Chapter 899 - 625: [He and I]_2

He no longer dwelled on it, taking a single step forward into the Immortal Mountain, continuing to embark on a new round of his mountain-climbing journey.

...

Celestial Brilliance Immortal Mountain, the thirty-ninth peak.

The clouds and mist raged, obscuring the sky and sun.

The entire mountain peak was enveloped by billions of fierce restrictions, each pattern carving the origin of a small world.

Realm entanglement, laws collapsing, and murderous aura permeating the land.

This peak was the nightmare cage for countless Daoist Monarchs Er Shuai, where thousands of micro-worlds layered and crushed each other, trapping innumerable Great Powers to death.

A radiantly white figure slowly descended from the Cloud Sea, his robe fluttering lightly, the moonlight subdued—it was none other than Chen Sheng’s incarnation.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture tall and aloof, faintly gazing at the towering peak summit.

"Let me use this peak’s realm to calmly display my second weakening cultivation."

His fingertip rose slightly.

A strand of thin, luminous white Taiyin Divine Pattern floated in the air.

Buzz—

A gentle light slowly overflowed, soft yet bearing the supreme charm of suppressing all dharmas.

The Guardian Peak Mirror Image was instantly alerted, activating the restrictions of the entire peak domain, billions of earth-yellow Dao Patterns intertwined and converged, instantly coalescing into a vast mountain small world.

Mountains and rivers stretched endlessly, stars arranged in rows, the land immensely heavy.

The complete realm laws roared as they operated, enveloping and suppressing all things with colossal Giant Strength, crushing downward, enough to instantly shatter an ordinary Daoist Monarch Er Shuai.

Facing this world-shattering offensive, Chen Sheng’s incarnation showed no change in expression.

He merely raised his palm slowly, a miniature laurel tree phantom appearing in his palm.

"Go."

A soft whisper landed soundlessly.

Millions of Taiyin Divine Patterns wove into a boundless silver net, lightly extending out.

No earth-shaking explosions, no wild law eruptions, only the ultimate silent annihilation.

Crack—!

The mountain world disintegrated inch by inch, mountains and rivers collapsing, stars annihilating, the earth element laws dissolving layer by layer, all turning into nothingness.

The Guardian Peak Mirror Image’s expression changed dramatically, his Heart Spirit greatly shaken, not daring to hesitate, he spurred the origin at the peak base once more.

Three distinctly attributed small worlds simultaneously evolved, enclosing and sealing off all escape routes.

Chen Sheng’s incarnation lightly waved his sleeve, remaining calm and composed.

Bang—!

Three soft cracks sounded simultaneously.

The three solid small realms shattered in response, dispersing into the sky, disappearing instantly.

He stood still in the void, unstained by dust.

The Dao Power around him remained as steady as water, showing no signs of fluctuation.

Breaking thousands of realms with a raise of the hand, as if wiping away a tiny speck of dust.

The void beneath him rippled layer by layer due to the successive realm shattering, yet it could never shake even a fraction of his foundation.

The Guardian Peak Mirror Image’s eyes were solemn, bowing and cupping his hands, speaking with grave tone.

"Second weakening cultivation."

"Daoist, please pass."

Chen Sheng nodded slightly, not saying much, leisurely stepping forward into the next layer of mountain peak, his figure gradually fading into the depths of the Cloud Sea.

...

Suddenly, a radiant white light shone brilliantly on the Immortal Ranking.

On the list, Chen Sheng’s name seamlessly ascended, finally stabilizing steadily at the position of the forty-second peak, the light gradually calming.

On an Immortal Platform, several Daoist Monarchs stood side by side, personally witnessing this scene, their pupils all contracting:

"In just twenty-five Primordial Assemblies, he’s entered the second weakening. Such cultivation speed is truly terrifying to the extreme!"

"Judging by this trend, in no more than two hundred Primordial Assemblies, he’ll surely cultivate into a Mahayana Loose Immortal!"

"Indeed, every generation produces its talent!"

...

In the Antarctic Immortal Mansion.

Qin Jihai and Daoist Monarch Nan Wu also sighed with emotion.

Qin Jihai:

"The forty-second peak, truly a second weakening Daoist Monarch! Such speed, truly a born Mahayana Immortal Seed!"

Daoist Monarch Nanwu was silent for a while, then slowly started speaking:

"I plan to visit the Zhang Clan Ancestral Land, partly to report on the affairs of the Immortal Mansion over these years, and also to seek guidance from Brother Zhang on some cultivation queries. Fellow Daoist Qin, would you like to join me?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Jihai lightly nodded, speaking solemnly:

"I will join! Having the chance to seek guidance from Brother Zhang is an honor for me. Naturally, I will go along."

