Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

["Emperor Xiao Ying..."]

[Huanji lifted her head, her gaze intoxicated as she stared at the crimson figure on the throne. Her eyes sparkled with a fervent light.]

[Her body trembled slightly, every inch of her skin responding to that invisible pressure and allure. Her cheeks flushed, her breathing turned rapid, her chest heaving intensely.]

[Huanji’s lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to call out something, but no sound came out. She had no choice but to let that fervent emotion rampage within her, pushing her towards ultimate ecstasy and submission.]

["This feeling..."]

[Huanji’s mind went blank, leaving only that crimson figure engraved in the depths of her soul like a brand.]

[She knew that this man before her was destined to become the ruler of the universe.]

[Only one insane thought remained in her mind—if she could just engage in dual cultivation with Xiao Ying, she would undoubtedly step into that legendary Realm of Bliss!]

[That is the supreme mental realm in the heritage of the Illusory Sound Dragon clan, a journey of soul ascension. Once reaching that realm, her ability would no longer be confined to theft and concealment, but she would be able to traverse all as a dragon.]

[She would no longer be the ridiculed and underestimated bottom-rank Demon Venerable, but the strongest in the universe, standing above all!]

["Dear Emperor, Huanji truly wants to possess you!!"]

[Her fingertips trembled lightly, wanting to touch that unattainable existence but not daring to desecrate it.]

[Xiao Ying’s cold gaze swept over, prompting Huanji to slightly bow her head, press her lips tightly, her long lashes quivering, hiding the ambition buried deep in her eyes.]

[Xiao Ying’s gaze lingered on her for a moment before indifferently moving away. He saw the fervor in Huanji’s eyes, but it was meaningless to him.]

[Whether it’s hatred, loyalty, or betrayal, these emotions of the weak are nothing but fleeting clouds in his eyes, as light as dust. In his heart, there was only one path—to become stronger, ever stronger.]

[His desire stemmed from the turmoil of his youth, when he was like an ant, his life and death beyond his control, his fate like a candle in the wind.]

[He was once "Bai Xiao," witnessing firsthand the vastness and cruelty of the universe. Behind the light of those stars, there lay endless darkness and slaughter.]

[Perhaps, deep down, a demon was embedded in his heart, for from the first day he practiced martial arts and ventured to the Surface Layer, destroying life came as naturally to him as breathing, without the slightest barrier.]

[Such is nature.]

[Since he couldn’t control his birth, and since the fate of the weak was like duckweed, he would use power to break all shackles. He wanted to become the strongest, strong enough to shatter every obstacle with one punch, strong enough to face the mysteries and challenges of the universe.]

[Thus, he wanted to control the life between "life and death."]

[When he was "Bai Xiao," the binding identity had long wearied him. He intended to teach Jiu Yue, Yu Long, and Yu Yao to possess self-preservation power, and then find an excuse to exit the stage.]

[Until he heard from Bai Ze about the "Extreme Path Demon Dragon"—the existence that shook the universe with its power. Only then did a faint direction emerge in his heart.]

[Bai Ze reminded Xiao Ying.]

[All these years, he had been "going with the flow," passively accepting the good and bad of fate. When death arrived and he lost everything, he would regret it deeply and helplessly. What’s the use of curling up in a corner and crying like the weak?]

[Why shouldn’t he control this world? He wanted to turn passivity into "initiative."]

[The Ashen Envoy, the prophecy of salvation in the Box of Silence, the Primordial Gemstone, the Strongest in the Universe, the Dragon of the End... why did he return from death? Xiao Ying had witnessed too many inexplicable mysteries in the universe.]

[This feeling of being unable to control everything.]

[It was truly dreadful...]

[What he wanted was to surpass everyone and become that supreme existence.]

[He was still not strong enough.]

[Xiao Ying closed his eyes, silently digesting the insights of destruction from the "Extreme Path Demon Dragon."]

[Twelve years later.]

[The Chaos Layer, this once vast realm bustling with countless lives and noise, was now dead silent. Gun Remains Envoy Leidong and Demon Blade Envoy Moli strode over the shattered ground and returned.]

[At this moment, besides Xiao Ying and his Destruction Messenger, the Chaos Layer no longer had any living beings.]

[Xiao Ying became the lord of the Chaos Layer,]

[Killing the mighty Abyssal Dragon brought back the Power of Destruction, enabling the "Crimson Sun" to surpass Demon Emperor Tiamat.]

[Xiao Ying sat on the throne, crimson light bursting forth from behind him like an immense blood-red sun, engulfing the entire Chaos Layer in a scarlet radiance.]

["I, Blood Lotus Demon Venerable, Xiao Ying."]

[Xiao Ying opened his eyes, communing with the Demon Abyss Will, "Here—I offer the entire Chaos Layer as a sacrifice..."]

["Little one, since you have become the lord and I have already submitted to become your armor, why exterminate them completely?" Tiamat’s voice came from the "Demon Dragon Armor."]

[Xiao Ying ignored Tiamat’s plea, gently raising his hand and flicking his fingertip. A piece of nail silently broke off, tracing a crimson trajectory in the air like a meteor falling to earth!]

["Bathed in the blood of all dragons amidst endless slaughter and destruction, devour the abyss, and tear apart chaos—"]

["Demon Dragon Envoy, be born."]

[The crimson light surged violently, like a raging torrent, completely engulfing the entire Chaos Layer.]

[Within the crimson light, all life, matter, and energy in the Chaos Layer were compressed and condensed, finally forming a black sphere. The sphere pulsated continuously, its surface riddled with scarlet cracks like molten lava.]