Chapter 166 Da Dao Ji

Xu Sheng Yang...

Gou Huang's yellowed eyes flickered, and a light flashed within them. Just as he was about to speak, a sudden wave of shock surged within his heart.

The message that had been sealed in the deepest recesses of his heart for a full ninety thousand years exploded the moment he heard this name.

It transformed into a line of text that he didn't quite understand but was incomparably familiar and nostalgic:

[Peering into the Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm... The master of the map contains the meaning of the Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm, consuming 9,890,000 points of Dao Power (one in ten thousand)...]

[Mortal Realm: 989,000,000/?]

[Fate Trajectory One: The universe nurtured by the endless and infinitely cloudy sea of universes... Captured by the Huangtian Great World in 987,000,000 years, the Dao essence within is covered by Lingji (spiritual energy), all spirits are lost, and a great collapse is imminent...]

[The clash of wills between the two realms has lasted for nearly a million years. The Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm has collapsed nine times and is nearing destruction, eventually becoming mad and insane... At the end of the tenth epoch of Huangtian, Gu Changfeng, a visitor from beyond the realm, descended into the realm, sweeping away the demonic aura, pacifying the turmoil, opening the Netherworld, and establishing the incense-based path to godhood, finally dying in battle against the heavens at the end of the tenth epoch...]

[In the eleventh epoch of Huangtian, the remaining radiance of the Mortal Realm's billion years of fortune transformed into a Child of Destiny, who joined forces with the Du Tian Great Spirit Official to fight against the heavens for the second time, ultimately failing and falling in Huangtian, under the Blood Monarch, the Lumei Sword, the Dao Enlightenment, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi...]

[Reason for the destruction of the Mortal Realm: Captured by the Huangtian Realm in the eleventh epoch of Huangtian, becoming the Mortal Realm of the Six Paths of Huangtian Realm]

[Fate Trajectory Two: ...At the end of the tenth epoch of Huangtian, Gu Changfeng, a visitor from beyond the realm, feeling the imminent demise of the realm, glimpsed his own destiny and sighed as he awaited death, releasing the aura of a supreme treasure to attract gods from beyond the realm to save the world, sacrificing himself in the punishment for fighting against the heavens...]

[...A god from beyond the heavens descended upon the Mortal Realm, comprehending the poison of Lingji, inheriting the merits of his predecessors, the culmination of countless lifetimes of cultivation, reopening the path of humanity, retaking control of the Netherworld, establishing the Altar of Fengshen (Investiture of the Gods), grasping the fortune of the ten thousand peoples of the Five Continents, combining it with the myriad phenomena of the heavenly stars, and fighting again against the mad and insane Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm. The battle was difficult to win, and he ultimately left his body to transform into a divine court as the only spark of hope for this realm...]

[...His disciple, Sa Wuling, inherited the Taiji Dojo, upholding the name of Heavenly Master, teaching and transforming all directions, suppressing the eleven evils, soothing the mad and insane heavens, entering the Divine Court, becoming the Lord of the Divine Court, and cultivating to the highest position in this realm throughout history...]

[At that time, gods in Huangtian sensed the changes in the heavens, and gods and demons walked out of the Lingji, transforming into the Three Immortals descending upon the world, establishing the three schools of Buddhism, Daoism, and Demonism, bestowing the Vajra, the Three Treasures Ruyi, and the Lumei and Zhutian swords to jointly battle the Lord of the Divine Court...]

[Reason for the destruction of the Mortal Realm: The Great Cosmic Collapse descends, the Huangtian Lingji riots, and ten thousand immortals descend... In the end, the Child of Destiny perished, the Great Spirit Official died in the collapse of the Divine Court, all the gods were destroyed under the heavenly punishment, and Sa Wuling, the Lord of the Divine Court, scattered his blood on the edge of the universe, dying with ten thousand immortals in the boiling sea of Lingji...]

[Reason for the destruction of the Mortal Realm: Captured by Huangtian, transforming into the Mortal Realm of the Six Paths...]

[Fate Trajectory Three: ...]

[Fate Trajectory Four: ...]

[Fate Trajectory Five: ...]

[...]

[Fate Trajectory Ninety-Nine: ...]

