ninety thousand miles

Chapter 711 Coldness
In the end, Li Chuan's gaze fell upon the Ferry of No Return.

The long river that runs through the secret realm is undergoing dramatic changes.

In the murky river water, a clear, cold light quietly shone, spinning silently as if absorbing all the filth from the water. Then, the light flipped and pushed upwards, lifting up a vast expanse of the river surface, revealing the magnificent, surging light below.

On the surface of the river that had been lifted, countless sparks quietly lit up.

Finally, the entire river stretched out to both sides, with magnificent light flowing within it, and mysterious Dao patterns appearing and disappearing, flickering uncertainly.

A woman draped in a thin mist and flowing rosy clouds appeared quietly.

She looked up and met Li Chuan's gaze.

In Li Chuan's vision, the woman passed through the dots and lines, constantly approaching him.

She seemed to be able to manipulate dots and lines as well. The thought had barely crossed his mind when he saw the dots and lines around the woman move, rapidly combining into various structures.

"So this is how you see the world," the woman said.

The dots and lines have scattered.

The scene in Li Chuan's vision changed again. The dots and lines began to converge, and the flow of the river appeared in his eyes. The next moment, he seemed to be standing side by side with that woman on the scorching river surface.

"Immortal Yingfeng?" Li Chuan asked.

“Not yet,” the woman said.

"Because of the path?" Li Chuan asked.

"I guess so," Yingfeng said.

“I can’t fix it,” Li Chuan said.

“You haven’t even started,” Yingfeng said.

“With your Dao heart shattered and your Dao path in decline, even if Weng Xian and Dai Zong don’t attack you, you don’t have much time left.” Li Chuan’s tone was indifferent and calm.

"How much time do I have left?" Yingfeng asked.

“Several thousand years, I suppose,” Li Chuan said.

"Is that so?" After saying that, Yingfeng stretched out her hand, and on her fair wrist was a string of Bodhi beads.

On the sea of ​​golden flames, the twelve Bodhi beads gathered and returned to Li Chuan's wrist.

Then, Yingfeng turned around, and the river, like a mirror, reflected the light and shadow inside and outside the secret realm.

Eleven ferry crossings have been lit up.

In the night sky, the stars went out one by one. A few breaths later, in the darkness, nine rivers of light descended simultaneously.

"The fusion has begun," Yingfeng said.

The nine seas were completely silent.

The seawater, 30,000 years ago and 3,000 years later, is being slowly, steadily, and seamlessly propelled by an invisible, irresistible force.

The seawater silently permeates and blends with each other.

The islands and numerous strange phenomena were all smoothed out by that great power.

The river of light formed by the nine stars slowly rotated against the dark sky, echoing the eleven ferry crossings.

The sky outside Jiuhaigou also darkened.

The Xuanmen cultivators stopped what they were doing, looked up at the sky, but after a moment, they continued with their work.

“You could have stopped it,” Li Chuan said, his tone still indifferent.

"Why should I stop it?" Yingfeng asked in return. She picked up a tree branch from the river. One side of the branch was just sprouting tender buds, while the other side was a withered branch hanging down.

“Without your ‘permission,’ Weng Xian cannot activate the Sunset Secret Realm,” Li Chuan said.

"Did you see that beam of light?" Yingfeng asked.

"Not yet," Li Chuan said.

“Thirty thousand years ago, I, Tian Su, and three thousand other immortals, aligned our own paths with the Dao of Heaven, concealing the entire world outside that beam of light. We did indeed save all living beings, but our actions also led to a consequence: the Dao of Heaven became unstable and cracks appeared,” Ying Feng said slowly.

"The existence of a rift in the Heavenly Dao does not mean that there is actually a crack or wound, but rather that the entire world has begun to lose its stability. And the fact that the world has been hidden from that beam of light for more than 30,000 years has further accelerated the speed at which the world is losing its balance. Therefore, this great calamity is the last one. The calamity energy will surge and break through all the laws of heaven and earth. Finally, the Heart Abyss will explode again, and everything in the world will return to its original state."

"Living on for over 30,000 years, this is the only outcome. So... if one or a few people, before that, sacrificed countless lives to break free from the shackles of the Abyss of the Heart and escape their predetermined fate... how do you think they should be evaluated after such an ending?"

