On the Tianxuan Star, a newly built palace entirely constructed of Void Jade.
Chen Sheng sits cross-legged on the Enlightenment Mat in the center of the hall.
This mat, graciously bestowed by Dharma Master Hong Jue, is the "Myriad Techniques Return to Origin Mat," capable of spontaneously organizing Dao Rhyme, now emitting a faint milky white halo surrounding him.
His eyes are tightly shut, with a pale golden "End" imprint on his brow alternately glowing and dimming, while the Dao Texts of the "Five Volumes of the End" circulate in his sea of consciousness like a river of stars.
"Buzz——"
The Cyan Nether Sword resting across his knees suddenly emits a deep hum, its blade shimmering with Yin-Yang Dao Pattern, Five Elements Spiritual Light, Annihilation, End, and other Dao Principles.
Within Chen Sheng's sea of consciousness, countless principles converge and clash like torrents of crashing waves!
The principle of Void Flame's creation and destruction comprehended from the Nine Suns Realm, the termination of the Celestial Circulation from the Celestial Abyss Realm, and the infinite support of heaven and earth from the Xuanhuang Realm...
Each principle is extraordinarily profound, combined with the massive refinement of the Source Bead, propelling Chen Sheng's enlightenment realm and Dao Domain evolution to rapid progress over the years.
Yet, a new problem arises—vast but not unified.
Previously, Chen Sheng was aware of this issue, attempting to comprehend Yin Yang, Five Elements, Annihilation, End... from these principles as much as possible.
He had consciously relied on the "Yin Yang Five Elements Annihilation Calamity Resolution" for integration, but alas, the results were mediocre!
...
Now, the Dao Texts of the "Five Volumes of the End" suddenly accelerate in Chen Sheng's sea of consciousness, the core essence of returning all techniques to the end resonates like thunder:
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"The Dao of End is not solely about annihilation, but the culmination of myriad paths. The end of fire is ashes, the end of water is dryness, the end of space is ruins, different paths ultimately converge to unity..."
His eyes abruptly open, a light of insight flashing through them; he realizes he cannot merely absorb myriad principles, but must also find a "culmination" for these principles.
And the "Dao of End" is precisely the thread that can string all pearls together.
He slowly raises his hand, revealing a prototype of Dao Domain, intertwined with black and white Qi, in his palm.
In the past, he instinctively operated the Five Elements and Annihilation simultaneously when activating the Dao Domain, thus naturally evolving the End.
But now, following the guidance of the "Five Volumes of the End," he first uses the End Dao Principle as the foundation, condensing Yin Yang Qi within it, then integrates Annihilation principle into the Dao Texts.
The Void Dao Principle is embedded into the framework of "the end of space as ruins," while the power of the Five Elements is arranged sequentially according to "birth and control culminating in the end," systematically integrating into the Dao Domain.
Chen Sheng's thoughts become clearer:
"I see... I only knew 'destruction' before, but not 'collection'."
"Just as a flame is not necessarily better the stronger it is but must be refined to the state of 'embers extinguished', igniting upon touch, burning to completion."
"The Void Dao Principle is not merely about concealment but reaching the state of 'ruins silent', able to contain myriad things, able to extinguish myriad things..."
He observes the Dao Domain in his palm, where black and white Qi shows faint hints of Red Gold, verdant luster swirling within, the size of the Domain halved, yet the pressure contained within tripled—this is the power of integration.
"The Five Volumes of the End, indeed encompasses all phenomena, high-reaching and unfathomable!"
With assistance from the "Five Volumes of the End," Chen Sheng dismantles each component of the Dao Domain, then reassembles them according to the most exquisite structure.
He imagines that once the Dao Domain is thoroughly integrated, his power will possess explosiveness far beyond others of the same level.
Outside the window, the star glory of Tianxuan Star spills through the crevices of the hall, falling on Chen Sheng, intertwining with the Dao Domain's halo into a golden light curtain.
The Cyan Nether Sword no longer hums, only a condensed black and white Sword Pattern remains on its blade, subtly flowing with the Dao Rhyme of the End.
Chen Sheng's breath gradually synchronizes with the Dao Domain, myriad principles in his sea of consciousness converge like rivers into the sea, slowly merging into the torrent of End Dao Rhyme.
...
A fortnight passes in the blink of an eye.
Chen Sheng sits cultivating, the Dao Texts of the "Five Volumes of the End" circulate in his sea of consciousness like a slow-moving river of stars.
The Dao Domain around him has initially revealed a state of integration, with black and white Qi as the foundation, vaguely sketching a framework outlined by End Dao Rhyme.
Just then, the Star Hub Pendant hanging from his waist suddenly heats slightly, and a gentle Spirit Light spills forth, coalescing into a Communication Talisman in mid-air.
It is the exclusive communication method among direct disciples of the Yunlu Daoist Palace, and the frequency of rune flickers indicates that there are three communicators.
Chen Sheng opens his eyes, Dao Rhyme in his pupils immediately retreating, restoring a peaceful expression.
