A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 731 The Immortal and Indestructible Consciousness

Zhou Mingrui felt that his thoughts had never been so clear, never so transparent.

The myriad worlds were projected out, and countless laws were clearly displayed inside this Dao Palace. Each law of heaven and earth that could be listed separately was categorized, forming one vast "law world" after another.

These "worlds of laws" overlap, intersect, and collide with each other, yet each has a very clear distinction between them, subtly reflecting a certain part of the "Tao".

With just a glance, one can discover the part among the myriad paths that resonates with oneself, and find the illusory path that serves as the foundation for one's cultivation.

Through continuous observation and guided by the subtle sounds of the Dao, Zhou Mingrui gained a leap in understanding of the knowledge contained within the "world of laws," and gradually developed his own unique understanding of the corresponding concepts and logic.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, yet it also seemed to be flowing rapidly.

Only when a sense of perfect harmony, a sense of flawlessness, a sense of reaching the end blocked his way did Zhou Mingrui quietly come back to his senses and realize that he had transformed into countless principles, merging into the projected myriad worlds, and all phenomena were "me".

The slightest tremor of the Spirit Insect is a magnificent dream; the gentle sway of the Star Insect is a child's fantasy; the stillness of the Time Insect reveals that everything it sees, hears, and perceives is absolutely real.

A hazy light appeared in Zhou Mingrui's eyes. Instinctively, he reached out and seized a corner of the myriad realms, whether past or future. The laws of all phenomena were now in his palm, and there were no more secrets about the things he had come to know.

The past is the present, and the future is also the present; the long passage of time rises and falls before our eyes.

At this moment, looking down at "oneself" and beyond Shaoxian Mountain, all the so-called curiosity, so-called ill will, so-called malice, so-called scheming, and so-called conspiracy have become plain to see.

Located at the "current time point," following the flow of the river of time, going back three seconds, at the time when all the heavens and myriad worlds were created, He saw a long banner of chaos, swaying with the chaotic energy, severing everything from the previous era, making all the past empty.

Looking towards the future from the "present point in time," along the flow of the river of time, skipping over endless causal entanglements, and reaching the end of this era, is an endless catastrophe, a void and emptiness intertwined, without the myriad realms, without the next era, and without the "future" in the literal sense.

"Pink. Pink"

A crisp sound of breaking rang in Zhou Mingrui's ears, and the haze in his pupils, the silent bewilderment, gradually disappeared.

At the same time, this "omniscience and omnipotence" at the level of all heavens and myriad worlds began to fall madly, sinking straight into an extremely bitter boundless ocean, with only a small boat called "fortune and misfortune" remaining to carry it, struggling to sail through the storm.

Zhou Mingrui was unable to calm down. He murmured to himself, "That was the perspective of the will of the other shore, the perspective of the current Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable as he looks at all the heavens and myriad worlds?"

Previously, jumping from "Lord of Mysteries" to Great Creator of Creation was merely a sudden addition of a "dimensional" perspective called the Sea of ​​Bitterness for Him, who already possessed the characteristics of the Other Shore. There were not many disruptive changes, and He could fully accept and completely control His own state within seconds.

However, the journey from creation to the other shore is entirely different.

Even possessing some characteristics of the Other Shore, even having now cultivated the illusory path called "Fortune and Misfortune" to the perfection of the Creation Realm, and using the power of the [Nine Netherworld] to become a pseudo Other Shore.

If He had not just been experiencing this from the perspective of the "Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable," He would have found it hard to imagine that the true being of the other shore viewed all the heavens and myriad realms, and all living beings, from such an "omniscient and omnipotent" perspective.

Zhou Mingrui silently savored his insights and sighed inwardly, "Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable is teaching me step by step, telling me what kind of existence the Other Shore is, and what mysteries this realm called the Other Shore holds."

After a brief summary, He murmured to himself, "After escaping the sea of ​​suffering, to have a greater chance of reaching the other shore, one must understand what the other shore is like when one is in the realm of creation. Or rather, only by having a profound understanding and knowledge of the other shore can a great master of creation possibly reach the other shore."

"No wonder so many powerful beings with great abilities want to become pseudo-other shores in the Nine Heavens or the Nine Netherworlds after they reach the pinnacle of their cultivation."

"This is not only an increase in power, but also a study, a cognition, and an understanding of the other shore realm."

