Chapter 1437
The First Saint's Transcendence!
Chapter 1437 The First Saint's Transcendence!
The future, the present.
This place has completely transcended the constraints of matter; a profound darkness surges within the illusory river, symbolizing the eternal stillness of nothingness after the end times.
Even time itself seems to stand still here. The river of time is untraceable, and the web of cause and effect has nowhere to spread. All that can be seen is emptiness, like a bottomless abyss. Let alone getting close, even a single glance could lead to the terrifying crisis of one's primordial spirit being shattered and consciousness sinking!
This is the final tribulation.
He is the end, the absolute, the deathly silence, the end of everything, like a book turned to its last page, and once closed, there is nothing left.
Originally, He had no way to disobey.
However, at this moment, a glimmer of light emerged from the void, creating heaven and earth, re-establishing the earth, water, wind, and fire, and opening up a completely new future from the void.
That was—the Sea of Light.
The future Sea of Light is a rebirth after the apocalypse, a "variable" that should not exist, but was forcibly created by some supreme power!
"This is the Transformation of the Spirit."
In that instant, a strong sense of enlightenment appeared in the eyes of the World Honored One. At the level of the Dao Lord, one can understand many things with just a glance.
On the other side, the First Saint also had a deep look in his eyes: "It's still early. Up until now, we have only lived in the thought of [Jun], which is the future vision he observed. Similarly, the scene of the end times that we see now is essentially separated by a layer of the great power of the God Transformation Realm."
So they're not dead yet.
The power of the Divine Transformation became a crucial veil, protecting all the Dao Lords who faced the final tribulation, allowing them to envision the future corresponding to the Sea of Light.
And once [they] are defeated.
When the true apocalypse sweeps across all existence, everyone will die. The only thing [Jun] can do is sacrifice himself to forcibly start the next cycle of reincarnation.
The First Sage was absolutely unwilling to accept this outcome.
That's why he wanted to break free from the idea of "equality" and then use the Seed of the Great Dao to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, taking the lead in transcending!
As for what will happen to Shenzhou and Guanghai after he transcends, whether they will be completely destroyed or barely survive, he doesn't care at all.
"Boom!"
The roar of time echoed in the void. The First Sage flicked his sleeve, and a fair hand pressed down from that lofty place, reaching towards the World Honored One.
Beneath this palm, the river of time seemed to transform into a babbling brook. Countless people and events, past, present, and future, flowed by, and history, blood, tears, and tragedies were nothing more than bubbles that could be punctured with a single poke before this palm. Even the World Honored One was but a fish swimming beneath its palm.
The palm falls, and the five fingers are pinched together.
In an instant, in the Buddha's memory, in his past, his present, and his future, he seemed to see a fair hand at every moment.
The hand was reaching out to grab him.
At every point in time—when he was born, when he was just beginning his cultivation, when he had just attained enlightenment, and after he attained enlightenment—this hand had his neck gripped!
"Amitabha!"
The Buddha clasped his hands together, his compassionate expression vanished, revealing a fierce and wrathful countenance. The sounds emanating from his mouth subtly overlapped.
It was as if he wasn't speaking alone, but rather countless versions of himself from different points in time speaking at the same time, yet all converging in the present moment. The majestic golden Buddha statue shone brightly, causing the great net of cause and effect to fluctuate violently, constantly generating new causes and effects, attempting to break free from the fair palm.
However, the first sage remained unmoved.
"A cornered beast's struggle."
A calm voice, without any undulation, and an even more magnificent power of time invaded the great net of cause and effect, seizing the new cause and effect established by the World Honored One.
"Click, click, click!"
In an instant, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, visible cracks gradually appeared on the neck of the Buddha statue that had been transformed by the World Honored One, and they became increasingly severe.
He was dying.
There is no doubt that the First Sage's hand is tightening. Once the World Honored One's head is pulled out of thin air like this, the World Honored One's death will be inevitable!
After all, the World Honored One has not undergone a fundamental transformation. His immortality at this moment is entirely dependent on the Underworld. Once the Underworld is destroyed, he will hardly survive.
Of course, it makes no difference. Even if there is a fundamental transformation, as long as it is not a "false transcendence" like Si Chong, or a three-stage qualitative change like Shi Wei Xiong and Zhi Tian Ming, the First Saint believes that with the power he currently possesses, he can completely grind it down little by little by suppressing it.
"Unfortunately, the efficiency is still a bit low."
"Even Wanbao will be much harder to kill after he becomes a Dao Lord."