...

The years passed in silence, another sixty Primordial Assemblies quietly slipped away.

On this day, before the forty-fifth peak of Celestial Brilliance Immortal Mountain, a shimmering white figure quietly emerged, expression indifferent—it was the incarnation of Chen Sheng.

He stood with arms folded, eyes gently sweeping over the Restrictions atop the peak, stepping directly into the mountain.

Before long, on the Immortal List, the mark belonging to him suddenly erupted in a ten thousand zhang bright white radiance.

His ranking on the list swiftly climbed, finally stopping steadily at the forty-seventh peak.

Throughout Celestial Brilliance Immortal Mountain, countless Daoist Monarchs paused to gaze in awe and veneration, the sound of discussions rose and fell.

...

Meanwhile, upon the Cloud Platform of Zhang Clan Ancestral Land, Chen Sheng’s true form still sat serenely as before, Dao Rhymes circulating around him, tranquil and distant.

At the center of his brows, the Taiyin Dharma Seed continued to spin slowly, the shimmering white brilliance flowing ceaselessly.

At this moment.

An indescribable sense of urgency silently arose from the depths of his heart, growing ever stronger.

He raised his hand and softly brushed across the Dharma Seed at his brow, his eyes reflecting moonlight, his expression growing solemn as he inwardly mused:

"The strength shown by the incarnation outside is now nearly catching up to the progress of the true body."

"In the past, Gu Xunzhen took seventy Primordial Assemblies to break from the third decline to the fourth."

He silently calculated the time, thoughts swirling within:

"Since I proved the Dao, becoming a Daoist Monarch, it only took ten Primordial Assemblies to recover to the pinnacle level of my past life’s Daoist Monarch San Shuai."

"Afterwards, I focused deeply on understanding the methods of crossing the fourth decline and the mysteries of the Great Dao, which have now taken exactly seventy-five Primordial Assemblies."

"Though my talent is not as heaven-defying as Gu Xunzhen, it is a real ’Taiyin Dao Seed.’"

"Additionally, bearing the tribulation crossing experience from my past life, the system is increasingly perfected, drawing ever closer to the Great Dao nurturing true self."

Chen Sheng nodded slightly:

"I am confident that within fifty Primordial Assemblies, I will successfully break through the fourth decline, without repeating the premature fall of genius!"

"As for the subsequent fifth decline, it depends on whether the ’Valley of Five Declines Annihilation’ will offer fortuity, making crossing the tribulation much smoother."

...

Another twenty thousand years were added to the passage of time.

Compared to cultivators who often spend dozens or hundreds of Primordial Assemblies in arduous cultivation, these twenty thousand years were merely a flicker, swiftly passing.

The Zhang Clan Ancestral Land remained as tranquil as ever.

Chen Sheng’s cultivation never ceased, eternally immersed in enlightenment, day after day, year after year.

On this day, Chen Sheng was sitting solemnly upon the Cloud Platform.

His eyes were slightly closed, his Heart Spirit fully immersed in the deduction of the crossing method of the fourth decline, the Taiyin Divine Patterns orderly flowing around him, the Laurel Dharma Seed between his brows glowed brightly.

Suddenly, a peculiar resonance emerged from the depths of his consciousness.

This resonance was gentle yet distinct, instantly interrupting his deductions, jolting his Heart Spirit.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of unguarded astonishment flashing through them, the circulating Dao Power slightly halted, he muttered softly in his heart:

"What is this...?"

The innate perception of the ’Dimension Demon God’ hidden in the depths of his Divine Soul abruptly resonated intensely.

In the midst of this, he clearly sensed an extremely familiar, extremely intimate figure.

In the next moment, an enigmatic and profound force quietly appeared.

Chen Sheng’s consciousness was drawn by this intangible force, detaching from his true form, plummeting into an unfamiliar dimension.

The scenery before his eyes suddenly changed; no longer the cloud sea Dao Rhyme of the Zhang Clan Ancestral Land!

Before him was an expanse of misty riverbank, a gentle breeze blowing, carrying the fresh moisture of the river water and a faint trace of human presence, warm and genuine.

Upon the riverbank, an old fishing boat lightly swayed, water waves undulating, creating circles of delicate ripples.

A middle-aged man sat on the fishing boat, clad in coarse cloth shirt, holding an old fishing net, leisurely fishing.

He had no trace of cultivation aura around him, appearing ordinary and unremarkable.

Yet, upon seeing this figure, an inconceivable sense of familiarity instantly enveloped Chen Sheng’s entire Heart Spirit.

That sense of familiarity surpassed any bond in the world, as if he were seeing another completely different self.

His pupils slightly contracted, sudden realization dawning within his heart:

"Is this... another dimension of me?"