Chapter 83

Above the myriad heavens and worlds, the River of Fate looms lofty and inscrutable, situated in an ineffable special dimension, branching into tributaries that flow among seas of chaos.

Translation: Above the myriad heavens and worlds, the River of Fate is lofty and inscrutable, situated in an ineffable special dimension, branching out into tributaries that flow among seas of Chaos.

Check: The phrases translate as follows: "Above the myriad heavens and worlds", "River of Fate", "lofty and inscrutable", "situated in an ineffable special dimension", "branching out into tributaries", "flowing among seas of Chaos". Good.

Each sea of chaos is a vast multiverse, with infinite spacetime, endless universes, and countless parallel worlds—truly immeasurable.

Translation: Each sea of Chaos is a boundless multiverse, containing infinite spacetime, endless universes, countless parallel worlds, describable as vast and boundless.

Om

Translation: Hum

A special drop of 'river water' flowed down from the River of Fate into an immensely vast region of the chaos sea, naturally merging with that region's River of Fate and becoming part of it.

Translation: A special drop of 'river water' flowed down from the River of Fate, entering a region of immensely vast Chaos Sea, naturally merging with that region's River of Fate and becoming part of it.

Ding dong

Translation: Ding

At that moment, a clear, lofty piano note rang out, carrying an ineffable sense of exaltation, causing the entire River of Fate in that region to become illusory, as if the myriad heavens of that realm vanished with the note.

Translation: At that moment, a clear, lofty piano note rang out, carrying an ineffable sense of exaltation, causing the entire River of Fate in that region to become illusory, as if the region's myriad heavens vanished with the note.

But the next moment, the River of Fate twitched slightly, black and white lights swirled, and the piano note vanished.

Translation: But the next instant, the River of Fate twitched slightly, black and white lights swirled, and the piano note vanished as well.

Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Translation: Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

His consciousness kept falling, Feng Yi's mind seemed to sink into a special state, losing awareness of spacetime, as if his thoughts had stalled.

Translation: Consciousness continually fell; Feng Yi's mind seemed to sink into some special state, losing perception of spacetime, as if thought itself had stalled.

But just then, in a daze, a clear piano note seemed to sound in his mind, carrying a special resonance that shook his spirit, and he immediately lost consciousness, plunging into darkness.

Translation: But just then, in a daze, it seemed a clear piano note sounded in his mind, carrying a special flavor, shaking his spirit, and immediately he lost consciousness, plunging into darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yi's consciousness gradually returned, emerging from the darkness.

Translation: After an unknown span, Feng Yi's consciousness gradually returned, emerging from darkness.

Have we finally succeeded in crossing over? This crossing feels somehow abnormal again!

Translation: "Did I finally succeed in crossing over? This crossing feels odd again!"

The moment his mind returned, Feng Yi instinctively thought of this.

Translation: As his mind returned, Feng Yi subconsciously thought this.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Translation: But the next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Upon regaining his senses, Feng Yi discovered he could not perceive his own body, nor even his mode of existence.

Translation: Regaining his senses, Feng Yi discovered he could not perceive his own body, nor even his mode of existence.

In a daze, upon reflecting on himself, Feng Yi realized he was merely a phantom existence like a thought, sustained only by a familiar yet unfamiliar imprint, preventing him from dissipating.

Translation: In a daze, reflecting upon himself, Feng Yi found he was merely a thought-like illusory existence, sustained only by a familiar yet strange imprint, preventing dissipation.

Huh? What's going on? What's the situation? I didn't choose a bodily crossing this time, did I? Something went wrong again?

Translation: "Huh? What's going on? What situation? I didn't choose bodily transmigration this time, did I? Another mishap?"

Endless confusion welled up in his mind, and Feng Yi instinctively reached out with his spirit to connect with the Yi Dao Supreme Treasure he used for crossing, hoping to understand the specifics.

Translation: Endless confusion welled up; Feng Yi instinctively linked his mind with the Yi Dao Supreme Treasure he used to cross over, seeking details.

But then his spirit suddenly jolted, vaguely feeling a misty veil of spacetime separating his spirit from the Yi Dao Supreme Treasure, preventing true connection.

Translation: But then his mind jolted, vaguely sensing a misty spacetime veil between his mind and the Yi Dao Supreme Treasure, preventing true connection.

In a daze, a piece of information surfaced in his mind, causing Feng Yi to lapse into a stupor.

Translation: In a daze, a piece of information surfaced in his heart, causing Feng Yi to fall into a trance.

This is a special multiverse; for some reason, his physical body currently resides in a special dimension, not truly descended, only a spark of his innate spiritual light aligning with an imprint from this realm's heavens.

