Chapter 49: Return to the Realm of Longevity

The River of Fate is lofty and inscrutable, flowing through every corner of all heavens and worlds, permeating every node of the spacetime of all worlds, containing all things.

Feng Yi's innate spiritual light seemed to be embraced by a River of Fate transcending all heavens, becoming part of the 'river water,' merging into the true Origin of the Yi Dao.

His consciousness fell into a special state, with no spatial change, no thought fluctuation, no dimension, no spacetime.

In a haze, Feng Yi seemed, relying on his innate spiritual light that contained the aspect of Fuxi, to 'see' a tall figure clad head to toe in a black imperial robe.

This sovereign stood in a special dimension, transcending the river of spacetime, unaffected by the flow of time, surrounded by celestial music that echoed like the heavenly sound naturally born of the Great Dao, containing the meaning of life and death balance.

Merely by standing there, He seemed the complete manifestation of the Great Dao, every inch of His figure containing boundless Great Dao and information, encompassing all kinds of rules and principles.

At the moment of seeing that sovereign's figure, Feng Yi's mind and spirit rang with a boom, his innate spiritual light trembling violently.

At this moment, he seemed to see another version of himself, the endpoint of a growth path in some future direction of his own.

'This is Fuxi!'

'This is the Fuxi of the universe I crossed over from!'

Without anyone reminding him, this thought automatically arose in Feng Yi's innate spiritual light, clearing his mind as if he understood something.

In an instant, boundless information emerged from that sovereign's figure, plunging Feng Yi's entire person into a dazed stupor.

This sovereign's figure is simply too powerful; merely 'seeing' Him, Feng Yi seemed to behold the source of the Great Dao, his innate spiritual light automatically scoured by boundless information, on the verge of losing self-consciousness and completely dissolving into the Dao.

Hum

At that moment, Feng Yi's innate spiritual light trembled slightly, the aspect of Fuxi contained within him merging with it, gathering all the Great Dao and information, organizing and consolidating them so they would not affect his true self.

Meanwhile, by continually absorbing these external chaotic messages, the aspect of Fuxi contained within Feng Yi also seemed to be constantly supplemented and perfected, becoming ever more lofty and inscrutable.

As the contained aspect of Fuxi ascended, his innate spiritual light naturally received nourishment and baptism, becoming ever more condensed and weighty, imbued with a sense of sanctity and dignity.

Upon the River of Fate, where spacetime does not exist, dimensions have vanished, there is no concept of time nor limit of space, seeming like an instant yet also like the flow of endless ages, Feng Yi's mind and spirit abruptly returned, subconsciously 'gazing' at the visage of that sovereign's figure.

Upon the black imperial robe, the sovereign's visage was covered by a crown with beads and obscured by pearl strings, as if hidden behind endless spacetime, completely impossible to discern.

But just then, Feng Yi, relying on the mysterious connection between the aspect of Fuxi contained within him and that sovereign, suddenly locked eyes with a pair of eyes that cannot be described in words.

In an instant, Feng Yi's heart shuddered, unknown information transmitted into his innate spiritual light, nearly causing him to lose consciousness directly.

They were a pair of extraordinarily bizarre eyes, covered in layer upon layer of indescribable vortices, embodying the utmost madness and chaos, as if devoid of any will of their own, merely a puppet.

Information circulated within Feng Yi's innate spiritual light, like mad and chaotic delirium, making his entire mind and spirit seem to fall into madness, while simultaneously feeling a hint of sorrow from the depths of his heart.

This was a sense of sorrow springing from the depths of the spirit, as if beholding the tragic fate of a certain branch of his future destiny's stream.

Bearing the destruction and madness arising in his innate spiritual light, Feng Yi continually sorted through these chaotic deliriums, and gradually in his heart arose piece after piece of information that he found hard to believe.

'This universe is derived from a controlled Fuxi.'

'Its primary consciousness has been mostly worn away, almost nonexistent, leaving only instinct.'

'The primordial Creator is merely the transformation of a fragment of His survival consciousness.'

