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Inside the Furnace of Myriad Laws, the torrent of laws still surged, but it could no longer truly harm Xie Que.

Xie Que felt that he could step out of the Furnace of Ten Thousand Laws at any time, but he was in no hurry to escape.

He chose to sit cross-legged on the spot, his eyes slightly closed, entering a mysterious state.

Xie Que's goal was very clear: the laws of this place were so concentrated that it was the most ideal place for enlightenment.

He doesn't need to bother understanding and mastering all the contents of these three thousand Great Daos, because all he needs is the essential information related to the void of heaven and earth.

This information is like the foundation and operating principles of the world. Although it is not specific knowledge, it is a fragmented understanding of the "basic parameters" and "operating logic" that constitute the world.

Xie Que did not throw a punch as usual, but instead quietly immersed himself in the torrent of information, silently absorbing this valuable knowledge.

The phantom images of mountains and rivers would occasionally appear on his body, as if his body had merged with the world.

At times, galaxies flowed across his body, showcasing the vastness of space.

At times, his body became ethereal and uncertain, as if he might disappear into this void at any moment.

At times, he seemed to freeze at a certain point in the river of time, as if time had lost its meaning for him.

Time passed by, and Xie Que was completely immersed in this sea of ​​information, oblivious to everything around him.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he felt that his understanding of the essence of these great principles had reached a critical point, he naturally stopped absorbing the flood of information.

He slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to contain an endless sea of ​​stars, deep and all-encompassing.

A completely new, otherworldly aura emanated from him, as if he had transcended the constraints of this world and entered a higher dimension.

Within his body, the martial will that had been tempered and nourished by the Furnace of Myriad Laws and comprehended the two Daoist principles of "destruction" and "one force breaks all laws" underwent a qualitative nirvana at this moment.

Xie Que's life level also leaped once again at this moment, officially stepping into the sixth level of Nirvana Realm!
Xie Que felt the new power. With a thought, he did not use any supernatural abilities, but simply raised his hand and gently brushed it towards the surging torrent of laws in front of him.

With Xie Que's seemingly casual flick, an invisible force field containing the martial will of the Nirvana Realm spread out.

The raging torrent of laws ahead seemed to have encountered an irresistible monarch, instantly becoming "docile."
Like tides parted by an invisible wall, they respectfully and silently recede to both sides, forming a straight and calm passage.

This is not a violent suppression, but a manifestation of suppression based on realm and fundamental understanding.

Xie Que, who is at the Nirvana Realm, has developed some "transcendental" characteristics in his martial will. He has a deeper understanding of the three thousand Great Dao origins that constitute the furnace, which is why he can "naturally retreat".

At the end of this passage, there is no longer the furnace wall, but the exit of the All-Encompassing Furnace.

With a smile on his face, Xie Que stepped steadily out of the portal.

His steps were light, as if there were no obstacles, as if the world was making way for him.

When he stepped completely out of the portal, the sight before him stunned him.

He found himself in an extremely vast square, larger than he had ever imagined.

The square has a unique style that is difficult to describe in words.

The entire space is permeated with an unimaginable sense of antiquity and heaviness, as if this square has undergone the baptism of countless eras, witnessing the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life.

Despite the bustling crowds in the square, the atmosphere here was unusually oppressive and deathly still.

There were no noisy voices, no vibrant atmosphere, only a deep weariness, numbness, and... a sense of despairing spectatorship.

This feeling made Xie Que feel as if he were in a huge cemetery awaiting final judgment.

The square was filled with figures of all shapes and sizes: some humanoid, some beast-like, some energy beings, some mechanical constructs, and even some indescribable beings that seemed to be aggregates of concepts.

These beings seem to have no communication or interaction with each other, simply going their own way in silence, as if the world has nothing to do with them.

Xie Que keenly sensed that the auras of most of these beings were far deeper, more obscure, and more powerful than his own!
Among them are even Immortal Emperors at the Dao Origin Realm!
Their power was contained, but even a trace of pressure unintentionally released was enough to make the void tremble.

Most of these powerful figures had indifferent expressions and empty eyes, either sitting alone like stone sculptures or wandering aimlessly.

They exuded a heavy sense of weariness, as if they had lost all motivation and hope, and were left only with endless waiting.

Occasionally, a glance would sweep over Xie Que, the "newcomer," but it was only a fleeting look, tinged with an indescribable complexity, before quickly looking away.

