All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 567 - 168: Seize Every Moment

Chapter 567: Chapter 168: Seize Every Moment

Netherworld’s great moon continued to relentlessly shed Shaoyin moonlight.

According to Subdue Evil’s analysis, this process might continue for decades, as it utilizes not just the Spiritual Fiend stored inside True Person Divine Repository’s body, but leverages the Foundation of Divine Power within Divine Repository True Person to transform the Power of Heaven and Earth into a ’Heaven and Earth Array, Cave Heaven and Blessed Land’.

In a sense, this was the heavens and earth using the corpse of a deceased Divine Power True Person as a medium to restore all things, resulting in this ’Phenomena Scenery’.

"No wonder, no wonder... generation after generation of Divine Repository True Persons, even the deceased Manifest Saint True Monarchs, managed to leave behind a foundation for their forces and sects. Those who come later can utilize the legacy of their predecessors to cultivate quickly, becoming stronger, while the heavens and earth can derive spirit lands and blessed lands by utilizing the Dharma Body of deceased martial artists."

An Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly, contemplating as he gazed at the Ghostly Firefly Flower in his hand, then, lifting his head, his gaze shifted from the Ghostly Firefly Flower to the great moon in the sky: "Just like this, cycle after cycle, the speed of world restoration by the heavens and earth becomes faster and faster..."

"But..."

An Jing had a doubt in his mind.

— Such a method of restoring the world seemed more suited for a world battered into wasteland like the Tianyuan Realm, rather than the apparently peaceful Huai Xu Realm, right?

Considering the ecological state of the Huai Xu Realm, such drastic measures for restoration seemed hardly necessary, right?

Unless... there’s another effect to the end of a cultivator’s journey!

"Subdue Evil, lend me your strength!"

An Jing whispered softly, and curious Subdue Evil rallied its spirit, assisting An Jing by activating his True Spirit Eye and Sword Pupil.

Then, An Jing saw it, True Person’s heavenly ascension, the hidden effect of Divine Repository’s fall... or rather, what the Huai Xu Realm truly needed.

"Demonic Qi... has turned inert!"

The great moon hung in the sky, accompanied by strands of Shaoyin mist and moonlight, along with a trace of Swordman Xie’s remaining Divine Power will, Fate Pattern Divine Sense—even in death, the martial artist’s lingering thoughts would remain, along with his Divine Power, gradually dissipating over decades.

And this Fate Pattern Divine Sense, the flow of martial arts intent mingled within, intertwined with the Demonic Qi found in fragments of the Netherworld, the fierce Demonic Qi that once ravaged wildly, now began to slow down, becoming as inert as soil and stone.

Widening his eyes, An Jing surveyed the entirety of the Netherworld Fragment, exclaiming in astonishment, "It’s unbelievable, the once active, body and soul-corroding Demonic Qi, has actually begun to turn inert gradually?"

An Jing could see that the mechanism was the same as when Mingguang Dust determined destiny, burning karma to transform Demonic Qi. Although the martial artist’s entire life’s karma could not burn the Demonic Qi, it could still, much like barnacles on a big ship, enwrap the Demonic Qi, making it difficult for it to react with other entities, turning it into ’inert Demonic Qi’.

Is it really like this? Martial artists ascend to heaven, their Divine Power and Dharma Bodies restore the world, while their Fate Pattern Divine Sense suppresses Demonic Qi?

"This usage... is truly complete."

An Jing couldn’t help but marvel, "Not a bit wasted—nature produces all things to nurture mankind, mankind uses their whole spirit to repay the heavens; truly the most exemplary cooperation between heaven and man!"

"Is that really the case?" Subdue Evil voiced its skepticism, "For martial artists to live for ten thousand years even reaching Heavenly Venerate is hard, while we cultivators only need to reach Golden Core to gain longevity. Clearly, this arrangement benefits Heaven more."

"I’m well aware of this, but right now, I’m barely fifteen; ten thousand years is too long, we compete in fleeting moments."

An Jing merely made a jest, but in reality, he also fully understood the ’unfriendliness’ of the Huai Xu Realm to cultivators. Strictly speaking, the Heavenly Dao of Huai Xu practically strips martial artists to their bones, swallowing them whole and clean, but since it also takes care of future generations, most martial artists don’t mind much, considering it as using their corpses to fertilize and nurture trees.

And what was most essential, he had just thought of a very crucial aspect.

— If the heavens and earth need martial artists, or rather the Divine Sense intent of cultivators to stabilize Demonic Qi, causing its degradation...

— Then, the inert Demonic Qi that now pervades the entire Huai Xu Realm... whose lingering Divine Sense intent stabilized it after their death?

An Jing thought about many things.

But in the end, he simply slowly lifted his head, gazing into the sky.

