What do you mean by my awakened profession being Monster Hunter?

A pair of eyes pierced through countless ages, meeting Qi Shi'an's gaze across the river of time, causing Qi Shi'an's heart to tremble violently.

What kind of eyes were those?

It is ancient and profound, as if it contains the vastness of time and space, yet it also possesses an indescribable tranquility and steadfastness.

Qi Shi'an read a certain conviction in that gaze, not the desolation of a defeated man, but rather the calm smile of someone who had seen through fate.

"I have seen the light of the future!"

The grand voice rang out again, this time much clearer, as if someone were whispering in your ear.

"I use my body to sever the bonds of time!"

boom!

The heavens and earth trembled, the river of time surged violently, and the stars of history shook in disarray.

The Immortal King Wuzhong burned himself, activating his great magic, constantly forming hand seals and launching attacks. He not only sent away the Qilin cub, but also severed a section of the long river, interfering with a corner of the future.

"What happened? Which period of time did he influence?"

A tall figure stood at the upper reaches of the long river, his whole body glowing, chanting true scriptures, shaking the ancient river. One after another, the stars flickered and revolved around him.

He searched through the river of time, trying to find the years that the Immortal King of No End had severed.

However, it was all in vain. The Immortal King Wuzhong was the number one master of the laws of time. He burned his essence and blood to unleash an invincible technique, completely severing a section of the long river, and no one could find him.

"It seems my cultivation is still insufficient. Only by breaking through to the King Realm can I find it," the tall figure said coldly.

"Haha... A long and sorrowful scroll of a thousand years, a lone sail on the long river of time!"

"Anlan, Yutuo, the Red King... one day, you too will follow in our footsteps!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Dao of the Immortal King Wuzhong completely collapsed, his life force was cut off, and he fell to the earth from the starry sky!

Chapter 366 A Fleeting Glance

Everything before my eyes looks very close, but it is actually very far away, separated by countless ages.

Qi Shi'an felt a deep unease and bitterness in his heart. It turned out that he had not been predicted by the Immortal King of the Otherworld, but was actually part of the scheme of the Immortal King of No End.

"The power of the Immortal Kings is unparalleled throughout history, and the Immortal King Wuzhong has actually achieved such a level that even the Ancient Ancestor of Time Beasts could not deduce it. He truly is the number one person in the law of time!" Qi Shi'an muttered to himself.

When he awoke in front of the palace gates, he looked around and found that nothing had changed.

However, floating in front of him was an ancient magical artifact, a piece of the Reincarnation Disc that he had seized years ago when he killed the Divine Fire Man in the Immortal Ancient Ruins.

At this moment, the Wheel of Reincarnation emitted bursts of chaotic energy and released boundless light, resonating with the Celestial Palace.

At this moment, the gates of the celestial palace suddenly opened without anyone noticing, and wisps of celestial mist overflowed from within.

"It seems that all of this has something to do with you." Qi Shi'an gripped the Reincarnation Disc tightly and looked towards the Celestial Palace.

He was not surprised that the Reincarnation Disc could open the cave of the Immortal King Wuzhong, because during the Immortal Ancient Era, the Immortal King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Immortal King Wuzhong often discussed the Dao together, one studying reincarnation and the other comprehending time.

The two discussed and promoted each other's understanding, pushing their invincible techniques to the highest level.

The celestial palace remained sacred and majestic, and the bronze bells on the eaves still jingled softly.

But looking at it now, he felt that there was something more to the sound of the bells. It was like the echo of a bell, the lingering sound of a war drum, and the most magnificent swan song of an era!

"The cave where the Immortal King Wuzhong once cultivated?" Qi Shi'an stepped inside.

Inside the celestial palace, it was far more desolate than Qi Shi'an had imagined. The ground was covered with ancient rocks, which were reddish in color, as if they were soaked in blood and weathered over countless years. They made a rustling sound when stepped on.

The dome was shrouded in a chaotic mist, with a few remaining stars appearing and disappearing, their light almost nonexistent, as if frozen by an invisible force of time, unable even to collapse.

"what?"

Suddenly, Qi Shi'an walked to a bronze hall and his eyes were drawn to the patterns on the walls.

Those were scriptures, along with some intricate engravings, very mysterious, and they even recorded some supreme supernatural powers.

"The legacy of the Immortal King Wuzhong?!" Qi Shi'an was greatly surprised.

It was not just one scripture, but quite a few, engraved all over the bronze wall, exuding an astonishing aura of the Great Dao.

However, these scriptures are not complete; most are incomplete, with only a portion recorded at most.

Qi Shi'an also set his sights on some of the engraved images and carefully memorized them. The six engraved images formed a mysterious magic seal, imprinted there, with an unfathomable Daoist charm.

There is no further explanation, only six engraved images.

The diagram is complete, but it lacks the corresponding operating method, which is the most important scripture.