[Evaluation: Six stars]

Mortal Realm?

Huangtian Realm?

Child of Destiny? Is it Xu Xun?

Lord of the Divine Court? Old Sa?

Old Wang?

What about me? Am I, this Emperor, not worthy of a name?!

Beneath the flowing lines of incomprehensible text were endless images and information, so vast in quantity that even a Yuanshen (Primordial Spirit) True Person would have their Yuanshen instantly burst.

As powerful as Gou Huang was, his pupils couldn't help but contract at this moment. Intense pain surged from his mind, and he couldn't help but let out a howl that emptied the seas, echoed through the Central Continent, and shook the heavens and earth:

Awoo~~~

......

Bang!

Within the Blessed Land of Samsara, the sea of runes that revolved around the 'Mortal Realm' world coordinates underwent a sudden and drastic change, with rolling waves crashing in all directions.

The already flickering and uncertain light sphere trembled for a moment, seemingly about to shatter and disappear in the next instant.

Whoosh~

As if swept by a hurricane, An Qisheng's incomparably powerful divine sense body flickered and blurred for a moment.

But in just a moment, he calmed the fluctuations in his divine sense, quelled the tremors in his heart, and his incomparably powerful divine sense re-condensed.

"In the end, it's impossible to escape the result of destruction..."

An Qisheng's divine sense was deep and vast, with ten thousand thoughts flashing and flowing.

As early as in the Jiufu Realm, he had the idea of using the Dao Yi Diagram to glimpse the trajectory of the world and its future direction, but he had neither the mark of the Heavenly Seal nor enough Dao Power, so he never implemented it.

And in the Mortal Realm, this thought arose again, but unfortunately, even three hundred years were not enough for him to condense the Heavenly Seal, and his Dao Power was also insufficient.

But when he left, he also left behind a contingency plan. Only now, through the eyes of the Yellow Dog, did he glimpse the future direction of the Mortal Realm, the trajectory of the world, and even the destiny of the universe.

That Xu Xun was the gathering of the last fortune of the Mortal Realm, the last resistance of that nascent universe that had existed for only a billion years against destruction.

Unfortunately, Huangtian was irresistible, and the Great Cosmic Collapse arrived as scheduled, ultimately destroying the last resistance of the Mortal Realm and shattering the contingency plan he had left behind.

Ninety thousand years of planning and the natural accumulation of Dao Power allowed him to see ninety-nine fate trajectories of the Mortal Realm.

Or rather, ninety-nine confrontations between himself and the Huangtian Realm.

Within them, An Qisheng saw more than a hundred possibilities for resisting the calamity of the Great Collapse.

From mass-producing millions of soldiers in the Blessed Land of Samsara to the Otherworld Gate, and even the Wish-Granting Altar, he had already done everything he could.

Unfortunately, even with a hundred fates and a hundred resistances, he still couldn't escape the final fate of destruction, as if everything could no longer be reversed.

Even if you see it, even with the ability to foresee, there is no room for luck under the absolute disparity.

Everything seemed to be predestined.

"Great Cosmic Collapse, source of Lingji..."

An Qisheng murmured in his heart, analyzing these unprecedented hundred fate trajectories.

If he hadn't spread the Dao to the Mortal Realm, accumulated ninety thousand years of Dao Power, and had the Heavenly Will imprint in his hand, the Dao Power consumed to glimpse a hundred trajectories of a Great World would have been as high as a hundred billion!

The images presented by such a huge consumption were also so numerous that even the current An Qisheng could not fully accept them.

However, without looking at the process and only looking at the result, he saw that the commonalities of the hundred destructions of the Mortal Realm were actually only two points.

The Great Cosmic Collapse, and the source of Lingji.

All things have their lifespan, and the heavens and earth and the universe cannot exist forever. The Great Collapse is one of the three cosmic disasters and the greatest calamity that the Mortal Realm is about to face.

In the prediction of the Dao Yi Diagram, this Great Collapse refers to the endless expansion of the universe, until one day the stars, celestial bodies, and all things and spirits are completely decomposed, and everything turns into a chaotic void.

