Chapter 442: Receiving All Worlds of the Multiverse

Spring comes as winter departs.

Spring is the perfect season for outings—all things revive, and it is also the season for animal mating—but that is not the point; the point is spring's vibrant life force.

China.

One of the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Peaks: Taishan.

Although nearing the end of the holiday, the crowd's enthusiasm could not be dampened, except for those students who left their homework until the last days—they were frantically rushing to finish it.

As a result, on this day, those students rushing to finish homework would miss their opportunity.

Taishan.

On the mountain path, a sea of people, noisy and chaotic, far more crowded than a bustling market.

Japan.

Its most famous mountain, also the national mountain: Mount Fuji.

As one of Japan's most renowned sites, Mount Fuji draws massive crowds every year—even Japanese people love coming here, especially now in spring when flowers bloom, making it the peak season for visitors.

In addition:

Famous mountains and scenic spots in every country, like Taishan and Mount Fuji, were packed with people.

Spring, the peak travel season, was like this everywhere.

"So many people." Gao Xiang Hong looked up ahead.

Today, Gao Xiang Hong had come hiking with his parents; he had not wanted to come—cultivation was more important—but since school was about to resume and he'd have no time to spend with them, he agreed.

Just as they were not far from the summit, about to reach the top:

"Ahh!! Look at the sky!!"

A shrill, distorted scream made everyone shudder.

Someone cursed under his breath, then looked up: "Fuck, did something explode? I thought someone fell off the mountain—what a scare… my god! Everyone, look at the sky!"

Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky above the summit: the deep blue heavens.

Their mouths opened wide in unison.

Even Gao Xiang Hong's expression changed—he nearly cried out.

Above the summit of Taishan, in the sky:

The azure sky split open a crack, tearing across the horizon, stretching for kilometers, faintly revealing endless deserts and swirling sands.

From within it rose a majestic Xianshan.

Springs bubbled everywhere, grasses green and lush, mist curled around the mountain, as if it were a current dwelling—faintly visible were structures upon the immortal mountain.

Then:

A five-colored radiant bridge crushed the four corners and eight directions of heaven and earth, stretching outward.

Calming wind and clouds, suppressing the four seas, stabilizing heaven and earth.

A fairy realm?!

No—this is an immortal opportunity!!

Many eyes burned with heat; their bodies trembled with excitement.

Ever since the incident at the Heian Palace, people had known that opportunities could be obtained; though major myths forbade gods and immortals from transmitting transcendent arts, they did not prevent people from seeking opportunities and claiming them.

Every time a transcendent event—or even a suspected one—occurred, crowds always rushed toward it.

Since the existence of the transcendent was confirmed, many had braved mountains and rivers to visit famous ancient sites rumored to be haunted by gods and immortals—even the wealthy funded these expeditions, and some even went themselves.

Who, in their youth, had not been reckless? Who had not dreamed of becoming an immortal? Who had not dreamed of eternal life?

Therefore:

Since the confirmation of the transcendent, a frenzy to seek opportunities had swept the globe; fanatical seekers were often seen at famous historical and scenic sites.

Even among these tourists, no one could claim they did not harbor such thoughts—some had not come for sightseeing at all, but merely knew Taishan was steeped in myth, and came hoping to witness it, to chance upon fortune.

Since ancient times, Taishan had been a famed place in Chinese mythology, tied to many brilliant tales and legendary figures.

Pangu, said to be the god who split heaven and earth in Chinese myth, created the cosmos—Taishan was believed to be formed from his head after death, which is why it became the foremost of the Five Sacred Peaks.

The Great Emperor of the East, also called Taishan Jun, was said to be the fifth-generation descendant of Pangu, governing souls and presiding over human life, death, status, and official rank—he was the god of Taishan!

Bi Xia Yuan Jun: though some might not recognize this name, all knew the titles "Old Mother of Taishan" or "Lady of Taishan"—she was none other than Bi Xia Yuan Jun.

Legend says she was a jade maiden sent by the Yellow Emperor; others claim she was a jade maiden from Huashan—but generally, she was regarded as the goddess of Taishan, daughter of the Taishan deity.

Daoism held that Bi Xia Yuan Jun "protected all beings, responded throughout the Nine Provinces," and "commanded the divine soldiers of the mountain, inspected human good and evil"—she was one of Daoism's most important goddesses and one of the most influential goddesses in Chinese history.

Just these figures alone revealed Taishan's grandeur.

At this moment:

Everyone, including Gao Xiang Hong, had lost all interest in sightseeing—they stared fixedly as the radiant, multicolored bridge stretched across the sky, spanning kilometers, connecting to the summit platform of Taishan.

The other end linked to the rift in the heavens, where immortal light blazed and mist swirled—faintly visible was a mountain peak, like a fairy realm.

Someone gasped, voice hoarse:

"The Bridge to the Other Shore? The legendary post-heavenly merit treasure of Laozi!!"

"... Bro, that's a Honghuang setting—the Bridge to the Other Shore is actually a legendary Daoist cultivation technique for guiding souls, but this isn't a golden bridge—it's multicolored. If this truly is a guiding technique, its rank must be absurdly high."

Could this be a technique to guide mortals to immortality?

Hearing "guiding technique," many stared with even hotter eyes at the radiant, otherworldly bridge stretching from Taishan's summit.

If you walk across, you become immortal?

They gazed through the bridge down into the mist-shrouded abyss below Taishan, stretching endlessly.

They swallowed hard.

Fuck, even if you don't become immortal, you'll probably ascend to heaven.

At the same moment:

At the summits of famous mountains across the globe—Mount Fuji, the Rocky Mountains, the Alps, the Tianshan Mountains, and so on—a rift had torn open in the sky.

The scene within each rift was identical: drifting clouds and mists, immortal aura swirling, mountain peaks standing tall, as if it were the dwelling of immortals.

And atop those mountain peaks, five-colored immortal light shimmered brilliantly, forging an immortal bridge that stretched outward—so miraculous that a single bridge reached Taishan, Mount Fuji, and every other place.

The sight was indescribably wondrous: one immortal bridge, yet it connected to ten thousand.

However…

The truth did not end there.

In the Void Demon Realm, the Ten Thousand Wastes Realm, Lord Tianhong's Great Realm, and all the myriad worlds of the Three Sovereigns' Great World, the very same scene appeared.

In every world, at the summit of ancient famous mountains, a rift split open in the sky; within it, an immortal realm unfurled an immortal bridge that linked to the mountaintops of those ancient famous mountains.

This scene appeared in every world across the heavens.

The scene within the rifts was one and the same—that immortal-realm mountain land—and the immortal bridge was also the same one.

Vast and majestic immortal qi surged in every direction, shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the three thousand great worlds, and all the myriad realms.

Gao Xiang Hong told the group about the situation at Taishan, and upon learning that immortal bridges had also appeared in the group members' worlds, he was awestruck; every group member was deeply moved.

Too miraculous.

This immortal bridge was not merely connecting thousands and tens of thousands—it was linking the entire heavens!

At this moment.

Hua Nation, Taishan.

With the appearance of the immortal bridge, the crowd erupted into a frenzy. In this age of internet and information, news of the immortal bridge appearing at Taishan spread at an extraordinary visible speed.

At the same time, when someone said it might be a guiding divine ability of the Daoist tradition, the excitement reached its climax.

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