However, Zhou Mingrui recalled the illusion he had seen when the myriad worlds of this era were opened up, and the blank space he had seen at the end of the era, which was not far from today. He felt a shadow loom over the depths of his heart.

"This is why the great creators of this era cannot reach the other side through normal means."

"The past eras have been severed, all of them are false, like the moon in the water, untouchable. After the end of the future era, the final catastrophe will never end, it will be an endless void, where nothing remains."

Zhou Mingrui turned around and glanced at his "classmates" behind him. Without exception, they were all pale-faced and still feeling lingering fear.

Indeed, knowing that everything in the past eras is empty, on the path to enlightenment, one cannot rely on one's own "existence years" to trace back to an even more ancient era and thus borrow strength from one's past "self." In the process of enlightenment, one may become exhausted.

Furthermore, after the end of this era, seeing a blank space where there is no future, even if one proves the four otherworldly phenomena and arrives at the end of the path to enlightenment, the inevitable fall is something no one can bear.

"From the perspective of the other shore, the 'future self' is the 'present self,' and the 'past self' is also the 'present self.' Now that the 'future' is gone, the 'future self' is also naturally gone, so the path of the 'present self' will be cut off, and thus, when attaining enlightenment on the other shore, one will perish in the final calamity."

"The only hope for a truly hopeless future is for the Celestial Venerable Xuanhuang to truly land on the shore, create the myriad worlds in the 'future,' and usher in a new era, so that the 'future self' will have a 'place' to 'land.' Only then will many great beings of creation have a glimmer of hope to reach the other shore."

Zhou Mingrui shook his head and sighed silently.

However, He suddenly noticed that His "deskmate" on the right did not seem to have changed much in expression, nor had He been distracted in the "class." He remained as serious and focused as ever, as if he was taking this opportunity to try to grasp more of the illusory Dao and enhance his own foundation.

His gaze sharpened slightly, and a hint of understanding flashed in Zhou Mingrui's eyes.

"This is the last remaining great master of creation among the human race, who became the 'True Warrior' of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable. As this Heavenly Venerable's attendant, He indeed does not need to worry too much about the future. Even if there is no new era in the future, He can continue to survive in the treasures of the other shore."

Suddenly, Zhou Mingrui's thoughts drifted, and he paused for a moment, "Wait a minute, I should be considered human too, even though I came from a fragment of cosmic light, and my current body is somewhat peculiar, appearing a little indescribable."

"Therefore, the human race currently has two great supernatural beings at the level of perfect creation. Moreover, one is in the [Nine Heavens Realm] and the other is in the [Nine Netherworld Realm]. Both of them can be used to become pseudo-other shore great supernatural beings."

"There aren't many races with two Great Divine Powers at the Perfect Creation level. The human race seems to be getting stronger and stronger. Is this also what the Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable wants?"

"Is this some kind of arrangement for the new era after the creation of all the heavens and myriad worlds in the future?" Zhou Mingrui couldn't come up with any answer, but his gaze unconsciously drifted to the Great Divine Power of Creation to the right of "True Martial".

This being of great supernatural power held a string of 108 Bodhi seeds, which was a symbol of unparalleled creation. He was clasping his hands together, constantly fiddling with it, while silently chanting something.

Looking up, this fellow Daoist appeared unusually robust, like a Buddha sitting on a meditation cushion.

Zhou Mingrui was startled by his own thoughts. The more he looked at this fellow Daoist, the more he resembled the Buddha in his memory. The expression on his face was so captivating.

The slight difference is that this fellow practitioner holding a Bodhi seed is not wearing a kasaya, has not shaved his head, and has no ordination scars on his head.

This fellow Daoist of the same realm was also silently comprehending something, but there was not a trace of fluctuation of the laws of heaven and earth on his body, only strands of golden light flashing on his body from time to time.

Zhou Mingrui felt as if an infinite force, driven by unparalleled perseverance, was propelling something unknown forward.

"Is this what the Celestial Venerable Xuanhuang meant by 'heretical paths' that only cultivate oneself?"

"Is this fellow practitioner, who resembles the Buddha, attempting to emulate the way of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable and become the Weak Other Shore?"

"The principles governing Him are 'annihilation' and 'Nirvana.' He is using the power of these two great paths to continuously increase the power of his own body, thus transforming in another subtle way?"