As Xie Que gained a firm footing, information about this place flooded into his mind as if by instinct.

This place is called Jidao City.

This is the true starting point for entering the core area of ​​the "Three Thousand Passes".

Those who can reach this place are all peerless experts who have passed the "transcendental barrier" and are qualified to strive for the final Dao fruit.

Fighting is strictly prohibited within the city of Jidao; any intention or action to attack will be instantly annihilated.

In front of the city of Jidao stands a huge, ancient-style gate.

Passing through this gate, one embarks on the "Path to Enlightenment," the deepest part of the Dao Pass.

The road ahead is stained with blood!

There is only one Great Dao, and only one Dao Fruit!

On this path, only one person can ultimately succeed in attaining the Dao Lord status!

All others who embark on this path are competitors, regardless of life or death!

These powerful beings in the plaza are the ones who, throughout countless eons, have failed on the path to enlightenment.
Those who, knowing they had no hope, or filled with fear, or whose Daoist heart had collapsed, chose to retreat to the City of Sacrifice to eke out a living – these were the "losers."

They remain here, no longer trying to move forward. Their only "meaning" seems to be witnessing the birth of the ultimate winner, or waiting for themselves to completely decay over endless years.

Upon receiving the message, Xie Que remained completely unmoved.

The core of martial arts is self-confidence. The oppressive atmosphere of the Sacrifice City and the lethargy of those powerful figures only strengthened his belief.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over the numb figures, and he had only one feeling in his heart: this was not his home.

His path is the path of life, the path of progress, the path of creating a new era. How can he languish and decay here?
Without any hesitation, his eyes remained sharp as ever, and he strode forward with a clear goal in mind, heading straight towards the chaotic portal in front of the plaza that exuded ultimate pressure.

Xie Que's steps were extremely steady, without the slightest pause or hesitation.

His figure stood out starkly against the deathly silence of the square, appearing both upright and out of place, yet filled with an unwavering determination.

Xie Que's move at this moment also attracted the attention of many "abandoners" in the square.

Most eyes were focused on him, some indifferent, some puzzled, some with barely perceptible sarcasm, and some with a very faint, almost erased complex emotion. After all, they could see traces of their own past in Xie Que.

But no one spoke up, no one stopped them; they just watched quietly.

Just before Xie Que was about to touch the portal to chaos, a figure appeared silently not far in front of him, blocking his path.

This person had an ordinary appearance, wore a simple gray robe, had a reserved and profound aura, and his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, carrying a sense of scrutiny.

The gray-robed man spoke, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable penetrating power: "Fellow Daoist, please wait. To seek the path upon first arriving in the City of Sacrificial Dao is commendable."

“On behalf of the ‘Heavenly Dao Palace,’ I sincerely invite fellow Daoists to join us.”

"The Heavenly Dao Palace Master is the most promising candidate in this era to attain the Dao Lord status. His cultivation is all-encompassing, reaching the pinnacle of the Dao, and he is only one step away from the supreme Dao fruit."

"The Palace Master's grand ambition is that once he succeeds in attaining enlightenment, he can protect his followers, help them safely pass through the tribulation at the end of this era, and step into the next era with them, enjoying boundless freedom."

"Fellow Daoist, your talent is exceptional. If you can join the Heavenly Dao Palace and serve as a vanguard for the Palace Master, the day the Palace Master succeeds will be the day you transcend. This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. I hope you will consider it carefully."

Xie Que could tell that this person's tone sounded like the consecration of Buddhism, and also carried a hint of superiority.

He stopped and looked calmly at the gray-robed man, his eyes showing no emotion.

Without any hesitation, he shook his head, his tone flat yet resolute: "No interest."

After saying that, Xie Que tried to walk around the other person and continue on his way.

The gray-robed man's expression darkened slightly, his peaceful demeanor instantly turning cold and stern.

He didn't move, but his voice was low and chilling:
"Fellow Daoist, do not be ungrateful! Refusing the Heavenly Dao Palace is tantamount to cutting off your own path to survival! Do you think this path to enlightenment is one that anyone can simply choose to take?"

"Under the Palace Master's will, you probably won't live long after you step out of the Dao Gate!"

Just as the atmosphere was tense, a soft laugh came from another direction.

