Chapter 727: Chapter 726: Sutra of the Time Dao
Liu Zheng activated the Sutra of the Time Dao, and in an instant, a mysterious aura emanated from him.
Crack!
In that instant, it was as if a switch had been triggered, and the protective barrier immediately dissipated into specks of light.
Liu Zheng reached out and grasped the jade slip, sending his divine sense into it to begin his investigation.
In a flash, a stream of profound information entered Liu Zheng’s mind. The scripture was incredibly complex, and even Liu Zheng couldn’t comprehend it all at once.
It was as if it was a higher-level principle of the Dao, incomprehensible without reaching a certain level.
"This is the third volume of the Sutra of the Time Dao!"
Liu Zheng’s heart trembled, and he couldn’t help but reveal a slight smile.
He knew that this cave dwelling was related to the Temporal Sect, and it was very likely that the jade slip was connected to the Temporal Sect as well.
But what he hadn’t expected was that this was the third volume of the Sutra of the Time Dao.
He already possessed the first two volumes, and with the third volume in hand, wouldn’t that mean he had mastered most of the Sutra of the Time Dao?
Liu Zheng felt a surge of excitement.
"With the remaining scriptures of the Sutra of the Time Dao, I know of the fifth volume already. Now, only the fourth volume remains unaccounted for. If I find that as well, I might have the chance to assemble them all."
This was the complete Sutra of the Time Dao, something that hadn’t appeared for many years.
It was probably necessary to describe it in terms of eras.
If he could collect the complete Sutra of the Time Dao and add it to his inherent spacetime physique, his future would be immeasurable.
"I didn’t expect two volumes of the Sutra of the Time Dao to be in the Dao Realm. What exactly happened here before?"
If there had been only one volume of the Sutra of the Time Dao in the Dao Realm, one could say it was a coincidence. But now, two volumes were here.
This made Liu Zheng ponder—the Ancient Wasteland Planet was also very special.
He could tell that it wasn’t something that a power from the Dao Realm could create.
Only a higher level, even beyond that of a True Immortal, could forge a place like the Ancient Wasteland Planet.
Being able to set up such a planet, it was clear the Dao Realm was not so simple.
In the countless years before, the Dao Realm must have been glorious.
"This time, the gains were very good."
Liu Zheng was very satisfied. Then, he left the cave dwelling. With the item in hand, staying any longer would be a waste of time.
Outside, Liu Zheng’s lips curled upwards: "Now, the hunt begins."
...
In another mountain range on the Ancient Wasteland Planet.
At this moment, a great battle was erupting, with the Dragon Clan’s prodigy revealing his true form to hunt down the human prodigies.
On the human side, there were quite a few, numbering in the dozens.
But their realms were not so impressive; the highest among them was only at the Saint Realm.
The Dragon Clan side, however, had one mid-stage of the Saint Realm and one high-stage of the Venerable Realm.
"Stop running, it’s your honor to be devoured by this Saint Heir!"
A fire dragon spewed a breath of dragon fire, loudly proclaiming.
This was the Dragon Clan’s Saint Heir, Long Zaitian.
"Long Zaitian, by slaughtering our human race here, aren’t you afraid of sparking a war between the human race and the Dragon Clan?"
A human at the Saint Realm shouted.
"Shut up, this isn’t the place for you to speak."
The Dragon Clan’s mid-stage Saint Realm looked disdainful, and then a terrible aura began to spread from his body.
Facing such a formidable opponent, the human at the Saint Realm turned deathly pale.
Even just a small difference in realm was like the difference between heaven and earth within the Saint Realm.
He wasn’t a heaven-defying genius, so it was impossible for him to fight beyond his level.
...
"The ancient races and your human race are inherently incompatible like fire and water. Isn’t it logical for me to kill you now? The war has already begun!"
"We have been fighting for countless years, never once stopping!" Long Zaitian said with scorn.
He then opened his mouth, causing a series of hurricanes, and swallowed more than a dozen humans in one gulp.
The human race has been killing the ancient races and using their flesh and blood to refine medicinal pills. This has started countless years ago.
And the ancient races devouring the human race to increase their strength is also something that has existed from the beginning.
From this perspective, neither side is wrong; it just depends on which side you stand on.
Although in recent years the Dao Realm seemed peaceful and no large-scale battles have erupted,
in reality, there are still conflicts occurring in secret.
Just like Long Zaitian devouring the humans.
This is quite a normal phenomenon.
"Even if I kill you folks, do you think the human race will declare war on our Dragon Clan over this?"
"You’re just insignificant members of the human race. What status do you have? Even if all of you were to die, your sects wouldn’t care."
Long Zaitian wasn’t stupid either; he chose those humans without much status.
As for those with backgrounds, he would also choose carefully so as not to provoke a war between the humans and their Dragon Clan.
With the strength of the Venerable Realm at this location, Long Zaitian swallowed happily.
However, at that moment, a streak of Sword Qi suddenly appeared in the void.
Before Long Zaitian could react, his body was pierced through.
He was instantly bisected, with blood flying wildly.
Boom!
The once fierce Long Zaitian suddenly turned into a corporeal being.
Blood danced in the void.
The person who made the move was incredibly fast, not even giving Long Zaitian time to react.
They even annihilated his soul within his body, turning him into ash.
The speed was so fast that it didn’t allow anyone time to react.
The remaining humans were all dumbfounded. Who was this powerhouse that had struck, capable of instantly killing Long Zaitian?
"Who is it?"
The Dragon Clan’s Venerable Realm middle-ranker became furious, his terrible aura making the space tremble.
"I’ve found you!"
Feeling the energy fluctuations in the distance, the Venerable Realm middle-ranker turned into a beam of light and shot out.
"It’s actually you!"
The sight of the newcomer gave the Venerable Realm middle-ranker quite a shock.
It was Liu Zheng, the Saint Heir of the Demon God Temple.
The strength of the Demon God Temple was known to all.
Liu Zheng was also the Saint Heir of the Demon God Temple, holding a lofty status.
But seeing Liu Zheng alone, he began to consider whether or not to make a move.
If he did, with his power, he could potentially slay Liu Zheng, considering the gap in their realms.
However, the consequences would be very serious.
If Liu Zheng died, the Demon God Temple would never let him go.
"Are you seeking death?"
Liu Zheng’s figure flickered, arriving in front of the Dragon Clan’s powerhouse, and sent a slap flying straight across.
Boom!
The Venerable Realm middle-ranker instinctively tried to defend.
But the next second, his complexion suddenly changed.
"How, how is this possible?"
He felt his Qi and blood rapidly declining, as if a thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Before he could react, his physical body directly turned into a pile of bones, turning to dust and ashes.
