Chapter 924 - 648: A New Dimension
Time flows silently.
On this day, outside the Zhang Clan Ancestral Land, a beam of serene immortal light suddenly descended.
The newcomer exuded an aura that was ancient and profound, with contained Dao Rhyme, commanding respect without anger. It was the Daoist Monarch of the Antarctic Immortal Mansion—Qin Jihai.
"Daoist Monarch Qin, our ancestor has long been waiting in the Enlightenment Hall, welcoming the arrival of the Daoist Monarch."
The current Patriarch of the Zhang Clan personally came to greet him, with a respectful demeanor and comprehensive etiquette, not daring to show any neglect.
Qin Jihai nodded slightly and, with a single step, crossed the seeming vast distance, entering the depths of the Zhang Clan Ancestral Land into the Enlightenment Hall.
Inside the hall, the air was clear and misty, and the Dao’s sound lingered, as if time and space were frozen in this place.
Chen Sheng himself was seated cross-legged on the central lotus throne, eyes closed, comprehending the Great Dao, surrounded by a mysterious aura, unfathomable.
Sensing Qin Jihai’s presence, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze as calm as the eternal star sea, and spoke indifferently:
"Fellow Daoist, you have come a long way; there is no need for formalities, please be seated."
Following his words, Qin Jihai sat down slowly, sighed deeply after a moment of silence, with a tone of relief yet mixed with inescapable melancholy:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, my purpose in coming today is likely our last meeting in this life."
Chen Sheng’s expression remained calm. He had long seen through Qin Jihai’s lifespan limit and his path’s dead end, comforting him:
"You need not be so pessimistic. The Great Dao is vast, endless; in all things, there is always a sliver of hope."
"A sliver of hope..."
Qin Jihai shook his head gently:
"I know my tribulations better than anyone."
"Were it not for your guidance back then, enlightening me and teaching me the true method for Crossing the Tribulation, I would have perished and returned to the void a hundred and twenty Primordial Assemblies ago."
"To live an additional one hundred and twenty Primordial Assemblies, I am already satisfied and dare not dream of surpassing the third decline, to extend my lifespan further."
He was clear in heart, knowing that his time was short; today he came to formally bid farewell to Chen Sheng and entrust matters after his demise.
After a long time passed.
Qin Jihai rose slowly, tidied his Dao crown, and with a solemn expression, deeply bowed towards Chen Sheng, seated on the lotus platform:
"Fellow Daoist, farewell."
"May your Dao path remain unobstructed, and you achieve the Mahayana Realm soon, unite the three veins, and ascend to the supreme pinnacle."
Chen Sheng nodded slightly, his face calm and unwavering, uttering no unnecessary words, merely raising his hand lightly in a gentle wave.
The breeze stirred gently, lifting the Dao Rhyme, thus conveying farewell.
...
Twenty thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
A message came from the Antarctic Immortal Mansion.
Antarctic Daoist Monarch Qin Jihai failed to overcome the third decline tribulation, his will withered, ultimately perishing.
Far away in the Zhang Clan Ancestral Land, Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes from his meditative cultivation, looking towards the direction of the South Pole:
"Fellow Daoist, safe travels."
As his words fell, he closed his eyes once more, his heart spirit sinking back into the sea of Dao, continuing his devoted cultivation and study.
Over the years, his Dao path steadily advanced, with the two dimensions, Immortal Dao, and Martial Arts progressing in tandem.
One avatar was comprehending within the source of the Xuanhuang Universe Sea, perfecting the Small Thousand World.
While the self-rooted in the Vast Continent, embarked on the perilous road to becoming an Emperor—fighting between life and death, forcing out all potential, in the midst of countless perils, stepping onto the Emperor’s Great Dao.
Chen Sheng himself was seated in the ancestral land, able to clearly perceive the ever-decreasing gap between himself and the Mahayana Realm.
...
In the blink of an eye, another ten Primordial Assemblies passed by slowly.
In the Enlightenment Hall within the Zhang Clan Ancestral Land.
Originally calmly meditating, Chen Sheng suddenly furrowed his brow tightly, a barely detectable ripple arose around him.
He shook his head, thinking to himself:
"The shortcut of Martial Arts is indeed not an easy road."
"The self I sent... has fallen."
Compared to the Immortal Dao, Martial Arts, though simple and straightforward, carries immense risk, a step to heaven, a step to hell.
Facing death to be reborn, not advancing means retreat, no success means death.
Just recently.
In the depths of the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, time and space layers stacked like endless ancient scrolls, countless stars hung high above the heavens.
