Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 598, Section 608: Suppressing Victory

The next moment, Lin Beixuan felt an indescribable pressure coming from all directions, and his shoulders felt as heavy as if a mountain was pressing down on them.

The divine power within him seemed to be frozen, unable to circulate at all. Even the Chosen One stopped buzzing and quietly hovered around him.

He looked at the white mirage dragon pearl and the four dragon horns, where they were joined together, emitting a dazzling white light, from which the dragon roar was coming from.

The Mirage Dragon God reacted even more violently; its massive body trembled uncontrollably, and its eyes were filled with fear and awe.

The fierce glint in its eyes for Lin Beixuan vanished without a trace, replaced by a subservience that came from the depths of its soul.

It lowered its head, pressing its massive head against the sea surface, as if worshipping some supreme being.

The five rats were so frightened that they clung to Lin Beixuan's shoulder, their bodies shrinking into a ball again, their paws tightly covering their ears, their bodies trembling like leaves.

Faced with this terrifying dragon's might, they felt as if the sky were about to collapse.

At this moment, Lin Beixuan's attention was entirely focused on the White Mirage Dragon Pearl and the Four Symbols Dragon Horns.

He could sense that the two were undergoing some kind of wonderful fusion.

The patterns on the four dragon horns gradually lit up, intertwining with the luster emitted by the white mirage dragon pearl to form a complex pattern.

Spring thunder, summer rain, autumn dew, and winter hibernation—the four patterns seem to depict four divine dragons swirling and dancing, exuding a fierce aura.

As the fusion ended, a beam of white light suddenly shot towards Lin Beixuan's brow.

Lin Beixuan did not resist, letting the white light crash into him. As he was covered by the light, his consciousness seemed to disappear into a void.

"Rumble..."

As soon as we entered, a deafening rumble of thunder filled our ears, like the roar of an unknown beast. The rain poured down, and the howling wind made our hearts tighten.

"Where is this?" Lin Beixuan looked around, the darkness did not obstruct his vision at all.

The rushing river, the muddy riverbank, and the rice paddies swaying in the wind and rain behind it.

"Does this place feel familiar to you?" Suddenly, a gentle voice rang in Lin Beixuan's ears.

"who!"

Lin Beixuan looked over in surprise. He hadn't expected that with his current strength, he wouldn't even be able to detect someone approaching.

However, when he saw the other person's face clearly, he discovered that it was someone he knew very well.

Whether it was the various accounts he heard from the common people or the scenes he witnessed in the Four Symbols Dragon Horns, he remembered this person vividly.

"Chen Long!"

Looking at the handsome and gentle figure in front of him, dressed in a black robe with dragon patterns, Lin Beixuan's tone was filled with shock.

Chenlong's gentle gaze fell on Lin Beixuan, as if he could see through Lin Beixuan's past and future.

"Don't panic. This is the memory corridor I created after fusing with my magical artifacts. Our meeting here is also destiny."

Lin Beixuan composed himself and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

He could sense that Chenlong meant him no harm. The oppressive aura that had made him feel uneasy subsided considerably after the other party appeared, leaving only a gentle protective force.

"What exactly do you want from bringing me here?" Lin Beixuan asked, frowning slightly.

Chen Long smiled, raised his hand and waved it lightly. The wind and rain suddenly stopped, and the waves of the rushing river also stopped in mid-air. Time and space seemed to be sealed.

At that moment, Lin Beixuan saw several figures running forward, their bodies shrouded in raincoats, behind the curtain of raindrops that had gathered together.

"Zhang Yuanxing!"

Lin Beixuan's gaze sharpened, and he quickly recognized one of them.

Although the other person's appearance was somewhat different from what he had seen before, Lin Beixuan still recognized him accurately.

The Dean of the Xuan Kingdom Academy of Science and Education holds a terrifyingly high position in the Xuan Kingdom and is one of the key figures in the integration of Xuan Kingdom and secular cultural research.

"How did he end up here? And he looks twenty years younger than before!"

Lin Beixuan's gaze swept over Zhang Yuanxing repeatedly before moving to his side.

It was a person completely shrouded in a black raincoat, whose figure was no longer discernible, but the fair chin peeking out from the darkness made Lin Beixuan's heart flutter.

Chenlong looked at the sudden change in Lin Beixuan's expression and said softly, "This is twenty-three years ago, in Xuan Kingdom, at the mouth of the Yangtze River."