Looking at the World Honored One who was still struggling, the First Saint shook his head: "Master Wei Xiong, if we can obtain his sacrificial sword technique, the efficiency should be even higher."
This sentiment is also reflected in the words within the "Book of Divine Fortune and Destiny":
Forget about it, you can't learn that.
To date, only Shi Weixiong's sacrificial knife technique has been able to eliminate an enlightened being in a very short time, and this is not because Shi Weixiong's cultivation level is higher.
The law he's practicing is the law of killing.
[Like the false transcendence of those who instigate evil spirits, this is a method exclusive to oneself; one can observe it, but not learn it, otherwise one will only go astray and waste one's cultivation.]
Just then, the First Saint suddenly raised his head and immediately sneered:
"We had just mentioned this person when he arrived."
"What a coincidence."
Boom!
Before the words were finished, a dazzling beam of light shot from the past, splitting everything in its path into a clear black and white.
"cut!"
With a chilling rebuke, the beam of light pierced through all obstacles in an instant, striking the outstretched palm of the First Saint and leaving a dazzling scarlet blade mark.
The knife wound was initially just a thin line, but as time passed, it began to split open at an unimaginable speed, only to repair itself quickly, and then split open again. This strange stalemate was the result of the collision of the two forces, with repair ultimately prevailing.
Upon seeing this, a cold snort rang out from the flashing blades.
The next second, the blade light that had originally affected all points in time—past, present, and future—that had simultaneously struck the First Saint's palm suddenly began to collapse.
It no longer seeks to destroy the future.
In the past and present, it only cuts off a portion.
By reducing the target of the confrontation, the power of the blade surged in certain time scenes, and the speed of cracking instantly broke through the repair limit.
"Dangdang!"
A pale hand fell to the ground.
Of the countless scenes depicted over time, this image appears in about one-third of the scenes, while the remaining two-thirds remain intact.
This is undoubtedly a compromise.
In a direct confrontation, even Shi Weixiong, who had undergone three qualitative changes, was no match for the initial saint and had to choose to retreat to a less desirable option!
But that's enough.
In the next instant, the World-Honored One used the opening created by Master Wei Xiong to emerge from the scene of "the first saint's hand being severed, and himself successfully surviving."
Chu Sheng frowned slightly upon seeing this: "It seems this will be a bit more troublesome."
"How about it? Do you need my help?"
Chu Sheng shook his head: "There's no need for that. He's only one person, and he's no match for me in a one-on-one fight. You have more important things to do than him."
【.good.】
The text quickly disappeared, and then the originally bright "Book of Divine Fortune and Destiny" dimmed, revealing a somewhat "empty" image.
Meanwhile, on the edge of the main battlefield where the World Honored One was, several imposing figures stood tall. Zhu Liuxian, Shan Qiuhuo, Jiao Guiren, and Dao Tianqi were confronting the founders of the Canghao, Wanfa, and Mingxiang sects, forming a delicate balance between the two sides.
“Name, appearance”.
Zhu Liuxian sighed heavily, "Is it necessary to go to such lengths for transcendence, for the sake of becoming a deity? To risk leading to the destruction of the Divine Land."
The founder of the Famous School shook his head upon hearing this.
His expression was equally somber, and he sighed, "To be honest, I actually regret it a little. I didn't expect that the nascent saint was the mastermind behind everything."
On the other hand, the founder of the Xiangjiao sect also felt somewhat helpless:
"However, things have already come to this."
"We both know that there's no going back in this world. Even if there were, it wouldn't be relevant to us. We can only go down this path to the bitter end."
Otherwise, you'll really have nothing left.
Continuing on would at least give me a chance to achieve a Nascent Soul Transformation, but giving up halfway would mean getting nothing. At this moment, reason prevailed over emotion.
Or rather—
"Such is the nature of human nature, what can be done about it?"
In the distance, the First Sage took everything in view, and the reaction of the Master of Famous Physics was just as he had expected. So far, things were under his control.
"With a master like Xiong here, it's probably not worth taking down Wanbao in the short term. Let's focus on getting the other task done first; it won't make much difference."
Thinking of this, Chu Sheng became even more indifferent.
And the mysterious imagery of "destiny" surrounding him grew stronger and stronger, seemingly indicating that the final outcome of this struggle was already predetermined.
Ancient China.
The final calamity Dao God ignored the departing Dao Ancestors and simply stood quietly in the empty wilderness, enjoying the sense of peace brought by the world of life.
