Chapter 1245: The Vanishing Duan Donghe

The pond water and endless seawater were all suspended in midair.

Duan Donghe then spoke solemnly, “When one is weak, one can rely on diligent cultivation to break through one by one. However, as one’s power grows stronger, every supreme expert must undergo countless battles and killings to be tempered. For example, to become a True God, what you call the strongest being in the universe, one must also experience countless battles and killings, gain countless achievements, and only then can one breakthrough.”

“From the True God stage onward, every step upward becomes extremely difficult!”

“A true strongman is one who constantly walks between life and death yet remains unshaken,” said Duan Donghe.

Luo Feng nodded in agreement.

He agreed with these words.

In fact, in his opinion, even to become a Monarch of the Universe, one must breakthrough only through combat and trials. Take Situ Shanke and the Chaos City Lord, for example—they both forced themselves to venture out and train to achieve breakthroughs.

Monarchs of the Universe, the strongest beings in the universe (True Gods), and so on…

All must walk between life and death.

“There are many with talent, and many with perseverance; perhaps they can achieve minor successes,” Duan Donghe said softly. “But those who truly stand at the peak—how many of them don’t have numerous opportunities? Simply relying on one’s own strength alone is impossible to reach such a peak. The three supreme techniques of my Duan Donghe lineage are precisely meant to allow you to minimize the risk of perishing during countless life-and-death battles.”

“Of course, even with that, it doesn’t mean one becomes immortal. All the previous inheritors of my Duan Donghe lineage have long since perished, including the third patriarch,” Duan Donghe shook his head. “Therefore, you must never be careless.”

Luo Feng nodded and then smiled, “In this current era, things aren’t as bad as back then. At least that’s fortunate.”

“It’s not that simple,” Duan Donghe gently shook his head.

“Not that simple?” Luo Feng was taken aback. “What do you mean?”

“First, carefully examine the three supreme techniques you’ve obtained,” Duan Donghe said directly.

Luo Feng immediately began examining them carefully. Because each of the three supreme techniques contained an unimaginable amount of information—just the memory transmission had taken so long, as it was forcibly stuffed into Luo Feng’s mind. To truly read and understand them, he needed to go through them slowly.

Even with Luo Feng’s incredible reading speed, he spent over ten days studying just one of the techniques, “Duanmie,” before suddenly his expression changed.

“You’ve noticed?” Duan Donghe smiled faintly.

“Why… why is it incomplete?” Luo Feng stared at Duan Donghe in astonishment. “Duanmie was passed down by the Third Patriarch. According to the preface of this entire cultivation method, it should be immensely profound and all-encompassing, consisting of nine volumes in total. But why are only the first three volumes—the most elementary ones—present? I can distinctly sense that the remaining six volumes exist within my memory, yet I cannot access them. Why is this happening?”

It was a very strange sensation.

It was as if he remembered something clearly, yet could not recall it at all. The entire Duanmie technique was stored in his memory, but the last six volumes remained inaccessible, though he could sense their presence.

This sensation of “forgetfulness” was something he hadn’t experienced since his youth, when his powers were still weak. Since ascending to the rank of a supreme powerhouse, every memory of his experiences had been effortlessly accessible, without the slightest lapse.

“Because these first three volumes are the limit that can be cultivated at the True God stage,” Duan Donghe explained.

“The limit for True Gods?” Luo Feng vaguely began to understand.

“These three supreme techniques, and these—” Duan Donghe pointed to the black pebbles scattered at the bottom of the pond, “and those!” He pointed again toward the countless black pebbles scattered throughout the endless ocean.

“All the information—even if it’s completely transmitted into your memory—you can only access up to the peak of the True God stage. All higher-level information is completely inaccessible to you,” Duan Donghe stated directly.

“Why is that?” Luo Feng asked in confusion.

He wasn’t particularly concerned.

Not being able to see it wasn’t a big deal.

After all, the countless legacy stones contained detailed records spanning from ordinary Immortals to the pinnacle of the universe’s most powerful beings. That was already more than sufficient for him. After all, he was currently only a Venerable One.

But how could something stored in his mind be made inaccessible, as if someone had silently erased it from his ability to recall?

“Because…”

Duan Donghe’s gaze became distant as he sighed softly, “It is the Will of the Primordial Universe!”

“The Will of the Primordial Universe?” Luo Feng was startled.

“It is!” Duan Donghe nodded with a sigh.

“The Primordial Universe is the largest celestial body in the entire Cosmic Sea. Such an immense celestial body absorbs an unimaginable amount of Chaos energy every moment. Compared to it, even the Cosmic Boats are like…”

Duan Donghe shook his head.

Luo Feng nodded.

Although the Cosmic Boats were enormous, compared to the Primordial Universe, they were like a small paper boat the size of a palm compared to a sun!

“If one lives within the Primordial Universe, as a part of it, then it’s fine,” Duan Donghe nodded. “But if one is no longer a part of the Primordial Universe, and the universe no longer protects you… then it becomes a serious problem.”

“In the Cosmic Sea, who is the most powerful?”

“Not any individual faction, but the Will of the Primordial Universe!” Duan Donghe said.

“Your power is weak, but you should still be able to feel it. When you fight against a True God, it can assist you. No matter where you are in the Cosmic Sea, it can assist you.”

