Chapter 326: If You Are the Way of All Things, Then Who Am I?

Chapter 326: If You Are the Way of All Things, Then Who Am I?

The elders taught well: When wandering the world of cultivation, always use an alias, and never leave a trace.

Using aliases skillfully can reduce the consequences of one's actions.

It is said that the Way of All Things encompasses all actions, but what does it have to do with Ji Jingqiu?

"What happened here? Tell me," Ji Jingqiu said, gazing out at the planet, his mind having already surveyed the entire war-torn world.

The battle that had taken place here had nearly shattered the planet.

"Reporting to the senior, not long ago, martial artists from the 3000 Yan Fu Ti invaded, and the Tian Shu Civilization set up an ambush here, engaging in a battle with them," Wei Qianjing replied.

Seeing that Ji Jingqiu showed no surprise at the news of the invasion by martial artists from 3000 Yan Fu Ti, Wei Qianjing's heart raced with anticipation.

Could this person be a powerful survivor from the Mythical Age?

Only during that era were the various realms interconnected, with the Great Universe at the center.

"If I remember correctly, there's a Feisheng Altar nearby that has been occupied by martial artists from various realms, right?" Ji Jingqiu asked.

Before coming here, Ji Jingqiu had already communicated with the senior brother who had previously suggested he act as a stand-in for the Nine Palaces.

This place was near the seventh Feisheng Altar, where two true saint-level forces from various realms had arrived: the Sheng Miao and the Tian Di Xuan Men. Additionally, several Shifang Jiaopai forces had also come, each attaching themselves to either the Sheng Miao or the Tian Di Xuan Men.

Moreover, several hegemonic forces from the Nine Continents had also intervened, led by the Tai Yin Empire.

Ji Jingqiu had a negative impression of the Tai Yin Empire after his recent encounter with one of their members.

They had even considered marrying him into the Tai Yin Empire.

"Reporting to the senior, the Huang Ting Star, also known as the seventh Feisheng Altar to you, has been jointly occupied by several forces. Our Tian Shu Dynasty has chosen to ally with the Tai Yin Empire from the Nine Continents to suppress the Sheng Miao and the Tian Di Xuan Men," Wei Qianjing replied.

Ji Jingqiu nodded in understanding.

Without the divine restrictions of the Sheng Miao and the Tian Di Xuan Men, even if they sent their disciples, they would only be at the Heart-to-Heart Realm, and their strength would be limited to the Middle Heavenly Rank after breaking through the Tian Ren Realm.

In terms of power, the Tian Shu Dynasty and other native forces temporarily held the upper hand.

However, both the Sheng Miao and the Tian Di Xuan Men possessed powerful weapons like the Holy Soldier Projection, which made the native civilizations wary.

As time passed, the two true saint-level forces would become increasingly dominant.

It was no wonder that the Tian Shu Dynasty chose to ally with the Tai Yin Empire for support.

After all, compared to the forces from various realms, the Tai Yin Empire, which originated from the Great Universe, was naturally more trustworthy.

Furthermore, the Tai Yin Empire had inherited a significant portion of the Ming Xu lineage's heritage, and the seventh Feisheng Altar belonged to the Ming Xu Shen Xi.

"Senior, not long ago, a martial artist from the Tian Di Xuan Men nearly destroyed this planet, summoning the Holy Soldier Projection to aid them. The residual power alone was almost enough to sink this planet," Wei Qianjing explained carefully, trying to identify who had "awakened" Ji Jingqiu and attempting to sway him to their side.

He didn't expect Ji Jingqiu to become an enemy of the two forces; it would be a blessing if he didn't join them.

Ji Jingqiu responded with a noncommittal "Hmm."

He looked up towards the outer universe.

In his mind, he browsed through the ancient star map obtained from the old road, confirming his location.

Ji Jingqiu had come here for two reasons.

First, to cross the Wind Disaster.

Second, to search for treasures.

Other matters could wait.

"Have there been any changes in the Shen Feng Gui Yu in recent years?" Ji Jingqiu asked.

Wei Qianjing's face showed surprise, and after a moment of hesitation, he cautiously asked, "Senior, are you referring to the Jin You Ming Di Jie near the seventh Feisheng Altar?"

He thought to himself, this senior must be an ancient one, as he asked about the Jin You Ming Di Jie upon his arrival.

That place was not somewhere ordinary Tian Ren would dare to venture, as even lingering on the outskirts could result in their Fa Ti being torn apart inch by inch by the Yin Feng, their spirits scattering, and instant death!

