Chapter 327: Respecting the Elderly and the Young, the World Honored One's Debt

Chapter 327: Respecting the Elderly and the Young, the World Honored One's Debt

The old man was perplexed, wondering if this person was ill. How could he possibly know who he was?

After a moment, he realized the reason behind his predicament. The prolonged slumber had come at a cost.

For instance, after lying in the burial grounds for too long, his mind had become somewhat dull from the chilling winds.

He furrowed his brows and asked, "Is your Dao name also Incompleteness of Ten Thousand Laws?"

Having the same Dao name was not uncommon in the vast universe and the Three Yanfotu.

Whoever had the lower cultivation level would feel embarrassed.

At this moment, the old man's face also showed a hint of unease.

For cultivators of their caliber, the Dao name was the foundation of their future. He had managed to claim the Dao name 'Incompleteness of Ten Thousand Laws' due to the ancient era he lived in.

In other words, his seniority was high.

He could be certain that during his time, no one shared the same name as him.

This overly bold young man was obviously a cultivator from the future.

The old man coldly snorted, "Dao brother, the cause and effect of the name Incompleteness of Ten Thousand Laws is not something you can bear."

Suddenly, his expression changed, and the person with the same name as him directly appeared before him and struck with a punch!

Having witnessed this person's punch that scattered the remaining Saintly Weapon projection, he knew better than to take it head-on. His body retreated.

"Okay, okay, Dao brother, you're indeed straightforward!" The old man, enraged, laughed, "Then let's settle this with a battle... Divine Light?"

Ji Jingqiu's entire body burst with boundless light, and the light was like a divine sun. With a punch, his aura surged, and the heavens and void collapsed, while divine light flowed like a flood.

The old man swallowed the rest of his words and cried out in shock.

Instead of avoiding the attack, he focused his gaze, and with a palm strike, he unleashed the Yinming Ominous Qi. Behind him, an ancient, yellowed book illusion floated up and down.

Boom!

The fist and palm collided, sticking together as if glued, and the two opposing forces crushed each other. The residual waves of power spread out in layers, like ripples, disappearing silently into the void.

This stalemate lasted only for an instant before it became one-sided.

"Subdue my three lives!"

The old man shouted, and behind him, a dim yellow river flowed quietly, connecting the Nine Underworlds, leading to the Yinming, and reaching the cycle of reincarnation. Occasionally, splashes of water rose, and within them, one could glimpse the scenery of a desolate universe.

On the river's surface, there was a sense of sinking and falling, as well as a familiar aura to Ji Jingqiu.

It seemed like an incomplete Eight Great Suffering Forces!

On the river, a figure rode the current downstream, ancient to the point of decay. The Yinming deathly aura circulated, and with a palm strike, everything around began to decay, and all life withered!

Ji Jingqiu had already sensed the suppression from the Boundless Light.

The Boundless Light was gathered in his palm, and when he clenched his fist, it was as if a divine sun was collapsing. All light vanished, contained within his fist, and in the final moment, it suddenly burst forth, illuminating everything with boundless light and eradicating the deathly aura.

This punch directly shattered the entire dim yellow river illusion!

The old man grunted, retreating in the void, and on his arms, which were already dry and only had bones and skin left, large patches of scorching appeared.

The conflicting power within his body surged, causing more damage than the punch that had struck his chest without reservation.

His face was filled with horror.

It was indeed the supreme Divine Light of the Saint King lineage!

Moreover, its purity was extremely high, undoubtedly from the core lineage!

The five pillars restrained each other, and there was no one-sided suppression. The Divine Light could suppress his Yinming Ominous Qi, and naturally, his Yinming Ominous Qi could also restrain the Divine Light.

What truly decided the outcome was not their respective cultivation levels but the purity of their power, or in other words, who was closer to the 'Origin.'

And the Origin naturally referred to the Saint King and the Lord of the Underworld.

You, a core member of the Saint King lineage, and possibly even the son of the Saint King, didn't compete for the title of 'Saint King' but instead fought with me over a Dao name...

His thoughts raced, and as he retreated, the old man shouted, "Dao brother, we both belong to the Five Lineages, born from the same root. Why must we fight to the death? Now, the scum of the Three Yanfotu has ambitions they shouldn't have. It's time for us to unite and work together."

