Chapter 204

Hum!

A brilliant blazing sun appeared.

Divine Light illuminated past, present, and future, dispersing the dust of ages, causing the downstream Suiyue Changhe to gradually become clear and crystalline.

A Great Luo of supreme authority advances!

He commanded his own Great Dao, activating the ever-present Dao fruit of boundless spacetime, resonating with avatars spread across endless ages... together they exerted force, possessing immeasurable, inconceivable supreme power!

Drawing upon the infinite, he linked the countless 'I's that penetrate the ages, beginningless and endless, erecting an eternal lighthouse to examine the history of ages.

Such divine ability, such means, are inconceivable, impossible to fathom.

The original Shijian Changhe had numerous whirlpools and mists, surging undercurrents; even if latercomers looked down from above, they could not fully see through——

These are all the results of the past heavenly will arbitrarily scribbling over and modifying, resetting history.

Reversing cause and effect, after so many reversals hardly anyone can tell true from false before and after, leaving only hollow vortices and strange mists, becoming dangerous undercurrents in the flow of time that cannot be touched.

Even if one goes against the flow of time to witness history, they will only witness those results that have been altered.

The true history is completely hidden in the deepest parts of those vortices, covered by a mirage‑like mist.

But now?

Under the superb divine ability of that Great Luo, many vortices faintly show traces, and many mists have a tendency to dissipate!

Fengxi watched from afar, his scalp tingling.

His fluttering, wandering speed suddenly accelerated at this moment.

After all, this person's action of seemingly overturning dark history might, at any moment, trigger an ultimate showdown on the Shijian Changhe that shakes endless future!

Fengxi said, he didn't want to die from the aftermath... that would be too unjust.

However.

This time, however, he guessed wrong.

That Great Luo obviously knew in his heart that he couldn't pry into people's privacy, lest it provoke public outrage.

Thus, he shifted his divine ability.

I don't know what method it is, but it can discern whether each vortex and mist is the target he seeks, and they are passed over one by one.

Finally, he locked onto an inconspicuous undercurrent.

"This is the place."

A faint, lingering sigh shook the flow of time.

The divine radiance that illuminated each era began to contract... Of course, they did not grow dim.

The more it contracted, the more it condensed, the brighter it became.

Finally, it turned into a line of eternal light, striking at the location of that undercurrent.

Such an action, as seen by Fengxi, made him seem to see a fearless warrior bravely acting, tearing apart the backdrop of an era's stage, so as to reveal the true face behind the stage to the world!

"Boom!"

The waves of time are endless, they splash.

Each spark of spray is a fragment of history from a bygone era.

Some describe the Honghuang heavens and earth, some record the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds... the endless tangling of time and space together, complex and infinite.

That Great Luo whose divine might shocked the world gazed at the spray, his expression unchanged—he had already seen it before.

In the boundless, eternal, free‑flowing spacetime, tracing the origin of time... how could this superficial history be unknown?

What he truly wanted to see was never these.

But rather the deeper hidden truth!

Thus, at the instant when the falling spray re‑settled, eternal divine light reappeared, scattering the river, with countless spray.

Once, again, and once more...

Fengxi floated in the distance, eyes wide open, watching, lost in thought.

Indeed, history can be altered.

But no matter how it is altered, there always remains the original source.

It has not truly disappeared.

It is merely layered and concealed by those who altered it.

The alterers seized the initiative, carefully fabricating a seemingly reasonable and self‑consistent grand drama to conceal the truth... At this point, the explorer's wisdom and strength are tested, to see if they can find a loophole within.

In other words, it's——nitpicking!

This domineering Great Luo, time and again without tiring, shakes and lifts that span of time, then lets it fall back... in order to tear apart the trajectory pre‑set by the alterers, constantly scrutinizing each detail and observing how the reorganized instant harbors any disharmony.

Find it, pierce it!

Then one will witness the concealed truth!

"Finally... I have found it!"

At some unknown moment, this Great Luo's eyes burst forth with brilliant light: "Surely, my Great Dao of nitpicking has not disappointed me; it is the ultimate sublimation of the logical realm!"

The Supreme Emperor of the Nitpicking Dao suddenly stretched out his palm, from among the countless time‑spray like grains of sand in the Ganges, he selected a tiny, inconspicuous spark of spray.

It ought to have flashed and vanished, sinking back into the river to be assimilated and disappear without trace.