Qi Shi'an had a strange feeling. These six engraved pictures contained the profound meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Technique. They were very grand and had profound implications.

"The profound meaning contained within is the complete Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Art, but the text is severely incomplete." Qi Shi'an pondered for a moment. "However, integrating these profound meanings into the Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art, and using this method to circulate the text, will allow the Six Desires Heaven to possess the power of the Six Paths, which is the same!"

Qi Shi'an sat cross-legged in the center, with six engraved images appearing and disappearing on the stone wall. The seals were extremely profound, and each time he looked at them, different mysteries emerged.

He tried to touch the rhythm of the Great Dao in the picture with his own magic power, and instantly felt six different auras pressing down at the same time, as if six vast heavens and earths were closing in at the same time.

Qi Shi'an formed a hand seal, and the illusory image of the Myriad Dao Trees hung above his head, with thousands of Dao principles descending, hazy and indistinct, enveloping him within.

The immense pressure emanating from the six engraved images was immediately supported by the Myriad Trees, transforming into countless runes that swirled and flowed around them.

The Myriad Paths Tree glowed with light, each leaf reflecting the outline of a pattern. At the same time, Qi Shi'an activated the Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art, attempting to integrate its profound meaning into this demonic art.

The Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art is the unified technique of the Great Nurturing Heavenly Demon Scripture. It has long since transformed and can be compatible with all kinds of Taoist methods.

At this moment, using the Great Unification Technique as a framework, he incorporated the profound mysteries of the Six Paths of Reincarnation into it. The Myriad Paths Tree emitted wisps of Daoist light, and the grand mysteries contained in the engravings were analyzed, reorganized, and slowly integrated into the technique.

boom!

Qi Shi'an's ears were ringing, as if a great bell was resounding in his heart. The Dao was naturally formed, impacting his consciousness and shaking him to his core. This was the supreme mystery.

He slowly formed hand seals, comprehending the mysteries of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and integrating them into his demonic arts. The first hand seal seemed to be creating a new world!

There, the demonic mountains rose one after another, and the demonic energy permeated the air, making it resemble a demonic abyss, extremely ferocious.

"This modification is quite good, it's full of the spirit of the Food Paradise." Qi Shi'an seemed to understand something.

Soon, he formed the second hand seal, and the heavens and earth trembled violently. Immortal mist filled the air, and soft, melodious music played. The world was filled with a lazy and peaceful atmosphere, like the warm spring sun, transforming this place into a sacred land.

Qi Shi'an succeeded with this move as well. This is the Sleep Desire Heaven, which can make people sink into beautiful dreams and become unable to extricate themselves.

He gradually delved into this method and gained new experiences and discoveries: the six realms of reincarnation are not limited to one form, but are diverse and varied.

Before long, he had grasped the six profound meanings and successfully integrated them, creating his own seal technique.

"It's done!" Qi Shi'an exclaimed with joy.

He stood up, took one last look at the six engraved images, and then walked deeper into the area.

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Beside the Pool of Transformation, three supreme beings from another realm sat cross-legged in the sky, their bodies shrouded in chaotic energy, their figures blurred and motionless, like statues.

Not far away, a spirit corpse was covered in blood, bound by chains that it could not break free no matter how hard it struggled.

This is an extremely powerful treasure, ranking among the top quasi-immortal artifacts, capable of binding any living being below the immortal level!

"What should we do? Are we just going to keep waiting like this? Maybe that brat is dead!" said the White Bone Supreme.

The old man with blood-red eyes sighed, "What can we do? We've tried to enter the Transformation Pool before, but we just can't. Let's wait and see."

The three of them tried to enter the Transformation Pool, but as soon as they entered, it triggered a riot that nearly melted them.

The pool seemed to be extremely hostile to them, as if it had been enchanted by some kind of magic, leaving them helpless.

"What about the people we sent out? Have they found out any trace of that Devouring Heaven Emperor Clan?" the Six-Winged Locust asked.

In the past few days, they have not only been stationed here, but have also sent many people to search for traces of the Devouring Heaven Emperor Clan.

That descendant of the imperial family was extremely noble, and they were afraid to take responsibility if something happened to him.

Because that ancient place had not been visited by any descendants for tens of thousands of years, and now it has just appeared and yet it has perished. To put it bluntly, it is because they did not take good care of it.

"Wait a minute. They've only been out for a few days, and you think you can find them already?"

After a long time, someone finally returned to report.

“The three supreme beings, Qing Li of the Devouring Heaven Emperor Clan… has perished!” someone’s voice trembled.

"What!?"

The three supreme beings stood up abruptly, their pupils shrinking as they stared intently at the people below.

"Qing Li, has he really perished!?" The old man with blood-red eyes asked solemnly.

“It’s absolutely true. It was said by the newly arrived Supreme Being from beyond the Old Land: Qing Li’s soul lamp has been extinguished!” someone said.

