Chapter 3117

That is to say, as long as one enters the Boundless, neither side has a way to retreat.

The Grand Shaman seemed to have made up his mind about something: "Perhaps this time, I can still help you a little, which would make up for my past regrets. Bring out the Great Vessel."

Sun Fuling reached out, and the Great Vessel appeared out of nowhere, hovering above her palm.

Before the Grand Shaman could speak, she asked first: "This time, do you have any cryptic words to give us?"

This old godman just loves speaking in riddles, vague and mysterious.

"This time, there really isn't any." The Grand Shaman also laughed, "The outcome of this battle decides humanity's future, with too many variables; even if I exhausted my knowledge of fate, I could not discern even a trace."

Sun Fuling fell silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, this is humanity's fate, and also the fate of countless beings—how could we calculate it with a snap of our fingers? If we were to ask He Lingchuan, he would only say that fate is inherently unfathomable."

"Fate is indeed unfathomable, but it always leaves us a thread of hope." The Grand Shaman spoke softly, "With hope comes opportunity."

"By the way, I still need to remind you. Once the Great Vessel becomes a boundary vessel capable of traversing the Boundless, it will be intolerable to heaven and earth. From now on, how you use it, you must be cautious."

"From now on?" Sun Fuling laughed, "Whether it tolerates me or not, we'll talk after the great battle ends."

To touch the laws of this realm—what a heaven-defying act! Heaven and earth not tolerating the Great Vessel means not tolerating Sun Fuling.

But this is trouble for later; we'll discuss it later.

For now, she must focus her spirit and use every ounce of strength in her hands to deal with the Lingxu Holy Sovereign!

"Wishing you luck." The Grand Shaman stretched, then yawned, "Ah, after being busy for three thousand years, I can finally rest."

"Good luck to you all." The great shaman stretched lazily, then yawned, "Ah, I've been busy for three thousand years—finally I can rest."

The future? Leave it to those who come after.

Having said that, he turned into a strand of yellow light and flew into the Great Vessel.

At the place where he stood, something light drifted down to the ground.

The moonlight illuminated the ground brightly. Sun Fuling lowered her head and saw that it was also a leaf, but the leaf was withered yellow, dry and curled at the edges, having lost its original verdant luster.

She wanted to reach out and pick up the leaf. But as soon as her hand touched the leaf, it crumbled and then slowly vanished into the moonlight, leaving nothing behind.

For three thousand years, it had carried a trace of the ancient true immortal's avatar. Now the remnant of that avatar had entered the Great Vessel, and it too had fulfilled its mission and thus dissipated.

Sun Fuling then bowed before the moonlight, bending her body to the ground.

The world has never lacked heroes—there are those like He Lingchuan and her, who strive forward, holding high the banner against the heavenly demons in the mortal realm, and there are those like the Grand Shaman of Manshou, who silently ran for thousands of years for the sake of the fire's continuation.

The world has never lacked heroes—there are those like He Lingchuan and her, who forge ahead, raising the banner against the heavenly demons in the mortal realm, and there are those like the great shaman of Manshou, who have silently run for thousands of years for the sake of the fire seed's continuation.

Sun Fuling opened the vessel's lid, one hand supporting the Great Vessel, the other hand emitting several black fragments.

As the fragments appeared, the surrounding plants all withered, even the river water froze, the air condensed, and a solemn, killing aura filled the space.

These are the fragments of the death divinity of Lady Lady Lady Mitian.

Over two hundred years ago, the Black Dragon God Sovereign, in the sea of consciousness of the Red General, battled Lady Lady Lady Mitian. Lady Lady Lady Mitian was defeated and had no way to escape, so it finally self-detonated its divinity. The power of the self-detonation was mostly blocked by the Dragon God, while the fragments left behind were inherited by the Red General.

For so many years, she had no desire to refine the death divinity, until today.

Sun Fuling stared at the black fragments for a while, then threw them into the vessel, closed her eyes, and stood motionless.

