The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 286 Plateau Anomalies, All from the Other Shore
At the edge of the boundary sea, a dike surrounded by countless dark substances stands horizontally, like an endless ancient divine mountain, dividing the two worlds.

On one side of the Dark Dike lies the Boundary Sea and the Heavens, while on the other side lies the Dark Continent, filled with endless skeletons.

In the heart of the Dark Continent, a magnificent and vast complex of buildings stands, stretching as far as the eye can see, seemingly without end.

At the end of the complex, endless dark matter filled the heavens and earth, and a colossal dark emperor lay supine on a stone chair, exuding a dark aura at the level of an immortal emperor.

However, this emperor was bound by dazzling and sacred chains of order, seemingly locked to the stone chair.

Just then, the emperor suddenly opened his eyes and looked sharply at the river of time and space.

In his eyes, the entire river of time seemed to be occupied by a majestic and enormous figure. No matter from which point in time you looked, you could clearly see this figure standing on the river of time.

"The future emperor."

Before he finished speaking, the figure standing above the river of time slowly turned its gaze, as if looking at him from a higher dimension.

boom

The river of time and space boiled as this Dark Immortal Emperor met a pair of eyes that contained the birth and death of countless universes.

Well!
A muffled groan rang out, and the Dark Immortal Emperor's eyes exploded, spewing out countless streams of dark matter, causing a riot to erupt at the very edge of the Boundary Sea.

"So strong!"

The Dark Emperor uttered a solemn, surprised sound. The extremely dense dark matter continued to condense, and his eyes returned to normal.

"Such a powerful emperor has actually appeared in the future!"

A whispered voice rang out, and the Dark Immortal Emperor immediately withdrew his gaze, no longer daring to peer into the River of Time.

Above the long river of time and space.

Feng Yi slowly withdrew his gaze, ignoring the minor incident, and continued to rewind to the past.

His own river of time and space constantly covers the past, and his own figure constantly traces back to the past eras, leaving traces in various eras.

As he continued to trace back, he became increasingly in sync with the Great Dao of this world, and wisps of unique Daoist charm emerged from the river of time and space, aligning with the imprints he left in the past.

The current point in time.

Kunlun.

As Feng Yi continued to traverse the past and future, the aura within his body was also slowly changing.

Strands of unique Dao and principles converged from various eras, flowing through his heart, as if they were traces of a supreme being remaining in the original rules of all the heavens.

Feng Yi's true nature resided in an inexplicably high place, calmly tracing the gathered traces of the Great Dao without sorrow or joy, his mind entering a state of emptiness and clarity.

These remaining traces, like a thread running through everything, or a lighthouse at the end of everything, illuminated his path, connected his insights, and gave him a clear understanding of the path of ritual.

The Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit within his body slowly transformed, and his previous understanding of the Dao of Sacrifice surfaced in his mind. Under the reflection of these traces of the Great Dao, it was renewed and new insights were constantly formed.

Gradually, a mysterious aura of emptiness seemed to appear within Feng Yi's body.

At a time when the wind easily penetrates the past, occupies the future, and integrates the Tao and principles of all the heavens, it is undergoing a transformation.

It is a special place that seems to be located above the heavens, where there is a high plateau that cannot be described in words.

This highland is shrouded in endless black mist all day long. It has existed here since ancient times, desolate and terrifying, with endless eerie energy permeating it. It is like the tomb of all the heavens and the world, and also like the source of all the heavens and the world.

This place is a world unto itself, where endless darkness and fog have replaced the rules and laws. The river of time and space no longer exists, heavenly secrets and destiny are gone, the cycle of cause and effect is unstoppable, and the great laws and rules have collapsed.

This is the tomb that the owner of the bronze coffin found for himself after he burned himself, and where he buried his ashes.

Now, this place has become the ancestral home of the Weird Clan, where a Weird Clan exists, tainted by the dark matter formed from the ashes of the Bronze Coffin Master.

Countless bizarre creatures roam the outskirts of the plateau, forming various strange groups. Among them are dark beings at the Dao Ancestor level, and even more than one Dark Immortal Emperor at the Road End level.

The entire plateau is vast and boundless, almost larger than the entire universe.

Even the most powerful beings, such as Immortal Emperors at the end of the road, cannot truly see through the essence of this plateau or observe its end.

Deep within the Evil Land lies the slumbering place of the progenitors of the entire strange race.

It seems as if there is an insurmountable chasm separating this place from the outer regions of the plateau.

Even the Dark Immortal Emperors among the strange races who have reached the end of the road cannot set foot in the true depths of the Calamity Land.

For countless ages, the entire plateau has remained so tranquil, as if it has existed forever and will not change for hundreds of millions of years.

