Tian Yuan

Chapter 2533 Within Reach, A Familiar Taste

The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

It has not been easy for Chen Qingyuan to get to where he is today.

If it weren't for Emperor Taiwei's repeated assistance along the way, Chen Qingyuan would most likely have died halfway through the journey.

The two were both teacher and friend; a single glance was enough, no words were needed.

After a few breaths, Chen Qingyuan withdrew his gaze, his face expressionless, staring straight ahead.

The body of reincarnation has reached perfection; every hair is the sharpest blade in the world, and every drop of blood is incomparable even to the most supreme medicine.

His dark hair was tinged with the glow of the rosy clouds, like a silver river spilled, with a faint starlight gathering at the ends.

His bronze skin shimmered with a primordial light, occasionally rippling like the ebb and flow of tides.

His hands hung naturally at his sides, and from a distance they resembled a giant sword-like peak, supporting the heavens and earth and suppressing the divine land. The base of the peak was surrounded by the spiritual patterns of the universe, and countless wisps of immortal mist drifted between his robes, as if ancient spirits and mythical beasts lived in the mist, while ancient seal script runes were closely attached to various parts of the giant peak.

The body of Tao is perfected, transcending the mundane world.

With each breath he took, terrifying scenes appeared: the sky seemed to collapse and the starry sea to hang upside down.

His towering figure was etched in the hearts of all the emperors, never to be forgotten.

"The Way is within reach."

Chen Qingyuan stared at the empty space in front of him. What was nothing to others was a different kind of scenery to him.

Hey!

We must move forward; there's no time to waste.

As we stride forward, a myriad of paths roar.

The dome burst open, revealing a huge circular gap.

Deep within the rift, Chen Qingyuan stood proudly, dressed in green, his body as imposing as a mountain.

Centered on him, countless vortexes of spiritual energy condensed, containing the phantoms of innate ferocious beasts, roaring menacingly.

Chaotic spirit patterns entwined around his body, like shackles.

He is about to prove his faith!

Instead of relying on the primordial opportunities created by heaven and earth, one proves the Dao through one's own efforts.

Having overcome numerous hardships, the rest of the journey was not difficult for him.

What the world calls divine punishment is nothing compared to the judgment of the Myriad Source Points.

Chen Qingyuan survived even the ultimate tribulations of the Myriad Dao Source Points, so how could he be deterred by the tribulation of proving the Dao?

The most difficult part of proving one's path is not overcoming this tribulation, but finding the direction to break through the shackles of cultivation.

Chen Qingyuan has already found the direction of this road.

"This is... my path."

Chen Qingyuan looked ahead, where countless streaks of light flashed by, along with scenes of a shattered celestial palace and various other strange sights. They were all intertwined and in complete chaos.

Amidst the chaos, Chen Qingyuan spotted a glimmer of light.

The fireflies were faint, flickering on and off.

Like a candle flame in the wind, it could be extinguished at any moment.

By circulating the Myriad Manifestations Destiny Wheel Secret Scripture, Chen Qingyuan saw through the endless chaos at a glance and gained insight into his own Dao. Then, he raised his right hand and gently pointed forward with his index finger.

Chi!

A beam of mysterious light, invisible to the naked eye, shot out from his fingertip, piercing through the vast void and reaching the very edge of the primordial universe.

With a flick of his finger, the faint firefly immediately stabilized and grew stronger.

The flames swelled rapidly, growing from the size of a fingernail to the size of a fist, and continued to increase.

In less than ten breaths, that area turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The raging inferno consumed everything in its path, obliterating all the chaos before them.

The time had come. Chen Qingyuan walked forward unhurriedly, stepping into the sea of ​​fire formed from the Great Dao. His Dao heart was unbreakable, and his steps were as steady as a mountain.

Bathed in flames, they merged into one.

To others, Chen Qingyuan must have entered a special area, his figure distorted and blurred, with not a single flame in sight.

What is he doing?

"can't read."

"How could we mere mortals possibly know Chen Qingyuan's plans?"

"Can he really sit on the throne of the Great Emperor?"

The emperors put aside their own affairs and focused all their attention on Chen Qingyuan, having no interest in doing anything else.

The void above the dome distorted further, making Chen Qingyuan's figure increasingly blurry and sometimes even disappearing for a period of time.

Chen Qingyuan seemed to have entered another realm, escaping the control of the Divine Continent's order.

Within that special realm, he could roam freely as he pleased.

Deep within the raging inferno, he weaves his own unique Great Dao Feather Robe.

Only he can wear this garment.

The process of weaving 'clothes' may encounter some minor troubles, but they are nothing to Chen Qingyuan. He can easily resolve them with a wave of his sleeve, without expending much effort.

Several years have passed, and Chen Qingyuan has remained in the void above the dome, without causing any trouble for the time being.

The eternal night was eerily quiet, making one afraid to relax, as if a huge weight was hanging over one's heart, never quite settling down.

Everyone knows this is the calm before the storm.

The quieter the atmosphere, the more uneasy I feel.

Only at the moment of enlightenment will Chen Qingyuan reveal his true form once again.

Although this path is open, it still requires some effort.

No one knew exactly when Chen Qingyuan would succeed; they could only wait and see, their hearts heavy with anxiety.

"Is the young master not yet able to attain enlightenment?"

In a certain restricted area, the dignified and elegant Xiao Jing couldn't understand the situation before her. Looking at Emperor Taiwei right beside her, she asked for an answer.

"This step is crucial and cannot afford the slightest mistake. He needs to be fully prepared, which will naturally take more time."

Emperor Taiwei knew Chen Qingyuan's temperament well.

Xiao Jing asked, "In your opinion, when will the young master attain enlightenment?"

When asked about this, the Great Emperor Taiwei pondered carefully and replied, "I don't know."

The duration depends on Chen Qingyuan's personal wishes.

......

In the outside world, four or five thousand years have passed since the Eternal Night Ruins were sealed off.

Order is stable, and all living beings cherish this hard-won period of peace. Although disputes still exist in various places, they have significantly decreased.

Most importantly, although the Divine Bridge collapsed, the laws were no longer in chaos, and the path to the ninth step of the Divine Bridge was reshaped.

For many top experts, this is a rebirth and an incredibly exciting experience.

King Tianyong of Fucheng, after thorough preparation and a thousand years of time, has finally stepped into the ninth step and can be revered by the world as a quasi-emperor.

King Tianyong successfully broke through the realm, and people from all sides came to congratulate him.

Several elders of the Immortal Ancient Clan also took this opportunity to directly reach the Quasi-Emperor level in cultivation and extend their lifespan.

In the past, the breakthrough to Quasi-Emperor level would have been a major event that shook the entire land. Now, although there have been some ups and downs, the public's reaction has been relatively calm.

The cultivators of all races had seen many Great Emperors, so they wouldn't be surprised by the matter of a Quasi-Emperor.

Recently, an unusual ripple of rules has emerged in the order of China, which only a very few people can detect.

"It has a slightly familiar taste."

An Xiruo, who was stationed at Qingzong, frowned and her lips were slightly parted.

Following this slight fluctuation of the law, An Xiruo prepared to cast a spell, wanting to investigate the matter thoroughly before she could feel at ease.

She raised her right hand and made several gestures in the air in front of her, meticulously calculating and dissecting the problem.