Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

[Return Star.]

[During the Eight Hundred Years, Xiao Ying diligently taught Xuanming, Jiu Yue, Bai Ze, and others to comprehend the Martial Arts Ultimate Intent.]

[At this time, Xuanming has already transcended into a Radiant Life Form, inheriting the title of "Black King," possessing cosmic top-ten combat strength.]

[Principal "Zhurong Mu Yan" brought the token of the Radiant White King, receiving gifts from all Cosmic Star Generals, aiding Jiu Yue in understanding five types of Upper-Rank Elements, just a bit slower than Xuanming in transcending into a Radiant Life Form.]

[Others, under Bai Ze's guidance, have made remarkable progress during the Eight Hundred Years; everything is going smoothly.]

[The reason everyone has made progress so fast is eight hundred years ago.]

[Xuanming learned from Jiu Yue about "Xiao Ying's" past, quietly traveling with Jiu Yue and Bai Ze to Xiao Ying's Mother Star, only thirty thousand light years away from Return Star, finding that the Primordial Planet had nothing at all.]

[However, through one of the Observer's abilities, "Retrospect," Bai Ze obtained the entire cultivation process of the "Demon Dragon" on the Mother Star's Surface Layer, including the Martial Dao foundation—"Eight Extremes Heaven"]

[——the ultimate of strength and intent!]

[Bai Ze compared and found, indeed it is similar to the Extreme Martial Arts "Extreme Path Demon Dragon" performed by the scarlet figure clad in Demon Dragon Armor.]

[A great discovery!]

[Bai Ze was overjoyed.]

[Master Yan is also a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and excels in the ultimate of speed and skill, Close to the Dao. Through "Eight Extremes Heaven," he can certainly create a martial art to defeat "Extreme Path Demon Dragon"!]

[Jiu Yue learned that Blood Lotus Demon Venerable is "Xiao Ying," she was ecstatic and wanted to go deep into the Northern Cosmos to meet Demon Dragon.]

[However, Bai Ze stopped her, being not optimistic.]

["Xiao Ying" is already the Overlord of the Northern Cosmos, and with the erosion from the Abyssal Dimension, after succumbing to the demonic influence, his "true nature" desires may infinitely expand.]

[Even the Blood Lotus Demon Venerable—may just be a monster forged from all the memories of "Demon-slaying Blade Xiao Ying."]

[Jiu Yue, having roamed the cosmos, encountered many Pirates infected by the "Abyssal Dimension," knew Bai Ze was telling the truth, she calmed down, knowing she needed strength to regain her long-lost love of youth.]

[Jiu Yue studied everything about "Young Xiao Ying," especially the Martial Arts "Eight Extremes Heaven" left on the Surface Layer, vaguely feeling it contained the prototype of ultimate intent, yet always elusive, hard to grasp.]

[She cannot enter it.]

["Jiu Yue, this extreme path 'Eight Extremes Heaven' emphasizes intent over skill, striking to shatter one's powerless past, the key is—heart." Xiao Ying's voice suddenly echoed in Jiu Yue's ear.]

[As the creator of "Eight Extremes Heaven," Xiao Ying devised this martial art from ancient boxing techniques, though its techniques are far inferior to cosmic martial arts like the "Nine Heavens Thunder Blade."]

["An unsatisfied heart refusing to die as an ordinary being."]

["A heart that reigns over self-destiny."]

["Unsatisfied? Reign? Heart? Thank you, Master Yan." Jiu Yue was pensive as she took a deep breath.]

[Splash—]

[At this moment, the scene before her eyes suddenly changed—the imagery showing "Young Xiao Ying" standing in the midst of a raging tempest, the ocean waves crashing towards him like a giant beast, and the fierce wind tearing at his clothes.]

[The silhouette of Young Xiao Ying swayed amidst the storm, exhausted, until the waves engulfed him, devouring him entirely.]

[His arm stretched out helplessly, fingertips seemingly trying to grasp something, yet could only be dragged into the abyss by the seawater, slowly sinking to the pitch-black seabed.]

[Jiu Yue's pupils contracted, her heart tightened abruptly. Without hesitation, she leapt forward, forcefully grabbing Young Xiao Ying in the imagery, plunging with him into the deep sea.]

[Her figure merged with "Young Xiao Ying" at the seabed, the frigid waters instantly enveloping her, suffocation flooding in like tides, breathing became difficult, leaving only the deep rumble of water in her ears.]

[Yet, in this near-death moment, Jiu Yue's consciousness grew increasingly clear.]

["Thump! Thump!"]

[A deep and forceful heartbeat echoed in the deep sea, striking Jiu Yue's soul, her consciousness sensed "Young Xiao Ying's" struggling heartbeat beneath the sea.]

[Young Xiao Ying's body slowly sank into the seawater, his eyes shut tight, the waves shuffled his body, maneuvering him powerlessly.]

[That feeling of powerlessness surged in again.]

[So tired... what is all this for? Let it be, I should close my eyes to rest... Young Xiao Ying's fragile heart voice transmitted to Jiu Yue's heart.]

["Wake up!" Jiu Yue's anxious voice seemed to transcend time-space, reaching Young Xiao Ying's ear.]

["Who is it?"]

[Young Xiao Ying's consciousness wandered in the depths, wrapped in darkness; he captured that faint voice, abruptly opened his eyes, arms reaching out instinctively, suddenly, palms touching an invisible hand.]

[Jiu Yue broke the boundary of time-space, tightly grasping him.]

["Jiu... Yue?"]

[His lips slightly parted, his voice submerged by seawater; a faint yet blazing force arose from the invisible hand, spreading through his arm throughout his body, no longer drifting, rushing upward like an arrow from a bowstring.]

[Young Xiao Ying burst out of the water; on the surface, clouds slowly dispersed, a beam of golden sunlight poured down, the fierce wind gradually calmed, the roaring waves grew gentle.]

[——Space-Time Resonance!]

[Scenes flashed in Jiu Yue's mind—Young Xiao Ying standing amidst thunder, rolling in flames, struggling in glaciers, trekking through deserts.]

[Young Xiao Ying's body was ravaged, but his heart grew more resilient, finally forging an indestructible blade in the depths of despair.]