In the primordial chaos, floating lights of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet suddenly emerged. Within each beam lay a scene, depicting different stories filled with joy and sorrow, love and hate, and vengeance and murder.
They resembled fragments of history or glimpses of the future, narrating the bizarre and wondrous world of Lanruo Temple, where the past intertwined with the present, and the future danced alongside the current.
Meng Qi’s face flickered with shifting lights and shadows, constantly dimming and brightening, as if mirroring his turbulent emotions—waves of passion and restraint surging within him.
His thoughts churned, eventually concealing rebelliousness beneath a calm exterior. He slowly spoke, “Without me, perhaps he really could have succeeded?”
Without his interference, the secret of the mysterious fragment wouldn’t have been exposed. With the aid of a special device, the Empress alone would have been sufficient to kill the Taoist Master and the foolish monk. The Black Mountain Demon King could have easily obtained the Seven Killings Tablet. Without him, he wouldn’t have wasted a chance to travel back in time to slay Liang Wujie, allowing him to understand his past and present lives before reversing time and cutting away entanglements. Without him, he wouldn’t have lost control of his mind due to the Seven Killings Tablet’s failure, leading to his demise and the dissipation of his Dao.
Before attaining the fruit of enlightenment, who are you to claim omniscience across past, present, and future?
Their eyes met, and Meng Qi showed no sign of retreat. The young man in the black robe bore a deep weariness in his gaze, and even his smile, though curling his lips, revealed exhaustion.
“Do you really think your appearance wasn’t part of how things were meant to be?” the true “Black Mountain Demon King” chuckled lightly.
Did he have a connection with the Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation? Was he an enemy, a friend, or a subordinate of the Six Paths? Meng Qi’s mind stirred as he recalled what Grandma had said—that the Black Mountain Demon King’s story involved the Ninth Hell and the Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
The true “Black Mountain Demon King” raised his right hand and rubbed his eyes with his index finger. “Regardless, you did well. Without my help, you managed to perceive the reversal of time, the secrets of two realms, and retained all your memories.”
“Go back. Most beings in this world only live one life, and eventually, all universes will meet their end. Why not live joyfully and freely?”
His tone carried desolation and fatigue. With a wave of his hand, the floating lights vanished, and chaos returned. Meng Qi’s vision once again plunged into darkness.
In his final glimpse, Meng Qi saw the demon king reveal an enormous body, slowly lying down, wrapped in chaos. Within that chaos lay a universe—the Lanruo Temple world.
“You have identified the true identity of the Black Mountain Demon King, uncovered its origins, and completely eliminated it. The main mission is complete. Reward: 4,000 Virtue Points.”
You have obtained the Seven Killings Tablet. The exclusive mission for the Dharma Body move has been completed. Upon returning, you will receive “Boundless Heaven Shatters the Heavens and Earth.”
“There is no evaluation for this mission. You must not disclose any details of this mission to anyone. Violators will be erased.”
“Return!”
At this moment, the familiar yet indifferent voice of the Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation echoed in Meng Qi’s ears.
“The Seven Killings Tablet?” Meng Qi’s heart trembled. A mysterious connection spread outward, confirming that the Seven Killings Tablet was indeed in his clone’s possession, returning with him.
A tablet that could send someone back in time?
This was far more valuable than “Boundless Heaven Shatters the Heavens and Earth!”
This was Meng Qi’s first encounter with such a situation, and he felt a mix of shock and joy.
The mist swirled before his eyes, light surged, and his figure vanished instantly.
…
Inside the Grand Hall of the Taoist Master’s Mansion, Qin Shuanglian, Shi Wanhao, and other members of the Reincarnation Team anxiously awaited news of the Taoist Master and the foolish monk—their lives hung in the balance.
Suddenly, bloodstains appeared on Qin Shuanglian’s back, forming the character for “kill,” then faded into a dark red.
She immediately felt a sense of relief, only to meet her companions’ strange gazes.
“Big sister Qin, your ‘kill’ mark has appeared…” Zhu Huashan murmured in a daze, seeing it as an omen of death.
“Eh?” Qin Shuanglian felt she was in the best condition she’d been in during this mission, far from death.
She pursed her lips, pulled Zhu Huashan closer, and used replacement clothes from her mustard seed ring to cover her bare back, letting her confirm.