As for the battle for the Divine Transformation Realm or the Seed of the Great Dao, he had no interest in them. As a born Dao God symbolizing the end of the calamity, the higher his realm, the closer he would be to his own demise. Therefore, he was more concerned with how to live longer than with improving his cultivation level, and he didn't care about anything else.
Therefore, the departure of the Dao Ancestors suited his wishes perfectly. At this moment, he only wanted to enjoy this moment to the fullest, until the Divine Land was destroyed, and then try to travel to an earlier "past" to continue surviving.
However, at that moment...
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, the thoughts of the God of the Final Tribulation came to an abrupt halt. The intense pain made him unable to help but lower his head and look at the hand that was emerging from his chest.
The palms were crystal clear, with flowing blood vessels beneath the white jade-like skin, each one delicate and distinct. It was as if this was not a body created later, but a perfect work of art, born of nature, and surging with power equivalent to the ninth level of the [Other Shore].
"It's you!"
The final tribulation god's pupils shrank sharply. Just by seeing this inhuman hand, he realized the latter's identity and abruptly turned his head behind him.
And there.
He saw a face so stunningly beautiful that it seemed to possess all the elements of "beauty" in the world, a face that made it impossible to look away once you saw it.
"Taiyuan Immortal"
Prior to this, the God of the Final Tribulation did not know the other party's name, because the other party had never truly shown himself. However, after seeing this perfect face...
The other person's name naturally entered his consciousness.
A perfect face reveals one's name.
The supreme creator of the two sects, Ming and Xiang, who once competed with Jun for the position of the God of Transformation, has now surprisingly stepped out of the Book of Divine Fortune and Mandate!
The reason for this is that the Seed of the Great Dao has already been included in the [Book of Divine Fortune and Destiny] by the First Sage. With the grand prize in hand, the First Sage believes that the outcome of this battle is already decided, so there is no need to hide it anymore. Even if the Taiyuan Immortal is reborn and the battle is restarted, the result of this battle will not change.
"how so?"
The voice of the God of the Final Tribulation carried a hint of doubt: "You seek to become gods and transcend, so go ahead and seek it. It has nothing to do with me; we have no conflict of interest."
"so what?"
Taiyuan Xian's voice was indifferent and ruthless: "I cultivate the [Supreme Ruthlessness], and I am led by the Initial Saint. As everyone knows, I do not follow the rules."
"And you're mistaken."
"You and I not only have a conflict of interest, but it's a very big one."
Before he finished speaking, the God of the Final Tribulation seemed to realize something and began to struggle violently, but he could not break free from the restraints set up by the Immortal Taiyuan.
"There's no need to resist anymore."
“Your name and appearance were given to you by me, and your spiritual consciousness was also enlightened by me. In a sense, you are actually me.”
Boom!
In an instant, the face of the God of the Final Calamity twisted as the great power belonging to the Taiyuan Immortal was continuously poured into his body, assimilating the great power he controlled.
As Taiyuan Immortal said, the final calamity Dao God was created by him, so how could he not leave behind a means of countermeasure? At this moment, a finger fell and lightly pressed on the brow of the final calamity Dao God. In an instant, this newly born innate Dao God finally had his own name.
The next second, he suddenly realized:
"Alas! I never imagined my name would be Taiyi Tian!"
Almost simultaneously, with the birth of the final tribulation god [Taiyi Tian], his face also twisted, eventually transforming into the same appearance as the primordial saint!
Change your name and appearance!
At this moment, whether it is the Primordial Immortal, the Initial Saint, or the Final Tribulation God, they all have the same name and even the same face.
In other words:
"We are one and the same!"
At this moment, three immense powers, comparable to the ninth level of the Other Shore, rose up simultaneously, piercing through the past, present, and future, manifesting the long river of time!
Taiyuan Xianju was in the past.
The First Saint resides in the present.
The final calamity god stands in the future.
Each of the three incarnations was the ninth level of the Other Shore, together building a vast and unending torrent of time, which then collapsed and transformed into a single person.
The First Sage, Taiyi Heaven.
Such a drastic change immediately caught Shi Weixiong's attention, as the only Dao Ancestor present who had undergone three transformations. He noticed the terrifying improvement in the First Saint's body.
In his eyes, the primordial saint, who was originally difficult to resist, had become completely lofty and distant. His majestic figure seemed to connect with the long known history and exist in all time and space at the same time. In a daze, he even felt a bit of the Dao Venerable of the past. He was so powerful that it was unimaginable.
"Nascent Soul stage? No, just a hair's breadth away."
