The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 251 The Supreme Being of This World Moves the Other Shore
The river of destiny is vast and unpredictable, transcending all realms and heavens. Its tributaries disperse into vast seas of chaos, flowing through endless time and space, encompassing every corner of countless parallel universes, and embracing everything.

At this moment, Feng Yi became completely integrated with the river of fate, becoming a part of it, and his mind entered a special state.

In a daze, he seemed to see the essence of all the heavens and myriad worlds through a special perspective.

Before Feng Yi could fully comprehend this, a strange sensation surfaced within his innate spiritual light, causing the 'river water' he had transformed into to enter a vast and indescribable chaotic sea through some profound connection of destiny, directly merging into a multiverse of heavens.

Buzz

A phantom Daoist chant resounded in his mind, and Feng Yi's innate spiritual light trembled slightly as he 'saw' the figure of an emperor whose entire body was covered in a black imperial robe.

This emperor's aura was lofty and ethereal, surrounded by celestial music, and his will to live and die was perfectly balanced, like a manifestation of some incomplete Great Dao.

His face was covered by a crown and veils of beads, as if hidden behind endless time and space, making it impossible to see clearly at first glance.

However, even though he couldn't truly see the emperor's face, just the moment he looked at him, Feng Yi's spiritual senses automatically activated, and streams of information appeared in his mind, instinctively interpreting them into what he perceived.

'Emperor Fu, you truly are a supreme being in this vast universe!'

Feng Yi's realm and strength are now vastly different from before, many times stronger than when he first transmigrated to this realm. He can clearly see the figure of this emperor, sense the information of the Great Dao contained within the emperor's body, and understand his identity.

This emperor-like figure is none other than the supreme ruler of all time, Emperor Fu!

Just then, through the deep connection of fate between himself and this Emperor Fu, Feng Yi suddenly met his gaze, his vision completely filled by His strange eyes.

Those were a pair of bizarre eyes, brimming with madness and chaos, unlike the eyes of a normal living being. They seemed to be devoid of any reason, merely the eyes of a walking corpse consumed by instinct.

Countless insane and chaotic babbling filled Feng Yi's mind, causing his consciousness to split into countless parts, each with its own independent will.

Countless independent wills fought each other, causing Feng Yi's own consciousness to seem on the verge of collapse, succumbing to self-destructive tendencies.

At the same time, a special feeling arose in Feng Yi's mind, guiding him to directly merge with the figure of Emperor Fu, to become one with him completely, or to become a part of Him.

'It seems Emperor Fu's current condition is worse than I anticipated; he may have even completely lost the ability to resist and become that person's puppet!'

Feng Yi's innate spiritual light resides in an inexplicably high place, experiencing the various wills within himself without sorrow or joy, like a bright moon hanging high, scattering its clear light, cleansing his mind, firmly controlling everything about himself, and maintaining the clarity of his consciousness.

Now he possesses two powerful cultivation systems. Even if his realm and combat power are not as good as the true Other Shore Heavenly Will, they are already extremely close. His mental will is also extremely strong. The mere instinctive influence of this Great Dao cannot shake his mental will.

Therefore, unlike the first time he traveled through time, he did not lose consciousness immediately upon merely sensing the state of Emperor Fu.

As thoughts raced through his mind, Feng Yi's innate spiritual light stirred slightly. The Dao principles of the Nine Great Time-Space Reincarnations flowed through his mind, unifying everything within him. In an instant, all the fragmented wills were united, becoming a single entity once more, growing increasingly profound and weighty.

In an instant, everything about him became a perfect time-space cycle, with the past and future becoming one, transcending the river of time and space, and no longer affected by the laws of Emperor Fu. The feeling of wanting to merge directly with him also dissipated.

'Indeed, Emperor Fu's current state is completely different from when I first transmigrated to this realm!'

'Luckily, I was prepared, otherwise I probably would have been eliminated immediately upon landing and become a delivery boy!'

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Feng Yi's innate spiritual light stirred slightly, and many insights into the Great Dao flowed through him, forming new imprints, like different concepts and positions.

These are the many identities he took on as he walked the path of immortality in the mortal world, and he absorbed the names and positions of different heavens, which became special imprints and concepts.

