Chapter 251

The River of Fate is lofty and unfathomable, transcending above all worlds and heavens; countless tributaries scatter into seas of Chaos, flowing through boundless time and space, embracing every corner of myriad parallel universes and encompassing all.

At this moment, Feng Yi's entire being becomes fully compatible with the River of Fate, turning into part of it, and his mind and spirit fall into a special state.

Supreme of One Lifetime

Before Feng Yi could gain much insight, an inexplicable sensation arose in his innate spiritual light, causing the river water he had become, via a deep fate link, to enter a vast, boundless Chaos Sea that words cannot describe, and directly merge into a myriad heavens.

Chaos Sea

A phantom Dao resonance rang in his mind; Feng Yi's innate spiritual light trembled slightly, and he saw the figure of an emperor robed head to toe in black imperial garments.

His aura is lofty and illusory, celestial sounds twining around him; the notion of life and death attains perfect balance, like the manifestation of an incomplete Great Dao.

His face is veiled by the beads of the crown and pearl strings, as if hidden beyond endless time and space, making it impossible to truly see clearly at once.

However, even though his face cannot be truly seen clearly, merely glimpsing him for a moment causes Feng Yi's spiritual perception to activate automatically, streams of information appearing in his mind and spirit, instinctively parsed into what he recognizes.

Nine Great Spacetime Reincarnation Dao

Now Feng Yi's realm and strength have long since changed beyond comparison, being who knows how many times stronger than when he first crossed into these heavens; he can clearly see the emperor's figure, sense the Great Dao information contained within that manifestation, and thus understand his identity.

Golden Imperial Long Sword

At that moment, relying on the deep fate link between himself and Fu Huang, Feng Yi suddenly locks eyes with him, his field of vision completely occupied by those strange eyes.

Those eyes are the utmost in madness and chaos, strange eyes unlike those of normal beings, as if devoid of any intellect, merely a corpse driven by instinct.

Countless mad and chaotic babble fills Feng Yi's mind, splitting his consciousness into countless fragments, each striving to form an independent will.

Countless independent wills fought each other, making Fengyi's own consciousness seem on the verge of collapse, falling into a self-destructive tendency.

At the same time, a special sensation arose in Fengyi's mind, seeking to guide him to directly merge with Fuhuang's apparition, to become completely one with it, or rather to become part of it.

"It seems Fuhuang's current state is worse than I imagined; he may have completely lost the ability to resist, becoming a puppet of that one!"

Fengyi's innate spiritual light dwelled in an exalted place, calmly comprehending his various divided wills without joy or sorrow, like a high-hanging moon shedding specks of pure radiance, cleansing his mind, firmly controlling everything about himself, maintaining the clarity of his consciousness.

Now he possesses two powerful cultivation systems; his realm and combat power, though not equal to the true Heavenly Dao of the Other Shore, are already extremely close, and his spiritual will has reached its utmost strength—merely this innate infection of the Great Dao cannot shake his spiritual will.

Therefore, he did not, as during his first crossing, simply sense Fuhuang's condition and immediately lose consciousness.

As thoughts turned in his heart, Fengyi's innate spiritual light stirred slightly; the principles of the nine great spacetime cycles flowed within his mind, integrating everything, instantly uniting all his divided wills into one whole again, becoming ever more profound and weighty.

In an instant, his everything spontaneously formed a perfect great spacetime cycle, past and future united, transcending the river of spacetime, no longer subject to Fuhuang's legal influence, and the sensation of wanting to directly merge with him also dissipated.

"Indeed, Fuhuang's present state is completely different from when I first crossed into these myriad heavens!"

"Fortunately, I am now prepared; otherwise, I would really have ended up dead on arrival, becoming a courier's package!"

The moment the thought settled, Fengyi's innate spiritual light stirred slightly; numerous insights of the Great Dao flowed, giving rise to one after another brand-new seal, like various different concepts and ranks.

These are the many identities he assumed while walking the mortal immortal path, having also absorbed different names and ranks from various heavens, becoming special seals and concepts.

As these seals were separated, Fengyi's mind united with the supreme treasure of the Yi Dao within his spiritual world, truly activating the treasure's power.

Hum

A muffled humming sound arose, coming from the junction point between the spacetime river of this realm's myriad heavens and the main current of the true myriad heavens' spacetime river, causing the spacetime river of this realm's myriad heavens to undergo a fundamental subtle change.