However, for these long-slumbering ancient monsters, that place was a priority destination upon awakening.

Wei Qianjing's heart pounded with trepidation, unsure of the temperament of this newly awakened senior.

The Ming Xu lineage was known for its extreme dualistic nature.

On one end, they treated all life as insignificant, like ants.

On the other end, they cherished life, even sparing the lives of ants.

Ji Jingqiu nodded, "Lead the way."

During the journey, Ji Jingqiu noticed something peculiar.

Currently, they were mainly communicating through their minds, but this fellow named Wei Qianjing, in moments of excitement, would occasionally mutter a word in the local language, and surprisingly, Ji Jingqiu could understand him.

This was indeed strange.

Hela casually remarked, "This is a good thing; it proves that the fruit position of the 'Shijun lineage' is already leaning towards you."

"Are the two related?" Ji Jingqiu asked.

Ji Jingqiu wasn't surprised by Hela's words, as he had been informed about it beforehand.

The reason was that he had cultivated the body of retribution, inherited the fruit position of the Wu Shang Zhen Fo, and taken on the name "Shijun."

"Heh, then you should ask Mu Shi Tian," Hela said, "Do you remember the prayer corresponding to the Sakyamuni I created?"

"The mentor of the Three Realms, the compassionate father of the Four Lives?" Ji Jingqiu asked.

"That's right. This isn't something I made up casually. Your Shijun lineage is titled 'The Most Noble Saint in the World,' and understanding the languages of the Three Realms, Four Lives, Six Paths, and Ten Directions is just the 'foundation' of this fruit position."

Ji Jingqiu wanted to inquire about other effects, but Hela indicated that as the successor of Shijun, he should ask others.

Ji Jingqiu understood at that moment that La Jiang also didn't know.

He grabbed Wei Qianjing's shoulder and took a step into the void, allowing her to guide the direction while he consulted the star chart in his mind.

The first time using the star chart, he was still unsure of the directions.

As Ji Jingqiu took his first step, he entered the icy universe, and Wei Qianjing's eyes widened, unable to find the Huangzu Star behind them.

His heart trembled with fear.

How far had this man traveled in a single step? What realm was he in? The Heavenly King?

Indeed, he was an old monster. Even in his fallen state, he remained unfathomable!

Along the way, Ji Jingqiu inquired about the local powers similar to the Tian Shu Dynasty from Wei Qianjing.

Especially regarding technological development.

Without reaching the realm of the Heavenly King, a technologically advanced spaceship was still necessary for long-distance travel.

Even though Ji Jingqiu was a supermodel, he felt that the spaceship researched by the Federation was more convenient and efficient. A single spatial jump could almost cover half of the Federation's territory.

According to the annotations on the star chart, there were several "treasures" that were quite distant, spanning across thousands of solar systems and located in different star clusters.

Under the five star rings, there were star clusters and galaxies. The Yan Huo Federation, with its hundreds of solar systems, was collectively referred to as the Yan Huo Galaxy.

Ji Jingqiu planned to obtain a long-range spaceship from the local powers and then set off.

...

...

"This is the place..."

Over a dozen figures, led by one person, stopped in the starry space.

In the starry sky ahead, there seemed to be countless light rains rising, creating a bustling scene, like a hazy divine realm. However, the leader dared not approach and could only stand at the edge.

He spoke in a deep voice:

"Ahead lies the ancient Divine Gale Ghostly Ravine. It is said that this was once the burial ground of the Mingxu God System, and thus countless dreams are intertwined here."

"Be careful, and don't stare at the scenes formed by the light rain for too long. Even more so, do not contact them with your mind—"

A muffled hum came from behind.

One of them suddenly turned pale, taking a dozen steps back, his face growing paler with each step until it was as white as paper. His mind was on the verge of collapse.

The others tried to help, but to their shock, they found that his mind had already shattered.

"Lu Shidi, quickly take this pill!" someone quickly handed him a jade box.

The others looked at the guide with displeasure.

The guide snorted coldly:

"Don't be so hasty. Are all disciples of the Tian Di Xuan Men so restless?"

"This is a forbidden place. Do you know what that means? Even Heavenly Kings dare not venture too deep! If you continue to be so carefree and ignore my commands, your deaths will be in vain!"