“I don’t think about such questions,” Li Chuan said.

"Do you know who you are?"

“I know him. He’s Li Chuan, from Yunqiao Township, Dr. Li from the Imperial Observatory, and a successor of the ‘Wen Jing’ (a classic text on tattooing).” Li Chuan said.

"So what do you think?" Yingfeng asked. "I only know that after that ending, there are still people who are unwilling to accept it and want to change it. Among these people are you. Also, I want to live, become a high-ranking official, and seek immortality," Li Chuan replied.

“I see…” Yingfeng said.

"After the Nine Peaks True Immortal ascended to the mortal realm, why did he want the mortal world to gradually forget the deeds of the gods and demons?" Li Chuan began to ask questions.

"Because we had hoped that a new Great Dao would be born within 30,000 years, thus completing the Heavenly Dao, and even able to contend with that light, and also... hoping that the light would not last that long... For this reason, we all left behind methods in the lower realm," Yingfeng said.

"Won't Bodhi beads work?" Li Chuan asked.

"It's still a bit short," Yingfeng said.

"What exactly are the Others?" Li Chuan asked.

“You should ask yourself that question,” Yingfeng said.

"Me?" Li Chuan felt the river water flowing over his body, and the tightly closed box loosened a crack.

A simple village was reflected in the river. One hundred and sixty-eight villagers lived peacefully in it. Some died, and new lives were born. One year, two years, twenty years... generation after generation... Suddenly one day, the villagers working in the fields suddenly stopped, threw away their sickles, and walked towards the big tree in front of the village as if driven by some force.

One, two, all the villagers gathered under the big tree, forming a strange pattern.

They opened their mouths at the same time.

Their figures and voices merged together, as if they had reformed into a single organ, emitting a strange frequency of sound...

Then, they heard a voice.

Li Chuan heard that voice, ancient and lingering...

What is it saying?
No, where did it come from?

Li Chuan's consciousness followed the voice, rising higher and higher... passing through the upper realm, and even higher...

They're about to catch them!
At that moment, the sound disappeared, and the phantom in the river vanished as well.

He heard Yingfeng say, "That voice, from a far more distant place, traveled through that beam of light and reached here. Do you understand?"

"Can the owner of that voice resist that beam of light?" Li Chuan asked.

“That’s right,” Yingfeng said.

"Is Chi Lin also looking for the owner of that voice?" Li Chuan asked.

“He did more,” Yingfeng raised her hand, and a huge jade skeleton appeared in the river. “He may have communicated with the owner of that voice much earlier. That’s why he let the demon spirit sink into the abyss of the heart, and why he made so many preparations for the appearance of the Otherworldly Ghosts.”

"And what about you, Tian Su?" Li Chuan asked.

Yingfeng replied, "I only awoke after the demonic spirit activated the Sunset Secret Realm and began to deduce the cause and effect of everything."

"And then you chose to let so many cultivators in, letting them turn into Otherworlders?" Li Chuan asked.

“I’m just going with the flow. After all, no one can say for sure which option is better right now,” Yingfeng said.

Li Chuan reached out and stirred the river's surface, and the scene outside Hai Chao's eyes appeared on the water. The Tai Su Domain was broken, the clouds dissipated, but the cultivators who were immersed in the illusion did not awaken.

At this moment, he could easily bring them back to their senses.

Even the True Immortal Yingfeng could easily allow them to be parasitized by otherworldly spirits, and reincarnate for dozens or hundreds of years.

……

While Li Chuan remained silent, Ying Feng turned around and said, "Little mouse, stop hiding, come out, I just saw you."

The little mouse poked its head out, looking bewildered, and asked, "Fairy Yingfeng, do you know me?"

“Of course,” Yingfeng replied. “Do you remember what you did to my Yingling Cover the last time we met?”

"You know?" the little mouse asked in alarm.

Yingfeng said, "Of course I know."

"What about Sue that day?" the little mouse asked.

Yingfeng looked at him with a smile.

The little mouse was stunned. He murmured, "So he knew."

He returned to Li Chuan's sea of ​​consciousness, still in a daze.

Then, Yingfeng said to Li Chuan, "You know the ending, you inherited his will, and you've come this far. So I'll place the choice for this life in your hands."

More scenes appeared in the river.

(End of this chapter)