However, none of these figures are fixed in form, and each "Qin Yu" embarks on a completely different Dao Path. Some ascend to the pinnacle of the heavens, some vanish into the long years, and some step into unknown territories. But among the countless possibilities, all these figures will eventually converge with the real Qin Yu before us.
Qin Yu frowned slightly and slowly asked, "Senior, why can my Fate Soul resonate with your Wanyan Great Dao?" Wanyan did not answer immediately, but instead looked through Qin Yu's body into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
The Silent Beginning Ring Master Soul Diagram is slowly rotating, with the Nine-Wheel True Evolution Dharma Wheel exuding a vast and ancient aura, Boundless Realm Source Wheel rising and falling uncertainly, containing within it a world that cannot be defined or constrained by any constraints.
Wanyan softly revealed the reason. "It's because your Fate Soul possesses an essence that is similar to mine, yet goes against it."
Qin Yu's gaze sharpened. "Wanyan represents endless possibilities, encompassing countless paths and accommodating infinite variations." "But your Ring Master Soul Diagram..."
He paused briefly, his words clearly penetrating Qin Yu's mind. "It represents gathering all possibilities into oneself. Reading, disassembling, rewriting, and Returning Ring."
"Your path is not about creating new possibilities, but about seizing all the paths in the world and forging them into your own foundation."
At the same moment, within Qin Yu's sea of consciousness, Xiao Yue's petite figure, who had been leaning against the branches of the Void Divine Tree, slowly sat up, a hint of surprise flashing across her sapphire-like eyes.
"Little Qinzi... This Wanyan actually saw through your Dao essence at a glance." Qin Yu had no time to respond to Xiao Yue, still staring directly at Wanyan in front of him.
Wanyan continued, "That's why, when you stepped into the Stele Forest Imperial City, our origins resonated with each other. At that moment, the two great paths that touched the root of possibility met for the first time."
"I searched for countless years, until I reached the Heavenly Stele Divine Banquet Tower, where I finally found that aura that stirred my very essence." - Qin Yu
Wanyan softly uttered his name, and all the surrounding strings suddenly froze, all evolution halting. "Your birth, for me, is a completely new possibility, one that has never existed before in history."
Qin Yu remained silent for a long time, his expression gradually becoming solemn. At this moment, he finally understood and realized the inexplicable resonance of the origin when he first entered the Stele Forest Imperial City; he understood why the Wanyan phantoms appeared out of thin air in the Heavenly Stele Divine Banquet Tower.
It turns out that since then, Wanyan has been following the Dao to find himself, and unknowingly he has embarked on a cultivation path that even the Source Dao Ultimate Beast Huang, has never seen before.
Wanyan gazed at Qin Yu, then suddenly smiled faintly. "Qin Yu, do you know what I saw the moment I first met you?"
Qin Yu slightly raised his eyes, Wanyan Yan slowly raised his hand, pointing to the boundless String Sea: "I have seen someone who will not be defined by any future." As soon as the words fell, the entire Wanyan String Realm, billions of "If" strings shone brightly at the same time.
The next instant, Wanyan's gaze pierced through flesh and blood, through the barrier of Fate Soul, and fell directly into the depths of Qin Yu's sea of consciousness. A Star Wancai Key floated quietly, flowing with mysterious radiance. For the first time, a barely perceptible ripple stirred in his usually calm and indifferent eyes.
As Wanyan finished speaking, the vast Wanyan String Realm returned to silence. Hundreds of millions of "if" strings flowed slowly, each ray of light reflecting the infinite trajectory of the future. But at that moment, Wanyan's gaze suddenly sharpened.
His gaze no longer fell on Qin Yu's body, but penetrated through layers of Fate Soul barriers, sinking into the deepest source of Qin Yu's sea of consciousness, where a faint yet Ultimate aura slumbered for a long time.
Upon merely sensing this wisp of aura, the boundless net of strings beneath Wanyan's feet suddenly trembled violently, humming!
Billions of possible strings roared and trembled simultaneously. For the first time in history, the once orderly interwoven strings fell into chaos. Strings collapsed out of thin air, then regenerated, only to quickly disintegrate again, in an endless cycle with no certainty.
The Wanyan String Realm bear witness to countless future paths are stirring up an unprecedented upheaval.
Wanyan's perpetually gentle and unmoving face finally underwent a dramatic change. The focus of his eyes suddenly collapsed, and the ever-flowing images of the Dao of Evolution within them trembled violently, with each scroll of the Great Dao shattering, reforming, and collapsing once more.
