A towering heavenly palace.
Clouds surged, pure white as snow, with white jade forming the stairs, supporting it layer upon layer, finally reflecting a Lingxiao Hall. A beautiful silhouette landed right in front of the hall's doors.
"...Incredible."
Perfected Lord Feixue looked around, a look of shock surfacing in her eyes. At this moment, she only possessed a single soul, and in the palm of her hand was a crimson radiance.
[Fate Revolution].
It was this profound wonder that allowed her to gain freedom. Not only did she escape right under the Primordial Saint's watchful eyes, she even took away the [Nourishing Descent] she had attained out of thin air.
She succeeded.
Before the Ancestral Dragon could use the [Seizing the Huai River] to seize her body, she managed to sense the Heavenly Palace on her own, switched to cultivating the Investiture of the Gods Method, and finally escaped with her life.
Of course, being able to escape was largely due to the sliver of mighty power of the [Great Dao of Yin] that Lu Yang had sent into her sea of consciousness along with the [Fate Revolution] previously. This method crafted by Bu Tianque could be considered a special attack against the Primordial Saint; without it, Perfected Lord Feixue wouldn't have been able to escape either.
"Rumble!"
Right at this moment, the Lingxiao Hall before her abruptly opened. The doors opened wide, pouring out immeasurable light, as if a heaven and earth were being opened up behind the doors.
Immediately after, a person walked out.
He was draped in immeasurable brilliant light, his figure majestic, his footsteps heavy, dressed in splendid attire. The moment he appeared, warning bells instantly blared loudly in Perfected Lord Feixue's heart.
'Something's not right.'
The aura of the person before her was extremely overbearing. Just standing there, he carried a loftiness that towered above all living beings, his gaze filled with indifference that looked down upon myriad phenomena.
For an instant, Perfected Lord Feixue even thought she was seeing the Primordial Saint again!
Although there was no difference in the aura, she could be certain that this was definitely not the person she had met before and had once conversed happily with!
"I am the Heavenly Emperor."
The newcomer spoke first, ignoring Perfected Lord Feixue's vigilant expression: "Since Fellow Daoist has achieved this, go and take the position of [Divine Offerings]."
The Heavenly Emperor's voice was cold and stern, seemingly not caring at all about Perfected Lord Feixue's attitude. He was supremely arrogant and dictatorial, never showing the slightest interest in anything other than himself.
After speaking, he proactively stepped aside, allowing Perfected Lord Feixue to see the scene within the hall. She saw its distinct layers, like court officials arrayed, with numerous divine statues standing. At the very top stood four honored positions, two of which already had masters, while the other two also had auras residing within them, one of which was precisely her own.
"[Divine Offerings]..."
Perfected Lord Feixue took a deep breath, then slowly stepped forward. Resistance immediately surfaced around her, as if rejecting her, unwilling to let her take the position.
She wasn't surprised by this either.
'The concept of [Fortune]. Although I have also studied it for a long time, I am a monk halfway through life after all. To take this position, I must display sufficient ability.'
Thinking of this, she settled her mind even more, striving to resonate with the honored position. And the [Nourishing Descend] she brought with her became the best assistance. Although it was still somewhat forced, as time passed, she finally gradually stepped onto the honored position, her figure merging with it into one.
The Heavenly Emperor silently watched this scene.
His cold face held deep thoughts. Only after a long time did he sigh somewhat helplessly, casting his gaze towards the false history and muttering a phrase:
"Did he anticipate this all along... what a bastard!"
"Rumble!"
The Primordial Saint took a step down, as if stepping onto the pulse of the present world, smashing the sea of light into vibration, carrying an indescribable majesty that pressed heavily upon the hearts of all living beings.
And as this step landed, [Inevitable Fate] surfaced with it. Ignoring the process, the methods, and the numerous influencing factors, it directly anchored the final result, allowing the Ancestral Dragon, even without Perfected Lord Feixue and [Nourishing Descend], to still successfully mobilize the concept of [Tribulation], preventing it from being useless.
[Paramita] began to rise.
Under the Primordial Saint's mighty power, the Immortal Nexus shattered. The Ancestral Dragon's physical body broke free, disintegrating amidst a dragon roar full of fury, transforming into fuel for ascension.
Destiny, Fortune, Inevitable Fate, Dao Arts, and Spiritual Power all had Dao Lords in position.