The deep and murky sky of the Netherworld Fragment was illuminated by golden light, the power of the Kanming Bell piercing the firmament, shining down on An Jing.

[Ding Dong! (Are you okay?)!]

The nascently sentient Kanming Bell traveled through Earth Veins, breaking through the shattering of the Heavenly Demon, shaking off the obstruction of the Great Heavenly Demon, and finally following the sensing, broke through layers of hidden Netherworld to arrive at this place.

"I’m fine."

An Jing came back to his senses and responded to the Kanming Bell, which sent out a ’come here’ thought, evidently intending to guide An Jing away from this fragment of the Netherworld.

On this matter, An Jing hesitated, "Now?"

Normally, leaving the Netherworld fragment as soon as possible with the Kanming Bell’s aid is the best option, but An Jing was very clear that he still had a vague premonition in his heart. Although he had survived the greatest disaster, like the final trial of the ninety-nine tribulations which could render all previous gains null, if he made the wrong choice, those undefeated Great Heavenly Demons outside, possibly True Person Da Chen from the Town King, and even You Patrol Envoy, could pose a lethal threat to him.

Kanming Bell has arrived, but can it truly protect me?

The power of Kanming Bell is trustworthy, but can its wisdom truly suffice?

An Jing felt that it was better to be cautious and not trust the other too much.

What’s more important is...

"This swordsman realized that I am the Heavenly Mandate."

An Jing turned his head, looking towards that round of bright moon in the sky, secretly pondering, "Although the man is dead, he might have left some clues—not to mention my battle traces with him, which would reveal that I possess the power of Yin and Yang."

This issue wasn’t something An Jing could solve now, so he asked without hesitation, "Subdue Evil, what should I do?"

"Wait a moment, let me talk to this foolish bell."

Subdue Evil clearly had a plan, it communicated with the Kanming Bell for a while, then confidently told An Jing, "Indeed, we cannot stay here, but it’s impossible to erase all your traces in a short time."

"If that’s the case, then move everything!"

"Move everything into the Earth Vein seal!"

"Eh?" When An Jing heard this, he couldn’t help but voice his surprise, "Is that possible?"

"It’s possible," chuckled Subdue Evil, "This fragment of the Netherworld isn’t big, Da Chen’s Divine Weapon originally could travel through the Netherworld and manage the Earth Veins—I’ll have Kanming Bell push it away, pushing the fragment into the seal."

"It happens that the seal has some damage over the years, having such a Spirit Land to replenish it would make it more stable!"

"Come on, little bell, come help!"

Subdue Evil’s tone was very natural, it seems like Its past role as the master of the Sword Pool was no lie, naturally possessing the demeanor to command troops, and Kanming Bell also made a cheerful sound: [Ding Dong Ding! (Okay!)]

Accompanied by exceedingly dazzling golden light, the Netherworld fragment slowly began to move.

Netherworld.

Da Chen’s envoy was initially able to quickly suppress Weng Cuiyu, but before long, with the familiar aura fluctuating, reinforced by Dragon Qi, a will descended on the Tree Sea Spirit: [Which brother insists on making it difficult for me? My Northern Border is already a messy pit, please don’t add fuel to the fire.]

Seeing this, Da Chen’s envoy knew that it was Virtuous King possessing Weng Cuiyu, and he himself definitely couldn’t escape him to capture An Jing, the envoy couldn’t help but sigh, [Ah, brother, why do you insist on getting involved in this? If you ask me, you should just stay in Han South, deal with that Demon Disaster, just stay put and you won’t have any troubles, why risk your life?]

[Listening to your tone of voice, I can’t even tell who it is] Virtuous King couldn’t be bothered with the other’s nonsense, Weng Cuiyu’s whole body Spirit Qi shook, and pushed the envoy back: [I’ve protected An Jing, don’t come to snatch him, each one of you has a huge family and business, why rob a poor brother of talent?]

[Hmph, talent...]

The envoy still wanted to say something, but very quickly, his expression shifted slightly, turning his head alongside Virtuous King and the distant Northern Patrol Envoy and You Patrol Envoy, who were locked in battle, to look towards where the Netherworld fragment was.

Moonlight was full, the Ghostly Firefly Flower surged, added to the recent arrival of Kanming Bell’s Golden Sun light, suddenly, a scene of the sun and moon shining together strikingly appeared in the Netherworld!

[Swordman Xie... died?]

The envoy was astonished since he had been tightly entangled by Virtuous King, he had no time to pay attention to the battle on An Jing’s side—who could have thought that a True Spirit, in his true form, would lose to a young martial artist with only a Martial Meridian? Yet, the impossible had happened!

Could it be...

He turned his head, looking with a dawning realization towards Virtuous King who remained composed (since he was Weng Cuiyu’s original body), but was actually greatly shocked, [So, you’ve been prepared from the beginning!]

[Brother, you’ve hidden deep!]