The cold palm was as if forged from the hardest material in the world.

Solid, powerful.

It made the movements of the azure-robed scholar, or rather, the azure-robed woman, freeze instantly. An immeasurable and profound power seemed to flow and change on her palm, stirring the surrounding void.

One could imagine that if Wei Yuan were pressed on the shoulder by this palm, something extremely unpleasant would inevitably occur. But at this moment, her hand could not press down.

On the contrary, a sharp pain, almost enough to shatter her wrist, emerged.

A terrifying and immense force surged from the hand that gripped her gun-wielding wrist.

The black-robed Daoist, who had only just awakened from the profundities of [Causality Interfering with Destiny], his true spirit's consciousness not yet fully recovered, looked up at him. His black pupils were deep and serene, like the cold stars of a winter night that pierced through the underworld, as if he had never been lost or intoxicated in the mysteries of controlling all beings.

And this power...

Only at this moment did the azure-robed woman recall.

Even though this black-robed Daoist was famous for his swordsmanship, he had once left behind the title of [Floating Li Jade Void Primordial Heavenly Lord] in another world!

Possessing a body as indestructible and impervious to all tribulations as Mount Buzhou!

He was also extremely skilled in close combat and physical strength.

Crack, crack.

The sound of bones fracturing could almost be heard.

The azure-robed woman sighed inwardly.

She had thought she could take advantage of this person's intoxication in causality to leave a Dao mark on his body, thereby subtly contaminating his soul, gradually interfering with and influencing his judgment, and controlling his actions, just as causality could, to a certain extent, influence even those of the same level of power.

When destiny had the upper hand, even those at the Dao Fruit level could not avoid being affected.

The only difference was the degree to which they were affected.

Unfortunately, he had been able to maintain his rationality even in that state of perceiving the Great Dao?

It seemed that five thousand years of reincarnation had left some traces on him after all.

A gentle and composed expression appeared on the azure-robed woman's face, her eyes clear.

Like the distant serenity of the Kunlun Celestial Maiden.

Yet, for some reason, she also carried the stubbornness of the young Dragon Girl of ancient times.

She faced Wei Yuan with composure and tranquility, and said softly with a slight smile, "Doesn't the Heavenly Lord want to let go?"

The black-haired Daoist lowered his eyes.

He thought of Jue, who awaited him a thousand years later.

Yet, for some reason, he also thought of the Dao Fruit traces left on the [Sword of Reincarnation].

Kai Ming's casual remark: the Azure-robed Dragon Girl forged a sword with her Dao Fruit to celebrate the Heavenly Lord's wedding.

After a long while, the ripples in his heart slowly calmed down, like the still waters of a long lake. He withdrew his right hand, his voice low and steady, one word at a time, "I still need you to tell me about the trajectory of destiny..."

Therefore, he could not kill her.

These words echoed in his heart. The Daoist paused, his eyes deep, and said in a calm voice, "Therefore, let there be no next time."

The azure-robed woman withdrew her palm and saw that her wrist had a twisted appearance.

It was as if her muscles, bones, and blood vessels had all been reduced to dust under that grip.

She even had the feeling that if she were to cut the wound with a sword at this moment, her flesh and blood would surge out like dust, a scene that could be described as shocking. But this made a hint of vitality stir in the azure-robed woman's heart.

The reaction was a bit strong.

He smiled and moved his wrist, saying, "It was just a joke. The Heavenly Lord's reaction is a bit too much."

The black-haired Daoist closed his eyes and did not answer.

He only quietly comprehended how to use causality to move all beings.

Comprehending the Great Dao rules of weaving the long river of destiny with the fate of all beings.

Using causality as a thread to move all living things.

Causality could originally change certain things.

And if causality were used to affect the fate of a larger area of all beings, then it would be like this, using causality to change a certain person, and then indirectly interfering with and influencing the trajectory of the fate of more living beings.

Then, one would transform into a hundred, and a hundred would transform into a thousand, layering and affecting a wider range, even the people of a world and an era. In this way, this would be [Destiny].

