Chapter 477 You are Xuandi? A smile slowly crept onto Xuandu's lips as he pondered the Chaos Spirit Vein:
"If I don't want to, I just don't want to. Why are there so many whys?"
As the voice faded, the figure looked at him, a faint light gathering in the depths of her bright eyes.
Over millions of years, he has seen countless people step into this barrier.
Some hesitated, some struggled, and some gritted their teeth and gave up.
Some wept bitterly, while others closed their eyes and deceived themselves.
But no one has ever answered so decisively.
So composed.
So self-righteous and assertive.
The figure remained silent for a moment, a hint of confusion in their voice:
"Do you know that if you wish, you can step into the Hunyuan Taiji in one step?"
"That was the realm of the Great God Pangu before he created the world, the level at which the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods were at their peak."
"You've been working so hard to build up a multi-million dollar fortune, isn't that all for this?"
"The opportunity is right in front of you, yet you say... you're unwilling?"
Xuandu gazed at him, his eyes calm as still water.
Beneath that calm, there was not the slightest wavering.
"Senior is right. I did come to the Xuandi Mystic Realm for a breakthrough."
"But I never thought that my breakthroughs would come at the cost of sacrificing anything."
"I, a junior, cultivate for billions of yuan, take on disciples, spread the Human Race, and reverse the Heavenly Dao. I rely on the path I have walked step by step."
"There are no shortcuts that come from giving up something."
"If today, for the sake of Hunyuan Taiji, we must abandon the Interception Sect, abandon the Human Race, and abandon the Great Wilderness."
"So, in order to reach a higher realm tomorrow, will we even have to abandon our own Dao Heart?"
"So, in order to achieve immortality, will you even have to forget who you are?"
"If that's the case, then what exactly are I cultivating for billions of dollars?"
The sound faded, like the evening drum and the morning bell.
In the pure white void, the light curtain remained frozen.
The purple clouds over Golden Ao Island, the smiling faces of Human Race Cultivators, and the rotation of Houtu Samsara Seal.
Scene after scene, frozen in that instant.
The figure gazed at Xuandu, the light in the depths of its bright eyes flickering uncertainly.
He's seen far too many people.
I have seen those who betray their masters for higher realms, those who slaughter their relatives and friends for immortality, and those who Sever Karma for the sake of the Great Dao.
Those people all believed that giving up is gaining, cutting off is progress, and emptiness is the Way.
In the end, very few people actually manage to take that step.
Because the Dao Heart has been shattered.
Because the root has been severed.
If you don't even recognize yourself, why should the Great Dao recognize you?
The figure remained silent for a long time.
Then, he spoke slowly, his voice carrying a gentleness he himself was unaware of:
"You've surprised me."
"A billion-dollar deal? You're the first person to answer so decisively."
"This is also the first one that makes me feel that this restriction is somewhat meaningful."
Upon hearing this, Xuandu did not say anything more, but instead asked:
"May I be so bold as to ask, senior, what is your name?"
As the five words fell, the figure in the void paused slightly.
For a moment, the light in those bright eyes froze.
After the billion-dollar gathering, he left behind this remnant soul, which now resides in the core of the secret realm.
Countless cultivators entered this place; some knelt and begged for opportunities, some tried to seize them by force, some used flattering words, and some pretended to be calm.
But everyone was focused on that fragment of law, on that opportunity for breakthrough.
No one ever asked his name.
No one ever cared who he was.
The figure remained silent for a long time, a flickering light deep within its bright eyes.
It's as if those two words haven't been mentioned for far too long.
So long that he almost forgot who he was.
He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hoarse quality that came with the weight of millions:
My name Xuandi.
The two words fell, echoing like the tolling of an ancient bell.
In the pure white void, a faint ripple suddenly appeared on the stagnant light screen.
It was as if the space itself trembled slightly at the utterance of those two words.
Upon hearing this, a genuine flicker of emotion flashed deep within Xuandu's usually calm eyes for the first time.
He gazed at the figure, at the gaunt yet ancient face, at those eyes as bright as stars, and remained silent for a moment before speaking:
"Are you Xuandi?"
The voice wasn't loud, but there was a rare sense of surprise in its tone.
Xuandi.
The master of the Xuandi Heavenly Domain.
That being Grand Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin, that supreme expert whose name countless cultivators have only heard of but never seen, that Supreme Existence whose whereabouts even Azure Mystery and Green Wood dared not speculate on.
He's here.
Only a wisp of his soul remained, sitting guard in the core of the secret realm he had left behind, protecting the restriction and the foundation of that Heavenly Domain.
Xuandi gazed at Xuandu, a faint smile slowly curving his lips, a smile that carried a sense of relief akin to that of someone who had just achieved great success.
"What? You know me?"
Xuandu gently shook his head:
"I don't know him."
"Before entering the Xuandi Heavenly Domain, I had never heard of your name, senior."
"After entering the Heavenly Domain, I only heard that there was a Hunyuan Taiji in the Xuandi Heavenly Domain, but he had already retired tens of thousands of Yuanhui and his whereabouts were unknown."
"Rumors circulate that the senior has either Transcendence this realm or is slumbering deep within a secret realm."
"No one has ever mentioned that the predecessor has already passed away."
"Only a remnant soul remains."
The sound faded, and silence filled the void.
The stagnant light screen still hung beside Xuandu, freezing the purple glow of Golden Ao Island, the smiling faces of Human Race Cultivators, and the rotation of Houtu's Samsara Seal in that instant.
Xuandi gazed at Xuandu, the light in the depths of his bright eyes flickering uncertainly.
A hundred million yuan was acquired.
He is the master of the Xuandi Heavenly Domain Heavenly Domain its founder.
As the era of Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods came to an end, he found a peaceful place Chaos Depths, established a training ground, set up a boundary wall, and attracted powerful figures from all directions to gather here, eventually forming this Heavenly Domain.
However, he never publicly declared himself to be the Lord of the Heavenly Domain.
He loved quiet, he loved spiritual practice, he loved guarding that secret realm alone, comprehending the laws, and deducing the Great Dao.
The Daoist name he gave himself was never made public.
People only know about the Xuandi Heavenly Domain, but they don't know who Xuandi is.
Those who came later, those powerful figures, those who were Half-Step Hunyuan Taiji, all believed that the name of this Heavenly Domain originated from that secret realm, from that Xuandi Token.
Little did they know that he had created that secret realm himself, and that he had personally crafted that token.
Xuandi was the original and only master of this celestial Heavenly Domain.
Xuandu gazed at him, at that lean yet serene face, and said calmly:
"Aren't you going to explain, senior?"
Xuandi paused slightly, then spoke:
"Explain what?"
Xuandu said:
"Since you are the master of the Xuandi Heavenly Domain and a supreme being of the Hunyuan Taiji, why did you perish here?"
"Only a remnant soul remains, guarding the secret realm; the Billion Yuan Society has never left."
"This is not the demeanor of someone who has Transcendence worldly concerns."
Xuandi looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:
"Because my enemy isn't quite dead yet."
Upon hearing this, Xuandu raised an eyebrow slightly.
He looked at Xuandi, gesturing for him to continue.
Xuandi stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his gray robe slightly billowing, and a hint of melancholy now lingered in the depths of his bright eyes.
"I established the Xuandi Heavenly Domain in order to find a quiet place to cultivate and avoid the strife Chaos Depths."
"But I didn't expect that this Heavenly Domain is located right on top of a node of Chaos Spirit Vein."
"Although that Spirit Vein is buried deep in the void, its power is immense."
"So vast that even the existence of Hunyuan Taiji cannot ignore it."