The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1302 - 558: Becoming Everything, Playing All Beings, The Great Battle Begins

Chapter 1302: Chapter 558: Becoming Everything, Playing All Beings, The Great Battle Begins

In the Kuijin Realm, Qi Yuan, dressed in a Profound robe with white hair fluttering, his incarnation in the Qingshan Realm dissolved into nothingness.

"Indeed... cultivate diligently... how can that compare to the speed of plundering?"

With that single move, he slaughtered more than ten thousand Strange Spirits. A great domain’s world, too, was more than ten thousand.

The massive experience gained was far quicker than slowly cultivating.

Shangguan Qingteng and Shangguan Qingmiao looked at Qi Yuan, shocked, their myriad thoughts and words silent in their hearts.

Because, they were still unable to digest, to understand this matter.

Qi Yuan glanced indifferently at them both and casually asked, "Do you know what exactly resides within the Divine Wood Abyss?"

The Blind Girl in the Divine Wood Abyss had once given him eight wooden tokens recording the Artifact Refinement Methods.

The wooden tokens had long since disappeared, but the eight Artifact Refinement Methods still remained in his heart.

The eight Artifact Refinement Methods were metal, wood, water, fire, earth, cloud, rain, and thunder.

Shangguan Qingteng was surprised; he hadn’t expected Qi Yuan to ask about these.

He furrowed his brows, pondering seriously, "The Divine Wood Abyss... it is a void, devoid of any life. An ancient Ancestral God had said that the Divine Wood Abyss... could perhaps be the origin of the Divine Wood Universe."

"The origin of the universe?" murmured Qi Yuan, "Is there no living person inside?"

"None," Shangguan Qingteng said. "From ancient times to present, many Ancestral Gods have entered the Divine Wood Abyss to investigate, but none found any life."

In the Divine Wood Universe, nearly every world contains a Divine Wood Abyss.

Just moments ago, Qi Yuan transformed into thousands and entered almost every Divine Wood Universe, but to no avail.

"If the senior wishes to know more about the Divine Wood Abyss, you may want to visit the Taixing Domain, where the original ’Origin Secrets’ is located," Shangguan Qingteng said cautiously.

No matter how strange or eerie Qi Yuan’s appearance was.

He was still a person from the Divine Wood Universe, who had just acted against the Deceit God, worth their alliance.

Originally, they had thought, when Qi Yuan grew to the height of Yuan, he could be seen as a seed for overseeing the Human Enlightenment.

Now... where is a seed?

"Taixing Domain?" Qi Yuan’s gaze was deep, "I will visit there, but not now... after I complete Returning to Mortality, I will go to the Taixing Domain to take a look, and incidentally meet the Weaver."

With a wave of his large sleeves, his figure once again disappeared.

Only Shangguan Qingteng and Shangguan Qingmiao were left in the place, looking at each other.

"This matter here must be reported to Yuan immediately!"

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"So-called Returning to Mortality, experiencing all kinds of mortal dust..."

In an unknown world, Qi Yuan fished alone in the desert.

The hook sank into the dust sand, plunging a hundred meters.

Qi Yuan quietly fished, his thoughts calm.

"For white-haired Qi Yuan, Returning to Mortality is breaking through the realm of the Ancestral God.

For me... Returning to Mortality is a way to understand the rules of the world."

All things in the world operate in order, concealing the truth of the Great Dao.

Cultivating the path requires moderation, a balance of tension and relaxation.

The so-called tension is to slay Strange Spirits, to increase experience.

The so-called relaxation is to comprehend the rules of the Great Dao, to know all things.

"So... why am I fishing in gravel?"

"What can I fish up?"

"What can I fish up... a grain of sand."

Suddenly, Qi Yuan’s fishing line quivered.

A grain of sand was tossed up.

This grain of sand was ordinary, no different from other grains of sand.

Seeing this grain of sand, Qi Yuan reached out his hand.

"Finally found you, or perhaps... myself."

Since becoming a Realm Lord, he no longer needed to pretend.

He only needed to reclaim.

To reclaim himself.

So-called self, is also like when the game collapsed, Qi Yuan had invested his own blood.

His blood, too, merged into the Divine Wood Universe, becoming a part of all things.

This grain of sand, counted among them.

When the sand touched Qi Yuan’s arm, it disappeared.

Qi Yuan’s gaze was calm, spanning millennia.

The life of the sand, its memory, flowed through his mind.

It had once hidden deep under the sea mud, dark without sunlight, it had seen a fish grow legs and crawl onto land; it had also seen a piece of luminous white jade finger bone plunge into the deep sea.

Countless cultivators fought fiercely to find this piece of finger bone.

Later, the ocean dried up, water shrunk away, and stone rotted.

This place became a desert.

"Is this the life of sand, or perhaps... my life?"

"Now..."

Qi Yuan looked up, his gaze deep and distant, "It’s time for the battle flag."

His figure flashed, appearing amid the void between worlds.

Everywhere in the void were chaotic streams, extremely dangerous, where ordinary people couldn’t survive even for a moment.

Qi Yuan grasped a corner of a torn fabric.

[The tattered flag of the Hongxing Domain; for three thousand years, the Taixing Domain has been under severe military pressure, with the Hongxing Domain sending large troops to support, waving the Hongxing flag.

The battle continued for thirty-six years, Hongxing forces were besieged in the lone city, defending for seven years, the battle flag fell.]

The fragment in his hand was the battle flag of the Hongxing Domain, also a part of Qi Yuan.

A sea of memories infused Qi Yuan’s gaze deepened.

He seemed to see, an old man overjoyed at the forging of the battle flag, and the Weaver, though her eyes were blurred with age, still embroidering under a dim lamp.

The battle flag fluttered in the wind, the army drank robust wine, heading to the front line.

In the end, the flag soaked in blood, stood unwavering until finally cut down, torn to pieces.

"This is the battle flag, and this is also me."

Qi Yuan seemed to embody the battle flag, witnessing history, as an observer quietly watching this world.

"Who am I still?"

Qi Yuan was astonished.

He had once shed blood into the Divine Wood, becoming myriad forms.

He needed to reclaim himself... too many, too much.

As time flowed, Qi Yuan’s figure disappeared, mysterious and elusive.

Many people wanted to find him, but could never succeed.