"That's reasonable."

Ji Jingqiu followed closely, and no matter where the old man appeared, he relentlessly closed in. His Wusuo Buzhi that surpassed the old man.

"Why don't you change your Dao name?"

The old man's face twitched, cursing inwardly. Just as he was about to speak, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and all light was devoured. Only a long, jade-like hand descended!

The palm contained a Pureland, and without any warning, it fell!

Palmful Pureland!

The old man was terrified, and no matter how he tried to escape, he remained trapped under that palm.

The characteristic of Wusuo Buzhi was also suppressed.

In the end, he was taken into the layered worlds within the palm.

Ji Jingqiu thought to himself that on another day, he would change into a slightly ancient-style robe, and with a flick of his sleeve, he would collect people into his palm world. Who would dare say that this wasn't a universe in his sleeve?

Subsequently, Ji Jingqiu sat down on the spot, using his Inner Pureland to suppress the backlash from this person.

Unexpectedly, this person didn't fight to the bitter end but instead, after trying, he sighed and said, "Dao brother, I still say we're both from the Five Lineages. Why fight to the death? Never mind, today I admit that my skills are inferior. What can I do? I'll change my name to Qianfa. How does that sound?"

Qianfa?

Ji Jingqiu muttered, wondering if he should collect a Hundred Laws on another day.

He opened his palm and released the person, and before the latter could steady himself, Ji Jingqiu pointed at his forehead, planting a seed of the Heart Lamp.

"Dao brother, what are you doing?" the old man asked, both surprised and angry.

Ji Jingqiu calmly replied, "It's just a small surveillance method, more beneficial than harmful. Dao brother, there's no need to panic."

Indeed, he wasn't lying.

But as for how the old man felt about it, he didn't know.

The old man's chest heaved violently, but he could only grit his teeth and swallow the bitter pill.

If they continued fighting, he wouldn't stand a chance against this person. The Divine Light's suppression was too overwhelming, and this battle was unwinnable.

He sighed, "Dao brother, what brings you here this time? My Yinming lineage hasn't revealed itself yet. If you wish to visit the elders, I'm afraid it's not the right time."

"I came here to borrow the Yinming winds and overcome the Wind Disaster," Ji Jingqiu stated directly.

The old man's face went blank. Wind Disaster? What Wind Disaster? It sounded vaguely familiar.

"The Wind Disaster of the Heavenly-Human Boundary?" he asked, still in disbelief.

Ji Jingqiu nodded.

Then the old man's breathing became rapid, and his chest heaved violently.

"You... haven't passed the Three Disasters yet?" the old man, now known as Qianfa, gritted his teeth.

Even if they were forced to descend, it was only their cultivation that was suppressed, not completely erased, so there was no need to pass the Three Disasters again.

"Isn't it possible?" Ji Jingqiu asked, perplexed.

The Qianfa's chest rose and fell, gradually calming down after the tumultuous display of power. After a long silence, he suddenly spoke, "Is your true name Chi Ji?"

Ji Jingqiu's expression turned cold. "Do you think I look like Chi Ji?"

"Indeed, she seems like a woman..." Qianfa's face fell, and he couldn't help but ask, "Is she your sister?"

"Stop wasting words. I'm asking you to be my Bafafa," Ji Jingqiu said bluntly.

Qianfa hesitated, "..."

"Earlier, you mentioned those despicable beings from the Three Thousand Yanfu Ti. What about them?" Ji Jingqiu abruptly changed the topic.

Qianfa's expression remained unchanged as he nodded, "Yes, those despicable beings dare to have ambitions in the Macroverse. They are like tigers in a mountain, unaware of their own insignificance."

Ji Jingqiu understood.

Indeed, contempt was everywhere.

The Five Great Pillars looked down upon the Three Thousand Yanfu Ti.

The latter, in turn, held contempt for the current warriors of the Macroverse.

This was only natural.

Without further discussion, Ji Jingqiu looked ahead and said, "The Divine Gale Ghostly Domain is ahead."

"Yes," Qianfa replied.

Ji Jingqiu summoned Wei Qianjing, and despite his reluctance, Qianfa had no choice but to accompany him.

