“Hell is empty, and all the devils are here. The dead will eventually return. Are all heavens undergoing reincarnation?!” Jiudao mumbled, his words chilling.
At this moment, golden ripples spread from deep within the Path of Reincarnation, covering the battlefield between the two realms, engulfing many people.
Were the people previously believed to be alive… actually vengeful spirits walking among us?!
Some cultivators instantly felt a biting chill, cold from head to toe. Looking at the blood-stained faces of those around them, a shiver ran down their spines.
People recoiled continuously, as if falling into an ice cellar.
The universe overturned, and heaven and earth hung upside down!
What kind of world was this? There were no true humans; the living were all malevolent spirits. Even more terrifying was that this strange order of heaven and earth was maintained as a normal state, and everyone was oblivious to it.
“What’s wrong with this world? Vengeful spirits walk among us, while true humans are all dead?!” Some people stammered, feeling a profound fear originating from the depths of their souls.
In a particular area of the Path of Reincarnation, a clay figure sat cross-legged. Thick dust billowed from its body, which seemed on the verge of revival. Especially around its eyes, the eyelids appeared to flutter, as if about to open.
However, under some grand Dao rules or strange runes, this awakening was incredibly slow, seeming as though it could cease at any moment.
Patterns continuously gleamed on the clay figure, then rapidly vanished. Sand rose from its body, which had been silent for eons, settling into the abyss below the broken Path of Reincarnation, creating ripples that then unleashed boundless golden light waves!
Before the two-realm battlefield, amidst the Path of Reincarnation, the decaying corpse growled again: “Did I forget everything? That person… was once my brother! But where are you? The world is vast, and almost everyone from that era is dead. Who else remains?”
The strange dragon, Ouyang Feng, saw the blood on Chu Feng’s face and felt a sudden chill down his spine. He recoiled, exclaiming, “Are you… a dead person?”
He then looked at Old Gu, whose face was also smeared with blood, appearing lifeless. He stammered, “Hell is empty, and the devils are here. Were the people previously thought to be alive all vengeful spirits?”
Next, Long Dayu looked at Zhou Xi and quickly retreated, feeling surrounded by evil spirits and unable to see any living beings.
The strange dragon’s scalp tingled. Were the people who seemed dead earlier the true living beings, and the ‘living’ ones actually malevolent spirits? This was truly groundbreaking!
Chu Feng turned back and smiled slightly at him, revealing a mouthful of pearly white teeth. This made the strange dragon stumble back, so frightened that his soul almost floated away.
The strange dragon shuddered and said, “The old ghost from the past has returned! What a powerful ancient zombie you are?! But I have no grudge against you, don’t bare your teeth at me. After all, we once journeyed the world together, like a ghost brother and human brother.”
Before Chu Feng could say anything, Old Gu slapped the back of the strange dragon’s head and said, “The horse doesn’t know its face is long. Look at yourself, you’re also covered in blood. How dare you dislike others?”
A bronze mirror reflected before him, and Long Dayu almost jumped, then stood there in a daze. His appearance was truly grim: pale face, splattered with blood, like a living corpse on Earth.
At this moment, Jiudao’s voice finally resonated again, as if he had gained understanding, yet also like he was speaking in a trance, with a tremor: “The entire world, all the heavens, the vast cosmos, everything… is it all undergoing reincarnation?!”
“Are the illusory not illusory, and the dead not truly dead? Are all phenomena in this world, ancient and modern, with undetermined beginnings and unfinished ends, perpetually uncertain? Is the world like the two sides of Yin and Yang, transforming? When the entire world rotates, whichever side the light shines upon, that side may revive and return?”
“With that person’s methods, it wouldn’t be too difficult to make someone reappear and coalesce their form. However, that might only be the reappearance of memories within the cycle, not the person they truly were.”
Jiudao continued to murmur, as if recalling many past events.
That person once said that dead means dead. Even if a deceased person’s form is re-coalesced, it might only be a reconstruction of their physical body and a reappearance of memories, essentially like a replica, not necessarily the original individual.
Back then, even though that person was unrivaled through the ages and invincible in the world, they still felt wistful and sighed.
Jiudao thought of these things, many things.
That person wanted those close to them to truly reappear. But was so-called reincarnation truly bringing the past individuals back to life? Not necessarily!
With that person’s peerless and unparalleled strength, crushing all from ancient to modern times, what could they not understand, what could be unknown to them? They could personally create the Path of Reincarnation and leave behind ancestral sacrifice talismans. How could they be unable to coalesce the heroic spirits of the past?
