Chapter 59
The red-gold light looked like a cluster of raging flames, or like the scorching sun that had broken free from the constraints of the mortal world, rising straight up towards the vast sky.
Until they reached the top of this world, where it was impossible to advance any further, Yan Bujian's figure finally slowly emerged.
He raised his head and looked beyond the sky.
There was no physical barrier; as far as the eye could see, it was still a vast, empty chaos. Yet, an invisible boundary stretched before them, like a transparent curtain, completely isolating this world from the outside world.
He was silent for a moment, and the red light around him gradually became brighter. The divine consciousness of returning to perfection was like a silent tide, surging out, slowly spreading and wandering along the invisible boundary, trying to find that elusive opportunity for a breakthrough.
After a moment, his eyes fluttered slightly, then closed. A wisp of lustrous spiritual consciousness detached from his body, like an arrow shot from a bow, suddenly crashing into a certain boundary!
"Buzz—"
A subtle vibration spread in the void, and the moment the divine consciousness penetrated the boundary, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
Looking out, I saw not the familiar blue sky, but an endless, deep darkness, with countless tiny points of light floating and drifting in it, like star fragments.
Yan Bujian's divine sense continued to climb towards the depths of darkness, rising higher and higher until it could overlook the entire Three Thousand Continents.
Looking back, he finally saw the true appearance of this land——
The ground beneath his feet wasn't a flat continent, but a massive sphere suspended in the ethereal universe. Land and ocean interwoven into a dazzling tapestry, like a treasure meticulously crafted from the palm of a Creator. His divine consciousness followed the sphere's edge, passing through the frozen wastelands of the far north, past the boiling volcanoes of southern Xinjiang, and across the vast blue waves of the East China Sea, ultimately returning to his starting point.
The three thousand continents are actually a sphere.
Just as his mind was shaken, a brilliant golden light suddenly shone in the deep darkness! His mind was drawn by it, and he couldn't help but fly deeper and farther into the universe.
As he continued to move forward, the scene before him began to rewind—
When chaos first began and the universe was not yet determined, only boundless and confused energy filled the four poles.
Suddenly, a towering figure rose from the primordial chaos, clad in pristine animal hides. Holding a massive axe, it radiated the will of creation—it was none other than Pangu, the legendary god who created the universe! His eyes fluttered open, and divine light shone forth, like a sharp sword tearing through eternal darkness. He raised his axe high, fiercely slashing down upon the endless chaos!
"Boom—"
The moment the axe fell, the primordial energy surged violently. Clear energy rose to form the sky, while turbid energy sank and condensed into the earth. Fearing that heaven and earth would reunite, Pangu lifted the heavens with his hands and stepped on the thick earth, his body growing day by day. After ten thousand years, the world finally solidified, but he died of exhaustion, collapsing with a loud bang!
His head transformed into towering clouds and mountains, his bones into endless mountain ranges, his blood into surging rivers and seas, his muscles into fertile plains, his hair into vast forests. His left eye soared upward, transforming into a brilliant sun, illuminating the ages; his right eye descended, transforming into a bright moon, illuminating the nights. His breath became the wind of the four seasons, his sweat into gentle rain.
The sun and the moon rotate, the stars rise and set, and life gradually sprouts on the three thousand continents. From then on, the bright spark of literature began to ignite.
And the last remnant of his will turned into a boundary wall that protects this land and all living beings.
Until the dark ones among humans generate karma and degenerate into demons, and the wise ones among humans comprehend the laws and ascend to heaven in broad daylight, or drill downwards, or climb upwards, this boundary wall that has been guarded for thousands of years is finally broken by "humans".
Whether it is a fairy or a demon, at the moment of its birth, this world——
Beginning to become "unbalanced".
......
Myriad phenomena change like fleeting shadows, and eventually disappear.
Yan Bujian's mind stagnated at the end of the boundless darkness.
In the distance, a vague realm is quietly floating in the void.
What a vast and magnificent scene it is——
The majestic Tianmen Gate engraved with ancient inscriptions stands in front, and behind it are palaces that are connected and scattered like stars. They are all based on flawless white jade and have glazed tiles that are flowing with the glow of the sunset, reflecting the eternal immortal light.
Thousands of celestial mountains float suspended in a vast sea of clouds. Waterfalls cascade like the Milky Way, and rainbow bridges soar across the sky like a divine dragon. From the mountain valleys drifts ethereal music, sometimes clear and melodious like a phoenix's cry, sometimes majestic like the sound of pine trees cascading through the valleys. Above the mountains, golden auspicious clouds coalesce into a tangible stairway, winding and winding its way to a deeper heaven.
"Found it."
Yan Bujian's divine sense stopped tens of thousands of miles from the Immortal Realm. The boundary wall, derived from Pangu's will and patched by the immortals four hundred years ago, stood in front of him like a solid wall, preventing him from getting any closer.
But it is enough to determine the location of the fairyland.
Immediately, his consciousness traveled through the endless stars and returned to the sky above the Three Thousand Continents.
He slowly opened his eyes, a hint of determination flashed in his scarlet-gold eyes, and then he raised his hand and pressed it to his chest...
The next moment, the tremendous power of the sword bone exploded around him!
That is his innate immortal bone, the source of his power, and the reason why the Immortal Lord chose him.
He had endured too much karma because of this body. After knowing that he was born only as a vessel for this thing, he felt so unwilling that he even thought of destroying himself along with it.
But now, just because I am worried...
In the end, he had to follow the guidance of fate and cut it off with his own hands.
“Zheng——”
Immediately, he put his fingers together like blades and slashed at his own back without any hesitation!
