A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 740 The Oldest

Amitabha Buddha's gaze sharpened as He sensed that all the heavens and myriad realms had regained their "truth" and "completeness".

This is the kind of "authenticity" and "completeness" that only the three beings from the afterlife could possess.

He clasped his hands together, chanted Buddhist mantras, and the clear halo behind his head seemed to materialize.

In the hazy mist, the thin and delicate wheel gradually thickened, and the two illusory Daos surrounding it merged into it, transforming into two illusory Dao fruits: "Nirvana" and "Extinction".

By leveraging the reality opened up by the Dao Venerable, He, like the Dao Venerable, before truly reaching the other shore, elevated the Great Dao He cultivated to a certain aspect of the "Dao," transforming it into an illusory Dao fruit.

At the same time, with the feedback from the two illusory Dao Fruits, the other shore characteristics of "returning to the past" and "possessing the future" on his body began to approach perfection.

Looking out over the long river of time and destiny, Amitabha Buddha saw a figure in a new era, creating heaven and earth, defining the earth, water, wind and fire, and suppressing all things.

The fifth type of vision from the other shore: "Seeing the Primordial Beginning".

After the first, second, and third seconds of the new era appeared, the sapling of the Jianmu tree was already swaying in the nine heavens, scattering endless radiance, supporting all the heavens and myriad worlds, and constructing the continuation of the era.

The sixth type of vision from the other side: "Recreating the Era".

Gazing upon the various aspects of the future Daoist master, Amitabha Buddha seemed to have gained some enlightenment.

The light in His eyes gradually dimmed, and His aura became increasingly ordinary, as if every breath, every moment, every instant was in annihilation, in nirvana.

The subtle Buddhist aura emanating from him, through the cycle of birth and death, became perfect and flawless.

"Emptiness is not emptiness, true self is not self, all phenomena are impermanent, subject to arising and ceasing; arising and ceasing cease, and Nirvana is bliss."

"I see."

In Amitabha Buddha's eyes, the vast and turbid sea of ​​suffering in all the heavens and myriad realms gradually became clear and bright. All calamities and sufferings vanished into nothingness, and strands of Buddhist principles, verses of Buddhist teachings, and Buddhist chants all turned into immeasurable light.

As the law and reason resound, as the future and the past extend, as history and the tradition intertwine and overlap, His figure follows the traces left by the Dao Venerable, moving in sync. His footprints cover the Nine Heavens and extend to the Nine Netherworlds. In the Realm of Truth and countless fragments of cosmic light, there are immeasurable, faint reflections.

At the highest and deepest point of the structure of all the heavens and myriad realms, His figure is clearly visible. In every possible future era and every ancient and vicissitude of the past, there is "His," and he is also "His present self," as if connected by a line on the long river of time and destiny.

"Where you are, that is the other shore!"

At this moment, the two illusory fruits of enlightenment within the clear halo that appeared behind Amitabha Buddha's head merged with each other, adding other endless Buddhist principles, and thus forming the prototype of the fruits of enlightenment.

The very first second of the most ancient and ancient era.

Following the faint traces left by the Daoist master, Amitabha Buddha looked at the "time barrier" so close at hand, clasped his hands together, and smiled.

In this nearby place, a ray of brilliant light, like a dreamlike flower, was silently blooming, and the flow of time began from there.

A figure, seemingly a composite of many things, stood here beside the source of time, smiling as it watched His arrival.

The kind-hearted monk put the Bodhi seed in his hand around his neck, put his hands together in prayer, and bowed to the figure.

"Amitabha Buddha, greetings to the Venerable Daoist."
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The current point in time across all realms and universes.

All those with great supernatural powers, regardless of whether they possessed pseudo-otherworldly power, sensed the changes happening in the darkness.

Although they did not see the fifth type of otherworldly phenomenon, nor the sixth type, the fourth type of otherworldly phenomenon had already been generated. Amitabha Buddha also took a step and attempted to ascend to the highest point of the structure of all heavens and myriad realms. This is sufficient to serve as evidence that the Dao Venerable successfully attained enlightenment.

"If the Daoist Master succeeds, then Amitabha Buddha has no chance of failing either. It's our turn to wait!"

An ancient being of perfect creation roared loudly, immediately fleeing from the place of near-the-path, shedding the heavy traces of time, rising from the heavens with auspicious clouds, sublimating its own Great Dao, condensing a half-formed illusory Dao fruit, and under the guiding power of the "Dao", breaking free from the sea of ​​suffering, attempting to reach the shore.

The ancient creations such as the Golden Emperor, the Fire Emperor, and the Great Osprey did not hesitate at all. They stepped out of the place of near-path, raised their own auspicious clouds, gradually condensed the illusory Dao fruit, and broke free from the sea of ​​suffering.

Within the Nanshan Mountains, Zhou Mingrui and Jian Keng simultaneously raised their own mysterious clouds of fortune and misfortune and clouds of harmony and cooking, ascending to the highest point of all the heavens and myriad realms at a speed no less than that of other ancient creations.

