Chapter 111 Clash

When willpower expands to its limit, almost enveloping the entire world, the artistic conception domain also presses down, achieving a one hundred percent overlap with the world.

In this overlap, my heart aligns with the heart of heaven, and my will aligns with the will of heaven, almost breathing the same air and sharing the same fate.

An extremely intense desire for 'fusion' bursts forth from the depths of my heart.

This yearning is instinctive, a necessary node in the evolution of a cultivator.

The so-called cultivation is the pursuit of the principles manifested in this world, and the world itself is the sum of all principles.

To unite with the world is to unite with all the Dao.

Suppose an artistic conception cultivator truly cultivates to the ultimate level and can completely overlap their artistic conception domain with the world.

They still cannot sustain it for long.

In just an instant, they would fall from this overlap.

Because they are passively 'losing', using the power of constant 'loss' to measure the vastness of the entire world, a thankless and strenuous task.

Only by entering Wuding through artistic conception, achieving an absolute balance between losing and gaining, can one stabilize this state of envelopment and overlap.

However, merely enveloping the world is not enough; the intensity of the overlapping artistic conception domain is also insufficient.

To completely fuse and assimilate, one must also achieve a critical node in the control of the world.

Through the manipulation of that 'net,' Ye Chuxiao is constantly approaching that node.

Just one step away, and he can completely succeed, fully take off, and control this complete world.

At this moment, Ye Chuxiao even felt a gaze from afar from 'Tang Sudong'.

Transcending the distance of time and space, they smiled at each other.

Tang Sudong cupped his hands in salute to Ye Chuxiao, as if entrusting the weight of this world entirely to him.

Whoosh!

The Sea of Bitterness stirred up waves.

Thousands of Daos transformed into shooting stars, crashing towards Ye Chuxiao along with the surging of the Sea of Bitterness, and even more towards this world.

Ye Chuxiao was forced to fall from that constantly rising sensation.

Following his intuition, he looked up.

An old cultivator holding a wooden staff, riding a white elephant, floated outside the starry sky, surrounded by three defensive arrays like star rings, casting a spell.

"Xiao Chi?" Ye Chuxiao frowned.

Then he negated the idea.

"It's an outside helper invited by Xiao Chi!" Ye Chuxiao confirmed the answer.

After all, Xiao Chi didn't just pop out of a rock. Just like Ye Chuxiao could befriend a generous Wuding cultivator like Murong Ling.

Xiao Chi has existed for so many years, traversing time and space, he wasn't just wasting his time.

It wasn't surprising that he would have a Wuding Realm helper.

Taking out two 'Covenant Texts,' Ye Chuxiao burned them, performing a 'Summoning.'

"May the two Daoist friends abide by the covenant."

As the thought fell, a star gate flickered in the sky.

Two figures, traversing the distance of time and space, using the Ship of Creation as a springboard, appeared in the void outside Daheng.

Two Wuding Realm cultivators stood left and right in front of the old cultivator, not taking action, but with an implicit intention of restraint.

Ye Chuxiao had obtained a small number of 'promises' from Wuding cultivators when he sold artifacts.

This promise was originally Schrödinger's.

Whether the other party kept it or not depended entirely on 'morality.'

However, as Ye Chuxiao himself advanced to the Wuding Realm, and was even the extremely rare Three Daos Wuding.

That originally Schrödinger's promise naturally became a stepping stone for making connections and establishing relationships.

They came from afar, without even needing to actually take action.

Just a subtle threat was enough.

Sure enough, with the restraint of these two Wuding cultivators who had come from afar, the old cultivator, who had been casting a spell against Daheng and Ye Chuxiao, also expressionlessly retracted the wooden staff in his hand. Then, he stood still outside the starry sky, seemingly observing the battle.

The fact that he didn't continue to attack meant that his friendship with Xiao Chi wasn't a life-or-death one.

However, the fact that he didn't leave directly also showed that their relationship wasn't shallow.

It was still worth sparing a portion of his attention to observe.

Gathering his mind, Ye Chuxiao continued to 'refine' the world.

As long as the world was successfully refined, then no matter what Xiao Chi's plans were, or what other backup plans he had, they would all be in vain.

The plan was good.

But of course, it couldn't be so smooth.

Three edicts that had been prepared long ago were officially stamped with the imperial seal.

With the blessing of the national fortune, at least half of Daheng's fortune was resisting Ye Chuxiao's 'assimilation.'

Mountains and rivers, water vapor, and earth veins, these were only the Dao of Heaven, not the Dao of Humanity.

Of course, favorable weather and peaceful rivers could gradually transform into a thriving momentum of the Dao of Humanity, but this took time.

Daheng still controlled the world, and the little emperor in the palace, as well as the edicts in his hand, were a certain embodiment of the momentum of the Dao of Humanity.

"Found it!"

"Xiao Chi, you really are crafty!"

"Your daughter is your shell, and so is your son!" Ye Chuxiao wasn't particularly surprised that the little emperor who had been acting as a puppet for the Empress Dowager was also a 'split body' of Xiao Chi.

Perhaps the fact that the eldest princess, Xiao Muchen, was exposed as 'Xiao Chi' was itself a smokescreen.

She was being thrown out as cannon fodder, deliberately attracting firepower.

If Ye Chuxiao hadn't grasped the core contradiction and been so relentless.

Xiao Chi's other, more crucial identity wouldn't have been revealed so early.

"In the palace, I still have some men and arrangements."

"But in terms of time, it's actually too late."

"Tang Sudong has temporarily sealed 'Xiao Muchen' for me, but it's impossible to keep her sealed like that forever. She's still a Wuding cultivator, after all, not that fragile."

"With the backlash of the Dao of Humanity, I can forget about refining the world in a short time."

"Unless I learn from Tang Sudong and directly abandon my physical body, staging a do-or-die gamble, sacrificing myself to the Dao. But choosing this path is too risky, and it's equivalent to cutting off other choices and paths."

Thinking of this, Ye Chuxiao reversed his attack.

That vast will, almost encompassing half the world, carrying the weight of the world, crashed into Xiao Muchen, who had transformed into Xiao Chi.

If he couldn't hurt all ten fingers, then he would cut off one finger first.

When Ye Chuxiao's thought crashed into Xiao Muchen's sea of consciousness.

It was like ten pacifists detonating directly within Xiao Muchen's sea of consciousness.

In an instant, it stirred her consciousness into a complete mess.

If she were simply Xiao Chi, then this attack from Ye Chuxiao would only cause her to 'withdraw' for a period of time, and she would recover after a few cycles.

But as the 'carrier' Xiao Muchen, she also had a portion of her own self-awareness.

When Ye Chuxiao detonated her sea of consciousness, her will became chaotic.

The originally distinct 'primary and secondary' relationship began to be reversed and disordered.

At this time, she could no longer accurately judge whether she was Xiao Chi or Xiao Muchen.

She had a split personality!

Even if it was only temporary, even if this split personality couldn't last long.

But even if it was short, three, five, or ten years, it would still be possible.

By the time those years passed, everything would be too late.

With this move from Ye Chuxiao, although he didn't win the final grand victory, he still won a round, pulling out one of Xiao Chi's flags.

Next, he would keep a close eye on all sides, and strike whoever emerged.

If no one emerged, then Ye Chuxiao would steadily advance, continuing to refine mountains, rivers, and all things, while raising troops to change the dynasty and stabilize the hearts of the people.

He would devour the entire world into his embrace.