A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 741 We have no choice but to endure the hardship once more.
Strands of golden light arose from nothingness, and golden lotuses bloomed in the final calamity. Branches carrying seven colors took root in the chaos, forcefully creating a sacred mountain and pure land with a radius of ten meters. The vast power spread along time, creating a clear and bright halo.

A great monk, holding a Bodhi tree and dressed in a manner resembling Amitabha Buddha, the founder of Buddhism, was projected from the highest point of the structure of all heavens and myriad realms to the River of Time. He stood on the flawless sacred mountain, his hands clasped together, and his Buddhist voice thundered.

He has achieved perfect enlightenment and reached the other shore!
Xiong Mo's expression was subtle. "I never imagined that at the end of the era, the first being to successfully attain the other shore would not be the ancient great supernatural beings such as the Golden Emperor, the Fire Emperor, the Earth Emperor, or the Great Osprey."

His gaze never looked towards the present moment, but extended upstream in the river of time, observing the birth of this great monk: "Born at the beginning of the previous era, a natural legend, he attained enlightenment near the end of the previous era, and achieved perfect enlightenment at the end of this era."

"Then, before the end of the world, break free from the sea of ​​suffering, seize the less than 50% chance of success, and attain the other shore."

With less than a 50% chance, he dared to break free from the sea of ​​suffering and try to reach the other shore. Moreover, he succeeded. Great opportunity, great enlightenment, and great perseverance all came together in one person. He is simply the protagonist of an inspirational autobiography!

If Xiong Mo put himself in the monk's shoes, he would never dare to attempt to reach the other shore realm with only a 50% chance of success.

The figure of the newly enlightened monk became illusory, and strands of special projections began to extend upstream along the river of time, attempting to make himself even older.

Unfortunately, its staying power seems somewhat lacking, at most it can only go back to before the beginning of the previous era, after the end of the previous era, in the chaotic period of time disorder.

Before the beginning of the previous era, after the end of the era, this great monk met Xiong Mo's gaze, which had been watching from the sidelines.

With a humble smile, He performed the Buddhist ritual and said, "The Tathagata of Mount Ling greets the Venerable Dao."

Xiong Mo nodded slightly, his gaze becoming somewhat profound. He saw through the illusory enlightenment of the Buddha of Mount Ling, and as if examining the lines on his palm, he understood all the details of this great monk.

He praised softly, “Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on attaining the other shore. You are in harmony with the fortunes of the great Buddhist and Taoist religions, and you have the advantage of timing, harmony, and location. The illusory Dao fruit is beginning to approach the prototype of the Dao fruit. Amitabha Buddha, fellow Daoist, you should feel happy.”

The smile of the Buddha of Lingshan froze, and his body stiffened slightly.

No, I have already reached the other shore, so why am I still so easily seen through?

Furthermore, there's the terror of simply being near something so terrifying, like standing beside the Ruins of Guixu.
Aren't Daoist Master and I both on the other shore?!
Ignoring the frozen expression of the Buddha of Mount Ling, Xiong Mo turned his gaze to the next person who had successfully attained enlightenment.

The moment Xiong Mo's gaze shifted, the figure of Amitabha Buddha emerged from the void, walked to the Buddha of Mount Ling, and congratulated him, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Tathagata, on attaining the other shore. With you here, the fortune of our Buddhist sect will soon flourish, and we will occupy a dominant position in the new era."

Ling Shan Tathagata forced a smile and returned the greeting, looking at Amitabha Buddha with gratitude in his eyes, "I must thank Amitabha Buddha for leading the way and guiding Tathagata into the Buddhist path, so that we can borrow the fortune of the other shore and thus succeed by chance."

He attained the illusory fruit of the Tao through the Tao of destiny.

During his path to enlightenment, he relied on the power and fortune of Amitabha Buddha as the one who has reached the other shore, as well as the epochal destiny of all the great supernatural beings who joined Buddhism in this world and the future Buddhas, and in a rather "shortcut" way, he finally stumbled his way to the other shore.

Besides the opportunity to hear the Dao at Zixiao Palace, which was given to all those who had achieved perfect enlightenment by the Daoist Master, the greatest help to Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha who opened up the path of Buddhism, was to help Him attain the other shore of enlightenment. This can be called the grace of attaining enlightenment.

Amitabha Buddha waved his hand, his gaze kind, "The matter of attaining enlightenment is not a matter of luck; it is all the accumulation of the past, one's own enlightenment, and the karmic conditions of this life."

The Buddha of Mount Ling paused, looked at the historical point where the new era was located, and asked, "May I ask Amitabha Buddha, why is the Daoist Venerable so terrifying?"

"According to the principles of cultivation taught in the Zixiao Palace, our cultivation and understanding since attaining enlightenment are all on the other shore. Although there are differences between us, they should not be so great."

