Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Zhang Yang sat cross-legged in the room with his hands on his knees. He did not breathe, his heart had stopped, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were tightly closed.    

At this moment, there was not a single trace of life in his body. He sat there as if he had been dead for a very, very long time.    

However, above his head, there was a rolling Black Fog. The Black Fog congealed and did not disperse, as if it was boiling and churning, and in the end, the Black Fog turned into a boiling black water that slowly flowed in the air.    

Roar!    

A vigorous dragon's roar sounded as if it was roaring through endless time and space. Then, a pitch-black dragon emerged from the black water.    

This dragon of shadows was only about three meters long. It raised its Dragon Head and swung its tail, circling and dancing above the boiling black water.    

Roar!    

Another dragon's roar resounded as an azure Dragon Shadow rushed out of the black water. This was a Terminator Thunder Dragon among the Eight Heavenly Dragons. Like the Umbra Dragon, it was only three meters long and it hovered around the black water.    

Next.    

Aoo!    

Six continuous, vigorous roars rang out as six hazy, fog-colored Dragon Shadow charged out. Unlike the Dark Shadow Dragon and the Terminator Thunder Dragon, they had power, but they were not solid.    

This was power, this was potential, this was spirit, this was meaning.    

It wasn't over.    

When the Eight Phase Peak Spirit of the Eight Heavenly Dragons rushed out, there was a loud cry in the black water. The only difference was that this was not a dragon's cry, but a demonic howl.    

No Dragon Shadow rushed out, but two bright red eyes lit up in the black water. They were the size of millstones, and they emitted a bloodthirsty aura, looking at the surrounding Eight Heavenly Dragons in the black water.    

This was killing intent, killing intent that was like a tide.    

At the same time, the Eight Heavenly Dragons outside also circled quickly. A row of sharp teeth shaped like a broadsword appeared at the mouth of the blood-red eye in the black water. It let out terrifying roars, causing the black water to fluctuate violently.    

Following that, the Eight Heavenly Dragons threw itself into the black water at the same time.    

There were no surging waves of energy as expected, nor were there any surging waves of terrifying energy. On the other hand, the black water had once again turned into a group of rolling Black Fog.    

A long time later.    

The surging Black Fog turned into black water once again, and with a vigorous dragon's roar, the Shadow Dragon rushed out again. The only difference was that this time, its color was lighter, turning brown.    

Similarly, when the Terminator Thunder Dragon rushed out, its azure blue color became lighter, and after the other six Dragon Shadow rushed out, the mist actually became more solid, but the gigantic eyes on their Dragon Head dimmed by a lot.    

Roar!    

The devilish howl resounded once again, and a tide of murderous intent surged in the black water. Similarly, the two blood-red eyes were much lighter.    

The killing intent seemed to intentionally provoke and was driven unwillingly, while the Eight Steps Celestial Dragon roared again as it charged into the black water.    

And so it went on and on.    

The spirits of the Eight Heavenly Dragons became dimmer and dimmer, and the killing intent in the black water became weaker and weaker.    

When he rushed out for the ninth time, the Eight Heavenly Dragons only had pure energy left, not even a trace of its primordial spirit or might. The killing intent in the black water was the same, the concept had been erased to a ball of illusory energy.    

They were fixed in the air like dead creatures, no longer circling or dancing, they had lost their spirits, they had lost their momentum.    

And in the black water, there were no terrifying blood-colored eyes, nor was there any concept of killing!    

Suddenly.    

The boiling black water began to tremble.    

Swish!    

A mass of blood-red energy shot out. That was a killing intent that had lost its Concept. Now, it seemed to have turned into a mass of pure energy.    

Another boom rang out, and the boiling black water trembled once more. It was like a prehistoric beast was feeding on food, swallowing all nine masses of energy in an instant.    

A long time later.    

A faint earthy yellow glow surrounded the surface of the black water.    

If any of the experts from the forty-nine realms were to see this scene, they would surely see that this was a fusion of nine Concepts. They would also be shocked into disbelief.    

In the forty-nine realms, no one could comprehend more than two concepts. The biggest reason was that the concept and concept were repelled each other. Even though the legendary Eight Heavenly Dragons s were bestowed with primordial spirits, they would still devour each other.    

Comprehending Concepts was already a legend, but having nine Concepts was even more unbelievable. However, no one had ever heard of fusing nine Concepts together.    

This completely defied common sense.    

With a "peng" sound, the boiling black water trembled once more. The earthen yellow light flickered even more, finally turning into a layer of faint, bright gold.    

This bright golden light was the result of fusing the nine domains. At this moment, there was no domain inside, but a mysterious existence.    

The Forty-Nine Realms had five realms, and each realm had three small steps between them. They represented the peak of three flowers and five auras.    

Starting from the Life and Death Realm, it was a stage where one comprehended and transformed the Will of Will from the Strength Realm. Between life and death, it was not possible to become a God after one comprehended the Will Realm, because this was a process of rebirth, but very few people could actually touch upon what was actually contained in it.    

Above the Will realm, there were two other realms. They were Dao Stage, Profound Realm, Dao Realm, Life Dao Heart, Profound Realm, Profound Realm, Profound Realm, and Profound Realm.    

Dao-heart, enlightenment of the Dao-heart!    

The Mysterious Gate. The Mysterious Gate!    

This was a realm that had existed in legends for billions of years. It was also a system of rules, and it was unshakable.    

However, in this world, the rules had been broken.    

He did not have Mortal-Transcending, but he had successfully formed a Fate Wheel. Although he had not stepped into the Dao Stage, he was only a step away.    

A long time later.    

The faint golden light dissipated and the boiling black water became calm. It turned into a Dark Light and disappeared into Zhang Yang's Life Sea.    

