“You want to break through?”

Mu Longcheng was initially surprised.

Then, his mind focused, he cut away the distracting thoughts filling his heart, and concentrated intently, discovering what was wrong.

‘Luck…’

Mu Longcheng murmured in his heart, yet he sensed the transformation occurring within Yuan Duxiu.

Yes, a transformation!

Heaven and earth are boundless, infinitely vast, yet at their core, they are composed of countless minuscule particles invisible to the naked eye.

All activities within them are merely the operation of these particles.

Forcibly named Dao, and some of its orderly operations, when discovered, are termed ‘karma,’ ‘fate,’ and other abstract words.

Aura and destiny are merely a part of this.

To some extent, it is not wrong to say that aura and destiny come from Heaven.

This is not a gift from Heaven, nor is it immutable. Legends in this world abound with methods of ‘defying fate.’

Yet compared to Heaven and Earth, what are living beings, even cultivators?

Altering one's aura and destiny, the difficulty of which might not be comparable to reshaping the world, is definitely not low.

Yet at this moment, the transformation occurring within Yuan Duxiu, tracing its source, originated from changes in his aura and destiny.

But he had done nothing, so how could such a significant change occur?

“Is it because of that attacker?”

Even Mu Longcheng, who considered himself well-informed, was somewhat dazed at this moment.

Not only did they give treasures, but they also altered his luck?

If the original Yuan Duxiu, although talented, was merely one in ten million, and had undergone changes and opportunities after following him, he was still not considered outstanding in Eastern Continent.

But now…

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

Mu Longcheng was somewhat doubtful in his heart, but Yuan Duxiu closed his eyes again.

Pure, molten gold-like light began to spread from him as the center, its speed neither fast nor slow, yet unwavering.

And in the area filled with golden light, all tangible and intangible objects in the void were rejected.

Everything within the area covered by the golden light began to change along with Yuan Duxiu’s aura!

Humans cannot change Heaven and Earth, they can only drift along and be changed by Heaven and Earth, which is called conforming to humanity.

Cultivators defy Heaven and seize fate, taking the essence of Heaven and Earth to alter nature, which is called defying to become immortals!

Dongtian (Cave Heaven), is also called the realm of seizing fate by many.

Below it is called fate, above it is called longevity.

The longevity of Heavenly Longevity!

A realm once unattainable was now within reach, yet Yuan Duxiu’s heart remained calm.

Slowly and steadily, using the myriad laws as a medium for his mind, he began to outline his own Dongtian world!

…

In a dim and eerie place, difficult to see through, the Myriad Laws Dragon Tower was as radiant as the sun, scattering divine light in billions, illuminating the shadows.

Those strands of chaotic aura, unseen if not knowingly sought, melted rapidly under the Myriad Laws Dragon Tower’s light, like tallow in a raging fire.

“These auras…”

Surrounded by divine light, An Qisheng’s expression was subtle, and the many chaotic auras within his body also disappeared.

But melting was not the same as disappearing.

Even the momentary revival of a supreme treasure was not enough to wipe out these chaotic auras; they were like weeds, growing again after being blown away.

They were rootless and endless, bizarre beyond compare.

Impossible to drive away completely, impossible to eradicate completely, even when facing the aura of a supreme treasure, they merely changed their form of existence, without being truly eliminated.

“No wonder that Myriad Laws Ancestor died so silently.”

Sensing the many changes around him and within his body, An Qisheng’s mind was solemn.

At this point, he understood.

Within the Heavens and Earth of the Myriad Yang World, nothing could stop the invasion of these auras, not even a Supreme, or even Heaven and Earth themselves!

Whether tangible or intangible, they were unstoppable, seemingly destined to invade, destined to destroy.

“If everything is destined to be destroyed, why should I bother in vain?”

A thought arose in his mind, and An Qisheng’s mind froze, transforming into an invisible divine sword to completely斩杀 (zhǎn shā, slay) this wisp of thought.

This time, An Qisheng could only restrain his mind and begin to thoroughly cleanse himself under the light of the Myriad Laws Dragon Tower.

With his caution, even surrounded by the aura of a revived supreme treasure, his mind was affected.

If he had not been mentally alert, he might have had to self-destruct this primordial spirit body like the Three Hearts Azure Spirit Child to escape.

“Hoo!”

Waves surged in his mind sea, An Qisheng’s mind sank, and while cleansing impurities, he also sorted out what he had gained this time.

Especially regarding the terrifying and dangerous nature of this wisp of aura that Pang Wanyang called ‘entropy.’

Corroding the mind, twisting character, disrupting order, the calamity of longevity…

This wisp of aura was the most bizarre thing An Qisheng had ever seen. It did not seem to have the ability to directly kill living beings, but it targeted something even more terrifying.

“If it is truly as I expected, then I should meet them…”

An Qisheng’s heart stirred slightly.

Close to the depths of his soul, in the area shrouded by the light of that Yi Diagram, a dazzling golden spiritual imprint suddenly jumped out.

And in the next instant, it transformed into text, flashing across his mind sea:

…

Destiny: Hundred Defeats (Ten Thousand Victories)! Reversing death to live, washing away the superficial, a hundred defeats will not change my heart, then the future will have ten thousand victories!]

