Chapter 797: Blooming, Bearing Fruit

The Haotian Golden Chapter's combat style, which disregarded the risk of mutual destruction, caused the robes of the Daoist of Creation to flutter, and ripples appeared throughout the entire projection, making it slightly transparent.

"Being ancient does not mean being powerful."

Yu Liancheng stood tall in the void, his gaze fixed directly upon the Daoist of Creation, this titan of the ages.

His own sense of presence filled the universe, his vast aura like the great sun, omnipresent, such that even the heavens, earth, sun, and moon became mere silhouettes of him.

"Come, Daoist of Creation, old senior, let us see which of us can have the last laugh."

Amidst these indifferent words, one of Yu Liancheng's fists smashed down with a boom.

This punch encompassed the four poles and anchored the mountains and rivers. Within this punch, eight extremely powerful auras swirled around his arm like dragons and snakes; within each aura, it seemed as if individual golden characters were hidden, and upon closer inspection, they were the eight characters: Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui.

This punch blended heaven and earth, bringing the power of the Heavenly Phenomenon to its absolute limit.

Especially when all eight characters were integrated into the fist's momentum, it felt as if a small world were smashing horizontally toward the Daoist of Creation. The height of the heavens, the thickness of the earth, the fury of thunder, the ethereal nature of the wind... all things in existence were fused into this one punch. The momentum surged entirely toward the Daoist of Creation, bringing down a world-ending catastrophe.

The Daoist of Creation stepped upon the void, and the power of the Origin Seeds from the ten Islands transformed into a vast river, all of which merged into this projection. Then, he struck back with a punch; this punch was a perfect fusion of yin and yang, upholding creation, its momentum as towering and vigorous as a primordial Divine Mountain, capable of resisting the impact of all power in heaven and earth.

Boom!

After a moment of stagnation, the heavens and earth shook, and infinite force boiled over, venting in all directions. Where the two fists collided, it was as if a scorching sun had erupted; all energy flows were inverted, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and Origin True Qi of the sea waves collided chaotically, making this region feel like an ocean in the midst of a violent hurricane.

Yu Liancheng did not hold back in this punch, even going so far as to exhaust his Qi and Blood, and after this strike, he could not avoid falling into a low ebb. The power displayed by this punch was no less than the full-force strike of a Shattering Vacuum expert. As for the Daoist of Creation, having hastily used the power of the Origin Seeds, and having already suffered significant depletion from the Haotian Golden Chapter's mutual-destruction tactics, his projection could not help but recoil after this strike, his aura weakening slightly.

"A good punch, but how many times can you strike like this?"

The Daoist of Creation's eyes flickered, his expression remaining incomparably calm.

Although he was wounded, the Haotian Golden Chapter was almost unable to rise again, and how many times could Yu Liancheng strike with a punch that exhausted his Qi and Blood?

He was certain to win this battle.

"You will know once you try."

Another punch was thrown!

Boom, boom!

Yu Liancheng and the Daoist of Creation engaged in a fierce battle.

The Daoist of Creation was worthy of being a mythical titan; even with only a projection, he could still rely on the Array to contend with Yu Liancheng, and even gradually gain the upper hand.

"Creation Annihilation, Three Extremes and Three Origins, Nine Heavens and Nine Earths, Desolation and Destruction, Yin and Yang in Discord... Primordial Parasitic Art!"

A moment later, the Daoist of Creation trapped Yu Liancheng within an Array, his sleeves fluttering like hunting banners, sweeping across the heavens and earth. At the same time, he once again activated the Primordial Parasitic Art, imbuing it onto Yu Liancheng's body.

"Haha, be obliterated, become a part of my body, this is your honor..." Before the Daoist of Creation's projection could finish this sentence, he suddenly shuddered.

Those eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through all secrets and creation, suddenly revealed a look of incredulity. Logically speaking, with his age and experience, no matter what happened, he should not have been this surprised.

He slowly turned his head; Hong Xuanji had disappeared, and in his place were dense swarms of Primordial Worms, burrowing into his body, constantly wriggling and devouring all the power of this projection.

Hong Xuanji and Yu Liancheng were originally irreconcilable enemies, and now that Yu Liancheng was at a disadvantage, it was already considered high-principled of him not to kick a man when he was down. Yet now, at the critical moment of this duel, he had actually used the Primordial Parasitic Art to deal with his master, the Daoist of Creation; this turn of events was something no one could have expected.

Boom!

