Chapter 611 611 True Three

How to explore reality, transcend records, and experience it firsthand.

This was Obenxi's sincere advice.

Although he was only a level nine mage, his original consciousness had already reached an extremely vast state.

It was more accurate to say he was the strongest scholar than the strongest mage, his attainments in knowledge far surpassing his magic.

Li Cheng颐 left the White Tower, heeding his friend's advice, and began to measure the land step by step.

He returned to Black Fort and started from there, taking a path that few had traveled.

Without purpose, he weathered the elements, experiencing nature, the sky, and all things.

Time lost its meaning for him, only the changes of all things, like brushstrokes, were imprinted in his mirror-like Yuanshen Sword Palace.

The floor, ceiling, and walls of the palace, between the biographical texts of those human-faced Yuanshen Swords, began to be covered with dense patterns of all kinds.

Following his footsteps, Li Cheng颐 constantly changed his identity and appearance, sometimes as a traveler, sometimes as a mercenary.

Although he could use the Yuanshen Sword Palace to strengthen himself with flames, it was meaningless and not his intention.

Snowflakes fluttered and fell on his face, but the wrinkles on his face and the white hair on his head rapidly faded away, transforming into a young and handsome appearance.

He recalled everything he had experienced.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years had passed.

One industry after another, one skill after another, rapidly merged from simple memorized knowledge into a skill he completely mastered through practice.

Li Cheng颐 was no longer young and handsome; wrinkles appeared on his body, and the changes of time left deep marks on his skin.

"I once thought I had reached the pinnacle of life, but you made me realize that I am far from touching that final peak." Obenxi was already very old.

The birth, aging, sickness, and death of life, natural changes, were also part of the principles of all things.

"Still missing something." Li Cheng颐 murmured softly.

Two years later, his two sons were born together.

Sometimes he was a temporary peddler in a traveling merchant caravan, and sometimes he was an ordinary craftsman living in one place.

"Nothing is eternally unchanging." Obenxi and Li Cheng颐 strolled side by side, "All things generate and overcome each other, are interconnected and influence each other. Influence inevitably leads to change. Only by abandoning all influences and connections can one achieve eternal immutability, but then...one would be like an invisible person among all things, no longer able to interact with them. What is the meaning of such existence?"

An old man with ragged clothes and white hair quietly released his crutch and looked up at the sky above his head.

Black Fort Garden.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen years had passed.

Atop a majestic snow mountain.

In his exchanges with Li Cheng颐, he was also growing rapidly, becoming more and more wise.

His body was also weakening, but he did not stop such natural changes.

Its name was *The White Tower Book*.

Time slowly passed.

It took him fifteen years to leave, but only five days to return.

"What exactly is it...?"

Li Cheng颐 returned to being the undefeated Carlos, but this time, his body was also changing with time, constantly aging.

Obenxi didn't continue, but turned his gaze to a patch of white flowers withering in the distance.

He stopped, turned around, and took out a thick brown book from his robe.

"The peak of the White Tower has reached its end, everything has its own end, so do I, so does the White Tower, so does the empire..."

"I see... I'm still missing a complete life as a person."

At that moment, the wind and snow were blasted out of a vacuum passage, as if afraid of his wild dash.

Understanding this, Li Cheng颐 no longer hesitated, turned around and returned towards Black Fort.

Back to Black Fort.

At the same time, the flames of the sword furnace in Li Cheng颐's mind finally went a step further, beginning to extend and cover more space.

Suddenly, a kind of inexplicable understanding surged into his heart.

Following natural emotions, he married one of Obenxi's granddaughters and formed a new family.

In this world, this incredibly powerful world of restrictions, aging was also part of the changes of living beings, and preventing it was extremely difficult and costly.

Years passed, time flew.

Having experienced the life of an old man, at this time, in his Yuanshen Sword Palace, a large amount of rich flame filled almost all the space, but only one point, there was still an empty space about the size of a human head, which could not be completely filled, could not be ignited and burned.

Living as a scholar in one place for a few years, he might also become a clothing maker and open a clothing store to live a peaceful life.

Under the moonlight, hundreds of flowers bloomed, on the path in the garden.

He leaped from the top of the snow mountain, his figure like lightning, his terrifying qualities, at least thirty times that of Milton the Knight, were revealed at this moment.

It was a book without binding or printing, with handwritten traces on the cover.

"Yes... the root of influence lies in contact, whether tangible or intangible. If you want eternity, you can only isolate all contact... but that is not what we are pursuing." Li Cheng颐 also held a crutch in his hand.

"I hope you can help me spread this book. I have recorded all my understanding in it."

"I will." Li Cheng颐 nodded. "Are you leaving?"

"Yes... Even the strongest mage, the pinnacle of level nine, can only live for a few hundred years at most. I am unwilling to change the essence of my own life. The upper limit of everything should be its destiny."

Obenxi murmured, walking forward step by step, his back to this side, waving to Li Cheng颐.

"I hope we can meet again."

Watching the other party leave, Li Cheng颐 nodded gently.

He was now nearly fifty years old and no longer young.

Holding the book in his hand, he knew that he might never see the empire's strongest mage again.

"Father." A steady male voice came from behind.

Li Cheng颐 turned around and saw his eldest son, Beiluo, striding towards him in a lord's robe.

"Regarding the elves, the imperial army has issued a request for a joint battle to encircle and annihilate them. Count Phillips is leading the team this time."

