novelraw Chapter 814 - 808: Inescapable Fate? Destiny?
Chapter 814 - 808: Inescapable Fate? Destiny?
Was the Celestial Court a force of the Xuantian Celestial Clan since the beginning of the world?
No wonder they could wield the Heavenly Chastisement, command numerous powerful beings, and possess treasures like the Heavenly Chastisement Chopper.
The troubles and disasters of Heavenly Chastisement and Tribulation seem to be rules created by the Celestial Court, only to constrain beings outside the Xuantian Celestial Clan, such as humans, immortals, demons, ghosts, and devils.
This might be the reason why the Celestial Court was overthrown by the alliance of numerous clans.
The Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor, Samsara Buddha Ancestor, and Dark Demon Lord are a few powerful beings, but previously only the Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor and the recent Samsara Buddha Ancestor were heard of.
The former’s name as a Dao Ancestor is heard for the first time; the Nan Hua Immortal Domain was destroyed due to the great war between the Immortal Path and the Bizarre Path, and the Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor single-handedly reshaped the destroyed Immortal Domain into the Chaotic Immortal Realm.
Destruction is always easier than creation; the strength of the Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor is astonishing, but it’s unclear which Great Dao he mastered.
The Samsara Buddha Ancestor was recently witnessed in the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns, having experienced a hundred reincarnations, the most feared existence.
The Fourth Mystical Barrier is similar to the Great Luo Golden Immortal, enduring countless tribulations without perishing.
Yet the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation lets one experience countless reincarnations, wearing down memories. Once all memories are lost, is he still himself?
Even one as strong as the Samsara Buddha Ancestor was defeated and fled to the Nether Domain by the Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor, making the unimaginable strength of the Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor apparent.
The Dark Demon Lord is heard of for the first time, but based on the Dao name, it’s likely he mastered the Dark Great Dao, a top-tier Dao Ancestor of the Demonic Path.
He briefly stayed in the Abyssal Demon Realm and Black Death Demon Realm, yet the name of the Dark Demon Lord was never heard; the circumstances are unclear.
Jia Ren listened to ancient secrets from millions of years ago, his thoughts surging like tides.
"What kind of means could actually transform the Xuantian Celestial Clan into the Xuantian Immortal Treasure?"
This is the key to the downfall of the Xuantian Celestial Clan and the Celestial Court, seeking to know crucial information.
Emperor of Fengdu’s expression showed no change: "Such secrets are only known to the few Dao Ancestors who experienced it firsthand and have not been revealed to the outside, remaining an unsolved mystery."
"It is said that not all of the Xuantian Celestial Clan turned into the Xuantian Immortal Treasure; some remained and could only be sealed."
Sealed Xuantian Celestial Clan?
Jia Ren recalled accidentally entering a Sealed Land in the Abyssal Demon Realm, encountering the sealed Mother Earth King, whose title bore some similarity to the West Sacred Mother Queen; could they be the same person?
What identity does the Replica Monkey hold? A newly born member of the Xuantian Celestial Clan?
Or was it sent through cycles of reincarnation by the Samsara Buddha Ancestor, causing issues with its post-reincarnation memory?
Jia Ren did not wish to expose too many secrets and suppressed the urge to inquire further.
After a long pause, the voice of the Emperor of Fengdu reached his ears: "Having informed you of the downfall of the Celestial Court, should you not also keep your promise and report the current state of the Immortal Realm?"
"Over a hundred thousand years ago, the Great Dao of the Immortal Realm underwent alteration, and the rules and Great Dao all transformed into Bizarre Demons..."
Jia Ren roughly recounted the incident of the Bizarre Demons, listening to which the Emperor of Fengdu narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to maintain his composed demeanor, his face expressing disbelief.
"How could the Heaven and Earth’s Great Dao possibly undergo such transformation? Only a Dao Ancestor level existence has the qualification to influence the Great Dao, but... at most, one Dao Ancestor could only contaminate a few Great Daos, it is impossible for all three thousand Great Daos to transform!"