Even his own aura began to fluctuate for the first time. He stood still, silent for a long time. After a while, he slowly raised his palm, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "This... this is..." His gaze was fixed on the depths of Qin Yu's sea of consciousness, his voice growing lower and more indistinct. "It is it..."
The next instant, an unconcealable shock filled his eyes and brows. "The Star Wancai Key... The Edict of Returning to Zero..."
A single, brief phrase resounded through the void. Within the entire Wanyan String Realm, all the strings of "if" froze instantly, and even the endless evolution abruptly ceased, as if this world constructed from countless possibilities had fallen into a brief silence because of these two names.
Wanyan slowly closed his eyes, trying his best to calm the turbulent Dao Origin within his Fate Soul. But the more he delved into the inner workings, the more intense the fear in his heart became.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, sighed softly, and shook his head. "No wonder... no wonder I could never predict your future." Qin Yu's mind was shaken. He had seen Wanyan in such a state of disarray before. After a brief silence, Qin Yu slowly raised his right hand, and the Daoist Rhyme of Crossing the World flowed slowly within his body. Strands of ancient and gentle divine light of Fate Soul rose from the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of starlight emerged from the palm of his hand, and the Star Wancai Key finally appeared completely in the world. There was no dazzling light that shattered the heavens, nor any overwhelming pressure that suppressed eternity; only a key quietly floated in the air.
It is about seven inches long, condensed from unidentifiable star-colored crystals. Its body is a deep star blue, and its interior is filled with starlight of billions of colors, as if a complete galaxy has been condensed and contained.
The key is long and straight, with no sharp edges, and soft halos radiate outwards in concentric circles. The handle transforms into a ring, which is not empty, but a miniature starry sea that rotates continuously, with countless stars orbiting in their orbits, their starlight trails as fine as silk threads, dragging between the stars.
An ancient pattern runs through the center of the key. It does not belong to any written language; it is the original trajectory that naturally arose before the creation of heaven and earth.
The key is completely uncarved, and at first glance, it seems to have existed there since the beginning of eternity. It is neither a magic treasure nor a divine weapon, transcending the category of ordinary objects, and is more like a supreme rule—the primordial law that brings all things back to silence.
The instant the Star Wancai Key appeared, all the possible strings in the entire Wanyan String Realm instinctively moved aside, with not a single string daring to touch it. This primal instinct drove them to retreat as far away as possible.
Wanyan stared intently at the key, his gaze lingering, his hand unconsciously tightening slightly. For the first time, an undisguised excitement welled up in his usually calm and composed eyes. "It really is it... After countless eras, it has finally reappeared..."
Wanyan took a step forward, but suddenly stopped, no longer approaching, but just gazing into the distance, a deep sense of awe growing in his eyes.
After a long silence, he slowly exhaled, then spoke in a deep voice, "Qin Yu, even I cannot fully comprehend its true origins. It is not forged by a living being, nor is it a treasure born from a particular era."
Wanyan's gaze was fixed firmly on the Star Wancai Key, his voice deep and resonant. "Before its birth, the concept of 'artifact' still existed; after its manifestation, End of All Artifacts, finally finding their ultimate destiny."
"Its original intention was not to destroy all things and tools, but to reveal a great truth: all the brilliance and glory that depend on external things will eventually return to silence."
Wanyan gently shook his head, a complex emotion rising in his heart that he couldn't quite put into words. "Throughout the long years, I have deduced this thing countless times. But each time, the path of deduction abruptly breaks just as it is about to touch the truth."
"Although I can calculate all possibilities in the world, it never belongs to any one possibility. It transcends deduction and countless paths ahead." He raised his eyes to look at Qin Yu.
"This is the End of All Artifacts, the root of which even I cannot deduce. All that I see is a future yet to come, but the level at which it exists does not accept the definition of the future." "Every time I try to trace its origin, all I see is a silent, boundless starry sky, and..."
Wanyan paused for a long time before finally speaking slowly, "A key that already exists, but has never truly been born." Wanyan String Realm once again sank into boundless silence.
In Qin Yu's palm, the Star Wancai Key still floated quietly. It never shone with divine light, nor did it possess overwhelming power, yet it forced the entire world, which carried countless "what ifs," to remain forever separated by an insurmountable boundary, daring not to approach even a fraction closer.