Despite this, Shi Weixiong's face showed no joy, but instead grew increasingly somber.
Even though they had reached their level, a slight difference meant a whole new world apart. Compared to a true Nascent Soul cultivator, a mere Initial Saint was nothing more than a slightly larger ant.
However, it is not as good as the best, but it is more than enough compared to the worst.
At least for these enlightened beings, the power that the initial saint can display at this moment is no different from that of the deity transformation; both are devastating!
Despite this, Shi Weixiong gritted his teeth, and the divine blade in his hand shone even brighter, revealing the marks of the Dao Ancestors and Dao Lords he had killed in the past.
"kill!"
It was still that same sliver of light, divided into yin and yang, displaying two colors. However, this time, this immense power that could clearly separate heaven and earth could no longer affect the First Saint.
In a world of black and white, the First Saint remains vibrant and bright.
Therefore, the light from Shi Weixiong's blade could hardly stir up any waves when it landed on him; it was as if a gentle breeze was blowing on his face, merely rustling a corner of his clothes.
This is not a difference in realm, but a difference in scale.
Shi Weixiong was not born a god. In the vast torrent of time and space, he also had times when he was weak and struggled between lower cultivation and mortals.
However, the first sage was different.
His life is intertwined with his three incarnations: past, present, and future. In every timeline, he is the Dao Lord of the ninth level of the Other Shore!
This comparison is like a newborn baby trying to push over a strong adult. Although both are human, the difference in size means that even if the former uses all its strength, it will only be kicked to death by the latter, without any room for resistance.
"Out of control."
With a flick of his sleeve, the primordial saint extinguished the sword light, and Shi Weixiong's figure was sent flying, falling into the void and instantly scattering a blinding crimson color.
Immediately afterwards, the First Saint took a step.
The World Honored One had no power to resist and could only watch as the man walked into the Underworld without any hindrance. Then, with a flick of his hand, he shattered the vast Underworld into pieces.
"Boom!"
The Underworld exploded, and the trillions of beings within it lost their protection. At this moment, the First Saint sent them all back, and he also collected the fragments of the Underworld.
During this process, his aura grew increasingly lofty, and then, his determined voice resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, in all time and space.
"Well done, Wanbao."
"Your efforts will help me transcend!"
As the words fell, the figure of the First Saint, which had risen to its peak, seemed to have finally reached a critical juncture after absorbing the fragments of the Underworld.
Meanwhile, the trillions of beings sent back to the ancient past could not escape the grand sacrificial ceremony within the Purple Cloud Palace. Countless souls perished on the spot amidst wails, transforming into an indescribable, immense driving force that empowered the First Saint, making up for that final gap.
And so—the transcendent was born.
The figure of the First Saint was no longer lofty or insignificant, but suddenly became illusory, yet quickly transformed back into reality.
But this time, things are different.
This time, the First Saint was more "real" than ever before. The texture of his existence made it seem as if his aura could crush everything just by standing there.
He succeeded!
At this moment, the First Saint felt his own existence with absolute certainty. Looking back, he felt that everything in front of him was so fake and illusory.
Everything was merely a manifestation of his divine thoughts. Only he, having reached the pinnacle of sublimation on the ninth level of the Other Shore, transcended this illusory world.
Everything else is false, only I am true!
“Even the false detachment of the spirit medium is not as real as I am right now.”
Chu Shengxin sensed something: "His 'false transcendence' has the essence, but his status is not high enough. In the end, he is still subject to the whims of the Nascent Soul Dao Venerable."
"So after reopening, he will have to start all over again."
"However, I am different."
"I have now transcended, and have already broken free from the concept of 'equilibrium.' In other words, even that power of rebirth cannot affect me now!"
Now that things have come to this, unless Jun personally takes action, no one can kill him!
Once he refines the Seed of the Great Dao, he will be able to simultaneously achieve the Transformation of the Gods and the Transcendence of the Gods, thus abandoning the mortal world, living a carefree life, and fulfilling his lifelong obsession!
The outcome is decided!
Ancient China.
Within this secluded paradise, the young man in the black robe also felt something, and he raised his head to look at the towering figure that seemed to illuminate almost all of time and space.
This is a scene that can be truly despairing.
Because of the achievements of the First Saint, the ancient world is about to perish, and once he transcends to become a god, all that will be left for this world is an eternal and tranquil final calamity.
Thinking of this, Lü Yang couldn't help but cover his face.
Then he burst out laughing.
"Finally, they fell for it."
Three more chapters are expected, on the 7th.
(End of this chapter)