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At this moment, Xie Que's consciousness seemed to be pulled out.

His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had woken up from a long dream.
At this moment, inside the True Self Pass, an ancient and solemn Taoist monument was slowly rising.

This monument has an ancient atmosphere, and the lines on it are like traces of weathering over the years.

At the top of the stele, a line of ancient golden characters in seal script shone with golden light, and it was engraved with:

"The way of martial arts is clear, humanity is the foundation, and the true self is the only one!"

This golden light swept in like a tide, instantly shattering the amber-like confinement wrapped around Xie Que's body.

The confinement was like a fragile eggshell, vulnerable to the impact of the golden light.
It turned into countless points of light and merged into the void like snowflakes.

Without the restraints, Xie Que's body suddenly lost support, and a strong sense of weightlessness came over him like a surging wave.

His body was like a kite with a broken string, losing its direction in this empty space and falling straight into a vast river of flowing light.

This long river is not an ordinary river, but a long river of time interwoven by countless broken fragments of time and space, memory afterimages, and the flow of light of laws.

The cosmic light within it is constantly flowing, but it seems to have no fixed direction. Every point of cosmic light contains endless information.

On both sides of the long river, countless blurred lights and shadows are suspended like phantoms.

These lights and shadows cover various scenes and images, as if fragments of time are floating on the river.

Xie Que watched all this in amazement. He saw the shadow of the axe that Pangu used when he created the world. The huge axe was waving in the air, splitting the chaotic world apart.

He also saw the platform where the Taoist master preached. The Taoist master was sitting on the high platform, and his three thousand disciples were listening to him.

He even saw the smoke rising from the stoves of mortals.

Xie Que's heart suddenly shook at this moment, and he finally understood.

These three thousand checkpoints are actually the source and end of the long river of time!
All the "possibilities" of time and space are imprisoned here, and every fragment of time and space is compressed in this cosmic light.

At this moment, a vast will came from the depths of the long river.

This meaning was profound and grand, and it condensed into flowing lines of Taoism in Xie Que's mind:
"The second level is the self level: Go back in time to find the strongest 'me'!"

"And destroy it with pure 'martial arts', banning all foreign schools of thought such as the way of law, the way of gods, and the way of demons."

Xie Que's heart sank suddenly, as if the whole world had frozen at this moment.

His mind flashed through all the great principles he had comprehended, including cause and effect, fate, time and space, yin and yang, the five elements, life, death...

Each of these avenues is extremely profound, representing his accumulation and insights on the path of cultivation.

But now he has to abandon all of these and only rely on the "martial arts" composed of his body, blood, and will to fight.

This is undoubtedly an extremely difficult challenge, because although "martial arts" seems simple and direct, it is actually an extreme challenge to one's own limits.

Without the support of those profound laws of the Tao, Xie Que must rely entirely on pure martial arts to defeat his opponents.

What makes it even more difficult for him is that his opponent is not an ordinary person, but the "most perfect self" condensed over the long river of time.

This opponent not only knows all his weaknesses, but may even master the Taoism that he may comprehend in the future.

Facing such an almost omniscient enemy, Xie Que's chances of winning are slim.

But fortunately, we have almost unlimited time to practice here.

Moreover, every ray of cosmic light here contains the true meaning of the Great Dao, which means that the efficiency of practicing here will be a hundred times higher than that in the outside world.

Xie Que pondered for a moment, then began to swim upstream.

And this walk lasted millions of years.
He wanted to see what martial arts would be like in the future.

Finally, at a certain moment, Xie Que saw a man in green leisurely fishing for fragments of time and space.

The man's figure seems so small in the long river of time, but gives people a sense of existence that cannot be ignored.

When their eyes met, Xie Que was suddenly stunned.
Countless fragments of memories flashed through his mind, and the face of the man in blue in front of him was exactly the same as someone in his memory.

"Dad?" Xie Que blurted out involuntarily, his voice full of disbelief.

The man in green slowly turned his head and looked at Xie Que.

"After a million years of lonely journey, I finally see my son." Yuan Shun said softly, his voice revealing a sense of having experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Xie Que stared blankly at his adoptive father Yuan Shun in front of him. He could hardly believe his eyes.