As these imprints were separated, Feng Yi's mind merged with the supreme treasure of Yi Dao in his spiritual world, truly activating the power of this treasure.

Buzz

A hazy buzzing sound arose from the dividing point between the spacetime river of this multiverse and the mainstream of the true spacetime river, causing a subtle change in the spacetime river of this multiverse.

Within this multiverse of heavens, strands of concepts that resonate with these imprints automatically converge towards them, causing these imprints to gradually become names of this realm, naturally merging into the long river of time and space of this realm, leaving different traces within it.

During this process, a special mark replaced Feng Yi's true form and went directly towards Fu Huang's figure, perfectly merging with him.

Feng Yi's true form also disguised itself as one of the many special marks, transforming into a majestic figure wielding a golden emperor's longsword, exuding a grand and righteous imperial aura. He directly merged into the river of fate of this multiverse, inheriting the name of a special being in this realm, and becoming a member of this realm.

hum!
As numerous different imprints merged into the river of destiny of this realm, following some deep-seated connection, they dispersed into the past and future of this realm, aligning with each name. Instantly, the entire river of destiny split into many different future tributaries, and the past and future seemed to have undergone some kind of change, even making the river water a bit turbid.

Above the long river of time and space, one by one, the will of the other shore seemed to sense something and opened their eyes.

In the endless chaos and mist, a blue planet revolves around the star Sun, seemingly unchanged for billions of years.

Beyond this azure planet lies boundless chaos, the entire starry sky appearing as nothing more than a reflection in a painting, with only this planet truly existing.

Just then, time reversed, and the past reappeared, as if everything was reversing towards the past.

In the blink of an eye, everything seemed to have returned to the beginning of the era, turning into boundless chaos.

Amidst the chaos, auspicious clouds formed a sea, and auspicious energy gathered in clusters. A simple, ancient palace, its purple hue subtly concealed, stood within, seemingly located at the end of nothingness, hidden beyond the boundaries of time and space.

The palace is surrounded by the Five Virtues and the Five Elements, and above the main gate are two ancient and simple Taoist characters:
Zixiao!

Inside the palace, rows of candles, carrying the timeless Daoist aura, illuminated the boundless darkness.

At the end of the layers of candlelight, in the deep and weathered inner hall, there was only a simple cloud bed.

On the cloud bed lay a simple futon, empty and bare, its owner long gone.

Just then, the River of Destiny flowed, and a phantom mark suddenly appeared, merging with the energy of the entire Zixiao Palace, condensing into a special concept, and landing directly on the futon.

In the hazy distance, the primordial energy flowed, and an old Taoist priest with white hair and a white beard appeared on the futon.

The old Taoist's energy was harmonious and natural, perfectly aligning with the energy of the entire Zixiao Palace, thus triggering changes throughout the palace.

boom

The gates of Zixiao Palace closed, boundless chaotic energy surged, and nameless and formless power enveloped everything inside and out, its origin and end unknown. The entire Zixiao Palace seemed to have been completely hidden from the myriad realms of the heavens.

This place is a fairyland, filled with ethereal energy and Taoist charm, where various immortal herbs and spiritual medicines grow freely everywhere.

In the heart of this fairyland stands a seemingly ordinary palace, its plaque bearing three ancient characters:

Tushita Palace!
Inside the palace, an elderly man dressed in a Taoist robe sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, meditating and cultivating. In front of the cloud bed, flames flickered within an ancient and heavy Bagua furnace, as if something was being refined.

Two young Taoist boys, one gold and one silver, stood guard in front of the Bagua Furnace, responsible for tending to the fire.

Just then, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, which contained countless universes arising and ceasing, as if they contained a complete universe of myriad worlds.

At this moment, the seemingly ordinary old man suddenly became unusually heavy, as if supporting the entire universe and becoming the foundation of its existence.

"Tao Zun?"

An aged and deep voice came from the old man's mouth, his eyes filled with indifference and peace.

The old man turned his gaze to the boundless chaos, not towards the direction of Zixiao Palace, but towards the source of the River of Time and Space, as if he had sensed a fundamental change from the source of time and space.

"interesting!"

"They actually used the name of the Daoist Master to make a new move!"

After a moment, the old man withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly, and once again suppressed his internal energy.

At this moment, the old man's heart stirred, and he turned his gaze again to the chaos beyond the river of time and space.

