Chapter 1219: I Have Witnessed Ancient and Modern Times

Author: Three Hundred Jin SmileLast Updated: August 10, 2020Chapter Word Count: 6902

The Tianyin Sect?Who exactly is their mysterious Master?What do they aim to achieve by establishing this sect?

Mingwen Zhenren suddenly recalled his previous speculation: that ancient mythical allusion to Yi Mang, who saw a god in his dream. Could it truly be that very entity? An entity even older than Yi Mang, the primordial chaotic deity, the oldest in the universe, an entity from the unknown.

"I cannot discern your origins or your karma. Take me to see Him," Nu Yi said, looking at the two. Though her expression was calm, a ripple of profound emotion flickered in her eyes. She had waited for this moment for far too long.

Mingwen Zhenren showed a hint of struggle. "I..."Such cosmic entities possess unfathomable methods and inscrutable minds. If their Master chose to live in seclusion, there must be a reason for it. There had naturally been reasons for not meeting saints before. What if he rashly brought her along?

At that moment, as he hesitated and struggled, a calm voice echoed in his mind: "You may bring her to see Me."

Mingwen Zhenren's heart trembled. He immediately realized his mistake and felt remorse. Yes! An ancient entity of this cosmic caliber would naturally have mysterious and unpredictable means. He must have foreseen everything that was happening; otherwise, how could he not know that a saint would be drawn here?

Instantly, he was filled with profound respect. Turning to the ancient, supreme saint before him, he said, "Mother of All Things, Your Highness Saint Nu Yi, please follow me."

Nu Yi's expression softened, filled with anticipation and longing.Then, Mingwen Zhenren, accompanied by his former dao companion and Saint Nu Yi, traversed the galaxy and soon returned to a particular planet.

The Tianyin Sect was no longer as it once was. Now, the sect was entirely comprised of mortals who possessed only cultivation and longevity, but no knowledge of spells, no understanding of cultivation, nor even awareness of their own realms. They practiced only a peculiar form of musical scores and melodies.

"This place is very strange," Nu Yi remarked, her eyes flickering.They walked across a lush green prairie, the scenery beautiful, with immortal birds and beasts roaming everywhere.

"Mingwen, you're finally back?" A young man glanced at him. He was playing a solo on the prairie, deducing musical scores, exuding an elegant and serene demeanor. This was none other than the old man Fang Shi, who used to enjoy playing chess at the village entrance. Back then, he was the second senior disciple, but now, with the continuous influx of new talents, he had become the eleventh senior disciple. Mingwen Zhenren was at the very bottom.

Previously, Mingwen had looked down upon these mortals of humble origin, who didn't even know the path of cultivation. However, after the battle outside, he had become utterly respectful. After all, if even someone at the bottom like him was so powerful, how terrifying would the others be when they shattered universes?

"If you can't deduce your musical score, you'll be expelled from the sect," Fang Shi remarked, giving him a side glance. He then suddenly looked at the old woman beside Mingwen, feeling a jolt in his heart and an inexplicable sense of longing. It was as if this being was his mother, a profound blood connection, incredibly intimate.

"I've brought distinguished guests. Master instructed me to bring them to him immediately," Mingwen Zhenren said.Fang Shi nodded, continuing to ignore them.

The group proceeded along the path and soon arrived at a rustic cottage nestled within a tea garden. Inside the fence, various fruit trees and tea bushes emitted a fragrant aroma, evoking the peaceful feeling of a countryside home.

"Master!" Mingwen Zhenren called out respectfully from outside the tea garden.Shortly after, a voice from within responded: "Mingwen, your aptitude was originally extraordinary, but you were half-hearted. On this journey, you've evolved your own musical score and resolved your inner turmoil, which is very good. From now on, just diligently pursue the Dao."

"As for the guests, let them in."As the voice faded, Mingwen stepped back and pushed open the redwood gate to the tea garden. "Master, please enter."Nu Yi nodded. She turned, her heart filled with reverence, and stepped forward, her expression devout and clear, awestruck just as she had been when she first met her Master Yi Mang, the man who led them out of chaos and opened up the heavens and earth.

One step, two steps.*Click.*She pushed open the door.

"Finally..."In a daze, she recalled the last time she had approached a pilgrimage with such a heart, to pay respects to Master alongside her fellow disciples. But what greeted them was an overwhelming scene of bloodshed, a killing tribulation violently unfolding before the eyes of all saints. That memory felt like yesterday, vivid and clear.

Nu Yi quickly saw the interior of the room. Shelves lined all the walls, and on these shelves were neat rows of glass bottles, each containing colorful, exquisite beads. The entire room, surrounded by bottles of glass beads, resembled a beautiful candy house made of marbles.

In the center of the room, a young figure with an indistinct face sat at a workbench covered with various bottles and jars, appearing quite at ease.

"You wish to see me?"The entity looked up, a pair of eyes as deep as chaos gazing at Nu Yi, an old woman nearing the end of her life. The universe had little time left for her; she was destined to perish in less than three thousand years.

