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Destroyer of the Dao

The Divine Dao has manipulated the universe for eons, enforcing cycles of rebirth and ruin to prevent a prophesied threat. This celestial tyranny ignores the lives of trillions, all to stop a single man from the lower realm. Jhi Chen is that man. Armed with a blade capable of piercing the heavens and splitting the earth, he declares war on the heavens. Whether facing gods, demons, or the Dao itself, Jhi Chen vows to bring justice to all living beings by destroying the very fabric of the established order.
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Chapter 6

: The Legacy of the Galaxies

"Qilin Totem Galaxy, is that very far? I've never heard of it," Jhi Chen said.

"Indeed, it is very far from your current location. It's not a distance between worlds, but a distance between galaxies. In your galaxy, there are four million three hundred thousand worlds, and all are controlled by twenty stars. Those twenty stars are controlled by the galaxy ruler. Whereas your galaxy is named Eternal Gu Ying Galaxy. Because the Gu clan is the ruler of the galaxy, they named this galaxy according to their clan. As for the name 'Ying,' it is taken from a figure named Gu Ying Ho. He is the strongest person in the Gu clan, as well as the head of the Gu clan and the head of this galaxy."

Then, Yan Saotian smiled slightly, he saw Jhi Chen's innocent face still needed information. This slightly tickled his interest, he had never felt excited talking to a small child like Jhi Chen.

"Why didn't I mention the dynasty to you? Because there are billions of dynasties in your galaxy, so it would take a lot of time to tell you," he said.

Then Yan Saotian's gaze turned slightly serious. "Hmmm... actually your galaxy once ruled this vast martial world. But at that time it wasn't called Eternal Gu Ying Galaxy, but Sacred Sun Star Galaxy. The Sun Star clan led your galaxy for a very long time, about sixty thousand years. At that time the Sun Star clan controlled the entire world, even the entire galaxy. The fame of the Sun Star clan exceeded the current Jhi clan which is recognized as the strongest clan in the vast martial world."

"Jhi Clan?" Jhi Chen asked.

"That's right, Jhi Clan, but I don't need to explain too much, but I will give the reason why the Jhi Clan is considered weaker than the Sun Star Clan. The reason is, because the Jhi clan has never subdued other galaxies. However, why is the Jhi clan called the strongest clan in the nine galaxies? That's because someone once provoked the Jhi clan. They were the Jiang clan, the ruler of the Demon Galaxy. The Jhi clan only sent two people to fight the entire Jiang clan which numbered more than 130 million people. However, those two people managed to wipe out the entire Jiang clan without leaving a single person alive."

When Yan Saotian mentioned this, his body trembled, his eyes showed deep fear. How could it not? With only two people, they could wipe out the ruler of a galaxy full of strong experts.

"Those two people, one is Jhi Ming, the current head of the Jhi clan. And the other is Jhi Tian, the strongest genius ever born in the Jhi clan."

When Yan Saotian mentioned the name Jhi Tian, he greatly admired him. That respect was clearly visible on his face.

"Kid, I've talked a lot today. Maybe it's because I can live again after being sure I was going to die. I will leave now. Hopefully we will meet again in the future."

When Yan Saotian was about to leave, he stopped suddenly.

"Kid, I forgot. I haven't asked your name yet. What's your name?"

"Senior, my name is Jhi Chen."

"Jhi Chen..." Yan Saotian muttered in his heart. "Is this child from the Jhi clan? Impossible. It's impossible for there to be a member of the Jhi clan in this desolate area. He also said earlier that his mother is a physician who treats royal people. It's impossible for a Jhi clan member to do that. So maybe it's just a coincidence that the name is the same."

Yan Saotian smiled slightly. "Jhi Chen, this old man bids farewell. Hopefully fate will bring us together again."

Then Yan Saotian flew into the sky and disappeared. Actually, he wanted to take Jhi Chen to be raised, but there were many things he had to take care of so he didn't have time to take care of Jhi Chen.

When Yan Saotian disappeared, Jhi Chen smiled faintly.

"I didn't expect my father to be that strong. Father, what mission are you doing? So that you left me and mother. I have to work harder so I can meet my father. With my current strength, I'm not strong enough yet. With rank six Martial Ancestor, I thought I was strong, it turns out I can't even withstand just the intention to kill. How annoying."