As they approached...

A gust of Yin wind blew, and despite Ji Jingqiu's protection, Wei Qianjing still shivered uncontrollably.

Seeing his companion's state, Ji Jingqiu decided to leave him outside, as this place was unfamiliar to him anyway.

"You, lead the way," Ji Jingqiu pointed at Qianfa.

Following the principle of the Five Lineages as one family, Qianfa endured, knowing that this person might be of a higher generation than him, and having a good ancestor was indeed enviable.

"Fellow Daoist, this is the outskirts of the Ghostly Domain. Those are the Wind Holes. If you activate them, be sure to gauge your strength. In the past, there have been those from the Five Lineages who were blown away by the Yin wind."

Ji Jingqiu suddenly asked, "Why don't you call me by my Dao name?"

Qianfa slowly opened his mouth, almost cursing out loud in frustration.

This person has no manners!

He must be a direct descendant of the Saint King's lineage; there's no mistake about it!

After crossing the Heavenly-Human Boundary, one can sense the location of the Three Calamities in the Eternal Self. However, they must be triggered in sequence.

Before triggering the Wind Calamity, Ji Jingqiu communicated with the little guy.

The Boundary-Devouring Serpent spat out the red star, which plunged downward, shrinking in size as it dove back into the Zhenling Pool.

With the little guy's physique, resisting the Wind Calamity was still challenging, let alone the upcoming Divine Gale.

He stood tall in the starry sky, taking a moment to regulate his breath.

Strictly speaking, he already had experience, having witnessed his clone endure the Wind Calamity.

When his clone faced the Wind Calamity, he borrowed the specific Dao methods of the Tian Sheng Lake, summoning the strange winds of heaven and earth to temper his inner world alongside the Wind Calamity.

Out of caution...

Ji Jingqiu first activated the Wind Hole in front of him, testing the 'salty' and 'bland' flavors.

As the Wind Hole was triggered, the Yin wind howled, like thousands of fine needles piercing his body. The coldness penetrated his bones, and the Yin chill, malevolence, and annihilation within it almost solidified into a tangible substance.

Under the Great Heavenly Position, without external support, one would likely be frozen and withered by this Yin wind, their spirit eroded and their life extinguished silently.

The Yin wind eroded his body, ravaging his mind and spirit.

Ji Jingqiu's blood energy surged within him, his true essence like a vast and turbulent ocean, his five viscera like gateways, and his divine fetus floating within his viscera. Although he had not yet entered the realm, his resistance against the Yin wind was sufficient.

Ji Jingqiu did not attempt any other means; he simply used his Heavenly-Human body to withstand the Yin wind.

Countless life forces, infinite and endless, emanated from his body, ceaseless and relentless, growing more intense and dazzling, vast and vigorous.

In the end, the boundless light within his cavities burst forth, like auspicious clouds and auspicious light, exuding vibrant life. It was as if the sun from the Nine Heavens was dispelling the evil Yin wind and suppressing the raging Yin wind.

Witnessing this, Qianfa, who was not far away, turned pale with shock.

How could a Heavenly-Human who hadn't even crossed the Three Calamities possess such a vast and pure life force?

Did the Saint King personally perform a bone marrow transplant and blood transfusion for him, and it still wasn't enough?!

Ji Jingqiu took a step forward, each step leaving behind a charred footprint in the void, as if burned by the great sun. The Yin wind collided with his blood energy, causing smoke to rise.

He now had a rough estimate of his physical strength and the strength of the Yin wind.

Scanning his mind, he simultaneously activated the ten Wind Holes ahead, actively absorbing the Yin wind!

The endless Yin wind roared and raged, engulfing his entire body, drilling into every cavity, spreading into his divine fetus, and surging into his inner world!

Qianfa, witnessing this, took a quiet step back.

Was this commotion a bit too much?

Ten Wind Holes... Even he wouldn't dare to withstand it so directly. A slight misstep could result in being 'blown away.'

The Divine Gale Ghostly Domain of the Mingxu lineage blew away not just the spirit and flesh but also the Eternal Self within.

If any of these three aspects were slightly weaker, they would become a breakthrough point.

Even the divine fire of the gods could be scattered by this wind; otherwise, how could it be called the 'Divine Gale'?

