Chapter 1245 Carefully Guard Against the Grand Master of the浊世!

The last sliver of Grand Master Zhuoshi's true spirit was fleeing rapidly, as if making a final escape. After leaving the protection of the Chang'an Sword and the Daoguo, it was evident that his last vestige was struggling to maintain its previous state, gradually weakening.

Wei Yuan and the Heavenly Emperor pursued closely.

During the chase, they witnessed numerous strange phenomena. Some were Zhuoshi's mountains and rivers, towering and frigid; others were the unfathomable abysses of Zhuoshi, stretching across the sky, profoundly mysterious, and emitting an extremely powerful and terrifying aura. These various phenomena, though diverse, were all concepts originating from Zhuoshi.

Now, these Zhuoshi concepts were pouring out from Grand Master Zhuoshi's true spirit.

The Heavenly Emperor, with his seasoned insight, immediately recognized what this signified.

His tone held a hint of complexity and emotion as he softly stated, "The concepts of Zhuoshi are about to vanish..."

"He must have reached the end of his road."

"However, there are still some issues. If it were truly a fall, it would be the fall of his true spirit. Yet, his true spirit remains, while the essence of his self is gradually being stripped away. Judging from the path he has walked, it seems as though his realm is gradually ascending."

"Strange."

"Strange..."

Wei Yuan muttered to himself, watching the scenes of various Zhuoshi concepts appearing and then dissipating one by one. He suddenly recalled a sentence he had intentionally spoken when he was on Mount Wudang, discerning Lin Shouyi's true spirit:

"Carefully guard against the Grand Master of the Zhuoshi!"

For some reason, that sentence had never been mentioned again.

Wei Yuan had repeatedly inquired, probing indirectly, but the blue-robed scholar seemed to have forgotten that he had ever said those words. He never brought it up again, nor did he respond. Wei Yuan had pondered it many times, but due to the senselessness of the two phrases, he gained nothing.

His only slight concern was that, based on the literal meaning of the sentence, he might one day become the origin of Grand Master Zhuoshi.

Or rather, would that wisp of true spirit that Fuxi had released become his own origin?

Wouldn't that make him a pawn in some grand scheme?

Then he thought that Daoguo-level cultivators needed an extremely pure self. Since he had attained the Daoguo, he shouldn't have such worries. This doubt had gradually faded, but now, watching Grand Master Zhuoshi gradually dissipate and leave, seeing the simultaneous emergence of these Zhuoshi phenomena, the old matter resurfaced in his mind, and he suddenly considered a possibility.

Perhaps the being at Tushan wouldn't want to tell him this problem.

After all, the blue-robed scholar at Tushan was not the true embodiment of fate.

He was originally just an avatar of fate. After being captured, fate's own consciousness descended upon him, controlling the avatar's actions. Since it was the true spirit's consciousness that had descended, it wouldn't be difficult to consciously seal away a portion of the memories during the descent.

But why would she do this?

The reason, after all, was just that she was worried that she would reveal the hidden meaning of this sentence?

But what if the true meaning of this sentence were revealed?

Could it bring about a great trouble, a disaster?

But who in this world could truly threaten her life?

The Daoist then recalled the sentence he had heard countless times:

"I see myself as the myriad realms, but the myriad realms do not see me as myself."

What was the meaning of this sentence? The blue-robed scholar, fate, always refused to say.

Wei Yuan sighed. This blue-robed scholar was always acting mysteriously, hiding countless things in his belly. If he went back this time, he would have to force him to answer and ask about all of these phrases.

He didn't know that the blue-robed scholar had once unconsciously uttered a sentence:

"Carefully guard against…"

Even more, he didn't know that the blue-robed scholar had forgotten both sentences completely.

Otherwise, he would definitely use the direct interrogation methods passed down from the roughneck literati and properly question this guy about what exactly this sentence meant, even if he had to join forces with Fuxi. Just then, the fleeing true spirit of Grand Master Zhuoshi suddenly stopped, ceasing its escape.

It stood at the boundary between the Clear World and the Turbid World.

The former Daoguo dojo, and also the place where Daoguo ultimately left.

The divine realm - Hun Tian.

The sound of surging waves roared, never ceasing. The laws from the two worlds of the Clear and Turbid collided at this place, emitting an enormous rumbling sound. Countless fragments of laws, carrying dazzling light, scattered down like falling stars. The resulting storm caused Grand Master Zhuoshi's sleeves and robes to flutter slightly.