A piece of red bone slowly peeled off from his back, and golden blood dripped along the natural lines on the bone and fell into the depths of the Yunshan Mountain below.
Yan Bumen's expression remained unchanged, not even a groan of pain, as if what was being stripped wasn't his own bones, but an insignificant object. He stared at the sword bone floating before him, a flash of sword in his eyes, and instantly, countless sword energies gushed out, like countless exquisite chisels, slicing down the bone one after another!
The sword energy crisscrossed, and the shape of the red sword bone gradually changed, finally turning into the prototype of a long sword.
The sword is slender, the blade is shining with a sharp cold light, and the hilt is intricately interwoven with immortal and demonic patterns, entwined like fate, engraved with the maxims of all Tao and evil from ancient times to the present; the sword tassel is condensed by his golden blood, dancing wildly in the surging sword energy, like a god weeping blood, or a demon singing wildly.
——Just when the blood sword was finally formed, strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the world!
Above the nine heavens, golden divine thunder containing immortal grace surged and gathered; beneath the earth, rivers flowed backwards and mountains trembled; countless spiritual lights burst out from the depths of the earth's veins, dancing and circling around the blood sword.
All the cultivators from the Three Thousand Continents felt a sense of connection and looked up at the sky at the same time, feeling the throbbing coming from deep within their blood. They all had expressions of shock on their faces, wondering what kind of earth-shattering event had happened above the clouds.
"go."
Yan Bujian whispered, and the blood sword turned into a red meteor as if it had received an order, falling rapidly towards the exit of the demon world deep in Yunshan.
"boom--!"
A resounding roar shook the world. The blood-red sword pierced deeply into the core of the seal at the demonic realm's exit. Crimson sword light shot up into the sky, condensing into a massive barrier spanning heaven and earth, completely enveloping the demonic realm's exit. Beneath the seal, the demon's shrill, unwilling roar echoed, but it could no longer break free, forever suppressed in the darkness beneath the earth.
Sensing that the violent tremors coming from below were gradually subsiding, Yan Bujian raised his head indifferently, a divine light flashed in his eyes again, and his consciousness reconnected with the divine thought lingering at the end of the universe.
The red-gold fairy mist around him rose up like a sky bridge, transmitting his will to his divine mind from afar, and controlling his divine mind to slowly approach the fairyland.
However, the power of the boundary wall was vast and boundless. Every time his spiritual consciousness advanced an inch, his body would suffer a layer of tearing pain - until his meridians were broken, his bones wailed, and golden blood oozed out from all seven orifices. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist condensed into a dazzling golden talisman in front of him.
With the power of runes, his divine consciousness finally reached the edge of the fairyland.
"Heaven and earth are my witnesses, and I am the anchor—Immortal Realm, Angelica!"
Yan Bujian's cold voice echoed in the void. He finally did as the Immortal Venerable said and used his body as a medium to establish a connection with the Immortal Realm.
As soon as he finished speaking, the fairyland floating in the universe actually began to move slowly.
At first, it was as slow as a rusty giant wheel, but as it was pulled by divine consciousness, its speed kept rising—the faint white fairy light drew a brilliant trajectory in the dark universe, almost like a swift shadow, rushing towards the planet where the Three Thousand Continents were located!
At the same time, a golden path of light formed in front of Yan Bujian, extending from his feet to the universe above his head, like a staircase connecting the mortal world and the immortal realm. Looking at the path of light, Yan Bujian's eyes darkened.
Although the fairyland is on its way back, it is far from enough for him to completely stabilize it within the boundary of the Three Thousand Continents with his current cultivation level of returning to the void.
He has one last step.
Yan Bujian took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the light path, completely awakening the jade rain spiritual power that was hidden deep in his dantian and had been deliberately suppressed for a long time.
A hundred years ago, when he was in seclusion in the Fish Dragon Realm, in order to avoid hitting the boundary wall after breaking through, he deliberately retained some of the Jade Rain spiritual power and did not absorb it.
Now is the time to use this power.
Jade Rain's spiritual power erupted in his dantian, like a dormant volcano suddenly awakening. The pure spiritual energy flowed madly along the eight extraordinary meridians, constantly impacting the final shackles of the Return to Void Realm.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together madly, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex that wrapped him layer by layer.
He actually hung in the sky like this, and began to attack the ultimate of humanity—
Tongtian Realm!
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I don’t know how much time passed, but the whistling sound from above my head became louder and louder.
The people of the Three Thousand Continents all looked up at the sky in horror - they saw a huge shadow, like a falling star, smashing towards the Three Thousand Continents with the power to destroy the world!
Some people knelt down to pray, some fled in all directions, but no one could stop this world-destroying collision.
However, just as the Immortal Realm was about to break through the Three Thousand Continents boundary, the figure hanging above everyone's heads suddenly opened his eyes.
The next moment——
“Boom!”
The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder suddenly descended, and the purple lightning burst out from the clouds like a giant dragon, striking towards Yan Bujian!
This is the thunder tribulation of the Tongtian Realm, the final test for ordinary cultivators to ascend to heaven. Its power is enough to turn a cultivator of the Fanxu Realm into ashes.
Yan Bujian saw the lightning coming, but he did not choose to dodge at the first moment.
He raised his right hand, and a vast amount of immortal power burst out from his palm, transforming into a golden light shield, taking the lead in meeting the rapidly falling immortal realm.
"Buzz—"
The light shield collided with the fairyland, making a deafening noise. The fairyland's falling speed suddenly slowed down, and finally it hovered steadily above the Three Thousand Continents.
——But he himself was completely swallowed up by the purple divine thunder. His body trembled violently in the blazing lightning, and exploded into a dazzling golden blood mist.
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