Nu Yi felt her entire body tremble. The moment she truly saw him, she was overwhelmed by a sense of vastness. It was an indescribable presence; He seemed to be the mountains, the vegetation, the rivers, the flowers and birds, as well as the tables and chairs before her, the clothes on her body, her very hair, and the soil beneath her feet.

He was everything.Seeing Him, she experienced an ethereal sensation, as if she were beholding the entire universe.

After a long time, Nu Yi snapped out of her dazed gaze and murmured, "Did Master Yi Mang meet with you before his passing?"

"I saw him off," Xu Zhi said, setting down his teacup.

Nu Yi trembled, her eyes reflecting a mix of joy and complex emotions, as if a great weight had been lifted. She couldn't help but say, "Then Master must have departed peacefully. When I heard his final laughter echoing through the universe, I knew his wish was fulfilled. He had waited for that moment for too long. I understand his guilt and his actions in his final moments—to create this pure land, this paradise, even while bearing the criticism. He remains the greatest saint in this universe..."

Xu Zhi remained silent.

The common people didn't understand Yi Mang's actions, bestowing lifespans upon later-born beings and removing their immortality, thus cursing him. But the saints knew what it meant. If it had been them, perhaps they wouldn't have had the courage to bear such infamy, nor would they have sought benefits for humble mortals at the expense of saintly interests.

Even though Yi Mang had slain his fellow disciples back then, Nu Yi still held him in immense respect. "Master, his slaying of his disciples and his desire to survive must have been to forge a final path! To search for the next stage of growth, the eleventh order, just as before. May I ask, did Master ultimately find it?"

Xu Zhi suddenly smiled. "He found it."

"Indeed." The old woman, covered in age spots and radiating an aura of decay, showed childlike excitement. "Master, he finally succeeded in his last moments! Unfortunately, my aptitude is far inferior to Master's. I've lived in seclusion all these years, surviving but unable to see the distant future, the next realm..."

Xu Zhi merely chuckled, a touch of emotion in his eyes. Nu Yi was, without a doubt, Yi Mang's loyal admirer. But the saints of that era, almost all of whom were Yi Mang's disciples and grand-disciples, worshipped this ancient being with the same fervent devotion as Nu Yi. His personal charm was too powerful, his ideals too beautiful. Countless chaotic deities were willing to follow him, to pursue the future with him. Even Xu Zhi was captivated by him.

Nu Yi fell silent for a moment, then suddenly couldn't resist asking, "May I ask, Sir, where exactly do you come from? Are you an ancient entity from the universe's prehistoric era, or perhaps the very first primordial deity to emerge even before Master Yi Mang? Why do you not intervene? Why have you remained hidden?"

"Prehistoric?" Xu Zhi smiled and then abruptly asked, "Do you believe the history of the universe is predetermined?"

"Predetermined?" Nu Yi's pupils widened.

"A cycle of ages, everything recurs, merely a grand reincarnation," the figure said, calmly raising his teacup, uttering words that sent shivers down Nu Yi's spine. "This is not the first time I have seen Yi Mang off..."

Not the first time, seeing Yi Mang off? This statement was bewildering, even enough to make her hair stand on end.

"May I ask..." Nu Yi began.

"Billions of years ago, before chaos was even opened, I saw another Yi Mang. He attained Dao in the universe, using laws as a blade to cut open a chaos. I merely observed again, sitting and drinking tea."

A hazy Grand Dao map, resembling a tender sapling brimming with life, gradually appeared before her eyes. Nu Yi trembled as she looked at the map. It was similar to their universe's map but also profoundly different. The first cut, which opened it, strongly resembled an ancient being akin to Yi Mang.

A being similar to her Master?

"This!?" She felt her head spin. As she stared at the Grand Dao map, terrifying thoughts blossomed, and various horrifying sounds caught in her throat, almost suffocating her.

"I have also witnessed many saints opening the heavens, setting the sequence for time, stabilizing the core of dimensions, maintaining spatial stability, and establishing destinies for all living beings."

*Whoosh.*She saw the Grand Dao map extend, instantly sprouting a large cluster of branches. Many saintly beings, similar to her fellow disciples, had actually attained Dao through similar rules, expanding the heavens and earth. The paths that these saints had verified were astonishingly similar to those of her own fellow disciples.

The more she looked, the more terrified and astounded she became. Following the map, she finally saw a position that resembled herself—establishing destiny for all living beings.

Another Nu Yi!! Another herself!!!She looked at a certain branch on the map, her aging body trembling like a sieve. It was another herself, similar to her, yet different...

"I have also witnessed an existence that attested to the flaws of sentient beings, severing a blade from the multitude!"

The being with the indistinct face spoke with a sacred voice, his words traversing the river of time, now reaching the present history, as another Grand Dao map appeared.

But something even more terrifying occurred: Nu Yi actually heard the future of the universe, even glimpsing a corner of the future Grand Dao map. The universe's Grand Dao map at that time had actually cracked, displaying unimaginable and horrifying mutations—a cataclysm far more terrifying than severing a blade from the multitude.

At the same time, as she gazed at this mysterious Grand Dao map in the tea garden, she heard a voice that sent shivers down her spine:

"After countless more springs and autumns, I have even seen a saint who attested to the universe's flaws, severing a blade from the universe—and thus, the universe began to divide!"