"Where will I be in the future? If I become Chaos Immortal King and look at this scene from the end of the River of Spacetime, will I have the same mindset?" Su Yu's expression was dazed, and his aura gradually became ethereal and illusory.
He was contemplating Lunhui, beginning to eliminate the interference of the Silver Star World Tree, and earnestly experiencing this realm.
It feels very real, yet it always carries a hint of unattainable fantasy.
Especially when it involves the Immortal King.
Whether it was the master of the forbidden zone, or the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King and the Immortal King Wuzhong who were only briefly seen, when it came to these Immortal King, his consciousness became blurred, and all the Dao and Dharma became disordered.
"Below the Immortal King is reality, the Immortal King Realm is illusion... What is the reason I came to this realm? Was it created by my future self or my past self?" Su Yu murmured, becoming even more bewildered.
The next moment, he activated his Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, unleashing the supreme time magic, and slashed a sword at his own crown.
He was unwilling to simply witness this, and hoped to stir up trouble!
Using the sword that defies time to question the past and the future, this is a legacy of the unspeakable Dao.
"Buzz!"
A deep, ancient sword light rang out, and in an instant, blood trickled from the corner of Su Yu's mouth, his forehead bone exploded, revealing a crystal-clear skull, and his entire aura suddenly weakened, almost to the point of death.
But this strike was effective!
Within his sea of consciousness, the Nirvana energy that bound him was cracking, and the tiny figure, radiating Seven-Colored Immortal Gold, opened its eyes, exuding a terrifying light of the immortal realm.
At this moment, Su Yu touched upon reality.
His aura began to weaken rapidly, and he fell from the Immortal Dao Domain. The Five Great Secret Realms that had disappeared reappeared, the immortal Immortal Platform returned to its place, and a Silver-Gold Star Tree took root in his limbs and bones, emanating the aura of his Chaos Quasi-Emperor body.
In the thirty-six palaces of the Jade Terrace, his primordial spirit sat upright before the Five-Colored Immortal Gold Palace, with two swords hanging upside down beside him. The Feathered Green Gold and the Divine Mark Purple Gold illuminated the heavens, radiating the light of profound mysteries.
At this moment, a bloody mark appears, connecting the future and intertwining the past.
This is the origin of the Immortal Path Fruit in the Mortal World, which has now been stripped away.
In the dim light, a vast River of Time suddenly appeared, the years were shattering, the space was dissipating, patches of light rain appeared, endless Chaos collapsed, and a blurry shadow stood at the end of heaven and earth.
It was the Dharma form of a Immortal King, standing in a corner of the future, gazing at this world. Beneath his feet, the Sun-Moon, and stars flowed, carrying with them the Chaos sky, approaching from afar, terrifying beyond measure.
He was not alone; the beams of light coming from upstream represented corresponding powerful Xian Dao.
Behind the Chaos Immortal King stood more than fifty majestic Dharma images, all of whom were powerful Immortal King Realm. Among them were both men and women, but their appearances were very blurry and their true forms were not clear.
The kings joined forces to reverse the River of Time and freeze this moment.
"Da da da..."
Soft footsteps sounded, and the king standing in a corner of the future attempted to cross over, but quickly stopped. He could not cross the Abyss of Time; an invisible barrier separated the River of Time, preventing any living being from approaching.
"Wrong time, wrong place, it seems only the Chaotic Ancient Era can be reversed, the Immortal Ancient has become a reality..."
A vast, dreamlike voice resounded, terrifying beyond compare. It carried with it a massive wave of time, shaking this entire realm.
The crystal-clear river water splashed and swirled, soaking Su Yu and making him instantly forget what he had just said.
He gazed at the figure in the future, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only let out a sigh.
Once past, it's untouchable!
He himself practices time magic and is very familiar with this taboo.
In the original timeline, Ye Fan, Wu Shi, and Ruthless One could not reach the Immortal Ancient; they could only stagnate in the Chaotic Ancient Era, and were unable to change the overall trend or take action.
Su Yu turned around and looked in the direction where the River of Time began.
