A World of One's Own

Du Cang Mountain, Wanfa Platform.

Darkness had nearly swallowed heaven and earth whole. Only by the faint firelight around Wanfa Platform could one make out the hems of the Ascension Realm True Persons' robes swaying in the wind.

Chen Yan looked up at the rift in the sky. The ashes left behind by True Person Xuzhou gradually faded, then vanished completely.

The next moment, as the melodious toll of the Bronze Bell rang out, dazzling, brilliant rays of seven-colored light burst from the rift in the heavens.

The endgame was at hand.

A complicated look flashed through Chen Yan's eyes, but only for an instant.

He had returned.

Returned to the timeline ordained by the Heavenly Dao.

Chen Yan had discovered long ago that the true nature of his "Reincarnation" and "reloading" was time genuinely running backward.

But Dao Rhyme was not bound by time. It was connected only to Karma.

That was why, after one reload after another, only his own Dao Rhyme kept wearing away, while the Dao Rhyme of the other Ascension Realm cultivators returned to how it had been before everything happened.

So how could he escape the erosion of his Dao Rhyme?

Chen Yan had completely severed all the Karma he bore.

Having lost every bit of Karma he had accumulated, Chen Yan had also lost the right to reload and return to the previous Reincarnation Record Point.

He had returned to the day he had first crossed into this world, born into the Chen Family in Suishuo City.

He had no memories at all. He simply lived another life.

That was a timeline belonging to Chen Yan alone.

For an ordinary transmigrator, it was the most peaceful and tranquil timeline imaginable.

That was, until Chen Yan cultivated back to the Dao Integration Realm and