Source Heaven Scripture

In this fat man's eyes, the world he saw was different from the world everyone else saw.

He vaguely remembered a heroic, towering figure, a man who stood tall between heaven and earth, but he could not recall that person's name no matter what.

He could not even find any trace of that person.

In a daze, he felt as though the world had collapsed and the Great Dao had shattered. Everything remaining in the world was merely fragments from those days. To him, this world was like a ruined wasteland.

He felt that the cultivators of this era, of this world, were pitiable.

Of course, perhaps they were not truly pitiable, because aside from seeking the traces left behind by the hero in his heart, he seemed uninterested in everything else.

Ever since he stepped onto the path of cultivation, he had comprehended things different from everyone else's.

On this day, enlightenment stirred within him. Taking himself as the origin, he wove chains of Great Dao order. Countless laws spread in every direction and sank into the void. Traces of the Great Dao flickered in and out of sight, resonating with the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers before him.

Today, he had achieved great enlightenment.

He felt there was no need to seek the Great Dao any longer. Wherever he stood was where the Great Dao stood, and whatever his eyes beheld was the order and laws of the Great Dao he sought.

What if heaven and earth were shattered? What if the Great Dao was incomplete and broken?

Even in a ruined world, Great Dao runes still existed. The profound meanings of true scriptures were still passed down, along with the cultivation experiences left by predecessors and sages.

All these scriptures and experiences left traces that could be followed.

Among every blade of grass, every tree, every flower and leaf, every grain of sand, every sea, and every stretch of stars, the fat Daoist searched for those mysterious Source Art Runes.

Who had first established the methods of cultivation?

The ancient forefathers had observed mountains, rivers, sun, and moon; cut down plants and trees; entered the vast seas; gazed at the stars; and touched all things between heaven and earth. Only then had they distilled their own paths of the Great Dao.

The fat Daoist stood upon the earth, his body gleaming with light. Dense, mysterious Source Art Runes intertwined around him, using his body as their center to outline his own Origin Heaven Forbidden Divine Formation.

The Great Dao was formless and ethereal, never fixed in shape. It had been explored step by step and opened up by those who came before.

The fat Daoist imitated those predecessors and sages, extracting mysterious Source Art Runes from mountains and rivers, plants and trees, and all things between heaven and earth.

Compared with those predecessors and sages, the fat Daoist's starting point was already far higher.

He had awakened spiritually from the corpse of an expert. He possessed an unrivaled physical body, while his soul had woven Great Dao divine patterns unique to himself.

He had pioneered a Source Arts Evolution Path, gaining limitless potential.

What were Source Arts?

They began with all things between heaven and earth, extracting extraordinary Source Art Runes, merging the flourishing vitality of vegetation, drawing upon the majestic force of mountains and rivers, borrowing the dazzling power of the stars, and resonating with all things in heaven and earth.

Source Art Runes were everywhere!

The fat Daoist walked the Source Arts Evolution Path. Not only did he need to arrange all kinds of Origin Heaven Divine Formations in the world, he also had to evolve Origin Heaven Forbidden Divine Formations to complete his path of evolution, turning all things between heaven and earth to his own use.

Where did great power come from?

From mountains and rivers, from the boundless starry sky, from the sun, moon, and stars, from the endless universe!

This was the fat Daoist's path, the Great Dao path most suited to him.

In his eyes, this was a broken world, a wasteland where the Great Dao itself was incomplete.

It was as though an invisible blade of heavenly will had scattered the Great Dao of this world, leaving heaven and earth flawed.

Others could not sense it, but he always faintly felt that incompleteness.

He wanted to seek, explore, and open a path, making up for that flaw in an unconventional way.

His enlightenment had not come overnight. He had explored for many years and kept moving forward on this cultivation path. Today's sudden realization was merely the natural result of years of accumulation.

When he first awakened, he had already made his own Great Dao path clear.

He trudged alone through a sea of fog, without a single companion. Gritting his teeth, he pressed onward on this path of the Great Dao.

His gaze blazed, and his eyes had long evolved to an unimaginable degree.

After countless years buried in the earth and undergoing transformation, his eyes seemed capable of seeing through the netherworld and piercing all things in the world. They were innately supreme Heavenly Eyes.