Rumble…

As soon as the words were spoken, the seal on time and space was broken, and the violent thunder mixed with the hissing of lightning illuminated the night.

The torrential rain felt like pebbles pelting down on people's shoulders.

Lin Beixuan stood there, somewhat dazed.

His gaze was no longer focused on Zhang Yuanxing, but on the figure next to him whose face was partially visible.

He recalled a story that Zhang Yuanxing had told him before.

That was a dragon-falling incident that occurred more than 20 years ago in the Jiangkou Village area of ​​the Yangtze River basin.

It was only then that he learned that his father had actually been a researcher, and held a high-ranking position in the field.

At that time, he intentionally stopped Zhang Yuanxing from narrating this part, not wanting to get caught up in his less-than-pleasant childhood memories. Unexpectedly, he found himself in the story Zhang Yuanxing was describing.

He wasn't lying!

At first, Lin Beixuan thought that Zhang Yuanxing had made up the story to get closer to him, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Zhang Yuanxing and Lin Guanzhi, along with a group of researchers, arrived at the site of the dragon's fall, guided by villagers from Jiangkou Village.

It was a white dragon that Lin Beixuan considered not to be very large. Its aura flickered, like a candle in the wind, about to disappear.

Of course, this white dragon isn't considered large compared to the dragons Lin Beixuan encountered in the mortal world.

The size of gods like Kangxing Shen or Shenlong Shen, who just fought a battle, can be described as covering the sky and blotting out the sun.

The white dragon in front of us is only about twenty meters long, which is quite small in comparison.

Chenlong walked up to Bailong and patted Bailong's head.

Lin Guanzhi and Zhang Yuanxing's team were focused on researching Bailong, but completely ignored Chenlong, as if they hadn't seen him at all.

"This is me!" Chenlong patted Bailong's head with a smile and said to Lin Beixuan without any attempt to hide his feelings.

"You're going to die!" Lin Beixuan said calmly, looking at Bai Long's increasingly weak breath.

His gaze kept falling on Lin Guanzhi out of the corner of his eye.

From childhood to adulthood, he had very little contact with his parents. In his memory, he seemed to have had very few opportunities to even get a good look at his father's face.

The other person is always very busy. Even when they get home, they leave again in a hurry. The time spent with them is even less than the time spent with the neighbors.

“Yes, I was indeed about to die at that moment.” Chenlong’s voice pulled Lin Beixuan back from his brief memories. “As a mortal master, you shouldn’t die so easily.” Lin Beixuan cleared his mind of his chaotic thoughts and looked directly at Chenlong.

Chenlong seemed indifferent: "Everyone dies eventually, so what can a mortal do?"

"Human life is but a fleeting hundred years, but as far as I know, the lifespan of a mortal has never been interrupted in the history of the secular world, and it is even less likely that one should leave one's own world and go to another world to die."

Lin Beixuan stared at Chenlong, his eyes filled with doubt.

Chenlong sighed, his gaze sweeping over Lin Guanzhi and Zhang Yuanxing, who were busy around Bailong, his tone filled with complexity.

"Some things are beyond the control of lifespan."

"My coming into this world is nothing but a predetermined end."

Chenlong raised his hand and waved, revealing another scene in the rain.

Countless dark figures emerged from the magnificent and towering Divine Abyss Gate, polluting the land and drying up rivers wherever they passed. The time and space of the mortal world, like flowers about to wither, turned yellow and faded away.

The twelve zodiac gods, the underworld, the constellation gods... many mortal deities fought with those shadowy figures, their divine bodies stained red, their divine blood spilling onto the earth.

"This is a war from hundreds of years ago. You should know quite a bit about the situation back then by now," Chenlong said calmly.

Lin Beixuan nodded. Apart from Chenlong, he had already met the other eleven mortal masters and knew most of what happened in that great battle back then.

"I have never understood why you did not unite all the forces of the mortal world to fight against the world behind the gate, but instead chose to let you gods bear the burden alone."

Chen Long turned his head to look at Lin Beixuan, shook his head with a wry smile, and asked in a serious tone, "Do you think ordinary people have the ability to resist those demon gods behind the gates?"

"As for those low-level demonic remains, I can annihilate them with a flick of my hand, without breaking a sweat. What use would it be for ordinary people to help us?"

"Moreover, the Lord of the Underworld sensed the existence of the door the moment it appeared and moved it to a crevice in the Netherworld space. Ordinary people cannot see the door at all, and the low-level demonic remains inside the door cannot withstand the winds of the Netherworld and cannot enter the mortal world."

