Watching the crimson numbers atop the heads of countless demons below flicker wildly, Ye Yu felt an overwhelming astonishment.
Originally, he had planned merely to “preach the Dao,” but in truth intended only to perform the “Effects Dao.” Following the principle that the highest art is that which the masses cannot comprehend, he need only speak a casual phrase and allow these demons to fill in the rest themselves. After all, over ten thousand demons were present. By probability alone, a handful should be geniuses. If even one of those geniuses achieved sudden enlightenment, it would prove the success of his preaching. Those who failed to understand would only blame their own insufficient aptitude—after all, why should others grow strong while they remained stagnant? Under such circumstances, their submission values would surely soar.
Yet reality diverged completely from his expectations. First, the so-called “Effects Dao” talents of true powerhouses seemed especially generous, with spectacular visuals to match. With such flashy displays, who could fail to be dazzled? Second, were these demons’ talents unexpectedly high, or did his single utterance truly harbor unique magic? So many had broken through—an outright miracle! But the exact mechanism remained a mystery, and Ye Yu did not intend to dwell on it. His sole thought was to seize all of the explosive submission points and see how much cultivation he could exchange them for.
At the wave of his will, the submission values above every demon’s head began to swirl and converge on Ye Yu. Those dense, flickering digits were the finest reward in his eyes. Soon, the grand total was tallied: 3.7 trillion points. This colossal sum filled Ye Yu with pride, and he immediately began to convert them into cultivation.
The next instant, his realm surged upward: Late Xuan Demon Realm, Xuan Demon Realm Apex... after but two breaths of time, his strength stabilized at Half-Step Emperor Realm!
“Is this the limit?” Ye Yu wondered—and felt it was not. The reason he had not fully entered the Emperor Realm was that he had not yet chosen his own Great Dao! Very well, he would forge one now.
Ye Yu slowly closed his eyes, as though entering sudden realization. At this gesture, all prior special effects shattered: Fortune Dragon, Fiery Phoenix, even the demon-god phantasm dispersed. The demons around him stood stunned. What was happening? Why had the world returned to calm? Could it be that this terrifying existence was conveying one simple truth: the Great Dao is simplicity? True masters were indeed lofty!
Yet Dan Caoqing and Pan Yuanxing did not believe so. They sensed acutely that Ye Yu at this moment was far stronger than before. It could not be mere simplicity of Dao! But what was he doing?
As they pondered, a beam of light fell from the gloomy sky and exploded behind Ye Yu, illuminating the firmament. Immediately, a terrible demon-god phantasm appeared on the heavens. Though smaller than the previous colossal form, its aura far surpassed it. Its hands stood before it like pillars of swords—utterly majestic. Yet astonishingly, its visage was shrouded in mist, impossible to discern.

Yes—this was the Great Dao Ye Yu chose in this dream realm: the Effects Dao! By his will, he could manifest dazzling effects to assault others. Naturally, their power could not be absurdly overwhelming, but within the same realm he could claim “unmatched” at ease.

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