The smile of the Buddha of Mount Lingshan vanished, replaced by a bitter expression. "In my perception, the Daoist is like a void that can reduce everything to nothingness. If he harbors murderous intent towards me, I will perish in a single encounter, or perhaps even in a shorter time. All traces will be forcibly erased, ceasing to exist in this world."

"If the illusory Dao Fruit I condensed were not a Dao Fruit of Fortune, and not a warning from the Buddhist Great Fortune, people might have thought that this was an abnormal illusion caused by the instability of the realm when I first reached the other shore."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration."

Amitabha Buddha's gaze was profound. He had already achieved the rudimentary form of the Dao Fruit, and even his own existence traced back to the beginning of the earliest era. Naturally, he had some understanding of the state of the Dao Venerable.

He looked at the Tathagata of Mount Ling and explained, "In the Other Shore Realm, there is only a distinction between the illusory Dao Fruit and the rudimentary Dao Fruit, and the rudimentary Dao Fruit is the end of cultivation. However, within the rudimentary Dao Fruit, there are also corresponding divisions in strength."

"Those who can trace their existence back to the previous era before their birth, comprehend all aspects of the Dao, and thus cultivate the rudimentary form of the Dao Fruit can be called the Ancient Ones. Among them, the best can trace back to the very first era. And those who can trace their existence back to before the most ancient era, located at the root of time, are called the Most Ancient Ones."

"The Dao Venerable is the oldest being, and He also controls the three divine weapons of the Other Shore who were born on the Other Shore."

Moreover, if the deduction is correct, the Dao Venerable, this oldest being, has already explored the realm beyond the other shore, a realm known as "Dao Fruit."
No, the three who vanished from the other shore of innate life may have already attained the Dao Fruit, while the Dao Venerable has most likely obtained some remnants of their research on the Dao Fruit realm and is already on the path to attaining the Dao Fruit.

Amitabha Buddha did not reveal his thoughts. The current state of the Dao Venerable has no real significance for those who have not even reached the other shore of the Dao fruition.

He earnestly said to the Tathagata of Mount Ling, "Rest assured, without provoking the Dao Venerable, this most ancient being will not take action against any other-shore beings. His interests and the direction he pursues have not overlapped with the vast majority of other-shore beings at present."

"We only need to show respect to the Dao Venerable and not stand in His way."

The Buddha of Lingshan nodded thoughtfully.

Suddenly, both He and Amitabha Buddha turned their gaze to the "present time point".

The final calamity has passed, chaos has subsided, and the myriad realms that the Dao Venerable will create in the future are becoming a reality.

In the stillness, they saw the Daoist raise the Pangu Banner, saw a ray of axe light pierce through the dark void, saw all things come into being from nothing, saw the remains of two near-Dao places left over from the previous era being embraced by the newly born Nine Heavens and Nine Netherworlds, and saw legendary great beings and creators with great supernatural powers who were in such poor condition after the final calamity that they were almost asleep.

A new era has begun.

At the same time, a second being who successfully attained enlightenment also appeared.

A figure imbued with the true essence of the final calamity projected down from beyond the river of time, from the highest point of the structure of all realms, and fell into the Jade Pool of the Ninth Heaven, distorting the cause and effect of the past and present, transforming into a being of a new era. "I am the Golden Mother of the Jade Pool."

A wisp of shattered golden authority spread from the remnants of the Nine Heavens of the previous era, connecting to the present era, and rapidly spreading throughout the myriad realms, taking over as one of the symbols of the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth.

A hazy, indistinct figure appeared in the Jade Pool. With an indifferent expression, it waved its hand lightly and, in an instant, withdrew the Nine Heavens authority that it had occupied, combining it with the Metal element authority of the current era to create a peerless banner resembling the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner.

The Queen Mother of the West lightly touched the flag with her finger, and pure white lotus flowers bloomed, curling into ancient Taoist characters.
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[Plain-colored Cloud Border Flag]
A soft tremor arose, and the legend of the Queen Mother of the West and the plain-colored cloud banner spread from the Nine Heavens of this era to the Realm of Truth and even the Netherworld, as well as to several newly formed fragments of cosmic light.

A new divine weapon from the other shore has been born.

The Buddha of Mount Ling said softly, "It should be Fellow Daoist Golden Emperor. He has attained enlightenment on the other shore."

Before the great monk could confirm the identity of the Queen Mother of the West from the past era, rings of vibrant flames bloomed within the sun, radiating the most dazzling light, and a three-legged divine bird soared out.

"I am the original Golden Crow."

A detached, neutral Daoist voice rose from all directions, and a wisp of fire-elemental authority was gathered, connecting all the heavens and myriad realms.

This newly enlightened being seeks to emulate the Queen Mother of the West, using this special period of time to create his own peerless otherworld.

However, a banner encircled by the Samadhi Fire projected from chaos into the river of time, suppressing the fire element of all realms with an older and more expansive authority, gathering the corresponding laws, and influencing the authority originally wielded by the Golden Crow.
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[Flame Flag Off the Ground]
This is the supreme treasure of the Moral Celestial Venerable, which has vanished without a trace.

