A person in the heavens, starting with a Chaos Emperor Dao Fruit

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Endless darkness, eternal silence—this place is silent, as if it has existed for countless lifetimes.

The world spun around him, and when everything finally settled down, he was still in the sea, but it felt like many years had passed in an instant.

"In such a short time, I experienced... a period of time?" He frowned, both shocked and puzzled.

He had a bad feeling, so he turned around and quickly headed towards the mainland he had been on.

"What a powerful creature!"

"An ancient aura... Could he have survived from the previous era?"

In the Boundary Sea, some kings sensed an overwhelming aura. They sat cross-legged on a deserted island, opened their eyes, and showed a look of horror on their faces.

"What exactly happened? Why is the order of heaven and earth and time in chaos? I have lost a period of time?"

As Yun Hua continued forward, her aura burst forth, a terrifying surge that caused the stars to tremble and the sun and moon to shake.

Once you reach his level, you can naturally perceive many clues at once.

"Roar..." Suddenly, a beastly roar shook the seawater, causing it to churn.

A black lion charged out from an island, leaped up, and pounced.

The claw was pitch black and enormous, like a small mountain, as it slammed down.

It shattered heaven and earth; this black beast possessed astonishing divine power. Accompanied by the power of laws, it almost imprisoned the void, attempting to control Yun Hua and annihilate him.

"This is……"

Yun Hua frowned slightly. He recognized the creature blocking his way; it was a Hou, but it seemed different. It possessed some special substances within its body.

Yun Hua's eyes shone brightly, ringing out with a terrifying beam of light that collided with the black claw, producing a deafening sound and sending sparks flying.

The scene was terrifying. From beyond the realm, some stars fell, burning as they crashed into the boundless sea, creating enormous waves.

The roars of beasts echoed continuously. As a Celestial King, the Black Hou was incredibly powerful, but the key was that there was a black substance within its body that even it found terrifying.

However, Yun Hua ultimately prevailed and killed him.

Black blood splattered as his forehead was pierced by the beam of light, then shattered into fragments, staining the seawater red.

"May Buddha have mercy! This humble monk greets fellow practitioners!"

"Fellow Daoist, your methods are truly remarkable. You have so powerfully slain a dark being."

A series of chanting sounds came from the heavens, like bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas reciting scriptures. Various runes were densely packed, and boundless golden light surged towards this place.

The one who spoke was an old monk, his body reduced to nothing but skin and bones, yet he was enveloped in a halo of Buddha's light, appearing sacred and aloof.

Yun Hua nodded in agreement, her mind stirred, and she suddenly said, "Greetings, fellow Daoist. May I ask what dark beings are?"

The old monk paused slightly, somewhat surprised, and clasped his hands together, saying, "Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps unaware? These are strange, ominous forces, perhaps originating from the ultimate realm of the Boundary Sea, dating back to the primordial era and still ongoing. They can corrupt living beings, causing them to fall into darkness!"

"Darkness, an ominous power, can corrupt even the most powerful beings!" Yun Hua was surprised and astonished. Why had he never known or heard of it before? Could it have been created after a period of lost time?

Suddenly, a flash of insight appeared in his mind, and he looked at the old monk and said, "You said it started from the origin, so is this not the origin era? What era is it now?"

"May Buddha have mercy, benefactor, you jest. This is certainly not the era of origin, that is too far back, but the era of imperial decline."

The old monk spoke these words, his eyes deep as he gazed into the depths of the Boundary Sea, and sighed softly.

"The era of the fallen emperors..." Yun Hua was somewhat stunned. In just ten thousand years, the era had changed, and an era had passed.

The Age of Origin has ended; now comes the Age of Decline. One step, one era; how many millennia have passed? And what has become of them?

The Emperor's Demise, as the name suggests, signifies the fall of an emperor.

“Benefactor, you do not seem to be from this era.” The old monk looked at Yun Hua.

"What can you see, fellow Daoist?" he asked, his mind stirring slightly.

"I don't know, it's just an instinctive feeling that you don't seem to belong to this ancient history," the old monk said.

The two then talked, and Yun Hua learned a lot of information. In the old monk's opinion, his problem might be related to reincarnation.

"You can go to Mount Sumeru in the ancient world of immortal monks; perhaps you can find the answer there."

This old monk comes from Mount Sumeru in the ancient realm of immortal monks. The lineage of immortal monks has studied the Great Dao of Reincarnation, which may provide him with some inspiration.

Finally, he bid farewell to Yun Hua.

"Where are you going, fellow Daoist?"

"To the ultimate place, to shatter the darkness, to vanquish the ominous!" he murmured, chanting Buddhist mantras, his expression resolute, as he headed towards the depths of the Boundary Sea...