Zhu Huashan saw only smooth white skin, with no bloodstained “kill” mark.
“Good, good!” she suddenly cheered. “The Taoist Master succeeded!”
Shi Wanhao and Zhu Hanqiu immediately checked each other’s backs, discovering that the “kill” marks embedded in their skin had transferred onto their clothes.
“At last… at last…” Zhu Hanqiu took deep breaths, exhaling the fear, dread, and despair that had gripped them.
Just then, they saw the bearded Taoist Master and the benevolent-faced foolish monk flying back together.
“Thank you, seniors, for saving us!” Qin Shuanglian hurried forward, bowing deeply in gratitude.
The Taoist Master’s expression was slightly odd. He stroked his beard and sighed, “It wasn’t my doing. It was Elder Ji Wuliang of the Cangtian Sect, who had achieved the unprecedented ‘Yellow Heaven Established’ realm. He severed the past, destroyed the Seven Killings Tablet, and killed the Black Mountain Demon King, thus lifting your curse.”
“Elder Ji Wuliang of the Cangtian Sect?” Qin Shuanglian and the others exchanged glances, recalling the green-robed man who had come with the foolish monk earlier. His aura rivaled that of a Grand Master and seemed even more mysterious and profound.
They had previously speculated that he was an extremely powerful and experienced Reincarnator who had survived three or more death missions. But now, it seemed he was a newly emerged Grand Master in this world. The idea that someone newly ascended could slay the Black Mountain Demon King was hard to believe.
As for the “Yellow Heaven Established” realm, severing the past, and the Seven Killings Tablet, they found it all too abstruse to understand.
“Where is Elder Ji Wuliang?” Qin Shuanglian curiously asked. Why hadn’t he returned with them?
As she spoke, she felt a slight regret. Ji Wuliang… Ji Wuliang? The name felt strange.
The foolish monk intoned, “Amitabha. Perhaps the ‘Yellow Heaven Established’ realm exceeded the limits of heaven and earth, truly reaching the divine realm and becoming incompatible with this world. After slaying the Black Mountain Demon King, Ji Wuliang ascended in a beam of light, embarking on a new journey.”
Qin Shuanglian’s eyes instinctively widened. This sounded familiar!
Disappearing immediately after completing a task, described as either shattering or ascending—weren’t these characteristics of Reincarnators?
For thousands of years, no one in this world had ascended, so the likelihood of true ascension was extremely low. That Ji Wuliang was likely a veteran Reincarnator, a terrifying powerhouse who could crush their team with a single finger!
At the thought of nearly tangling with such a figure, Qin Shuanglian couldn’t help but feel a chill. Triggering side missions or random events recklessly was truly dangerous, as no one knew Ji Wuliang’s temperament or whether he enjoyed killing innocents.
But recalling his demeanor, bearing, realm, and strength, they couldn’t help but envy him. If they could reach such a level, the Ninth Hell’s threat to their homeland would be completely eliminated! If he offered guidance, perhaps they could make rapid progress before reaching the Outer Scenery stage!
“Why doesn’t the Master of the Six Paths assign tasks to powerful Reincarnators to eliminate the Ninth Hell’s threat…” They couldn’t help but imagine.
While they were off completing missions in other worlds, why hadn’t other Reincarnators come to theirs?
…
The government was furious yet wary due to the fleet’s losses. Believing the Cangtian Sect’s leader had no connection with Nangong Chong and had merely used him to divert attention, they did not take action against Nangong Chong but continued surveillance, albeit with reduced intensity.
Nangong Chong did not wait for the “old master” to return, but detailed instructions on the previous martial arts technique naturally surfaced in his mind. He calmed himself, focused on physical training, and began cultivating his foundation.
When everything finally quieted down, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of reflection. Compared to his previously mundane life, this extraordinary experience always lingered in his memory, even though he had once been bewildered, frightened, and overwhelmed with disbelief and confusion.
…
Light and shadows flickered, and Meng Qi appeared in the Reincarnation Plaza. His clone vanished, and in his hand appeared a three-foot-tall stone tablet, semi-transparent and shimmering faintly, as if it didn’t truly belong to this world. On its front were seven crimson, grotesque characters reading “Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.” On the back was engraved, “Heaven nurtures humanity with all living things, yet humanity offers nothing in return to Heaven.” The characters were neither of this era nor ancient script, strange and unusual, yet instantly comprehensible.