He looked toward the majestic mountains ahead. Even though they were fractured, they still possessed an imposing aura.

In the blink of an eye, those vast mountains condensed into Source Art Runes in his eyes, containing their unique power of mountains and rivers.

He traveled everywhere, observing the terrain and landforms as though flipping through scroll after scroll painted by mountains and rivers. Patches of Source Art Runes were extracted and flowed through his eyes.

He walked and stopped, resonating with all things between heaven and earth. He used the terrain of mountains and rivers as a book, observed nature's patterns, and analyzed the essence of the power within mountains and landscapes, turning it all into mysterious Source Art Runes.

The traces and Great Dao essence left behind by predecessors and sages could not be erased even by time.

Like those predecessors and sages, the fat Daoist began with the most basic Source Art Runes, plucking the runes he needed from all things between heaven and earth.

His research went far deeper than theirs. He explored directly from the essence of Source Arts, beginning from their origin.

In this era, he stepped onto his own Great Dao path.

In his eyes, a grain of dust, a blade of grass, mountains, rivers, and all things were scriptures transformed from Source Art Runes, waiting for him to interpret them.

Those countless natural scriptures contained boundless power. Condensed into mysterious Source Art Runes, their shining patterns held brilliant radiance.

He continuously extracted and deduced them, evolving dense Source Art Runes, and his gains became increasingly astonishing.

Through day after day and year after year of accumulation, he continuously opened his own Great Dao path, establishing the Dao with his body.

Crystal-clear, dazzling runes arranged themselves around his body like a river of stars, with countless stars evolving order and laws.

All things between heaven and earth were themselves tangible forms of Source Art Runes.

The fat Daoist walked among mountains and rivers, beneath the sun and moon, and through abandoned mysterious lands, constantly forging ahead.

He immersed himself in this exploration, gaining new insights without end. He increasingly felt that the path of Source Arts was unfathomable and most suited to him.

He felt that every day brought new gains.

Especially in the mysterious forbidden lands that existed throughout the world, he could even deduce how those mysterious forbidden lands had formed.

In a daze, he seemed to see peerless experts wielding world-destroying power, collapsing the order of laws, breaking through the barriers of the world, smashing the world apart, and forming one forbidden land after another.

He seemed to see predecessors and sages sweeping across the cosmos with inexhaustible power.

All kinds of incomparably resplendent runes bloomed, containing mysterious origins and forming one forbidden land after another.

The fat Daoist had deduced similar scenes more than once.

When deducing Source Art Runes, it was like tracing back through time, tracing the formation of one forbidden land after another and witnessing the most fundamental things within them.

Many people only knew that those forbidden lands existed, but did not know how they had been formed.

Some had arisen naturally, while others involved ancient, indescribable eras. After peerless experts fought and fell, the profound Great Dao meanings contained within their bodies changed the mountains and terrain.

After sensing these special scenes, the fat Daoist continuously extracted and imitated those mysterious Source Art Runes, constructing terrain with similar destructive power and forming all kinds of Origin Heaven Forbidden Divine Formations.

He continuously studied Source Arts, not merely to reconstruct those special terrains, but to extract the Source Art Runes he needed from them to construct and open his own Great Dao path.

Unknowingly, the fat Daoist lived for many years, tirelessly traveling through the world.

He watched the vast seas, watched lightning, watched the sun and moon, watched the cold, dark universe, and comprehended his own methods and path of the Great Dao.

Year after year passed as he appeared in different ancient planets and universes.

He stood atop an incomparably powerful Dragon Vein on Feixian Star, lingering before an abandoned Road to Immortality.

By now, he had completely stepped onto his own Great Dao path. As long as he continued perfecting it, he felt that the future was promising.

Even proving the Dao and becoming a Venerable would not be the endpoint of this path.

Just as the fat man excitedly proclaimed his Great Dao path, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

The fat man jolted, nearly falling from the cliff in fright.

He was already an expert at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm. Who could approach him soundlessly?

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

In his eyes, rune patterns flashed across mountain range after mountain range. In the blink of an eye, he could see endless Source Art Runes.

He continuously evolved those endless Source Art Runes, instantly transforming them into dense immortal swords that swept across heaven and earth, enough to slay a true Dao-prover.

