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

The Yellow Springs have returned to their rightful place, and the dark yellow river flows ceaselessly. The pervasive mist carries an aura of forgetfulness and tranquility, adding a touch of solemnity and mystery to the cyclical order of the Underworld. The Underworld space is expanding steadily, its laws are becoming increasingly perfect, and everything seems to be developing in a better direction.

However, after successively uncovering ancient secrets and invoking the origin of the Yellow Springs, a question that Lin Xuan had previously intentionally or unintentionally ignored inevitably surfaced in his mind as his understanding of the Dao of Reincarnation deepened—

What was his past life like?

Ordinary beings, even cultivators, leave traces in the cycle of reincarnation. According to the order of reincarnation, although their past lives have been washed away by the Yellow Springs, they should still leave an imprint deep within the origin of reincarnation, allowing them to be traced. Especially now that he is the Lord of Reincarnation, wielding power over the Netherworld, it should not be difficult for him to glimpse his own past.

However, he discovered that he had absolutely no clue about his identity as an ordinary mortal on Earth before his transmigration, or his earlier reincarnation experiences, as if it were an absolute blank.

This is absolutely not normal!

How could someone who can awaken the talent of "Projection of All Heavens", condense the "Eternal Nascent Soul", gain the recognition of the "Transcendence Mark", and even resonate with the ancient Yellow Springs phantom be an ordinary mortal from another world?

"What secrets are hidden within me?" Deep within the Underworld Palace, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze reflecting the cycle of creation and destruction of the universe, filled with a mixture of inquiry and solemnity. "The Celestial Court sees me as a rebellious immortal and wants to eliminate me as soon as possible, simply because I have touched upon the authority of reincarnation? Or... have they sensed something more?"

He recalled the Celestial Court's initial reaction, so intense and resolute, it seemed to be more than just an attitude towards a "challenger," but rather towards a... taboo that had to be erased!

"It's time to look back at my past."

Lin Xuan stood up and took a step forward, arriving at the newly renovated Xuanhuang Yellow Spring. The turbid and deep river flowed silently, shrouded in mist, as if concealing all the secrets of the universe.

He did not rely on the Mirror of Judgment, which was used to judge external souls. What he wanted to use was his own supreme authority as the master of reincarnation, to directly communicate with the core essence of the underworld, and the reincarnation mark that was intertwined with his life!

He sat cross-legged on the shore, his hands forming an extremely profound hand seal. The ancient primordial spirit within his body moved in sync, its small hands pressing down, creating the deepest resonance with the reincarnation mark below.

"Tracing back to the source, illuminating the past!" "In my name, reincarnation...reverses!"

boom!

The primal power of the entire Netherworld was subtly stirred. The surging Yellow Springs seemed to freeze for a moment, the Mirror of Judgment, hanging high above, dimmed, and the phantom of the Six Paths of Reincarnation also dimmed slightly. All the power was converging on Lin Xuan, empowering his act of probing his own origins.

Guided by the mark of reincarnation, his divine sense seemed to transform into a small boat going against the current, boldly plunging into the illusory river of reincarnation that contained endless time, space and life information!

This is not a movement in the physical sense, but a kind of impact on the past at the level of consciousness, along the lines of cause and effect and time!

He wanted to go against the flow of time to see where he came from!

At first, the scene rapidly reversed. He "saw" his rise in the Xuan Tian Star Region, his arduous cultivation during the Golden Core, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Refining stages, and even earlier, his ordinary and brief mortal life on Earth... These memories were clearly visible, like the sand and stones on a riverbank.

However, when he tried to transcend that "mortal" stage and trace back to a more distant past—

A sudden change has occurred!

The "river" ahead suddenly became a chaotic mess! It was no longer a clear timeline, no longer a continuous record of life, but an endless, churning fog!

This mist was no ordinary water vapor; it presented a chaotic color, within which seemed to be billions of fragments of laws being born and dying, countless illusions of time and space being shattered, and contained a barrier that made Lin Xuan's heart tremble, as if it could annihilate all probing power!

His divine sense vessel crashed into this chaotic mist, instantly sinking into an absolute quagmire! Moving forward became incredibly difficult, his perception was greatly weakened, and he even completely lost his sense of direction! From within the mist came incredibly powerful forces of repulsion and rebound, as if guarding some earth-shattering secret, not allowing anyone to peek into it!

