Chapter 586 - 585: This Is My 5th Day of Quelling the Internal Strife

Chapter 586: Chapter 585: This Is My 5th Day of Quelling the Internal Strife

"Once the Celestial Stele Divine War begins, can anyone really remain on the sidelines?"

Jiang Zuo looked over upon hearing this. He really didn’t know much about the Celestial Stele Divine War.

Then, Jiang Zuo saw a middle-aged man with a stone stele circling around him.

Jiang Zuo frowned. ’A Battle Spirit Stele? No, it’s a stele similar to a Battle Spirit Stele.’

Jiang Zuo remembered that the person from the Dream Realm also had such a stele.

But Jiang Zuo had no idea what the stele represented.

The Mage stood up to face the middle-aged man. "We just want to live in peace."

The middle-aged man didn’t even deign to reply.

He simply attacked.

"I’ve wasted enough time on you. It ends now."

The power of the Dao instantly spread out. It was a complete Dao, a true Daoist Art.

Jiang Zuo was astonished. ’He’s fully forged his own Dao?’

’This man is powerful. Very few people can truly forge their own Dao.’

’In theory, that should be the highest Realm in the Cultivation Realm.’

But the Mage was not much weaker. His Magic was also his Dao—a Magic that transcended the ordinary.

It was Magic on a completely different level.

The difference was like that between a basic Magic Element and a Magic Spirit.

’In other words, this man’s Magic Elements are all at the level of Magic Spirits, or perhaps even higher.’

’To put it more dramatically, each of his Magic Elements is a being on the level of an Elemental God.’

"Impressive. Truly impressive," Jiang Zuo said, praising the Mage.

Jiang Zuo had seen plenty of people who had forged their own Dao; that was nothing special to him.

But he had never encountered anyone who had forged such a path in Magic.

This was the first in history.

He couldn’t help but offer a few words of praise.

But as impressive as he was, and even though he was the first Mage to forge such a path in Magic, he was still no match for the middle-aged man with the stone stele.

The clash was decided in an instant. It was a contest of Daos.

The most direct confrontation there was.

The middle-aged man’s Dao crushed the Mage’s Dao of Magic.

The stele on the middle-aged man then flew out, growing larger as it descended to suppress its target.

The stone stele was still suffused with the middle-aged man’s Dao.

BOOM!

With a tremendous bang, the Mage was sent flying, spitting blood.

He was still carrying the woman and child.

The woman had nearly lost consciousness, but she still clutched the child in her arms.

Perhaps she wouldn’t let go even in death.

The Mage looked weakly at his wife and child. He was furious, yet powerless.

He couldn’t protect his family.

"Why? Why must you hunt us down and kill us all?"

The Mage looked up and roared, "Why!"

"Because you’re too weak." A calm, steady voice suddenly rang out.

It wasn’t the middle-aged man’s voice.

The middle-aged man and the Mage both looked up.

Jiang Zuo also looked up.

They saw a poised man step out of the void.

His very presence exuded an aura of reliability and trustworthiness.

It was as if any problem could be solved as long as he was there.

Jiang Zuo was surprised. ’Qin Tian? Then again, I should have expected this.’

’How could the mark’s resonance be triggered if the three of them weren’t here?’

Qin Tian’s appearance naturally put the Mage and the middle-aged man on guard.

The middle-aged man said, "Who are you? I’ve never seen you before."

Qin Tian said, "You are an outsider in my people’s land."

The middle-aged man frowned. This person was powerful, but he had never heard of him.

’But it doesn’t matter,’ he thought. ’I’ll just kill him.’

The Mage said in a low voice, "I’m sorry. I had no other choice but to flee here."

He knew this was another place, not his own world. By fleeing here, he was essentially bringing disaster upon others.

But he had no other choice.

Qin Tian ignored the Mage. He could see the man had lost his will to fight and wasn’t worth his attention at the moment.

Then Qin Tian turned to the middle-aged man, but the moment he did, the man attacked without any warning.

In a life-or-death battle, no one cared for honorable conduct.

Qin Tian’s expression remained unchanged.

A powerful aura then erupted from Qin Tian as he took a step forward.

Qin Tian’s figure collided directly with the man’s.

The tremendous impact blew the entire Celestial Book Tomb apart.

This was a clash between true powerhouses, a force that even space itself struggled to withstand.

This was the might of the Great Dao.

From just that one simple exchange, the middle-aged man was sent reeling back, spitting blood.

’So strong. Far stronger than I anticipated.’

"Just who are you?" the middle-aged man asked again.

His stone stele began to spin frantically.

Qin Tian looked at him and said, "This is the fifth and final day of me quelling the internal strife. You are the last person I need to deal with."

"Today, you must die."

He had spent many days quelling the internal strife and had rarely taken the time to kill anyone, but this one had to die today.

This was because the man had arrived through a special channel.

Qin Tian wasn’t sure if this channel would be exploited again, so for safety’s sake, he had to eliminate this person completely, even if it took some time.

The middle-aged man didn’t pay much mind to Qin Tian’s words.

’It’s not yet certain who will kill whom.’

The middle-aged man then unleashed his full power.

At that moment, the Great Dao resonated and its intent spread. His figure vanished.

Without much preparation, Qin Tian vanished as well.

Countless Daoist Arts then clashed in the sky, their immense power causing the very fabric of space to twist and tear.

Anyone without sufficient strength who drew near would be torn to shreds, blasted into ashes by the aftershocks.

However, the outcome quickly became clear. Qin Tian was completely overpowering the man.

Qin Tian showed no mercy. In a matter of breaths, he crushed the man’s body.

His body was instantly obliterated.

If not for the protection of the stone stele, the man’s Primordial Spirit would have also been destroyed by Qin Tian.

The middle-aged man was terrified.

He hadn’t even been fully prepared, hadn’t had time to think things through.

And in that brief moment, he had been utterly defeated, his body destroyed.

How could he not be afraid?

He began to panic.

’How could there possibly be someone this strong here?’

’This man... he’s unbelievably powerful.’

The only people he had ever met with this level of power were those blessed by Celestial Favor.

At this thought, he knew he had to flee. He had to escape, or he would die. He would definitely die.

Now he believed the man’s words.

He was going to be killed.

If he was even a single step too slow, he would be killed.

But Qin Tian had already made his move, and he was not one to dawdle.

The moment he destroyed his opponent’s physical body, he immediately attacked the Primordial Spirit.

In the next instant, the opponent’s Primordial Spirit was annihilated by Qin Tian.

But after annihilating the Primordial Spirit, Qin Tian frowned.

The opponent’s stone stele was still intact, and a new Primordial Spirit was already regenerating within it.

’As expected,’ he thought. ’Killing people like him is always a hassle.’