Chu Mo looked at the young and suave young man opposite him who was filled with righteous temperament; anyone who saw him would think that he was a hero destined to save the world.

He gritted his teeth as he cursed out loud, “Damn you, Zhou Shu. How many times do I have to defeat you?” Chu Mo was truly frustrated as he finally understood the meaning behind the words “Son of Destiny.”

In the past few months, he has killed a few Demon Monarchs and conquered the others using his overwhelming strength. Then, he finally began his conquest of the world with so many people under his command.

At first, he did not notice Zhou Shu’s existence; his main enemy was Tong Hua, the sect master of the Unspoken Sect and the current leader of the newly established Righteous Alliance.

Only with her working together with the other upper echelons–which also included Zhou Shu–did they barely manage to slow down the advancement of the demonic sects.

However, not long after their constant confrontation, Chu Mo received notification from his system that Zhou Shu was identified as this world’s Son of Destiny.

Then, he finally understood how aggrieved villains are when facing protagonists. Despite his overwhelming strength, despite targetting Zhou Shu personally, the latter always finds a way to escape.

Whether it was through the others always doing their best to protect him, some old Profound God Realm that suddenly popped up out of nowhere to save him, to Chu Mo accidentally not using enough force when he wanted to.

In conclusion, it was very difficult to kill Zhou Shu; Additionally, every time he escapes from his hand, he became even more powerful.

A blood light surfaced on Chu Mo’s body as an intense bloodlust overcame him. With absolute speed, he bypassed all the leaders of the Righteous Alliance heading straight to Zhou Shu, and punched him with all his strength.

There was only one thing inside his mind, to eliminate the only true hindrance in his path.

Bang! Crack!

A shield suddenly appeared to protect Zhou Shu, however, the protection was as thin as a piece of paper in front of this attack. So, his ribs caved in after being punched and he was sent flying away.

Immediately afterward, Chu Mo’s face became very ugly to look at. And that was because after flying over a range of mountains, Zhou Shu suddenly disappeared out of nowhere.

He knew what that meant; this guy probably accidentally enter another Secret Realm which will not only heal him but also give him other benefits.

‘System, can you find the Secret Realm and how to enter it?”

‘Host, with the current level of the system, this is not possible.’

Chu Mo was not surprised by this outcome since this is not the first time he asked and received the same answer.

‘What about his Luck? Have I absorbed enough of it to kill him?’

‘Ding…calculating…Zhou Shu still holds the title of Son of Destiny.’

Chu Mo sighed out loud as he knew that he still could not kill the so-called protagonist.

‘If this was a novel, readers would have rioted by now because of this cockroach antagonist.’ He then proceeded to continue his conquest.

On the sun, Wang Wei sat cross-legged with a sphere in front of him made of different runes. Inside the sphere was a bright red flame that seemed to be absorbing energy from the sun.

‘With this formation, it should not be long for me to bread a True Yang Flame with that Flame Seed.’

After that, a holographic image appeared in front of him showing Zhou Shu’s situation. He was crawling on the floor leaving a blood trail behind him. His face was contorted as he gritted his teeth to drag his body towards the green pool that was not far from him.Â

His intuition was telling him that this was the only way to save him.

“This is…” muttered Wang Wei as he looked somewhere else in this Secret Realm. He could already tell that this green pool had little effect on his injury so ignored it focusing on other things inside.

His eyes then focused on a golden carriage exuding Dao Rhymes and Innate Qi.

‘An Innate Treasure,’ thought Wang Wei with a little excitement. In the past few months, he watched Zhou Shu acquire many fortunate encounters, but only a few caught his attention.

One of his objectives for creating this Son of Destiny was to either found something that could heal his injuries or something to remove his Karmic Sin. Unfortunately, he only got a few interesting things, none related to his objective.

And the one with the greatest value was a Heavenly Flame called Nether Ghost Flame. He planned to absorb it once his injury healed, and with this flame being Yin in nature, it should help further strengthen his foundation and cultivation in the Yin God stage.

