PFC Chapter 620 - 485: Tracing the Past
Chapter 620 - 485: Tracing the Past
"Although it is of little practical use, it’s enough to trace the origin!"
Chen Sheng held the Golden Seal, and a brilliant light burst suddenly from his brow, as the Power of Laws descended, like the dawn of creation, completely enveloping the Golden Seal.
Golden light intertwined with spiritual light of the laws.
Buzz~~
The ancient sound of the Dao reverberated through the void of consciousness, and a force spanning the past and present of this realm spread from the Golden Seal, reaching deep into the origin of this world.
Reflecting the past!
Chen Sheng’s will echoed:
"Revert!"
As a bird flies, it leaves a shadow; as a swallow passes, it leaves a trace. Between heaven and earth, all that has passed leaves its mark, impossible to erase even as time flows and the world changes.
"Boom——!!!"
In an instant, Chen Sheng’s will surged forth like a flood breaching its dam, guided by the Golden Seal, plunging into the ancient traces of this world.
The ocean of will shook violently, with vast auras of laws surging.
Countless lights and shadows rewind rapidly from past to present, finally weaving into an illusory river of time and space spanning the void.
The river water flowed gently, countless lights and shadows rising and falling, with majestic mountains and rivers, the rise and fall of living creatures; like a dream, yet vividly real.
Chen Sheng raised his head, his heart calm:
"Ultimately, these are the illusory shadows of the past."
"Only by escaping the true river of time and space can one claim true immortality."
The next moment, a thought stirred, and his will transformed into an azure shadow, silently entering this illusory river of light and shadow, tracing backward, observing the rise and fall.
...
Ten thousand years earlier.
The last wisp of thin spiritual qi between heaven and earth was exhausted, and the spirit veins were severed.
Crack! Crack!
The remaining roots of the spirit veins in the ground shattered inch by inch, dissolving into countless light spots and scattering.
The last batch of Qi Refining Cultivators sat cross-legged, their faces withered, spiritual power within them depleted, eyes full of despair.
In this ultimate despair of spiritual qi exhaustion, a divine light rose from the human world, the first manifest Sage Tianshi of this realm!
From then on, the Incense Tribulation Qi Dao replaced traditional spiritual cultivation, becoming the mainstream system of the Celestial Abyss Realm, providing a glimmer of hope to countless cultivators struggling in desperation.
Thirty thousand years earlier.
Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi had thinned to the extreme, the Great Wilderness Four Domains left only with broken walls and ruins, Immortal Sect sites covered with dust.
At this time, Foundation Establishment Cultivators had become a legend!
"Whoosh whoosh——"
In the dilapidated temple, a gust of eerie wind blew.
A white-haired cultivator sat emaciated, gripping a jade scroll tightly, gazing at the barren world outside the window with a long sigh:
"The Immortal Dao is difficult!"
He was the last Foundation Establishment Cultivator of this realm, ultimately unable to uphold the legacy, his breath slowly fading, leaving endless regret.
During this period, an extraordinary cultivator, witnessing the suffering in cultivation, blazed a new trail in despair, creating the prototype of the Incense Tribulation Qi Dao.
Successive generations refined it gradually, stepping onto a brand-new path of cultivation.
As time further traced back, reaching fifty thousand years earlier.
"Boom——!!!"
With an earth-shattering sound, the last Grotto Heaven Blessed Land in the Celestial Abyss Realm collapsed.
The Blessed Land, originally suspended in the sky and shrouded in immortality, fell like a meteor at this moment, rolling mountains and drying spiritual springs.
Within the Blessed Land, a Golden Core Cultivator in Daoist Robe stood amidst the ruins, spiritual power fluctuating around him, expression mournful.
He was the last Golden Core Cultivator of this realm, exhausting his life force to maintain the operation of the Blessed Land, ultimately powerless against the great trend of heaven and earth.
Slowly, he raised his head, gazing helplessly at the grey heavens, eyes full of unwillingness and despair, a long sigh echoing through the world:
"After me, the Golden Core Great Dao is no more!"
Then he sat cross-legged, the elixir light around him gradually dimming, finally disintegrating into specks of spirit light, disappearing on the land he protected all his life.
From then on, the Golden Core Great Dao declined completely, leaving only incomplete texts for future generations to commemorate.
...
Countless lights and shadows drifted quickly in Chen Sheng’s ocean of consciousness.
The roar of the world’s shaking, the despairing sighs of the cultivators, the brittle sound of spirit veins shattering, forming a tragic elegy of time.
In a fleeting moment, he discerned the general development across fifty thousand years in the Celestial Abyss Realm.
He witnessed the gradual decline of the traditional cultivation system of the Spirit Realm.
While the Incense Tribulation Qi Dao steadily improved and developed in desperation, countless cultivators charged forward, resisting the cosmic catastrophe with minimal power.
Chen Sheng nodded to himself in his heart:
"The wisdom of living beings is indeed boundless; even in despair, a path can be carved out."
"Continue to trace!"
With a thought, the Power of Laws exploded like a heavenly curtain covering the Golden Seal, the force of origin tracing growing ever stronger.
The Golden Seal shone brilliantly, golden light soaring to the sky, intertwined with the light and shadow of time and space, the sound of Dao ringing endlessly!
This time, the speed of time reverses even faster, lights and shadows flashing by like a phantom, traces of time quickly passing in consciousness.
Seventy thousand years... one hundred thousand years... one hundred thirty thousand years...
Every era accompanied by the decline of heaven and earth, the territory of the Great Wilderness Four Domains continually shrinking, collapsing, scattered across the vast void.
The number of living beings drastically reduced, the once flourishing Cultivation Realm gradually becoming a desolate land.
Countless cultivators struggled in the years after the spiritual tribulation!
Some fought fiercely for a wisp of spiritual mechanism, others exhausted their lifespan yet unable to glimpse the realm threshold, awaiting death in loneliness.
Each scene filled with the melancholy and helplessness of cultivation in the age of declining dharma.
Finally, time traced back to the defining moment one hundred thirty thousand years ago——
"Boom——!!!"
With an earth-shattering roar echoing throughout the universe, the already damaged heavenly heart suddenly collapsed!
Between heaven and earth, the sun and moon lost light, the void shook violently, seeming ready to collapse completely at any time.
Simultaneously, endless tribulation qi spawned and spread, covering the sky like a black fog, thrusting the entire world into the third phase.