After taking the red pill from the jade box, the man's condition improved slightly. He took a breath and smiled bitterly, describing what had just happened to his fellow disciples:

"I wanted to see what was in the light rain, but as soon as I made contact, my divine embryo was forcibly swallowed, and inside was a bizarre and wondrous world. I barely escaped with my life, and it felt like I had been there for decades..."

Everyone frowned and looked at the leader.

The latter, who seemed to be their "guide," spoke indifferently:

"A dream that lasts for several millennia, yet only a few decades have passed. This is because we are at the edge. If you don't want to live, then by all means, make contact."

Suddenly, a young man with a calm demeanor spoke up: "Listen to Mr. Wei's arrangements and don't act on your own. Even in the eyes of the ancient Mingxu lineage, this place is still considered a forbidden land."

The others slightly bowed: "We'll listen to Senior Brother Luo Zhen."

The leader pouted, as if to say, "Don't listen to him."

Luo Zhen, from the Tian Di Xuan Men, turned to the leader and said politely, with a hint of coldness:

"Brother Wei, if you safely guide us to the outer layer, we will fulfill all the conditions as agreed upon before, and we will let you go."

Wei Chao took a deep breath. He was from the Tian Shu Dynasty and had recently been captured by warriors from the Tian Di Xuan Men, who had placed a restriction on him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Only the outer layer! Even in the outer layer, there's always the risk of sudden death under the Great Heaven Position!"

Luo Zhen nodded: "We understand this better than you."

Wei Chao said no more and turned to lead the way cautiously.

Luo Zhen followed closely behind.

Several junior brothers followed, and Lu Yi, who had been seriously injured earlier, sent a mental message: "Senior Brother, this guy might not be trustworthy."

Luo Zhen replied calmly through a mental message: "Don't worry. With the restriction in place, he won't cause any trouble. The most important thing on this trip is to find an excellent Feng Xue, which will greatly enhance the inner world foundation for many fellow disciples during the Wind Disaster."

The three disasters of Heaven and Man are:

Heavenly Thunder.

Yin Fire.

Bixie Wind.

Surviving these three disasters allows one to seize the opportunities of heaven and earth and comprehend the mysteries of the sun and moon.

Usually, it is already extremely difficult to survive the Bixie Wind, which is triggered by the rules of heaven and earth.

However, for the core disciples of the True Saint Dao Field, this is not enough. Only by drawing upon the wind from the outside world and tempering the 'inner and outer exchange' can they maximize their gains.

They had chosen the seventh ascending platform, and not far away in the starry sky was a 'Feng Xue,' once the most dangerous place in the great universe.

If they could utilize it, their scores within the sect would undoubtedly rise significantly.

The group ventured deeper, avoiding countless billowing, blooming, and falling showers of light. They finally reached the outer region.

Upon their arrival, Wu Chao refused to move any further.

"That, that, and that place," Wu Chao pointed out three locations in succession, "There's the wind hole you're looking for. Don't say I didn't warn you. Even under the Great Heavenly Position, the 'wind' here might not be able to stop it!"

Luozhen and his fellow disciples exchanged glances, politely but firmly refusing, "Brother Wu, please go ahead."

Wu Chao abruptly turned his head, his eyes fixed on Luozhen. His voice, almost squeezed out from between his teeth, asked, "So you want me to die?"

"Brother Wu, you're overthinking it. Killing you doesn't need to be this complicated." Luozhen flipped his palm, revealing a green pearl in his palm, and said calmly, "This is the Wind-Avoiding Pearl, capable of nullifying all wind disasters. With this protection, Brother Wu, you won't die."

Brother Wu's breathing became rapid and heavy. After a long while, he reluctantly took the Wind-Avoiding Pearl from Luozhen's hand.

Luozhen had been observing his expression, and upon seeing this, he smiled slightly and handed over the Wind-Avoiding Pearl.

Holding the Wind-Avoiding Pearl, Wu Chao took heavy steps towards the nearest wind hole.

As he approached, Wu Chao suddenly stopped, "This Wind-Avoiding Pearl, is this your reliance for coming here? It's rumored that this object can increase the chances of Heavenly Warriors surviving wind disasters by thirty percent. No wonder the Heavenly Mystery Gate is so generous."

Luozhen furrowed his brows, "Brother Wu, if you can help us find a suitable wind hole, I'll give this to you afterward."

Wu Chao slowly turned around, his expression strange, "You've already guessed it?"

