I Will Mend This Heaven and Earth

This was no mere purification of residual Sha Qi in Phoenix Fall Valley; this was a genuine tear in the fabric of heaven and earth!

Ordinary divine abilities, even those wielded by a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, would struggle to forcibly mend the Earth Vein under such violent cosmic power.

Unless...

Lu Changsheng's gaze slowly fell upon his own hands, which emanated a faint golden light.

Unless, with the purest, most omnipotent primordial force in existence, Great Dao Merit!

As long as he personally intervened, using his own Great Dao Merit to smooth out the rampant terrestrial energies and re-stitch the fractured laws, the Earth Vein could be resurrected.

But this implied a brutal reality.

He, Lu Changsheng, had to walk out of this door.

He had to leave the protection of the three-thousand-layer Mysterious Yellow Pure Yang Array and step out into the Primordial Land, a world of raging storms and bloody winds!

"No... I can't!"

Lu Changsheng instinctively recoiled, shaking his head repeatedly.

"The sky itself has fallen outside! It must be the top-tier powerhouses fighting! With this frail body, any stray gale would blow me to dust!"

"Absolutely not! I won't go out, even if you kill me!"

Lu Changsheng gritted his teeth and grabbed another handful of immortal stones, shoving them fiercely into the array's nexus.

One year.

Ten years.

Twenty years.

This upheaval of heaven and earth lasted far longer than Lu Changsheng had imagined.

In those twenty years, the millions of immortal stones were consumed like flowing water by the mountain-protecting array.

The once mountain-high pile of immortal stones was now nearly depleted, with only tens of thousands remaining, emitting a faint spiritual glow.

The scene within the cave dwelling was utterly desolate.

The Cowardly Immortal Vine had shriveled into a ball, clinging desperately to the Red Sun Fruit Tree and trembling. The White Jade Cloud Bed had long since been smashed to pieces by falling boulders.

"Crack..."

As the last tens of thousands of immortal stones exhausted their spiritual energy, turning into gray-white powder that scattered across the ground.

The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil at the core of the array finally let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the strain.

The remaining thousand layers of the Pure Yang Killing Array began to shatter, one by one.

"It's hopeless..."

Lu Changsheng stared at the completely severed Earth Vein fissure, which emitted a pungent sulfuric odor, his eyes filled with a profound sense of powerlessness.

The array was on the verge of complete collapse.

His pride and joy, his lair, was about to vanish into nothingness.

If he didn't go out to mend the Earth Vein, he would fall with this mountain into the endless void turbulence.

Either way, it seemed, was a dead end.

"When the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain intact..."

Lu Changsheng gave a bitter laugh. This common saying from his past life now perfectly described his current predicament.

He slowly stood up, dusting off his already grimy daoist robe.

His gaze gradually shifted from despair to a frantic resolve, born of being pushed to the brink.

"Since staying home also means death."

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath, his right hand clenching tightly.

"Buzz!"

The Mysterious Yellow Shield instantly materialized, descending a myriad of Mysterious Yellow Qi that enveloped him completely.

Following that, he slapped all the Breath Concealment Talismans and defensive talismans he possessed onto himself.

"Then this humble one will go out and fight for a sliver of hope!"

"This humble one is not going out to incur karma, nor to meddle in the Tribulation of Measure."

Lu Changsheng walked to the thick stone door, now covered in cracks, and placed his hands upon it.

He frantically engaged in self-talk, building his resolve.

"This humble one is merely going out to repair the road in front of his own door!"

"Rumble!"

Accompanied by a dull, dry grinding sound, the cave dwelling's door, which had been sealed for thirty thousand years, finally, at this moment, slowly pushed open outwards.

A gale, mixed with a strong scent of blood and the laws of destruction, like a rampaging Primordial Fierce Beast, poured madly into the opening.

"Hum!"

Above Lu Changsheng's head, the Innate Merit Mysterious Yellow Shield emitted a long, clear chime.

Ten thousand strands of heavy Mysterious Yellow Qi cascaded down like a waterfall, blocking the gale-force winds—strong enough to tear apart the physical body of a True Immortal—three feet away.

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath.

He slowly stepped forward with his right leg, crossing the threshold of the cave dwelling that had protected him for tens of thousands of years.

His sole pressed against the scorched, shattered earth outside, producing a faint, crisp sound.

He looked up.

The sky had lost its original color, replaced by a suffocating dark red.

Above the firmament, terrifying cracks spanning hundreds of millions of miles spread like a spiderweb, and chaotic currents from beyond the nine heavens poured down through these fissures.

They smashed into the Primordial Land, creating bottomless abysses.

There were no sun, moon, or stars.

Only endless killing intent and resentment, transformed into visible blood-colored clouds, rolled and roared between heaven and earth.

So this is the Primordial Land at the end of the Tribulation of Measure...

Lu Changsheng watched this apocalyptic scene, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

Had the Western Main Spirit Vein not been detonated, affecting the Earth Vein beneath his Nameless Low Mountain and threatening to collapse his lair, he swore he would never have stepped a single inch outside his array, even if he had been bored enough to count feathers in his cave.

Don't look at the sky; looking at the sky makes your legs weak. Keep your head down and work; fix the Earth Vein and go home immediately.

Lu Changsheng forced himself to look away, reciting the Cowardly Path True Words to himself to soothe his frantically beating heart.

He did not ride an Escape Light; instead, he kept the Mysterious Yellow Shield raised and hugged the ground, cautiously creeping toward the core area where he sensed the Earth Vein was most severely fractured.

The Illusion Array on the periphery of the Three Thousand Layer Mountain Protection Array had completely shattered, and the terrain previously hidden by the formation was now fully exposed.

Less than two hundred miles from the low mountain.

A terrifying chasm, ten thousand feet deep and several hundred miles wide, lay across the land.

Deep within the crack, Earth Core Poison Fire surged continuously, mixed with violent Sha Qi, eroding the already fragile foundation of the Earth Vein at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is the place."

Lu Changsheng stood at the edge of the chasm and extended his divine sense to probe the area.

The situation was even worse than what he had perceived through the array hub inside his cave.

This crack had severed the intersection of the underground water veins and the Earth Qi beneath his Nameless Low Mountain; if he left it unchecked, his cave dwelling—which he had painstakingly built—would sink into the Earth Core Poison Fire within ten years at most.

"Let's begin."

Lu Changsheng dared not delay.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, his mind instantly sinking into his dantian.

Over the past thirty thousand years, although he had been refining the Mysterious Yellow Shield, his mastery over his own Great Dao Merit had reached a state of perfection.

He knew well that repairing such wounds in heaven and earth, torn by the aftermath of the Tribulation of Measure, was useless with ordinary magic power.

Only by using the most primordial power of merit to soothe the trauma of the Heavenly Dao laws could he succeed.

"Go."

Lu Changsheng formed a profound hand seal and let out a low shout.

A strand of golden light, brilliant to the extreme and devoid of any impurities, slowly overflowed from his fingertips.

The moment this light appeared, the violent, howling Tribulation Sha Qi seemed to encounter a natural predator; it retreated frantically, carving out a realm of clarity in this desolate wasteland.

The golden light transformed into thousands of fine, thread-like golden lines, following Lu Changsheng's guidance as they submerged into the bottomless chasm.

Mending heaven and earth.