Chapter 2345 Unparalleled Brilliance, All Paths Submit

Dressed in white, Chen Qingyuan stood atop the Abyss of Reincarnation, exuding an aura of dominance that made all the emperors present pale in comparison.

He was a true uncrowned king, standing proudly at the pinnacle, capable of intimidating even the greatest emperors.

His eyes carried an indescribable ancient and profound charm; even an emperor would feel a sense of unease, as if peering into an endless abyss, when he looked into them.

His appearance and demeanor are deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

Over the years, Chen Qingyuan has been trying to comprehend his own path. Although the progress has been slow, he is still moving forward.

Reading the historical records of the ancient gods, conversing with the emperors, and learning about the rules and history of other cosmic realms allowed Chen Qingyuan to see many sights, broaden his experience, and gain insights.

The abyss beneath my feet seems to ripple with a long river of history that stretches to the end of time, encircling countless bright stars, with glimpses of chaotic laws flashing by from time to time, as if hiding something mysterious and unknown.

Chen Qingyuan originally wanted to accumulate more experience over time, but without demonstrating his own strength, it would be difficult to invite Fan Chen over for a chat.

Since he was going to make a move, there was no need to waste time probing and testing; he immediately used his full strength, revealing his unparalleled prowess.

"A lot is missing."

With this palm strike, Chen Qingyuan incorporated the Daoist principles he had comprehended. At the moment of striking, he could clearly sense that the Dao Fruit he had unleashed was flawed.

If we compare Chen Qingyuan's Dao to a tree, then he has only comprehended a root and stem, and has not yet sprouted. There is still a long way to go before he can fully grasp the Dao.

However, the root that was discovered is of extraordinary significance and has far-reaching influence.

Creating something from scratch is the most difficult part.

At least Chen Qingyuan has a direction and has deduced a preliminary plan. As long as he persists, he has a chance to succeed.

His posture was as upright as a jade pillar, and his eyes held a yin and yang shimmering within them.

Having sorted out her jumbled thoughts, she fixed her gaze on Fan Chen in the distance.

Chen Qingyuan now only wants to discuss philosophy and philosophy with guests from all walks of life over wine, and he has no desire to escalate the conflict to the point of no return. There is simply no need for that.

After all, the other party is a Dao-proving Emperor who has swept across a vast world; we should at least consider their reputation.

Wow!

Chen Qingyuan raised his left hand and lightly waved his sleeve.

A gentle breeze blew towards Fan Chen, sweeping away the binding force on his body.

The giant hand that had been hovering above Fan Chen's head then disintegrated.

The pressure vanished instantly, and Fan Chen felt as if he were a wild beast breaking free of its cage, regaining his freedom and feeling extremely comfortable. He was shirtless, and his bronze skin was remarkably smooth, undoubtedly the result of countless hours of training.

The lingering force of the palm strike remained in certain parts of his body, leaving his skin torn and blood flowing out.

Fan Chen, carrying a slightly damaged spiked club, his eyes bloodshot and panting heavily, stared intently at Chen Qingyuan, his gaze filled with both anger and a hint of fear that was barely perceptible to others.

He knew very well that if Chen Qingyuan intended to kill him, he would have a hard time leaving this place alive.

His thoughts at this moment were very similar to Lu Hansheng's back then. He believed that Chen Qingyuan was an extremely terrifying Great Emperor who deliberately pretended to be a Quasi-Emperor, playing dumb to satisfy his personal fetish.

Just now, to withstand the enormous, domineering hand, Fan Chen had been holding his breath. Now, with the pressure suddenly reduced, his chest heaved with blood and qi, and he couldn't help but cough, expelling a wisp of thick blood: "Cough..."

It's such a pity that he has to die and disappear before he can even see the path to immortality!

Fan Chen knew that no matter how much he struggled, it wouldn't have any real effect, but he was proud and unwilling to submit.

"It's nothing but death, what is there to fear?"

If he were truly afraid of death, Fan Chen wouldn't have spent so many years crossing the endless sea of ​​boundaries to reach the Divine Continent.

The newly enlightened elites have all fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They have not yet been eroded by the laws of time, their vigor remains undiminished, and their imperial might is at its peak.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me for any offense I may have caused."

Chen Qingyuan bowed respectfully. With each word he uttered, extraordinary Daoist runes flickered in the starry sky. Although they were not Imperial Dao Mystic Runes, the profound charm they contained was no less than that of the True Meaning of Imperial Law.

The starry sky trembled slightly, and all paths submitted.

Above the Abyss of Reincarnation, tens of thousands of Great Dao Green Lotuses bloomed.

Each blue lotus contains a vast and boundless Daoist essence. If a cultivator in the world can comprehend even a single lotus leaf, it is an unparalleled blessing, and their path of cultivation will be unobstructed, leading directly to the pinnacle of the Divine Bridge.

It's easy to imagine the heights Chen Qingyuan has reached.

His understanding of the Great Dao far surpasses what ordinary people can imagine. Even emperors are far inferior to him.

When one speaks the truth, the Great Way responds.

Upon seeing this scene, Fan Chen further convinced himself that Chen Qingyuan was an unparalleled emperor with some kind of fetish. His soul trembled uncontrollably, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his right hand held a spiked club.

Although he knew very well that he was no match for Chen Qingyuan, holding the spiked club tightly gave him a sense of security and a bit of comfort.

Lu Hansheng, Ye Liujun, Rong Che, and Shen Wuyun were all stunned as they gazed at the countless Daoist scriptures and the scene of the Great Abyss of Reincarnation.

They stared wide-eyed, speechless with shock, as if they were seeing Chen Qingyuan for the first time.

Such a sight is astonishing and shocking.

"Your Excellency is all-powerful; please speak plainly about what you wish to do. There is no need to hide anything."

Fan Chen focused his mind and tried his best to remain calm. With a solemn expression, he raised his voice and shouted.

"I have no ill intentions toward you, fellow Daoist. I only wish to invite you to drink wine and discuss the Dao, to get to know each other better, and to broaden our experience."

Chen Qingyuan spoke frankly about his intentions.

"Discussing philosophy over wine?"

Fan Chen looked astonished, paused slightly, and strongly doubted that he had misheard.

Chen Qingyuan gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

Having confirmed that it wasn't a hallucination, Fan Chen fell silent.

Is it reasonable to make such a big fuss just for a discussion?

Fan Chen lowered his eyes in thought, somewhat speechless.

If you have such ability, you should just invite me directly. Why resort to repeated verbal insults and bring things to this point?

If you were to demonstrate even a little of the Emperor's might, how could I possibly refuse?

Fan Chen kept complaining in his heart, but dared not show it on the surface.

He wasn't afraid of death, but if there was no need to die, he wouldn't deliberately seek his own demise.

"I am delighted to receive your invitation."

After thinking it over again, Fan Chen agreed.

If the other party truly harbors malicious intentions, they can be suppressed with forceful measures, without resorting to roundabout methods. Of course, if the other party has a penchant for toying with others, that's a different story.

It was obvious that Fan Chen had no other choice.

"please!"

Chen Qingyuan smiled and nodded, pointing to a spot where a banquet had already been set up, just waiting for the distinguished guests to take their seats.

Having prepared himself mentally, Fan Chen headed in the direction Chen Qingyuan had indicated.

After taking only a few steps, the space in front of them suddenly collapsed without warning.