“What happened to Senior Brother Yuan?”

At this moment, outside, in the myriad realms of the heavens, beyond the River of Fate of all living beings, Wei Yuan's body stopped moving. This time, the Qilin seemed particularly carefree. Perhaps it was because of what had happened before that he had absolute confidence in Wei Yuan. Seeing Wei Yuan's aura change once again, he merely yawned, thinking—

Perhaps it's another opportunity, or perhaps another experiment.

In any case, there won't be any terrible consequences.

But this time, he almost immediately noticed that the man with the cold, beautiful face but particularly venomous tongue, or rather, the god, suddenly turned dark, looking extremely foul. The power of time, as radiant as starlight, flowed around him. It was the power of time itself. And Buzhou Mountain also changed color instantly, reaching out and pressing down on Wei Yuan's shoulder.

The majestic and profound power of Buzhou Mountain, worthy of being called the foundation of the Clear and Turbid Worlds, flowed and changed.

But even so, it couldn't shake Wei Yuan's body, couldn't bring his true spirit back.

Simply put, the application of such profound laws was beyond Buzhou Mountain's power.

To have Him carry Mount Tai across the Northern Sea, traveling to the Northern Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, that would be fine.

But to have Him do such delicate needlework was truly too difficult.

These two powerhouses, whose strength and status were so great that the Qilin didn't even dare to imagine, were showing such solemn and grave expressions. Even if the Qilin was slow-witted, he had already sensed something was wrong. His face froze, and he said, "What, what happened to Senior Brother Yuan?!"

Zhu Jiuyin's expression was calm, and he said slowly, "There's a hidden move within the Dao Fruit."

"It seems that after the battle that year, after Fate was shattered, the secrets of heaven were seized, and karma was reduced to ashes, returning to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. In this process, Fate may have added some special laws and knowledge to the Dao of Karma. Once someone re-cultivates the Dao Fruit of Karma, these laws and knowledge will become Fate's hidden hand."

Modifying laws, manipulating fate!

And then, from nothing, interfering with and influencing the Dao Fruit?

Such methods were simply unimaginable and immeasurable to the Qilin, who had stayed in the Ruins of Return, never leaving his home for at least a few thousand years. Even now that Zhu Jiuyin had told him about such divine abilities, he still found it difficult to construct in his mind how such means could be achieved—directly manipulating knowledge itself, then interfering with the laws composed of knowledge, and finally even burying it within the Dao Fruit.

Even powerhouses at the Dao Fruit realm couldn't discern this hidden hand.

Because this hidden hand was simply pure knowledge.

It was the very rule of the Great Dao represented by the Dao Fruit!

But even if the Qilin couldn't understand how such methods were accomplished, it didn't stop him from realizing that Wei Yuan was now in great trouble. His expression was faintly flustered, but he looked towards his teacher. He also knew that his own vision and judgment were actually unable to discern the trouble and state his senior brother was in.

But there were naturally people who could discern these things.

Knowing how to rely on those stronger than oneself was also a way to utilize strength.

Confucius's expression was solemn.

These things were extremely unfamiliar knowledge and power to Confucius.

Dijun glanced at them and withdrew his gaze, saying indifferently, "No need to worry."

"He's not being controlled, and his own cultivation is still smooth. Even Fate can no longer easily control him as he is now."

The Qilin breathed a sigh of relief, and then finally realized what Dijun was talking about. His expression slowly solidified again:

"Fate?"

"The peerless powerhouse who fell in ancient times beneath the Heavenly Emperor, Hundun, and Buzhou Mountain?"

"Found Senior Brother Yuan… and can't do anything to him…"

"???"

The Qilin, as a recluse, seemed to finally realize the weight of these two sentences. He couldn't help but twitch his cheeks.

It was as if a character and story that originally only existed in the deepest parts of ancient books had suddenly been dusted off from the dust and history of the years and appeared vividly before you, still related to one of your closest people. It was a collision and misalignment between stories and legends and real reality.

Even if it was his senior brother who had done such a thing.

He still felt it was almost like a joke, almost subconsciously denying it: "That's impossible, impossible, are you seeing things? That's *Fate*."