Chapter 548 The Fall of an Era

"Break through the darkness, vanquish the ominous!"

Long afterward, the vow still echoed in her ears, and Yun Hua felt a growing respect for him.

He learned that the source of darkness, deep within the Boundary Sea, was filled with terrifying dangers, but he still pressed on, determined to break through the darkness.

Nowadays, most of the creatures vying to cross the Boundary Sea are aiming to break the king's rule and become an emperor, while those with lofty ideals who hope to quell the evil are truly few and far between.

Yun Hua gazed silently in the direction the old monk had gone, then turned around to see how the human race and Feng Yuan were doing.

Endless celestial light rose from beneath his feet, and he sped away like lightning, turning back once more. A thousand years later, he returned to that ancient realm of origin.

Time flies, and years pass by.

The vegetation flourished and then withered, the ancient land was ruined, star debris was scattered everywhere, less than one in ten remained, the complete ancient land collapsed and turned into thousands of fragments.

The myriad races of the past have vanished, and the human realm is gone too. They have all disappeared without a trace. The Ten Human Kings and Feng Yuan have also disappeared, as if all traces of them have been erased.

In this world, Yun Hua stood motionless for a long time, like a fossil, weathered by wind and rain for thousands of years, her heart buried by dust.

A cold wind blew, lifting the hem of his clothes and raising his black hair, revealing his handsome face, where he was lost in thought.

Once the trigger is struck, memories will fly everywhere.

His heart was cold; all the familiar people had suddenly vanished.

"Is this a cycle of reincarnation?" His expression was complex, a mixture of calm, melancholy, and reminiscence.

He gazed at the endless mountains and rivers, but could not find a single person from his past. He had only set foot in the Boundary Sea for a short time, yet the world had already turned upside down and eras had changed, which was unbelievable.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and he was somewhat dazed.

Then, he raised his palm and saw a blurry mark, mysterious and enigmatic, like the gate to reincarnation.

Reincarnation Seal! His pupils contracted slightly, and a sharp light shot out like lightning.

This is a mark that can only be formed by going through one lifetime of reincarnation!

This mark is not very large, but it is very complex, as deep as the starry sky, and as if it were formed from the roulette wheel of life and death.

"One step, one era; a fleeting glance back, and there lies a vast ocean, a past life and this life!" he murmured, a boundless storm surging within his heart. An entire era had truly passed.

Reincarnation and transmigration have always been an astonishing topic, leaving many people bewildered, seemingly with no end in sight.

However, as the endless years passed and time flowed by, no one could fathom the true meaning of reincarnation. Yet, he had only been in the Boundary Sea for ten thousand years when he was reborn in the mortal realm.

However, the next moment, something astonishing happened.

With a soft tremor, the Reincarnation Mark shattered, transforming into specks of light that scattered.

However, they did not all disappear; instead, they surged into his body, as if they had become a part of his body's nourishment, flowing into his chest.

He was somewhat taken aback; his reincarnation mark seemed different from others', as it could actually shatter.

Afterwards, he composed himself and began to travel through the mountains and rivers, hoping to find traces of the past and seek the truth. He did not believe that this world would perish in just one era.

He traveled through this desolate ancient land, passing through one barren ancient place after another, and ascending one life-bearing star after another.

The world is silent. Looking around, there are no living beings left. Even now, there are very few cultivators left. The most powerful cultivators are only a few Supreme Beings.

He didn't get any information from these supreme beings, only that history had been interrupted, everything had been destroyed, and many truths had been lost in the long river of history.

Year after year, his footprints have spread throughout the entire universe, even extending to many collapsed remnants and dark abysses.

"Has everything vanished?" Yun Hua was filled with resentment. How could the human race, at its peak, and Feng Yuan, with such talent, have come to such an end?

For thousands of years, he searched, but found not a trace of it. He even devoted his heart and soul to deduction, but to no avail.

Finally, he turned back to the Boundary Sea and continued on his way, following the old monk's advice to go to the Ancient Realm of Immortal Monks, hoping to get some answers.

A thousand years later, he arrived at the legendary ancient realm of immortal monks.

The Immortal Monk Ancient Realm is a powerful ancient realm that is founded on Buddhism and has gathered many experts.

The ancient realm of immortal monks was very prosperous, with incense burning continuously and a large number of believers.

Mount Sumeru is their sacred land, surrounded by a vast mountain range. Mount Sumeru soars into the outer realms, encircled by the sun, moon, and stars, magnificent and boundless, eternally immortal.