'Because it is controlled, the primary consciousness having been mostly worn away, the primordial Creator of this universe is both chaotic and lucid, rational yet mad, possessing both a strong self-destructive tendency and an instinctual will to survive.'

Piece after piece of information surfaced in his innate spiritual light, causing Feng Yi's mind and spirit to tremble violently, as if he himself were being guided to total collapse, falling into a self-destructive tendency.

Hum

The contained aspect of Fuxi merging with his innate spiritual light allowed Feng Yi's entire mind and spirit to relax, after which he completely lost consciousness.

The River of Fate reached the utmost loftiness, surpassing the true heavens and worlds, existing at an ineffable height, akin to the true heavenly Origin of the Yi Dao.

Feng Yi's innate spiritual light was like a drop of 'river water' in the River of Fate, instantly merging into a certain tributary and vanishing without trace.

Realm of Longevity.

Nine Provinces, Ancestral Dragon Village, within the small courtyard.

Consciousness continually fell; after an unknown span, Feng Yi's consciousness abruptly returned, and he opened his eyes directly.

Indescribable madness, chaos, and sorrow flowed in the depths of his eyes, accompanied by a strong self-destructive tendency, as if he had personally sensed a hint of another self, controlled by others, undergoing a psychological change.

The heavens and earth of the small courtyard changed along with the destructive intent flowing in his pupils, bringing endless solemnity and decay.

Hum

Sensing his own change, Feng Yi instinctively activated his will, and the Yellow Earth Altar directly emerged from within his body, hovering above his head.

Strands of purple-gold sacred radiance poured down, bearing the intent that all laws cannot invade, guarding his mind and will.

At the same time, the Primordial Eight Tones sounded, continually cleansing his spirit, wearing away those mad and chaotic intentions, pulling him back from the self-destructive tendency.

After an unknown period, the madness and chaos in the depths of Feng Yi's eyes gradually dissipated, the destructive intent on his body also vanished, and the self-destructive tendency was gone.

Exhale

He slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi, and a trace of lingering fear appeared in Feng Yi's eyes.

'I never expected that universe to actually be an emanation of a Fuxi! No, it should be merely a transformation of a part of Fuxi! Just a controlled Fuxi fallen into some self-destructive tendency!'

This thought arose in his mind; recalling that strong self-destructive tendency, Feng Yi's gaze involuntarily tightened.

'However, this Fuxi is simply too powerful; merely 'seeing' Him and sensing a thread of His sorrow, I nearly had my mind and spirit utterly annihilated!'

'This is still with the interference of the River of Fate; I did not truly 'see' Him, and besides, I have absorbed the Fuxi aspect of the Realm of Longevity, sharing some deep connection with Him, and my innate spiritual light has also changed; otherwise,'

Thinking this far, Feng Yi involuntarily shook his head, a hint of lingering fear appearing in the depths of his eyes.

But just then, he seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes becoming slightly dazed, and his expression turned unusually solemn.

The next moment, he immediately sank into his mind and spirit, beginning to continually organize and collate all the information he had obtained.

'Controlled Fuxi!'

'Its primary consciousness mostly worn away, the Mysterious Lord's Universe is merely one of the worlds derived from within it.'

'So powerful as to be terrifying, seeming even more fearsome than the Fuxi of the Realm of Longevity.'

'Zither sound, life and death'

'This'

'I'm going.'

'Such a tragic Fuxi, will not be'

One piece of information after another kept flowing and intertwining in his mind, constantly linking and integrating, continuously compared with the Fuxi from a certain world in Fengyi's memory, making his eyes grow deeper and more profound, and his whole person ever more silent.

After an unknown amount of time, he softly exhaled and spoke in a tone without fluctuation:

"Perhaps the one universe beneath the multiverse really is that side's myriad heavens!"

"Is he the Fuxi Emperor, one of the Three Primordial Sovereigns?"

"With the sense of life and death, immortal music swirling around, looking at it this way, it actually fits rather well with that emperor's figure!"

(End of chapter)