If Yan Saotian heard Jhi Chen's words, maybe he would have vomited blood. There was a three-year-old child saying he was weak, and comparing himself to him, maybe Yan Saotian would jump to his death.

How old was Jhi Chen? Only three years old. Whereas Yan Saotian's age was already eighteen thousand years.

Maybe only Jhi Chen, a three-year-old boy with a rank six Martial Ancestor cultivation, felt weak.

After Yan Saotian left, a small ape came out of Jhi Chen's beast pouch. He was surprised there was a treasure that could accommodate living beasts, even inside they could cultivate. Not only that, he could know the outside situation, whereas from the outside he couldn't see inside.

"Lord is really great. What kind of treasure is this? I've never seen it," the ape said with full of surprise.

"This is a beast pouch. It can accommodate a hundred wild beasts like you. But if there are too many, the energy is not enough for your cultivation. If you are alone, it can accelerate your cultivation. This treasure doesn't exist in our dynasty. This is a treasure that my father gave before he left."

The little ape remembered Yan Saotian's words mentioning the Jhi clan was very strong.

"Lord, is your father from the Jhi clan?"

The little ape was sure his master was not a native of this dynasty. Where is there a newborn child, but his strength is more terrible than the ruler of the dynasty.

Jhi Chen didn't answer, he only smiled.

"Ape, let's go home. I've been out for too long, I'm afraid my mother is worried."

Then Jhi Chen flew home. Because this forest was still far from his village, Jhi Chen didn't run. With his strength, no one in this dynasty could see him, unless there was an expert from outside the world.

When Jhi Chen left, the air rippled. A beautiful figure stood in the air. It turned out that Jhi Chen had always been watched, she always followed him from the shadows.

"My husband, you have to believe in our child. Our child has grown and his character is very good."

That woman was Jhi Chen's mother, Mu Xiao’er. She stared in the direction Yan Saotian left.

"Luckily your character is good, not playing behind my child's back. If you dare to betray Chen’er, not only you will die, but the Qilin clan will also be completely destroyed, like the Demon clan."

Mu Xiao’er trembled then disappeared completely, without leaving a trace.

Arriving at home, Jhi Chen opened the door.

"Mother, I'm home."

Mu Xiao’er was seen cooking.

"My child just came home after playing all day. Must be tired. Take a bath first, mother has prepared warm water. After that eat, mother cooked delicious food. You must like it."

"Mother's cooking is always delicious. There is nothing that is not delicious. I will take a bath soon."

After finishing bathing, Jhi Chen sat at the dining table.

"Mother, what kind of meat is this? It looks different from usual."

"This is buffalo meat, a rank four sacred beast. Equivalent to a human rank eight Martial Ancestor. Earlier a star envoy visited our dynasty. His child had a congenital disease that always tormented him. Mother was asked to treat that child. Luckily mother knew how, and the child recovered. As a token of gratitude, mother was given many gifts. One of them is this meat. Come on, eat quickly," Mu Xiao'er said with a gentle face.

The little ape swallowed his saliva, really wanting to taste that sacred meat. But he didn't dare to speak, afraid his master would be angry. He only wiped his lips because his saliva kept dripping.

Jhi Chen saw that with his spiritual power then smiled.

"Mother, I brought a friend. Is it okay if he joins us?"

Mu Xiao’er smiled faintly. "Of course it's okay."

"Ape, come out."

When Jhi Chen called, the little ape immediately came out excitedly.

"Little one, meet my master."

"I told you there's no need to be too polite. Mother, this is my friend, Krisik Ape. He is a rank eight wild beast."

"Good ape, let's eat," Mu Xiao’er said.

When the meat entered Jhi Chen's mouth, he was immediately excited. The meat was not only delicious, but full of energy.

Jhi Chen ate heartily, so did the little ape, until not a single bit was left.

"Mother, sorry I ate too much. This is really delicious."

"It's okay, mother still has a lot of supplies."

"Really?"

"Of course. When has mother ever lied to Chen’er? You have to hurry up and practice. That will greatly help your training."

"Mother, I know. I will practice diligently."

After Jhi Chen left, Mu Xiao’er smiled.

"This is not just rank four sacred beast meat. The water to boil it is the Sacred Argaria Spring. That's more valuable than a rank four sacred beast."

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