The Ancestral Dragon drew upon the concept of Tribulation, and deity transformation and ascension itself was the greatest variable since antiquity. The five great Heavenly Destinies all gathered at [Paramita] at this moment.
The Netherworld replaced the Five Elements, Karma replaced Yin and Yang.
The Ancestral Dragon's physical body replaced the Dharma Body, temporarily unifying the Three Foundations.
Within the sea of light, the ten Great Daos, although uneven and patched up, finally gathered completely, pushing forward [Paramita]'s deity transformation and ascension!
Watching this scene, the Primordial Saint narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
After enjoying it for a moment, he shifted his gaze, looking towards the direction of the Sword Lord and Cang Hao. His ethereal profound voice carried the composure and indifference of the overall situation being decided:
"Nian Yao, stay your hand."
"You are both on [Paramita]. Right now [Paramita] is ascending, and you have already started to distance yourselves from the present world. You are almost losing control of the false history over there, right?"
"If you act recklessly again, whether [Paramita] collapses is another story, but I'm afraid the [Heavenly Dao] will find it hard to survive."
"..."
As his voice fell, the brilliant sword light located on the fourth tier of [Paramita] dimmed significantly. The originally clear and resounding hum of the sword and Dao sound also gradually grew low and deep.
To the Sword Lord and Cang Hao, the collapse of [Paramita] was actually an inconsequential matter. However, the collapse of the [Heavenly Dao] was another matter entirely. And as [Paramita] ascended, it was undeniable that their control over the false history would become increasingly low, eventually leading to completely losing control of the false history.
At that time, if Sisui broke free and the [Heavenly Dao] collapsed, then everything would be over.
Thinking of this, the Sword Lord and Cang Hao decisively chose to give up. They no longer opposed the Primordial Saint, but instead turned their attention to the constantly changing false history.
'First figure out the situation in the false history.'
'With Myriad Treasure turning traitor, it's still unclear to what extent that Dao Lineage capable of repairing the [Heavenly Dao] has developed. The [Heavenly Dao] cannot collapse at this time.'
To them, there were two prerequisites for tolerating Sisui breaking free and the [Heavenly Dao] collapsing.
Only if these two prerequisites were met could they accept it.
First, it must be after the deity transformation and ascension. Second, the Investiture of the Gods Method Dao Lineage must spread throughout the sea of light. These two prerequisites concerned whether the [Heavenly Dao] could be reshaped.
The latter was the necessary condition for reshaping the [Heavenly Dao].
As for the former, it ensured they wouldn't have the fruits of their labor stolen.
After all, during the deity transformation and ascension, their control over the present world severely declined. This was also when the variables were greatest, so they had to wait until after the deity transformation and ascension.
However, someone else didn't think this way.
"Amitabha!"
On the second tier of [Paramita], the World Honored One, who had been coldly observing from the sidelines all along, finally made a move. Pressing his palms together, a fierce smile surfaced in his eyes.
"The time has come!"
At this moment, [Paramita] was no longer falling, but instead climbing higher and higher, seemingly advancing towards the end of the Dark Void, where a hazy brilliant color could faintly be seen.
This time, because the [Heavenly Dao] was driven out, the Sword Lord and Cang Hao had no way to influence the deity transformation and ascension anymore. And the replaced Netherworld, because Dao Tianqi cared for the myriad living beings of the sea of light, couldn't possibly withdraw its power and retreat. Strictly speaking, it was even more perfect than Lu Yang's life before last.
But it was precisely at this time.
The World Honored One was seen chanting a Buddha's name, his face beaming with joy. His originally flourishing golden body actually ignited in fierce fire and turning into nothingness bit by bit.
Almost simultaneously, within the false history.
[Perfected Lord Brilliant World Joyous Light], who was about to take a step forward and complete the unprecedented feat of Dao attainment, suddenly stopped, then turned around, choosing to give up.
Altering causes, shifting effects!
The flow of history was altered once again at this moment.
"Rumble!"
In the next instant, the World Honored One's figure completely disappeared from [Paramita]. He voluntarily gave up his Dao attainment from five thousand years ago, using this to free himself; he was no longer a Dao Lord!
Therefore, he didn't participate in that great war 129,600 years ago.
Therefore, Sisui did not die.
The false history was about to return!
Similarly, due to the World Honored One's departure, the [Karma] used to fill the position of [Yin and Yang] disappeared, and the deity transformation and ascension consequently came to an abrupt halt!