If the Heavenly Dao were to hold them accountable when the time came, the entire Absolute God Heaven might be buried with them, perhaps even destroyed. So long as the Ancient Desolate Mountain Lord and the Heavensward Tower existed, they would never allow the True Martial Sacred Ground to rule this world.

The True Martial Progenitor remained calm in the face of the Ancient Desolate Mountain Lord’s accusations and scolding.

He looked at the members of the Eight God-Clans, including the Heavensward Tower and the Heavenly Court’s Heaven-Crown Celestial God, and asked, “Heaven-Crown, where are your Holy Progenitor and the Immortal Lord?”

“There is no need for the old ancestors. We alone are more than enough to crush you,” the Heaven-Crown Celestial God smiled. “When they are needed, they will appear naturally.”

“That makes it pointless,” the True Martial Progenitor shook his head. He stepped forward, facing dozens of Infinite Dao cultivators alone. “All of you, come at me together. I’m in a hurry. I may as well crush all of you at once.”

“Arrogant!” they roared. They were Infinite Dao cultivators, the apex of this world’s power. Anyone who saw them would show utmost respect. Even those with equal cultivation would show courtesy. But this True Martial Progenitor dared to be so arrogant, challenging all of them alone.

“Perfect. I also want to see how strong Three Blossoms Infinite Dao is,” the Mountain Titan True God snorted and struck first. Behind him, a sky-shaking giant rose from the ground, its colossal form covering the horizon. It radiated an equally vast Primordial Edict, strong enough to shake heaven and earth and destroy all creation. The giant lifted its foot and stomped toward the True Martial Progenitor.

The True Martial Progenitor looked up slightly. Around him, Three Blossoms slowly bloomed. These were no ordinary petals, they carried immense Daoforce. His lifetime of cultivation was engraved within the three flowers. He gently picked a single petal. It looked fragile, as though it might crumble at any moment.

Yet when that petal drifted down...

With a deafening explosion, the Titan’s right foot shattered cleanly in half.

At the level of an Infinite Dao, severed limbs were trivial to regenerate. But the Mountain Titan True God found himself helpless. Shocked, he gasped. “How… how could this be?!”

He circulated all his strength, twisting the void and trying to heal his right leg. But another rule force blocked every attempt.

“What did you do!?” he demanded.

The True Martial Progenitor did not answer.

Instead, the Heavenly Court’s Heaven-Crown Celestial God spoke, “The first step of the Infinite Dao realm is called Dao Fruit stage. Beyond that come the Three Blossoms stage. A Dao Fruit Infinite Dao cultivator who has gathered the Three Blossoms has reached the realm where even ten thousand edicts cannot touch him, and all paths are obstructed. The wounds he inflicts upon you will never heal.”

“So this is the Three Blossoms stage…” an Infinite Dao cultivator murmured. Though they were all Infinite Dao, there were clear differences in strength. In the first war against the True Martial Sacred Ground, the True Martial Progenitor had not been this powerful, he had even needed to retreat before them. Yet in such a short time, he had grown to this level.

“As I said, without the Immortal Lord and Holy Progenitor of your Heavenly Court, the rest of you are nothing but ants.” The True Martial Progenitor waved his hand, and endless Primordial Edicts surged around him.

“The Primordial Edict Ocean!” someone cried out. Though Infinite Dao cultivators could all use Primordial Edicts, the quantity they could wield had limits. No one expected the True Martial Progenitor to draw so much from heaven and earth, almost enough to form a vast ocean.

“Everyone, join forces,” the Supreme Ascendant commanded. He raised his hand, and natural edicts fell like endless strands. This Great Beyond, barren and lifeless moments before, now sprouted countless plants. Towering trees rose, each like an ancient giant. With hundreds of giants behind him, the Supreme Ascendant sought to encircle the True Martial Progenitor.

The Infinite Daos of the True Martial Sacred Ground wanted to intervene, but World-Weary stopped them. “I understand the Progenitor. He doesn’t want us to interfere. Just watch quietly. If he can’t handle these people, how can he talk of defying the heavens?”

Hearing this, the others agreed and remained on alert, ready to act if necessary.

As the natural edicts descended, the True Martial Progenitor gathered his Three Blossoms above his head. Streams of edicts burst forth like fountains. He stepped into the air, striding across the colossal treetops, raising a massive hand formed of pure edicts. With overwhelming power, he struck toward the Supreme Ascendant.

The blow was unstoppable, crushing everything in its path.

“Careful!” Infinite Dao cultivators of the Eight God-Clans shouted. The Samsara Dao Progenitor’s Infinite-Samsara God-Eyes emitted beams of samsara light. The Creation-Devouring God-King stepped forward, his Creation-Devouring God-Finger shattering all creation as it swallowed the void. The Heaven-Commanding True God tore at the massive hand with the force of heaven and earth. On the left and right, the Infernal-Creation Eternal-Canon and the Heaven-Unity Three-Life Gates both launched attacks.

When such destructive forces converged, when dozens of Infinite Daos attacked together, the scene resembled the end of the world. The heavens shook; the Great Beyond itself seemed ready to be overturned.

But as the True Martial Progenitor’s Three Blossoms bloomed, the colossal hand shattered everything.

One strike crushed the Infinite-Samsara God-Eyes.

One strike smashed Heaven-Earth Dharma-Codex.

Another strike destroyed the Creation-Devouring God-Finger.

…And so on.

With just a single strike, over a dozen Infinite Dao cultivators were pulverized, unable to maintain their forms. Heaven and earth cracked apart. The sight shook every heart.

One palm, enough to destroy the world, enough to obliterate countless Infinite Daos.

“So this is the power of the Three Blossoms stage of Infinite Dao…” someone whispered.

As the palm descended, even though the Infinite Dao cultivators tried to block it, it was useless. The Supreme Ascendant was slammed from the heavens and crashed toward the earth. The True Martial Progenitor did not pause, he struck again, slamming a palm toward the Heaven-Crown Celestial Domain.

“Your Heavenly Court grows more brazen by the day, interfering in everything.”

The palm fell. The Heaven-Crown Celestial God could not even defend. The Heaven-Crown Celestial Domain shattered. Cold sweat drenched him.

His True Fate erupted behind him as a colossal world-bearing giant rose from the earth, different from the Mountain Titan True God. This giant was his True Fate itself, appearing to hold up the firmament. Stars swirled; its head shone like the sun; its eyes glimmered like stars; its ears curved like crescent moons. Its body was immeasurably vast. Streams of destruction surged from it.