"Hmph! Open it for me!"

Lin Xuan's Dao heart was resolute. He snorted coldly and fully activated the Samsara Mark, drawing upon more Netherworld Origin to enhance it! The eyes of the Eternal Nascent Soul burst forth with dazzling divine light, and the scene of the universe's birth and death was frantically deduced at an unprecedented speed, attempting to analyze and break through this layer of mist!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The divine sense clashed violently with the mist, creating a deafening roar on an invisible level. Lin Xuan felt his very soul tremble, his energy greatly depleted. However, the chaotic mist remained like an unchanging ancient reef, firmly sealing off the distant past no matter how he attacked, only being forced to retreat a negligible distance.

In that stalemate, through the narrow gap that had been forced back, Lin Xuan caught a glimpse of several extremely blurry, yet incredibly disturbing, fragmented images:

• An ancient celestial court, its vastness and splendor beyond description, but its style was completely different from the current celestial court. It was more ancient and grander, yet also... more dilapidated, as if it had experienced a terrible war.

A blurry, imposing figure, radiating a sense of closeness and sorrow that resonated even in his soul, stood amidst a shattered starry sky, seemingly resisting something, before finally... fading away in obscurity.

A fragment shimmering with chaotic light, containing a faint wisp of spiritual energy, drifted through endless nothingness, traversing countless cosmic barriers, and finally crashed into a blue... mortal planet.

The scene abruptly ends here!

The slight gap that had retreated instantly closed, and the chaotic mist retaliated with even greater force!

"puff--!"

Lin Xuan felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. His divine sense vessel was instantly ejected from the illusory image of the River of Reincarnation and returned to his physical body. He suddenly spat out a small mouthful of pale golden blood, his face pale, and his breathing became disordered, clearly suffering some backlash.

But he couldn't care less about any of that at the moment; his mind was filled with that fleeting glimpse of the incomplete scene he had just seen!

An ancient celestial court? A majestic yet vanished figure? Fragments and glimmers of light traversing the universe?

These fragments of information do not correspond to any of his known history! That was no ordinary experience of reincarnation!

"My past life... was indeed extraordinary!" Lin Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes not showing dejection but instead bursting with an even more fervent and sharp light. "Was that chaotic mist protecting me? Or sealing me?"

He could sense that the mist was not naturally formed, but rather an extremely powerful and high-level sealing technique! Its purpose was to conceal his true origins!

Who placed the seal? The Celestial Court? Or some other unknown entity?

And what does that fleeting glimpse of the ancient celestial court, that towering figure, signify? Is there some deeper connection between him and the ancient cycle of reincarnation destroyed by the celestial court? Did the disappearance of that figure and the collapse of reincarnation occur at the same time?

More questions arose.

But Lin Xuan's heart calmed down instead. The unknown was certainly unsettling, but at least it proved that he was not a rootless duckweed. His rise and his path may have already been foreshadowed by fate.

"Whatever my past life may hold, whatever lies hidden behind the mist..." Lin Xuan slowly rose, his aura gradually calming, his eyes becoming incredibly deep and resolute. Gazing at the ceaselessly flowing Yellow Springs, he seemed to be declaring to the unseen forces: "In this life, I am Lin Xuan, wielding the reincarnation, transcending all limitations!" "This mist cannot stop me! One day, I will tear it open with my own hands and see the truth!" "If there were grudges in my past life, I will repay them in this life! If there were favors in my past life, I will repay them in this life! If there were unfinished paths in my past life... in this life, I will continue them!" "No one can define my past, and no one can control my future!" "My path lies only in this day, only in... my own hands!"

As the voice faded, the Samsara Mark trembled slightly, as if responding to his resolve.

Peeking into the past, though only shrouded in mist, allowed Lin Xuan to more clearly recognize his own extraordinary nature and strengthened his belief in breaking free from all shackles and taking control of his own destiny.

His origins may involve secrets even older than the Celestial Court. But so what?

When soldiers come, generals will meet them; when water comes, earth will dam it. If this universe is a game of chess, then Lin Xuan must be the one playing the game, not a piece on the board.

The fog will eventually dissipate, and he will stand above all truths as the Lord of Reincarnation.