Destiny is transforming, luck is flourishing…]

“Ten Thousand Victories?”

An Qisheng was slightly surprised.

Before coming here, he had sensed that Yuan Duxiu’s opportunity was approaching, so he had not bothered with that person abducting Yuan Duxiu.

But he had not expected that his opportunity would be the transformation of his destiny.

Destiny originates from the changes in Heaven and Earth.

If Heaven and Earth are like an extremely complex network, destiny is a node on it. Not everyone has destiny.

Therefore, changes in destiny are changes in Heaven and Earth.

Is the first step of this change in Heaven and Earth going to fall on Yuan Duxiu?

An Qisheng thought to himself.

In the depths of his soul, another spiritual imprint slowly emerged, but this spiritual imprint was extremely incomplete and had a hazy, unreal feeling.

“This kind of change…”

An Qisheng’s mind mirror rippled. He had seen this kind of incomplete spiritual imprint more than once.

The first was Tong Zhengyang, the second was Zhu Shang…

“This person is actually a real transmigrator?”

An Qisheng couldn’t help but feel a great interest, and he also understood something:

“It seems, there is also a connection with me…”

…

Hoo…

The gale stirred by the changes in the heavens raged through the mountains, but it could not blow away the bloody aura that permeated the sky.

Countless Myriad Laws Tower disciples were running through the mountains, constantly using their supernatural powers to move the mountains and earth veins, and collect the fierce aura in the blood.

That battle seemed to have lasted for a short time, but the aftermath would take ten thousand times longer to resolve.

The mountains collapsed, the earth was dark red as if soaked in blood, and it was foreseeable that without external force, relying solely on the spontaneous operation of heaven and earth.

Even after another thousand years, it might not be possible to restore the old appearance.

"A battle at the Feng Hou (Sealed Marquis) level is truly like the collapse of the sky! Not to mention mortals, even you and I, if affected, would have no escape."

“For three thousand million years, there have been too many legends between heaven and earth, but only the words 'Hou (Marquis),' 'Wang (King),' and 'Zun (Venerable)' have truly been passed down to this day!

The Venerable position, revered by all races, is naturally because of earth-shattering strength!"

"True Man Yuanyang is truly a divine man, even a Feng Hou level Dragon King was easily suppressed by him!"

“I heard that the previous revival of the Myriad Laws Dragon Tower was also related to him…”

…

In the mountains, many disciples of the Myriad Laws Tower discussed among themselves, personally experiencing the battles that would only occur in legends.

Even if they did not truly participate in it, merely witnessing it had already made their hearts surge.

Even in the magnificent ancient and medieval times, Feng Hou were powerful individuals who could traverse the world, let alone now?

Although they had joined the Myriad Laws Tower, how could they have seen such terrifying battles?

At this time, running around the mountains, feeling the aftermath of that battle, their hearts could not be calm.

“Daoist Yuanyang…”

In the swirling air currents, a green-robed Daoist stood in the sea of clouds, listening slightly, and had already heard the many discussions of the Myriad Laws Tower disciples in the mountains.

Corresponding to everything he had seen with his supernatural powers, he already understood the cause and effect of this battle.

What followed was intense fear.

Since that Daoist Yuanyang had appeared out of nowhere, it had only been more than thirty years, and he had already achieved Guiyi (Return to One) and reached Feng Hou in one fell swoop before the great change!

What kind of talent was this?

That Heavenly Cauldron Emperor was known as one of the strongest talents in the Eastern Continent since ancient times, but it took him a full thousand years, and he barely broke through in a life-and-death battle.

And this Daoist Yuanyang seemed to have only used thirty years!

“Junior Brother Li!”

While the green-robed Daoist was thinking, a calm voice came from the void, with unconcealable solemnity:

“Do not enter the Myriad Laws Mountains without permission!”

“Senior Brother Zhao?”

The green-robed Daoist’s brow jumped, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: “Why are you here?”

The owner of that voice was named Zhao Hongmeng, the current Dean of their Heavenly Book Academy, who had not gone out since the Battle of the All Kings Platform decades ago.

Why did he suddenly come out?

“While sitting in meditation, I deduced the secrets of heaven, and my heart felt something, so I had to come out for a while…”

Zhao Hongmeng’s voice carried a hint of fatigue, as if he had spent a great deal of effort.

The green-robed Daoist frowned, sensing something was wrong. He had known Zhao Hongmeng for thousands of years and could hear the hidden meaning in his words.

“Had to come, what does that mean?”

The green-robed Daoist stared at the void.

A ripple spread like water, and an old man full of scholarly aura stepped out, holding an ancient scroll in one hand and a ruler in the other.

The green-robed Daoist’s eyelids twitched wildly.

That ancient scroll and ruler were clearly the two Feng Wang (Sealed King) spiritual treasures passed down by ‘Master’ in the past!

Whoosh…

Zhao Hongmeng walked out of the ripples, his gaze falling on the highest and farthest point of the firmament.

The green-robed Daoist followed the sound.

He saw powerful figures emerging from all parts of the world, all coming forward.

Clatter…

Zhao Hongmeng tapped the ruler lightly, his expression towards the Myriad Laws Tower somewhat complicated:

“He wants to see me, so I have to come…”