In the dark universe, a five-colored divine peak stood tall between heaven and earth. As layers of brilliance rotated, it continuously exhaled a boundless and peerless majesty.
However, none of this majesty leaked out. Instead, it was forcibly restrained by an even larger seal, transforming into a storm visible to the naked eye that raged around the divine peak, intensifying its brilliant radiance.
This place was the Ancestral Dragon seal at the very bottom of the [Paramita], the place where the [Five Elements] lay dormant.
And in the deepest part of the seal.
It was Bu Tianque, who had ruthlessly thrust his own Great Dao into the [Five Elements], day after day and year after year, extracting its Great Dao power almost without pause.
On this day, he abruptly snapped his eyes open.
"...What."
The transmission from the Sword Lord made him knit his brows, feeling that something was wrong: 'Drain the [Five Elements] completely now? But the Primordial Saint hasn't made any moves yet.'
That being said, he could actually sense the recent changes; the Primordial Saint seemed to have stepped down a layer. However, being in the deepest part of the seal, he did not dare to probe outward for intelligence and could only wait quietly for changes or rely on the Sword Lord's side to inform him of the external situation—yet he did not dare to fully trust outsiders.
However, just then.
Bu Tianque's brow knit slightly. Suddenly, his heart shook as he sensed a change in Karma, and a segment of non-existent memory appeared in his mind out of thin air.
"A conversation that yields nothing is a waste of breath. I'm leaving."
Eighty thousand years ago, Bu Tianque was making his final farewell to the World Honored One: "Before I go, does Senior Brother not have anything to give me as a parting gift?"
The original intent behind leaving those words was to coordinate with the Nascent Soul Pill left by Lian Tiandou, hoping that the World Honored One could hand it to him by altering causes and shifting effects. However, at this moment, the originally silent World Honored One suddenly looked up, glancing with a half-smile at the Bu Tianque who was feigning indifference.
"You brat, you've actually schemed against me."
A single word woke the dreamer, and the karmic scene shook. Simultaneously, a surge of vigorous majesty was approaching this thread of Karma at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"There is no Nascent Soul Pill."
"Brat, Pill Cauldron has been rescued. No matter what your original plan was, scrap it all—simply do as the Sword Lord and the others requested."
Having said that, the World Honored One pressed his palms together.
"RUMBLE!"
The karmic scene shattered.
Eighty thousand years later, at the Ancestral Dragon sealing ground, Bu Tianque opened his eyes. Sensing the change in his memory, the hesitation in his eyes had now turned into determination.
"Speaking of which, I have always believed in Senior Brother."
Since that was the case, he would wait no longer.
At this thought, Bu Tianque immediately operated his own Great Dao, giving a forceful push against the already hollow [Five Elements] and then pulling out abruptly.
In an instant, the final thread of majesty from the [Five Elements] was extracted by Bu Tianque. The Sword Lord also keenly perceived this change and immediately withdrew the [Heavenly Dao]—which had originally been substituted for the [Five Elements] to secretly support the [Paramita] to prevent the Primordial Saint from discovering the flaw.
Thus, the anomaly occurred.
On the sixth layer of the [Paramita], the Primordial Saint, who had just returned from the Great Karmic Net, abruptly opened his eyes. He immediately felt the sensation of heaven and earth shaking beneath his feet.
"...Heaven-Mending?"
His gaze fell toward the [Five Elements]. In the spark of a flint, he seemed to reach a realization, subsequently glancing toward the Sword Lord and Cang Hao.
"I certainly underestimated you."
This made him think once again of the [Heavenly Destiny Divine Record]. Ever since he was outschemed by Lu Yang last time and suffered a massive loss, he had been searching for this book.
Unfortunately, [Supreme Grandmaster] was simply too large. He had manifested one Ancestral Dragon shadow after another to enter and search day and night, yet the feedback remained the same—the book had been hidden, with not a shred of aura exposed. They were still searching, but so far there were no clues; it was truly like looking for a needle in a haystack...