Chen Sheng, clad in black, stood tall like an ancient Creation Divine Sword, surrounded by blood energy piercing the sky, stirring the starry rivers into reversal.
Opposite him, a supreme figure sat cross-legged.
Covered entirely with resplendent purple-gold Dragon Scales, his horns spread into nine branches, his body containing an infinite Dragon form, the supreme prodigy of the current generation from the True Dragon Race, ’Ao Kang’.
Ao Kang slowly lifted his eyes, full of admiration for Daoist peers, his voice resounding like a great bell:
"Fellow Daoist Xu Ji, I have long admired your name."
"You and I are both at the Emperor Dao threshold, today we battle only to seek the Dao."
"Since it’s a Daoist battle, let us give it our all! Fight to the bloody end!!"
Chen Sheng’s expression was solemn, nodding slightly:
"Just what I intended, today you and I will fight to the finish, deciding both superiority and life and death!"
"Good!"
A dragon roar resounded through the universe, filling the boundless void.
Ao Kang’s true form stretched out, his dragon form spanning across the starry rivers, overwhelming Dragon Might and Dao Sea, instantly enveloped thousands of star regions.
His dragon claws tore through the void, executing the Dragon Race’s Emperor Dao supreme technique—the Eternal Coiling Dragon Suppressing World Seal!
Within a single seal, it contained an entire universe’s Great Dao, thundering towards Chen Sheng to suppress him.
One seal issued, time and space collapsed!
The second seal, cosmos perished!
The third seal, myriad Daos annihilated!
Chen Sheng’s expression turned cold, his gaze sharp, without the slightest retreat.
He stepped forward, directly facing it.
"Kill!"
He raised his hand and threw a punch, with no holding back, with no embellishment.
Within the intent of the punch, Taiyin hung high, an infinite star region around, all dragged into his fist domain, countless stars crumbled inch by inch, turning into primal chaos dust.
The originally Dragon Might shrouded world, was instantly swallowed by the boundless cold abyss.
Boom—!
The fist and seal clashed, two forces at the peak of quasi-emperor leveled completely exploded in the void.
The terrifying aftermath swept out, layer upon layer of time-space barriers shattered entirely, one Small Thousand World after another collapsed on the spot.
After a direct collision, neither showed any sign of weariness, their eyes burned with even more fervent fighting spirit.
"Wonderful! Again!"
Ao Kang let out a long howl, his origin fully erupted, the Dao of Heaven and Earth operated to the extreme, surrounding time and space all under his control, a million levels of time and space directly broke apart and vanished.
Chen Sheng also exhausted his lifetime cultivation, spreading the Taiyin Dao entirely, countless cold domain phantoms rising and falling behind him, the intent of his punches swept across the heavens and earth, countless planes directly turned to nothingness under the punch’s wind.
The more they fought, the braver they became, their Dao evolving in the life-and-death struggle and constantly transcending.
Fists met claws, each strike shook the star rivers, each move shattered time and space, the entire endless void, filled entirely by their Great Daos.
No one knew how many years of battle passed.
𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Both were already near the brink of exhaustion, their Daoist Bodies damaged, their origins depleted!!
The Emperor’s Realm was ever closer!
Both were decisive of heart, their limits transcending, burning everything, pushing their entire cultivation to the peak, starting the final leap.
"To the end of the Dao, let us climb together!"
"If not emperors in this life, let us fight together in the next!"
Two supreme life-ending attacks collided vigorously.
In an instant, boundless light exploded, surpassing all brilliance in the world.
Time and space utterly annihilated, all Daos returned to zero, chaos surged, worlds fell silent.
Their lifelong cultivation, all their origins, all Dao Principles, completely merged in this strike, intent on breaking through the shackles, yet simultaneously disintegrated...
Ultimately, the two figures, within the endless chaos, slowly dispersed.
...
In the Enlightenment Hall.
Chen Sheng withdrew his scattered heart spirit:
"Just a little more and we could have pushed open the door to the Emperor’s Dao, both achieving Realm-Breaking!!"
"In the end, both perished."
"Martial Arts blood battles, truly high-risk and high-reward!!"
"I wonder, for the next round of resurgence, how many years will it take, and if there will be enough time?"
With a thought, the cycle power from the Hundred Generations Book spread out instantly, setting off a new round of reincarnation.
After completing all this, he closed his eyes in meditation, quietly awaiting the next life of his counterpart.
Time silently slipped away.
Several tens of thousands of years later.
Chen Sheng sat immovably, suddenly his heart ached violently, the dimension demon god’s instinct fiercely trembled, resonating intensely.
His heart immediately filled with joy:
"A new dimension!"