Wei Yuan suddenly seemed to understand something. At this moment, it was as if all the epiphanies and experiences of these years had emerged together. In the long years, he had constantly disassembled all things and evolved yin and yang, finally allowing him to vaguely perceive it. The black-haired Daoist looked peaceful and said, "All living things are yin and yang.

"All living beings carry yin and embrace yang, harmonizing their qi."

"Using causality to maintain yin and yang, extending changes over thousands of years, to create a majestic spectacle."

"Can this be called the Mandate of Heaven?"

The azure-robed woman lowered her eyes and did not answer.

She did not explain at crucial moments.

With the Great Dao before him, he sought up and down, could point out where the direction was, but would never impart all of his personal understanding from these thousands of years. He only offered a bow, forming a causal connection. [Destiny] did not intend to really impart all of his understanding.

He only suddenly said with a smile, "However, the Heavenly Lord's state of mind should have already reached a state of no movement, no thought, as deep as an abyss."

"But why did ripples suddenly arise?"

The azure-robed woman saw that the black-haired Daoist did not answer, and said to herself, "Perhaps you want to say it's because I took action. I admit this point, but I don't have such great supernatural powers that I can rely on mere means of changing qi and fate to make a ripple appear in the heart of a powerhouse like you."

"This supernatural power is called [Reflecting Water Moon]."

"It's a means of trying to reflect the inner hearts of all living beings. What you saw was not my bewitchment, but the traces in the depths of your heart. So, I'm really curious, Wei Yuan. Besides that Celestial Maiden of Kunlun Mountain, this supernatural power of mine seems to have also reflected the traces of another woman."

"Although it's little, it does exist."

"I wonder who she is, a confidante of yours?"

"Is it a Celestial Maiden who originally had mutual affection, but then fell in love with someone else?"

"Or is it that even though you share a life-and-death fruit, there's no hint of affection at all?"

As she said these words, the aura and fate of the azure-robed [Destiny] subtly changed.

Even if Zhu Jiuyin were here, if he overlooked it, he would hesitate for a moment, suspecting that the person who appeared at this moment, also wearing azure robes, was the true form of the Azure-robed Dragon Girl. [Destiny] looked at the Daoist in front of him, his voice peaceful and composed, seemingly inquiring.

He pressed closer step by step, probing and provoking, intending to make ripples appear in the Daoist's heart.

The purpose was to interfere in reverse, leaving a brand.

Although it was said that they had reached a certain degree of cooperation, this cooperation was only limited to the goal of [jointly defeating the Turbid World Great Lord]. Apart from this, who would be the main force and who would be the auxiliary force, and the connection between them, had no causal contract or agreement.

They were only temporary allies, and one day they would turn against each other and fight.

The black-haired Daoist closed his eyes and did not speak. Only after a long time did he say calmly, "People are not plants."

This was an answer to the question of 'even after experiencing life and death, there is no affection at all.'

The azure-robed [Destiny] was slightly moved in his heart.

Just as he was about to use this to continue pressing, the black-haired Daoist said again calmly, "However, Confucian disciples, begin with affection and end with propriety."

"That is all."

As these words were spoken, his will was firm and profound, as majestic as a towering mountain that supported the heavens. The azure-robed Destiny felt a slight stagnation in his breathing, sensing a tremendous sense of oppression. He smiled slightly and was about to continue asking when the black-haired Daoist slowly stood up and said, "And there is another aspect of Confucian propriety."

In an instant, the majestic mountain in the azure-robed Destiny's perception suddenly trembled violently.

Boom!!! The great anomaly of the collapse of the heavens and the earth and the destruction of all things reappeared before his eyes.

As if all things had lost their light, the standing black-haired Daoist was infinitely tall, absorbing all light, magnificent and terrifying, the center of all things, the cornerstone of heaven and earth. The Daoist, whose everything was dark and whose outline was blurred as if he was the core of all things, exuded an oppressive force like the opening of heaven and earth, but his eyes were bright and radiant.

The four long swords were not unsheathed; this was part of the agreement between the two sides.

The long swords hummed, inserted upside down into the ground.

His left hand suddenly stretched out.

Boom!!!

