Chapter 924

Changli Weiyang did not linger any longer.

She turned around, transformed into a streak of red light, resolutely returned to the No Return Road, and stepped back into the No Return Space-Time Sea.

Her red clothes fluttered, and her crimson hair flew in the wind.

Her figure disappeared into the endless space-time turbulence.

Leaving behind only a firm vow, echoing in the wind:

"I will definitely find you, Wuque..."

"Even if I have to walk through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and tread through the eternal reincarnation, I will find you..."

From then on, a red figure appeared in the No Return Space-Time Sea.

She traveled through the endless regions of the entire No Return Space-Time Sea, searching for traces of Ye Wuque.

Piece after piece of space-time fragments were searched through by her.

Place after place of forbidden death zones were stepped into by her.

She had been to the God-Demon Burial Ground, searching for that familiar figure among the mountains of corpses.

She had been to the space-time rifts, calling his name amidst the violent space-time storms.

She had been to countless broken worlds destroyed by the Ominous Power, investigating every possible trace of aura amidst the ruins.

She had encountered countless Ominous creatures, ranging from the Supreme Realm to the Half-step Transcendence level.

Every time, she did not retreat.

With the Reincarnation Dao Rule operating and the long silk in her hand dancing, she slaughtered all those Ominous creatures.

Fresh blood stained her red clothes.

But it could not extinguish the obsession in her heart.

Day after day, year after year.

She did not know how many miles she had walked, nor how many Ominous creatures she had slaughtered.

Her cultivation realm became more and more stable through repeated battles and traversing space-time.

Feng Caichen also swung the Yangwu Sword in his hand again!

Streaks of sharp sword light, like meteors, shot toward the nine Transcendents!

She had even faintly touched the threshold of the Transcendent Realm.

But she did not care about this at all.

She did not care how high her cultivation realm was.

She only cared about whether she could find Ye Wuque.

Every time she arrived at a place, she would stop, close her eyes, and sense carefully.

Sensing that aura engraved deep in her soul.

But every time, it was met with disappointment.

That aura seemed to have completely disappeared from between heaven and earth.

There was not the slightest trace.

But she did not give up.

If she couldn't find him once, she would look ten times.

If she couldn't find him ten times, she would look a hundred times.

If she couldn't find him a hundred times, she would look for a lifetime.

She believed that as long as she kept looking, one day, she would find him.

The No Return Space-Time Sea was very, very large.

So large that it was unimaginable.

But her obsession was even deeper and heavier than this space-time sea.

At this moment, over a hundred years had passed since the battle between Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen, and those nine Transcendents.

The core area of the great battle was still that terrifyingly incomparable forbidden life zone.

For an endless radius, it was all chaos particles and energy storms.

Ordinary Supremes did not dare to step in easily.

After that battle, that faint trace of golden light and that faint trace of white light that no one had discovered had already gone to who knows where.

The No Return Space-Time Sea could be seen as countless No Return Roads merged together.

In terms of ancient mystery and vastness, this region was probably only inferior to the No Return Realm.

But there was no doubt that its vastness and majesty were still unimaginable.

It was no exaggeration to say that even if tens of trillions of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were put together, it would not be one-hundred-millionth as vast as the No Return Space-Time Sea.

Here, space-time was folded, and causality was chaotic.

One step out could span hundreds of millions of star rivers, or return to ten thousand years ago.

One careless move could lead to being lost in the space-time turbulence forever, never to escape.

At this very moment.

In an inconspicuous corner of the vast No Return Space-Time Sea.

In the unimaginable depths of a terrifying, layered space-time interlayer that no one cared about.

In that unpredictable region where even laws, order, space-time, and causality were all blurred.

This was an absolute forbidden life zone.

Since ancient times, no living being had ever come or appeared here.

And no living being would ever notice this place.

Because here, there were neither precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures, nor heaven-defying inheritance opportunities.

All that existed were the chaotic space-time forces and the chaotic air currents that annihilated everything.

Even a Half-step Transcendent elite, if they strayed here, would have their soul crushed by the chaotic space-time and their physical body ground away by the chaotic air currents.

Ultimately ending up with their body and spirit annihilated.