In a ten-thousandth of a second, Yu Liancheng shattered the Daoist of Creation's Array, beckoned with his sleeve, and the Pan Emperor Life-Spirit Sword slashed out violently, hacking fiercely into the Daoist of Creation's body. At the same time, the Haotian Golden Chapter let out an earth-shattering roar, and the Heavens Life and Death Wheel erupted, rotating toward him.

In this instant, the Daoist of Creation suffered attacks from three sides, especially Hong Xuanji's Primordial Worms, which caused him severe damage.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

The Daoist of Creation's figure fluctuated violently, as if it were ocean waves, his robes fluttering.

Originally, this projection of the Daoist of Creation was no different from a real person, even radiating fluctuations that suppressed the heavens.

But now, the entire figure had become very 'faint', even somewhat transparent, as if it could collapse at any moment. And that powerful aura seemed to be equivalent only to that of a Nine Tribulations expert.

The damage was too severe.

He turned his head and took a deep look at the reappearing Hong Xuanji, his eyes flashing with an incomparably profound light, as if star rivers were flowing within, piercing through all secrets, and he let out a long breath, praising: "Good means, truly good means; so you intended to deal with this old Daoist from the very beginning."

"Fellow Daoist Creation is a figure from myths and legends; I had no choice but to employ some minor tricks, and I hope you will not take offense."

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, calm and composed; at this moment, he no longer had his initial overbearing arrogance, and his demeanor was like that of a Heavenly Human, making people submit.

Looking at Hong Xuanji again, his expression was surprisingly similar to Yu Liancheng's at this moment.

In his eyes, a look of struggle occasionally flashed, but in the blink of an eye, it became calm and unruffled.

It turned out that when he was hunting down Hong Xuanji and Yang Pan, Yu Liancheng already had concerns in his heart.

After all, Hong Xuanji was the successor of the Daoist of Creation, the hope for the Daoist of Creation to reach the Other Shore. The Daoist of Creation would never let this successor be slapped to death by him just like that.

And at that time, the Haotian Golden Chapter had already reached the realm of Ten Thousand Changes, where the body could be decomposed into 480 million particles, each particle carrying all the information of the self, gathering and dispersing at will, changing into everything, even becoming a world.

When the Haotian Golden Chapter blasted Hong Xuanji into the finest powder, he had simultaneously decomposed a portion of himself into minute particles, which were taken away by the Daoist of Creation along with Hong Xuanji. And when the Daoist of Creation resurrected Hong Xuanji, the minute particles belonging to the Haotian Golden Chapter began to invade Hong Xuanji's shell and flesh.

The one before him was only a projection of the Daoist of Creation, not the real Daoist of Creation, and his discernment was insufficient.

Furthermore, Yu Liancheng was cautious and did not fully occupy this body, so the Daoist of Creation's projection did not notice anything unusual.

And at the critical moment of the battle between Yu Liancheng and the Daoist of Creation, the body particles of the Haotian Golden Chapter took effect, instantly seizing the dominant position, transforming into Primordial Worms, and delivering the most fatal and unexpected blow to the Daoist of Creation.

"Although you have schemed against this old Daoist once, wanting to defeat me just like this is still lacking somewhat."

The Daoist of Creation laughed loudly, his hands spreading open: "Child of Origin, Body of Creation!

Origin of Heaven and Earth, return to my body!

"

Amidst the loud laughter, one Origin Island after another began to undergo incredible changes; each Island was shrinking, shrinking, and shrinking again, until finally, two new Origin Seeds were born from these Islands. And these Islands, as if drained of all their essence, disappeared without a trace.

The Daoist of Creation originally had eighty Origin Seeds; one was consumed to resurrect Hong Xuanji, and now he had extracted two more from each Island, so the total number of Origin Seeds added up to ninety-nine.

These ninety-nine seeds swirled around the Daoist of Creation, and finally, with a series of clicks, they combined, actually forming a human shape, allowing the Daoist of Creation's nearly dissipating projection to attach itself completely.

"Pity, still one Origin Seed short, unable to be perfect, but it is enough. This body of mine is called the Child of Origin; it is not born, but refined by me. With this body as a reliance, Heaven, Earth, Life, Spirit, Time, and Space all operate according to my will."

The Daoist of Creation's aura at this moment had almost returned to his prime during the primordial era.

Ninety-nine, a full ninety-nine "Origin Seeds" constructed his true form, making his body become the "Child of Origin," this extreme structure.

One must know that even the main structure of a King of Artifacts like the "Eternal Kingdom" was only constructed from eighty-one Origin Seeds. And now, the Daoist of Creation's Child of Origin body had a full ninety-nine, which shows its power.

It is only a pity that one was consumed to resurrect Hong Xuanji, and his own projection also suffered heavy damage, unable to exert the peak strength he had envisioned.