Ji Jingqiu slowly exhaled, feeling the sensation of his flesh being eroded. His physical body teetered on the edge of 'collapse.'

He had a precise grasp of his limits, and overall, he felt quite 'comfortable.'

Within his inner world, the black wind raged, overwhelming the triggered Wind Calamity.

The responding celestial winds were all enveloped within it.

This black wind was highly corrosive. As it blew across mountains and rivers, everything withered, and his entire inner world instantly became riddled with thousands of wounds, shaking as if it would collapse!

At the same time, even the deep red star in the sky was within the range of the black wind. Large swaths of 'pulverized' material were blown down by the wind, merging into his inner world and nourishing the foundation of his world.

It seemed like a process of addition and subtraction, but it was also solidifying the foundation of this inner world. The cruelty was only in the external manifestation.

However, if even the external manifestation couldn't hold, this inner world would be damaged at its source, eventually leading to its extinction.

"At this rate, it might not even take half a year..."

Ji Jingqiu murmured.

This was an unexpected joy.

He had initially worried about the Zhenling Pool being damaged.

But upon introspection, the Zhenling Pool seemed to have the ability to 'calm the wind.' The surrounding divine herbs and celestial medicines within the range of the 'calming wind' were completely unaffected.

In his inner world, Hela urged Ji Jingqiu to move forward.

"Keep going and see how far we can get. I recall that the Divine Gale Ghostly Domain is not only a burial ground for the Mingxu lineage but also a place close to the land of the dead. The Mingxu lineage once attempted to establish a true underworld here."

"In the past, the Mingxu lineage controlled the path of life and death, once intending to incorporate all beings in the world into a complete life and death cycle. However, the other four lineages did not recognize this, and it was ultimately cut short."

"Life and death cycle?" Ji Jingqiu asked in confusion. "Speaking of which, does this world have a cycle of reincarnation?"

He stood still, waiting for the Yin wind from the ten Wind Holes to subside before continuing his journey.

"What is your understanding of reincarnation? Do you believe that all sentient beings, upon death, are orderly lined up to enter the cycle of rebirth? You should understand that faith is of utmost importance to the divine. This includes the devout followers who have passed away, and most divine teachings include the concept of 'ascending to the divine realm after death'."

Jingqiu furrowed his brows, pondering a question. For all sentient beings, is death a complete erasure of memories, entering the next cycle of rebirth, and continuing to sink into the eight sufferings? Or is it a blissful existence in the divine realm?

Hmm... it depends on the treatment in the divine realm.

As he conversed with Hela, Jingqiu marched forward, his body gradually disappearing from the old man's sight as he braved the chilling winds.

The old man's eyes flickered; it seemed like the perfect opportunity to make a run for it.

However, he couldn't be sure what kind of mark Jingqiu had imprinted on his forehead earlier.

He had been secretly comprehending, and had already grasped a few divine mysteries.

It seemed to be a lamp seed, possessing the ability to dispel evil and calm the mind. Moreover, its effectiveness was not solely dependent on the lamp itself but also related to one's true self. This meant that the power of this object was relative to the individual and had the potential for growth...

This alone qualified it as a core heritage!

During the era when the Youhai region was active, it would have been sufficient to enter the core lineage of a sect.

But he was completely unaware of the hidden threat within.

But could it be possible?

Even a fool would know it's impossible, it's too unrealistic!

This person was unfathomably deep, with a suspected high-ranking identity and position. The heart lamp he had planted must be a means to restrain him.

In his eyes, the 'safety' of this heart lamp seemed even higher than that of a spiritual covenant.

For a moment, Qianfa's face paled, and even his means of restraining others seemed to possess this divine mystery...

He was now caught between a rock and a hard place. He could only console himself that they were both from the Five Lineages, and the other party's seniority might even be higher than his. So, he should respect the elderly.

It wouldn't hurt to show respect.

He loved the young, after all.

But...

If this guy delved any deeper, the accumulation of chilling winds within his body would surely attract the true divine gale, incinerating everything!

However, this child was suspected to be the son of a Holy King, and he should have left some backup. So, it should be fine.

If something did go wrong, it would be a good opportunity for both sides to switch positions.