But before a Great Luo who deciphers eras, it had nowhere to hide.

"Hum!"

The spray trembled, turning into mist and vapor, a projected image scroll appearing in the void, displaying such a scene——

In a somewhat dim world, a blood‑red great sun hung high.

On the pallid earth, resembling the luster of bones, seven identical ancient obscure characters appeared, their color dark crimson, exuding an ineffable demonic nature, as if written with divine blood, stained with the dust of ages, adding an aura of calamity and ominousness.

Eighty‑one chains lay across this heaven and earth, their origin unknown and their destination unknown.

It is such a picture.

It seems eternal and deathly still, forever like this, never changing, causing any living being who sees this scene to involuntarily feel despair in their heart, unconsciously abandoning their longing for life, and ultimately becoming a walking corpse with only an empty shell.

Great terror!

Even Fengxi, who is second to none among peak experts below the Grand Luo, cannot escape the danger of being intimidated by such terror.

Fortunately, his Dao heart is steadfast, the Five Virtues Great Dao possesses endless profundity, at the critical moment boundless virtuous radiance bursts forth from his person, relying on his noble character and resolute spirit, he wears away the great fear of death and withering, regaining the original drive to perceive and transform the outside world.

"Hu!"

He let out a long breath of lingering fear, Fengxi touched his forehead, already covered in cold sweat.

He looked again at that picture, this time he had to be extremely cautious, carefully activating his innate spiritual treasure for protection before daring to examine it closely.

Everything else is easy to talk about—because Fengxi couldn't really understand it.

What chains, what great sun……the mysteries inside, he cannot comprehend.

Although that Gang Dao Grand Luo was completely immersed in it.

Fengxi's gaze mainly focused on those seven characters that seemed to be written in divine blood.

These seven characters are identical, and they are a very unique Dao script.

They are characters created by a Grand Luo-level existence based on its own principles and worldview, specially made to contain the typical traits of its Dao fruition, able to perfectly expound its great Dao concept.

Regarding this knowledge, Fengxi had taken an elective course on it among the Wu Clan, and at this moment he still recognizes the characters.

"This is……a concentration of negative Great Daos such as destruction, slaughter, sin, and darkness?"

He interpreted it very seriously, studying each stroke.

Finally, he confirmed the result.

It was——

Yuan!

A string of seven characters, each meaning "Yuan!"

At the moment Fengxi interpreted it, he felt an eternal emotion that transcended time and space, repeatedly striking his heart!

What a great sorrow! Great grievance! Great hatred!

The seven "Yuan" characters are arranged vertically in a line……not very neat, the strokes are not orderly, the handwriting is messy.

Most crucially, it is the source of the ink.

Blood!

Even if covered by the dust of ages, one can still sense a majestic immortal divinity and vitality of life……

But somehow, it has been twisted by time, adding strangeness and ominousness.

Fengxi looked at that scene, and such an image appeared in his mind——

A living being covered in wounds, being dragged upside‑down in this strange world……the gravely injured being, sometimes unconscious, sometimes awake. He had too much too much grievance and resentment, yet had nowhere to vent, and no power to resist.

Finally, he smeared his own blood and hastily wrote the seven "Yuan" characters on the ground, pouring out his despair and sorrow.

"Who……is this person?"

"Looking at this pattern, it seems to be a seal?"

"And does the sealed living being still feel wronged?"

Fengxi pondered.

"Could it be……the Demon Ancestor Rahu? After all, among those who perfectly match the Great Dao's conditions, none other than him."

"However, Demon Ancestors are legendary destroyers of worlds sung throughout the ages—how could they have any great grievance?"

"Eliminate, eliminate!"

Fengxi crossed out an option and continued considering other answers.

He thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

In the end, he suffered a loss due to his low level.

He doesn't know much of the truly important inside information, let alone make a judgment based on it.

That Gang Dao Grand Luo, however, is different.

When he emerged from the state of immersion in the mysteries of the chains, looking at the blood characters, he first stared blankly, then his face quickly showed a look of thoughtful contemplation.

He seemed to have figured something out.

"It should be his handiwork."

"But this makes things quite interesting."

He paced left and right, a dim light flashing in his eyes, "Indeed, I came on the right trip, truly letting me uncover an important clue……"

"Dao Ancestor, Demon Ancestor……the problem is huge!"

"Can I continue the investigation?"