The power of the other shore, even stronger than the original Golden Crow, not only caused the sacred expression of the Sun Star to change drastically, but even Amitabha Buddha's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

At first, the Golden Crow remained silent for a moment, glancing warily at the peerless sword that had revealed its presence. It immediately chose to back down, gathering strands of pure yang purple energy and related authority to create a purple jade ruler that was impervious to all evil, resonating with its own laws.
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[Yuanyang Ruler]
Almost simultaneously, strands of the central earth element projected down from the highest point of all the heavens and myriad realms. In perfect condition, bright yellow banners blooming with golden lotuses swept across the sky, interrupting the quietly gathering earth element authority and standing tall in the center of heaven and earth.
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[Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag]
A soft sigh emanated from the void, and a delicate hand reached out from nothingness, drawing upon the divine essence of thousands of mountains and rivers to create a map of the myriad worlds, showcasing the magnificent scenery of heaven and earth, in accordance with the principles of its own illusory Dao fruit, and manipulating the creation of the universe.
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[Magnificent Landscape Painting]
The Demon Emperor, this low-profile newcomer to the Other Shore, has left his own legend throughout the myriad realms.

The myriad realms fell silent for a moment, and then one after another, otherworldly phenomena gradually materialized, as if there had been an inexplicable delay.

Taking advantage of this moment, one after another newly ascended to the other shore, whether in a high-profile manner or in an extremely secretive one, left behind legends corresponding to themselves in the world.

However, no one from the Other Shore attempted to use the special time point at the beginning of the era to forge a divine weapon from the Other Shore that suited them.

This is because their foundation is insufficient. They are already fortunate enough to reach the other shore, and they have no more strength left. At the same time, their cultivation and spiritual attainment are also insufficient, and they cannot compete with the previous few who have reached the other shore. In the struggle, control and possession of the future, they have lost the initiative.

Xiong Mo looked around, his gaze falling on the slightly undulating areas where history had changed, and his brow twitched slightly.

"Of the more than three thousand beings with great supernatural powers, only thirteen have attained the other shore. This includes Amitabha Buddha, the ancient one who attained the other shore of non-Buddhist paths, established the Buddhist lineage, and is now attaining the rudimentary form of the Dao."

Xiong Mo slowly calculated with his hand, then pulled out a list of causes and effects, and matched them one by one.

"At least five more Other Shores are needed. If these Other Shores are weak, then as many as ten or even dozens of them are needed to meet the requirements. This is a rather conservative estimate."

Xiong Mo felt his fingers getting numb from pinching so hard, and with a helpless expression, he sighed softly.

He was like a major director who had recently inherited his family business and now held a 99% controlling stake.

In order to deal with the special crisis caused by the previous generation's absconding and to keep the company running without collapsing its cash flow, he had no choice but to borrow a large loan from the bank in his personal name, injecting new vitality into the tottering company.

Now, the family business is developing in a good direction, but he is burdened with a large amount of debt. If he wants to step down from his position as the chairman of the board, he must pay off all the bank loans and also pay a huge amount of interest.

To this end, he launched a Series A funding round, intending to swindle an unknown number of naive new directors, and then, through various subtle and covert means, quietly transfer all the debt and corresponding interest to them.

However, upon reviewing the annual summary at the beginning of the year, it was suddenly discovered that even if all the funds brought by the thirteen bewildered new directors who had already fallen into the trap, along with the total revenue for the next trillion years, were all added in, it would still not be enough to cover the enormous hole created by the loans.

Series B funding is imperative.

“The dilution of power is not a problem, the fragmentation of power is not a problem, and the replacement of power is even less of a problem. The problem is, where can I find a place that can support the symbols and power I possess?”

"Within the myriad realms, which other realms offer the opportunity to rapidly enhance one's cultivation and spiritual attainment?"

"And which beings, having achieved perfect fortune, will be able to successfully attain the other shore before the end of this era?"

Xiong Mo's gaze was slightly unfocused.

"If I could have cultivated all the rudiments of the Dao Fruit in the last era, I wouldn't be so troubled."

"Isn't it just about slashing at the root of time, cutting off all the fragments of information about oneself, then using the power of the epochal cycle to run away with all that information, and then finding a sucker to inherit the cause and effect of 'one world'?"

"Parallelism without contradiction, reversed cause and effect, circular reasoning—who wouldn't say the same thing?"

"Unfortunately, after the creation of the world, there's no way to escape now."

Xiong Mo's gaze was deep and unfathomable as he slowly looked towards the Realm of Truth, the Nine Heavens, and the Netherworld.

Then, a beam of Buddha light shone through, revealing the mysterious and leisurely Kitchen God, who was attempting to become the oldest being, traveling back to the previous era, preparing to "move," sitting at the highest point of the Ninth Heaven, and using a bronze cauldron to simmer soup.

"Then we'll just have to endure the hardship a little longer."

(End of this chapter)