Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

The lingering power of the Celestial Court's decree, like a chilling tide, swept across every corner of the myriad realms, deeply imprinting the mark of "defying the immortals" and overwhelming killing intent into the minds of countless beings. However, within this Primordial Pure Land, an unusual tranquility prevailed.

The Netherworld stretches for miles, its sky hazy, its earth dark, the Yellow Springs murmuring, and its palaces solemn. The clamor and carnage of the outside world seem to be shut out by that invisible barrier, with only the peaceful Daoist rhythm of reincarnation flowing through this place.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged before the Underworld Palace, with the initially sealed, dark red Divine Transformation Immortal Blood floating in front of him. The blood ball was no bigger than a fist, yet it was as heavy as a mountain. Inside, it contained the killing immortal essence and Divine Transformation origin cultivated by Xue Tu throughout his life, and his undying killing will surged within it, emitting silent roars, trying to break through the seal.

He originally planned to refine this blood as soon as possible to replenish his nearly depleted cultivation and prepare for the impending pursuit from all the heavens and myriad realms. But just as he mobilized his remaining magical power and prepared to begin refining it, an unexpected change occurred.

"Buzz—"

Beneath him, this newly formed patch of earth trembled slightly without warning.

It was not an external impact, but a throbbing sensation originating from its core essence!

Centered on the Underworld Palace, beneath the entire hundred-mile-long Underworld Land, the foundation formed by Lin Xuan's interception of the void of the ancient starry road, fusion with his own Samsara True Meaning, and absorption of the power of the Immortal Venerable's palm and the original essence of many Immortal Envoys, now seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, and began to rotate and condense autonomously and slowly!

Countless specks of gray and dark gold light emerged from every inch of the underworld, from every breath of air, like fireflies summoned to the surface, converging towards the underworld palace. The waters of the Yellow Springs simmered slightly, releasing a misty aura imbued with soul power that merged into the waters. Even the illusory image of the underworld palace cast down solemn, ghostly light.

All of this was not orchestrated by Lin Xuan, but rather a spontaneous and instinctive sublimation and completion of this nascent world after it absorbed and refined the origins of many powerful immortals under the immense pressure of the Celestial Court's decree!

Lin Xuan stopped what he was doing, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes as he closely observed the sudden change. He could feel his connection with this Netherworld becoming stronger, as if it were growing on its own, nurturing something.

As the gathering light and energy increased, a slowly rotating chaotic vortex formed at the core directly beneath the Underworld Palace. At the center of the vortex, the pressure and energy reached their peak, and some deeper, more ancient runes began to flash and coalesce.

These runes were not any characters or array patterns that Lin Xuan knew. They were twisted and strange, yet they contained the most primal meanings of "end," "destination," "exile," and "judgment"! They were the natural Dao patterns of reincarnation!

As time passed, the vortex gradually slowed down, but the light at its core grew even brighter.

In the end, all the light spots, energy, and Dao patterns collapsed and condensed into a single point!

"Zheng—!"

A clear, resonant sound, seemingly emanating from the primordial chaos and piercing through time, resounded from that core!

A mark about the size of a fingernail, with a chaotic color throughout, neither gold, stone, nor jade, slowly appeared before Lin Xuan's eyes.

The mark is irregular in shape, with blurred edges, as if it is still evolving. Yet, it is naturally engraved with those twisted and ancient patterns of reincarnation. Just one glance at it is enough to make one's soul tremble, as if one has seen the end of life and the final destination of all things. It exudes a serene, ancient, and supreme aura that governs the cycle of life and death.

It is this very primordial pure land that spontaneously gave birth to the core of origin—the mark of reincarnation!

At the very moment that the mark of reincarnation was fully formed!

Within Lin Xuan's dantian, the ancient nascent soul that had been sitting quietly and meditating suddenly opened its eyes! The nascent soul's eyes, which contained the scenes of the birth and death of the universe, stared intently at the reincarnation mark in the outside world!

It's not hostility, but an attraction and resonance that comes from the source!

At the same time, the Transcendence Mark, which had been dormant deep within the Nascent Soul and was obtained from the primordial projection world, representing the concept of "transcendence," seemed to awaken from its slumber and suddenly burst forth with a hazy and profound radiance!

