Continuous Breakthroughs

Meng Chen made no effort to conceal his talent, laying bare all his foundation and potential.

He had no need to hide his brilliance. He was a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, not some lone cultivator without backing. The more gifted he was, the more Yuanshi Tianzun would value and nurture him, and the safer his position became.

He didn't have to worry about "the tree that stands out in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind"—no one could topple the mountain that was Yuanshi Tianzun. Even if he truly fell to some scheme and died down to the last spark of his true spirit, Yuanshi Tianzun could resurrect him from the void itself.

In the Primordial World, there was nothing a Saint was unwilling to do, only nothing a Saint could not do.

The River of Fate stretched vast and boundless, its currents surging with Fate Power. Each impact was like the momentum of heaven and earth, pushing people toward an unknowable future. A Golden Immortal could see their own future, but the possibilities were infinite, endless. Every time the timeline advanced a single step, one possibility gave birth to another.

Though the past was fixed, the surging river of history offered no defense against a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. This lack of defense meant that the past of all beings could change at any moment. The present was infinite, the past was infinite—the River of Fate had no beginning and no end, forever extending into both past and future.

Meng Chen was swept up in the torrent of fate, drifting with the current of the River of Fate. At every moment, fate pushed him forward. Yet, under the scouring of Fate Power, the Time Law and Law of Space within him fused directly.

Boom!

When time and space merged, the Small Chiliocosm underwent a fundamental transformation. The once-chaotic flow of time was suddenly ordered—the cycle of spring, summer, autumn, and winter gained sequence, the alternation of sun and moon stabilized, and the living beings of the Small Chiliocosm acquired their own habits...

A River of Time surged into the Small Chiliocosm, connecting its past, present, and future. From then on, the Small Chiliocosm gained a time dimension, evolving into a higher realm. In less than a hundred years, the Small Chiliocosm had ascended to a Middle Thousand World.

The effect on Meng Chen was that his cultivation advanced another step, from Golden Immortal Second Step to Golden Immortal Third Step.

"He actually broke through, and from the look of it, he's even trying to find his Spacetime Anchor Point and comprehend the Law of Destiny!"

Even Yuanshi Tianzun was growing numb. What kind of monstrous prodigy had he taken in? From just one sermon of his, Meng Chen had gone from Golden Immortal First Step to this level. Compared to Meng Chen, even carefully chosen disciples like Guang Chengzi seemed to become mediocre.

Meng Chen searched for his Spacetime Anchor Point within the vast River of Fate. But the Fate Power was too violent, with wave after wave crashing upon him—one surge hadn't even ended before another reached its peak, pounding against him relentlessly.

The Law of Destiny was not so easily spied upon. All who sought to control fate would face its backlash. However, Meng Chen wasn't trying to control fate—he only wanted to find his Spacetime Anchor Point, and through it, grasp the true essence of the Law of Destiny.

Deep within the River of Fate, Meng Chen saw countless flickering lights and shadows—the traces left by all beings in the river. As long as a being existed, its fate existed, and its traces existed. What could leave a mark in the River of Fate was the Spacetime Anchor Point.

The Spacetime Anchor Point was something that could forever maintain its authenticity across countless timelines. As it moved along the veins of fate, it left traces in the River of Fate. Thus, to find the Spacetime Anchor Point, one first had to find their own traces in the River of Fate.

The Primordial World teemed with countless beings. Finding oneself in the River of Fate was harder than searching for a needle in the ocean. After all, the River of Fate was filled with violent Fate Power, a force no Golden Immortal could withstand.

Fortunately, every living being had more than one self. The Alternate Self was the possibility of a being across countless existing or non-existing timespaces. In the evolution of the Great Dao, as long as a possibility existed, it must exist. After all, in the Primordial World, even dreams were real—some beings could even achieve Enlightenment in a Dream.

The existence of Alternate Selves increased the likelihood of Meng Chen finding his Spacetime Anchor Point.

Meng Chen continuously recalled his own past—every important choice, every insight from cultivation. These choices and insights were turning points that could change his fate, and also key elements for the birth of his Alternate Selves. Perceiving these elements was the key to sensing his Alternate Selves.

Meng Chen closed his eyes. His consciousness split into countless fine threads, spreading in every direction through the River of Fate. These threads were threads of thought—only thought was immune to interference from time, space, and Fate Power.

Of course, the demonic arts of the Devil Path and the conversion techniques of the Buddhist Sect could still destroy a person's thoughts. But neither side dared to cause trouble right under Yuanshi Tianzun's nose.

At the end of one of these threads of consciousness, Meng Chen caught a trace of a familiar aura. He focused his consciousness there and saw a blurry figure in the future. Then, following the River of Fate upstream, he saw that figure's past.

This figure was his reincarnation—or rather, one born after his fall. This Alternate Self's past was not as the son of Meng Zhang Divine Lord, but as a lone cultivator, and he had none of Meng Chen's memories. Acting on orders from Ji Meng, he served as a rumor-monger within the Demon Race, spreading slander about Ancestor Kunpeng—and suffered the consequences.

"I was that reckless?"

Meng Chen looked at this Alternate Self's past, his heart a mix of emotions. This version of himself from another time and space had a style completely different from his own—courting trouble yet fearing it, and dying without any injustice.

"Then, let's break through!"

Meng Chen gathered all his will, following the traces of this Alternate Self to find his True Self. As his will drew closer to his True Self, the surrounding scenery began to change strangely. The once-turbulent River of Fate seemed to freeze, leaving only an undying divine light in the entire world.

Meng Chen instantly understood—this was his Foundation of Existence, the Spacetime Anchor Point he had been searching so hard for. The moment his consciousness entered the Spacetime Anchor Point, a strange force emanated from it, pulling his physical body into the Spacetime Anchor Point as well.

When Meng Chen stood upon the Spacetime Anchor Point, the River of Fate once again raged violently. This time, however, the River of Fate could not affect Meng Chen in the slightest.

The Spacetime Anchor Point was like a great ship, giving Meng Chen a place to stand, shielding him from all the wind and rain.

Buzz!

Meng Chen's cultivation broke through once more, and more Mana Golden Flowers descended, absorbed and refined by Meng Chen.

This time, Yuanshi Tianzun condensed a Mana Golden Flower at the peak Golden Immortal level. Even so, Meng Chen had to absorb and refine three thousand of these peak Golden Immortal Mana Golden Flowers before his current cultivation was stabilized.