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Ten years later, Guo Daozhen, Guo Huaiyi, Dongfang Yuqing, Iron Bull, Huzi, Zhou Manman, Yunxi, Yang Sanqian, and Jiyao all perished in battle. Song Qianqiu, in the fight at the Altar of Sacrifice, astonished everyone with his Daoist Arts, obliterating the entire Mount Tai. Ultimately, he ascended to the pinnacle of the Daoist Sect and was known as the End of the World Daoist Master. Yu Xuanliang and others withdrew from the world, unable to contain Song Qianqiu, who proclaimed himself emperor and was historically referred to as the Time Emperor.
In this decade of history, I did not see myself; it was as if everyone had forgotten me. The art of time would cause temporal distortions, leaving me existing between the past and the future, belonging to neither.
I witnessed my friends and family meet their tragic ends; with the emergence of the Great Wilderness Scripture, no one could resist.
During these ten years, Qiongqi repeatedly escaped from Song Qianqiu's pursuit with Douding, ultimately awakening Zen Bodhisattva. Although Douding was affected by the art of time, he was not completely immobilized by the Time Barrier and could not be easily slaughtered.
Throughout this decade, Rain Master Luo ventured out several times in an attempt to save everyone. When she saw the countless corpses and gazed upon my grave at Qingliang Temple—where I perished due to Daoist punishment—her heart was filled with unbearable sorrow.
With a single stroke of the One Sword Technique, mountains and rivers shattered. Ke Yu Shi Luo remained an ordinary mortal and could not withstand Song Qianqiu's power. Song Qianqiu was killed multiple times by the One Sword Technique but revived each time, resetting time back to three years ago. Douding had become a master of Zen Buddhism in this world and was unaffected by reincarnation; thus he remembered everything. Without him, Rain Master Luo would have long since fallen.
He saved Rain Master Luo from peril on numerous occasions but still could not prevent Song Qianqiu's resurrection. Rain Master Luo had already reached the Supreme Realm; as long as she was not trapped by the Great Wilderness Scripture, no one could rival her. Song Qianqiu could not find peace until he eliminated Rain Master Luo. Although Douding could break free from his Great Wilderness Scripture restraints, Rain Master Luo posed a greater threat for reasons unknown. Every time he attempted to kill her, Douding would always appear just in time to rescue her.
In a world ten years later where people struggled to survive and lived in constant fear, many cities were occupied by Yin Soldiers. The Corpse Demon also controlled a city of corpses while the Daoist Sect had vanished. Only Song Qianqiu relentlessly pursued Rain Master Luo and Douding day and night.
Until one day, a middle-aged man returned home in disarray; it was during this time that Douding and Rain Master Luo faced off against Song Qianqiu.
This middle-aged man wielded Daoist Arts that were unlike any Supreme's from ancient or modern times; he firmly suppressed Song Qianqiu. Whenever Song Qianqiu unleashed the Great Wilderness Scripture, he managed to evade it just in time.
Dressed in a black battle robe, Song Qianqiu stood proudly atop Mount Tai. Over ten years, Mount Tai had been reduced to rubble; he commanded its restoration at Fengshan Platform so that people would always remember his imperial status.
Rain Master Luo, Douding, and the middle-aged man stood apart in three directions. The middle-aged man gently raised his right hand; mountains trembled and voids solidified, creating a suffocating atmosphere as six different attributes surged toward Song Qianqiu from all directions. Frowning deeply, Song Qianqiu employed the Great Void Technique to erect walls of emptiness for defense but was still overwhelmed by six types of Daoist Arts. He was sent flying backward, spitting blood.
Six figures stood at different positions; amidst the middle-aged man's shifting form, it became impossible to discern which was real and which was illusionary.
"Who are you to wield the powers of Buddhism and Taoism simultaneously?" Song Qianqiu exclaimed, astonished. After ten years as a Supreme, even Douding, who was a Living Buddha, could do nothing against him, yet this middle-aged man was capable of defeating him.
"Senior Sister Yu!" Douding called out as his golden hand reached for Song Qianqiu, trapping him within the Buddhist Sect's World in the Palm.
Trapped in the high Buddhist scriptures of World in the Palm, Song Qianqiu struggled to break free. Even when he attempted to use the Time Forbidden Technique, he remained grasped by Douding's indestructible hand. Rain Master Luo swung his sword towards Song Qianqiu within World in the Palm, willing to sever Douding's hand just to slay Song Qianqiu.
The middle-aged man chanted a spell, his right hand forming a sword with his fingers. The six Dao Body shadows merged into one and suddenly diverted Douding's hand, allowing Song Qianqiu to fall to the ground, where he was ensnared by six different binding techniques.
"Senior Sister Yu, show mercy. Song Qianqiu cannot be killed; if he is slain, time will fluctuate," the middle-aged man said.
In the world ten years later, the middle-aged man was unaware that Song Qianqiu possessed the ability to reset time. However, during his enlightenment period, he had sensed fluctuations in time multiple times and found himself retracing paths he had already walked.
Rain Master Luo had been informed by Douding about Song Qianqiu's time-resetting ability. Yet all they had done was attempt to kill him. They had considered sealing him but realized that sealing a Supreme, especially one who was a Time Emperor like Song Qianqiu, was utterly impractical; there simply was no such powerful sealing technique in existence.
