A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 705 Perfect Creation
Xiong Mo sighed softly and released the [Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation] from his hand.

“We are all ‘half a Dao Fruit,’ and my ‘half’ is even more complete than yours. Why can’t I maintain the balance of the cycle and sustain it forever?”

"Is it because Senior Brother Lingbao has already attained the Dao Fruit, enabling various logical bugs within the [Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation] to run concurrently without affecting each other?"

Or.
To perfect the cycle within the [Gray Fog Space] and ensure its eternal continuation, one must attain "transcendence."
If one cannot "transcend" without proof, then it is impossible for the cycle in the [gray fog space] to continue eternally.
"If it's true, then it's a big problem for me."

"It seems that this is a vicious cycle, a vicious cycle that can never be broken."

As he pondered, Xiong Mo's expression shifted.

For Him, the Gray Fog Space is Himself, and Himself is the Gray Fog Space; the two are one. Perfecting the cycle within the Gray Fog Space is a prerequisite for true "transcendence."

"Therefore, if I want to 'transcend', I cannot rely on the known 'internal circulation' alone; I also need external forces to assist me."

Having figured this out, Xiong Mo's brows relaxed slightly, but then furrowed again instantly.

Currently, His power in the "Covering the Sky World" has reached its peak. Although there is indeed a higher realm than the Sacrifice Path, due to the special nature of that realm "above the Sacrifice Path", He has no room for any qualitative change.

Even if one tries every means to hijack the "world" and rely on the accumulation of years, at most one can only approach the "half-step sacrificial path" level, and it is impossible to even reach that level.

Xiong Mo really wanted to try sacrificing everything to prove "above the path of sacrifice". He dared to try, and the [Gray Mist Space] dared to disappear.

"Apart from the three Heavenly Emperors, probably no one can truly reach the Sacrificial Path."

Xiong Mo sighed again, looked at the [Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation] floating beside him, which was pretending to be dead, and shook his head.

"No wonder I wasn't urged to return to the 'First World' after I attained the Dao of Sacrifice. So that's why."

"Among so many 'worlds,' the only opportunity I have to obtain to transcend is to go back and inherit the position of the 'Three Pure Ones,' and then, through planning, intercept the power of the epochal cycle to attain the Dao fruit."

"A blatant conspiracy!"

However, in the current "One World," the Three Pure Ones are no longer here!

The three symbolic realms of the afterlife—"the cause of all effects," "the foundation of existence," and "the end of all things"—are all absent!
Even with the power of sacrifice, He found it extremely difficult to escape the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore in such a harsh environment.

Xiong Mo rubbed his worried face and picked up the wisp of primordial karma that Yuanshi Tianzun had thrown in. "It's difficult, but we have to do it. Otherwise, after a long time, the will of the plateau might suddenly discover that the quality of the Great Sacrifice has declined significantly, and thus fully awaken, which would be dangerous."

He raised his hand, and the Dao pattern symbolizing "One World" immediately manifested, adhering to the mist within the [Gray Mist Space], twisting into a gray ring, and finally coalescing into a portal.

"squeak"

Xiong Mo gently pushed the door with his left hand, emitting a strange sound like a wooden door opening.

[Preparing to travel through time.]
Current World: Shrouding the Heavens World

Crossing Worlds: One World

[The timelines of the two worlds are virtually aligning.]

[Cause and effect exist, the beacon remains.]

[Method of travel: Original consciousness (carrying the power of the sacrificial path)]

Holding the Creation Cause and Effect, Xiong Mo stepped forward and entered.

In an instant, streaks of light flickered from beside his conscious mind, and a scene that could not be described by any words—"emptiness," "nothingness," "dream"—was reflected before Xiong Mo's eyes.

This is the "Tao," exactly the same as the scenery seen when looking "outside" from the depths of eternal silence, even the subtle sensations that are indescribable, inexplicable, unobservable, and unmemorable are completely identical.

Now, Xiong Mo can clearly sense that his true self is protected by the power of the [Gray Mist Space] and the Sacrifice Dao Realm, like a protective barrier that diminishes the influence of the "Dao" on him, constantly monitors his state, and categorizes all sorts of messy and unknown insights bit by bit, erasing them all when he can no longer bear them.

Protected by the essence of the [Gray Fog Space], it can maintain its "time perception" based on itself as a guiding principle, and can clearly perceive the loss of every bit of energy based on itself as a guiding principle, as well as the erosion of the essence of the [Gray Fog Space] and the power of the sacrificial path by the "Tao".