Translation: This is a special multiverse; for some reason, his physical body resides in a special dimension, not truly descended, only a thread of his innate spiritual light resonating with an imprint matching him in this realm's heavens.

In that case, even if something unexpected occurs, the protection of the Yi Dao Supreme Treasure cannot affect his true self.

Translation: Thus, even if an accident occurs, the protection of the Yi Dao Supreme Treasure cannot affect his true self.

Therefore, Feng Yi now finds himself in this strange state.

Translation: Hence, Feng Yi now exists in this strange state.

Special.

Translation: "Special."

In an instant, Feng Yi's spirit recalled the ethereal piano note that had echoed in his mind during his crossing, in a hazy moment.

Translation: In Feng Yi's mind, the ethereal piano note that had echoed during his crossing instantly surfaced.

Piano note.

Translation: "Piano note."

Could it be that this realm's heavens are another powerful multiverse similar to the Supreme One world of his previous crossing, and that its overlords have noticed him again?

Translation: "Could this realm be another powerful multiverse like the Supreme of an Era world I crossed before, and have I again been noticed by its great powers?"

Surely it can't be that unlucky, right?

Translation: "Surely I'm not that unlucky?"

Countless thoughts surged in his mind; although he had no physical form, Feng Yi still felt a toothache.

Translation: Countless thoughts surged; though he had no body, Feng Yi still felt a toothache.

After an unknown period, he finally came to his senses, gathered his scattered thoughts, and placed his spirit upon the imprint that resonated with him and sustained his innate spiritual light.

Translation: After an unknown time, he finally came to, gathered his thoughts, and placed his mind upon the imprint that matched him and sustained his innate spiritual light.

Hmm, this feels somewhat like the divine fire given by Suiren; perhaps it's an imprint left by an existence comparable to an ancestral god of the Longevity Realm.

Translation: "Huh, this feels somewhat like the primal fire granted by Suiren; perhaps it is an imprint left by an Ancestral God–level being comparable to the Longevity Realm."

Having that thought in mind, Feng Yi, after a moment's reflection, instinctively merged his spirit completely with the unfamiliar imprint sustaining his innate spiritual light, absorbing its contained information.

Translation: Having that thought, Feng Yi after a moment instinctively merged his mind completely with the unfamiliar imprint sustaining his innate spiritual light, absorbing its information.

Let me see what special world this crossing has brought me to.

Translation: "Let me see what special world this crossing has brought me to."

I hope it's not too outrageous!

Translation: "I hope it's not too absurd!"

Boom

Translation: Boom

At the moment of merging with the imprint, a roaring sound echoed in Feng Yi's mind, as if he had traversed spacetime, and he saw fragmented, chaotic, hazy images.

Translation: At the moment of merging with the imprint, a roaring sound echoed in Feng Yi's mind, as if he had traversed spacetime, showing him fragmented, chaotic, hazy images.

The heavens and earth were vast, the cosmos boundless.

Translation: Heaven and earth vast, cosmos immense.

In a daze, Feng Yi seemed to transform into a majestic figure holding an ancient stone tablet, like a supreme sovereign worshipped by countless beings across the universe.

Translation: In a daze, Feng Yi seemed to become a majestic figure holding an ancient stone tablet, like a supreme sovereign worshipped by countless beings in the universe.

After an unknown period, he again seemed to become a chieftain of a barbaric tribe, leading humanity out of ignorance toward civilization.

Translation: After an unknown span, he seemed to turn into a chieftain of a barbaric tribe, leading humanity out of ignorance toward civilization.

Two different figures continually flowed through his mind, as if they were two lifetimes of one person, or as if they were two distinct beings with some sense of separation.

Translation: The two differing images continually flowed in his mind, like two lifetimes of one person, or like two distinct figures, with a sense of separation between them.

However, both figures resonated with Feng Yi's innate spiritual light, and this information perfectly merged into his mind, placing him in a particular state.

Translation: Yet both images resonated with Feng Yi's innate spiritual light; this information perfectly merged into his heart, placing him in a special state.

Fortunately, Feng Yi had previously briefly dwelt in the Ancestral God Realm, gaining a completely different understanding of rules, principles, and the Great Dao; although his current realm is gone, many insights remain settled in his mind, so digesting the imprint's information now does not affect him.

Translation: Fortunately, Feng Yi had briefly dwelt in the Ancestral God Realm, gaining a wholly different understanding of rules, law, and the Great Dao; though his realm is now gone, many insights have settled in his mind, so digesting the imprint's information now does not affect him.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yi suddenly snapped back, continually organizing and summarizing the information, contemplating the fragmented images.

Translation: After an unknown time, Feng Yi suddenly came to, continually organizing and summarizing the information, contemplating the fragmented images.