Furthermore, on that mountain peak, there are also those immortal herbs, and Buddha trees growing there, radiating Buddha's light that shines in all directions, mysterious and unpredictable.

He continued on his journey, passing ancient, majestic mountains that stretched endlessly, a truly magnificent sight.

Many people were walking forward, and he observed them with his double pupils. They were mostly monks, numbering in the hundreds of millions, prostrating themselves with every step, worshipping this sacred place.

The old vines lay horizontally, their thickness astonishing, entwined among the mountains, exuding a spiritual aura.

As he ventured deeper, the vegetation became less lush, and some ancient sites manifested, radiating golden light and echoing with the sounds of meditation emanating from one Buddhist temple after another.

The bricks and tiles of the ancient monks' lineage are all very particular. There are temples with silver bricks and temples with gold tiles. Many immortal monks sit in them, their golden bodies immortal and their Buddha light radiating.

Some ancient temples and holy monasteries shone brightly, illuminating the entire world, piercing the clouds, and standing atop the most majestic mountains.

The sacred mountain resounded with the sound of Buddha's voice, the grand temple was magnificent, and the Buddha's light shone brightly. He clearly saw several ancient Buddhas, as if they were sitting cross-legged in ancient times, preaching across time and space.

"This humble monk is Kongjian. I have met you, fellow Daoist. I do not know your name. What brings you here?" An old monk appeared, his body thin and frail, wearing a brocade kasaya, with a smile on his face.

The arrival of a master of Yun Hua's caliber naturally attracts the attention of the people here.

Then, Yun Hua briefly explained her purpose.

"So that's how it is. He is my junior brother. He has indeed embarked on the journey to the ultimate realm." Kong Jian sighed softly and put his hands together.

"I came here specifically to ask about the many things related to reincarnation." After a moment of silence, Yun Hua got straight to the point.

"My lineage of ancient monks, even in the cycle of reincarnation, dares not be arrogant; I can only offer some insights," Kongjian said humbly, before sharing some of his understanding.

“Reincarnation is not bound by time; there are countless lifetimes of reincarnation, and there is also a fleeting moment of rebirth,” Kongjian said slowly.

So-called reincarnation is just a cycle

Experiencing something doesn't necessarily mean being reincarnated and starting a second life.

"May I ask for your guidance?" Yun Hua asked earnestly, her mind racing.

Chapter 549 Immortal Monk Ancient Realm

“A moment of sudden enlightenment can be considered a cycle,” Kong Jian said calmly.

"Perhaps, some people disappear, venture into an ancient realm, experience all sorts of strange things, and then return to their original world. That experience is a cycle for them."

According to him, seven days in the cave is equivalent to a thousand years in the world, which is also a kind of cycle.

Yun Hua was slightly startled, for this was very similar to his own experience.

"Is the so-called reincarnation just an experience, and not necessarily a matter of being reborn into a second life?" Yun Hua said thoughtfully, looking at Master Kongjian.

“Indeed, benefactor, you are indeed insightful,” Kong Jian said with a smile.

“Benefactor, you have a karmic connection with the Buddha. Would you be willing to enter my Mount Sumeru? If so, you may attain the status of an ancient Buddha, and perhaps even become the Buddha himself.” Kongjian actually invited him in this way.

Yun Hua remained silent; he had no desire to enter the Buddhist order. Then he pondered what his situation truly was.

"Actually, we've tried quite a few things about the six realms of reincarnation."

Afterwards, Kongjian invited him into a vast secret realm. It was very gloomy and had no Buddhist atmosphere, but rather resembled a ghost realm, with many strange buildings standing in the air.

"Gate of Hell, Road to the Underworld, River of Oblivion, Bridge of Helplessness, Terrace of Longing for Home, Stone of Three Lives..." Kongjian introduced them to him one by one. These were all attempts made by the lineage of immortal monks for the sake of reincarnation.

Yun Hua's eyes were deep, and a slight thought stirred within him as he stared at this vast ghost realm. In the next moment, his body suddenly shone with light, and six orbs of light seemed to appear, then began to rotate endlessly...

Rumble! Several orbs of light slowly emerged from Yun Hua's body, seemingly appearing as ancient portals connecting to several paths. The light was radiant, and an aura of life and death flowed within them.

Chaos surged in all directions, and the immortal energy within his body permeated the air. The flower of the Great Dao bloomed, and Yun Hua shone brilliantly in an instant, looking like a Buddha and a battle immortal!

"This is..." Yun Hua was slightly taken aback. The several orbs of light that were dormant in his body were spinning and dying. He didn't know about them before. It seemed that they were triggered passively and only became apparent now.

Of the several orbs of light, five were quite solid, while only one was somewhat blurry and dim.