Standing there, he actually revealed an aura similar to that of the former Daoguo.

An aura of detachment?

Or perhaps, an aura of death.

Wei Yuan and Emperor Jun stopped, maintaining a distance that wouldn't draw them into an eruption, but also wouldn't allow the true spirit of Grand Master Zhuoshi to truly escape. The two auras spread out, already locking Grand Master Zhuoshi within. However, having arrived here, Grand Master Zhuoshi no longer had the shaking and trembling feeling of before.

After extreme instability, his aura had stabilized once more.

However, his expression had a dazed quality. The appearance of his true spirit, besides its dimmed spirituality, also had a pale complexion. His dark eyes stared at the empty space ahead, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking. He suddenly took a deep breath and said, "Yuanshi, Emperor Jun, you've finally come."

His back was to them as he freely said, "However, your pursuit is the correct one."

"If I were you, I wouldn't let a guy like me survive out there."

"Although I don't know what Fuxi's purpose is, and I don't know why Fuxi used the Chang'an Sword to return this last wisp of my true spirit, I still have to thank him."

"After that battle with you earlier."

"I was on the verge of death, abandoning everything to seek detachment from the Great Dao. Instead, I stumbled upon the mysteries of detachment. I should have died under your sword when comprehending the mysteries of the Great Dao, but Fuxi saved me... Ha..."

"So-called 机缘, truly mysterious and inconceivable." (jī yuán - serendipitous opportunity/fate)

Grand Master Zhuoshi slightly closed his eyes, his hands opening, palms up, slightly spreading his arms to the sides, his sleeves fluttering, as if embracing this vast world, embracing these ten directions, his expression faintly revealing a hint of intoxication.

Wei Yuan and Emperor Jun exchanged glances, both sensing an unusual feeling in each other's eyes.

Grand Master Zhuoshi's current state of intoxication.

Instead, it gave them a sense of chaos, an unreal feeling, like a mirage, a reflection in the water.

Within this unreal feeling, both of them keenly sensed a trace of danger.

Although this danger was perceived to be extremely weak, even缥缈, difficult to grasp, it was, however, extremely real, like a persistent sore, making them both feel a trace of lingering coldness on their backs. (piāomiǎo - vague)

Grand Master Zhuoshi slightly rotated his wrists, pressing his palms down, his eyes sweeping over them, smiling:

"Originally, I should have died at your hands, which would have been a fair gamble, a battle of life and death."

"However, the opportunity for detachment from the Great Dao is right before my eyes, the chance for detachment from the Great Dao is also right before my eyes."

"If I were to abandon this opportunity, I would die without regret."

"Therefore, I must say sorry to you two."

"I still, cannot die in your hands!"

Grand Master Zhuoshi suddenly swept his right hand fiercely, laughing loudly, but not to escape, nor to attack Wei Yuan or the Heavenly Emperor, but towards the void in front of him, towards the central Chaos Sea where Daoguo once resided, towards the boundary between the Clear World and the Turbid World, he raised his arm, waved -

And slashed down!

Boom!

Crash!

A series of enormous rumbling sounds exploded, the majestic primordial energy gathered, and then scattered in all directions. Both the Clear and Turbid Worlds reversed and swept towards each other, as if tearing a painting in half with brute force from the middle. Between the three of them, a passage appeared, leading straight to the unknown!

Golden light glittered, vast and bright, with countless brilliant rainbow lights flowing on it, with the numerous laws of the Clear and Turbid Worlds coiling around it, as if offering it gifts, emitting a sacred and magnificent aura, the mysterious taste of the end of time, the pinnacle of the world. Grand Master Zhuoshi stepped onto this path step by step, seemingly going against the current on the trajectory of the entire world.

Wei Yuan and Emperor Jun frowned slightly, each using their own means, either controlling the stars of the heavens, coiling around their bodies, or grasping karma, the sword energy coiling and surging, traveling through the six voids, all closely following behind. The golden light not only did not dissipate or converge, but became even more magnificent and powerful, as if it truly was a path detached from this world.

"You shall not stop me!"

"This is my path, I will detach from this!"

Grand Master Zhuoshi sensed the two auras closely following behind him.