Within this realm's myriad heavens, thread after thread of concepts that resonated with these seals automatically gathered, causing the seals to gradually become certain titles of this realm's heavens, naturally merging into the spacetime river of this realm's myriad heavens and leaving different traces within it.

In this process, a special seal, taking the place of Fengyi's true self, went straight toward Fuhuang's apparition and perfectly merged with it into one.

Likewise, Fengyi's true self disguised itself as one of those special seals, transforming into a majestic figure wielding a golden imperial longsword, emanating the imperial Dao's aura, directly merging into the fate river of this realm's myriad heavens, inheriting the title of a particular special existence of these heavens, and becoming a member of this realm's myriad heavens.

Hum!

As numerous different seals merged into the fate river of this realm's myriad heavens, following a deep connection, they seeped into the past and future of this realm's myriad heavens, joining with individual titles; the entire fate river instantly split into many different future branches, past and future seemingly undergoing some change, even the river water becoming somewhat turbid.

Upon the spacetime river, the Lords of the Other Shore's Heavenly Dao seemed to sense something and opened their eyes.

In the endless Chaos mist, a cerulean planet revolved around the great sun, as if it would never change over hundreds of millions of years.

And beyond this cerulean planet lay boundless Chaos, the entire starry sky appearing as nothing but a reflected scroll, only this planet being truly existent.

At this moment, time and space rewound, light and shadow reappeared, everything seeming to reverse toward past years.

In the blink of an eye, everything seemed to return to the beginning of the era, turning into boundless Chaos.

Within the Chaos, auspicious clouds formed seas, auspicious qi gathered in clusters, and an ancient palace with a hidden purple hue stood there, as if situated at the end of nothingness, hidden beyond spacetime.

Around the palace, the Five Virtues circled, the Five Elements converged, and the plaque above the gate bore two archaic primordial Dao characters:

Zixiao

Inside the palace, candles stood in rows, carrying the eternal Dao rhythm that illuminated the boundless darkness.

And at the end of the layers of candles, within the deep, venerable inner hall, there lay only a simple cloud-bed.

Upon the cloud-bed lay a plain straw mat, empty and vacant, its master long gone vanished.

At that moment, the fate river flowed, and a phantom seal suddenly appeared, resonating with the vital energy of the entire Zixiao Palace, condensing into a certain special concept that fell directly onto the straw mat.

In a hazy haze, the primordial qi circulated, and an old Daoist with white hair and beard appeared upon the straw mat.

The old Daoist's vital energy was harmonious and natural, perfectly uniting with the vital energy of the entire Zixiao Palace, thereby prompting a change in the palace.

Boom

The gate of Zixiao Palace closed, boundless Chaos qi surged, nameless and formless power enveloped inside and out, origin unknown, end unknown, the whole Zixiao Palace seemed to have been completely hidden from the myriad heavens.

This is a realm like a fairyland, immortal qi suffusing, Dao rhythm pervasive, various immortal herbs and medicinal plants growing freely everywhere.

And at the center of the fairyland stands an apparently ordinary palace, its plaque bearing three ancient characters:

Tushita Palace

Inside the palace, an old man clad in Daoist robes sat cross-legged on the cloud-bed, practicing meditation.

Before the cloud-bed, an ancient, heavy eight-trigram furnace held entwining flames, as if refining something.

One golden and one silver youthful Daoist acolytes guarded the eight-trigram furnace, responsible for tending the fire and fanning it.

At that moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, within which countless universes arose and ceased, as if containing a complete myriad heavens.

At this moment, the old man who had seemed ordinary suddenly had his vital energy become extraordinarily heavy, as if supporting the entirety of the myriad heavens, becoming the foundation of their existence.

"Dao Sovereign?"

A deep, hoarse voice sounded from the old man's mouth, his eyes carrying a hint of indifference and tranquility.

The old man shifted his gaze, looking into the boundless Chaos, but not toward the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace; instead, he looked toward the source of the River of Time and Space, as if sensing a fundamental change emanating from that source.

"Interesting!"

"How dare they borrow the title of Dao Venerable and place a new piece!"

After a moment, the old man withdrew his gaze, slightly shook his head, and the qi within his body once again retracted.

At this moment, the old man's heart stirred, and he turned his gaze once more, looking into the Chaos beyond the River of Time and Space.

"Fellow Daoist Fu Huang?"

