Chapter 1963: Samsara Wild Ancestor (2/2)

It was an old man wearing a gray robe. There was no frightening aura nor divinity. His appearance was ordinary as well. However, the spectators felt as if a blade has been unsheathed when staring at him.

The entire wildland became calm once more with his appearance, including the rowdy overlords. The darkness of this place slowly receded with figures entering the ground again in fear.

“Buzz.” A curtain of light also blotted out this deeper region of the wildland. The spectators outside could no longer see what was going on since they could only make out the faint figures. Only the true masters could see clearly, such as the emperors who weren’t involved in the battle. Only beings of their level could see through the curtain of light.

“Such a great momentum here, huh? I wonder who in this world can make it out of this besides me but frankly, if I want to, nothing can trap me.” The old man looked at the curtain of light and laughed.

“Everything is possible.” Li Qiye smiled and said: “You don’t believe in failure and neither do I, so, let us get started.”

The old man turned his attention towards Li Qiye with a profound flash. He then smiled in response: “I know of you, and your legends. Just like the young me, having an indomitable dao heart.”

“No, you think too highly of yourself.” Li Qiye retorted: “You no longer possess one the moment you crossed the line. You have fallen, no longer worthy of it.”

Even emperors were frightened facing this old man, but Li Qiye could still carry a normal conversation.

“No need to speak in such absolutes, crouching down doesn’t mean kneeling down, it could be gathering strength to jump again.” The old man smiled without becoming angry.

“There are many ways to crouch.” Li Qiye chuckled: “But your way will never jump again because you have become a dog under the high heaven, a shadow in the darkness.” Li Qiye shook his head in disagreement.

“Perhaps you are right, but no need to debate this. You don’t care for my viewpoint and neither do I about yours or the rest of the world.” The old man in gray smiled.

“True.” Li Qiye nodded: “Ultimately, one of us will be going down.”

With that, Li Qiye called out the old man’s t.i.tle: “Samsara Wild Ancestor. I, Li Qiye, will slay you today.”

“Samsara.” Some emperors felt their scalp tingling after hearing this t.i.tle. Though they had a pretty good guess about the old man, the confirmation still scared them all the same.

In the distant epoch of the wildland, Samsara had reaped trillions of existences for many eras. In his eyes, the living beings were simply his food and nutrition to grow his own power.

Not too many back in his epoch knew of his t.i.tle. But once they did, it meant that the end of the era was coming.

Countless wise sages sang their righteous songs and raised their banners against Samsara. Alas, they were either killed or forced into submission and became his henchmen in the form of other dark overlords preying the epoch.

It could be said that all the pain and suffering of an entire epoch originated from him. He reaped countless lives for his own sake.

“I know.” Samsara didn’t find this development surprising: “Those who oppose me will either turn into dried bones beneath my feet or plead their allegiance to me. Tell me, what will become of you?”