At the same time, He could also sense His own "existence" within this protective barrier, moving through the "Tao" according to a special instinct, making a special "movement" from one "area" to another.

Looking at the magnificent spectacle before him, Xiong Mo activated a wisp of sacrificial power carried by his primordial consciousness, extending it beyond the protective barrier. After a few breaths, it vanished without a trace, turning into a dreamlike illusion.

He nodded slightly, attempting to summarize the nature of things, “There is no concept or logic of time here, nor of space or any other concepts or logic. All these things are attributed to the ‘Tao’.”

"Everything is transforming into the 'Dao'. And the sacrificial Dao power I cultivated in the 'Covering the Sky World' can resist it, although not much."

Xiong Mo shifted his gaze slightly, looking at the protective barrier that had twisted into tangled lines. He sensed the structure, composed of the essence of the [Gray Mist Space], whose logical loop was gradually on the verge of collapse, and his eyes revealed his understanding.

"Compared to the sacrificial power I've cultivated, the essence of my '70% complete Dao Fruit' is much more resilient."

Suddenly, Xiong Mo's ego felt a slight stinging sensation, and even the distorted protective barrier could not be calmed down. The whole body showed signs of transforming into the "Dao".

[Warning: Your ego's capacity is nearing its limit; you have reached a dangerous warning line.]

[Countdown to the erasure of insights: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2]

[Note: Load has eased and decreased; the removal operation has been cancelled.]

"About to arrive"

Following his instincts, Xiong Mo looked in a certain direction.

There exists a faint trace of "primordial chaos," which already possesses some legal information of a "world in one lifetime."

He looked tired and rubbed his temples.

"No wonder I couldn't see the general 'process' clearly during the time travel before. It turns out that it requires power at a level close to that of the Dao to resist the transformation of the 'Dao' and the information that carries the 'Dao' through the protective barrier."

After fully stepping into the "primordial chaos" of the "world of one lifetime," a faint ray of light flowed from the id consciousness, radiating a brilliant glow, making the entire id consciousness more "compact," and undergoing a microscopic "shrinking" according to its own logic of being able to cycle independently.

Xiong Mo was pleasantly surprised, "My comprehension has improved!"

"Moreover, it's an enhancement based on the ritualistic path!"

"Seeing the roughly complete 'time travel process' can actually improve one's comprehension?"

Soon, the [Gray Mist Space] analyzed the cause and presented it with a series of panel messages. [Fragments of information perfectly carrying the "Tao" are filling in their own logic.]

[Hint: The limits of self-awareness have been reached]

[Note: This information fragment has been aggregated into relevant realm characteristics through the underlying rules and logic of the "One World"]

[Similar sacrificial remnants detected: Unidentified]

This remnant has automatically aligned with the underlying rules and logic of the "One World" system.

【██ Realm Characteristics:】
1. Unnameable

2. Unknowable

describe:???】

"Ok?"

"Why do the remnants I brought back after performing the ritual in the 'Wilderness World' spontaneously resonate with the 'First World'?"

"Something seems off."

As Xiong Mo watched the approaching Sea of ​​Bitterness, he suddenly looked at the cause and effect that Yuanshi Tianzun had sent to the [Gray Mist Space], and the illusory Dao Fruit of the Dao of Cause and Effect that manifested within it, and his lips twitched.

"An arrangement that started from the 'primordial world'?"

"So that's why I was 'guided' into the 'wild world'! Now I understand!"

"If I had been told there would be this surprise gift package, I wouldn't have been so resistant."

As Xiong Mo gazed at the Bitter Sea so close at hand, the heaviness in his heart dissipated, replaced by a sense of ease and comfort.

He no longer needs to worry about how to attain the other shore in the "one world" without the Three Pure Ones.
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[Real World], Nanshan.

Inside a small Taoist temple atop a mountain, a Taoist priest, who had been sitting cross-legged, awoke from his meditation. Strands of Taoist light, bearing traces of fragmentation, flowed from his eyes. The power of creation and the illusory Great Dao emanating from his body rapidly ascended and reached perfection.

Xiong Mo successively took out the Nanshan Pagoda, which exuded a carefree artistic conception, a World Tree Seed that contained immense vitality, and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation that emerged from the Gray Mist Space and floated beside him.

He exhaled a breath of fresh air. "So it was all planned out in advance. No wonder you are born from the other shore. Your skill in planning is something I am still far from achieving."

