Chapter 594: Sitting Upon the Source of Transcendence, Fixing the Order of Transcendence, Opening the End of Transcendence

After a long while……

Xu Xing finally opened his eyes once more. Within his pupils, a turbid fog seemed to churn, and from the deeper depths there brewed a sharpness that could make the boundless Chaos itself tremble.

All the strange phenomena flashed and vanished in an instant, as if nothing had ever appeared; his eyes once again returned to a clear, limpid calm.

Suddenly!

Xu Xing seemed to sense something, and cast another glance down the mountain.

Where his gaze reached, there was only the boundless, infinite, endlessly surging and roaring currents of Chaotic energy.

The most ordinary, ubiquitous existence within the Sea of Chaos — worlds, using the web of natural law as a sieve, inhale and exhale Chaos to nourish themselves.

This was originally the most commonplace of matters, yet at this moment Xu Xing keenly perceived something different within it.

With every breath the world took, the world itself would gain an extra thread of something peculiar — hard to detect, impossible to name or explain.

"Sea of Chaos……"

He pondered briefly in his heart.

"Dao reflects the myriad heavens, ancestor of all worlds……"

Although he still could not see what kind of change the Sea of Chaos itself would undergo, he had already confirmed that this current change in the Sea of Chaos was related to him.

Even though he was presently in the state of 'Dao-Bewilderment Entwining the Heart,' a touch of sudden clarity instead rose within Xu Xing's heart.

Just as the birth of Xuan directly illuminated for all living beings of the myriad worlds a gradual, step-by-step possibility of Transcendence — of progressively strengthening oneself.

That which is called 'cultivation.'

Were it not for Him, cultivation itself might not be as it is now, but rather chaotic and disorderly.

"The Source of Transcendence, the Order of Transcendence — then the next step……"

Countless thoughts wove ceaselessly within his mind, finally converging into a somewhat absurd answer.

"The End of Transcendence!"

That's right!

At this moment, Xu Xing instead saw clearly the path of Xuan's 'Dao-Source.'

Xuan's path and the path he must walk differed fundamentally, yet in a certain sense they were also the same.

Xuan's very existence was the Source of Transcendence.

As the mysterious ancestor of all realms, He also laid down the possibility of 'cultivation' and 'Transcendence' — that gradual means of strengthening oneself.

In a certain sense, this was the sorting-out of the Order of Transcendence.

Causing all living beings of the myriad worlds to require 'spiritual Qi' as their reliance, only then able to surpass their own limits and set foot upon 'Transcendence.'

What was still lacking now was only the final step.

"Sit upon the Source of Transcendence, fix the Order of Transcendence, open the End of Transcendence……"

Once the Bie Dajie, and the immeasurable worlds of the Sea of Chaos, all their myriad Daos returned to stillness, and Transcendence no longer manifested —

He would be able to take complete hold of 'Transcendence,' truly transcend the Bie Dajie, and become 'Transcendence' itself — that which stands above all else.

Yet this in itself was deeply contradictory.

As one who attained the Dao innately, His very existence was itself the Source of 'Transcendence'; the more flourishing Transcendence was throughout the myriad heavens and worlds, the stronger He became.

Even Xuan's present strength reaching such a degree had a certain connection to the unprecedented flourishing of human cultivation.

Emm……

When Xu Xing had known this point in the past, the feeling really was like having eaten……

Cough, cough!

And to set off the End-Law would be no different from digging one's own foundation — no different from seeking death.

Even if such a day truly came, when the Bie Dajie and the immeasurable worlds of the Sea of Chaos all had their myriad Daos return to stillness —

Whether the outcome would be Xuan advancing further or Xuan perishing as his Dao dispersed…

No one could say for certain.

But this precisely was also the sameness of which he spoke —

To transcend yet not depart from the mortal world, like Xuan's 'opening the End of Transcendence,' was likewise self-contradictory.

Thinking thus.

Xu Xing turned and walked toward the interior of the Sword Ancestor Grand Hall.

