Chapter 545: The World Calls Me… Fate Master

Amid the flood of information are the core cultivation method of the Fate‑Stepping Imperial Unicorn Clan, the outline and all essence of the cultivation manual "Treading Fate Imperial Art," several powerful destiny divine abilities' cultivation methods and insights, and a unique understanding and techniques for applying the Fate Tiandao!

The depth and breadth far exceed any fate inheritance Ye Wuque has previously encountered!

Ye Wuque has also obtained a new Ten Fierce Beings Imperial Art!

The pure energy sphere is the most refined portion of the Primordial life source and Fate Dao Rule essence left by this great Treading Fate Imperial Unicorn, and although time has caused some loss, it remains overwhelmingly powerful, offering incalculable benefits to Ye Wuque for stabilizing his realm, breaking through higher levels, especially for his initial contact and insight into the Fate Tiandao.

The inheritance has been obtained, but Ye Wuque did not immediately sink into contemplation.

He forcibly suppresses the surging mysteries in his sea of knowledge and the rushing energy within his body, his gaze still fixed on the gradually dimming, illusory Mind Imprint Light Shadow.

He has a more important question to ask.

"May I ask, senior," Ye Wuque's voice carried respect and inquiry, "what exactly did you encounter on No Return…? What… caused you and senior Ao Kun's downfall?"

What he asked was undoubtedly the direct cause of that senior's downfall that year.

He wishes to learn more about the true situation deep within the Deep of No Return Road, to understand the genuine darkness behind it.

This is not only to satisfy curiosity, but also to be prepared when he himself steps there in the future.

Moreover, should he gain the ability later, he hopes for a chance to avenge these two worthy seniors.

As soon as Ye Wuque spoke, the Mind Imprint Light Shadow, which had been relaxed and pleased by the inheritance, suddenly stalled!

Guangying rippled violently, as if a massive stone had been thrown into a calm lake!

A wave of indescribable complex emotion spread from it…

There was bone‑deep pain, unfulfilled ambition's resentment, longing for past comrades, but more… a despair that seemed imprinted in the deepest soul, impossible to erase even after dying for ten thousand ages!

It was the ultimate despair that arises when confronting an absolute power gap, incomprehensible terror, and an inescapable predetermined fate.

Guangying slowly, deeply inhaled, as if calming the emotional surge that had raged across ten thousand ages.

After a long while, it finally spoke in an unprecedentedly solemn, heavy, even slightly trembling tone, slowly opening its mouth:

"The true depths of No Return… are a Great Terror that can plunge the heavens for ten thousand ages into ultimate Jiemie… an Eternal Darkness that even light and hope cannot illuminate…

Its voice was hoarse: 'It is still too early for you to understand these… knowing too much is of no benefit to your cultivation, and may even… shake your Dark Heart…'

It originally intended to stop there, saying no more, to protect the hopeful spark before it.

However, when its gaze fell again upon Ye Wuque's face, it saw not fear or retreat, but a blazing, purer flame burning in his deep Dark Eye!

It was an undying Fighting Spirit spanning ten thousand ages, a resolute determination to walk toward the tiger mountain knowing the mountain harbors tigers, and an invincible belief to trample all Darkness beneath his feet!

Seeing such a gaze, Guangying fell silent.

It seemed to see its younger self, Ao Kun, and the brilliance that once shone in the eyes of all the sages who had ventured onto that No Return Road.

In the end, it let out a slight sigh, filled with endless desolation and a hint of relief.

"Very well…" Guangying's voice grew low and solemn, as if unveiling a forbidden secret, "Since you have taken this path, and you are destined to face… I will tell you this… Remember, do not probe deeply, do not fear; simply keep it in your heart as a warning and motivation for your journey."

It paused, each word seeming as heavy as a thousand pounds:

"The root cause of my and Ao Kun's downfall… lies in the deepest part of No Return, those lurking, world‑corrupting… Darkness Lineage…"

"And within, there exists an Extinction Sequence that even the Emperor Fiends find despair‑inducing…"

"And… the breath projection of Yongheng Anzu, who governs all Darkness and symbolizes ultimate Destruction and void…"

It did not continue, offering no description of the specific battle, nor depicting the enemy's appearance or tactics.

But merely the terms Darkness Lineage, Extinction Sequence, Yongheng Anzu, and the color of terror, shiver, and despair hidden deep in its Dark Eye as Guangying uttered them, already explain everything!

It was a fear imprinted in the instinct of life, the ultimate despair when confronting a higher‑level, incomprehensible, unbeatable existence!

Ye Wuque's pupils narrowed, engraving these key terms deep and firmly into the depths of his soul!

Darkness Lineage… Extinction Sequence… Yongheng Anzu…

Although the information remains vague, at least there is a direction, a name.