And after acquiring that flame, Wang Wei had the idea of cultivating a True Yang Flame to help him in the Yin-Yang Reverse stage of the Primordial Cultivation Realm, and even accelerate his cultivation in the Yang God step.

Using the spirit particle inside Zhou Shu, Wang Wei immediately checked the innate treasure and briefly analyzed it.

‘Something is wrong,’ he thought after he was done. This was an Innate treasure that could travel to other World Communities. This kind of treasure is very rare and Wang Wei only knew the existence of two of them: one from his sect and the other one was in his wife’s hand.

This level of Innate Treasure would require a great deal of World Source to breed in a post-Innate Qi environment.

‘There is no way that a Great Thousand World can easily give birth to this kind of treasure.’

Since he knew that something was wrong, Wang Wei took action. He sacrificed thousands of years of life force gathered from Chu Mo to calculate the cause and effect of this treasure.

Blood spilled out of his eyes as the power of Karma flashed across them; his calculation was beyond the scope of his injured state. Nonetheless, he did not stop as he sacrificed more life force.

‘So, that’s how it is.’

He was a little surprised by what he calculated. This world is a chess game of the Heaven Will World of this community called the Beginning Profound Continent. Not just it, but many other worlds that have been discovered.

The powerful Emperor Lineages of the Beginning Profound Continent would set up catastrophe in these Great Thousand Worlds, then, when the time arrived, someone from their lineage would appear as savior, received the aid of Heavenly Dao to become World Lords or Dao Ancestors.

Essentially, artificially manufacturing Dao Ancestors.

And this process did not only occur once. This world has undergone a few Eras and according to Wang Wei’s calculation, the end of each era is the result of these lineages setting a worldwide catastrophe and making a Dao Ancestor.

The process will usually end in the lives of countless trillions of people dying, the civilization of the world almost destroyed, and the end result might not even succeed. Nevertheless, afterward, whether they succeed or not, they would restart civilization by spreading lost knowledge of cultivations to the people and so on.Â

For countless generations, after the Source of the World recuperate from the previous loss because of either creating the Dao Source Seed or because the world was almost destroyed, they repeated the process again.

Wang Wei sighed after discovering this. As he cleaned the blood from his face, his gaze focused on the Unspoken Sect. The so-called founder or ancestor of their Sect is someone from the upper realm sent after the last catastrophe to set everything up for the next harvest.

Even Tong Hua is also from the Upper Realm Upright Sect who was sent to receive this generation’s Dao Source Seed. However, some of her memories were sealed to evade Heavenly Dao.

As for how this innate treasure comes into all of this explanation? Well, after being milked dry time after time, Heavenly Dao has begun to notice some anomalies.

And this chariot is the counter-attack that it prepared. Wang Wei guessed that it wanted someone to use this chariot to take all if not the majority of the population, leaving an empty and deserted world to the people of the Unspoken Sect.

‘This world’s Heavenly Dao seems very petty in the way it functioned,’ thought Wang Wei. He was not surprised by this fact as he knew that the laws of Heaven and Earth of each world operated differently, let alone worlds in different communities.

A perfect example of that is the fact that back in the Myriad Emperor World, as long as a normal cultivator killed a large number of devil cultivators, they would receive some merit–albeit small but still merit. And the more devils they kill, the more merit.

However, in this world, the same fact did not apply. It did not matter how many demonic cultivators were killed, no merit would be granted by Heaven.

After removing these distracting thoughts from his mind, Wang Wei focused on the chariot. He did not immediately take it away as he knew that Heavenly Dao might be paying attention to it.

He would wait for a later day to do so since he already placed a back hand in the space ring that Zhou Shu was using. As long as he placed it inside, Wang Wei can sneakily take it away.

And even if he refined the treasure, he can still use the spirit particle to gain control of it.

As for the ramification of his actions regarding the lives of the people of this world?

Well…