"There's no mistake."

The Heavenly Emperor, dressed in ordinary clothes, replied calmly:

"I killed him back then."

The Qilin's expression froze instantly.

At this time, the divine light in Wei Yuan's eyes began to flow again, returning to its original appearance.

The River of Fate had already begun to collapse.

When the Turbid World Great Lord appeared, the ending of this wisp of Fate's soul was already destined. What's more, this once extremely self-confident and arrogant Great Lord had changed his usual style, even saying that he would use karma as a reward, inviting Wei Yuan to attack and briefly join forces to kill Fate.

Once these words were spoken,

Even the original body of Fate would have to find a way to escape.

Even whether he could escape unscathed was something that needed to be discussed.

Not to mention that it was just a remnant soul, or rather, a superimposed state of reflections from the many Rivers of Fate.

The Turbid World Great Lord withdrew his left hand. This arm had originally been cut off by Wei Yuan, but now it was directly forged from the Turbid World Kunlun墟. When the aura was circulating, majestic turbid air rose and flowed, exuding an extremely cold and eerie feeling. The wisps of black cold air seemed to penetrate directly into the depths of the soul, freezing everything.

The Great Lord shook his hand.

Fate's body was frozen by countless streams of cold air.

Kunlun and the Ruins of Kunlun inherently possessed the unique characteristics of the myriad realms.

And at this moment, it could just freeze countless Fates, binding Fate, which was ultimately pierced through the brow by a point of azure light transformed from the Qingping Sword in the Daoist's palm, killing him cleanly. In the end, Fate, frozen by black mystical ice, only sighed, looking at the Daoist whose hair had turned black and whose aura was so strong and whose sword energy was so domineering that it was even stronger than in the Yuanshi Heavenly Lord state.

He just sat calmly in his original position, with his hands resting on his knees again, smiling slightly:

"It seems that this exchange has not achieved a satisfactory ending."

"But what I said to you before was not false."

"And my promise is always valid."

"This is goodwill, and it is also a good karmic connection."

"Finally, I still have one sentence to say."

Fate finally restrained his smile, saying with an inscrutable expression, "Be careful of the Great Lord."

Then, the extremely sharp Shangqing Spiritual Treasure sword energy erupted, directly killing the temporarily restricted Fate. The [Fate] where countless Rivers of Fate converged and superimposed disappeared, and even the fragments formed after its shattering were unable to escape.

The Daoist in black hair and green shirt, with a blood-colored vertical pattern on his brow, carried his left hand behind his back.

His right hand pinched his sword fingers, and he said, "Go."

In the void, the remaining implications of the River of Fate all turned into sharp swords. The Shangqing aura, the Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Lord, also known as the Supreme Dao Monarch, was now at its most powerful state under the characteristics of the extinction of all laws, and the sword energy almost reached its peak state. However, these incomparably sharp sword energies showed a gentle side at this moment, intertwined and changing, like a sword lotus flower.

This sword lotus flower bloomed and then slowly rotated and converged.

Covering all the fragments of Fate.

And every time this lotus flower rotated, it would shrink by one point, and every time it shrank by one point, it would make the already extremely pure sword energy become even purer, finally like a pool of flowing water. The Daoist with black hair falling down stretched out his hand, and this sword energy azure lotus fell into his palm, slowly rotating. The remnants of Fate were tempered by the sword energy, and finally transformed into a black lotus seed.

The sword energy dissipated, and Wei Yuan held the lotus flower.

He could feel that something seemed to have disappeared from the Dao of Karma.

The entire Dao of Karma became much simpler.

It seemed to be gradually weakening in the characteristics of "words become law" and things developing according to one's thoughts, but it was becoming more pure. As for those lost authorities, they had all turned into this lotus seed. He didn't need anyone else to tell him. Wei Yuan himself could feel that this thing was part of Fate's ability.

It was forcibly frozen by the Turbid World Great Lord.

And then it was constantly tempered by the power of the Zhufa Jie Mie (All Laws Extinction) of the [Shangqing Lingbao Heavenly Lord].