Yuan Shun's blue shirt and cloth shoes were still the same as before, and his face was exactly the same as Xie Que remembered.

Yuan Shun seemed to see Xie Que's doubts. He smiled and explained:
"I have calculated countless times and finally learned that you and I will meet here, so I have been fishing here, waiting for you to appear."

As he spoke, Yuan Shun pointed to the upper reaches of the river and continued, "The Self Gate spans all timelines. Anyone who enters it will inevitably appear at a certain point in time."

"So I just need to calculate which timeline you will appear in!"

Xie Que seemed to be thinking about something. He was once plotted by Lord Jidu and was exiled to an isolated island in time. He traveled through millions of years to the Maha Realm and met many old friends, but he did not see his adoptive father.

Logically speaking, my adoptive father was so talented that he should have at least reached the level of the God of Creation.
Now it seems that the achievements that my adoptive father can achieve are far beyond my imagination.

He was actually able to come this far and reach these three thousand levels!
Yuan Shun paused for a moment, as if he saw what Xie Que was thinking, and shook his head: "Unfortunately, in my time, I was the only one who could enter the Three Thousand Gates..."

"I don't know how many years I have been in this 'self-gate', and I just met you."

Having said that, Yuan Shun's gaze slowly fell on Xie Que, and he asked thoughtfully:

"Is what you are practicing still 'martial arts'?"

Xie Que nodded, indicating his agreement.
However, Xie Que was also somewhat puzzled. His adoptive father also practiced martial arts.

If that's the case, wouldn't the two of them be fighting here?

Seeing this, Yuan Shun smiled slightly, as if he had anticipated Xie Que's reaction.

He said softly: "Don't be so nervous, what I practice is the 'Boxing Way'."

Before he finished speaking, a mighty and powerful fist intention suddenly surged around Yuan Shun.

Although the fist had not yet actually touched Xie Que, he could already clearly feel the powerful pressure brought by the fist.

This fist intention was not formed by the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, but was completely condensed by pure "fighting will". Compared with the martial arts that Xie Que practiced, which was compatible with all the ways, there was an essential difference between the two.

Yuan Shun revealed the true meaning of his boxing without any reservation. He solemnly emphasized:
"Fists are the bones of martial arts, not the soul of martial arts. Although you and I have similar paths and both enter the Tao through martial arts, our roots are not exactly the same."

Then, Yuan Shun left another sentence full of mystery: "The way of boxing is the way of killing, while the way of martial arts is the way of life."

The two of them then chatted for a while, and Yuan Shun also stood up and prepared to leave.

He looked at Xie Que and smiled, "Now that we are together today, I have finally put my mind at ease."

After saying this, Yuan Shun went upstream along the long river of time, leaving behind a message: "Remember, when you go back in time, don't be trapped by the 'past'."

Xie Que remembered Yuan Shun's reminder firmly. He stood there and pondered for a while.

Then he turned around without hesitation, and trudged downstream with difficulty against the flow of time.

Along the way, he traveled through countless time and space and witnessed his appearance at different stages.

However, Xie Que did not stay in these scenes for too long, his goal was very clear.

That is to find the most powerful self!
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xie Que finally stopped.
At this moment, Xie Que's mind moved, and a figure slowly appeared, wrapped in a hazy chaotic aura.
In this chaos, that figure slowly stepped out.

That was him!
The figure was surrounded by a chaotic halo, appearing mysterious and powerful.

Between his eyebrows, there was an eye, which, when opened and closed, could actually trigger the power of life and death between heaven and earth.

Xie Que stared at the figure, feeling a strong resonance in his heart.

He knew that this was what he looked like not long ago when he stepped into the long river of time, and it was also his most powerful moment.

"I will be the strongest not at the finish line, but at the moment when my Dao heart is perfected. That is when the Heavenly Dao of the Earthly Immortal Realm will confer the title of 'Martial Ancestor' on me!"

At this time, Xie Que had reached the peak moment in the world of earthly immortals, where he was conferred the title of "Martial Ancestor" and enjoyed great fortunes in the human race.