Shortly thereafter, all the information coalesced, and he instantly realized the identities of the two figures that had appeared in his mind while digesting the imprint.

Translation: Shortly after, all the information integrated, and he instantly realized the identities of the two figures that had appeared in his mind while digesting the imprint.

Emperor Fuxi.

Translation: "Great Emperor Fuxi."

And his second incarnation through corpse spirit communication, the Taihao Fuxi clan.

Translation: "And his second incarnation via corpse spirit, Taihao Fuxi."

Upon realizing the identities of those two figures, Feng Yi, according to the remaining information in the imprint, directly understood the situation of this realm's heavens he had crossed into.

Translation: Upon realizing the identities of those two figures, from the imprint's remaining information Feng Yi also immediately understood the situation of this realm he had crossed into.

Damn, it's Shrouding the Heavens.

Translation: "Damn, Covering the Sky."

Even though Feng Yi at this point isn't even a ghost, relying solely on the Fuxi imprint to avoid dissipation, he couldn't help but utter a curse.

Translation: Even though Feng Yi now is hardly a ghost, sustained only by the Fuxi imprint to avoid dissipation, he couldn't help but curse.

The trilogy world, or rather the Coffin‑Lord world, is the complete state of the heavens Feng Yi has crossed into; Shrouding the Heavens is merely a fragmentary universe within it.

Translation: The Trilogy World, or rather the Coffin Master World, is the complete state of the realm Feng Yi crossed into; Covering the Sky is merely a deficient universe beneath it.

This is a realm of heavens no less mighty than the Supreme One world.

Translation: This is a mighty multiverse no less than the Supreme of an Era world.

The Supreme One world has a Dao‑fruit realm Dao Sovereign, while these heavens have a Copper Coffin Lord atop the Sacrificial Dao.

Translation: The Supreme of an Era has a Dao Venerable of the Dao Fruit realm; this realm has a Coffin Master above the Sacrificial Dao.

In the future of the Supreme One world, the Three Pure Ones attain the Dao‑fruit position; likewise, the future of these heavens sees the attainment of the Sacrificial Dao by the figures Huang, Ye, and Chu.

Translation: In the Supreme of an Era world's future, the Three Pure Ones attain the Dao Fruit position; in this realm's future, Huang, Ye, and Chu achieve positions above the Sacrificial Dao.

Both worlds can be considered strong even among the true heavens, at least stronger than the Longevity Realm!

Translation: Both worlds can be considered strong even among true heavens, at least stronger than the Longevity Realm!

Having this vision of the world in his mind, if he had a body now, Feng Yi would surely sigh.

Translation: Having this situation in mind, if he had a body, Feng Yi would likely sigh.

What kind of damned luck is this?

Translation: What kind of damned luck is this?

His first crossing placed him in a special universe beneath the Supreme One's heavens; this second crossing brought him to the Coffin‑Lord world.

Translation: The first crossing placed him in a special universe beneath the Supreme of an Era realm; this second crossing brought him to the Coffin Master World.

Coffin Lord.

Translation: "Coffin Master."

Piano note

Translation: "Piano note."

His heart stirred, Feng Yi instantly regained his senses, and in his mind appeared that lofty, distant piano tone; subconsciously, a ridiculous thought arose in his heart.

But the next moment, he instinctively obliterated the thought in his mind, pressing all information about the qin sound deep into his heart, no longer to recall it.

No matter what state that person is currently in, it is beyond his present ability to comprehend or investigate.

After suppressing the thought in his mind, Feng Yi began to recall the situation of this world, considering what he should do next.

But immediately after, feeling his current state, his heart couldn't help but feel somewhat speechless.

Last time when he transmigrated to the World of the One Lifetime Supreme, he at least transmigrated into a person, still had his own body, and could cultivate bit by bit.

This time, however, he directly merged with a seal, and now he isn't even worthy of being called a ghost.

"Really, each time is a bigger pitfall!"

"Sigh, the most urgent thing now is still to figure out how to give myself a whole body!"

This thought arose in his mind, and just then Feng Yi seemed to suddenly sense something, subconsciously merging his spirit completely with the Fuxi seal that supported him.

The next moment, his spirit sank into emptiness and clarity, as if using this Fuxi seal to unite with the karma in the dark, he sensed some special qi closely connected to him.

In a daze, Feng Yi seemed to hear a series of vague sounds, like the prayers of living beings, and felt that this power was somewhat familiar.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly came to his senses, instantly recalling where this familiar feeling came from.

The essential nature of the power of those False God Half-Ancestors that he had comprehended!

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's heart subconsciously surfaced a thought:

Power of sentient beings' thoughts!