In the end, it actually transformed into something like a Dao Fruit fragment.

Wei Yuan clenched his five fingers, turned his palm over, and this lotus seed had already been put away. He looked at the Turbid World Great Lord in front of him. The same camp when the two had joined forces to kill Fate had now returned to its original appearance after Fate was defeated, back to being enemies of the Clear and Turbid Worlds, life and death enemies.

The Qingping Sword floated beside Wei Yuan, slightly humming and emitting sharp energy.

The aura between the Great Lord and Wei Yuan was suppressed to the extreme.

As if in the next moment, the two would begin to fight in this land of Fate that belonged neither to the Clear World nor to the Turbid World. The sharp confrontation finally converged. The Turbid World Great Lord's gaze swept across the surrounding scenery, seeing that the River of Fate, which was originally filled with large swathes of white mist, had gradually become transparent, just like thin ice under the sun, about to completely melt in the next moment.

The coldness that could freeze even Fate in the Turbid World Great Lord's left arm dissipated.

Returning to its original appearance as a normal arm.

The killing intent and baleful aura also disappeared quickly. He simply sat down in the pavilion that Fate had built in the River and then reached out and picked up the fine wine left by Fate, not caring or worrying about whether there would be any terrible poison in this fine wine. He poured two cups, throwing one to Wei Yuan without spilling a drop, and drank the other himself.

The Turbid World Great Lord's tone calmed down: "Today, only a wisp of Divine Soul came, not the main body."

"Can't kill you."

"I won't bother then."

Wei Yuan looked at this wisp of the Turbid World Great Lord's Divine Soul, pressed his hand on his sword, and simply let the Qingping Sword fly back into its scabbard by itself, leaving only a clear sound that lingered for a long time. He was not confident that he could kill the current Great Lord, even though he himself had completely merged Confucianism and Daoism, no longer distinguishing between Clear and Turbid, leaving only the Congenital One Qi cultivation.

However, the feeling that the Turbid World Great Lord gave him was becoming increasingly deep and profound, already faintly possessing a sense of immeasurability.

After all, the aura that was fed back through karma was already so majestic, so the benefits and progress that the Turbid World Great Lord himself had gained were naturally conceivable. The Turbid World Great Lord looked at the gradually dissipating River of Fate, saw the surrounding scenes becoming transparent, saw the myriad phenomena of the stars "outside," and said lightly, "If there is a chance in the future, I will not spare you."

"Be careful."

As the voice fell, the Turbid World Great Lord finished drinking the last of the wine, and this wisp of divine thought slowly disappeared. After he disappeared, the layers of starlight had already illuminated Fate and then suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the left and right. The remaining traces of this River of Fate were like dew exposed to the sun, almost immediately evaporated.

Wei Yuan's true spirit returned to his body, and his aura stretched endlessly, without any waves. All he saw before him was the Heavenly Emperor.

The others seemed to be outside.

The Heavenly Emperor glanced behind Wei Yuan, frowned, and said, "Where's Fate?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "I killed him once, but I couldn't kill him completely."

"Dao Fruit types like Fate are really too difficult to kill, so in the end, I only got this thing…" He stretched out his hand, and a thing floated in his palm. In an instant, it seemed as if countless streams of light swarmed in, and then they were all swallowed by this thing, making it even more deep, terrifying, and immeasurable.

"A fragment of Fate's Dao Fruit…"

The Heavenly Emperor almost immediately recognized this thing, saying:

"It seems that what you encountered can only be considered a part of Fate."

"But it can't be considered the real him, but Fate himself is extremely strange. To be able to solve him so quickly, it seems that you had help." Wei Yuan nodded and then briefly mentioned the Turbid World Great Lord's intervention. Dijun's face didn't show any waves: "He should have done this long ago."

"After a full thousands of years, he finally woke up."

"In any case, it's good to resolve the hidden dangers of the Dao Fruit. As for this thing… this thing is mysterious and strange, but there is nothing wrong with the Dao Fruit of Fate itself. The problem is [Fate]. As for this thing, if you want to use it, you can use it."

