Chapter 5: The True Path of One's Own Future

Hum

Even though they were both contemplating the heavenly stele before them, the aura emanating from Xiao Chen before Feng Yi was completely different from his.

At this moment, bright rays of light appeared on Xiao Chen's body, forming a complete circulation following mysterious patterns, almost identical to the carvings on the heavenly stele.

Sensing the change in Xiao Chen's aura, Feng Yi seemed to think of something, and a look of realization appeared in his eyes.

"It seems that the Xiao Chen before me is the true fated one of the heavenly stele; my connection with the stele's profound law is not a perfect match, merely relying on the Yellow Clay Altar and some karmic link with Fuxi, I forcibly comprehended the law recorded on the stele, causing some changes."

Having this thought, Feng Yi's face showed no disappointment.

Being able to safely cultivate the heavenly stele's profound law using the power of the Yellow Clay Altar is already one of the greatest fortunes in this world; pressing further would seem greedy.

And what suits oneself is the best.

The comprehension of the Great Dao on the heavenly stele ultimately belongs to the Nine Provinces Emperors, not entirely to any one person.

Moreover, the Yellow Clay Altar obtained by Feng Yi himself, and the mysterious things in his spiritual world, vaguely indicate that he merely has some connection with Fuxi; it is normal that he does not perfectly match the heavenly stele's profound law.

In these heavens, each Emperor's Imperial Dao Principles are unique; the fusion of the Nine Emperors' Great Dao comprehensions naturally cannot perfectly match just one of them.

Even if Xiao Chen, the Child of Destiny, only after countless ages of Dao comprehension in the later stage fused the profound laws of the nine-faced heavenly stele into one, and his final realm was merely the peak of kings.

Even if he could sweep away the remaining kings with his battle sword, even fight an Emperor, even slay an Emperor, he still has not truly crossed that heavenly chasm.

Therefore, even if the heavenly stele's profound law does not perfectly match himself, Feng Yi feels no disappointment or thought of not cultivating.

First cultivate; when he someday achieves Ancestral God or walks the Stone Person Path, and his accumulation of the Great Dao becomes deep enough, naturally he can rely on his own Great Dao accumulation and comprehension, using the heavenly stele's profound law as one foundation, to modify and perfect it, even create a completely unique law of his own, and walk his own path completely.

Although considering these at his current cultivation is premature, but people, after all, should have some dreams; who knows if they might come true!

Moreover, perhaps due to the influence of the power within the Yellow Clay Altar, the heavenly stele's profound law within Feng Yi's body, although altered from the original, seems more suited to him, or rather more suited to the aura of the Yellow Clay Altar.

Sensing the aura changes on Xiao Chen's body, Feng Yi vaguely feels that the power of his own heavenly stele's profound law may not be inferior to the original heavenly stele's profound law.

"What is this?"

"Is it the power within the Yellow Clay Altar extracting the Fuxi-related Great Dao comprehension from the heavenly stele's profound law, causing a change in my heavenly stele's profound law?"

"Or is the Yellow Clay Altar intending for me to, in the future, take the comprehensions of Pangu, Nüwa, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors contained within the nine-faced heavenly stele as nourishment, following the principles of Yi Dao, Chaos Taiji, Yin Yang Bagua as the Dao, and walk another path of Fuxi?"

"Is this the path I need to walk in the future?"

"Yi Dao, Chaos Taiji, Yin Yang Bagua"

"Fuxi"

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's heart stirred, and he felt his spirit become a little clearer, as if a layer of dust had been brushed away.

Although his cultivation did not change much, his spiritual awareness became increasingly sharp, giving him some grasp of the eternal law of heaven and earth, or rather the trend of change.

Hum

At the moment Feng Yi's spirit changed, the black and white light points deep in his spirit emitted a hazy divine light, continually shifting between the tortoise shell scriptures, the Bagua form, and the River of Fate.

After a moment, the shape of the black and white light points completely solidified, forming an innate Bagua composed of arranged yin and yang lines.

Yi Dao as the basis, Chaos Taiji as the function, innate Yin Yang Bagua as the form.

Though it appears to be a yin-yang Bagua diagram, it seems to contain the fundamental laws of all things.

In an instant, Feng Yi only felt that his innate spiritual light became ever more tightly linked with this object resembling the innate Bagua, as if completely becoming one.

