Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 368 The Flame of Humanity, Never Extinguished? [Begging for subscriptions, monthly tickets, and recommendation votes]

"coming!"

Meng Fan looked up at the sky, his gaze passing through the barrier of the Nine Cauldrons and Five Venerables, sensing the changes in the celestial phenomena.

A mocking smile played on his lips: "It's coming later than expected!"

Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically. In the sky above all parts of the world, white clouds condensed into the shape of vertical pupils of eyes, and then slowly "opened"!
There were hundreds of "Heavenly Dao Vertical Pupils," devoid of any emotion, coldly and arrogantly gazing down at the spacetime portal below.

These portals have been constantly emanating the aura of "death," annihilating countless lives and causing the Heavenly Dao authority they wield to decline continuously.

This gave Hongjun an extremely uneasy feeling.

Then, purple lightning flashed from the vertical pupil of the Heavenly Dao, striking the spacetime portal with lightning speed. The purple lightning surged like ripples, but it did not cause any damage to the spacetime portal, which remained standing.

On the contrary, the presence of lightning made it appear even more sacred.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao Vertical Pupil seemed to be truly enraged, and hundreds of towering purple lightning pillars shot out from the pupil, piercing through heaven and earth.

boom!
boom! ! !
.........

The lightning pillar lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and the land and rocks on the ground turned into scorched earth and magma due to the high temperature of the lightning. But when the lightning pillar dissipated, the space-time portal still stood in the same place, shining with an ancient and immortal silver-purple radiance.

Above the Nine Cauldrons and Five Venerables barrier, an even more magnificent vertical pupil of the Heavenly Dao shone in the sky, coldly watching the newly forged barrier.

In an instant, thousands of bolts of lightning surged and converged, condensing into an even larger purple lightning bolt, which struck the Nine Cauldrons and Five Venerables barrier in the blink of an eye.

Ripples lit up on the golden barrier, which held it back. The united will of all beings was extremely resilient, showing the spirit of being able to withstand a thousand blows and remain steadfast no matter which way the wind blows.

It contains countless wise sayings from sages throughout Chinese history, radiating a dazzling golden light.

There are the various schools of thought from the pre-Qin period.

Mencius said, "If one wishes to bring peace and order to the world, in this age, who else but me can do it?"

Lao Tzu said: "The sage puts himself last and yet comes first; he puts himself outside and yet survives."

Zhuangzi said: "The mind of the perfect man is like a mirror; it neither anticipates nor welcomes, it responds without clinging, therefore he can overcome all things without being harmed."

Confucius said: "Governing with virtue is like the North Star, which remains in its place while all the other stars revolve around it."

Guiguzi said: "The way of the sage in the world, from ancient times to the present, is the same."

There are countless outstanding people to speak of.

The rise and fall, everyone is responsible.

Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth, set the destiny for the livelihood and the people, for the sacred and inherited knowledge, and for the peace of the world.

Be the first to worry about the world's troubles and the last to enjoy its pleasures.

I would risk my life for the country; how could I avoid it because of personal gain or loss?

There is also the contemporary spirit of unwavering courage and determination.

The road ahead is long and arduous, but we stride forward anew. Anew we begin, amidst mountains as vast as the sea, and the setting sun as blood-red as blood.

Go to Quantai to recruit old troops, and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners!
The world belongs to you, and it also belongs to us, but in the end, it belongs to you!
.........

These figures, though faintly visible, reside in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people across China. Their spirit, culture, and the torch of humanity are passed down from generation to generation, never to be forgotten!

At this moment, in the square of Company 139.

Meng Fan casually dusted himself off, stood up, took a step, and in a flash, stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering. "A masterpiece!"

From underground came the worried voices of Gao Erzhuang and many employees.

Meng Fan nodded to them as if to indicate his presence, then looked firmly at the sky. The two ferocious beasts also leaped into the air at the same time, one black and one white, closely following behind Meng Fan to see him off.

This journey is to defy the heavens!
Meng Fan flew out of the Nine Cauldrons and Five Venerables Barrier, turned to look at the rows of sage proverbs above the barrier, and, using his finger as a pen, jokingly wrote down the following sentence in the tone of one of them:

"God, you insist on bending our spines, but we won't allow it. We'll stand up straight and show you, and pierce through the soles of your feet!"

Meng Fan nodded to the countless illusory figures within the Nine Cauldrons and Five Venerables barrier, then resolutely broke through the space-time barrier, his own Qi turning into nothingness, and directly entered the Heavenly Dao Space—the Inner Landscape—formed by the wills of all beings in the Under One Person world!
This is a golden ocean, boundless and infinitely vast.

The so-called pure yang thought is the color of gold.

For sentient beings, a snap of the fingers is twenty instants, an instant is twenty thoughts, a thought is twenty breaths, a breath is sixty moments, and a moment is nine hundred births and deaths. This means that in a moment, there are nine hundred thoughts arising and dying in succession.

It is the constant interweaving of the thoughts of all living beings in heaven and earth that has brought together this vast inner landscape.

Just as Meng Fan unabashedly revealed his aura, a massive golden face spanning hundreds of kilometers across the inner world was reflected in front of him.

This large face, composed of the will of countless beings and golden energy, resembles an elderly Taoist with bristling hair and beard, appearing quite sacred, majestic, and indifferent.

From that face, one can almost see the myriad aspects of life: children laughing, youth striving, middle-aged people experiencing bitterness, and the elderly resting peacefully...

People of all social classes, from all walks of life, men and women, young and old, come from all walks of life.

When he opened his mouth, it was as if a million people were speaking in unison.

"Lying high above the nine heavens, I attain the true Dao on my futon; beyond the mysteries of heaven and earth, I shall be the supreme master of the sect."

"Pangu gave birth to Taiji, from which Yin and Yang and the Four Symbols followed; the One Way was passed on to the Three Friends, and the Two Teachings, Chan and Jie, were established."

"The leader of the Xuanmen, one breath transforms into Hongjun!"

"How dare these extraterrestrial demons invade our realm?"

To everyone's surprise, Meng Fan didn't get angry but laughed instead: "Hahaha!"

"My world?!"

Meng Fan glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Hongjun, is this your own world? You really think you're the true ruler of the Heavenly Dao!"

“Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun. You have merely merged with the Dao and become a part of the Heavenly Dao.”

"Humans are the most intelligent of all beings, and thus Heaven has chosen the human race to be the master of all races. But you take advantage of Heaven's favor towards the human race to support your own selfish interests, enslave hundreds of millions of people like cattle and horses, regard the world as pasture, and use it to support yourself and usurp the Heavenly Way."

"To want to devour the heavens with one's own power, what a grand ambition!"

With a smile and a playful expression, Meng Fan faced Hongjun's enormous face and, in just a few words, exposed Hongjun's true colors.

The eyes of that enormous face turned icy cold, and for a moment the inner world itself became chilling!

When Heaven unleashes its killing intent, stars shift and constellations change; when Earth unleashes its killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land; when humanity unleashes its killing intent, Heaven and Earth are overturned; when Heaven and humanity act in unison, all things are established.

Accompanied by a cry: "All evil spirits from the outside world shall be slain!"

The rolling divine thunder, carrying the pure Yang will of all living beings, swept out a sacred and vast Qi, supremely righteous and supreme, like the laws of heaven and earth, punishing and judging, and raging wildly as it struck Meng Fan together.

(End of this chapter)