The Great Collapse is naturally unsolvable, but in these hundred futures, under An Qisheng's many attempts, Sa Wuling still created the 'Ark of the Other Shore,' which could carry thousands of stars and ten thousand spirits, enough to cross it.

Unfortunately, in addition to the Great Collapse, there was still Huangtian.

The calamity of Huangtian initially involved the descent of the three immortals of Daoism, Buddhism, and Demonism, then turned into the descent of ten thousand immortals, and finally, it triggered the source of Lingji, the gaze of that indescribable and terrifying existence.

Once, Sa Wuling survived the Great Cosmic Collapse, slaughtered ten thousand immortals, and all disasters and turmoil were quelled.

But the momentary change in the source of Lingji was not even recorded in the future trajectory deduced by the Dao Yi Diagram.

Everything was reset to zero.

Compared to the Great Collapse, the threat of the source of Lingji was much greater!

And what was even more terrifying than this was that after the Great Collapse, there was an unknown existence at the source of Lingji. What about after that unknown existence?

That majestic Huangtian hadn't even truly begun to capture the Mortal Realm...

In an instant, his thoughts scattered in a very chaotic manner, and An Qisheng couldn't help but think of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent he saw in the Wanyang Realm and the world of the gods he saw in Xuanxing.

If the doomsday of the Huangtian Realm arrived unexpectedly, how could the Wanyang Realm and Xuanxing be exceptions?

The real doomsday of all realms...

"Fortunately, Da Huang can't see so many things..."

The last thought that flickered, drifted, and settled in An Qisheng's heart was this.

How could a dog carry such heavy things?

.......

Huff huff~

As dawn approached, the sun rose silently.

Against the backdrop of the azure horizon, the red sun slowly rose, and in a daze, the blue sky was permeated by golden light, and the rosy clouds surged from the horizon like a tide.

"Wow! The red sun breaks the dawn, the sun rises in the east, and the golden light is like a tide! It's worth it, it wasn't in vain to be frozen like a dog!"

"Is that it? Is it really like spending a year reading the strategy, a day on the road, a day climbing the mountain, a night in the wind, and five minutes watching the scenery?"

"Check-in, check-in, Mount Tai check-in complete! Set off for the next stop, everyone!"

"This is not as spectacular as what you see on TV, it's just more immersive. Climbing Mount Tai belittles the world..."

......

The great sun rose in the east, illuminating the endless haze.

The top of Mount Tai suddenly became lively, with all kinds of human voices, some exclaiming, some taking pictures, and some shivering from the cold while holding cameras.

The extremely dense popularity rose from various scenic spots such as the Guari Peak and the Nantian Gate, and entered the Jade Emperor Peak, awakening An Qisheng, who was meditating with his hands on the palace pillar.

"Huff!"

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, slightly dim.

The mysteries glimpsed by the Dao Yi Diagram disrupted his original plan and caused him to consume too much divine sense. However, without the pressure of his divine sense, his physical body seemed more at ease.

The boiling and noisy popularity might feel noisy to many people, and An Qisheng didn't used to like listening to it much, but at this time, he felt somewhat close to it.

"In the end, it's hard to avoid the human nature of not living alone..."

An Qisheng suddenly smiled, and a subtle light flashed in his obscure eyes: "After all, it's still a mortal body..."

Feeling the noisy popularity, the bright mirror in An Qisheng's heart shone with a slight light.

People living together is just about relying on and comforting each other, and many people scoff at it, but An Qisheng felt that it was quite good.

Small seclusion in the mountains, great seclusion in the court.

Whether weak or strong, just do what's comfortable.

He restrained his thoughts, suppressed all distracting thoughts and guesses into the depths of his heart, turned around and walked out of the Jade Emperor Palace.

He went down the mountain with the tourists, neither hurried nor slow, as if everything just now had been completely forgotten and left behind.

In the days that followed, An Qisheng seemed like a tourist who had been longing for beautiful scenery for many years but had been unable to go out for some reason. After descending Mount Tai, he began his journey of tourism.

In the process, he seemed to have forgotten his supernatural powers, martial arts, and everything.

He traveled at sunrise and rested at sunset, slept with Xuanxing, and rose with the great sun.

In a flash,

Seven years had passed.