"One step behind, every step behind."
If he hadn't suffered that loss before and allowed the Ancestral Dragon to enter [Supreme Grandmaster], and if he had seen the records in the book beforehand, he could have made preparations in advance.
Unfortunately, there were no "ifs."
There was no lamentation or rage in the Primordial Saint's eyes, only purely rational contemplation. Simultaneously, the outline of the [Paramita] had already emerged at the absolute top of the sea of light.
"I can only mend the fold after the sheep are lost."
The Netherworld.
Watching the turbulent and falling [Paramita], a hint of excitement surfaced in the World Honored One's eyes. After all, once upon a time, this was exactly the scene he had planned for.
However, he soon restored his rationality.
"Fellow Daoist, I fear this move will not be enough to deal with the Primordial Saint."
"No matter."
Lu Yang's eyes were bright, and countless thoughts seemed to flash through them: "The goal is chaos—layer upon layer of chaos. Only in chaos do we have the chance to snatch victory."
"Fellow Daoist, let us add another spark to the fire."
Hearing this, the World Honored One grinned. His compassionate visage vanished, replaced by a look of ferocity and ruthlessness. He pressed his palms together and chanted softly:
"Amitabha."
In the next second, his silhouette vanished within the blazing white karmic dharmic light, leaping toward the karmic history of tens of thousands of years ago to continue altering causes and shifting effects.
On the other side, Lu Yang's main body beyond the sea of light stood up abruptly. The ring of the Great Dao behind him rotated, and a light-forged hand slapped down. First, he rescued the defenseless Bu Tianque who had separated from the [Five Elements], throwing him into the Netherworld, before ruthlessly striking out toward the [Paramita].
"BOOM!"
This palm struck squarely beneath the [Paramita]. The World Honored One on the first layer ignored it completely, allowing Lu Yang's palm to strike through.
In an instant, the turbulence of the [Paramita] intensified! This strike caused the already fragile [Five Elements] to shatter.
Almost simultaneously, Lu Yang lifted his gaze, intersecting with the sight falling from the apex of the [Paramita], seeing a chilling and peerless killing intent.
'It's not over yet.'
Lu Yang gave a cold smile.
Immediately following this, the Karma from tens of thousands of years ago underwent a sudden shift. The [Foundation Establishment Realm], which had originally been used to reinforce the current world, disintegrated at this moment!
Seeing this, Lu Yang flicked his wide sleeve, conveniently protecting the Foundation Establishment Perfected Ones affected by the fall of the realm, yet he also struck to further intensify the collapse of the [Foundation Establishment Realm].
Having lost the [Foundation Establishment Realm], another layer of the [Paramita's] foundation was stripped away, and the speed of its collapse grew even more violent!
This was not all.
A series of disturbances from the current world and the [Paramita] finally caused the things that had previously gone wrong—yet had been forcibly suppressed by the Primordial Saint—to undergo a change as well.
The False History!
Light and shadow illusions visible to the naked eye surfaced throughout the Immortal Nexus. These were remnants from the past—illusory yet possessing an inexplicable sense of reality.
At this moment, the Dao Lord of Dao Arts and the Spiritual Power Dao Lord realized their opportunity.
The perfect opportunity to rescue Sisui!
Simultaneously.
On the sixth layer of the [Paramita], the Primordial Saint looked around. Although only a spark of Light of Wisdom remained in his eyes, another complex fluctuation of thoughts was rapidly performing deductions.
'Myriad Treasures has withdrawn the [Foundation Establishment Realm].'
'Sword Lord and Cang Hao have drained the [Five Elements].'
'Myriad Laws and Du Xuan intend to enter the False History to rescue Sisui.'
Flowers blooming on three sides!
"Is this what you wanted?"
The Primordial Saint abruptly turned his gaze, intersecting with Lu Yang—who was also beyond the sea of light, his eyes flowing with thoughts as he continuously deduced the shifting situation.
The latter simply quirked the corner of his mouth.
"And that's not all!"
(End of Chapter)