But on this very day, in the deepest part of the plateau, a wisp of mist drifted from an unknown place, wandering between heaven and earth, directly enveloping the sleeping land of the eerie progenitors.

Ugh

A terrifying sound, like weeping, rang out. A tree of the Great Dao was shrouded in an extremely strange dark substance, and its branches and leaves swayed, emitting eerie wailing sounds that made people tremble and feel fear.

Just then, without a sound, a hazy figure appeared under the Great Tree.

Buzz

Dark eyes swept across the void, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and the plateau to roar. Wherever their gaze passed, all things withered and turned to ashes.

"The progenitor."

A series of shouts rang out, and without the slightest hesitation, all the strange tribes outside the plateau knelt down, as if on a pilgrimage, and bowed to the figure at the end of the Evil Land.

"Why did the progenitor awaken?"

A Dark Immortal Emperor at the end of the road bowed to the figure in the Calamity Land, but a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"what happened?"

A faint voice rang out from the figure, causing the entire world to tremble.

He did not wait for the strange creatures to answer, but instead looked directly towards the world beyond the plateau.

A mysterious place beyond the plateau.

A valiant man suddenly opened his eyes, countless images flashing through them. A memory from the past appeared in his mind, reflecting the figure formed from the torch in Stone Village.

"Uncle Torch"

A hint of joy appeared in his eyes as he looked at the myriad realms behind him, and at the former Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The ancient star of the primordial era, Kunlun.

Buzz

Feng Yi slowly opened his eyes, and a vast aura rose from his body, causing changes throughout the universe.

"Indeed, everything in this realm originated from that bronze coffin master. If one truly wants to achieve the Dao of Sacrifice, or even surpass it, returning to this realm is the best choice." As he muttered to himself, Feng Yi slowly concealed his aura and, following the warnings of his spiritual sense, looked directly at the mysterious place beyond the realms.

Countless hexagrams flowed in his eyes, vaguely reflecting a high plateau of indescribable calamity and the gaze of an incomparably terrifying being.

"The progenitor of the eerie world?"

The moment the words fell, the Hetu Luoshu appeared before him, with ten black and white dots constantly flowing on it, interpreting the principles of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the secrets of destiny.

At the same time, Feng Yi's mind merged with the supreme treasure of Yi Dao deep within his spiritual world, drawing upon a trace of its power and adding it to the Hetu Luoshu.

Buzz

Countless black and white dots of light appeared, forming a hazy and illusory net of celestial secrets, obscuring the changes in the river of time and space and the universe.

Although he did not achieve the realm of sacrificial rites, by connecting the past and future of all the heavens in this world, he gained a new understanding of the path of sacrificial rites and took another step forward in the realm of immortal emperors.

Furthermore, with the power of the Other Shore, Feng Yi's control over destiny is now even stronger than that of the Daoist priest.

Furthermore, with the blessing of his own Yi Dao treasure, unless the Bronze Pavilion Master is resurrected, even if the strange ancestor of the plateau is revived, it would be impossible to deduce his existence.

As thoughts raced through his mind, a thoughtful look appeared in Feng Yi's eyes.

'However, there are as many as ten eerie progenitors on the plateau. I can't handle them alone; I'll need to find some help!'

With thoughts swirling in his mind, Feng Yi immersed himself in the depths of his spiritual world, connecting with his Yi Dao treasure.

Buzz

Countless black and white dots of light appeared between heaven and earth, constantly changing and flowing, forming a long river of destiny that transcends everything.

Looking at this long river of fate, countless hexagrams flowed in Feng Yi's eyes, reflecting the causal star lines extending from his own body.

The causal star line originated from Feng Yi's body, extended to an unknown place, and connected with one being after another who had established a connection with him.

Gently activating the connection between these causal star threads and him, in an instant, the entire world began to change.

A divine light of creation shone forth, and Nuwa's graceful figure appeared beside Feng Yi. She looked at the distant heavens and earth, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

The black and white yin-yang fish intertwine head to tail, forming a mysterious and unpredictable Tai Chi diagram.

The next moment, the Tai Chi diagram continued to rotate, transforming directly into a Taoist elder with a peaceful aura and white hair and beard. This elder was none other than the Celestial Venerable of Morality, or rather, a special incarnation of the Celestial Venerable of Morality.

As rays of moonlight fell, countless white lotuses gathered, forming a bright moon hanging high in the sky. Seated within it sat a mature, elegant, and sacred figure—the Golden Emperor.

The long river of time flows, slowly converging together, transforming into a noble yet weathered figure—the Emperor of Time.