The vast river stretched out, its waves swirling in a Chaos mist, while illusory snowflakes danced across its surface, creating a scene of ethereal beauty.
To everyone's disappointment, there was only a deathly dark red expanse there, tinged with the light of calamity. A terrifying rift had severed everything, subduing the passage of time, suppressing the Great Dao, and erasing all traces of antiquity.
The past cannot be retrieved, the future cannot be reached...
Su Yu's pupils opened and closed, his eyes were dim, and the boiling blood gradually cooled, freezing everything.
" Immortal Ancient, Immortal Ancient, if I had known this would happen, I would have fought the heavens..." He laughed, his face filled with resentment.
He wanted to trace back to the source and obtain the power of the Immortal King, and for this he did not hesitate to touch the three bodies of the past and present, but he did not expect that it was all an illusion.
There was neither a future incarnation to descend upon him, nor the attainment of immortality in the mortal world.
During this journey through the Immortal Ancient, he could only witness the end of an era; he couldn't change anything.
Moreover, due to the pull of the World Tree, he shares the same thoughts as the Heavenly Dao of this world and must endure that kind of grief.
The next moment, Su Yu's hands flew up, preparing to take over the blood-red mark.
This blessing only bestowed upon the Dao Fruit of the Sixth Incarnation of the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable, not the strength of Mortal World Immortal.
The greater realm can no longer resonate.
Amidst the chaos of war among the kings, the World Tree of the Primordial Ancient Realm was drawn there, making it impossible to once again summon the Xian Dao Fruit of the Yuyu Heaven Lord and complete the Half-Step Mortal World Immortal of the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable.
Just as Su Yu's expression turned cold and fierce, and he made up his mind to fight to the death, his heart trembled as he saw a strange sight on the Immortal Platform.
In front of the Five-Colored Immortal Gold Palace, on a futon formed from the Mother Qi of All Things, sat an illusory youth!
The boy's features were exactly like Su Yu's; he had black hair and wore black clothes, and his body was surrounded by sword light and seven-colored Chaotic Blood, making him appear very blurry.
The black-haired boy's cultivation was not strong; he was far from reaching the Immortal Realm, and had not even stepped into the Divine Flame or Immortal Platform. He was only at the level of Blood Manipulation or Bitter Sea. His face still had a touch of childishness, and he looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.
The black-haired boy had an indifferent expression, his eyes always closed, exuding Eternity in Haste charm, just like the aura of the River of Time.
The black-haired boy exuded a heavy sense of age, his body damp with sweat, as if he had overcome countless hardships.
After the illusory boy appeared, the three Dao Flowers in Su Yu's platform burst forth with immortal light. The Dao Flower representing his future self turned into a rain of light, which fell gently upon the black-haired boy.
" Departed Self my past life, or a previous one...?"
Su Yu's eyes narrowed as he carefully observed the black-haired boy. There was a special connection between the two, even more special than the Time Clone or the Immortal Phoenix Clone.
It is neither a secondary body nor a clone or a split spirit, but another self, from the past.
Even though this past self was incredibly weak, Su Yu had a gut feeling that he was no match for him, even with the complete Immortal Dao Fruit of the Mortal World.
This is incredible.
A mere cultivator at the Blood Moving Realm or the Bitter Sea Realm actually stirred the heart of this Chaos Quasi-Emperor, who possessed the Dao Fruit of a Sixth Heavenly Venerable, causing him to feel an overwhelming sense of insurmountable urgency...
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The illusory youth sat cross-legged in the flowing mist, his eyes tightly closed, exuding an ethereal and foggy aura. His aura was clearly weak, yet it made the Quasi-Emperor's heart tremble and his thoughts unsettled.
Su Yu stared at the black-clad youth with his eyes open, but no matter how he called upon the True Spirit, the black-clad youth kept his eyes closed, his hair misty with water vapor, carrying an air of truth and illusion, like the other end of the cycle of Lunhui, unattainable.
"The other self, a unique hook point in the River of Time, where only one True Self can exist at any given moment..."
Recalling the time deductions in the " Wushi Scripture," Su Yu had a sudden flash of inspiration.