"This is an unprecedented matter, and it is far from simple! A vast secret is hidden within!"
In the eyes of the Emperor of Fengdu, the Immortal Realm was a pure land, unexpectedly having transformed into a breeding ground for bizarreness, difficult to accept.
The Emperor of Fengdu took considerable time to digest the information provided by Jia Ren, a trace of lament visible in his eyes.
"After overthrowing the Celestial Court together, who would have expected such a fate to befall us, perhaps this is a curse of the Xuantian Celestial Clan!"
Could the Nether Domain truly have escaped the Bizarre Demons?
The memories of the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns resurfaced, one bizarre existence after another, along with the appearance of mysterious instruments.
Most importantly... the suspected source of the world’s contamination, that ancient Well of Gods and Demons, containing an unimaginable terrifying pollution sealed within.
The Emperor of Fengdu seemed unable to let go of the thought of visiting the Immortal Realm: "Unfortunately, you were exiled here through spatial banishment, initially thinking you found a passage out of the Nether Realm; it appears I won’t have the chance to witness the Dao Bizarre."
"It seems, my friend, you have little chance of leaving the Nether Realm; where do you intend to establish your Dao Ground?"
No chance of leaving the Nether Realm?
These words caused Jia Ren to frown slightly, prompting a puzzled question: "Why do you say that, my friend?"
"Shouldn’t there be an entry from the Nether Realm linking to the Immortal Realm?"
He recalled the presence of Buddhist aura at the residence of the Guangsheng Dragon King, if there were no locations linking the Nether Realm to the Immortal Path, how could the Heavenly Marsh Domain possess Buddhist influence?
It was simply that the Great Luo Golden Immortal Level Emperor of Fengdu did not possess the authority to know.
Ultimately, the Nether Realm remained under Buddhist influence, and the treatment of a ghostly Dao expert like the Emperor of Fengdu was significantly lesser.
"Even if there is, it would be under the control of the Samsara Buddha Ancestor, do you think you can make the Samsara Buddha Ancestor open a passage?"
The Emperor of Fengdu was unsurprised by Jia Ren’s response, resigning after tens or even hundreds of failed attempts.
"After a while, I will introduce some Buddhist Sect and ghostly path friends to you."
He paused before smiling: "With your Immortal Path realm reaching the perfection of the Taiyi Jade Immortal Realm, you might be able to exchange for treasures aiding in the ascension to Great Luo Golden Immortal."
Buddhist Path?
The mere thought of these words caused an innate discomfort in Jia Ren, involuntarily reminding him of the Samsara Buddha Ancestor and the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Ascension to Great Luo Golden Immortal?
He inexplicably felt a chill running down his spine.
Ascension to Great Luo Golden Immortal, slashing the Evil Corpse...
Trapped in this place, confronted with the Samsara Buddha Ancestor, pressed by the Evil Corpse to break the Well of Gods and Demons.
Everything seemed like a dream replaying, a sense of fate’s cycle of reincarnation welled up, always feeling as if his destiny had been arranged, step by step aligning with the path of the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns.
Jia Ren felt somewhat uneasy, wanting to ask the Emperor of Fengdu whether he knew of the Well of Gods and Demons to distinguish between dream and reality, yet quickly dismissed the idea.
Not to mention whether the other party would know of this, speaking rashly would only alert the enemy and bring about unknown variables.
The Emperor of Fengdu had returned the Profound Heaven Suppressing Immortal Demon Pagoda at the cycle of the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns, seemingly friendly with him, but he is also a critical link in the cycle of reincarnation.
The Samsara Buddha Ancestor needed him to break the Well of Gods and Demons, requiring not the power at the level of By Strength, Prove the Dao, but the Heavenly Treasured Path Celestial Force.
There was no doubt that the Emperor of Fengdu played a crucial role.
Moreover, he didn’t want to fall into the world seen in the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns.
The treasures for Ascension to the Great Roc Immortal were tempting, but he didn’t want to bear unknown and extremely dangerous costs.
The Netherworld was far too eerie, best to leave without delay!