He knows this is the terrifying foe he will face in the future.

"Alright…" Guangying's voice became calm again, even carrying a hint of liberated ease, "All that should be said and all that should not, have been told. Human youth… cultivate well."

Its Light Shadow began to dim and become transparent at a visible speed, like a dying candle in the wind about to exhaust its last oil.

"Back then, after I knew my Primordial was exhausted and my days were few, I used my last strength to traverse time and space, arriving here, choosing this relatively tranquil place of self‑immolation."

"I set a seal and left this fragment of Mind Imprint, not for anything else, but to await a… sufficiently dazzling, worthy successor to inherit my Dao lineage, perhaps able to continue our will, a destined one…"

"Now, you have arrived. My final lingering thought and hope have finally… been fulfilled."

Guangying's voice grew ever weaker, its Light Shadow Outline becoming increasingly vague, almost unreadable.

"My Mind Imprint, which has barely lingered for endless years, is almost… about to… end…"

In that voice was a final lingering affection for the mortal world, infinite expectation for Ye Wuque's future, and a sense of release at finally being able to rest, passing the burden to successors.

Ye Wuque watched the Light Shadow that was about to vanish completely, feeling a surge of complex emotions… joy at receiving the inheritance, heaviness at knowing the secret, and deep respect and a hint of pity for the once‑glorious senior who ultimately fell here in darkness.

He hurried forward a step, addressing the almost‑transparent Light Shadow, asking his final question, his voice urgent and solemn:

"May I ask, senior… how should I address you?! As a junior who has received your inheritance, I must remember your name!"

The nearly vanished Light Shadow paused slightly.

The final faint golden glimmer, like a reflected afterglow, brightened for a brief instant.

A grand, majestic voice, as if capable of fixing fate yet imbued with endless desolation and solitude, echoed across ten thousand ages, drifting gently through the now‑silent, empty Stone Hall where only the Great Dragon Halberd lay tilted in the ground:

"The world… calls me…"

"Fate Master…"

The moment the words fell—

"Puff…"

Like the final faint sound of a snuffed candle.

The faint golden Mind Imprint Light Shadow completely vanished, turning into specks of sparkling dust that drifted in the air, finally returning to void, leaving no trace.

And at almost the same moment!

In the center of the Stone Hall, the massive Treading Fate Imperial Qilin skeleton, seated for countless ten‑thousands of years and radiating endless majesty and Fate Aura, seemed to have lost its final thread of power and shuddered violently!

Immediately thereafter, under Ye Wuque's gaze, the incredibly hard, eternally unrottable skeleton, as if weathered by billions of years, began at the finest bone dust to rapidly crumble, vanish, and turn into flying ash!

There was no earth‑shaking sound, no energy burst, only a silent, heart‑pounding annihilation.

In just a few breaths, the complete skeleton that towered a thousand zhang and once belonged to a great Treading Fate Imperial Qilin vanished entirely, leaving not a speck of dust, as if it had never existed in this world.

And with the skeleton's total disappearance, the terrifying, overwhelming Imperial Beast Pressure and the dense Force of Fate that had permeated the entire Cave and even affected the outside Ancient Star vanished without a trace in an instant!

It was as if an invisible curtain had been lifted, as if a dream that lasted ten thousand ages had suddenly awakened.

This place, once an ancient inheritance site brimming with world‑shaking destiny and causing True Dragon Bone to resonate, instantly reverted to an ordinary, empty Cave, with only the Jade Platform and the Great Dragon Halberd thrust into the ground, nothing else special.

Silence.

Death‑like silence.

Only Ye Wuque's slightly heavy breathing and the faint dragon‑qi hum lingering on the shaft of the Great Dragon Halberd embedded in the ground could be heard.

Ye Wuque stood still in place, motionless for a long while.

His gaze swept over the empty Jade Platform, over the massive halberd shaft in his hand that seemed to bear even greater weight, and finally settled on the deep sea of consciousness at his own brow, already calm yet containing vast inheritance information.

Fate Master……

The mightiest of the Fate‑Stepping Imperial Unicorn Clan, the Emperor Fiend who wields Fate, senior Ao Kun's life‑and‑death brother… here, completely returned to Jiemie, leaving only a thread of inheritance and a title.

And this inheritance, this Causality, this heavy expectation and the terrifying information about the Darkness Lineage, the Extinction Sequence, and the Eternal Dark Ancestor… will all be inherited by Ye Wuque, who will bear them forward.

"Huh……"

Ye Wuque exhaled a long breath of foul air, his eyes becoming steadfast and profound again.

He reached out, grasped the shaft of the Great Dragon Halberd embedded in the ground, and slowly pulled it out.

"Senior, go in peace." He spoke softly to the empty Jade Platform, "The path you have not finished, the wishes left unfulfilled… I entrust them to your junior."