Having recently perfected his own illusory Dao, the young cultivator, with a ferocious look in his eyes, risked an extremely slim chance to unleash his own auspicious cloud, sublimating his illusory Dao and shaping his own semi-formed illusory Dao fruit, launching an assault towards the other shore.

Even some powerful beings who were still some distance from achieving perfect creation began to consume special creation items to forcibly perfect their own realm, forcibly elevate their own illusory Dao, and condense a half-formed illusory Dao Fruit, closely following behind many who had achieved perfect creation.

The three beings who were born to reach the other shore have vanished without a trace. The Daoist Venerable is stabilizing the newly opened myriad worlds in the future. The Buddha is still in the process of proving the Dao and reaching the other shore. All the Dharma principles and understanding of the other shore that he lacked can be completely made up within the [Zixiao Palace].

This is the best time to attain enlightenment and reach the other shore; it has never happened before, and the chance of it happening again in the future is almost zero!
In an instant, more than three thousand vast fluctuations shook the Realm, shaking countless fragments of cosmic light that were constantly approaching destruction, and causing layers upon layers of the first type of anomaly to rise in all the heavens and myriad worlds, turning countless heavens and earth into darkness, losing black and white.

However, soon, streaks of blood rained down on all sides of the world, carrying a bloody aura that connected with layers of terrifying calamity energy and stirred up immeasurable malevolent energy.

"The failure of those with great supernatural powers to attain enlightenment has resulted in numerous deaths and strange phenomena, rapidly pushing the remaining time of the world toward its final calamity."

Xiong Mo, whose face was slightly pale, looked at the myriad worlds at this point in time and pointed to [Nanshan].

In an instant, a ray of golden light pierced the sky, manifesting a vast pagoda surrounded by countless merits and virtues, exuding a power that could shake time and destiny, and transforming into a huge creature that shimmered with starlight, resembling both a whale and a roc.

With a gentle sway of its wings, this colossal creature traversed the Realm of Truth. With a flick of its tail, countless fragments of cosmic light flashed beneath it. One could vaguely see that beings unable to face the end of the era were all contained within it, gathered on its body, generating immeasurable faith that combined with the principles of the other shore, elevating their essence.

The winds of destruction, the calamities of the end times, and all kinds of invisible and intangible killing intent can no longer erode Him, and before breaking through His protective power, they cannot threaten the living beings He carries.

"Is this pagoda, imbued with profound and mysterious merit, and the divine weapon possessing the power of the other shore, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng?"

"Compassion. Compassion." Amitabha Buddha stood at the very first second after the beginning of the first era, looking from the past to the present, gazing at all beings struggling in destruction, and a trace of compassion welled up in the ocean of his heart.

He intervened as well.

As the robes fluttered, a golden boat engraved with various lotus flowers flowed from the past to the present in the long river of time. One by one, those beings who met Him and had a karmic connection with the Buddha were rescued and taken away from the fragments of cosmic light that were causing calamities. In the Buddha's light on the other shore, they traveled through the final tribulation and sailed towards a future full of vitality.

Unfortunately, even with the Buddha's personal intervention—whose cultivation and power are currently closest to that of the Dao Venerable—he could only save a small portion of the beings in all the heavens and myriad realms.

The power of the end of the era was too terrifying. Even though its power was diluted by the myriad worlds of the "future", and even though the Dao Venerable who was stabilizing the myriad worlds of the new era was controlling it through symbolic means, it was still so vast.

If an ordinary person from the Other Shore with only a illusory Dao Fruit were to try to block the power of the final tribulation, they would suffer a heavy loss, be seriously injured, or even be in danger of dying.

"Rumble"

The four seas of the Real World collapsed, as if a void had been created. In the wild and desolate areas such as the Southern Wilderness and the Western Regions, the veins of the earth broke, the vast mountains collapsed, and the once fertile land turned to ashes. The dark clouds in the sky were like blood, and streaks of dark lightning tore through time and space, like a final lament.

The brilliance of the blazing sun, the cold moon, and the countless stars successively pierced the darkness formed by the otherworldly phenomena. They carried brilliance, tore into fragments, and crashed into the Real World.

Some were merely residual phenomena from failed attempts to attain perfect enlightenment and reach the other shore, while others were real and tangible matter and energy that caused the ancient star fields, celestial realms, and pure lands to collapse simultaneously.

Countless legendary powerful beings and those with extraordinary abilities have found themselves with nowhere to turn but to escape into the Nine Heavens and the Nine Netherworlds, seek out the Buddha's golden boat, or board the back of the Kunpeng to seek protection from the power of the other shore.

Time passed second by second, and as the darkness faded, all the heavens and myriad realms entered a state of complete collapse.

The basic unit of abstract ideas and thoughts, called "concept," has been fragmented. The fundamental validity and consistency of logic, which relates to reasoning and thought processes, have been severely disrupted. Even things that are absolutely abstract and can only be expressed mathematically have experienced terrifying disturbances and silence.

The final calamity has truly arrived.

Time becomes blurred, difficult to trace back, and hard to distinguish between past, present, and future, all existing in the same stage.

