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Chapter 2946: I’m Still Green, But He’s More Seasoned!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

No matter what the issue is, it’s always safe to assume it’s related to Tyrannical Song.

Don’t ask why. Just know it’s always Tyrannical Song!

Nowadays, in the eyes of cultivators across all worlds, Tyrannical Song indeed has the bearing of someone who can suppress an entire era.

Tyrannical Song’s clone has been challenging top experts in the solar system, particularly on Mars, defeating them one after another without suffering a single loss!

Meanwhile, his true body even managed to slay the “Invincible Heavenly Emperor” from the previous era!

Tyrannical Song has also become the ruler of one of the myriad worlds, a “World Lord,” controlling an entire world.

And that’s not all…

It’s said that Tyrannical Song, as a mere “mortal,” even took control of the Nine Netherworlds, becoming its ruler!

Rumor has it that the previous Heavenly Dao was shattered because of him.

In the past six months, tales of Tyrannical Song have bombarded the minds of cultivators across the myriad worlds, spreading like wildfire.

While an Eighth Stage Profound Sage enjoys the “Everyone Knows You” buff due to the “Profound Sage Speech,” Tyrannical Song’s fame was earned through his fists. And let’s be honest, no one can match him in delivering the Profound Sage Speech either—he’s done it more times than anyone else! There’s simply no comparison.

In the “Cultivator Chat System,” countless cultivators have gathered in groups, discussing fervently.

“Is the one proving the Dao really Tyrannical Song?”

“But… Has Tyrannical Song already subdued all the ‘Immortals’ across the myriad worlds? Isn’t that a prerequisite for proving the Dao and attaining immortality—to suppress an era and become invincible?”

“But who would still challenge Tyrannical Song? It seems like no one, right?”

In the myriad worlds, everyone was speculating.

All eyes were on the skies, eagerly awaiting the revelation of who would prove the Dao and become the new Heavenly Dao.

—This year, cultivators across the myriad worlds have looked up to the skies at least once a month, sometimes several times a month, greatly alleviating spinal problems for low-level cultivators.

While there was much speculation among the general populace, the top-tier experts among the Immortals, the strongest of them all, understood that proving the Dao and becoming the Heavenly Dao wasn’t as easy as everyone imagined… but it wasn’t impossible either.

It’s both difficult and simple—a paradoxical situation.

Subduing the myriad worlds is indeed one condition for proving the Dao and becoming the Heavenly Dao. After all, if someone can truly overpower the myriad worlds, then their position as Heavenly Dao would be secure.

But in reality, not every Heavenly Dao throughout history accomplished the feat of subduing the myriad worlds—some of them didn’t even match the power of the Confucian Saints.

Although most Heavenly Daos had power comparable to the Confucian Saints before proving the Dao, the standards for proving the Dao seemed to differ in every era.

So perhaps it’s not always about “defeating everyone,” but rather fulfilling certain conditions and being recognized as worthy to prove the Dao and attain immortality!

Theoretically, any Immortal who has stepped onto their own path has the potential to prove the Dao and become the Heavenly Dao.

“Could Tyrannical Song have fulfilled some hidden condition?” speculated the top-tier experts.

…

In the Core World.

Golden Tranquil, along with the Ancient Heavenly Court’s Immortals and the Northern Emperor, seized the opportunity to retreat from the “Ancient Heavenly Court” region.

At the same time, Golden Tranquil extended her hand, using a gentle force to pull Su Clan’s Sixteen toward her, bringing her closer to the “Heavenly Court Fragment.”

Sixteen’s tribulation was still ongoing, and she couldn’t stray too far… Now was the time for her to receive the reward of the opportunity she had gained.

“Fellow Daoist Daozi, in the end, we’re entrusting our obsessions and our redemption to you!” Golden Tranquil said weakly.

Expending so many “substitutes” at once had nearly drained her.

“This is my chance at redemption too,” Daozi replied.

This was his only and final chance to save his junior brothers. Now that he had it, he wouldn’t let go.

Whoosh~

In the heavens, the rules of the previous Heavenly Dao began to operate. Like a rigid program, as long as the activation conditions were met, it would be triggered.

A pillar of light imbued with the aura of immortality descended from the sky, enveloping Daozi.

Daozi’s body was wrapped in immortal energy, beginning his transformation.

The undying and unending information flooded into his body, transforming his physical form and soul.

This scene was reflected in the myriad worlds.

Normally, when someone proves the Dao and ascends to Heavenly Dao, they can choose whether or not to reveal their identity, or even whether to broadcast their ascension to the myriad worlds.

But Daozi took a shortcut and wasn’t fully proving the Dao—he was merely becoming an interim 8.5th Heavenly Dao.

He had no control over this process.

So, his image began to be broadcast across the myriad worlds.

In that instant, cultivators across the myriad worlds saw a scholar in Confucian attire, sitting high on a golden throne.

Behind him was a phantom image of the “Ancient Heavenly Court.”

“It’s not Tyrannical Song?”

“Who is this scholar, a member of the Confucian School?”

“It’s Daozi, one of the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals of the Confucian School! But wasn’t he insane?”

“When did Daozi prove the Dao and become an Immortal?”

At that moment, the message boards across the myriad worlds exploded.

“Can he defeat Tyrannical Song?”

“The Thirteen Tribulation Immortals of the Confucian School are indeed powerful, and Daozi is the top disciple of the Confucian Saint… But he’s not the Confucian Saint himself. Why is it him who’s proving the Dao?”

This was completely unexpected.

No one had anticipated that it wouldn’t be Tyrannical Song proving the Dao, but rather Daozi, who had been much less prominent recently.

…

In the neighboring Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Song Shuhang, who was in a half-revived state, looked stunned.

He knew that Golden Tranquil, the Northern Emperor, Daoist Red Cloud, and Daozi—these top experts across the myriad worlds—would definitely create some major news event.

But he never expected the news to be this big, this explosive!

They actually managed to churn out a Heavenly Dao!

“Kneel to the big shots,” Song Shuhang muttered in awe.

After all, an elder is still an elder!

Even though he, Song Shuhang, had pulled off some wild moves, it was nothing compared to creating a “Nine Nether Ruler’s clone.”

Yet these big shots had directly gone and created an “Undying Heavenly Dao”!

This move deserves all the praise!

Song Shuhang quickly contacted the Northern Emperor: “Senior, you’re incredible…”

He was just about to shower the Northern Emperor and the other big shots with praise.

But just as he was about to start, the image of Daozi, projected across the myriad worlds and sitting high on the “Heavenly Emperor Throne,” suddenly changed.

Beside the majestic figure of Daozi, another figure appeared.

This figure hovered behind Daozi, like a ghost clinging to his back.

“Heavenly Emperor’s Child?” Song Shuhang’s first thought was this possibility.

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, that ghostly figure became more solid.

The ghostly figure manifested, taking the shape of a young man.

The man had a gentle and kind expression, and just by looking at the lower half of his face, he seemed quite handsome.

“Isn’t that me?” Song Shuhang was bewildered.

Why was he appearing like a ghost, clinging to Senior Daozi’s back?

And the cultivators across the myriad worlds were in an uproar once again.

“It’s Tyrannical Song, it’s Tyrannical Song!”

“So Tyrannical Song was here all along. I knew it, how could it not be Tyrannical Song proving the Dao?”

“Even if it wasn’t Tyrannical Song directly, it had to be something related to him!”

“This is the correct way to go about it.”

Don’t ask why. Just know it’s always Tyrannical Song!

“Wait, that’s not me,” Song Shuhang muttered as he closely observed the ghostly figure hovering behind Daozi—he realized that this ghostly version of himself looked older!