The Gang Dao Grand Luo sighed to the heavens, "I have a premonition that if I continue onward, I will learn an unprecedented important great secret, find an opportunity to let my cultivation leap to the utmost, but it will likewise provoke that one of the Zi Xiao Palace……"

His voice gradually sank until silent.

After a long while, however, there came a soft laugh.

"I never expected that after attaining the Dao, my courage would shrink……I have risked death countless times, just to seek an opportunity for my cultivation to advance even a little."

"Now the opportunity is right before me, yet I hesitate and waver, stopping short……"

"It shouldn't be……it shouldn't be!"

A long sigh echoed, shaking the vast ages.

Under Fengxi's horrified gaze, that Grand Luo's figure moved, transforming into a ray of transcendent eternal immortal light, using that scene as a guide, seeking to rush into an ancient and true history!

He sought to gamble on a great opportunity!

In that instant's brilliance, it shone across endless time and space.

A Great Luo, with the utmost courage, the firmest will, and the most decisive action, opened a door of spacetime and stepped inside!

In that fleeting moment, Fengxi saw the Shijian Changhe suddenly undergo a startling change; the celestial pattern was completely different from before, and in a daze someone, the Dao of all beings, was shouting, while an ancient god great sage paid homage, and a supreme divine spirit held an axe in one hand and upheld the world with the other, faintly saying, "Having an axe, having a home; holding the axe and dwelling therein is..."

This moment appeared too suddenly and disappeared too quickly; in the blink of an eye it returned to normal, almost making Fengxi think it was an illusion.

But he knew it probably wasn't.

After all, that Great Luo expert went for that fleeting instant, aiming to plunge into this segment of history.

"Will it succeed?"

Fengxi couldn't say what feeling he had in his heart.

He stood on the river of time, waiting for a result there.

The power of the Nine Nether Diagram fully unfolded, placing him in a special state with a transcendent viewpoint.

From this viewpoint, Fengxi could see——

The gate, had been entered by that Great Luo, but the time point beyond the gate……

Something went wrong!

It seemed as if some mighty being, with a casual pluck of the spacetime strings, had changed everything.

Fengxi saw…… when that Great Luo stood firm, a sheet of pure starlight poured down, reflecting his silhouette.

The vast starry sky, the supreme grand formation, the number of the Zhou Tian, shaking ancient and modern!

Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation!

The erroneous time and space strangely descended into the striking range covered by this astonishing killing formation that was in operation.

He raised his head and saw what?

Yao Emperor, Yao Marshal, Yao God…… existences that had been famous since the Dragon and Phoenix era swept their strange gazes across his body.

This was not all.

The bone-piercing chill from behind made one involuntarily turn back.

Once turned back, it was hard to turn again.

Because a towering, boundless existence stood, able to uphold the entire Honghuang!

On the face shrouded in mist, only a pair of eyes were revealed, gazing silently…… then slowly raising the illusory axe in hand.

Dou Tian God Slaughter Grand Formation!

Wu and Yao, the two clans' clan-protecting grand formations, now manifested…… and someone stood right at the core where they were about to clash!

What a coincidence this is!

Fact proves that the realm of spacetime cannot be recklessly disturbed…… once a mistake occurs, it may coincidentally sacrifice one's own life.

Of course.

Or it might not be a coincidence.

On Gangdao Daluo's face, at this moment there was an enlightened bitter smile.

"I guessed right…… but not completely right……"

"It turns out that in that play, not just one Dao Ancestor was acting……"

"Indeed……"

His voice could not be transmitted.

Because a sound vastly greater than the macrocosm by billions of times rang out, completely overwhelming and submerging it.

That, it seemed as if all the primordial divine sages of the most ancient era were jointly judging!

"Again, it's another one……"

"For the sake of cultivation advancement, not hesitating to collude with the Annihilation Demon Ancestor and Chaos Demon God, abandoning Honghuang and the Dao of all beings, such an ambitious one…… heavenly gods shall be executed!"

"When exterminated, to warn others!"

……

When the spacetime gate collapsed, what fell into Fengxi's ears was precisely that solemn proclamation of judgment.

Accompanying the judgment was an endless burst of divine power, destroying everything, spanning the Suiyue Changhe!

Oh, the primordial divine sages of the ancient era!

Even though they split into two camps due to ideological differences, they engaged in bloody battles with each other.

Yet in righteousness, they remained steadfast, striving to protect the Honghuang world!

(End of chapter)