"Whether it's forging a weapon or refining it into a divine power, it's not bad."

"It has the effect of interfering with fate and reversing the trajectory of some enemies, but it has its limits. The height of the limit is limited by the level of this thing itself and your own strength. Of course, if you think this thing is too useless, you can directly crush it and then use Fate itself to change some of your own destinies."

"For example, wealth."

The Heavenly Emperor sharply commented on the Yuanshi Heavenly Lord.

Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "No need, but I do have some use for this thing."

The Heavenly Emperor thoughtfully said, "You plan to temper it into a magic weapon?"

Wei Yuan nodded: "Didn't Fuxi prepare to seize the secrets of heaven for Nuwa back then? Since this thing is clean enough, then I want to completely shatter this thing and then use the remaining traces of Fate to weave a protective treasure that can be used to suppress destiny."

The Heavenly Emperor said, "How do you plan to refine it?"

Wei Yuan thought for a while: "I'll use one of my best methods, Sleeves of the Universe, Pots of Sun and Moon."

"First, shatter this Fate, and then weave the Fate threads into a scroll, the inside of which will use the art of Sleeves of the Universe, enough to encompass an entire world, and then use this entire small world as the basis to promote the trajectory of Fate. It's best to also use the mythological concept of Yanhuang in it. This is most suitable for Nuwa herself."

"By the way, I also have to leave a pool of sword energy inside."

"If you encounter an enemy, you can sprinkle the landscape sword energy from this scroll world out to fight the enemy."

"Fate's aura can be suppressed by the Yanhuang concept."

"You can also put the enemy into this scroll. Since it's a magic weapon woven with Fate, if the enemy goes in, they shouldn't want to come out easily again. This has both attack techniques and means of restriction, and it can also suppress the aura. Even in normal times, it can be used as a personal pocket to put more things in."

Wei Yuan was talking about what the magic weapon he wanted to refine should look like.

Finally, he said, "As for the name, let's call it Sleeves of the Universe 3.0 Portable Version · Scroll Style."

The Heavenly Emperor was silent and said indifferently, "Since it's to refine a protective item for Nuwa."

"I can help with the materials."

Wei Yuan choked: "I have no money."

The Heavenly Emperor rubbed his brow.

He found that if he stayed with this guy for too long, he always couldn't help but be infected with too much worldly air.

His tone was still cold, saying:

"You don't have to pay me back."

"But I'll give it a name."

Wei Yuan naturally agreed. The Heavenly Emperor denied Wei Yuan's simple name of Sleeves of the Universe 3.0 Portable Version, and said indifferently: "Since it uses the art of Pots of Sun and Moon to contain a world, and the Yanhuang aura suppresses it, let's call it [Mountains and Rivers Sheji Diagram]. Nuwa's birthday is coming soon, so you can send it to her yourself."

Mountains and Rivers Sheji Diagram…

Wei Yuan muttered to himself, and then thanked him, playing with one of the fragments of the Dao Fruit of Fate in his hand, but still couldn't help but say:

"[Fate], what exactly did you do back then?"

"Why could you make you all join forces, and even the Turbid World Great Lord had to destroy him?"

"Simply the Dao Fruit of Fate doesn't seem to be enough…"

The Heavenly Emperor paused slightly and said, "You want to know?"

He seemed to be thinking and finally said:

"With your strength, you are also qualified to know these secrets, Wei Yuan, what kind of personality do you think Fate has?"

Wei Yuan thought for a while and said, "He's very similar to Fuxi, but not so similar. It seems that he plans to return again and is laying out a plan."

"Is he very similar to Fuxi? This time, I may have to say a word for Fuxi."

The Heavenly Emperor's tone was cold: "Although I don't want to speak for Fuxi very much."

"But Fate is still much worse than him."

"He is a complete madman, but he is also a rational madman."

"You can't listen to a single word he says, and you can't believe a single word."

Wei Yuan murmured: "Madman…"

"What did he do?"

What did he do?

The Heavenly Emperor calmly replied:

"He wanted to completely eliminate the Great Tribulation."

ps: Second update today…