He raises a hand with a light wave, as the Ninth Layer restriction enveloping the palace recedes like the tide, revealing three familiar figures outside the door.
Brother Taiyuan holds a duster, with gentle eyes, Brother Meteor carries the Star Sword, appearing silent.
Brother Cold Monarch stands with hands behind his back, a faint pattern of frost congeals on his Daoist Robe, yet a trace of mischief hangs at the corner of his mouth.
"Greetings to the three senior brothers!"
Chen Sheng steps forward quickly, bowing in salute.
"Junior brother need not be overly formal."
Brother Taiyuan smiles stepping forward, lightly waving the duster, a ray of Spirit Light sweeps across the hall, sensing the rich Dao Rhyme and condensed Dao Domain energy within, a glint of approval flashing in his eyes:
"Seeing junior brother's cultivation ambiance, I suppose you've gained considerable insight into the 'Five Volumes of the End'?"
...
The Spirit Tea of the Xuanxing Palace is currently steaming with delicate smoke, the tea as clear as amber, reflecting the star brilliance circulating on the Void Jade walls within the hall.
Chen Sheng just replenished the cups of the three senior brothers, and Taiyuan sets down his tea cup, his finger brushing the rim, a warm smile rising to his brows:
"Junior brother, when you were inducted under our master's tutelage, it happened to be a particularly busy period, the three of us, as senior brothers, were unable to prepare congratulatory gifts promptly, so today we are here to make up for that."
No sooner had the words been spoken, Chen Sheng hurriedly declines:
"You jest, senior brothers, how could I trouble senior brothers with extravagance? I appreciate the sentiment, but gifts are entirely unnecessary."
"Junior brother, don't be so formal. This is a tradition passed down from Yunlu Daoist Palace, and we have all gone through the same process."
"This gift is merely a gesture of mutual aid between fellow brothers. When new juniors arrive in the future, it will be your turn, 'Brother Miesheng,' to prepare gifts, and you'll understand the taste of this inheritance."
Upon hearing this, Chen Sheng no longer declined, laughed heartily, and raised his hand to drink the Spirit Tea on the table, its sweet fragrance spreading on his tongue:
"In that case, I will shamelessly accept! When new juniors join in the future, I will surely handle it well!"
The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly relaxed.
Amidst the laughter, Brother Taiyuan had already taken out a fist-sized colorless crystal, which floated in the palm of his hand. Inside the crystal, countless intricate patterns of time and space could be faintly seen, touching it would allow one to sense the stable Dao Rhyme of time and space.
Brother Taiyuan handed the crystal to Chen Sheng, speaking with a gentle tone:
"This is a time-space core, taken from the core of a collapsed realm in the Great Void. It can stabilize realm barriers and smooth out temporal turbulence."
"Junior brother's Great Void realm is just being established, this item should lend you a hand."
Chen Sheng's heart was immediately moved, quickly accepting it with both hands. Since he began establishing his Great Void realm, he had been constantly troubled by temporal turbulence, with cracks often appearing at the edge of the realm, severely affecting his cultivation.
The Demon Race Yin Soul possessed abundant Small Thousand World origin, naturally without worries, but he was different. This time-space core was precisely what he urgently needed.
He could imagine that once the core was embedded in the central axis of the realm, those annoying turbulences would surely vanish.
"Thank you, Brother Taiyuan! You've put a lot of thought into it!"
Brother Meteor stepped forward and took out a head-sized divine metal from the Storage Ring.
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The divine metal was entirely silver-gray, its surface embedded with countless tiny stars. Even while quietly placed, one could sense the pure star power and sharp aura contained within.
"This is Starfall Divine Iron, formed from a fallen star, tempered by the Dao Rhyme of the End, it can be directly integrated into your Lifebound Flying Sword, elevating it to Tier Six."
"Thank you, Brother Meteor! Such an extravagant gift, I have no words to repay!"
Chen Sheng's Cyan Nether Sword had accompanied him for many years, yet it remained at Tier Five, and he had been worried about not being able to upgrade it.
This Starfall Divine Iron not only had top-quality material but also had been tempered by the Dao Rhyme of the End, perfectly matching his main cultivation technique, like an upgrade material tailored for the Cyan Nether Sword.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I haven't brought out my gift yet."
Brother Cold Monarch laughed heartily, stood up, and walked to Chen Sheng, slowly raising his left hand, in his palm appeared two ice beads the size of cherries.
The ice beads were entirely transparent, emitting a piercing coldness. Upon closer inspection, two curled-up figures were unexpectedly sealed inside the beads, their breaths weak but instantly sharpening Chen Sheng's gaze.
Chen Sheng frowned: "Bai Changqing, Chu Renxiong!"
Brother Cold Monarch toyed with the ice beads and said with a smile:
"It's precisely these two."
"I don't have a senior brother, the second senior brother is well-off, yet has found your two enemies for you, captured them, sealed their cultivation, and set a Yang Spirit restriction, leaving them at your disposal."