At the same time, a piece of information emerged from the innate Bagua, merging into his spirit, causing his whole person to fall into a daze.

"Indeed, my previous sensing was not wrong; due to my transmigration, I have a barrier with the heavenly principles, and now I cannot truly break through that barrier."

"I need to fully accept some status or concept within the Yellow Clay Altar, break through the barrier, and then perfectly step onto my own unique path."

"Transmigration?"

"Is there a cultivation system in the next world that can help me accept the status and concept within the Yellow Clay Altar?"

"Acceptance, not cultivation"

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's eyes showed a curious gleam.

Swish

With Feng Yi's comprehension, the Yellow Clay Altar before him directly merged into his body, returning to the depths of his spiritual world.

The innate Bagua formed from the black and white light points landed on the top of the Yellow Clay Altar, as if temporarily using the Yellow Clay Altar as a base to bear his status.

Yi is one, is Dao, both Chaos and Taiji, distinguishing yin and yang, deriving the innate Bagua.

The yin and yang lines continuously arrange and combine, forming various innate trigrams, constantly imprinted on the Yellow Clay Altar, causing its aura to continually change, becoming ever more ethereal and inscrutable.

Turning his inner vision inward, sensing this, Feng Yi's mind surfaced the rough Yellow Clay Altar he first saw, and a feeling of emotion arose.

This Yellow Clay Altar is becoming ever more sacred!

Even if now the Yellow Clay Altar and the previous Yellow Clay Altar were placed together, probably no one would believe they are the same object.

"However, for me, this is also a good thing; after all, compared to that mysterious Bagua diagram derived from the black and white light points, this Yellow Clay Altar can at least barely activate its power."

Thinking of this, Feng Yi no longer paid attention to these, and withdrew his spirit from within.

At this moment, the light on Xiao Chen's body also gradually faded, obviously having finished his comprehension.

Boom

The moment he opened his eyes, a powerful aura rose from his body, directly stirring the surrounding water flow.

Obviously, aided by this comprehension, Xiao Chen's cultivation advanced another step, still unable to perfectly restrain his aura.

Seeing this, Feng Yi raised his hand, a phantom Bagua pattern appeared, suppressing everything, causing the surroundings to return to calm once more.

"Let's go!"

A voice sounded from Xiao Chen's heart, instantly making him, who had clearly sensed his cultivation change and was obviously extremely excited, jump in fright.

After all, I am now underwater; how can there be a voice?

He glanced around, then fixed his gaze on the elder brother Feng before him.

Although the opponent's aura had not changed much, in a daze, Xiao Chen's pupils seemed to reflect a yin-yang Bagua diagram containing the principles of all changes in the world, sensing the fundamental law of the development of all things.

But the next moment, the Bagua diagram disappeared, and what reappeared was still that tall figure, as if merely his hallucination.

Feng Dage's harvest this time is probably much larger than mine!

This thought arose in his mind, Xiao Chen instantly restrained his pride, and his spirit returned to calm again.

Without paying attention to Xiao Chen's thought, after another glance at the Heavenly Stele, Feng Yi turned and headed upstream along the river.

He currently lacks the ability to take the Heavenly Stele, so for now leaving it here will suffice.

Anyway, with the Yellow Mud Altar present and having comprehended the Great Way inscriptions on it, Feng Yi can at any time use it to deduce the whereabouts of this Heavenly Stele.

He had a premonition that he would still need this Heavenly Stele's assistance in the future.

As for the voice that sounded in Xiao Chen's mind, it was merely an instinctive use after his spirit grew strong, a kind of alternative spiritual transmission.

Although he had not yet broken through to the Transcendent Mortal Realm, after comprehending the Heavenly Stele's mystic law and gaining clear insight into his own path, Feng Yi's spirit became ever stronger, even faintly surpassing the Transcendent Mortal Realm.

Seeing Feng Yi's action, Xiao Chen turned and glanced at the Heavenly Stele at the bottom of the Yellow River, then hurriedly followed him.

After a moment, the two figures disappeared, the bottom of the Yellow River returned to calm, leaving only an ancient-looking Heavenly Stele standing there, as if suppressing the Yellow River and also as if guarding it.

(End of chapter)