At this moment, Ye Yuqi’s astonishment surpassed even when she first heard of the demise of Chonghe Daoist. Throughout her decades-long cycle of reincarnation, and from the common knowledge she absorbed from the earliest reincarnators like Lingbao Tianzun, escaping reincarnation and being no longer bound by the Six Paths was merely an illusion—beautiful in appearance but ultimately meaningless and impossible to achieve.
Thirty thousand meritorious deeds, with grit and perseverance, were not impossible to accumulate for a Dharma Body or an experienced half-step expert. However, the exclusive task corresponding to the “Bian’an Talisman” had never been completed by anyone. According to Lingbao Tianzun, even the earliest reincarnators from his time, and several Dharma Body experts from other realms and universes, had perished attempting it. Thus, even with his own strength, he dared not claim to escape reincarnation.
But now, Su Meng claimed he was no longer a reincarnator?
A flicker stirred in Ye Yuqi’s heart, and she immediately asked, “Did you complete the exclusive task corresponding to the ‘Bian’an Talisman’?”
Her phoenix eyes involuntarily gleamed with a hidden hope and yearning deep within her soul.
As reincarnators, who would willingly remain under the shadow of the Six Paths, manipulated by It, forever helpless and struggling? Who wouldn’t wish to escape the Six Paths, to flee this suffocating, oppressive, and hopeless place?
Certainly, real life still carried dangers, dilemmas, and many situations beyond one’s control. But at least there was a choice, unlike the direct and merciless demands of reincarnation tasks, which allowed no compromise.
Now, with a living example right in front of her, how could Ye Yuqi’s normally restrained and suppressed heart not ripple and stir?
Meng Qi, wearing the mask of “Yuanshi Tianzun,” slightly shook his head. “No, I didn’t redeem the ‘Bian’an Talisman.'”
“Then how did you escape reincarnation?” Ye Yuqi’s gaze was filled with confusion.
Without redeeming the “Bian’an Talisman,” how could one escape?
Meng Qi hesitated briefly before seriously replying, “I confronted the Six Paths, severed the many bindings It imposed upon me, and am no longer under Its control.”
Confronted the Six Paths, severed the bindings It imposed upon him, and was no longer under Its control… Ye Yuqi felt as though she were listening to a myth. Her mind felt empty, echoing only Meng Qi’s words.
Had the mysterious and unfathomable Six Paths been located in Its true form?
Had the Six Paths, seemingly limitless in power, actually failed?
Had the Six Paths, which could decide life and death for reincarnators with a mere gesture, been defeated?
Meng Qi’s answer was completely beyond the expectations, guesses, and imagination of “Doumu Yuanjun” Ye Yuqi, making it momentarily difficult for her to accept his words.
Was this true?
Meng Qi’s tone carried a hint of a smile: “Yuanjun, don’t be intimidated by the Six Paths’ bluster. When It was at Its peak, It was indeed extremely powerful—controlling fate, reversing cause and effect, nearly omnipotent, beyond our ability to escape. But now, It is in a very weakened state. I seized the opportunity during my Dharma Body attainment to sever the connection between past and future, thus breaking free.”
“Actually, if you think carefully, you’ll realize that if the Six Paths were not weakened and not in a state where It could not act directly, why would It cultivate reincarnators? Why would It avoid Dharma Body experts who are not reincarnators?”
Ye Yuqi, with her extensive reincarnation experience and far-reaching vision from long years of leadership, pondered for a moment after hearing this. Then she looked upward at Biyou Palace, as if to confirm whether this place could block the Six Paths’ surveillance. “The Six Paths are weak?”
“Yes,” Meng Qi replied calmly, without any fluctuation. “The master of the Six Paths is not a single individual but a group of powerful beings. There is A-nan, the Demon Buddha imprisoned by the Buddha, and the second-generation inheritor of the Demon Emperor’s Claw, the original master of the Primordial Demon Dao, the unmatched Demon Monarch. He failed to reach the Other Shore and dared not overly rely on the Demon Emperor’s Claw, so he could not escape the River of Time. He sealed himself in the ancient coffin of the Demon Ruins, waiting for the opportunity to return, and rarely dares to act. Before merging with the Fish, it is even questionable how much strength remains.”
There is also Qisha Daoren, the inheritor of the Minghai Sword, who received his legacy from the Evil God Tian Sha. He may have already attained the Legendary realm during the Middle Ages, comparable to the Hegemon. However, before his Legendary title became widely known, he was defeated by the Demon Buddha and became his subordinate. Now, he slumbers within the Chaos, sustained by the Minghai Sword, leaving behind only a beacon. Unless forced to the brink, his manifested power remains limited. Then there is Ludaya Daojun, who might be at the Creation or Other Shore level, suspected to be sealed and imprisoned, capable of exerting only partial strength. Nevertheless, he controls the Fengshen Bang, making him relatively the most formidable to handle. As for others like Shizu, their circumstances are similar.
“Wait a moment,” Ye Yuqi suddenly raised her right hand, making a downward motion, her tone slightly bewildered. “Let me sort out what you just said.”
Her eyes had widened as she listened, her heart shocked and mind in chaos. She was shocked that Su Meng could speak so freely about the Six Paths without fear, something almost inconceivable. Her mind was in turmoil because the information was too much, too shocking, causing even the normally composed and cold Ice Fairy, accustomed to suppressing her emotions, to involuntarily reveal such a state.
Had the Six Paths been so ruthlessly stripped of their masks and toppled from their divine thrones by Su Meng?