This time, Luozhen took a deep breath and advised, "Brother Wu, why do this? The Heavenly Mystery Gate would never deceive you. If we say we'll let you live, we won't go back on our word."

"Too late! It's too late!"

Wu Chao burst into a mournful laughter, his face turning sinister, "You destroyed my hometown and want me to guide you to find the best wind hole, so you can advance further on the path of cultivation? You beasts, let's be buried together here!"

He suddenly punched the wind hole behind him, like striking a long-dormant volcano, which erupted instantly!

Countless invisible Yin winds surged out of the wind hole, and even with the Wind-Avoiding Pearl, Wu Chao still felt his body stiffen, turning into frost inch by inch. Even a Heavenly Man's body couldn't withstand it for long.

He roared and used the self-destruct technique, detonating another wind hole!

Luozhen couldn't stop him in time, and retreated with his fellow disciples, his expression cold. With a flip of his palm, each of them held a Wind-Avoiding Pearl!

"Brother Wu, you underestimate us. Knowing this place is the 'Divine Gale Ghost Domain,' how could we be unprepared?"

The group merely maintained their distance, with disdainful expressions, relying on the Wind-Avoiding Pearls and not choosing to leave.

On the other hand, Wu Chao, even with the Wind-Avoiding Pearl, was affected by the Yin winds due to his proximity. His body and mind seemed covered in a layer of frost, and his thoughts were frozen, like falling into the Nine Yin Abyss.

Hearing Luozhen's distant words, Wu Chao's expression became strange. He struggled to say, "When I saw you could take out a Wind-Avoiding Pearl and give it to me, I guessed that the outer Yin winds couldn't harm you. So, what I'm hoping for today isn't just these outer winds."

He struggled to extend his fist, gathering his last bit of true energy, condensing his law body, and striking the third wind hole.

The three wind holes erupted simultaneously, and this area seemed to have transformed into the Nine Yin Ghost Domain. The raging Yin winds swept through, and Luozhen and the others could only hope to retreat.

They gathered together, standing back-to-back, holding the Wind-Avoiding Pearls to resist the Yin winds.

As they witnessed the Yin winds being suppressed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Wu Chao had completely turned into an ice sculpture. With the wind blowing, he shattered into countless ice fragments, reflecting various colors in the wind.

A Heavenly Man died in the Yin winds of this place.

Luyi sneered, "Overestimating your abilities! You didn't cherish the chance to live, and you thought you could die with us? Who do you think you are!"

Just then, a sigh echoed from within the Yin winds.

"He wasn't relying on the Yin winds but on me. Since you disturbed my slumber, go die with him."

Everyone's faces turned pale.

A withered, emaciated figure slowly emerged from the Yin winds, tall and thin, almost like a skeleton with skin clinging to the bones.

This person resembled a corpse that had been dead for an unknown number of years, strangely retaining a glimmer of life, almost immortal.

With his appearance, an indescribable aura of death and decay swept through, enveloping the heavens and earth.

Who could walk through these Yin winds as if on flat ground? The simultaneous eruption of three wind holes would force even a Great Heavenly Position cultivator to flee!

Luozhen shouted, "Form the formation, prepare to summon the projection of the sacred weapon!"

"Projection of the sacred weapon?"

The withered figure stood with his hands behind his back, his voice hoarse as he laughed, "So it's the little ones from the True Saint Dojo. This aura is quite similar to the Heavenly Mystery Gate."

Luozhen's expression turned serious, "Senior, are you a remnant of the Mingxu Lineage? May I ask for your esteemed name, as perhaps we've heard of you."

"Mingxu..."

As if triggered by a keyword, the withered figure mumbled these two words, lost in thought for a long time.

Seizing the opportunity, Luozhen gestured for everyone to try to retreat and leave this place.

Just as they found a way to break through the Yin winds, a deep, hoarse laughter echoed from behind them.

In the vast expanse of the universe, a young man named Luozhen shouted, "We are from the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth. Since we're here, we won't be leaving. That little guy earlier may not have been much, but he did help me a bit."

Luozhen continued, "The times have changed. The Macroverse's decline is about to end, and our True Saint Dojo will soon reign over the Macroverse. Offending us now is not a wise move!"

A decrepit figure with a sinister smile stretched out its right hand, growing larger as it reached out. An eerie wind blew, and a giant palm nearly ensnared everyone in its grasp.

Luozhen gritted his teeth and led his fellow disciples in summoning a projection of a sacred weapon.