“He believed that what was coalesced, and those who reincarnated, merely possessed identical memories and physical bodies; they were replicated vessels, while the original individuals had died forever, severed from their past.”
Jiudao’s voice was very low as he muttered to himself, saying a lot that left many bewildered, astonished, and terrified, sensing a profound helplessness and dread.
Reincarnation denied?
Some people realized something!
Was this that person’s realization, once overheard by Jiudao?
Some truly understood: dead means dead. To resurrect someone, to have them reincarnate and reappear from the cycle, seeming like the original person, the heroic spirit of the past, was too difficult; their essence might have already changed!
All of this was even considered merely a replication.
Though some were confused and some were afraid, Chu Feng understood. He had never felt such a bone-chilling cold, seeping directly into his marrow.
Reincarnation denied? Did this mean that those supposedly within the cycle of reincarnation were not the original individuals?!
What about his parents, and Yellow Ox, Big Black Ox, and the others?
Dahu Dong and Ouyang Feng had already successfully reincarnated in the Yang World; would they also be denied, considered not to be their original selves?
Chu Feng’s body grew cold, and the world within his heart trembled, on the verge of collapse. If some of these things were true, it would be too heavy to bear, too difficult to accept.
Long Dayu, who was once Ouyang Feng the toad, was completely stunned, like a clay sculpture or a wooden carving. Was the very meaning of his existence to be denied?
“Am I no longer myself?” the strange dragon mumbled.
The scene wasn’t limited to just them; leaders from various races had arrived, along with ultimate beings and fallen true immortals!
Among these beings at the pinnacle of the evolution pyramid, some had terrifying backgrounds and complex origins. Some had once held talismans, stepped into the Path of Reincarnation, and reincarnated with their memories.
At this moment, their hearts tightened. Was their own reincarnation considered to be a significant problem?
Were they no longer their former selves?!
“This… makes no sense!” The voice of an old monster trembled. He was already a decaying Great Universe-level being; reaching this stage had been incredibly difficult. He had lived another life, and now to hear such words, that he was not himself, was truly unacceptable.
For a time, true ultimate beings fell silent, pondering: if reincarnation was false, and the true self no longer existed, did that mean everything was an illusion?
“That person didn’t make a final conclusion, did they?”
The short old man who had revived from the famous mountains and left behind time scriptures spoke. He, too, found it hard to bear. Clearly, experts who studied time were even more terrified of this question.
At this moment, even the black shadow that had always remained in the gloom, seemingly a being from a fallen immortal king clan at its extreme peak, spoke.
Its voice was hoarse and low, yet possessed astonishing penetrative power, as if it could tear through space and pierce the souls of many cultivators.
“Whether those who reincarnate are truly the original individuals, even that person had no definitive conclusion; they merely hesitated, it wasn’t a complete and final denial, was it?!”
Upon hearing this, Jiudao shook his head. Standing on the Path of Reincarnation, he said, “If that person wavered and felt wistful for eons, then perhaps that is the conclusion.”
He didn’t want to admit this fact, but now, thinking of everything from back then, he had no choice but to speak the truth with a heavy heart.
“What on earth is happening to this world?” Even the martial fanatic, restrained by the short old man, couldn’t help but speak, his heart filled with immense conflict, wanting to uncover the truth.
Jiudao said, “To truly bring back the people of the past, not just replicated bodies coalesced within reincarnation, that person might have achieved it, and we are all witnessing it now.”
He continued, “The entire world is undergoing reincarnation. All conditions, all moments in time, are being traced back to the past, to specific historical moments, to reappear. When those individuals are resurrected, every blade of grass in heaven and earth, every speck of dust floating in the air, will be exactly as it was when they departed that era. Only people resurrected under such conditions might truly be the individuals from back then.”
His words were like a thunderclap, making the ears of cultivators from various races buzz and leaving them utterly aghast.
“Perhaps it’s far more complex than I’ve described. All sorts of factors would be infinitely subtle. The conditions for true resurrection are far beyond what you or I can imagine.”
“Look, this world is revolving. Some areas that you and I normally can’t see are now reappearing. There are blood-stained people, and mysterious mountains and rivers that we usually couldn’t discover, but now we’re witnessing them firsthand. This is meant to make ancient history reappear, with time interweaving and occasionally merging with the present. It might seem chaotic, but I believe this is true revival and return.”
Jiudao spoke wildly. Some didn’t understand, but others grasped something.
The world reincarnating, the entire ancient history reappearing—after all unimaginable conditions are met, the past reappears, a true resurrection, allowing some heroic spirits to return?!
Ancient history merging with the present?
These revelations were deafening. Some felt that the world had been truly overthrown, filled with shock and a creeping dread!
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