"I have passed the position of lord to you, you make all the decisions."

Li Cheng颐 no longer wanted to interfere in everything in the territory.

He could clearly feel his body aging.

His strength was retreating, weakening, and he did not stop it. And the elves and barbarians who had once been intimidated by him were now tentatively trying to invade the territory's borders again.

But he no longer cared about these things.

Holding his crutch, Li Cheng颐 turned around and left the garden despite his son's helplessness.

Time continued to flow.

The elves' invasion was quickly repelled under the suppression of the allied forces. But the barbarians' invasion was not so easy to solve.

The Sola Empire experienced its first truly significant defeat.

A large legion of 50,000 men suffered a strategic defeat in a battle against the barbarians' combined army of hundreds of tribes, resulting in the death of twelve glorious knights and three exhausted level eight mages.

Although it also caused more than 50% casualties to the barbarians, this lose-lose situation greatly reduced the strength of both humans and barbarians.

It also gave the secretly hidden elves a chance.

Years continued to pass, twenty years later.

The Sola Empire became increasingly weak, and the strongest level nine mage of the past never appeared again. The strongest in the White Tower became level eight, and there was only one newly promoted mage.

The imperial army became increasingly corrupt, indulging in enjoying power, debauchery, and the royal family no longer had any ambition.

And Li Cheng颐 was now over seventy years old.

His grandsons were born one after another, and even his grandsons began to start families.

The once undefeated Carlos, now his physical fitness had fallen to one-fifth of its peak.

Although still powerful, he was no longer as unattainable as before.

At least the Barbarian King could see hope of catching up.

And at this time, Li Cheng颐 had gradually comprehended everything about humans, about the changes in his own race.

He began to often sit alone on the terrace on the top floor of Black Fort, staring at the starry sky in a daze.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Two years later.

Melissa passed away peacefully.

Li Cheng颐, in his seventies, was by her side, quietly watching her, watching her trembling lips, wanting to say something at the end, but ultimately saying nothing.

Melissa tightly grasped his hand, her cloudy eyes gazing at him, with final tenderness and nostalgia, and then, gently lost her strength.

"Mother, this is the destiny of all things."

Li Cheng颐 said softly.

Behind him were his two sons and wife, and a group of family juniors.

Stallion Carlos, once the empire's undefeated symbol, was now also old and dying.

Gently letting go of her hand, Li Cheng颐 stood up and turned to leave the ward.

He seemed to understand something in a trance.

When life comes to an end, the part belonging to consciousness is also weakening and disappearing.

The only thing left in reality is the various traces she once left behind.

All things change, and birth and death are also part of it.

Consciousness and memory also have birth and death, what existed will pass away with the wind, and what did not exist will also come with the wind.

"I seem to understand..." Li Cheng颐 looked at old Buck, who was slowly approaching not far away.

He was also very old, his back no longer as straight as it used to be, but his eyes were still the same, even purer and more refined than before.

"All things are aggregated... matter is like this, and so is consciousness."

"Aggregation brings essence, essence brings purity. Purity can sublimate and cross that untouched new realm..."

At this moment, all the flames in the Yuanshen Sword Palace suddenly swelled.

The fire completely filled the last point of space, completely filling the entire palace.

In that instant.

In the instant when the flames completely filled everything.

A new firelight appeared inside the most central sword furnace.

Countless learnings, knowledge, and understandings belonging to Li Cheng颐 turned into a torrent of wisdom, and were rapidly absorbed by that platinum-colored flame.

Invisible streams of information even turned into tangible colored threads here, converging from all directions to one point.

Crack

Cracks began to appear on the walls of the Yuanshen Sword Palace.

Countless cracks spread quickly, dropping fragments.

Boom!

Suddenly, the entire palace completely collapsed. It turned into countless white light spots, scattered and flew away.

Outside the palace was an endless dark space.

The light spots scattered, like light bulbs, illuminating areas in the darkness.

In the darkness, the earth was illuminated, mountains, oceans, and rivers and forests emerged one after another.

These were all imaginations transformed by Li Cheng颐's wisdom, not entities.

'When your comprehension is sufficient to reconstruct a new world similar to the outside world, it will be the day you ignite the divine fire.'

The words of the senior brother from Tianju Pavilion once again appeared in Li Cheng颐's heart at this moment.

In the space of consciousness imagination, a world extremely similar to the outside world was rapidly reappearing.

Nature soon appeared successfully, followed by living beings.

Wild creatures, intelligent creatures, under Li Cheng颐's immense consciousness, patches of creatures constantly appeared like embellishments in this world of consciousness imagination.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Perhaps it was a century, perhaps it was a few minutes.

Time loses meaning in consciousness, it only depends on the speed of thought.

A flash of platinum suddenly flashed in Li Cheng颐's eyes.

The world in his mind, at this moment, slowly overlapped and superimposed with the outside world, almost as one.

Boom!!!!

At this moment, a huge vibration echoed in his heart.

'Divine Fire...' He suddenly understood in his heart.

At this moment, following the natural course, he finally stepped into the Divine Fire Realm.

Also at this moment, Carlos Okla, who walked out of the ward, also slowly stopped breathing in the wind and snow.

He maintained the posture of looking up at the sky, and did not move for a long time.

When his descendants discovered it, it was already too late.

Everything belonging to Carlos came to an end, but Li Cheng颐's consciousness left his body at this moment and flew towards the sky.

Countless new flesh and blood naturally grew in the air, converging into a brand new body.