“The power of a True God is uniformly suppressed; their divine energy is completely restrained by it,” Duan Donghe continued.

Luo Feng nodded.

Yes.

That was indeed the case. The Will of the Primordial Universe was an immense, irresistible force. In the past, Yuanzu had fought against the Will of the Origin, and the result was permanent imprisonment.

“With the entire Primordial Universe as its foundation, the power the Origin Will can unleash is utterly beyond your comprehension,” Duan Donghe scoffed. “Do you truly believe you understand how the Cosmic Boat was destroyed? This—”

Suddenly, Duan Donghe’s expression changed.

“I can’t say any more,” Duan Donghe looked at Luo Feng seriously. “There are some things I can’t tell you. You must understand, the entire Cosmic Sea… there is not a single place beyond the control of the Origin Will of the Primordial Universe. Fortunately, it is merely a simple will formed by the great operating laws, without desires or emotions, or else who knows what it might become.”

“There is only one way to transcend—”

Duan Donghe gazed at Luo Feng and said, “Break through the cycle of reincarnation!”

“Break through the cycle of reincarnation, and you will enter a new realm.”

“The knowledge contained within the numerous memory stones of my Duan Donghe lineage—currently, you can only access up to the True God stage. But if you break through the cycle of reincarnation… you will gain access to everything,” said Duan Donghe.

Luo Feng nodded slightly.

Though Duan Donghe didn’t explicitly state it, Luo Feng vaguely grasped the truth. Back in that ancient civilization, when Duan Donghe and the other powerhouses boarded the Cosmic Boat, the incident was probably connected to the Will of the Primordial Universe. Moreover, the destruction of the Cosmic Boat was most likely orchestrated by the Will of the Primordial Universe itself.

“You and I are different. You are a part of the Primordial Universe—at least for now,” Duan Donghe smiled. “Therefore, you are protected by it.”

Suddenly, Duan Donghe waved his hand.

Under the endless seawater that was suspended in the air, the vast trenches, deep-sea canyons, and the scattered black pebbles, as well as the black pebbles at the bottom of the nearby pond, all flew up and gathered toward Duan Donghe.

Soon, Duan Donghe collected them all.

“Boom~~~” The endless seawater suspended in the sky then came crashing down, and the pond water also fell.

“Follow me,” Duan Donghe pointed ahead, and the space in front of him rippled, forming an entrance.

Luo Feng obediently followed.

The two entered the spatial portal one after another and soon arrived in a new space.

It was a seemingly boundless vast world. Around them was infinite darkness, while beneath their feet was a piece of land, only about ten kilometers in diameter.

“This is a time-accelerated space,” Duan Donghe pointed toward the endless darkness in the distance. “The seemingly boundless darkness is actually all an illusion. This time-accelerated space is very small, encompassing only the range of this land.”

“The smaller the area, the less energy is consumed in accelerating time,” Duan Donghe smiled. “I have already perished. With just my control, I can only accelerate time by ten thousand times.”

“As for you, the stronger your divine energy, the more effectively you can control the acceleration of time.”

“Only under accelerated time… can one extend the duration of cultivation.”

Duan Donghe waved his hand.

A black pebble floated in front of Luo Feng.

“Originally, after countless cycles of solitude… I had so much to say, so many instructions, and so many proud achievements of my Duan Donghe lineage that I wished to impart to you,” Duan Donghe slowly shook his head. “But when you accepted the three supreme techniques, it suddenly dawned on me… I have long since perished. So why should I cling to anything? Thus, I have recorded everything into this memory stone.”

“This memory stone contains everything I wanted to tell you, as well as all the secrets of the entire legacy space.”

“Once you read it, you will understand everything.”

Duan Donghe then looked up at the boundless darkness, crouched down, gently grabbed some soil from the land, smelled it lightly, and then smiled: “I have long since died. What exists now is merely a virtual consciousness.”

“Virtual… just virtual…”

Hua~~~~

Duan Donghe’s entire form fragmented and then directly dispersed.

“Teacher!”

“Duan Donghe!” Luo Feng shouted desperately, but there was only him left. Luo Feng felt somewhat dazed.

This… this…

He was trapped here. How was he supposed to get out?

“Hong~~~” Threads of light emerged from the endless darkness, rapidly enveloping him. Luo Feng looked up, and threads of black and white light descended, leaving no place to hide. They directly gathered toward Luo Feng.

The inheritance mark on his forehead automatically appeared.

The black-and-white intertwined mark rotated, and the endless light poured into Luo Feng’s body. Then everything returned to calm.

An indescribable sense of affinity arose in his heart. Luo Feng looked around, and with a thought, grass began to sprout from the land, growing more and more luxuriant, even spreading outward. In just a moment, the entire ten-kilometer expanse of land was transformed into a grassland.

“Accepted a new master?” Luo Feng was stunned.

The inheritance space had recognized its new master.

Although he still felt somewhat unfamiliar, he could sense the entire inheritance space.

“Duan Donghe voluntarily relinquished control?” Luo Feng looked at his side, where Duan Donghe had just picked up the soil. Recalling Duan Donghe’s words, Luo Feng suddenly realized…

That Duan Donghe…

Was probably gone forever.

In this Cosmic Sea, he, Luo Feng, was now the 193rd Duan Donghe.