"No, this doesn't seem like an ordinary transformation; it's a true nirvana, a nirvana of seeking life from death!"

As soon as Zhou Mingrui's thought arose, a dazzling golden light began to rise from the Buddha-like being, soaring straight to the top of the Zixiao Palace. The phantom of the river of time and destiny also appeared around him, swirling in a ring.

In an instant, all those who had taken advantage of the fact that the projection of the myriad worlds had not yet dissipated, and who had been trying to comprehend more of the illusory Great Dao, and to cultivate themselves in seclusion in an attempt to perfect their own otherworldly characteristics, all turned their gaze to the third futon in the first row.

"Bang bang. bang."

The vibrations of the Dao reverberated, and cracks appeared on the golden body that shimmered with golden light. No matter how the two illusory Daos at the perfect level of creation operated, they could not repair it.

In an instant, the life force of this powerful being holding the Bodhi seed plummeted, becoming extremely weak, and finally, even the slightest trace of life disappeared.

In just three breaths, a great master who had comprehended two perfected creation levels perished on his own, under the gazes of three thousand different beings.

An ancient being of great creative power murmured, "He is dead?"

But then, his Daoist companion beside him retorted, "No, this is not death, but an attempt to be reborn in a special way."

"However, at the time of Nirvana, He encountered some problems that were difficult to solve and required a lot of time."

The Golden Emperor's gaze was unwavering as he looked at the ancient being holding the Bodhi seed, then glanced at the figure on the futon at the very front, the Celestial Venerable whose form was now indistinct.

The Golden Emperor felt a sense of solemnity. "This is a gamble. In the Purple Cloud Palace, before the Heavenly Venerable, I'm attempting to become the Weak Other Shore."

"I'm betting that I can successfully undergo Nirvana by taking advantage of the unique environment in Zixiao Palace, sacrificing the two illusory Great Daos, transforming my body, and successfully proving myself to the other shore of the heretical path, becoming a weak other shore like the Heavenly Venerable."

"Even if I fail to transform myself and become a heretic, the Heavenly Venerable will still intervene to rewind time in the Purple Cloud Palace, pull me out of the past, and tamper with the river of time, considering that I have inherited part of the Dao lineage."

Now that this golden body, which appears to be completely lifeless, is quietly resting on the futon, will the Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable intervene to turn back time?
Second by second, year after year, for a hundred thousand years, the Celestial Venerable Xuanhuang remained seated on his futon, without the slightest movement or intention to rewind time.

This weak other shore seems to be merely maintaining the projection of all the heavens and myriad worlds, displaying vast and mighty great paths and embodying the laws of heaven and earth for three thousand great supernatural beings who have paid the price of enlightenment and achieved perfect creation.

The Fire Emperor raised his head, looking at the tranquil Purple Cloud Palace, and sighed inwardly, "Even the successor who inherited part of his own lineage wouldn't turn back time to revive him?"

"This is somewhat similar in temperament to those three Celestial Venerables of the Other Shore who have vanished into the myriad realms."

However, the Fire Emperor's brows furrowed slightly as if he had thought of something.

He sensed the shattered golden body not far away, looking at the lifeless "corpse," and calculated, speculated, and deduced in another way. All the results pointed to this ancient creation being, which had completely perished and no longer existed.

"Is it really not that the Celestial Venerable has other plans for Him?"

"He has truly perished completely, and there is not even a single projection of himself belonging to Him in all the heavens and myriad realms?"

"The deduction results are like this, but... I feel like something seems off in some places?"
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On the long river of time and destiny.

A diagram slowly unfolds, within which countless laws of destruction, countless collapsing heavens and earth, and countless realities and illusions that are entering a void are all evolving.

In this "world" where the true meaning of the final tribulation is fully revealed, a broken consciousness is struggling, using the power of "Nirvana" and "annihilation" to fight against countless absent ends.

Countless times, He was on the verge of collapse, but He persevered and created possibility from impossibility, and gathered a sliver of hope from despair, and fought to survive.

Gradually, the powers of "Nirvana" and "Extinction" completely dissolved within the array and ceased to exist in the world.

However, His own consciousness withstood the collapse of the true meaning of the final tribulation, remaining immortal and indestructible!

(End of this chapter)