The laws of heaven and earth are like tangled yarn, a mess that cannot be straightened or distinguished. They can only be allowed to transform into a chaotic void devoid of logic and order, settling into absolute emptiness, true "nothingness".

Inside the [Nine Heaven Realm].

A powerful cultivator who had attained the perfect realm of cultivation thanks to the blessing of the nearby Dao site muttered to himself with a look of astonishment, "This final calamity is exceptionally terrifying. I have experienced the destruction of the myriad realms six times, but none of them were as terrifying as this."

The goddess, surrounded by the divine radiance of the moon, sighed with a hint of melancholy, "Indeed, the end of previous eras has always been gradual, starting with the dissipation of the initial spiritual energy, then the gradual demise of the stars, and finally the [Real World] unable to withstand the onslaught, until it completely evaporates."

"The collapse of the myriad realms in the past was never as violent, explosive, or destructive as it is now. Even the timing and process of its occurrence are hundreds or even thousands of times different from the predictions of the heavens."

The Taoist priest, whose hair was tied up with a wooden fork and who exuded a faint starlight and the scent of grass and trees, spoke up, "This matter concerns the attainment of the other shore of enlightenment, and the fact that so many people have achieved perfect fortune and are breaking free from the sea of ​​suffering together to impact the end of this era on the other shore is almost unpredictable."

"Because we do not know how many opportunities will lead to success in attaining enlightenment, and how many opportunities will result in martyrs on the path to enlightenment."

"Based on the failures of the Water Emperor and the Wood Emperor to attain enlightenment, it can be inferred that as long as the attainment of enlightenment at the peak of creation fails, it will have an unknown impact on the overall structure of all the heavens and myriad realms, to a greater or lesser extent."

The Taoist priest looked at the impending calamity that had already swept through the Nine Heavens and was being resisted by the combined forces of the Heavenly Will and numerous beings at the pinnacle of creation, and shook his head slightly.

Although He is not powerful, and even after being empowered by the power of the near-path in the [Nine Heavens Realm], He has not yet attained the power of perfect creation, He is proficient in various divination and deduction methods. With a simple calculation, He can now deduce that the "ferry for crossing the world" beneath Him is unlikely to survive this terrifying final tribulation.

Those fellow Daoists at the Creation Realm are too eccentric.

With over three thousand beings at the peak of their cultivation simultaneously attaining enlightenment, it is obvious without much deduction or deep thought that a large number of their fellow cultivators will perish on their path to enlightenment, accompanied by extremely severe consequences, triggering an unpredictable, uncalculable, and unforeseeable catastrophe.

After the Taoist finished his meditation, he picked up a Star Array Flag of unparalleled creation level again and kept casting array patterns to stabilize the structure of the [Nine Heavens], his face bitter.

“You guys perished on the path of enlightenment, and you died a worthy death, with a clear conscience. It's just a pity for me, for the great powers and supernatural beings who are not qualified to try to attain enlightenment, and for all living beings in the world who are on this ‘ferry across the world’.”
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Compared to the suffering beings, Xiong Mo, who was stabilizing the newly created myriad worlds at this future point in time, was in a great mood, even though he had severed his own power and forcibly dropped in realm, and his condition was quite problematic.

Now, the strange phenomena caused by the failure of each person to attain enlightenment have formed a special and extremely obvious rhythm, which is in line with the true meaning of the final tribulation of ascension. Strands of special laws are almost materialized, and can be continuously analyzed by the [Gray Mist Space], so that after self-severance, only the nearly formed final Dao fruit remains.

[Note: The concepts of end, destruction, termination, final catastrophe, annihilation, collapse, and destruction are currently being integrated.]

[Hint: The Illusory Dao Fruit (End) has been completed.]

[Hint: The remaining three nascent Dao Fruits (Dream, Creation, and Existence) are gradually forming a logical chain with the Illusory Dao Fruit (End), and a closing trend is emerging.]

[Note: The Illusory Dao Fruit (End) is under improvement]

[Hint: The illusory Dao Fruit (End) has transformed into the prototype of the Dao Fruit (End)]

Name: Xiong Mo (First Incarnation)
Honorific Titles: Mysterious Lord / Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity / Daoist Venerable
System: One-Life Law
Cultivation Techniques: *Wuji Seal*, *Tao Te Ching*, *Zhuxian Sword Formation*, *Jietian Sword Scripture: General Outline (First Edition)*

Realm: The Most Ancient (Other Shore - Prototype of Dao Fruit)

Characteristics: Characteristics of the Path and its Fruition (unnameable, unknowable)
Path: Dream, Opening, Continuation, End (Other Shore - Prototype of the Path)

Divine Weapons: Nanshan Pagoda (Other Shore), Taiji Diagram, Pangu Banner, Zhuxian Sword Formation (Half a Dao Fruit)

Status: Weak (Self-severed realm, essence damaged)

Xiong Mo glanced at the information projected onto the panel, then turned his gaze to the current point in time, where many were on the path to enlightenment and had achieved perfect creation.

"More than three thousand people have achieved perfect enlightenment and are trying to reach the shore together, but it is unclear how many of them will be able to successfully attain enlightenment."

(End of this chapter)