A moment of silence fell over everyone. Qing Li's soul lamp went dark and became completely still, confirming his death.

"Alas, it seems that when I return this time, I will likely be questioned by the Imperial Clan." The White Bone Supreme sighed.

"There's no other way. The Imperial Clan is already small in number and has always been protective of its own. The only way to appease the Imperial Clan now is to find the murderer." The Blood-Eyed Elder shook his head helplessly.

The Six-Winged Locust roared, "Why are you still looking for the murderer? Isn't the murderer right here in the Transformation Pool?"

The White Bone Supreme pondered for a moment, then sneered, "That's true. Only by capturing the little devil can the Imperial Clan's explanation be perfect."

The old man with blood-red eyes understood immediately and nodded: "This path is the only entrance and the only exit. If he comes out, he will have no chance of escape; if he doesn't come out... then he is dead!"

The large number of cultivators who had perished earlier, including those from the imperial clan, could all be blamed on the little devil, no matter who killed them.

Anyway, he had killed quite a few alien creatures, so one more or one less wouldn't make a difference.

"He's doomed. Even a miracle couldn't save him!"

A group of people were filled with rage and high morale, vowing to capture the Demon Lord and tear him to pieces!

Inside the celestial palace, Qi Shi'an passed through the bronze hall and arrived at a slightly smaller stone chamber. The walls were polished to an extremely smooth finish, without any carvings or scriptures. In the center, there was only a stone table and a futon.

As he stepped inside, a sudden change occurred. His body began to glow, covered in inscriptions, and a misty power of time shot out from within him, landing in the futon.

"This..." Qi Shi'an looked surprised.

When did he acquire a trace of the power of time within him? Could it be from the time of the ancient battle in the Dream of Immortals?

Ahead, chaotic energy surged within the futon, and a faint figure materialized, its robes fluttering, its eyes like a vast sea and starry sky, and the power of time boiling around it. The moment it appeared, everything in the stone chamber seemed to freeze.

Qi Shi'an was shocked. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, he knew that this was very likely the Immortal King Wuzhong!

"It seems my guess was correct; someone in future generations will guide you here," said the Immortal King Wuzhong calmly.

Guidance? Qi Shi'an was slightly puzzled. Why would the Immortal King Wuzhong say such a thing?

"Lord Wuzhong, I once dreamt of that battle and saw you cut off a segment of time. I want to ask, was that mine?" Qi Shi'an asked, voicing the confusion in his heart.

“I once gazed across the river of time and saw a white figure standing at the lower reaches of the river. After pointing out a node, it disappeared in an instant, beyond even the ability to deduce,” said the Immortal King Wuzhong.

Qi Shi'an looked puzzled and asked, "Who is that person?"

"I don't know. I only know that the person is stronger than me. He gives me the feeling of an unparalleled celestial emperor." Wuzhong Immortal King shook his head.

Qi Shi'an was greatly alarmed. Could that person be one of the three future emperors?

Was the reason for revealing it to let the Immortal King Wuzhong see it, and then help him sever the river of time?

"So, is it because Lord Wuzhong cut off the long river?"

The Immortal King Wuzhong stared meaningfully at the young man before him and said with a faint smile, "Who knows? Perhaps even I now cannot fathom what I did back then. It was just a fleeting glance, yet it interfered with a cause and effect. Oh well, let nature take its course."

call out!

With a flick of his finger, the Immortal King Wuzhong caused countless runes to appear on the walls of the stone chamber, converging into a beam of immortal light that went straight into Qi Shi'an's brow.

"This is the invincible technique I have cultivated, so I will pass it on to you. My method should not be lost to the world."

With a wave of his hand, the Immortal King Wuzhong swapped places with Qi Shi'an.

Qi Shi'an sat on the futon, enveloped by a warm and gentle aura that made the obscure scriptures clear.

He understood that this was a gift from the Immortal King of No End, intended to help him comprehend the Scripture of No End.

Qi Shi'an closed his eyes tightly, carefully comprehending the mysteries of the Wuzhong Scripture. This was the Supreme Immortal King Scripture, containing many Daoist principles concerning the laws of time.

The Immortal King Wuzhong stared at the black-robed youth on the futon, runes flowing in his eyes, the power of time surging, trying to see through the person before him.

Unfortunately, he could only see a hazy, chaotic mass, which made him wonder what secret the boy in front of him held.

He could never forget that fleeting glimpse back then, in the lower reaches of the river of time, revealed the image of an unparalleled emperor whose cultivation was terrifyingly powerful. Just one glance was enough to shake his mind and spirit.

That imperial figure seemed to transcend ancient history; it could not be found again after that manifestation.

Perhaps, that person wanted him to use his magic to sever a point that the other person had pointed out, although it's unclear why that person didn't act on their own.