“The Seven Killings Tablet…” At this moment, his companions had not yet returned. Meng Qi’s lips slightly curved as he ran his hand over the tablet’s surface. The sensation was strange, as if passing through layers of veils.
4,000 Virtue Points were credited to his account, and the knowledge of “Boundless Heaven Shatters the Heavens and Earth” poured into his mind: the body vanishes into the void, making it impossible for opponents to track the trajectory of attacks, difficult to evade, forcing them to endure direct hits. With blades unleashed simultaneously, the heavens and earth shatter, and the universe ruptures…
As he savored one of the Three Divine Techniques, he saw three beams of light descend. Jiang Zhimi, Ruan Yushu, and Zhao Heng returned one after another with slight differences in timing.
Jiang Zhimi was the first to finish healing, stepping out of the light beam. Her amber-yellow dress was tinged with warmth, and she carried the White Rainbow Sword. Her eyes, pitch-black, seemed to contain the universe itself, within which endless sword intentions were born and extinguished.
“Congratulations, Master, and felicitations, Master,” Meng Qi said with a grin, bowing joyfully while concealing the Seven Killings Tablet.
He could tell Jiang Zhimi had finally crossed the second heavenly threshold.
Jiang Zhimi was in a good mood but spat, “Too exaggerated. Say it again properly!”
Then she teased, “How can a mere girl receive the congratulations of a Grand Master?”
At this moment, Ruan Yushu stepped out of the light beam. Her hair was slightly shorter, still reaching the middle of her back, jet-black and contrasting sharply with her white dress.
She did not hide her aura, which was already at the fourth heavenly threshold’s peak, similar to Zhao Heng, who emerged shortly after.
Ruan Yushu remained as cold as ever, but her eyes sparkled with joy, seemingly having enjoyed the previous mission as if indulging in a feast of delicacies.
“Pity I can’t share it with you,” she said bluntly, her tone hinting at regret. Sharing something she enjoyed with close friends and receiving their approval was a great source of satisfaction.
“Exactly. The Six Paths require secrecy. Otherwise, this mission would be worth recording in detail,” Zhao Heng agreed.
Jiang Zhimi also expressed regret, “To think there exists a world with such a life in the heavens and earth…”
“I bet my mission was more interesting and wondrous than any of yours,” Meng Qi chuckled, already having a few guesses.
Was the reason for this mission’s secrecy because the Six Paths had extended its reach into a universe related to martial arts?
He had experienced a world blending martial arts and technology. Had Jiang Zhimi, Ruan Yushu, and Zhao Lao Wu gone to a magical world?
Meanwhile, Meng Qi also speculated on the reason his main mission was considered complete. That black-robed youth was certainly not the Black Mountain Demon King. Therefore, identifying its origins and eliminating the reincarnated fragment named the Black Mountain Demon King was sufficient.
That black-robed youth was almost certainly a mighty being. Which legendary figure from myths could he be?
Because of the secrecy requirement, after a brief exchange, Meng Qi and the others went separately to the central light pillar to exchange unwanted gains for Virtue Points.
Due to the unique nature of his journey, Meng Qi didn’t acquire many items or martial arts techniques in the Black Mountain Demon King’s world, only Grandma’s reincarnation secret art and the Seven Killings Tablet.
After some thought, Meng Qi placed the Seven Killings Tablet into the light pillar and requested an appraisal.
The Seven Killings Tablet, a supreme divine weapon (damaged), is a fragment of the Heavenly Emperor’s stele, refined by a certain evil deity. It can disrupt the flow of time in its vicinity, silently imprint killing intent, and allow the wielder to return to the past for thirty heartbeats—limited to a single universe and not exceeding 300,000 years. Currently depleted, it requires ten years to recover. Valued at 400,000 Virtue Points, it can be exchanged for 290,000 Virtue Points.
A supreme divine weapon… Meng Qi was momentarily stunned. Without hesitation, he immediately asked, “Can Virtue Points be used to accelerate its recovery?”
The Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation replied indifferently, “Yes.”
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