"One moment the Son of the Great Thousand, the next the Son of Origin. Tell me, you people, why do you all like to be someone else's son?"

Yu Liancheng's expression was slightly solemn, a light flickering between his brows; vaguely, a Stone Gate appeared, but in the blink of an eye, it completely merged back into his figure.

Boom!

"I still prefer being a father."

"This gate..."

At this moment, in the deepest part of the Origin Land, within an extremely mysterious void, there was a long bridge, like a long rainbow, spanning the horizon.

And on this bridge sat a Daoist; this Daoist was mysterious and unfathomable, incomparably powerful. The Daoist robe on his body alone seemed like a small world, embroidered with all kinds of Gods and all kinds of worlds.

—Emperor Changsheng.

This person was exactly Emperor Changsheng.

The first person of the primordial era, the first Yang God, the person closest to the Other Shore.

Within the long river of time, among all Yang Gods, he was the person with the most formidable magic power and the most mysterious.

Emperor Changsheng's gaze seemed to pierce through countless worlds and millions of galaxies, seeing Yu Liancheng and the Daoist of Creation who were currently battling. He shook his head and said, "I fear the Daoist of Creation is in danger; his Origin Body still lacks one Origin Seed to be complete. And even a complete Origin Body, I fear, cannot contend with that gate."

"That gate simply transcends the Artifact of Creation, the Eternal Kingdom, and the Immortal Monument—those Kings of Artifacts—and even the Bridge of the Other Shore beneath my feet is slightly inferior. Furthermore, the one controlling this 'Son of Origin' body is a projection of the Daoist of Creation, yet, the projection has already been heavily damaged and cannot fully master this 'Son of Origin'."

"Fortunately, this person is not the Yi Zi who can resonate with the various masters, otherwise, the one with a headache right now would be me."

Emperor Changsheng's judgment was very accurate.

After a bout of fighting, the Daoist of Creation, unable to fully control the ninety-nine Origin Seeds, was suppressed by Yu Liancheng.

Especially since Yu Liancheng, who had also learned the Hongmeng Parasitic Art, joined forces with 'Hong Xuanji', scattering countless Hongmeng worms with a wave of his hand, all invading the Daoist of Creation's body together to seize the Origin Seeds one by one.

Amidst the constant collisions, this body of the Son of Origin now also showed a dense web of blood-red cracks, with countless fresh blood seeping out from within.

The color of this blood was a crystalline hue, like liquid from melted diamonds.

Suddenly, the Daoist of Creation stopped struggling and let Yu Liancheng seize the Origin Seeds. At the same time, the voice of the Daoist of Creation arose in Yu Liancheng's mind, still peaceful, yet a trace of desolation could not be hidden within that peace.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, you have won."

Yu Liancheng said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Creation has not truly lost yet."

"If we continue to fight, I will still lose; there will not be a second outcome. Since that is the case, why struggle in vain?" The voice of the Daoist of Creation sounded again: "However, it is not easy for you to truly reach the Other Shore. This old Daoist will help you one last time; hehe, but whether you can accept this creation of mine, that will depend on yourself."

"Come, let us see just how powerful you are. My Son of Origin body, and all the resources of this secret realm, are now merging into your body; let us see to what extent you can become powerful. Or... simply be burst to death, hahaha..." Amidst the loud laughter, the body of the Daoist of Creation suddenly expanded infinitely.

When it expanded to a limit, it exploded with a "Boom", turning into countless dense essence Qi, dispersing in mid-air, and then entering Yu Liancheng's body, completely merging into his meridians and acupoints.

Yu Liancheng only felt as if he had swallowed half a universe; the vast essence Qi expanded and stretched every one of his acupoints, as if they would explode at any moment. This power was simply powerful to an incredible degree.

Boom!

He seemed to truly be unable to bear this power and exploded completely, shattering completely; his whole person disappeared entirely, and everything returned to nothingness.

I do not know how much time passed, but seeds grew out in the void, and then tender sprouts sprouted forth. These sprouts grew vigorously at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, they bloomed into a flower.

Soon, a radius of a thousand miles was covered with flowers of various colors, a sea of flowers.

Flowers bloom and flowers fall, flowers fill the sky.

Blooming, withering.

I do not know how many cycles passed, until fruits were borne from the flowers.

Within these fruits, there was a segment of memory, a martial arts manual, tiny particles... When all the fruits floated up and gathered together, they stunningly formed the appearance of Yu Liancheng.

He reached out and plucked a flower that had not yet borne fruit, sniffing the floral fragrance.

"Flowers bloom and fall for a thousand years, yet I remain in my own form."