Thereafter, her body emitted black and red light.

And the Great Vessel also began to hover, slowly rotating, continuously drawing in these two colors of light.

Suddenly, a mass of dark clouds drifted inexplicably from the horizon, swallowing the bright moonlight, and then came more than a dozen thunderbolts crashing down, one after another, shaking the ground so it trembled and swayed.

Ju City shone as bright as daytime, with who knows how many people startled awake from their dreams.

But Sun Fuling turned a deaf ear, focusing solely on refining the divine object in her palm.

She herself is a master of commanding thunder, deeply knowing that heavenly might is heavenly wrath. When the immortals of old crafted the Great Vessel, its sudden appearance in the heavens was precisely to attract such phenomena; now, as she refines this world artifact, she similarly offends heavenly wrath and receives a warning from the Dao of Heaven.

Let the offense be an offense. After all, these many thunderbolts did not actually strike her.

And as the refinement process deepened, her understanding of the Great Vessel also grew. This divine artifact is awesome, with how much potential—her previous self, while inside it, could not fully grasp its entirety; now, as its master, she finally achieves complete insight.

No wonder immortals and heavenly demons once fought over it to the point of breaking their heads.

I don't know how long passed. Sun Fuling's bodily light had already dimmed, and the Great Vessel also stopped, lying back in her palm.

The vessel's body remained smooth, but the mouth faintly revealed the sound of wind and thunder.

Sun Fuling casually shoved the lid back in.

Only then did the Great Vessel quiet down, no longer emitting light, and again resembled an ornament.

Only at this moment did Sun Fuling let out a long breath, revealing two parts of fatigue.

Only then did Sun Fuling let out a long breath, revealing a hint of fatigue.

A breeze blew past, the grass shadows by the water swayed lightly, further emphasizing her slender figure.

Earlier, she had re-bound the Great Vessel to herself, just as the Lingxu Holy Sovereign had bound the world's core to the life divinity.

Except that because her bond with the Great Vessel was too deep, this was done effortlessly.

Merely a reconnection—familiarity after the first time.

Chaos had left, but had given the Great Vessel to her.

After completing this step, Sun Fuling lightly waved her hand, and the Hao Yuan Golden Mirror opened beside her. She took a step forward and entered, returning to the small pavilion behind the Chixiao Golden Palace.

The mirror did not vanish; its surface rippled, and soon another figure appeared:

The mirror did not disappear; ripples spread across its surface, and soon another figure appeared:

He opened his mouth with: "Are you still well?"

"Quite well." Sun Fuling raised her hand to tuck her stray hair behind her ear, "Why do you ask this?"

"Your complexion doesn't look good." He Lingchuan continued, "I sensed an unusual fluctuation, and for some unknown reason, I suddenly felt the Panlong Secret Realm again!"

Since the Great Vessel broke through the void into substance and Chaos returned to heaven, the Panlong Secret Realm that he had established with one hand also disappeared along with the Great Vessel. He Lingchuan felt regret, but knew that worldly affairs cannot have both, and that the return of the entire Panlong City's soldiers was the true great fortune, even though the secret realm vanished.

Who would have thought that just as he stepped down from the battlefield, in a daze he again sensed the Panlong Secret Realm!

Who would have thought he had just stepped down from the battlefield, when in a vague sense he again felt the presence of the Panlong Secret Realm!

Is it still here?

Is the Great Vessel still in the human world?

It clearly disappeared before—why can I suddenly sense it again now?

He Lingchuan was utterly bewildered, his first thought being to contact Sun Fuling. Because in this world, only one person has a deeper connection to the Great Vessel than he does, and that is Sun Fuling.

"That's because the Great Shaman of Manshou just visited me." Sun Fuling didn't beat around the bush any longer, flipping her left hand as a small vessel rose into the air, glowing softly.

"And she gave this to me."

"The Great Vessel?!" Although He Lingchuan had never seen the true form of the Great Vessel, it didn't hinder him from recognizing it at a glance.