This was the peerless offensive method he had comprehended.

Before proving the Dao, he already possessed the strength to kill a Dao-prover!

This was the fat Daoist's Great Dao path.

He comprehended all things between heaven and earth, extracted and evolved their Source Art Runes, transformed and upgraded them further, and opened his own Great Dao path.

The fat Daoist was confident that even a Dark Supreme could only die in hatred before this terrifying Origin Heaven Forbidden Divine Formation.

But what did he see?

A patch of incomparably brilliant Flying Immortal Power lit up, like the most beautiful immortal radiance in the world.

That terrifying Origin Heaven Forbidden Divine Formation vanished like melting ice and snow before it even touched the expert's body.

"This Origin Heaven Forbidden Divine Formation truly is quite interesting!"

"Where is your Source Heaven Book? Take it out and let me have a look!"

Li Ming smiled at the fat Daoist before him.

The fat Daoist was tense, dumbfounded, and looked as though he had seen a ghost.

Just as he was about to use another forbidden secret technique to flee, inspiration suddenly struck him. "Demon Venerable?!"

"You are the Demon Venerable!"

"This humble Daoist greets the Demon Venerable!"

The fat Daoist had seen portraits of the Demon Venerable. Seeing this person's overwhelming strength, the fat Daoist, now already an expert at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm, instantly understood his identity.

"Hmm, it seems you also have an extraordinary background!"

"An unfathomable origin!"

"Your research in this lifetime is very interesting. I am quite interested."

"Demon Venerable, what do you mean?" The fat Daoist respectfully handed a silver-glowing book to Li Ming.

"What background do I have?" The fat Daoist looked confused.

"When you prove the Dao and become a Venerable, you will know!" Li Ming said with a smile.

Clearly, this so-called Tribulation Heavenly Venerable had sealed his own memories.

Perhaps the seal would only be undone after he proved the Dao and became a Venerable again.

Li Ming turned his gaze toward the Source Heaven Book.

This silver-glowing book had actually been forged from Immortal Iron. It was extremely heavy in his hand, enough to refine an ultimate weapon.

Three ancient runes were engraved upon it: Source Heaven Book.

The strokes were bold and vigorous, the script solemn and powerful, like three ancient dragons lying across the page.

"These characters are written very well!"

Li Ming had not expected to truly see the original, authentic Source Heaven Book in this era.

The Source Heaven Book passed down in Ye Fan's era could only cultivate one to the realm of Source Heaven Master. To advance further, one could only explore alone.

Moreover, everyone who cultivated these Source Arts would suffer a curse, become covered in red hair, and then be summoned to the Underworld to become puppets.

When he had read the original text, Li Ming had been greatly interested in the Source Heaven Book.

Now that he knew the fat Daoist had opened the path of Source Arts, how could he possibly let this opportunity pass?

It could be said that he had personally witnessed this fat Daoist's path of founding the Dao.

After opening the Source Heaven Book, streams of silver light shot out, radiant and flowing like diamonds glittering in the air.

It was actually written in a script even older than that of the Age of Mythology.

Fortunately, Li Ming was knowledgeable and could understand its meaning at a glance.

Ancient characters shone one after another like stars.

The opening explained heaven, earth, and man: how to approach the Dao through source, how to extract mysterious Source Art Runes, and how to achieve harmony between man and heaven.

"Look up and observe the images of heaven; look down and observe the laws of earth; observe the patterns of birds and beasts..."

"Inner qi is born, outer qi takes shape..."

"Qi scatters when carried by wind, and stops when bounded by water..."

Li Ming quickly read through the entire book. It truly was broad and profound.

The more he observed and deduced, the more solemn his expression became. It was indeed a wondrous book that used Source Arts to prove the Dao.

The arts within truly pointed directly toward the Great Dao.

As a Chaotic Body, he was even more sensitive to this unorthodox method of directly reaching the Great Dao.

The Source Heaven Book did not teach cultivation methods, yet it came close to the Dao. It covered an extremely broad range of subjects.

It emphasized observing the structure of mountains, rivers, terrain, and landscapes; changes in celestial phenomena; yin, yang, and the five elements; and methods of resonance between heaven and man. It was profound and mysterious, with endless transformations.