As for Gu's side —

Based on Xuan's condition, one could also deduce a thing or two.

From the moment of His birth, Gu stood at the Beginning of the Most Ancient, granting the myriad heavens and worlds the concept of 'Ancient.'

And upon this foundation, He extended the related concepts of 'Present' and 'Future,' causing the time of the supreme Bie Dajie to forever extend forward without end.

Indirectly, this also radiated into the Sea of Chaos, causing corresponding changes within it.

Perhaps His potential was even higher than Xuan's — after all, 'Ancient,' 'Present,' and 'Future' encompassed nearly everything.

Of course, He had already merged His being with the domain of the Past, completely locking Himself in place, so there was no need to worry too much.

……

……

In the eternally lonely, boundless Sea of Chaos.

In an unremarkable corner, a single world drifted and heaved within the Sea of Chaos.

Judging by its mass, though it could not compare to a Dao-Unification Greater World, it was in a class of its own beneath Greater Worlds.

Yet at this moment, even its instinctive act of breathing in Chaos had become intermittent, appearing exceedingly cautious.

The surface of the world was moreover covered in dense, packed layers — as if only just healed, with scars not yet faded — of thin, fragile crystal wall systems.

It was precisely Mission World 4.

The world to which Qi Ling of the Divine Mechanism Treasure Refining Pavilion had gone.

During those twenty years, all the cultivators within the realm, faced with a crisis of life and death, had set aside their differences with rare unity and worked together with one heart.

They patched and mended the world that had been on the verge of collapse, teetering at the edge of the Ruins, and by sheer effort filled in every chaotic rift.

The current Mission World 4 had already recovered most of its vitality.

Within the world.

Because the tattered web of natural law had been repaired, the heavenly light was no longer obscured by dark, heavy clouds, and everywhere revealed the vigorous scene of rebirth after destruction.

Although the density of spiritual energy within the realm was still far below the world's peak, it no longer kept declining as before.

And at the sword formation Qi Ling had first laid down.

Sword intent rang clear; four towering sword-shadows stood at the four poles, their radiance shining upon one another, illuminating the ten directions.

Within the formation, sword Qi wove back and forth, dense as a net.

Compared to the chaotic aura that once overflowed the rift for thousands of li, churning and surging, today's rift was a stretch of pure darkness; in its bottomless depths, only once in a long while would a wisp of chaotic aura, thin as smoke, drift upward.

Though the law-web had been repaired, it still needed to be deepened and perfected, so from time to time some leaked aura would still rise.

High above.

Qi Ling sat cross-legged in the clouds, a pitch-black sword case cradled in her arms, gazing calmly into the distance.

Wherever her gaze reached, every scene of this world seemed to be reflected within her eyes.

One glance surveyed the mortal world, illuminating all living beings between heaven and earth.

Even the five Return-to-Void cultivators who had returned, along with all the elite cultivators, were not missed in the slightest.

After all, it was Qi Ling who had pulled this world, teetering on the brink of ruin, back from destruction; it would not be an exaggeration to call her the world's parent of rebirth.

This authority of "One-Glance World-Survey" was merely one of the conveniences the world had granted her in gratitude.

After quite a while, Qi Ling lowered her eyes and sighed softly.

"This should be about enough."

Carrying out a mission once every twenty years would have been utterly impossible for her in the past.

At the very beginning, she had even felt that giving so much time was a bit superfluous.

But once she truly arrived in this world, she felt that a mission deadline of twenty-one years was really rather short.

As for why she said "also"…

She believed Kong Ming and the other first batch of Ascension Emissaries thought the same.

"If only there were more time, it could have been done even better."

Thinking of this, she could not help but sigh softly in her heart.

This mission's difficulty had been marked as "Extremely Hard," and indeed there was not a word of exaggeration in it.

Then, with a shift of her mind, her personal interface appeared.

【Supreme Mystic Immortal Net (Test Version)】

【Name: Qi Ling】