A man dressed in a magnificent star-patterned robe, with a slightly effeminate air, strolled over with a playful smile on his face:
"Hehe, the Heavenly Dao Palace is quite impressive."

“Fellow Daoist, do not be intimidated by them. My ‘Tai Xu Palace’ also has a vacant position waiting for you, and the Palace Master is also a great master of the Dao, seeking a like-minded person.”

"Join my Taixu Palace, and you too will receive protection and welcome the new era together. What do you say?"

"Isn't this much more sincere than the Heavenly Dao Palace's clichéd rhetoric?"

The man in the star-patterned robe stared intently at Xie Que, his gaze carrying both a solicitation and a subtle, almost imperceptible scrutiny and calculation.

Xie Que's gaze lingered on the man in the star-patterned robe for a moment, but without any hesitation, he shook his head again: "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not interested either."

Xie Que was too lazy to waste any more words with the two of them, and simply turned his gaze back to the Chaos Portal that was right in front of him.

He took a step forward, ignoring the gray-robed man blocking his way, and his figure disappeared directly into the huge portal that was filled with chaotic energy.

They left behind the grim-faced envoys from the Heavenly Dao Palace and the Tai Xu Palace, as well as countless numb, complicated, or gloating gazes on the square.

At the same time, the man in the star-patterned robe's smile vanished instantly, his eyes turning sinister:
"What an ungrateful brat..."

"Does he think he's invincible just because he can overcome the superego barrier?"

The gray-robed man shrugged: "It doesn't matter. I'm afraid he can't even get past the Illusionary Realm, let alone embark on the path of cultivation..."

The moment Xie Que passed through the portal of chaos, he felt a slight sense of temporal dislocation. The scene before him suddenly changed.

He stood on an extremely wide, spotless street.

As far as Xie Que could see, there were towering skyscrapers that reached into the clouds, with extremely streamlined and futuristic designs, their surfaces covered with huge holographic screens that flashed and changed neon advertisements.

The air traffic is busy, with countless oddly shaped aircraft shuttling back and forth at high speed and silently along the invisible air routes.

The light was bright but not glaring, and its source was unknown, as if the entire city had its own soft light source.

Pedestrians wore simple yet uniquely made clothing, walked hurriedly, and had indifferent or stereotypical smiles.

Huge holographic projections hang in the sky above the city, displaying abstract geometric patterns or incomprehensible slogans.

Everything exudes an aura of highly advanced technological civilization!

There are no natural landscapes, no ancient buildings, no obvious spiritual energy fluctuations here, only cold metal, highly efficient energy, and an orderly "perfection".

Xie Que immediately and habitually sensed the laws of heaven and earth and his own power.
But at this moment, he discovered that his connection with the Three Thousand Great Daos had been completely severed and blocked!

It was as if there was an invisible, absolute barrier that separated him from the source of all laws in the outside world.

He was unable to mobilize any power of heaven and earth, and could not perceive space, time, the five elements, yin and yang...

All known rules have "disappeared" here, or rather, have been replaced by a completely unfamiliar set of rules.

What shocked him even more was that his martial will and blood energy, which had been tempered through countless tribulations, had also fallen into an unprecedented state of "silence"!
These things didn't disappear; he could clearly feel their presence within his body.

It was as if it were shackled with heavy chains, suppressed and isolated by an invisible force, making its operation extremely sluggish and weak.

Xie Que felt as if he had stepped into another world where there were no extraordinary beings!

Xie Que instantly went into a state of high alert.
He felt like an unarmed mortal who had suddenly been thrown into the deep sea.

He immediately concealed all his presence, making himself look like an ordinary "citizen of the future city," while his brain worked at lightning speed, analyzing the environment and searching for clues.

Xie Que subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky occupied by countless aircraft and holographic projections, trying to find the source or flaw of this strange rule.

The scene before us was breathtakingly "perfect," futuristic, and highly efficient.

But Xie Que felt an extremely strong sense of unease and falsehood.

This “perfection” appears so deliberate, so cold, so lacking in the vitality and spirituality of the “Tao,” like a gigantic, intricate model.

However, no matter how hard he concentrated and used his remaining, faint senses, he could not pinpoint the source of anything "wrong".

The sky is the sky, the city is the city, and the rules are the rules.

This feeling of unease, yet lack of evidence, is more unsettling than a clearly identified enemy.

He felt as if he were trapped in a flawless cage, a cage specifically built for him! (End of Chapter)