It covered far too many things. It truly was a profound scripture.

No wonder the Source Heaven Book in the original text was only half complete. It contained far too many secrets that could not be spoken.

After carefully deducing it, Li Ming returned the Source Heaven Book to the fat Daoist.

This fat Daoist was also named Duan De.

Li Ming discussed the mysteries of the Dao with the fat Daoist, Duan De, who had not yet proved the Dao and become a Venerable again.

Using the mysteries of his Chaotic Body, he evolved vast, chaotic Source Art Runes.

After their discussion ended, the fat Daoist Duan De hurriedly left the place.

It was as though the Demon Venerable carried some great terror upon him.

After reading the Source Heaven Book of the fat Daoist Duan De, Li Ming felt a stirring in his heart.

He continuously used it to deduce the Longevity Method, continuously intercepting the Heavenly Dao.

He was actually attempting to deduce an Origin Heaven Divine Art unique to himself.

In the future, Ye Fan would be able to deduce the Source Heaven Scripture, his own version of the scripture, based on Duan De's incomplete text.

That showed this was not something exclusive to Netherworld Emperor Duan De.

With the uniqueness of his Chaotic Body, it was naturally even easier for him to merge the myriad Daos of heaven and earth and extract Source Art Runes.

He created countless incarnations, traveling throughout the universe and continuously extracting Source Art Runes.

At last, one day, he gained something.

He actually condensed a Source Heaven Scripture unique to himself.

On the day his deduction of the scripture reached completion, his mind trembled slightly. A hazy radiance spread from his entire body, making him seem exceptionally mysterious.

In a daze, his divine sense connected with the netherworld, as though he had entered a special state.

He looked toward the Chaos Sea at the Cosmic Frontier Wasteland and faintly sensed something.

It was as though some treasure there had stirred his divine sense in the darkness.

"What is there?"

"Ordinary treasures could no longer stir my blood!"

With a single step, he crossed the boundless Chaos Sea. Beneath his feet, the Chaos Sea surged and roared, and he rose and fell within it.

The Cosmic Frontier Wasteland was incomparably vast. Above, below, left, right, before, and behind—as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but chaos.

This place could be called utterly desolate, with hardly any living beings.

Yet any living being capable of appearing here possessed something extraordinary.

Following that vague, instinctive sensation, Li Ming carefully deduced and explored within the Chaos Sea of the Cosmic Frontier Wasteland.

Chaotic energy churned violently here, obscuring nearly all heavenly secrets.

It also contained unfathomable killing intent, making it extremely dangerous.

Yet Li Ming moved through the Chaos Sea as easily as a fish in water.

His entire body seemed to merge with the Chaos Sea, and he encountered no danger whatsoever.

He carefully sensed his surroundings within the Chaos Sea, and one day, he finally noticed something.

He gently reached forward, vaguely sensing that the chaos ahead seemed different.

That place was exceedingly mysterious, as though it were a particularly strange spacetime node.

After a round of deductions, he threw a punch at it.

With a thunderous boom, space shattered, and a mysterious Chaos Small World appeared ahead.

"Is this what stirred my blood?"

Li Ming stepped into the Chaos Small World.

This was an incomparably ancient heaven and earth, as though it had existed since time immemorial, exuding an aura of vicissitudes and endless years.

This place was extremely dilapidated, and this world was not as large as imagined.

Clearly, after countless ages, the world had been compressed smaller and smaller within the chaos—or perhaps eroded by it.

Astonishingly, there was actually a small amount of Longevity Substance and Northern Polar Immortal Light here.

He casually absorbed the Longevity Substance into his body and immediately felt utterly refreshed, as though he were about to ascend and transform.

As for the Northern Polar Immortal Light, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed it all into his body.

Dragons of spiritual energy formed from streams of Northern Polar Immortal Light were devoured by him like noodles.

"These things from the Immortal Domain are truly high quality, and they taste pretty good too."

"It would be even better if there were more!"

"This place contains a small amount of Longevity Substance and Northern Polar Immortal Light. Could they have fallen into this world when the Immortal Domain was shattered?"

"But the aura here is so ancient. It seems more like a forbidden zone that has survived from the Chaotic Ancient Era to this age..."