Chapter 440 - 411: Sun and Moon Contend for Glory, Destiny Evolves

Chapter 440: Chapter 411: Sun and Moon Contend for Glory, Destiny Evolves

Faced with the chance at eternal life, who would be willing to give it up and place their future in an enemy’s hands?

No one!

Even if such a person existed, it certainly wouldn’t be a being from a Venerable’s lineage.

...

Time is like a galloping white steed; in the blink of an eye, it flashes past you.

On this day, within a secret realm in Longevity Heaven, Sen Yue opened his eyes. Lightning flashed within them.

BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

Beneath his feet, a great black river flowed.

The black river had no visible beginning or end. It resembled a colossal Chaotic Black Evil Dragon, dark to the absolute extreme.

The unsettling black water flowed ceaselessly. Occasionally, waves would swell, and within them, one could see countless ferocious yet gleeful creatures.

Sweet dreams! Nightmares!

A Dream Dao Master!

SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH... The black river roiled and rapidly contracted, condensing into a set of Golden Books and Jade Silk inscribed with all sorts of ancient Daoist patterns, which Sen Yue then absorbed into his Immortal Acupoint.

"I’ve finally sublimated this Dream Dao Magic into a Divine Technique."

A smile finally appeared on Sen Yue’s face, the previous urgency gone.

The next moment, the secret realm shook as several Great Saints appeared.

Their gazes, filled with either shock or immense joy, were fixed entirely on Sen Yue.

...

The Cultivators of this world practiced Lifebound Skills. Across the nine great Tiers of cultivation, each Tier corresponded to one such skill.

In other words, a Cultivator could only master one Lifebound Skill per great Tier.

Some orthodoxies distinguished between the Adept Realm, the Saint Realm, and the Venerable Realm.

The Adept Realm, from Tier One to Tier Five, was considered the stage for cultivating Magic. These were called, in order: the First Magic, the Second Magic... and the Fifth Magic.

The Saint Realm, from Tier Six to Tier Eight, was for Saints, who were extraordinary beings of vast power. It was thus considered the stage for cultivating Divine Techniques, called: the First Divine Skill, the Second Divine Skill, and the Third Divine Skill.

The Venerable Realm, at Tier Nine, was for beings who had already touched upon the Dao, or had even merged their bodies with it.

Such an existence cultivated neither Magic nor Divine Techniques, but the Great Dao itself. Their heaven-shattering might was difficult to describe in words and could only be forcibly named—a Dao Fruit!

Moreover, both Magic and Divine Techniques would evolve along with the Cultivator’s growth.

Non-Lifebound Skills, however, did not receive this treatment.

Although a high-Tier expert using a basic Magic would still be far more powerful than a low-Tier cultivator, the result was ultimately inferior to using their own Lifebound Skill.

...

And now, Sen Yue had actually condensed a Divine Technique of the Dream Dao school. How could this not shock the Great Saints?

If such a secret were to leak, it would undoubtedly cause a massive stir and lead to new complications!

"Seniors, please escort me for a part of my journey."

Sen Yue stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face.

He could finally enter the dream battlefield and meet Fang Yang.

’At this point, it’ll be difficult to make Fang Yang my subordinate.’

’But I can use my strength, status, and position to seize the upper hand and usurp as much of Fang Yang’s authority as possible!’

’I’ll be happy if Fang Yang is doing well.’

’But if Fang Yang does *too* well, to the point of threatening my grand ambition to ’enter the Immortal Realm and become an Immortal Ancestor,’ then I won’t be happy.’

’I hope Fang Yang knows what’s good for him. Otherwise, if Xiaohui gets upset, things could get ugly.’

"Let’s depart."

Sen Yue’s smile vanished. His eyes turned cold, radiating a daunting and oppressive aura.

It was enough to make the Great Saints subconsciously obey his command and move to action.

BUZZ~

The Great Saints exchanged glances, a sense of dread creeping into their hearts.