But at this moment, he was so weak that he couldn't attack or use any kind of supernatural power to stop the two powerful enemies behind him. But it didn't matter, it didn't matter! The road was ahead, it didn't matter, it didn't matter! The opportunity for detachment was ahead! At this moment, the many distracting thoughts in his heart had been stripped away, his mind became extremely condensed and unified, his eyes staring intently ahead -

Soon! Soon!

He was about to cross that barrier!

He was about to detach!

"Gathering the many concepts of Zhuoshi into my own body, overcoming many obstacles."

"Shattering the past, shattering the future, to reach the level above the limit -"

Grand Master Zhuoshi suddenly broke through that barrier.

Then, his expression froze in an instant.

Wei Yuan and the Heavenly Emperor followed closely behind, stepping into it, and then the expressions on their faces changed slightly. The golden clouds still flowed and changed around them. Looking down, the road they came from closed, not clearly visible. All the laws of the Clear and Turbid Worlds were mixed together, rippling as if they were a huge pond.

Next to this "pond," there was still a towering figure sitting.

His eyebrows were raised, faintly containing a hint of a smile, and it was actually also the appearance of Yuanshi!

At this moment, he was actually at the core of Daoguo's former dojo, with his hands clasped around him, surrounded by countless laws, as if containing a storm in his breath. Within his apertures were many phenomena, stars, rivers, black holes, flowing and changing with his breath, presenting an extreme vastness and tranquility.

In his hand, he held something that seemed like a bamboo pole, with golden silk threads hanging down, falling into the "pond," as if he were fishing for something.

They were like…

Or rather, the true Yuanshi was Grand Master Zhuoshi!

Emperor Jun and Wei Yuan instantly retreated, their hearts filled with uncontrollable astonishment.

Wei Yuan looked at the true spirit of Grand Master Zhuoshi, who was standing there in a daze, and then looked at the terrifying existence fishing for the three thousand worlds of the Clear and Turbid Realms. Suddenly, his heart shook, and a picture appeared in his mind. It was the blue-robed scholar on Mount Wudang, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, and then saying:

"The Grand Master of Zhuoshi at this moment is also possibly you at this moment!"

At that time, Wei Yuan was sitting on Mount Wudang, fishing for the true spirit of Lin Shouyi.

How similar was it to the scene he was seeing now!

So, the reminder that the blue-robed scholar was talking about was not his own true spirit, but was reminding Grand Master Zhuoshi about what he was doing?!

At this moment, the Grand Master Zhuoshi that Wei Yuan and Emperor Jun were familiar with, that remnant of a true spirit suddenly seemed unable to accept it, fiercely stepping forward and roaring, "No, who are you?! Who are you?! How dare you transform into my appearance! How dare you transform into my appearance!"

"Who exactly are you?!"

That towering existence that considered the pond, fishing in hundreds of thousands of realms, smiled and said, "Are you still deluded? I am you, and you are me."

"No! You're lying!"

"I will never be you!"

Grand Master Zhuoshi was enraged, his hands trembling slightly in this shock and anger, gnashing his teeth in fury:

"I was born from the innate, comprehending the Dao of Daoguo!"

"Once confused, once weak, but ultimately enlightened!"

"Cutting away many past selves, cutting away many future selves, to seek the unique, I have already arrived before detachment!"

"How dare you impersonate me!"

Grand Master Zhuoshi had placed everything on the matter of detachment. Just as he was about to reach the end, he suddenly saw this scene before him, naturally his heart shook, unable to accept it. Suddenly, he angrily questioned, and at the same time, he mobilized the remaining power, wanting to attack, but when the latter lowered his eyes, the power he had gathered instantly shattered.

That towering existence, surrounded by countless Daoguo laws, smiled and lowered his eyes, his voice mellow and peaceful, saying, "You said, you are detaching, cutting away many past selves, cutting away many past selves, all the selves of all timelines except for the self have already been cut away."

"Then, have you ever considered such a possibility?"

That towering existence looked at the true spirit, smiling:

"In fact, you are just one of those who is about to be cut away and clipped?"

At the moment of utter silence.

Wei Yuan saw the green bamboo fishing rod placed next to him suddenly shake, transforming into a blue-robed scholar whose limbs had been broken, coughing blood, looking at Wei Yuan, looking at the Heavenly Emperor, a feeling of loss and sorrow appearing on his face, suddenly laughing miserably a few times, and then saying that sentence again -

"Carefully guard against the Grand Master of the Zhuoshi!"

ps: Today's first update...

It should be finished soon, holding tea, everyone pay attention to your physical safety.