"You're here." Ben-I looked at Xie Que expressionlessly. His voice was exactly the same as Xie Que's.
However, there is a kind of indifference in it, as if nothing in this world can arouse his interest in the slightest and is regarded as nothing by him.

Just when Xie Que was about to punch, his ego's fingertips suddenly flicked lightly, and two light chains representing the laws of "Yu" and "Zhou" suddenly struck like lightning.

The two light chains were extremely fast, like meteors across the sky, leaving people no time to react.

In the blink of an eye, the two chains of light of laws turned into a star map, with the absolute space-time node as the center, tightly imprisoning Xie Que's body inside.

This star map was like a huge cage, trapping Xie Que inside and making it difficult for him to move.

And behind this seemingly calm star map, another chain of light laws stretches out silently like a hook.

It was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, accurately hooking Xie Que's ankle.

This is the power of "the law of cause and effect". It can lock Xie Que with the law of cause and effect, making it impossible for him to escape no matter how he struggles.

This chain of light laws was like an invisible chain, tightly connecting Xie Que to the star map, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Xie Que felt his body being restrained, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Without hesitation, he exerted all his strength to activate his martial arts will, trying to break through the constraints of the two light chains of laws.

However, the power contained in these two chains of light of law is extremely strong, and Xie Que's martial arts will seems insignificant in front of them.

Moreover, my ego was extremely familiar with his moves, as if I had already studied them thoroughly.

Just when Xie Que's fist was about to erupt like a volcano,

But my ego suddenly threw a backhand punch with lightning speed, containing the "Emperor's Heart".

This palm was as powerful as thunder, carrying with it endless imperial dominance and majesty, and it struck straight towards Xie Que.

In an instant, Xie Que's martial arts will collapsed instantly, just like thin ice encountering a raging fire.

His consciousness was powerless in the face of this powerful "Emperor's Way".
Being suppressed tightly, the pain was unbearable, as if being torn into countless pieces.

In the end, there was a crisp "puff" sound, and Xie Que's body was unable to withstand this terrifying force. Along with his will, it instantly shattered into countless pieces of light.

These specks of light were like fallen leaves blown up by strong winds, dancing freely in the long river of time, and then being blown back to an unknown place, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, Xie Que's body was like a fragile fallen leaf, floating up and down in the turbulent cosmic light, appearing extremely small and helpless.

His consciousness was already blurred, as if it would be swallowed up by the light of the universe at any time, but the burning pain coming from the depths of his soul was so clear that he could not ignore it.

This was the first time in his preaching career that he was so thoroughly defeated by himself.

What made him feel even more difficult was that this failure was not due to lack of strength, but because he could not get rid of his dependence on other avenues.

At this moment, Xie Que suddenly remembered what Yuan Shun once said: "Boxing is the way to kill, and martial arts is the way to life."

Perhaps, the true martial arts is not to abandon wisdom, but to internalize all understanding of the Tao into "physical instincts."

Xie Que closed his eyes tightly and no longer tried to invoke any external laws. Instead, he began to recall the days when he first strengthened his body in the Great Zhou Secret Sect.

At that time, he knew nothing about Hunyuan and cause and effect, and his only reliance was the "Mysterious Fist".

He practiced this move over and over again day after day until the spirit of boxing was deeply integrated into his bones and became a part of his body.

The water curtain of the long river of time is like a huge mirror, reflecting countless pictures from different time and space.

He stared at these images, as if he was in an endless world of martial arts.

In a reincarnation paradise, he saw "himself" throwing punches like rain, each punch containing endless power and skills.

It is the result of countless times of tempering and honing that makes this punch so perfect.

There is another scene where he is in the void, reshaping the world with the will of martial arts.

Every thought of his can cause changes between heaven and earth and create a whole new world.

These images gradually overlapped, forming a new perception in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He suddenly realized that the ultimate goal of martial arts is not to pursue external strength and skills.
Instead, let "Tao" become a part of your flesh and blood and become one with yourself.

He sat down again, adjusted his state of mind, and prepared to reshape a "self" that belonged only to martial arts in the cradle of time. (End of this chapter)