Even without the isolation of Biyou Palace, Meng Qi, who had long been free from the cage and regained his natural state, was not worried about the Six Paths’ elimination or retaliation. He could speak freely and calmly, feeling a sense of freedom and ease, his mood suddenly becoming pleasant as he quietly waited for Ye Yuqi to digest the information.
After a while, Ye Yuqi, wearing the mask of “Doumu Yuanjun,” slightly nodded and murmured, “No wonder… no wonder…”
All the strange phenomena she had encountered in her past reincarnation tasks finally had a reasonable explanation.
Regaining her composure, her eyes gleaming with renewed hope, she asked steadily, “Then how can one escape the Six Paths?”
“The most important thing is to determine whether you are a beacon or the Fish for a returning great being. Second is to enhance your own strength by practicing causal cultivation techniques not redeemed from the Six Paths. If needed, I can share some insights. Third is to prepare Lu Daxian to be ready with his sword. Lastly, patience—wait patiently for the opportunity,” Meng Qi explained.
Ye Yuqi nodded slightly and asked, “What kind of opportunity?”
“The opportunity will come. Everyone will be able to escape the Six Paths,” Meng Qi said sincerely, his voice low.
He always harbored doubts about Biyou Palace’s ability to block surveillance, so he did not reveal his true intentions.
Through three people and three events, using the Demon-Beating Whip of Master Shushu, the opportunity would gradually arise to seize the Fengshen Bang from Ludaya’s hands.
Ye Yuqi was no novice in the martial world. Upon hearing this, she asked no further questions, merely nodding slightly to express her trust. Then she composed herself and said, “The Nine Heretical Sects are stirring again, gathering on the grasslands. There seems to be another major upheaval. Thus, my brother-in-law has invited several righteous experts secretly to Huamei Villa to discuss countermeasures. Will you go?”
The members of Xianji could include non-reincarnators, but the leader must control Biyou Palace, Xianji Bazaar, and the Jade Pillar of Redemption—positions non-reincarnators could not hold. After understanding the truth, Ye Yuqi no longer mentioned the matter. As long as “Yuanshi Tianzun” Su Meng remained a member of Xianji, his actual authority and influence could not be replaced by such formal positions.
Meng Qi smiled. “I was just planning to visit Senior Lu.”
…
In a secret place on the grasslands, Geldan sat in the center, his terrifying Tianzhu Axe resting across his knees.
Before him, in a semicircle, sat “Mo Shi” Han Guang, “Dushi Fawang,” and Xuehai Luosha.
“Now that the Khan has secretly returned and is even stronger than before, we should take action to curb the arrogance of the righteous sects,” Xuehai Luosha, who had waited over a decade, finally saw her chance.
Geldan nodded, maintaining his unrestrained smile as he looked at Han Guang. “This matter will require Mo Shi to contact the demon clan.”
Han Guang smiled. “Contacting the demon clan is easy, but we must not act as openly as last time.”
“What do you mean, Mo Shi?” Dushi Fawang asked.
Han Guang grinned. “We are all villains. How can we confront them head-on? We must leverage our strengths, our advantage of lurking in the shadows, making the righteous sects live in constant fear.”
His expression turned serious. “I propose we first keep the Khan’s return a secret. Then, seize the opportunity to assassinate and ambush, striking like thunder to eliminate one of their Dharma Bodies. Better to sever one finger than injure ten!”
“Then vanish again, waiting for the next opportunity!”
“This makes sense,” Xuehai Luosha, whose style best suited this approach, immediately agreed. “Then who should we target?”
Han Guang glanced around and spoke a name.
…
Inside the secret chamber of Huamei Villa.
Lu Daxian sat cross-legged on the floor, the unparalleled Yixin Sword resting beside him.
To his left was the elusive Su Wuming, to his right the eerily empty He Qi. Directly in front were the venerable Yunhe Zhenren, with his youthful white hair, and Gaoteng, the representative of the Northern Zhou royal family, holding Gao Lan’s token.
“In the previous battle, Geldan escaped and vanished without a trace. Now that the grasslands are stirring again, it is likely he has recovered and returned,” Lu Daxian succinctly stated his suspicion.
He Qi mused thoughtfully, “Only Geldan, wielding the Tianzhu Axe, could command the disparate forces of the evil sects. Sigh, these hidden villains are hard to find. Otherwise, they would have been eradicated long ago.”
As he finished speaking, he noticed Lu Daxian’s gaze shifting toward the door, and Su Wuming, who seemed like a void beside him, also turned his head.
What had they sensed? He Qi, Yunhe, and Gaoteng were all puzzled, having sensed nothing themselves.
Was it just the Ice Fairy approaching?
Two heartbeats later, He Qi and Yunhe Zhenren’s expressions subtly changed, their gazes suddenly sharpening, while Gaoteng still sensed nothing.
Knock, knock, knock—the door was knocked.
Lu Daxian’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Come in.”
His smile carried a sense of satisfaction.
Su Wuming gave the tiniest nod, his gaze showing a flicker of approval.
Good, he understood the hint and cut off the future.
Such matters could only be hinted at, not directly spoken, or the hidden great being would devour everything prematurely.
Creak—the door opened.
Wearing a green robe, with graying temples and a more matured appearance, Meng Qi strode in with his saber, his aura deep and restrained, drawing sidelong glances.
So he has indeed attained the Dharma Body… He Qi and Yunhe Zhenren inwardly sighed.
At that moment, Lu Daxian suddenly let out a soft exclamation.
The Su Meng he sensed from afar was vastly different from the one standing before him.
The Su Meng before him was like a stone submerged in water—just looking at him, one could feel the erosion of time!
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