Chapter 212: This Time, Did You Feel It?

Walking through the boundless Chaos, you followed the Human Ancestor's guidance and once again found that Chaos Forbidden Zone shrouded in black mist.

Now your strength is infinitely close to the Ancient God.

When you stepped in here, your pressure was ten million times heavier than last time.

Until you entered the Human Ancestor's domain and returned once more to the green mountains and clear waters, the Human Ancestor was gentle, Sangyu was sound asleep, and everything was so tranquil and harmonious.

The Human Ancestor called softly, "Lin Chuan, you have come."

You said bitterly, "The ten thousand years are approaching; we are still a bit short of the final realm, and I have let you down."

"Child, you have already done well."

The Human Ancestor did not blame you.

They said, "This should have been my duty, yet it fell upon you and Sangyu; you both have done well, you are good children."

You asked gravely, "Human Ancestor, what is the situation now? Has the Ancient God been completely corrupted?"

"Hmm."

The Human Ancestor nodded, "I can feel the black mist reviving; it will soon rise again."

You were bewildered and said, "What should I do?"

At this moment, you felt somewhat lost.

Because you cannot even see through the Human Ancestor's domain, let alone know what the black mist truly is, you, representing the Human Race, walked that dark path.

You thought the end of the road would be a bright light.

Instead, a plateau shrouded in strange mist greeted you.

"Come here."

The Human Ancestor smiled, had you sit beside them, and immediately handed Sangyu over to you.

"What is this?" you asked, not understanding the Human Ancestor's meaning.

The Human Ancestor said, "You are still missing the final step; I will now manifest that final step for you, perhaps this is my last dance."

In an instant, the illusion dispersed.

You found yourself once again amid the boundless Chaos.

In front of you spread a terrifying black mist, vast and without beginning or end.

The black mist roiled as if to devour heaven, earth, sun, moon, and stars, delivering a tremendous shock to your heart.

You, before them, were as tiny as dust in the universe.

This scene's impact on you far surpassed the image once manifested within the Chaos Flower.

This is the truest fear!

Psychological expectations are merely inner fantasies; when confronting fear directly, you finally realize the colossal being you must face.

"Child, I do not wish you to endure such suffering."

"But at this moment, only by facing them can you defeat them."

"Behold! My Dao! The Dao of humanity!"

The Human Ancestor stepped into the black mist.

Their body was suffused with multicolored holy light, shielding against the black mist's erosion.

The black mist churned, nine figures struggled within it, their lifeless aura pressing toward the Human Ancestor to kill.

They were the nine great Ancient Gods that had been corrupted!

The Human Ancestor, with a single effort, opposed the nine great Ancient Gods.

Each move and form they unleashed carried Dao resonance that would give you unprecedented shock.

The Great Dao is simple.

In their hands, even the plainest techniques can wield the utmost power of all Myriad Ways.

On the raging river of years flowing toward the end of Chaos, the bridge yet uncast continues to extend.

You stepped onto the bridge, attempting to cross the river of years.

The surging waves blocked your steps, making each footfall difficult.

One more step forward and you could reach the other shore, yet you stood there like a helpless child, not knowing how to take that final step.

You can feel your power is infinitely close to the Ancient God, yet in understanding the Dao you are always one step short.

Looking again at the strange black mist, you recalled the scene manifested when the Chaos Flower withered.

The Ten Great Ancient Gods were all born from the collision of black mist and the Chaos Flower.

So, can you harness the power of the black mist?

Perhaps there is another path, but the time left for you is insufficient; you have little time to think.

"If I devour the black mist's power, can I then block its erosion?"

You hesitated.

Lin Chuan's primary consciousness fluctuated at this moment.

Hesitation?

No need to hesitate!

In his perspective, this is the only path; if he regrets further, the Human Ancestor will be defeated, and that would truly be the end.

By leveraging the black mist's power to ascend to the Immortal Realm, even if later devoured, at least time can be bought.

Only with time can miracles be created!

At this moment, Lin Chuan directly employed a 'Major Event Interaction Opportunity', forcefully intervening in the direction of the dream Reincarnation.

This was also the first Major Event Interaction Opportunity he used in the Ancient God Absolute Realm Reincarnation.

The time left for you is too little.

He chose a desperate gamble.

"Sword, come!"

Behind him, a massive Primordial Spirit Dharma Image wielded a sword, and countless red blood lotus blossoms bloomed around it.

"Blood lotus! Devour it!"

Taking advantage of the Human Ancestor's struggle against the Black Mist, he used demonic Dao power to forcibly split a clump of Black Mist, allowing countless blood lotuses to devour it.

Each blood lotus would draw a strand of the Black Mist's power.

He only felt as if the Sea of Awareness were being torn apart, while a voice raged with manic laughter in his mind.

He was drenched in cold sweat.

Sitting atop the Hua Hai, he saw the sea of vivid red blood lotus continuously changing color, shifting from red to black.

His consciousness was gradually becoming lost.

"Hold! You must hold!"

He could only steadfastly guard his mind and spirit; if the Black Mist corrupted him, he would be utterly defeated.

In front of him seemed to be a mirror.

His reflection in the mirror smiled at him, a bizarre grin; its whites gradually turned black, like a terrifying shadow covering his heart.

His consciousness grew increasingly hazy.

"Is it ending?"

He grew increasingly powerless, gradually wanting to give up, his will shattered, even entertaining the notion that victory was impossible.

A voice whispered in his ear that this Shi Jie should be devoured.

The crimson sea of blood lotus was completely engulfed by a black tide, and even the lotus throne beneath him was tainted black.

"Puff!"

A sharp pain surged in his chest as his reflection stepped out of the mirror, its hand like a black spike piercing his heart.

At that moment, his skin, his flesh, and his organs were all polluted by the Black Mist.

"Human Ancestor... I'm sorry!"

"I still couldn't manage it."

Ahead of him, the Human Ancestor single‑handedly faced nine corrupted Ancient Gods, already at a disadvantage.

He could see no hope left.

His will was shattered into fragments.

Sangyu's body slipped from his embrace, drifting farther away from him.

He poured all his effort into the final step, only to end up retaining nothing.

Dong dong! Dong dong!

At that moment, he again heard the sound of a heartbeat.

In the boundless Darkness, a shaft of white moonlight pierced through.

The Girl in White Dress stepped on the scattered moonlight and arrived beside him.

"Chuan."

"Chuan, let's get married!"

"Chuan, this time... did you feel my heart?"