In an instant, a stone gate appeared, connecting heaven and earth. The ancient and weathered gate was imbued with the essence of time, bearing the marks of various weapons and stained with blood that had yet to fade away.

As the stone gate appeared, the decrepit figure's outstretched hand abruptly retracted, seemingly wary of this object.

"I want to see how long you young ones can last," the figure sneered.

Luozhen glared, wielding the sacred weapon to attack, but the decrepit figure stood defiantly, hands behind its back, unmoving.

Just as Luozhen and his companions felt triumphant, they saw the projection of the sacred weapon pass through the skeletal figure.

"Unstoppable..." Luozhen clenched his teeth.

This was indeed one of the Mingxu Lineage's "Eternal Sleepers," retaining some of its unique characteristics even after falling from its peak.

Although the projection of the sacred weapon could suppress time and space, they had already summoned it not long ago, and it wasn't omnipotent. It needed time to recover from entering the Macroverse, and at this moment, its power was not at its peak.

"Let's go!" Luozhen turned and led his fellow disciples back, using the projection of the sacred weapon to protect them.

As long as they could return to their base camp, with the assistance of the Xuanji Wanxiang Guiyuan Formation, they had nothing to fear, even if their opponent possessed the features of a Celestial King.

They broke through the eerie wind with the projection of the sacred weapon, heading towards the outside.

Behind them, the eerie wind howled, filled with deathly energy, as the decrepit figure revealed its aged face, coldly following them.

The two groups continued their pursuit and escape.

As the stone gate above Luozhen and his companions grew dimmer and more illusory, the old man began to take action, unleashing a bone-chilling wind that froze even the void.

"Brother, if this continues, we might not make it back to our base camp," Lu Yi said anxiously.

Luozhen's face turned ashen. Suddenly, his gaze fixed on two figures several thousand kilometers away. With a flash in his eyes, he projected his voice, "There's someone ahead. Let them help us hold them off for a moment."

The group quickened their pace, following Luozhen towards the two "passersby" in front of them, showing no concern for the potential consequences of their actions.

"Be careful, senior!" Qie Qianjing's voice suddenly tensed.

Ji Jingqiu, holding Qie Qianjing, traversed the starry sky. He looked up and saw over a dozen people with cold expressions charging towards him, with a half-destroyed stone gate projection suppressing them from above.

This was...

A projection of a sacred weapon?

Ji Jingqiu casually threw a punch to test its power, and his true energy reached thousands of kilometers away. A muffled "boom" sounded, and a blood mist exploded without warning!

Ji Jingqiu shook his head slightly.

With a single punch, everything turned to dust, regardless of what it was.

The pursuing old man hurriedly stopped, staring at the scene ahead with a mix of surprise and uncertainty.

Those ten-odd little guys were indeed insignificant in terms of strength, only at the Small Heaven Realm. But the projection of the sacred weapon was real, and even though it was about to collapse due to the prolonged duration, it was not something a Great Heaven Realm cultivator could resist.

This young man had dispersed it with a single punch?!

Qie Qianjing was also stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

As the blood mist dissipated, some strange objects floated in the void ahead.

Ji Jingqiu's eyes scanned them, feeling a bit surprised. After a single punch that shattered everything, there were still remnants left.

He unceremoniously swept these objects into his inner realm.

This was his second purpose for this trip—to seek treasures.

Now, it seemed like a good start.

Subsequently, Ji Jingqiu continued forward, holding Qie Qianjing, and with a single step, he reached the old man.

After a brief examination, Ji Jingqiu clicked his tongue in amazement. Was this person dead or undead?

Indeed, the Macroverse was vast, and there were no limits to its wonders.

The old man's expression gradually turned serious as he recognized the Unstoppable feature on Ji Jingqiu's body.

Like himself, Ji Jingqiu possessed an almost complete Unstoppable feature!

This young man was too much... Was he a cultivator of this era, or like the old man, an Eternal Sleeper who, after a long period of suppression by the Macroverse, had fallen from the Celestial King Realm, retaining only some of its features?

Unsure, the old man cupped his hands politely and said, "This old one is Wanfa. I've met you, brother, but I don't know your name."

Beside Ji Jingqiu, Qie Qianjing's face showed surprise.

Another Wanfa senior?

Ji Jingqiu raised his eyes and calmly looked the old man up and down. With a cold smile, he said, "If you're Wanfa, then who am I?"

The old man's face showed confusion.

What?

(End of Chapter)

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