The Progenitor Realm!

At this moment, Yang Ye’s aura was riding steadily, and his aura wasn’t that of a Sage anymore. It was the aura of a progenitor!

The Dao!

Yang Ye had determined his path. What path? A path of slaughter!

The countless vengeful spirits hadn’t been able to crush Yang Ye. Their experiences hadn’t just been incapable of causing pain to him, they had helped him steel his Dao Heart.

Unexpectedly, it wasn’t his heart toward the Sword Dao, it was his heart of the Slaughter Dao!

The Slaughter Dao!

Yang Ye had his own views of this world, and he was even more certain of his thoughts—the weak are lowly like dogs during chaotic times!

The way he chose to resolve all of it is to kill, kill until the end!

He had been at the peak of the Sage Realm, and this clarity of thought allowed his Dao to grow!

Once Yang Ye attained the Progenitor Realm, those vengeful spirits suddenly converged on him, and then they surged into his palm.

“Impossible!” Ghost Asura frowned slightly and...