"Buzz!"

The Samsara Mark seemed to sense the existence of the Transcendence Mark as well, and it trembled slightly, emitting a hazy gray halo.

Two marks, one on the outside and one on the inside, vibrate and resonate simultaneously, separated by the physical body and nothingness!

An indescribable, profound Daoist aura emanated from Lin Xuan. It was not an increase in power, but a deeper fusion and enlightenment concerning the essence of existence.

Lin Xuanfu felt a sudden inspiration and immediately immersed himself in the experience, carefully comprehending this rare resonance.

He "saw" that the mark of reincarnation represents "order," "destiny," and "the cycle of cause and effect." It is like a long, ever-flowing river that governs the trajectory of all things from birth to death, and is an important part of maintaining the balance of the universe.

The mark of transcendence represents "breakthrough," "freedom," and "breaking free from constraints." It is like a fish swimming upstream, or a star breaking free from the shackles of gravity, pursuing the breaking of predetermined paths and the attainment of true freedom.

The two seem to be opposites: one defines a trajectory, while the other breaks free from it.

But in this moment of resonance, Lin Xuan realized that they were actually two sides of the same coin, an indispensable part of the cycle of the Great Dao!

Without the order of reincarnation, transcendence loses its starting point and reference, like a rootless duckweed. And without the pursuit of transcendence, reincarnation becomes an eternal prison, with all beings trapped within its confines, unable to find liberation.

"To transcend, I must understand the order of reincarnation; only then can I find the opportunity for liberation." "I created reincarnation not to imprison, but to give all beings... a starting point to choose liberation!"

At this moment, Lin Xuan's understanding of his own path suddenly became clear!

His path is both transcendence and the control of reincarnation! He uses reincarnation to establish the foundation of order, and transcendence to break the limits of order! The ultimate goal is to establish infinite possibilities on an orderly basis, rather than pure chaos or absolute confinement!

As he gained enlightenment, the resonance between the marks of reincarnation and transcendence grew stronger, and the Daoist principles intertwined, beginning to nourish and complement each other.

The outline of the Reincarnation Mark seemed to become a little clearer, and in that chaotic color, there was a faint glimmer of light representing "variables" and "possibilities." The clear light that transcended the Mark also became more solid, less ethereal, and more grounded in the order of reality.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the intense resonance gradually subsided.

The Reincarnation Mark transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the depths of the Underworld Palace, completely merging with this Primordial Underworld Pure Land, becoming its inseparable core. With the arrival of this complete mark, the entire Underworld seemed to have a true backbone; its boundaries became more stable, the Yellow Springs flowed more smoothly, and even the illusory image of the Underworld Palace solidified somewhat.

The mark of transcendence also disappeared again into the depths of the nascent soul, but the Daoist charm it emitted was completely different from before.

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, feeling that although his physical condition had not yet recovered, his Dao heart was clearer and more resolute than ever before. The resonance of the mark just now brought about a crucial Dao enlightenment, far more precious than a simple increase in power.

He looked at the still struggling mass of Immortal Blood in front of him again, his eyes now different.

"Refine!"

Without further hesitation, he formed hand seals, drawing upon the power of the Primordial Pure Land and a trace of the power of the Reincarnation Mark, enveloping the ball of immortal blood.

This time, the tenacious killing intent within the immortal blood, upon contact with the aura of reincarnation, seemed to have encountered its natural nemesis, letting out a mournful howl and greatly weakening its struggle. The pure Nascent Soul origin and immortal essence were rapidly stripped away and refined, merging into Lin Xuan's parched meridians and nascent soul like sweet rain.

His aura began to recover and grow stronger at a visible speed.

With the initial formation of the Reincarnation Mark, the path to enlightenment became clear. The pursuit by the heavens was no longer merely a crisis, but a trial ground for him to verify his own Great Dao, hone his transcendence and the meaning of Reincarnation!

Lin Xuan's gaze pierced through the Pure Land, looking towards the perilous ancient starry road, his eyes calm and profound.

"bring it on."