mtlumby2d Chapter 611 - 481: Pan Wu Daoist
Chapter 611 - 481: Pan Wu Daoist
Yunlu Daoist Palace, Star Hub Hall.
The Milky Way serves as a bed, countless stars suspended from the hall’s dome, swirling and casting down a clear radiance across the sky.
Dharma Master Hong Jue, draped in a Daoist robe with star patterns, sits cross-legged atop the stellar bed.
His direct disciples, Qin Guan and Zhang Che, stand on either side, holding their breath and focusing, listening to the dao teachings.
Suddenly, Dharma Master Hong Jue sweeps his sleeve.
Humm~
The dao sound echoes through the hall, causing the countless stars to tremble suddenly, a vast starry path torn through the void, like a silver dragon’s tail, appearing and disappearing in an instant.
Qin Guan and Zhang Che feel the scene before them flip upside down, and when their eyes open again, they find themselves not within the Star Hub Hall but amid the boundless cosmic river of stars.
Boom!
Endless spiritual qi swells like tides, transforming into a celestial river suspended upside down, distant stars exploding, swirling ceaselessly.
Moreover, black holes manifest, devouring stars and moons, in their inhalation and exhalation evolving the mysteries of destruction and rebirth.
In the vast river of stars, at times the Primordial Magnetic Power erupts, drawing the stars of the heavens into collision, the sound of clashing metal resonating throughout the universe.
At times, the circulation turns frigid, all life silent, even light becomes frozen, the aura of finality permeates, all life halted, time stands still...
The cosmic river crafts a symphony, the natural dao rhyme!
"The path of finality is the beginning of destruction and subsequent establishment, the foundation for cyclic epochs..."
Dharma Master Hong Jue speaks the dao sound, each word like stars falling to earth, striking into the minds of Qin Guan and Zhang Che.
Qin Guan’s surrounding aura flickers, while Zhang Che’s brow shines, their understanding soaring...
These two, having caught Dharma Master Hong Jue’s eye to become direct disciples, possess qualities and comprehension one in a billion.
As long as they do not fall midway, achieving top-level Void Refining is merely a natural progression.
Yet, stepping into that realm, reaching Integration, depends on their destiny and fortune.
After an indefinite period, the cosmic river quiets, the sermon concludes.
Dharma Master Hong Jue sweeps his sleeve once again, Qin Guan and Zhang Che perceive the changes in light before them, the spiritual qi around them returning, standing once more within the Star Hub Hall.
The two promptly bow in respect, their swirling robes emitting sounds of reverence that echo through the hall:
"Thank you, Master!"
Dharma Master Hong Jue nods slightly, about to instruct them to leave and contemplate the teachings imparted just then.
At this moment—
Boom!!!
A vast will suddenly penetrates infinite space, like an ancient divine mountain, crashing outside the Daoist Palace.
The will is boundless, carrying an ancient majesty, yet balanced without aggression, leaving no trace of hostility.
"Taiyi Realm, Pan Wu Daoist, here to pay respects!"
In an instant, the entire mountain protection array of Yunlu Daoist Palace violently trembles.
Within the Seven-Star Shaking Light Immortal Slaying Array, countless star rivers sway, spiritual qi riots, the surrounding void ripples layer upon layer.
Dharma Master Hong Jue slightly raises his brow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
This presence is extremely unfamiliar!
He has wanderers in the Taiyi Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, with friends scattered across the Grand Thousand, yet he has never heard of the name "Pan Wu Daoist," nor any such acquaintance.
But, the visitor arrives with vast will, grand in appearance yet devoid of hostility, seemingly a friend rather than foe.
He grows increasingly curious about what divine being this might be, and what their purpose is?
...
Outside Yunlu Daoist Palace.
Chen Sheng stands with hands behind his back, his dao robe rustling, naturally exuding a power of creation.
He glances upwards, in the void, seven ancient stars linked end to end like a giant dragon, radiating immensely profound Star Primordial Magnetic Power.
This is precisely the palace’s guarding array—Seven-Star Shaking Light Immortal Slaying Array.
Within the array, countless star rivers maneuver, star power surges, displacing sun and moon, altering heaven and earth.
His eyes reveal a trace of nostalgia.
