Previously, when Han Xuanji suppressed the four Powerful Experts, the Master of Fate happened to be in seclusion, attempting to nurture this treasure from the River of Destiny, but he had never succeeded.
Therefore, he was relatively unaware of what was happening in the outside world. At most, he knew that the Demon Ancestor seemed to be up to something again, but he felt it was just minor squabbling, nothing more than the destruction of a Limitless World, hardly worth his Divided Soul's attention.
After countless ages, the Master of Fate had long since lost his former caution and had become arrogant.
Han Xuanji did not answer; he simply held the blade of destiny and looked at the Master of Fate with a calm gaze. This fellow harbored hostility toward him anyway, and since he had just checked in for the blade of destiny and the Destiny Void Physique, he might as well use the opponent to test them out.
Of course, even without those two things from the check-in, defeating the Master of Fate would not be difficult.
Just then, from deep within the River of Destiny, a faint but urgent fluctuation suddenly pulsed, and a Divine Thought was quickly transmitted into the Master of Fate's mind.
The Master of Fate's expression shifted slightly, and the hostility in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a trace of solemnity.
One man suppressing four venerables, the number one person in the current Chaos...
What a joke.
How long had he been in seclusion? How could such a peerless powerhouse have suddenly appeared in this Chaos?
To think he had even considered that this person might be a threat; now he could only pray for a cessation of hostilities.
"Fellow Daoist, let's talk this over properly. It was my fault; I was only asking and had no intention of becoming your enemy."
In fact, even without the transmission from his subordinate, he could feel the terrifying aura emanating from Han Xuanji. It was a power that far surpassed his own. If they truly went to war, he had a premonition.
He would undoubtedly be defeated and might even perish here.
When his life was at stake, face was no longer important. Besides, as long as neither of them spoke of it, who would know he had backed down?
The Master of Fate gave Han Xuanji a deep look and slowly withdrew the power of destiny surrounding him, his tone softening considerably:
"Your Excellency's strength is celestial; I admit I am not your equal. However, this River of Destiny is the Foundation of Chaos. I ask that Your Excellency does not recklessly damage it. Otherwise, even if I am no match for you, I will exert all my strength to contend with you to the end."
Han Xuanji nodded slightly. Sensing the Master of Fate's concession, he did not make things difficult for him:
"Rest assured, I will not damage the River of Destiny. Once I have finished my comprehension, I will depart."
His earlier move was merely a show of force to let his strength do the talking; he had no intention of making more enemies.
He didn't want to be the type who, upon gaining a bit of power, would flaunt it and desire to unify Chaos and stand as the sole supreme being.
The Master of Fate remained silent for a moment before speaking again:
"Could Your Excellency answer one question for me?"
"Speak."
Han Xuanji said indifferently.
"Is your Physique the legendary Destiny Void Physique?"
The Master of Fate couldn't help but ask.
Han Xuanji thought to himself that he might as well use this newly acquired Physique as the explanation for how he had become strong so quickly:
"That's right, I possess the Destiny Void Physique."
He spoke these words exceptionally loudly, ensuring that many Cultivators observing secretly from the sidelines heard him.
Immediately, the Powerful Experts came to a sudden realization.
So that was it. Xuantian Dao Venerable was so powerful because he possessed the Destiny Void Physique—untouched by Karma, unrestrained, and possessing infinite potential. This sparked an idea among some of the surrounding Powerful Experts.
They had to find a Cultivator with this Physique. Even if they didn't attempt Possession, it would be excellent if they could establish good relations with them in advance.
From then on, a legend spread through Chaos: those with the Destiny Void Physique would surely ascend to the supreme pinnacle.
And among the three thousand Physiques, there was no longer any dispute over which ranked first.
"I see. Thank you for your guidance, Your Excellency. I have no more questions. If Your Excellency has any concerns, feel free to seek me out at any time."
Not daring to disturb Han Xuanji further, the Master of Fate quickly withdrew and vanished into the depths of the River of Destiny. Having swiftly dealt with the Master of Fate, Han Xuanji did not remain idle.
He then drew the Chaos Destiny Origin into his body. The majestic power of the Destiny Origin flowed along with his Divine Thought, nourishing his Dao Foundation. His already high-level Great Dao of Destiny became even more powerful, and his control over the power of destiny became increasingly proficient. The minute flaws left over from his previous cultivation were also quickly mended under the nourishment of this Origin power.
This was not refining the Origin, but rather integrating it. After finishing all this, Han Xuanji returned to the main task.
"Good. Now, dealing with the Demon Ancestor and Juntian Merchant Venerable will be as easy as turning over my palm."
A cold glint flashed in Han Xuanji's eyes. With a slight thought, ripples surged within the River of Destiny. The terrifying pressure made all the Powerful Experts in the River of Destiny tremble, not daring to observe Han Xuanji's actions anymore, wishing they could shrink themselves even deeper.
Han Xuanji simply gave the blade of destiny in his hand a gentle flick. Streaks of incredibly sharp destiny power silently extended toward various parts of Chaos along thousands of threads of Karma.
Far away in a space-time rift on the 98,000th level of the Sea of Extinction in the West Chaos, a Natal Dharma Image of the Demon Ancestor was hidden, absorbing the power of death to nourish itself. In the next second, the power of the blade of destiny descended instantly, like a sharp blade slicing through the void. That Limitless Primordial level Dharma Image didn't even have a chance to react before it was instantly crushed.
Its Origin dissipated into the Chaos, without leaving behind even a trace of Karma.
At the same moment, within the North Chaos region, a Reincarnation Formation laid out with countless Heaven And Earth Treasures, along with the Demon Ancestor's remnant soul at the Formation core, was directly erased by the power of destiny. The Karma of the Formation was completely severed, making it impossible to restart.
Deep within the headquarters of the Myriad Realms Merchant Alliance, the Divided Soul that Juntian Merchant Venerable had sealed with a Chaos Supreme Treasure shattered like a bubble under the crushing force of the blade of destiny. Those few Chaos Supreme Treasures used for life-saving also had their Karmic connection with Juntian Merchant Venerable severed by the power of destiny, instantly losing their spirituality and becoming useless junk...
Throughout the Chaos, the contingency plans of the Demon Ancestor and Juntian Merchant Venerable, no matter how deep or secret they were hidden, regardless of strength or method, were uprooted one by one under the strikes of Han Xuanji's blade of destiny. All the reliance of these two men vanished into nothingness. Once their main bodies died, there would be no possibility of Rebirth.
Every trace left upon the River of Destiny was directly wiped away by Han Xuanji, cutting off any possibility of Rebirth by any means.
Inside the great dao pagoda, Juntian Merchant Venerable and the Demon Ancestor sensed something at almost the same time. A surge of palpitation and emptiness originating from the depths of their Divine Souls instantly swept through their entire bodies. They could vaguely feel that those contingency plans they had spent countless efforts setting up were rapidly dissipating under an irresistible force, without even a shred of room for recovery.
Even the Karmic connections between them and those contingency plans were completely severed, as if those plans had never existed.
Juntian Merchant Venerable's mental state completely collapsed, his face ashen. His previous begging for mercy had been a pretense; in truth, he still had many small schemes in his heart.
"Still acting tough?"
Han Xuanji thought to himself.