the ginger cloud in the air: "These beasts dare to hurt my son, I want their lives!"Gingercloud didn't speak again, but instead waved her sleeve and brought out the Unflaming Puppet Lamp. She drew in...When Jiang Yun was unconscious, he tried his best to see clearly the person who spoke because he recognized the voice as similar to Dao Wu Ming!

When he strained every muscle to open his eyes, though all he saw was a blurry figure, he could be absolutely sure that it was Dao Wuming!

For the nameless path, Jiang Yun's heart was filled with extremely complex emotions.

Because according to the clues he had already gathered, Dao Wuming had a high probability of being Jiang Yun's father, and Jiang Yun himself always believed so.

But after meeting Dao Wuming, the other party not only didn't recognize him at all, but also, because of Dao Tianyun's death, attacked Jiang Yun mercilessly.

This also made Jiang Yun's heart truly turn cold, even falling into a frenzied state, willing to die together with the other party.

As a result, Ginger Cloud not only didn't die, but was also brought into this world by the powerful soul within his body.

This realm, named Nameless!

When Jiang Yun learned the name of this world, he had once wondered if this world was related to Dao Wuming.

However, even though he had suspicions, he didn't deliberately seek out evidence because he didn't want any further connection or entanglement with Dao Wuming.

But the vague figure's actions, as well as the unknown power surging within him at this moment, and the words left by the other party, finally made Jiang Yun understand that his suspicions were correct.

This world is not only related to Dao Wu Ming, but it even belongs to the world of Dao Wu Ming.

Or perhaps it is a nameless path that countless years ago, was already arranged by him for himself, a refuge.

That blurry figure could not possibly be the real Dao Wu Ming, but rather his avatar, perhaps even a manifestation of his spiritual essence.

As for why that powerful soul would bring itself to this nameless world of Tao, it certainly couldn't be a coincidence.

Either he knew Dao Wuming before, or when Dao Wuming was about to kill him, they reached some kind of agreement and he deliberately brought himself here.

That is to say, from the moment Dao Wuming arrived in this nameless desolate world, he already knew and was constantly watching over him.

Even... protecting himself.

Jiang Yun once captured two cultivators of the Dao, and through searching their souls, he learned that the current Dao Sovereign had issued an order, dispatching a large number of cultivators to search for his whereabouts.

Even though the unknown desolate realm is unremarkable, the sheer number of cultivators seeking themselves guarantees that many will discover this nameless wasteland.

Strangely, besides those two cultivators of the Daoist path, no other cultivator entered this nameless desolate realm in these nine years.

Before, Ginger Cloud hadn't thought much about it, but now that she thinks about it, she naturally understands that this was Dao Wuming deliberately protecting himself and preventing outsiders from entering.

And the reason for letting those two cultivators in was probably just to learn how they understood Dao nature.

Finally, Dao Wuming appeared to help himself resist the attacks of Dao Zun's fingers, and even bestowed upon himself such a magical power.

Even, he did all this, originally didn't want to let himself know.

If he had not forcefully opened his eyes at the last moment, he would probably never have known the truth.

These thoughts flashed through Jiang Yun's mind like lightning, leaving him feeling a mixture of emotions once again.

"You killed me once, but protected me for nine years. You saved me once, and even gave me this power. Between us..."

Jiang Yun's words came to an abrupt halt, and he was unable to continue.

If Dao Wu Ming were not one's father, then the relationship between them would be one of mutual debts canceled out, owing nothing to each other.

If he really was his own father, then the relationship between them would be far more complex than just simple love and hate.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yun forcefully pushed all the thoughts in his mind aside, calming his mind and focusing all his attention on the power within his body.

This power, whether called assimilation or imitation, Jiang Yun knew clearly in his heart. It belonged to the power of the Annihilation Domain!

Abandoning the cultivation of Tao, they only focus on cultivating all kinds of strange and inconceivable powers.

To date, Jiang Yun has come into contact with twelve powers originating from the Void Realm. These are the Nine Clans' power, the Power of Nothingness, the Moon Spirit Fire, and this assimilation power.

Besides the power of the Ghostly Beast Realm, which he hadn't mastered yet, and the specific power of the Moon Spirit Fire, which he didn't know about, he had already obtained the remaining ten kinds of power.

Therefore, although this assimilative power was his first encounter with it, he did not feel at all strange about it.

The power of the annihilation domain, outsiders wanting to master it, must have a medium, something like a bait.

This kind of thing, it's either a tattoo or an imprint.

For example, there are the desolate tribe's Desolate Patterns, the reincarnation tribe's Reincarnation Mark, and the demon tribe's Demon Marks.

Assimilation power, too, requires the mark of assimilation first.

This kind of mark, Jiang Yun had already sensed it on his own brow.

According to Gingercloud's thoughts, it should be Dao Wuming who branded himself after he fell into a coma.

But in fact, he didn't know that this mark was quietly left behind when Dao Wuming, in order to understand what he was confused about, integrated himself into him while he was sitting atop the mountain, lost in the confusion of Dao.

With this mark of assimilation, it naturally becomes much easier to master the power of assimilation.

The power of assimilation, the feeling it gives to Jiang Yun, is actually similar to a divine consciousness.

However, this power is more precise than divine sense.

Under the influence of this power, everything can be completely broken down and assimilated into a simple pattern.

At first, when Ginger Cloud just started practicing magic, he didn't understand the difference between techniques, methods, magical arts, and Taoist arts.

Later, the elder of the Xue clan gave him a simple explanation, making him understand that "techniques" are points, "spells" are lines, and "the Dao" is the surface.

No matter how big a piece of noodles is, it is composed of countless dots.

Taoism, in fact, is still composed of various kinds of arts.

The process of a cultivator practicing various arts is a gradual progression from point to line, and from line to surface.

But this power of integration actually works in reverse. It divides everything from surface to line, and then from line to point.

If you master all the points that constitute a thing, and then arrange these points in the same order and pattern, combining them into a homologous pattern, and draw it onto another thing, then you can make the two things completely homogeneous!

The entire process is like tracing in painting. Based on the basic structure of something, you draw an identical thing.

This assimilation has two effects. One is that it causes this thing to become something else in the eyes of others and within their divine consciousness.

And another function is to merge one thing into another!

Of course, there are even deeper applications, which is to truly and completely change the form of something, that is, the ultimate manifestation of assimilation power.

For example, it can transform an ordinary person, from the inside out, from their soul to their cultivation level, into a completely different individual.

While under the assimilation state, unless someone is able to perceive those patterns of assimilation, there is no way to detect any abnormalities at all.

Having understood the power of this assimilation, Jiang Yun couldn't help but marvel at its wonder. He once again realized what Xu had said back then: the power to destroy domains far surpassed the power of the Great Dao, and it wasn't an exaggeration at all.

"Assimilation!"

As the four words emerged in his mind, Jiang Yun closed his eyes.

An intangible force began to spread toward this nameless wasteland that was crumbling apart.

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