Chen Sheng accepted the ice beads, and the two inside seemed to sense his aura, struggling desperately but to no avail.
"On behalf of my friends who ascended to the Upper Realm together back then, thank you, Brother Cold Monarch!"
Brother Cold Monarch proudly looked at Taiyuan and Meteor, laughing heartily:
"What did I say? My gift is the one that suits him best!"
...
After sending off the three senior brothers, Chen Sheng turned back to the hall. As soon as he closed the hall door, the gentle aura surrounding him instantly withdrew.
He raised his hand and threw, and the two ice beads sealing Bai Changqing and Chu Renxiong floated in mid-air, the cold emitted by the Profound Ice causing the warmth of the Spirit Tea in the hall to congeal into delicate ice flowers.
"The debts from back then should be settled."
Chen Sheng's voice was low, his fingertips forming a sword gesture, two condensed Dao Rhyme of the End shot out like Silver Needles, piercing precisely into the ice beads.
The two inside the beads were already unable to move due to the restriction, but upon contact with the Dao Rhyme, they suddenly struggled violently, letting out muddled roars.
Cold Monarch's restriction only sealed their cultivation, not their perception, and now they clearly sensed the threat of death.
Chen Sheng slightly closed his eyes, Yang Spirit surged like a tide, penetrating along the Dao Rhyme into the ice beads, directly probing their Sea of Consciousness.
Without any unnecessary probing, he directly broke the defenses of their Sea of Consciousness, countless memory fragments flooding into his mind like a dike bursting.
"Spared no expense."
In the memories, after failing in their pursuit back then, to break through the bottleneck, the two had squandered everything to purchase the coordinates of that Small Thousand World, ripping the barrier of the realm with their true bodies descending.
For this descent, their luck was exceedingly good!
The scenes in the Sea of Consciousness shifted, revealing the scenery of that Small Thousand World, with sparse Spiritual Qi between green mountains and clear waters.
On the tallest peak, a Golden Core Cultivator was meditating, the Spiritual Qi around him wavering weakly like a candle in the wind. This was already the strongest in this realm!
Such a weak origin, unable to even nurture a Nascent Soul Cultivator, even if the original Dao Tribulation were to descend, it would not pose any threat to Bai and Chu, who were already at early-stage Void Refining.
After descending, the two did not hesitate for a moment, directly deploying their respective Dao Domains.
Bai Changqing's Gold Element Dao Domain transformed into a sky full of sharp blades, while Chu Renxiong's Earth Element Dao Domain sealed the entire realm like a cage. Any cultivator who resisted would have their Primordial Spirit instantly crushed.
"Fiercer than my Yin Soul, by more than a little."
Chen Sheng's heart moved. When his Demon Race Yin Soul harvested a Small Thousand World, he would always withdraw before the original Dao Tribulation could be nurtured, able to nourish himself while also leaving a foundation for future descendants.
Bai Changqing and Chu Renxiong, however, were completely ruthless!
In the scenes, countless mortals and cultivators wailing in the flames, mountains collapsing, rivers drying up, the entire origin of the Small Thousand World being extracted.
Only when the entire realm turned into a piece of dead chaos, starting slow regeneration, did they stop!
With the help of this origin, Bai Changqing smoothly broke through to mid-stage Void Refining, overcoming the third Longevity Dao Tribulation, extending his life by ten thousand years.
Chu Renxiong also reached the threshold of mid-stage, capable of overcoming the next Longevity Dao Tribulation.
The two were ambitiously planning to rebuild the once-destroyed Bai Chu Sect, even picking the location for the sect, but did not anticipate being captured by Cold Monarch upon returning.
In the Sea of Consciousness, their regret was as palpable as substance!
Because, from the pursuit back then, they did not gain a single benefit, only misfortune.
First, they were severely wounded and humiliated by the Elder of the Golden-Winged Roc Race, and now, on the verge of immortality, they were to suffer revenge...
"Regret? Too late."
Chen Sheng abruptly withdrew his Yang Spirit, the two inside the ice beads, with their Sea of Consciousness wounded, spat blood and fainted, but were immediately awakened by the piercing cold.
He flicked his finger, and two pitch-black runes flew into the ice beads, transforming into countless tiny black chains upon landing, wrapping around the Yang Spirit of the two.
This was his Soul Devouring Lock drawn from the Five Volumes of the End, able to consistently activate the Dao Rhyme of the End to gnaw at the Yang Spirit, causing them to endure the torment of a thousand ants gnawing at the heart in a conscious state, never truly perishing.
Inside the ice beads, their cries of anguish came through the Profound Ice but were completely isolated by the soundproof restriction Chen Sheng had set up.
He looked at the twisted and struggling figures within the ice beads, his eyes without a shred of mercy, only a tranquility like a cold pool, as he raised his hand to store the ice beads into the Storage Ring.
"In a few years, hand them over to Xihua, torture them, then send them to meet King Yama."