’If our senses aren’t mistaken, has Sen Yue already reached the Tier Seven Elementary realm?!’

’That’s absurd! It’s only been about ten years since he became a Saint.’

At that moment, even though they were experienced and knowledgeable Great Saints, they couldn’t help but marvel at the terrifying talent of a Young Venerable.

And this was his promotion speed while he had been distracted with studying the Dream Dao school.

If he had focused solely on breaking through, who knows what the result would have been!

...

Just as Sen Yue was making his move, the Great Sun Dragon Lady also completed a stage of her cultivation.

Under the protection of the Great Saints from the Vast Sea Pavilion, the Great Sun Dragon Lady began her journey, heading straight for the dream battlefield.

She planned to slip into the dream battlefield quietly and kill Fang Yang in a single blow!

...

The sky was overcast, and a fine drizzle was falling.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Fang Yang strolled slowly along the Great Saint Spirit River.

At his side was Su Xi.

Ever since he had killed a group of young Great Saints, enemy forces—including the Grand Princess of Great Xuan, the King of Qin, and Marquis Ye Tian—had all frantically retreated, surrendering their advantageous position.

As a result, Su Xi now had a great many matters to attend to.

Right now, she was asking for Fang Yang’s help, hoping he would use his divine might to alter the course of the Great Saint Spirit River. This would connect the encampments of their four main armies, creating a convenient link.

If successful, it would also form a natural barrier and facilitate the transport of troops.

"BUZZ..."

"BUZZ BUZZ..."

Suddenly, Fang Yang stopped and closed his eyes.

He was currently activating the Magic, the Three-Fire Lamp Scripture, to observe his own fortune.

The Three-Fire Lamp Scripture was a fortune-path Skill, top-tier among mortals.

Its main purpose was to help a Cultivator inspect and protect their personal fortune.

It was a "Personal Fortune" Skill!

Fang Yang’s vision changed:

He saw his fortune in turmoil. His fortune’s little Golden Crow and little Kun Peng were both tumbling about restlessly.

The source of their restlessness was none other than the [Domain of Heaven - Incomplete Celestial Destiny Mark], which took the form of a Daoist scripture scroll.

The [Domain of Heaven - Incomplete Celestial Destiny Mark] was thrumming!

The next moment, as their fates intertwined, the Dream Emperor Dharma Aspect in Fang Yang’s second empty acupoint also began to hum, its imperial black robes stirring.

Following that, the [Seek Fortune, Avoid Calamity] orb of light in Fang Yang’s mind flickered and formed words:

[The sun and moon compete for brilliance, celestial destiny evolves. Your path of fate once again meets a fork in the road. You can either start anew or soar to the heavens.]

[Mid-Upper Lot: Opportunity Expansion. Leave the ’Incomplete Celestial Destiny Mark’ in the Demon Emperor’s dreamscape. Travel alone to Heaven-Suppressing Peak. A great change will occur, and you can obtain a Tier Eight opportunity. No risk, no future trouble. Auspicious.]

[Middle Lot: Opportunity Expansion. Leave the ’Incomplete Celestial Destiny Mark’ in the Demon Emperor’s dreamscape. Remain in the vicinity of the Demon Emperor’s dreamscape. A great change will occur, and you will be drawn into the turmoil. You can obtain a Tier Eight opportunity, but the change will bring danger. You must be exceedingly cautious. Neutral.]

[Middle Lot: Opportunity Expansion. Withdraw from the battlefield and return to the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life. Nothing gained, nothing lost. No risk, no future trouble. Neutral.]

[Mid-Lower Lot: Opportunity Expansion. Do not leave the ’Incomplete Celestial Destiny Mark’ in the Demon Emperor’s dreamscape, and do not withdraw from the battlefield. A storm will erupt suddenly. Danger will lurk at every step, and each wave of the storm will be more perilous than the last. Inauspicious!]