Name: Xiong Mo (First Incarnation)
Honorific title: Xuanjun/Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun
System: One-Life Law
Cultivation Techniques: *Wuji Seal*, *Tao Te Ching*, *Zhu Xian Sword Formation*, *Seven Chapters Secret Scripture of the Mysterious Lord* / *The Mysterious Lord of Floating Life Speaks of the Myriad Transformations of the Original Self Scripture* / *Mysterious Yellow Scripture*

Realm: Creation (Perfection; the ego consciousness contains a wisp of sacrificial power, which is recovering)

Characteristics: Features of the other shore (almost complete), ██ features (unnameable, unknowable)

Path: Dreamlike (Illusory Path, Perfect Creation)

Lingbao: Nanshan Pagoda (Peerless Creation, Perfect Creation)

Treasure: Seed of the World Tree (Other Shore, the oldest; True Name: Jianmu Dao Seed)

Xiong Mo glanced at the current panel information, stood up, and raised his gaze to the heights, casting it upon the entire [Real World] through the omnipresent "laws" and "principles" concerning "dream".

In an instant, Zhongshan, Tianchi, Jiuzhou, and the desolate sea-like region all came into his sight. Even the Pure Land, where a great supernatural being with perfected creation was stationed, could not stop his gaze filled with a sense of probing.

"They are all using the Pure Land of Creation level to suppress the positions of the [Real World], stabilize the flow of earth, water, wind, and fire between heaven and earth, and extend the existence of this era as much as possible."

"Realizing that the 'Three Pure Ones' are no longer here, and that there will certainly be no next era, they begin to actively maintain the current state of the [Real World], while simultaneously seeking time to escape the sea of ​​suffering and attain the other shore?"

Xiong Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a smile.

"Then, I will lend you all a hand."

With a flick of his sleeves, the Dreamlike Great Dao, already perfected in creation, rose from within [Nanshan] and manifested throughout the entire [Real World]. Resonating with all the Daos, it gave rise to one after another illusory Great Dao, also perfected in creation and nearly real, suppressing all things.

In an instant, a heavy sense of stability reappeared within the Realm of Truth, causing the entire world to tremble slightly, and golden flowers of merit fell upon Mount Nan.

"The Moral Celestial Master has returned?!"

"No, this feeling seems a little different. Such 'stability' seems to be merely superficial, not transcending the nature of creation."

"The golden light of merit condensed into golden flowers and fell on [Nanshan]. It is the Mysterious Lord, whose creation is perfect, and who used the 'Way of Dreams' to reflect all other illusory Great Daos, achieving an effect similar to that of the Moral Celestial Venerable in the world!"

"."

One by one, powerful beings who used their own pure lands to suppress the Realm of Truth and cultivated within it looked towards Nanshan with varying expressions and attitudes.

However, without exception, these powerful individuals all showed some degree of apprehension.

The immortality that even a master with profound supernatural powers could not erase by using their abilities to shake the river of time, rewind history, and slightly alter the past was so shocking that it remains unforgettable to this day.

Moreover, that was when the legend reached its peak; now that he has personally witnessed the perfection of creation, his strange immortality is undoubtedly even more powerful.
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Above Tianchi Lake.

The Golden Emperor sat on a throne inscribed with "The Way of Gold," looking towards [South Mountain], stretching out his delicate hand and calculating with his fingers.

His expression was strange, filled with confusion. "Why is it that my chance to attain the other shore seems to lie with Xuanjun?"

After a moment of contemplation, a faint yet extremely pure essence of "End of Calamity" extended from within his body. With the help of the power of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, it probed into a fragment of cosmic light, awakening a part of himself and leading him to the summit of a desolate mountain called "Golden Turtle," where he reached out to the ancient longsword standing there.

"Qiang!"

A wisp of Shangqing Dao light splashed out, evolving into a terrifying sword light that directly annihilated the other self that the Golden Emperor had just awakened. Following the cause and effect, it traveled all the way to the Heavenly Pool of the Realm, blooming within the eyes filled with "golden nature".

"cough"

A wisp of sword light imbued with the essence of the Shangqing Dao sliced ​​across the Golden Emperor's arm, crushing it to dust. At the severed arm and the source of his body, it carried with it strands of terrifying killing intent, like mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

At the same time, the ancient longsword in this fragment of cosmic light turned into an illusion, no longer possessing a real form, like a fleeting dream.

(End of this chapter)