He could escape no further, retreat no more, not even to the Abyss.

He could only flee, into the Void, constantly delving deeper, constantly scurrying away.

Only here, no one would risk getting lost to hunt him down.

And then, he got lost.

He could no longer find the way back. All the Dao Marks he secretly left had been destroyed. He was not dead, but he could never return.

He could only be endlessly lost in the dangerous and desolate Void, waiting for the day he would completely perish.

When he had completely given up, suddenly one day, he felt guidance.

He followed the guidance, traversing the Void, arriving at the edge of a cliff in the Void.

He saw a Faceless Man.

The Faceless Man looked at him and slowly spoke.

"I give you a chance to live, a chance to advance to the Tenth Tier, or even the Eleventh Tier.

In return, you must lose your face and stand guard here.

Are you willing?"

The Blazing Fire Sect Master, who had been lost for an unknown amount of time, in the face of the allure of the Tenth Tier, had no reason not to be willing.

"I cannot refuse, but I need to know why?"

"I am dying, my lifespan spent. All the power I left behind, everything, is yours.

But there is also the duty of guarding the Dao. If you accept, you must stand guard for enough time, doing what I have left unfinished.

Then you will understand, reaching the Tenth Tier is merely the simplest thing.

You cannot advance to the Tenth Tier, not because of you, but because of the world.

The broken world is no longer sufficient for you to break through the limits."

Then, the old body of the Wig White Water Egg slowly withered, clearly dying from exhausted lifespan.

Afterwards, all the power left by him poured into the body of the Blazing Fire Sect Master.

He stood at the cliff's edge and also became a Wig White Water Egg.

Continuing the unfinished tasks.

As the face shattered, all the images dissipated.

And then another new face flew over and landed on the face of the Wig White Water Egg.

That face was also slowly shattering, constantly consuming the force of backlash.

At the same time, the past carried by this face also began to shatter and emerge.

Unlike that Blazing Fire Sect Master, he was a pure cultivator, striving all his life to ascend the limits.

But at the Ninth Tier Peak, stuck for two thousand years without any progress, he once dreamed, and someone told him.

The world was broken, the limit is the Ninth Tier Peak, here it is absolutely impossible to advance.

To advance, you must go to a broader world, to the Void, where there is an opportunity to reach the Tenth Tier.

Then, he went into the Void, inheriting the identity of the Wig White Water Egg from the previous Wig White Water Egg.

One after another, dozens in succession.

The speculation Yu Ziqing once had was confirmed.

The Wig White Water Egg he encountered was once human and recently transformed into a Wig White Water Egg just within a few thousand years.

Unfortunately, they were all wrong. Becoming a Faceless Man requires a sacrifice.

And the cost is that they probably don't even remember who they were.

As he traced further back, Yu Ziqing keenly noticed that the later the Wig White Water Egg, the stronger the power.

Up to twenty or thirty Wig White Water Eggs ago, the power only just reached the Tenth Tier.

When tracing further back, finally, the strength of the Wig White Water Egg was not even at the Tenth Tier.

This level of face could no longer withstand the terrible force of backlash.

One face after another shattered, eventually, a vast and majestic power revived.

The body was reformed, a haggard, chicken skin-like entity, an elder without a face.

The elder extended a hand, and at that moment, the stars within the Void all appeared to light up.

"Light."

A low voice commanded, the Void brightly illuminated, colliding the galaxy formed by light and backlash forces together.

In the Void, ripples spread out, sweeping in all directions.

When Yu Ziqing saw the opponent's faceless face, the memory of the Divine King's face in his mind began to become blurry.

"Divine King."

Yu Ziqing's eyes, burning with Blood Flame, slightly drooped.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing understood, completely understood.

Whether it was the White Water Egg or the Wig White Water Egg, they were indeed related to the former Divine King, and directly so.

This cunning thing, back when facing Shi, was schemed like a dog, pitifully trapped.

A Divine King, in its weakest, seemed to have fallen to the Ninth Tier.

With such strength, given the might of the human race back then, any prominent figure could easily press him to the ground.

Therefore, he might have faked his death and completely disappeared.

As to what happened in between, Yu Ziqing wasn't clear.

But judging from the results, this guy lured the human race to inherit his power.

However, turning into a Faceless Man meant that the one inheriting the power wouldn't remember the past, their wills altered.

Turning into agents, leveling up for him.

Yet the human race happened to have lifespans limited, each lifespan exhausted, requiring a new successor.

Continuing to inherit the role of Wig White Water Egg, continuing to grind levels.

Countless years passed, consuming dozens of Ninth Tier Peaks of the human race, finally leveling up the Wig White Water Egg.

And the Divine King didn't need to do anything, only needed to vanish and wait silently.

His power, his rank, had set everything from the onset, all successors would only act according to his predetermined direction.

At the same time, it also depleted the peak human power.

Know this, even now, the structure of the Ninth Tier Strong is a pyramid shape.

Most are at the First Tribulation, fewer at the Second Tribulation, and fewer still at the Third Tribulation, only a few at the Ninth Tier Peak qualified to challenge the Tenth Tier.

Now, adding up all the Ninth Tier Peaks in the world, including those hidden, probably doesn't even reach half the number consumed here.

Before, reading the records, Yu Ziqing could still see the unvanished face of the Divine King.

He previously thought that the Divine King had already died.

The great figures of the past might have also thought the Divine King had completely disappeared, slowly fading away.

Even if there were doubts, they wouldn't find the Divine King.

Now, Yu Ziqing understood everything.

He even suspected if everything that happened in Dadui, cutting off the Tenth Tier path, was pre-set by this very plan.

Erasing the name of Shi, the name of Wen Jun, even other Jun names.

He could spend an unimaginably long time, which even the strongest of the human race couldn't bear, waiting for this plan to unfold.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes, no longer looking at the Divine King.

He now became soberly aware again that it wasn't the Divine King who was brain-dead, but that Shi, who schemed the Divine King into a dog back then, was simply too strong, forcing him step by step into a trap.