Lin Beixuan was silent for a moment: "But you still haven't dealt with what's behind the door, have you?"

"This means that the path you've taken may not be the right one."

clap clap clap...

Chenlong clapped his hands with a smile, his gaze becoming distant.

"Actually, it's not a question of right or wrong, but rather that it had to be done that way at the time."

"The power of the world behind the door is far beyond imagination. The seventy-two demon gods can not only devour divine power, but also corrupt the minds of living beings. If ordinary people are involved, they will only become their nourishment and accelerate the collapse of the mortal world."

Upon hearing this, Lin Beixuan's brows furrowed solemnly, and he couldn't help but think to himself, "Could it be that I'm on the wrong path?"

Chenlong seemed to have seen through Lin Beixuan's thoughts and began to explain.

"The path you've chosen isn't wrong; it's just that our times are different, and our methods are different. That's why the Tiger and Pig didn't stop you."

"You know about what's happening around me?" Lin Beixuan was taken aback upon hearing this.

Chenlong smiled and said, "I can roughly calculate some of it."

"Calculate?"

"Calculate!"

Chenlong nodded affirmatively.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

"Actually, I'm very curious, where did 'I' come from?"

Having said that, Lin Beixuan didn't hesitate any longer and directly asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time.

What exactly is his relationship with Chenlong? Why do so many common folk say that Chenlong is playing a very big game, and he is a key piece in it?

After saying this, Lin Beixuan stared into Chenlong's eyes, as if trying to see the most truthful answer in the other's eyes.

"you……"

Chenlong smiled and answered truthfully: "Your existence is not something I control, nor are you my pawn."

"In fact, Yin Hu and the others were all wrong."

“They think that my martyrdom was part of a grand scheme, involving everything and plotting to determine the future.”

"But in reality, the future is uncertain and unpredictable. How can it be changed at will simply by starting to plan?"

"I was merely using my own power in the Heavenly Calculation to try to save the future from collapse and to fight for a glimmer of hope for the future of the mortal world."

Lin Beixuan raised an eyebrow, shifting the conversation to the crucial point: "But why did you die, and why in this world?"

Upon hearing this, Chenlong looked at Lin Guanzhi and the others who were trying to obtain more research information before Bailong died completely in the torrential rain, his voice tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"My death was inevitable. Back in the great war between the two worlds, my life force was severely damaged by the Source Demon among the seventy-two pillar demon gods, and my life was not long."

“I knew they wouldn’t give up and would definitely come back, so I spent a hundred years calculating, but no matter how I calculated, I found that it was a dead end.”

Chenlong's eyes were dim as he gently stroked Bailong's cold body.

"Fortunately, heaven rewards those who persevere. During one of my calculations, I accidentally discovered your world. This world and the mortal world share the same origin, but there is no intermingling of pure and impure energies. So I opened a passage between the two worlds and left my dying body here."

"Since the mortal world alone cannot resist the erosion of the world behind the gate, I will adjust the timeline and bring the mortal world, which was originally supposed to be swallowed by the world behind the gate after the mortal world, into the game ahead of time, so that we can fight against it with the power of two worlds."

Chenlong laughed: "I know that by doing this, the present world, which originally had a hundred years to catch its breath, will be plunged into chaos ahead of time."

"But the opportunity was right in front of me, and I was unwilling to give it up."

Suddenly, Lin Beixuan noticed that Chenlong's figure was gradually fading away, and the white dragon beside him was also decaying and disappearing at an alarming speed.

Zhang Yuanxing, who was scanning Bai Long's body, shouted, "It's about to disappear! Take down any available body tissue as soon as possible!"

They tried to cut the white dragon's body with sharp knives, but they couldn't leave a single mark.

Under Lin Beixuan's gaze, Chenlong smiled and waved his hand gently. The rest of the white dragon's body disappeared, leaving only the hard exterior of the dragon's head, which gradually softened, allowing a sharp knife to pierce through.

As Lin Beixuan watched this scene, a strange emotion welled up inside him.

What kind of determination does it take to watch your body be taken away and then actively push for it to happen?

He watched as Zhang Yuanxing removed the white dragon's horn, while Lin Guanzhi took out a jade tablet stained with dragon blood from the white dragon's brain.

Rumble…

A bolt of lightning flashed, and the dim world suddenly brightened, allowing Lin Beixuan to see the appearance of the jade tablet.

That was a jade pendant that his father had given him.

It's in his mind now.

(End of this chapter)