At that time, he would definitely show his hospitality, considering they were both from the Five Lineages.

...

Jingqiu walked from the outermost layer towards the depths.

Ahead, the black winds and mist obscured his vision, and even Jingqiu's mind-piercing ability couldn't see through it.

As he parted the mist, what appeared before him was a desolate land amidst the starry sky, a plain.

Amidst the howling winds, at some point, the sound of rushing water had intermingled.

Jingqiu halted and gazed solemnly at what lay ahead.

It was a surging Yellow River, with no visible source or end.

The Yellow River, or... the Yellow Springs?

Deep within the plain, where the chilling winds howled, stood a pitch-black mountain peak. Even without the obstruction of the black winds, it was difficult to discern clearly, even with the wisdom of the Bodhi Eye.

He gazed into the distance and saw, deep within the plain, a stone bridge spanning the Yellow River.

Jingqiu's eyebrows twitched.

The stone bridge over the Yellow Springs was...

The Bridge of Helplessness?

Hela hadn't lied; the ancient Mingxu lineage had indeed intended to establish a true underworld here.

Jingqiu tried to delve deeper. There were no wind holes, and the chilling winds roamed endlessly through the heavens and earth.

Suddenly, Jingqiu sidestepped.

His gaze fell upon the dilapidated stone bridge.

At that moment, he sensed someone in that direction, staring at him with a cold, indifferent gaze.

But when he turned to look, that gaze had vanished.

"It's a bit eerie," Jingqiu frowned.

"Just because you're frolicking in someone else's graveyard, doesn't mean you can't be stared at," Hela said coldly, "Keep going, don't be afraid. But that bridge doesn't count as going deep, it's still considered the outer layer."

Jingqiu nodded, understanding.

"I came here in a hurry and forgot to bring some incense. I'll definitely make up for it next time."

In the language of the ancient path, his current strength could be considered invincible in the Macroverse, but that didn't mean he could roam freely without restraint.

In places like the Divine Gale and Ghostly Abyss, even a Heavenly Monarch would perish.

Hela couldn't persuade Jingqiu to cross the bridge, and he didn't even intend to get close to it.

This place might be the burial site of some ancient creature from an unknown era, so it was best to be cautious. Even if the creature only had the power for one attack, he was still alone.

"I should have brought Qianfa with me..."

Jingqiu furrowed his brows. As he delved deeper, he increasingly felt the eerie atmosphere.

It wasn't just the sudden appearances and disappearances of the gazes, but he could even hear someone whispering in his ear amidst the howling winds.

Warm.

Yet, it carried a bone-chilling coldness.

Aside from feeling a bit eerie, everything else was fine.

As he continued to venture deeper, Jingqiu gradually uncovered some truths.

For example, the distant pitch-black mountain peak—it wasn't a mountain at all, but an endless overlapping of countless wraiths!

Even the plain beneath his feet began to arouse his suspicions.

As he gradually came to a stop, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, cold and indifferent, with a depth that seemed to reflect the nine underworlds. Yet, it couldn't conceal a hint of fatigue.

Jingqiu abruptly halted, his mind on high alert. Above him, in the boundless void, the divine weapon, the Boat of Suffering, left behind by Mu Shuai, glowed faintly.

He had brought the divine weapon with him on this trip, fearing he might encounter some shameless ancient creature or accidentally stumble into a dangerous area.

At that moment, the guardian deity, who seemed to be constantly elevating his position and authority while sitting in meditation in the pure land outside the world and amidst the rain of suffering, opened his eyes.

His dignified appearance exuded compassion for all beings.

As he awoke, a true Buddha's illusion spontaneously appeared behind Jingqiu, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform. In an instant, flowers rained from the sky, and Buddha's light shone brightly!

The eyes that had appeared in Jingqiu's mind suddenly became sharp.

Jingqiu suddenly recalled Hela mentioning—

"Your Federal lineage has connections with the Five Great Pillars, especially Mu Shitian, who seems to have 'borrowed' something from all of the Five Great Pillars."

At this very moment.

In the inner realm.

Hela suddenly said, "I think you really need to explore more of the Macroverse and see how much debt Mu Shitian owes from the past."

(End of Chapter)

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