Chapter 493: All Rare Treasures Revealed, Enter Reincarnation

"Caw!"

The Dark Sun Mirror Crow—no, now a divine bird of non-existence woven from the shroud of the Great Yin—like a mass of pitch-black fluid, let out a desolate, hoarse cry, suddenly flapped its wings, and instantly vanished.

Sheng Zhaoshui had left behind an illusion of himself in place, while he was actually moving about stealthily. At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't help but turn his head to look, and there, at an unknown distance away, he saw the three-toed divine claw prints appear abruptly and tear fiercely.

Splash! Boundless filth spilled out; the Dragon Venerable's corpse was torn open, causing it to pause and manifest there, ending the high-frequency collision it had just been having, wildly striking and charging against the Solar Giant across the entire star domain.

However, it immediately coiled back and entangled itself, the power of infinite decay-gold permeating the air, forcibly dragging out the formless, void-like Great Yin Divine Bird.

A massive maw opened wide, terrifying, austere, and leathery power coalescing and degenerating within it. One bite could easily crush a sun. Watching this, Sheng Zhaoshui felt his heart tighten, as if the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus were anticipating it.

Boom—

The next moment, a brilliant giant fist suddenly shot out, boundless light covering all directions, so bright it left one's eyes blinded, causing even the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus to frown slightly.

It was the Solar Giant transformed by Du En. Its facial contours were complete, its hair flared and drifted, yet its body was a weave of light and heat—hazy, sacred, and majestically unviewable. It radiated infinite power, striking the Dragon Venerable's corpse directly on the jaw, knocking its mouth askew and eyes crooked, while flesh and blood sprayed out, only to be scorched and evaporated.

However, the situation immediately took a sharp turn for the worse. The Dragon Pearl, which resembled a brain, and the main body of the Red Star suddenly erupted from the indentation in the corpse's head, embedding itself directly into the brilliant sun. Instantly, the boundless radiance was retracted and vanished, and a violent tug-of-war between righteous gold and evil red unfolded within the form.

At the same time, the Great Yin Divine Bird's wings also flapped, bringing forth power sufficient to annihilate the substance of all things, continuously striking the Dragon Venerable's corpse, causing it to constantly annihilate and fall into ruin.

Conversely, the Dragon Venerable's corpse remained tightly coiled, suddenly sprouting countless decaying blades, erupting with infinite golden-austere, evil-defeated power as it rolled, tearing away masses of Great Yin power as if flesh and blood were spraying out.

The swaying head paused slightly before moving again, opening its mouth to bite at the Solar Giant, which was struggling against the Red Star. Yet, even while embedded with the Red Star and needing to divide its power to resist, the giant could still swing its fist to continue the bombardment.

Boom—

Two against one, fighting into a ball, forming a stalemate of scorching intensity.

The Myriad Star Sin-Fetus watched closely, appearing somewhat hesitant: should it pull the umbilical cord back now and eat them both together? *Whoosh—* Sheng Zhaoshui shuddered all over. He dared not look again, dared not think too much, and hurriedly continued his stealthy movements.

Once he turned his head, the various disturbances quickly receded, as if that great battle of powerhouses were actively moving away from him.

After moving secretly for a while longer, all movement abruptly vanished, and nothing could be captured anymore.

Because ordinary five senses could not reach that level, and because cognitive memory could not retain such traces, as long as one turned their gaze away, everything would disappear from his primordial spirit, body, and all other aspects along with the agitation of the battle.

Just as principles are contained within all things, yet people can only understand and utilize them indirectly, unable to always see them directly with their own actual subjective perception.

But fortunately, a more terrifying existence filled this void.

The Myriad Star Sin-Fetus!

Without realizing it, Sheng Zhaoshui had already crossed a vast and long distance. He did not even know the specific scale, only that the existence, which was absurdly large—likely tens of millions of miles across—was getting closer to him, and at the same time, seemed to be getting larger?

This was because conventional standards of scale had no meaning for It. This was a malformed sin-seed parasitic within the righteous principles of the Dao. As it grew, it would continuously encroach upon the righteous pivot, eventually usurping the host, devouring everything, and transforming into the ultimate great sin that is boundless, infinite, unborn, and undying! In a sense, this was also a world-result, only it was a usurped sin-fruit!

The closer Sheng Zhaoshui got, the clearer this realization became, because the sun is the sun, the Dao is the Dao, Heaven is Heaven, and everything was incredibly natural and taken for granted... various terrifying toxic influences coursed wildly through his primordial spirit, his flesh, and every place where his cognition resided.

It was as if he himself were becoming a malformed sin, being assimilated and gestated by a brand-new Sin-Heaven! "Begone!"

In the darkness, a shout seemed to come, causing Sheng Zhaoshui to snap back to his senses.

Before he knew it, he had swum to the front of the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus. Several million miles ahead lay the edge of the Sin-Fetus's outer malformed membrane layer.