Looking at the many figures appearing around him, Feng Yi's eyes revealed a faint smile: "Welcome everyone to leave your original world and come to a new world!"

At this point, Feng Yi said half-jokingly, "In a way, you fellow Daoists have taken a step ahead of Amitabha and Bodhi, and have been the first to 'transcend'!"

Nuwa radiated divine light of creation, her eyes piercing through the origin of all heavens, and she exclaimed with emotion: "I never imagined that the essence of the heavens here is so powerful, that even I cannot truly see it. I was truly like a frog in a well, looking at the sky from the bottom of a well!"

The Heavenly Venerable of Morality's eyes flickered with yin and yang, as if he had discovered something. He frowned slightly and looked at Feng Yi: "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, the origin of all the heavens in this realm seems a bit off!"

As a primordial deity born in accordance with the Dao and symbolizing the foundation of existence, the Moral Celestial Venerable is most sensitive to the origin of the Great Dao.

Upon arriving in this realm, He discovered that the 'Dao' of this realm was incorrect, giving Him a strange and unsettling feeling.

No, it's not evil, it's more like a 'disease'.

After glancing at the Supreme Lord of Morality, Feng Yi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "As expected of the most ancient being, his perception is indeed sharp."

He made no attempt to conceal anything, saying, "Fellow Daoist Morality, you may not know this, but in the past, there existed a supreme being comparable to the Dao Fruit in this realm. He encountered a mishap on his path to further advancement, and perished in flames. And his 'ashes'..."

After explaining the origins of the Bronze Coffin Master and the strange race of the plateau according to his own understanding, Feng Yi pointed to the sky and said, "In a sense, you fellow Daoists are also my helpers who have been invited to deal with those strange ancestors."

"Comparable to the attainment of the Dao."

"Going a step further."

"The ashes left behind by an existence comparable to a Dao Fruit."

After listening to Feng Yi's explanation, the eyes of the Moral Celestial Venerable and others lit up.

They paid no attention to the power of the strange race, but were all attracted by the 'ashes' that were comparable to the Dao Fruit.

Whether it was the serene and indifferent Heavenly Venerable of Morality or the Heavenly Emperor of Time, who was lying low and doing nothing, a hint of fervor appeared in their eyes at this moment, as if a gourmet had encountered his favorite delicacy.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Fuxi."

The Emperor of Time, who was initially just happy to have escaped his original heavens and escaped the fate of perishing with the destruction of the era, immediately became serious and was the first to speak: "We were able to leave our original heavens entirely because of you, and we will certainly not stand idly by. Just give the word, fellow Daoist, and we will immediately wipe out those strange races and restore peace to this world."

That is the 'ashes' left behind by a powerful being comparable to the Dao Fruit, and it must contain another supreme mystery comparable to the Dao Fruit.

Just think back to the time when a single Jianmu fruit, whose connection to the Dao Fruit was uncertain, caused a great fight among many beings from the other shore, including the Three Pure Ones, Amitabha, and Buddha, resulting in the fall of the Heavenly Court, damage to the Jianmu tree, and almost the destruction of the era. How much more so the 'ashes' left behind by an existence comparable to the Dao Fruit.

What virtue or ability did these bizarre progenitors possess to receive such a precious blessing?

As white lotuses bloomed, the Golden Emperor's clear and sacred voice rang out, even more directly: "When does Fellow Daoist Fuxi plan to take action against the plateau?"

Even the usually calm and peaceful Celestial Venerable of Morality was no longer composed, his expression turning somewhat cold: "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, rest assured, although I am not the original body now, my combat power is not much inferior to that of the original body. I will definitely do my best to restore peace to the heavens of this place."

Nuwa looked at Feng Yi with a smile: "Brother, whatever you want to do, I will support you."

'Well'

Seeing the eager expressions on everyone's faces, Feng Yi was taken aback.

He had been thinking about how to persuade these people to help deal with the strange race, but now, without him having to persuade them, they were all acting like they had been injected with adrenaline.

Goodness, the allure of profit truly is strong!
However, for these people, only the path to further advancement can be considered profitable!
Overwhelmed with emotion, just as he was about to say something, a sudden thought struck him, and a peculiar causal star line was reflected in his eyes.

'Is this... Buddha?'

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Feng Yi finally activated the causal star thread.

Buzz

Strands of Buddhist light gathered, carrying the meaning of Nirvana and purity, and slowly coalesced into a monk with a full face and a topknot and spiral hair.

"Buddha?"

Upon seeing the monk, everyone was taken aback.

With a compassionate expression, Buddha clasped his hands together and bowed to Feng Yi, saying, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, how about joining me?"

(End of this chapter)