Xiao He stepped into the sky step by step, stepped into the depths of the thunderclouds, stepped into the void, he kept walking, the thunder stars around him followed the roar, but Xiao He was very calm, with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling through the garden.

"It is worthy of being a god of all paths. The sage of the mountain guarding clan stroked his beard, and in his eyes, every step of Xiao He fell, there was a great avenue carriing, roaring, echoing, and every step raised, there was a great avenue disillusioned, silent, and dissipating.

"Uncle, uncle, he ......" Duoduo came to Xiao Nai's side, Haoya bit his lips lightly, but there was endless worry in his good-looking eyes.

"This is his way, he must go, for the sake of the world, he can't turn back, let alone retreat, as soon as he retreats, after that, all those who reach the top will be affected, and they will become ruthless, not thinking about the past, and there is no past, the avenue is everything, even your master is no exception, do you want him to be like this?" Xiao Nai said lightly stroking Duoduo's head.

"But, uncle, he is too bitter. Uncle, help him, even the underworld lord is afraid of you, isn't it?" Duoduo raised his head, and there were already tears in his eyes.

"His path has come to this point, he is considered a puppet emperor, I am not afraid of him, but I want to kill him to pay some price that I don't want to bear. The Hades Lord stood in the distance and stared at Xiao Nai and said.

"Whatever you say, my brother and I are the same, do you really think I can't beat you?" Xiao Nai looked disdainful.

"Hmph!" Grandma Li coughed softly in displeasure, and the Lord of the Underworld had no choice but to snort coldly.

At the end of the ladder, in the depths of the void, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged, with the flowers of the avenue blooming and withering beside him, and the stars in his eyes were born, in disillusionment, he was stroking the guqin in his hand, and the nine strings were all composed of the avenue, which was magnificent and moving, and it was breathtaking!

"Heavenly Dao?" Xiao He frowned slightly.

"The way of heaven is in me. The man's face was calm, his fingers were white and slender, and he was unusually agile, and he was a pair of natural hands that stroked the piano.

Xiao He was slightly startled, he finally knew who this person was—the last person who carried the Dao of Heaven!

"Senior!" Xiao He saluted, very respectful.

"Why don't you cut off the past?" the man's voice was cold, without the slightest fluctuation.

"I am cultivating ten thousand paths, if I follow the way of heaven, how can I be regarded as cultivating ten thousand paths?" Xiao He took a deep breath and straightened up and looked directly at the man.

"Do you know what happened to the last person who cultivated the Ten Thousand Dao?" The man finally raised his head and looked at Xiao He, like lightning in the darkness pierced directly into Xiao He's heart, and the sea of consciousness shook, flooding with monstrous waves!

"The forbidden character disappeared between heaven and earth, and the legend is that it descended from heaven and earth, and it no longer exists. Xiao He gritted his teeth and replied, he has been looking for the traces of this forbidden person all these years, but he can only summarize these, which is disappointing.

"If you can take these nine strings, I'll tell you where that man ends. The man suddenly laughed, and without waiting for Xiao He to agree, his good-looking fingers flicked lightly, and the first string broke.

Heavy, like a divine mountain collapse on his back, every bone was trembling, Xiao He roared, and his neck was covered with green tendons, he summoned the Great Dao to relieve his pressure, wanting to get out of this pressure, but he saw the Great Dao collapse under this terrifying pressure!

Gradually, Xiao He's knees began to bend, and his spine began to tremble—he was almost at the limit, but the heaviness behind it was still there, and there was no sign of weakness.

"This is your limit?" the man chuckled, as if mocking, "You can't even carry this sacred mountain and heavy path, how can you carry the heavenly way?"

Xiao He didn't speak, and he didn't have the strength to speak, he knew that he must not be passively pressured anymore, otherwise all that was waiting for him would be death.

"Hug the mountain. Xiao He exhaled lightly, his hands were round, and he silently hugged in front of him.

"Down!" Xiao He's eyes had a trace of ruthlessness, his body retreated sharply, he had a magic technique, and his speed had reached the limit of heaven and earth, Xiao He's shoulders sank, and between the hands in front of him, a divine mountain phantom appeared-he held the entire divine mountain in his arms!

"Lian. Wan Dao's body shone brightly, and the Great Dao Flood Furnace flew out, directly taking the Divine Mountain Heavy Dao into it and starting to refine.

Xiao He exhaled softly, turned his head to look at the man and said, "Go on." ”

"Zheng!" The second string broke, and the sword qi raged through the void!

"Zheng!" The third string broke, and the sword intent rose all over the sky!

"Zheng!" The fourth string shattered, and the stick swept in all directions!

Three strings in a row are broken, and in each string is a killing supernatural power, the sword aura is soaring, the sword light is sweeping, the stick shadow covers the sky, and the entire void is covered by the killing avenue, and there is a great terror brewing here, as if it is opening the sky and opening the ground.

Xiao He's expression was solemn, and three war knives flew out with a roar, with the image of Sen Ran Shura, the scene of the Milky Way hanging upside down, and the silence and silence.

The blade is on the sword, startling a touch of blue in the dark, stunning and resolute; the hazy sword is on the sword, while the sword light is like snow, layer by layer, while falling straight to the galaxy, the stars are disillusioned again; hidden void against the stick, the stick shadow is heavy, crushing the void, and the sword is silent, every time it falls, it must be a critical blow.

"Zheng!" Another string broke, and the cold meaning was vented, and the chill flowed from the void like the ancestral realm, and the spectators below were all shocked, so cold, if there was not enough cultivation to support it, even the blood would be frozen, this was just the energy that escaped, and it was hard to imagine what kind of situation Xiao He was facing in the center of the battlefield.

A phoenix roared, a black cry, and the golden flames spread out the entire void with the momentum of burning everything, resisting the biting cold.

"Oh, I look like you've seen the platform. The man raised an eyebrow, his hand not slow, and the sixth string broke.

Suddenly, everything around him fell silent, the void fell into dead silence, and Xiao He was stunned on the spot for a while. Suddenly, he touched the corners of his eyes, and two lines of tears remained.

"Why ......," Xiao He muttered.

"Alone, you're tired, aren't you?" said an ethereal voice from the end of the void.

"Alone, it's lonely, right?" The man's voice lingered in his ears, but Xiao He's eyes showed his past.

He saw his former self risking his life to send the advance team out of the Heavenly Source Realm, he saw his former self sitting cross-legged under the waterfall and cultivating alone, he saw his former self walking alone on the ancient road between Yaochi and Kunlun, he saw his former self fleeing the forbidden land with the expectations of tens of thousands of enslaved people in the Northern Regions, he saw his former self helping the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Tree rebuild the Heavenly Dao, and he saw his former self walking alone after recovering from a serious injury, to find the answer he wanted in his heart......

"What's so good about a person?" a sigh blew out all the illusions in front of him.