Arriving here, the formless malice accumulated like a deep, vast ocean, capable of easily crushing any living thing below the Integration Stage. That he could quietly swim to this point was solely thanks to a treasure given to him by True Monarch Chengru.

Underworld River Boat! Those who enter it are as if already dead.

Only the dead can quietly cross to this place.

With this boat, one can deceive the Sin-Fetus.

It truly had not noticed him; the inclination of its head was still toward the star domain in the far distance, where the scorching battle continued. Because of the suppression of the Cave Heaven, It remained hesitant about whether to pull the "baited" delicacy over and eat it.

The charge of righteousness and evil had been ongoing since it first appeared, but the two were quite similar in positioning and each had different foundations, thus maintaining a balance.

The righteous pivot of Heaven and Earth could not suppress the malformed sin-seed, and the malformed sin-seed could not wash away the righteous principles of the Dao.

Therefore, this very moment was the time to act stealthily.

Although Sheng Zhaoshui had regained his senses, he was like a mortal with a fever, or even worse; his whole body was as red as a steamed crab. His condition was actually terrible, but he still forcibly suppressed the various discomforts to carry out his activities.

There was no other way. Although he was lazy and slothful, dissatisfied with the state of the world yet unwilling to respond actively, no matter what, he could not let the schemes of the Falling Feather Supreme succeed. Otherwise, given the posture of this Myriad Star Sin-Fetus, he would sooner or later be swallowed and eaten himself.

Thus, from the upper echelons to the bottom of the Falling Feather Immortal Gate, regardless of their specific thoughts or stances—whether they wanted to contend for hegemony or trace back to the origin—they all had to first topple the Supreme mountain above their heads. Otherwise, in the end, it would all be for nothing, and they would all be used as fodder at some point.

The Falling Feather Supreme is equivalent to the Falling Feather Immortal Gate, but the Falling Feather Immortal Gate is not equivalent to the Falling Feather Supreme...

"My brain is so feverish it's muddled; why am I thinking about all this useless stuff now? Hurry, hurry, I need to finish the preparations. Let's see, Taiji Diagram, Two-Forms Sword, Four-Symbols Banner, Eight-Trigrams Mirror, and what else? Oh, right, right, and the shackles side: Prison-Suppressing Nail, River of Oblivion Coffin, Fengdu Rope, Underworld Shackle, Reincarnation Lock..."

True Monarch Chengru had prepared a great deal for this moment.

It could be said that he used every method he had! Various eighth-rank rare treasures—which, if placed in the outside world, would make True Monarchs fight until their heads were broken and blood flowed, and would even make Supremes look on with serious attention—were taken out and lined up by Sheng Zhaoshui, who continuously cast spells to break the seals upon them, allowing the static Daoist techniques within to begin flowing once more.

He did not know how many times he had been drained dry. Even though new magic power always welled up, supplying him without interruption, by the time he reached the end, he appeared exceptionally haggard, his whole person looking withered and worn. He did not know how long it would take to recover afterward to regain his strength.

One by one, the rare treasures began to flow with different laws and principles, quietly brewing their sudden eruption on the dead boat of the Underworld River.

Sheng Zhaoshui was finally able to catch his breath, counting the items in front of him, then slapped his forehead. There was a stinging, parched sensation; his feverish illness had become even more severe.

He had forgotten one more thing.

He took from his bosom the item True Monarch Chengru had given him at the very last moment. An ink-colored lock.

"Eh? What is this?"

That's right, what was this called again?

My head hurts so much, I can't even remember...

Sheng Zhaoshui pondered, then suddenly froze, sweat pouring down his head.

"Eh, eh, eh, why have you stopped talking?"

"I have a sense of familiarity with this thing; it's a familiar scent. Oh, right, right, it's the scent of a Twin Dao Fetus! It was once held by that kind of food!"

"Ah, a Twin Dao Fetus. Even for me, I've only eaten one before, and I still remember it now—that indescribable sweetness. So, can you tell me which direction of stars it came from?"

A childish, sweet voice rang out. Sheng Zhaoshui looked up, stiff as a board, and finally saw the scene that left him suffocating.

Since when, the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus had opened its ambiguous, bizarre, abyss-like eyes, squinting slightly as if revealing a kind of mockery, looking at the "dead man" who had stealthily swum to its front.

Boom! Space-time suddenly collapsed. The Underworld River Boat reacted faster than Sheng Zhaoshui, directly self-destructing on the spot, drawing a wild torrent of the Dead River from the netherworld at the other end of space-time, washing over and separating the two parties, who were vastly different in power.

At the same time, the Profound Mystery Total Truth Heaven erupted with infinite radiance, the righteous principles of the Dao laying out a bridge, reaching out and scooping across the void, pulling the dazed, terrified, and desperate Sheng Zhaoshui back.

"Wait, not yet, trigger it..."

He returned to the Grotto-Heaven, only then realizing belatedly that he had just caught his breath, but that Ink Lock had already been shaken loose and slipped from his hand, drifting away in the cosmic region on the other side.