After a moment, Zhang Yang's eyes slowly opened. His calm eyes revealed an endless age. His eyes seemed to be at a loss, as if countless years had passed by crazily.    

Closing his eyes, his heart began to beat slowly.    

When he opened them again, it was as if he had traveled tens of thousands of years in a single glance. Although he still experienced endless vicissitudes of life, there was still a hint of comprehension mixed within.    

Zhang Yang took a deep breath. He closed his eyes again and opened them again. His eyes were no longer filled with the vicissitudes of life. He had become as calm as the ocean, calm as an ancient well.    

When he brought Mu Fei, Zhou Dong, and Yan Qing out, he originally wanted to return to the Jinghua City with them, because he knew that the Light Council had descended. However, he didn't expect that right after leaving the deep mountains and forests, the Judgement Bell would attack again.    

In desperation, he had no choice but to send Zhou Tong and the others off, while he stayed in the British City to prepare to cross the Judgement Bell. However, in the middle of everything, an unexpected change occurred, which was how the previous scene occurred.    

"What is the Dao?"    

Zhang Yang muttered to himself. A hint of confusion flashed across his eyes and quickly disappeared.    

He had never thought that one day, he would come into contact with the legendary Dao Stage. This was a domain that he had never come in contact with or explored before, it was completely foreign to him.    

"Dao can be Dao. Nameless. The beginning of Heaven and Earth!"    

After saying that, Zhang Yang's expression became even more confused. He even slowly shook his head, but his voice did not stop.    

"None. A famous person, means Dao. The Dao is invisible, so it cannot be named. The origin, the Dao, is formed by exhaling qi. Out of nothingness, for the beginning of the world …"    

Suddenly stopping, Zhang Yang's expression became determined and he spoke up.    

"This isn't my Dao!"    

Zhang Yang quickly calmed himself down and started to think.    

However, the Dao Stage was too ethereal. He had never come into contact with it before, so it was even more impossible to capture.    

"Where is the Dao?" What is my Dao? "    

Zhang Yang fell into an abyss, sinking into a world of darkness. He couldn't catch a trace of multicolored light, and his mind was in a daze.    

"My Dao … In the distance, we need to explore. "    

He frowned as he thought about what he had experienced for countless years. Then, he thought about what he had seen in the passage of time. He almost subconsciously opened his mouth.    

"The Dao is in front. All you have to do is move forward."    

"The Dao is behind us. All you have to do is turn around."    

When he said those two words, Zhang Yang fell into a long silence. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and his voice became exceptionally firm.    

The Dao is beneath my feet. That is the path I have walked, and is my experience!    

This time, Zhang Yang seemed to be completely awake. It was as if the fog in his heart had been broken and the aura around him had become evil once again.    

"Damn it, getting rid of Zhan Taixuan and exploring my life is my dao. My dao is the heart, and my heart is the Dao. My heart is my dao!"    

"..."    

Jinghua City, Central Square.    

Lei Ming, Zhou Dong, Yan Qing, and Mu Fei's sudden appearance, although surprising to many, was nothing compared to the illustrious Light Council.    

Standing at the center of the stage, Thousand Leaves Lanbo looked down on Pei Donglai and the others like a high and mighty emperor. There was not a single ripple in his eyes, it was as if he was looking at a few ants that were about to be crushed to death.    

He slowly raised his head and looked at the white door in the sky. He raised his arm and was about to do something when he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at another place in the void.    

At the same time, a commotion suddenly broke out among the people on the east side. Many of them cried out in alarm, only to see that in the sky above their heads, a resplendent glyph that was as magnificent as the stars.    

If one were to say that the white door which had descended from the Light Council earlier represented divinity, then the runes that had appeared now were more like an exceptionally gorgeous ceremony.    

Symbols flickered one after another, slowly congealing and condensing as they floated in the air. They were like the bright stars in the starry sky. Then, like shooting stars falling to the earth, the symbols suddenly drew out many bright flames falling from their tails.    

In the midst of everyone's cries of alarm, the falling symbols gradually twisted and took shape. In the end, it turned into blurry human figures that numbered up to a hundred.    

The leader was an old man wearing a long black robe. The old man had a grand temperament and his aura of righteousness was deep like the stars in the sky. No one dared to look directly at him.    

Soon, the first figure materialized, the third, the fourth … In the blink of an eye, over a hundred people appeared in the Central Square. Like the old man in the lead, they were all dressed in black robes.    

The white color of the Light Council represented divinity and holiness, while the black color of these people were deep and unfathomable. As for Pei Donglai and the others who were mixed in the middle, they were obviously not on stage.    

"Senior Brother, they are …" Someone from the Guardian Space? " Hu Qing asked.    

Pei Donglai's expression was also stern. He said in a low voice, "They are people from Zhou Family, and are said to have obtained Guardian Space's authorization."    

Hm?    

Hearing that, Hu Qing's pupils contracted and a light flashed. He immediately said coldly, "Authorization? "Who gave them the authority to do that, could it be …"    

"Not them."    

Pei Donglai also had a puzzled look on his face as he said, "After I came out of the Zhou Family, I went straight to the Guardian Space and saw them. They were all injured and were currently recuperating from their injuries."    

Hu Qing's expression changed again and again, but he became more and more puzzled. His voice became sharper, "Then …" Who is it... Who actually injured them? "    

"I don't know." Pei Donglai shook his head.    

In fact, he still had something he hadn't said before. Not long ago, he had met with eight people from Guardian Space. Their injuries were extremely serious.    

At the side, when the disheveled Zhou Tong saw this group of people, his expression turned furious. Soon after, he was quickly replaced by resolution.