"Fellow Daoist Fuhuang?"

The old man's expression did not change much, and he said calmly, "Amitabha, fellow Daoist, you've probably miscalculated this time!"

The moment he finished speaking, the old man casually waved his hand, and an inexplicable fluctuation flowed through the myriad realms, altering some kind of future change.

As the only two oldest beings in the world, and the closest to attaining enlightenment, the old man was naturally happy to help Amitabha Buddha, his old rival, by adding some trouble and eliminating one of His trump cards.

Whether Fellow Daoist Fuhuang escapes his predicament or not is not important. What is important is that Amitabha Buddha cannot manipulate this one of the Three Ancient Sovereigns at will, as he will lose one trump card when vying for the Dao Fruit in the future.

After doing all this, the old man prepared to close his eyes and continue his meditation practice.

Do nothing, yet nothing is left undone!

For the elderly, it's best to let things take their natural course!
But at that moment, the old man's gaze changed slightly, and the long river of time flowed within his eyes as he looked toward the Real World.

"Spiritual treasure?"

Beyond the river of time and space, in the chaos.

A perfect and flawless Buddhist Pure Land exists within it, carrying a sense of dreamlike emptiness, much like another complete universe.

A golden Buddha, neither born nor dying, perfectly at ease, lies in the Pure Land, embodying the emptiness of all realms, where even if heaven and earth perish, I will not.

Just then, the Buddha's eyes twitched slightly, and he opened them.

Buzz

An inexplicable fluctuation flowed between heaven and earth, making the entire Buddhist Pure Land hazy and illusory, as if this perfect Buddhist Pure Land was merely a dream of this Buddha.

"Compassion, compassion"

A clear and peaceful light enveloped the Buddha, and a faint smile appeared in His eyes: "Fellow Daoist Fuhuang, this is your final struggle, isn't it? Alas, why bother!"

Before he finished speaking, the Buddha's gaze shifted slightly, looking directly out of the chaos, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Tao Zun?"

Demon Emperor's Palace, Bodhi Pure Land, Vacuum Hometown.
One by one, the beings of the other shore sensed something, opened their eyes, looked at the river of time and space, and their thoughts underwent different changes.

The river of time flows on, from the beginning of heaven and earth to the end of an era, never ceasing.

Each unique name has been integrated into the river of time since the beginning of the world. At various points in time, past and future, and in different tributaries, they have left different traces and legends, becoming an integral part of the heavens and earth.

The real world.

At the end of the East China Sea, the blue waves ripple.

A simple little boat floats on the sea, moving on its own even without wind, heading towards the horizon.

A handsome, disheveled Taoist priest stood on a small boat, his expression somewhat bewildered, muttering to himself from time to time, as if questioning himself, or perhaps questioning the heavens and earth:
"Who am I? Who is me?"

Where the sea meets the sky, endless mist shrouds the world, as if isolating time and space, severing the connection between heaven and earth, and standing apart from everything.

The handsome Taoist priest was completely unaware of the mist that enveloped the sky and earth. Instead, following some kind of instinctive feeling, he stepped into the mist in his small boat.

An endless fog surged, and the handsome Taoist priest seemed to have arrived in a void beyond time and space.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly shuddered and looked up at the end of nothingness.

There was a chaotic void there, as if it were a primordial land before the creation of heaven and earth.

However, at the very center of this primordial land, stands a weathered and hazy primordial blue lotus.

The Chaos Green Lotus swayed its branches and leaves, scattering specks of chaotic divine light that enveloped the surrounding void, transforming the area into a unique Dao realm.

The handsome Taoist priest's eyes were drawn to the Chaos Green Lotus, as if summoned by some power. He slowly approached it and was enveloped by beams of chaotic divine light.

After an unknown amount of time, the handsome young man shuddered, and the confusion in his eyes vanished completely.

He glanced at the Chaos Green Lotus in front of him with a strange expression, and said with a complicated tone, "So that's how it is!"

The moment the words fell, the Chaos Green Lotus transformed into a beam of divine light and merged into the handsome young man's brow.

His aura was rapidly changing, as if it had been completed, reaching a state of complete perfection. His temperament also became more ethereal, and there was a faint flow of time and space around him.

(End of this chapter)