He could not even capture its specific location, because the reactions of various wondrous treasures were faster and more intense than his own, containing terrifying power within them, accompanied by methods to suppress evil and eliminate wickedness, which were being brilliantly unleashed.

Once the Taiji Diagram unfolded, black and white swimming fish immediately leaped out, far more profound than a single Sun or Moon, purer than the Grotto-Heaven grand formation here, reaching directly to the extreme of the Dao, a level that could be called that of a Divine Venerable or Imperial Venerable.

They ignored the terrifying sea of malice and swam directly in front of the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus, then wrapped and mixed around it, evolving once more into the true form of Taiji, giving it—which had originally been rooted and parasitic in the world with an indeterminate scale—a clear length and breadth.

One hundred thousand trillion trillion li! Hmm? Du En, who was in a fierce battle with the Dragon Venerable corpse in the distance, still had energy to spare; catching sight of this situation, he could not help but feel a sense of doubt for a moment, sensing a feeling of absurdity.

So, what kind of courage did they have to dare to come and interfere in a matter of this scale and level? Just as the True Monarch indicated, I can give you courage! The Two Forms Sword responded to the Taiji Diagram, supporting the Taiji from both ends, top and bottom, matching yin and yang; with one slash, one shave, and one frame, it directly changed one hundred thousand trillion trillion li into one hundred thousand trillion li.

There were also the Four Symbols Flags and the Eight Trigrams Mirror, further manifesting the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams, covering the cosmic region where the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus was located, joining with the Taiji and Two Forms to achieve the Great Change of the Universe.

Cutting wildly and pressing wildly, cutting from the trillion level down to the ten-thousand level, slashing one hundred thousand trillion into ten thousand trillion.

One hundred million li, that is, one hundred million li.

Although it was still a very exaggerated number compared to the six million on Du En's side, compared to the scale that had just made even someone as calm as him feel absurd, it was already a situation so small it could not be smaller, and he actually felt it was acceptable.

It was not just like this; that pitch-black and profound Prison-Suppressing Nail moved suddenly, changing to be longer and deeper than the stars, carrying a heaviness capable of suppressing the fierce hell, and struck directly into the body of the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus, suppressing its movements and actions.

That Forget-River Coffin looked like an ordinary yellow-skinned coffin, drifting on the sea of malice; the lid opened, as if connecting to the Forget-River Yellow Springs, directly taking the entire sea of malice that had accumulated here for who knows how long and how deep, and packing it inside.

Slap! The coffin lid closed and vanished into thin air.

With this, the amniotic fluid of the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus was completely dried up.

At the same time, the world, this parasitized host, also stopped providing it with nourishment; it could be said that it had no more external supplies.

The righteous laws of heaven and earth carried by the Grotto-Heaven grand formation here immediately began to gain the advantage, carrying out a silent crushing against it, further forcing it into a desperate situation.

There was also that Fengdu Rope, one extending from who knows where; looking along the gap, there seemed to be a netherworld ghost city on the other side, and in the city stood a deceased Imperial Venerable, personally holding one end of this rope, while the other end bound and tied the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus.

There were even shackles like those of the nether domain, along with locks of the six-fold reincarnation turning, all applied to the Myriad Star Sin-Fetus; in an instant, boundless death intent covered it, and it, whose nature was immortal and indestructible, and could even evolve into being unborn and undying, actually had to face the situation of entering reincarnation and receiving a life and a death.

"Heaven and earth do not tolerate, humans and ghosts are both enraged; I judge you to die immediately, enter reincarnation."

The solemn voice of the Netherworld deceased Imperial Venerable spread and permeated, and the righteous laws of heaven and earth also responded by further applying pressure; pulling on one side and pressing on the other, the boundary of life and death was suddenly opened, without any obstruction, to make it fall into it, wash away its grievances and sins, and be reincarnated.

Strictly speaking, this was actually not killing.

Therefore, there was room left to avoid that immortal and indestructible characteristic.

Just as the True Monarch did not know how he hooked up with the Netherworld, which could not communicate with the living, he was actually able to reach a cooperation! Until this very moment, Du En and the others finally understood that the deceased Imperial Venerable was actually the main force, and the three of them were just here to deliver wondrous treasures and set the stage! "Hoo!"

Sheng Zhaoshui let out a sigh of relief.

Regardless of whether they were delivery people or stage-setters, at least looking at this posture now, they probably did not need to worry about anything.

That Dragon Venerable corpse had already lost its power and could no longer trap the Taiyin Divine Bird; the Corrupt-Brain Dragon Pearl was also crushed by Du En, taking advantage of the situation, causing brilliant radiance to spread out once again.

However, he was not that optimistic.

Because he thought of the Netherworld Skin in his own hands.

That was undoubtedly a wondrous object left in the Qingxuan Star Realm by the Falling Feather Supreme, otherwise it could not have appeared in the hands of the Nine Clouds Ascendant.

It might not have a problem, it just carried a kind of reminder.

The Netherworld, I naturally have also considered it.

In the silence, it was as if it was saying this to him.

(End of this chapter)