webnovel Chapter 648 - 647: Reflecting the Past—The Ten Ferocious Beasts Dragging the Coffin in the Mirror?
Chapter 648 - 647: Reflecting the Past—The Ten Ferocious Beasts Dragging the Coffin in the Mirror?
"Is that... the Daoist Purple Qi?"
She was somewhat incredulous, witnessing the essence of the Daoist Three Pristine Ones emanating from Lin Heng.
And the intensity of this Purple Qi even surpassed that of the Three Pristine Ones!
This was beyond Su Daji’s expectations.
In an instant, she realized that Yang Jian, who was once hailed as the foremost disciple of Daoism, was not chosen by the Three Pristine Ones.
Now, the one carrying the mantle of Daoism was none other than the person before her!
"No wonder he has the title of Celestial Venerable, even that Red-bottomed Macaque looks up to him. It turns out he was the one chosen by the Three Pristine Ones."
"But then again, how extraordinary is Yang Jian’s talent? Daoism did not fall into his hands, meaning this person is truly remarkable..."
Su Daji’s eyes flickered, becoming increasingly aware of the uniqueness of this Taixu Celestial Venerable.
The few Order Chains surrounding him also testified to this fact.
Ordinary people wouldn’t know what these Order Chains represent, but Su Daji understood — they are the powers he has mastered!
"Eight Order Chains, representing eight rules, while that Red-bottomed Macaque has only mastered one rule. It shows how monstrous his talent is."
"Regardless of whether this was accelerated by the Three Pristine Ones."
"At the very least, it can be confirmed that he has likely surpassed the Quasi-Saint limit!"
"Though, it’s unclear how much of the Saint’s Breath he has cultivated. But from earlier, he said he was almost left behind in speed, unless he was deliberately modest, it should be around twenty or thirty strands?"
Su Daji speculated silently, feeling a pang of envy in her heart.
She had long reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint level.
Yet, because her path was cut off, and with no opportunity to become a Saint in Qingqiu, she was fated to struggle to take another step forward.
However, this person had tread on the path of the primordial predecessors.
Even without vying for the seat of a Saint, he could cultivate to an astonishing level!
It was not impossible to stand shoulder to shoulder with Saints in the future.
Thinking of this, comparing herself once more, Su Daji felt bitterly envious.
"How aggravating, I, a dignified Nine-tailed Fox, of breathtaking talent in Qingqiu, cannot surpass the Quasi-Saint limit, yet he, a young junior, what kind of luck did he stumble upon!!"
"Damn it, who on earth cut off the Quasi-Saint path?"
Su Daji muttered through grit teeth, cursing under her breath.
At that moment.
A few more strong members of the Fox Race arrived.
They were all alarmed by the suddenly appearing Daoist Purple Qi, and after seeing an outsider today who had mastered eight Order Rules, they were even more astonished.
"Is this an ancient monster from the Early Primordial? Why have we never seen him?"
"Where did he come from?"
The strong members of the Fox Race asked Su Daji in confusion.
Su Daji responded irritably, "From the Upper Realm, he’s a newly conferred Celestial Venerable of Daoism. It’s said he’s a youngster — who knows if it’s true or false!"
Obviously, she was still feeling disgruntled.
...
Meanwhile, the people within the altar had no mind to care about the discussions of the demonic foxes outside.
They were eager, following along the Celestial Road.
Soon, they arrived in front of the World Mirror, which resembled a fractured sky.
The World Mirror was immense, making everyone appear as insignificant as a speck of dust beneath the starry sky when standing before it.
It was also exceedingly mysterious; it did not reflect the crowd, but rather displayed an endless darkness, like a cosmic black hole or an abyss in the starlit sky, as if an unknown primordial beast could leap out at any moment.
Lin Heng stared into it, feeling as though the darkness was a tide surging towards him, trying to drag him into the depths of the abyss.
He furrowed his brow slightly, forcibly steadying his mind, with the roar of the Dao echoing throughout his body.
This situation also stunned Su Daji and the others below the Celestial Road.
"Wha... what’s happening?"
"Is he resisting the World Mirror?"
"It seems... he really resisted? Oh heavens, he... hiss..."
Su Daji and the other strong members were dumbfounded.
This was something they had never encountered before.
Because no Quasi-Saint had ever resisted the World Mirror, or rather, no Quasi-Saint had ever managed to resist it.
Just like Nezha, the Red-bottomed Macaque, and others now. Upon reaching the World Mirror, they were immediately ensnared by the ghostly light, their minds dragged into their past, as the World Mirror probed their inner depths.
But only on Lin Heng’s side, as the spectral light attempted to enshroud him, his body exuded vibrant Purple Qi and Order resonated, standing against the spectral light’s encroachment.
This left Su Daji utterly stupefied.
But she quickly shouted out a reminder, "The World Mirror is reflecting your past to guide resurrection; stop resisting it!"
She was quite speechless.
Who would have thought that this Taixu Celestial Venerable would be so cautious...
With Su Daji’s reminder carried up under the starry sky, after pondering momentarily, Lin Heng ceased his resistance.
He roughly understood the power of the World Mirror — very powerful, yet also very eerie, but it shouldn’t be able to trap him.
Even if there was a surprise or a plot, Lin Heng was confident that with his strength, he could easily break through any trouble.
With this in mind, he stopped resisting, allowing the tide of dark spectral light to envelop him.
Following that.
Lin Heng felt time flowing backward, past images surfacing before him like a slide show.
Just like the process of entering Qingqiu.
The difference was, during that process, the flickering fragmented images were unrelated to him.
Yet now, what emerged were his own past experiences.
This process seemed lengthy because it was replaying his entire life.
At the same time, it felt short, as if everything returned to the Qingfeng Daoist Temple in the human world in an instant.
He saw himself being pursued by malevolent spirits, desperately drinking strong liquor in the Ancestral Hall, moments away from self-annihilation.
He also saw the scene of pranking a streamer, who was struck dead by the Thunder Skill he had just acquired.
And he saw a girl named Su Xiaoluo, wanting to become his disciple, but being ruthlessly rejected by him.
"Streamer... Su Xiaoluo..."
"What a distant memory that is..."
Reflected by the World Mirror, Lin Heng suddenly had a profound sense of change and time’s passage.
Meanwhile, the others were also reflecting on their past.
Some suffocated, burdened by their enduring mission.
Some grew angry at the unbearable memories.
Some wept upon seeing the ones they missed most.
...
And at last, when all the scenes shattered.
Nezha, Six-Eared Macaque, Red-bottomed Macaque, Black Rakshasa.
Before the World Mirror, their reflections appeared like an actual mirror.
"The departed return is not easy; who do you wish to bring back?" the reflection asked each of them, a bizarre scene, yet no one paid it any mind.
Nezha resolutely thought of his mother, Black Rakshasa, insatiably greedy, asked for the whole Rakshasa clan.
Six-Eared Macaque, with a face of indifference, needed no one to resurrect.
The Red-bottomed Macaque, after a moment of silence, also chose to shake his head.
...
At this moment, however, Lin Heng looked on with a heavy gaze, baffled and perplexed.
Because after the past scenes shattered, within the World Mirror he saw, there appeared ten cold fierce beasts dragging a blood-colored colossal coffin.