Thinking back to the past, he once joined his master Hong Jue in deducing the path of finality within this array, in a blink, hundreds of thousands of years have passed.
The next moment.
Buzzing roar!
The array before him suddenly changes, the seven ancient stars grow brighter, the Primordial Magnetic Power intertwines into a net, forming a dazzling starry door.
Within the door, the cosmic river flows, the dao rhyme lingers.
"Friend, come in!"
Dharma Master Hong Jue’s voice emerges from within.
Without hesitation, Chen Sheng gently steps forward.
No earth-shattering phenomena, yet he crosses layers of space, appearing in that familiar treasured hall—the Star Hub Hall.
Raising his eyes, he sees two Void Refining cultivators bowing standing alongside the starry bed, dao rhyme swirling around them, everywhere exuding the aura of the "Five Volumes of the End."
Chen Sheng’s gaze shifts slightly, effortlessly seeing through their foundation, approximately at the third volume of finality, and roughly at the eighth or ninth tribulation-level Void Refining combat strength.
One of them even conveys a faint sense of kinship, seeming like a bloodline connection, stirring his heart mildly.
The two respectfully greet at this moment:
"Greetings, Elder Pan Wu!"
"Hmm!"
Chen Sheng nods, then looks again, his gaze resting on the star-covered daoist seated on the starry bed.
The figure has slender features, the same face and eyes from his memory nearly unchanged.
Yet now, an added brilliant cosmic spectacle surrounds him, as if he has experienced epochal changes, as profound as the sea.
Evidently, he has stepped into the second phase of Integration!
At the same time, Dharma Master Hong Jue also scrutinizes him.
The daoist before him lacks the Spiritual Power fluctuations of the Golden Core system, nor the overt display of divine techniques from the Taiyi Realm.
Instead, seems to have melded the essence of both realms’ cultivation into one, forming his own doctrine, likely having traveled through the Spirit Realm for years, learning from the best!
Dharma Master Hong Jue grows even more curious.
An Integration-level cultivator is undeniably high-tier combat strength in the Grand Thousand world’s spectrum, if he has indeed wandered through the Spirit Realm for many years, it’s unlikely he remained obscure.
But, searching through his memory, he’s yet to hear the name "Pan Wu Daoist."
He nods slightly, his voice calm, carrying a touch of inquiry:
"Where in the Taiyi Realm do you cultivate, friend?"
Chen Sheng stands within the hall, his voice steady as a bell: "Not in the Grand Thousand regions, but rather in a Middle Thousand world belonging to Taiyi."
With that said, he raises his hand to retrieve from his robe an ancient jade scroll, engraved with four ancient characters: "Epochal Great Catastrophe."
Upon its emergence, the star river atop the hall’s dome stirs, the aura of finality permeates, moaning like lamentations, yet rejoicing alike.
"At my cultivation onset, I benefited from the legacy of Celestial Venerable of Life Destruction. Later, achieving mastery, I journeyed beyond our realm, recently arriving in the Spirit Realm, specifically here to return the Celestial Venerable’s inheritance!"
Once this statement unfolds, Dharma Master Hong Jue’s body suddenly shivers, a radiant light bursts from his eyes.
Life-Annihilating!
These two words, like a thunderclap, explode within his mind, almost instinctively reaching to accept the jade scroll.
This "Epochal Great Catastrophe" was extracted as a supreme subtle technique from the "Five Volumes of the End," each word a gem, every sentence holding the truth of epochal destruction.
Yet in a previous life, Chen Sheng merged the Middle Thousand, existing and vanishing with the dao, after the epoch’s destruction, extracting the essence to obtain this technique.
If Dharma Master Hong Jue were still in the first phase of Integration, it would be greatly beneficial. Now, however, it’s useful only for reference.
"Indeed, it is my apprentice..."
Please, forgive my oversight on this detail.
Dharma Master Hong Jue’s eyes reflect a difficult-to-hide reminiscence, and his tone carries a layer of nostalgic sorrow.
Daoist Life-Annihilating was his direct disciple, once left a Yang Spirit imprint within the Daoist Palace.
Back then, his disciple’s lifespan was nearing its end, venturing beyond seeking breakthroughs, while that imprint never faded, only growing stronger, almost reaching the third phase of Integration.
Until over 20,000 years ago, that imprint finally vanished entirely.