He suddenly closed his eyes, gathering all his spiritual senses, separating reality from illusion, as if he had fallen asleep.
At that very moment, the black-clad youth opened his eyes strangely, his ruby-clear pupils... filled with a hint of bewilderment.
There are countless milestones in the River of Time.
Some of it may be true, and some may be false.
Within the same dimension, there exist two identical universes; to some extent, this is the concept of parallel universes.
A dream of Sacrificial Dao can transform into an endless world.
The Immortal Emperor commanded that all things collapse and be rebuilt.
In countless worlds of truth and illusion, one story after another unfolds. This is an alternative Lunhui, a rule that originates from the Plateau, from that unspeakable creator.
The River of Time flows ceaselessly, washing over the real and the illusory worlds and creating some differences. The True Realm is yang, while the Dream Realm is yin. The latter is a dream that is created by cultivators above the Immortal Emperor level.
The cosmic sea surges and ebbs, time flows like grains of sand, era after era vanishes, tides rise and fall, and ultimately all streams converge into one, surging into the true River of Time...
In a tributary of the boundless cosmic sea, there is a sacred land called Mountain and Sea Star.
Above the Mountain and Sea Star, there are said to be Desolate Antiquity realms, or Immortal Domain.
Above the Desolate Antiquity realms, legend has it that there also lie ethereal and elusive Primordial Ancient Realm, Burial Ground, and Foreign Realm...
Within the Mountain and Sea Star, there are countless sects of arts and magic, as well as many ancient kingdoms. This is a cultivation world that reveres True Yang, where all other Great Daos are suppressed. Yang Laws are supreme and uniquely dominant in this world.
This is the Great Realm of the Taiyang.
It is the territory of a Taiyang Immortal King in the Immortal Domain Realm.
Children are taught the Sunlight Heart Method Technique from a very young age; the children of those ancient families cultivate the True Yang Secret Scripture from childhood, attempting to improve their mental power and become true practitioners.
The so-called "sorcerer" refers to the lowest-ranking cultivator.
The Dao of Intent evolves and transforms, the Great Azure True Yang—this is the boundary of the Great Dao of this world.
The methods of intention, the methods of the Way, the methods of transformation, the methods of the Holy Yang, the methods of the Taiyang, and the Human Dao Domain.
The Immortal Yang Method and the True Yang Method belong to the Immortal Dao Domain.
Below the realm of the Void Dao, cultivators practice the pure Yang Dao method. Cultivators at this level cannot be called True Yang; they can only be called Techniques.
The very beginning of cultivation involves tempering one's mind and comprehending the light of the Taiyang...
At this moment, a telekinetic test is underway at the Ling Family in the Falling Star Kingdom.
" Power of Thought, Level Three!"
Gazing at the five large, shining characters on the test jade tablet, the black-clad youth named Ling Yu remained expressionless, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips. His clenched fist was so tight that his nails dug deep into his palm, causing waves of excruciating pain.
" Ling Yu, Power of Thought, Level 3! Level: Low!" Beside the testing jade tablet, a tall young woman in charge of the assessment glanced at the information displayed on the tablet and announced Ling Yu's score in an indifferent tone.
In an instant, the entire Ling Family was filled with laughter, mocking the fallen genius of the Ling Family whose mental power was declining year by year, not only failing to increase but actually regressing.
Ling Yu herself was also very distressed.
For some reason, he had disliked the Taiyang Heart Method, he just couldn't muster any interest in learning Taiyang. He would meditate on the sun every morning, but his mental power did not progress as expected.
The monotonous daily routine of meditation, sitting in meditation, and watching the sun gradually made him feel detached from the world.
He was incompatible with all the secret arts of sunlight; none of the Taiyang supernatural powers he had learned had a compatibility rate of more than one-tenth!
Although he loathed the Taiyang Law deep down, he forced himself to diligently cultivate his mental power in order to stand out from the crowd.
Perhaps it was his innate talent that made him so remarkable. Despite his aversion to the Sunlight Technique, his cultivation speed was astonishing. He set a record in the Falling Star Kingdom with a secret technique scroll with extremely low compatibility.