However, at this moment.

In this terrifying region, there had been different movements in recent years.

It could be seen that in the center of a certain region, four mysterious and majestic great auras were slowly shining.

The four clusters of light were of different colors.

One was as fierce as gold, with fighting spirit soaring to the heavens, as if it could fight through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and crush all strong enemies.

It was precisely the Origin of the Battle Saint Method!

One was deep and illusory, with space-time flowing, as if it could control the past and future and traverse eternal reincarnation.

It was precisely the Origin of the Space-Time Sacred Method!

One was as warm as jade, full of vitality, as if it could create all living things and nourish the heaven and earth.

It was precisely the Origin of the Creation Sacred Method!

One was as pitch-black as ink, silent and cold, as if it could swallow the light of all heavens and sink endless sentient beings.

It was precisely the Origin of the Darkness Sacred Method!

The four Sacred Method Origins, like four eternal stars, floated quietly in the chaotic space-time interlayer.

The great power they emitted isolated all the violent space-time turbulence and chaotic air currents around them.

In the central area guarded by them, immeasurable mysterious radiance was emitted.

The light was soft and brilliant, making it impossible to see clearly.

Faintly, it was a humanoid light shadow.

If a living being with sufficient cultivation realm observed carefully, they would find that this was actually a person!

Who was slowly condensing and taking shape!

This person was naturally Ye Wuque.

Yes, in that battle, he had not completely died.

He was still alive.

After burning everything to unleash that final punch back then, his physical body, soul, and Dao foundation had all shattered.

Logically speaking, he should have had his body and spirit annihilated and fallen completely.

But at that final moment, the four Sacred Method Origins erupted simultaneously, using supreme great power to protect a wisp of his primordial life causality mark.

They forcibly brought that wisp of mark from under the noses of the nine Transcendents, broke through the energy storm of the battlefield, wandered around, and finally arrived at this mysterious place that no one could discover.

At this time, after more than a hundred years of nourishment and repair, his figure was finally about to completely condense and take shape.

He was finally about to wake up completely.

It could only be said that the Sacred Method Origin was worthy of being the Sacred Method Origin, and worthy of being Ye Wuque's greatest opportunity and creation in this life.

These four Sacred Method Origins had long recognized Ye Wuque as their master and established an unimaginable causal connection with him.

They had long been one in glory and one in loss.

This was how they were able to preserve a wisp of Ye Wuque's causal mark.

Without the trump card of the four Sacred Method Origins, Ye Wuque would definitely have fallen completely, with no chance of survival.

Being able to live and being about to revive was absolutely a stroke of luck among strokes of luck.

"Hum——!!!"

Finally, at a certain moment.

The humanoid light shadow in the center shook violently!

Immeasurable golden light erupted from within!

Illuminating the entire space-time interlayer brightly!

The next moment.

Ye Wuque's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

Two golden beams of light shot out from his eyes, piercing through the endless space-time turbulence.

"Still not dead..."

Ye Wuque lowered his head and looked at his hands that had condensed and taken shape again.

Although his palms were still somewhat illusory, they existed in reality.

He felt the weak power slowly flowing in his body and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, the four Sacred Method Origins exerted their power..."

"This time... it can truly be considered a trip through the gates of hell..."

Recalling the tragedy of that battle, Ye Wuque still had lingering fears.

Nine Transcendents joined forces to besiege him.

With that kind of lineup, if it were anyone else, they would definitely die.

Being able to survive was already a great stroke of luck.

However, although Ye Wuque almost died.

But for himself, and for his Dao foundation, it was a true Nirvana rebirth!

Finding life in the midst of death.

After walking on the edge of death, his understanding of the Great Dao and his understanding of life and death had reached a brand new realm.

Especially the final punch that burned everything and fused all his power.

That feeling of integrating all his essence, all his will, and all his Dao rules into one benefited him greatly.

Surviving this life-and-death crisis was unimaginably beneficial to Ye Wuque's future path to the peak of the Great Dao.

His Dao heart was more condensed and firmer than before.

His Dao foundation had also become more solid and heavier under the nourishment of the four Sacred Method Origins.