The terrifying power, the unparalleled speed, tore through the air, blasting out two streams of energy. The air was struck and transformed into large patches of white clouds, rising and scattering to the left and right, turning into two storms that swept across hundreds of miles, tearing down from the top of the mountain with vastness and grandeur!

His five fingers were spread out like swords and halberds.

With a snap, he fiercely grabbed the azure-robed woman's head.

His five fingers passed through her hair. The terrifying pressure, like steel, and the intense pain made the azure-robed Destiny's pupils contract violently. He saw the man in front of him suddenly step forward, his voice low and calm, like a bronze bell and jade chime, resonating in the void.

"Do not look at what is improper; do not listen to what is improper."

Then, his left hand suddenly pulled back!

His right hand clenched into a fist and smashed it towards the azure-robed woman's face.

The violent force tore apart the air.

It exuded an aura of boundless and terrifying dominance.

Floating Li Jade Void Primordial Heavenly Lord!

The azure-robed woman deciphered this name.

The next moment, the incomparably violent fist wind had already struck down, and that peerless face was faintly distorted.

"I admit defeat!"

Boom!!!

The fist did not show any restraint and directly slammed into his face.

The huge sound was comparable to the war drums of Emperor Xuanyuan, which shook thousands of miles.

The azure-robed Destiny was unable to utter the slightest scream.

It was just a punch.

His entire head had been directly reduced to dust. The violent power spread endlessly, turning the entire azure-robed Destiny into nothingness. Golden blood pattered onto the green stone.

Zhang Sanfeng's voice came, "Teacher...?"

The black-haired Daoist slowly withdrew his right hand and said calmly, "It's nothing."

"I was just having a little sparring with an old friend."

Zhang Sanfeng was astonished.

He raised his head and saw that the clouds had completely dispersed from the sky for thousands of miles. The terrifying sound from just now, even if it was only slightly leaked, was like thunder falling down, so terrifying.

Just sparring?

[Destiny is immortal]. In the void, the azure-robed scholar re-condensed and revived.

He raised his hand and pressed it against his face.

The intense pain from the extremely violent and domineering power of just now still seemed to be echoing, making his face faintly distorted. The black-haired Daoist stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair falling down, his eyes deep and calm. He said slowly, "Do not look at what is improper; do not listen to what is improper; one should not pry into the secrets of the heart. Sir should know this principle."

"Do not commit it again in the future."

He said softly, "I cannot kill you, but the pain is real."

"The Black Ice Terrace knows many methods to make people wish they were dead." (黑冰台 is a secret service agency)

"Sir, do not misunderstand."

[Destiny] gritted his teeth slightly. The terrifying oppressive force still seemed to be before his eyes.

In close combat, the Primordial Lord was still at the top, even without drawing his sword.

At this moment, the black-robed Daoist slightly cupped his hands and said, "Just now, I had some understanding and seemed to know the connection between [Yin and Yang], [Causality], and [Destiny]."

"I have an attempt, sir, teach me."

The black-haired Daoist in front of him had undoubtedly understood how to use causality to reverse-engineer destiny.

The so-called attempt was to thoroughly venture from [Causality] into the trajectory of [Destiny]!

To sublimate its authority.

It would even increase the concept of [Yin and Yang] at this level.

Would the [Destiny] that came out in this way be stronger? Would it go farther and smoother than himself? Would it even become a means to restrain himself?

The [Destiny] that had sublimated causality and yin and yang together.

Could it allow the Primordial Heavenly Lord in front of him to finally glimpse a wisp of transcendence?

One possibility after another arose in the azure-robed scholar's heart.

If it had been before, the azure-robed Destiny would never have agreed, nor would he have helped with such an extremely crucial matter.

But at this moment, the black-robed Daoist in front of him still had a calm voice and a gentle expression, but because of that punch earlier and the last few words, no matter how gentle he appeared, his aura was surging and profound, sharp and unparalleled, like a heavy sword without a blade.

Sir, do not misunderstand.

The words from just now seemed to echo in his ears.

The azure-robed scholar opened his mouth, but finally fell silent and said, "..."

"Alright."

ps: Second update today...