The old man's expression did not change much, and he lightly said, "Fellow Daoist Amituofo, you are likely to miscalculate this time!"

As his words fell, the old man casually waved his hand, and an inexplicable ripple flowed through the myriad worlds, altering some future change.

As one of the two eldest beings in the present age, and also one of the closest to attaining the Dao Fruit, the old man naturally delighted in causing a bit of trouble for his old rival Amituofo, removing one of his trump cards, by simply waving his hand.

Whether Fellow Daoist Fu Huang escapes his predicament is not important; what matters is that Amituofo cannot arbitrarily manipulate one of the Primordial Three Sovereigns, for in the future struggle over the Dao Fruit, that would reduce one of his trump cards.

After doing all this, the old man prepared to close his eyes and continue his seated meditation.

"Doing nothing, yet leaving nothing undone!"

For the old man, everything proceeding naturally is enough!

But just then, the old man's pupils shifted slightly, the River of Time and Space turning within his eyes as he gazed toward the True Realm.

"Lingbao?"

In the Chaos beyond the River of Time and Space.

A perfect, flawless Buddhist Pure Land world lay within it, carrying a sense of dreamlike emptiness, like another complete myriad worlds.

A Golden Body Buddha, neither born nor perishing, complete and at ease, lay reclined within the Pure Land world, bearing the sense of the myriad worlds' emptiness where the heavens and earth may perish but I do not.

Just then, the Buddha's eyes twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes.

"Hum"

An inexplicable ripple flowed between heaven and earth, the entire Buddhist Pure Land becoming hazy and illusory, as if this perfect, flawless Buddhist Pure Land were merely a dream of this Buddha.

"Compassion, compassion"

A clear, peaceful Buddha-light enveloped the Buddha's form, a faint smile appearing in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Fu Huang, this must be your final struggle, eh, why bother?"

Before his words even faded, the Buddha's gaze shifted slightly, looking directly toward the outside of Chaos, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes.

"Dao Venerable?"

The Demon Emperor's Hall, the Bodhi Pure Land, the Vacuum Homeland.

Each embodiment of the Other Shore Heavenly Will sensed something, opened their eyes, looked toward the River of Time and Space, and their thoughts underwent various changes.

The River of Time flowed, from the beginning of heaven and earth to the end of the era, never ceasing.

One after another, special titles merged into the River of Time from the beginning of heaven and earth; at each point in past and future, each different branch left its own traces, different legends, thoroughly becoming part of this realm's myriad worlds.

True Realm.

At the eastern sea's end, green waves rippled.

A simple small boat drifted upon the great sea, moving without wind, heading toward the horizon's end.

A disheveled, handsome Daoist stood upon the small boat, his expression somewhat bewildered, occasionally muttering to himself, as if asking himself, and as if asking heaven and earth:

"Who am I? Who is me?"

At the junction of sea and sky, endless mist enveloped heaven and earth, as if isolating spacetime, severing heaven and earth, standing apart from everything.

The handsome Daoist completely failed to notice the mist enveloping heaven and earth; instead, following some instinctive sense, he stepped onto the boat and directly sailed into it.

Boundless mist surged, and the handsome Daoist seemed to have arrived in the void beyond spacetime.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly trembled all over, lifted his head, and gazed toward the end of the void.

There lay a expanse of Chaos, as if it were a primordial land where heaven and earth had not yet been opened.

However, at the very center of this primordial land stood a vicissitudinous, hazy Chaos Azure Lotus.

The Chaos Azure Lotus continually swayed its branches and leaves, scattering specks of Chaos Divine Light that enveloped the surrounding void, turning the vicinity into a special Dao realm.

The handsome Daoist's eyes were drawn to that Chaos Azure Lotus, as if receiving a summons of some power, he slowly approached its side, being enveloped by strands of Chaos Divine Light.

After an unknown period, the handsome youth trembled all over, and the bewilderment in his eyes vanished completely.

He glanced with an inscrutable expression at the Chaos Azure Lotus before him, and sighed with a complex tone: "So that's how it is!"

As his words fell, the Chaos Azure Lotus instantly transformed into a beam of divine light, merging into the center of the handsome youth's forehead.

His aura rapidly changed, as if undergoing some completion, attaining utter perfection; his demeanor became somewhat more transcendent, and faintly, the River of Time and Space seemed to flow around him.

(End of Chapter)