Jia Ren thought of this, with no intention to stay any longer, he smiled and said, "Your proposition is tempting, and indeed I wish to ascend to the Great Roc Immortal. However, just having arrived in the Netherworld, I still need to choose a suitable dojo, I will visit again after some time."
Uncertain if the Emperor of Fengdu and the Samsara Buddha Ancestor were connected, he did not reveal his intention to leave soon, to avoid unnecessary complications.
Thus misleading the Emperor of Fengdu, evading hidden risks, and later leaving the Netherworld via spatial banishment.
Spatial banishment would bring many troubles and variables, but... it shouldn’t be worse than the Netherworld, and the world seen in the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns.
"If you find a good dojo, be sure to inform this emperor."
The Emperor of Fengdu said no more, watching Jia Ren depart.
Jia Ren drove the Escape Light, appearing tens of thousands of miles away, in a ghostly qi maple forest filled with red maple leaves.
The power of the Thousand Transformations Rule slowly flowed within, all transforming into Space Law.
Without a trace of hesitation or delay, he executed spatial banishment on himself.
Silver spatial lines formed on his body, silver light glowed around Jia Ren, then gradually faded into transparency, suggesting a feeling of not belonging to this realm.
Moments later, his figure was no longer seen here.
In a desolate ancient corpse field strewn with white bones, towering countless bones, many skeletal ghostly beings moved, black crows cawed.
A giant skeletal dragon with eyes flickering with pale fire twitched its gaze, vaguely sensing something, its skull weighed heavily, as if something had landed on it.
The overlord of the desolate ancient corpse field was angered, letting out a sky-shaking roar, shaking hearts and minds.
Pale corpse fire blazed, intending to burn the presumptuous one alive.
Yet everything had no change, the flames could not harm it in the slightest.
"Still... the Netherworld?!"
Jia Ren felt the ghostly qi drifting in the sky, his face gradually darkened.
Unrestrained vital energy like the blazing sun, evaporated the white bone dragon with corpse fire instantly, leaving no remains.
Was it just bad luck?
Or was the Netherworld too peculiar, spatial banishment unable to let him escape this realm?
If it was the former, it’s fine, but if it’s the latter, trouble would be big!
This means he will be trapped in the Netherworld, unable to leave.
The memories of the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns surfaced at this moment, as if dreams would translate into reality.
Everything experienced in the dream seemed about to truly play out!
Hundreds of lifetimes of reincarnation, the Samsara Buddha Ancestor had given him the chance to break the Well of Gods and Demons, which meant he would restore the Heavenly Treasured Path Celestial Force in each lifetime.
In every lifetime, faced with unknown and extremely dangerous circumstances, he would make the same choice, to stay away from danger through spatial banishment!
Even a hundred reincarnations couldn’t escape, the answer was obvious.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave the Netherworld, but that he couldn’t leave.
Jia Ren, although convinced in his heart, was unwilling to believe, nor accept a destiny written by others.
Try again!
The silver light flashed once more, his form faded, disappearing without a trace.
Outside a temple filled with Buddhist chants and golden light, Jia Ren quickly took shape, becoming a real presence.
There was no need to sense if there was ghostly qi, just looking at the distant temples and the everywhere spread of Buddha light, everything was self-evident.
"Which Dao friend has descended to this monk’s Buddha land, apologies for not welcoming sooner."
An old monk wearing a kasaya, holding a wooden Buddha bead with his left hand, appeared.
He arrived a step too late, only managed to see the transparent phantom slowly vanish.
The old monk looked at the disappearing figure, his lips slightly upturning.
"Destiny is predestined."
Jia Ren didn’t want to engage with the Buddhist path, avoiding attracting the attention of the Samsara Buddha Ancestor too soon, so he executed the spatial banishment a third time.
An old man exuding decay stood at the bow of a flatboat, waving a black wooden oar, stirring circle after circle of ripples on the Ming River.
The boat had no passengers, only enveloped in deathly air.
Jia Ren appeared on the small boat, the memories in the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns became clear and profound.