This is the power of sentient beings' thoughts in this universe, concerning Fuxi the Great Emperor and Taihao Fuxi.

Constant remembrance brings forth a response!

To some extent, Fuxi the Great Emperor and the second-generation Taihao Fuxi, whose fleshly body is spiritually linked with him, can also be considered to have always lived within the thoughts of sentient beings.

"Can I, with this special qi connected to me, following the manner in which those False God Half-Ancestors were born, first create a temporary body for myself to temporarily escape this state worse than a ghost?"

As this thought arose in his mind, Feng Yi's spirit saw an ancient book appear, seeming to contain the power to turn the illusory into the real, also representing the essence of the spirit, carrying a hint of illusion, having no substance, entirely a condensation of rules.

"Fortunately, this book is entirely a condensation of rules, and is already considered part of my own innate spiritual light; otherwise, I'm afraid I couldn't even bring this book into these heavens!"

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's heart involuntarily gave rise to a hint of helplessness.

He had just discovered that, perhaps due to some limitation of these heavens, even the Fuxi qin remained in his true body, unable to truly be brought to this innate spiritual light of his.

"Worse than last time when he transmigrated to the World of the One Lifetime Supreme, the qin sound... sigh."

He sighed inwardly, but since it was already like this, Feng Yi didn't think too much more, secretly gathering his scattered thoughts, merging his spirit with the Fuxi seal of this realm.

The next moment, the book opened, a brush entirely condensed from rules appeared; Feng Yi merged his spirit into it, relying on the rules and information contained in the Fuxi seal of this realm, he sketched on it a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Hum

As the outline drawn by the brush tip gradually became clear, the Fuxi seal merged with Feng Yi's spirit automatically attracted the special qi existing in the dark, continually gathering onto the book.

Feng Yi's spirit instantly fell into a daze, only feeling that suddenly countless voices began to echo within his mind.

In an instant, he felt his spirit seemed about to split directly into countless parts, transforming into various images of Fuxi.

"Is this the Fuxi cognized in the thoughts of sentient beings? Every person has their own cognized Fuxi in their heart!"

This thought arose in his mind, Feng Yi instinctively merged with the Fuxi seal, while simultaneously operating the power of the book, according to the information he had comprehended from the power of those False God Half-Ancestors, he sorted out this power of sentient beings' thoughts concerning the cognition of Fuxi.

At the same time, a vague flame appeared on the brow of the Fuxi figure gradually outlined on the book, like the light of civilization, embracing all, causing all sounds to naturally dissipate into nothingness.

In the dark, the formless qi continually drawn by Fuxi's status and the power of the book kept gathering, making the figure outlined on the book ever clearer, as if truly transforming from illusion into reality.

After an unknown period, a soft "hum" sounded, directly resonating in Feng Yi's spirit, letting him sense an instinctual call.

At this moment, the figure outlined on the book also completely solidified, becoming a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

This figure somewhat resembled Feng Yi's true form, yet had subtle differences, as if mainly based on his innate spiritual light, yet also influenced by the information of the Fuxi seal of this realm, thus forming a new figure.

Upon seeing this figure, Feng Yi felt an inexplicable sensation, as if the other was another himself, a self existing between reality and illusion.

After sensing for a moment, Feng Yi's heart stirred; his innate spiritual light and the Fuxi seal completely merged into one, and then he directly entered this figure.

Hum

In an instant, it seemed to have gained some important support, and this figure instantly became a bit more vivid, as if endowed with the essence of a truly existent power.

The next moment, this figure began to walk out of the book continuously, as if step by step moving from illusion toward reality.

Within the vast ancient mountain range, a special qi between heaven and earth continually gathered.

After an unknown period, a tall figure clad in a dark robe suddenly appeared in the void.

This figure seemed to be sketched out by heaven and earth with a brush, point by point, first illusory, then gradually solidifying.

This scene seemed as if the figure walked out from within a scroll, transforming from illusion into a real existence.

After an unknown period, the heavens and earth trembled, and this dark-robed figure completely solidified, like a true flesh-and-blood body.

Hum

He slowly opened his eyes; illusory yin-yang trigrams flowed within the pupils of this figure, carrying a hint of mysterious obscurity.

This figure naturally is Feng Yi, or rather, a body condensed from the power of sentient beings' thoughts concerning Fuxi in this world's heaven and earth.

His spirit reflected upon himself, continually perceiving the condition of this body, understanding his current state.

After a good while, Feng Yi finally came to his senses, couldn't help but clench his fist, faintly feeling a sense of reality.

"Indeed, the thoughts of sentient beings truly possess a special kind of great power!"

"But, given my current state, to some extent, can I be considered a god of faith?"

"Fuxi... god?"

(End of chapter)