"Who exactly are you?" Douding questioned the suddenly appearing stranger.
The middle-aged man's appearance had changed drastically; he was unkempt with a scruffy beard and wore a yellow robe that made him look like a beggar. He stroked his beard and asked, "Senior Sister Yu really doesn't recognize me?"
"Zhang Dao'an?" Rain Master Luo said in surprise.
Zhang Dao'an had vanished for ten years. During that time, he faced numerous dangers while practicing Buddhism and cultivation—studying demons and magic, mingling with mortals, and even descending into the Underworld to sleep among spirits. None of the beings from any path regarded him as an enemy; however, none remembered him either.
Zhang Dao'an explained, "Based on the Wandering Notes left by Ancestor Master, over these ten years I have comprehended the true essence of Taoism. The truth of the Dao encompasses all things; thus I attempted to understand several other paths. To my surprise, I found that they could all merge within me, leading me to discover the Six Paths technique, which I named the Six Paths Secret Classic. The sealing power of this technique is inescapable; unless one can also comprehend the Six Paths themselves, they will never escape from this seal."
"But if we don't kill him," Douding replied, "the Yin Soldiers and Corpse Demons will still wreak havoc upon the world."
Song Qianqiu, Yin Soldiers, and Corpse Demon still exist in the world, ready to attack humanity at any moment.
Zhang Dao'an said, "The Six Paths Secret Classic seals all things, and Song Qianqiu cannot convey commands. I will find a way to eliminate the Yin Soldiers and Corpse Demon. This is the best solution for now."
Song Qianqiu roared within the Six Paths seal, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free. Over the course of ten years, all his Puppets had been killed, leaving him all alone.
I fell beside Song Qianqiu from the cycle of time, comprehending the principles of the Six Paths Secret Classic through the Martial Dao Classic. Song Qianqiu looked at me as if he had seen a ghost and shouted, "How is this possible? Why are you still alive?"
"Brother Yang Hao?" The voice of the now-adult Douding trembled, unable to understand why I had suddenly appeared here. I smiled at Douding, Zhang Dao'an, and Rain Master Luo, stepping into the river of time.
I traced the river of time forward, heading towards the Eastern Wasteland, crossing thousands of years of history until I finally arrived at the prosperous era of the Refiner.
In that era, people still wore animal skins as clothing. The Refiner donned ethereal feathered garments, and in a vast mountain range, countless Refiners and ancient tribespeople worshipped a totem engraved on the mountainside—a celestial beast with transparent wings. The celestial beast was graceful and radiated divine light, while the Refiners and their kin called out in reverence, seemingly praying for divine protection.
At the center of the mountain range stood a massive Treasure Cauldron, emanating an intense heat with flames soaring high; no one dared to approach it. Above the cauldron, the souls of the Nine Golden Crows roared, attempting to break free from within. At that moment, the totem on the mountain stirred as if a lion had awakened. The nine Golden Crows, sensing the presence of the celestial beast, immediately flew into the Treasure Cauldron, too frightened to come out.
This celestial beast resembled a grown animal—lazy, graceful, exuding an innate regal aura.
Finally, four Refiners carried over a frail man who held a Golden Great Bow. The bow was engraved with nine golden dragons. The man's expression was weary as he pointed in a certain direction. His words were ancient and difficult to understand; essentially, he was asking to be buried along with his great bow in a specific place.
In the end, both the man and his bow were buried in a mountain range near a deep sea. The Refiners, using their supreme power, forged a Bronze Hall at his burial site.
I stood atop the Bronze Hall, carefully discerning my location before stepping back into the cycle of time.
Thousands of years later, on Qingliang Mountain, Song Qianqiu used the Great Wilderness Scripture to immobilize everyone. He looked at me and said, "So you really learned the Time Forbidden Technique. That's why you are not restricted by the Great Wilderness Scripture."
I flew into Song Qianqiu's Time Barrier. The moment my fingers touched Song Qianqiu, he began to age rapidly, his organs petrifying. His face was filled with terror as he turned into an ancient stone corpse. A black Immortal Dao Fruit emerged from the stone body, which I grasped in my hand. The figures of everyone around me became blurred, and the Immortal Dao Fruit transported us back to Three Years Ago.
Three Years Ago, inside the bamboo house, a voice from next door said, "How about we send Yang Hao's head to Song Qianqiu? It's the only method we have right now."
I smiled slightly, looking at the beast in my arms. The beast pointed at the Holy Medicine on the bed, urging me to take it. I shook my head. After a while, Wu entered from outside, and everyone else was blocked at the door.
As Wu raised his hand to knock me out, he froze in place, along with Guo Daozhen and Huzi outside the door.
I stepped outside and saw Yunxi looking puzzled. I embraced her and said, "It's okay now; everything is finally alright."
"What happened? Why did you suddenly become..." Yunxi hesitated.
"Become so impressive?" I asked.
"Become a bit unfamiliar," Yunxi replied. "Yet it feels so familiar, as if I haven't seen you in many years."
"Me too." I held Yunxi tightly. "Manman is at the back mountain; she wants to pass the Ascension Elixir to me. You should go talk to her. I'm heading to the Eastern Wasteland to find the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow."
"But your injuries..." Yunxi's words trailed off as she looked at my confident smile. I waved my hand and disappeared from her sight.
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