Chapter 999: Fusheng Heaven

Chapter 999: The Heaven of Blessed Life

Within the Heaven of Blessed Life, Li Huowang’s consciousness began to warp, his every perception bleeding into a chaotic slurry. Though sightless, he sensed the Three Pure Ones, and beside them, the Si Ming being pilfered—it was Zhao Shuangdian!

Their forms began to overlap, dissolving into a grotesque union where one could no longer distinguish the other.

Li Huowang did not know what the Three Pure Ones intended, nor could he fathom it, but whatever their design, he would never let them succeed.

Without hesitation, he swung his arms and charged toward the Three Pure Ones.

As he felt the touch of those threads upon him, Li Huowang raised his spine-sword and swept it horizontally before him.

This time was different; in the past, he could only sense these things without touching them, but now, having perceived the Three Pure Ones’ true presence, he could inflict harm! "Qing Wanglai! Die!"

Accompanied by a piercing, discordant shriek, the secret chains of causality that bound Zhao Shuangdian to the entity were severed by Li Huowang, dissolving into the iridescent, murky black water.

Seeing Li Huowang thwarting his designs, the form of the Three Pure Ones began to flicker in and out of existence.

As it writhed, a new secret chain of causality sprouted from within Li Huowang, weaving itself into the tapestry of his own being.

When that chain snapped taut, fragmented visions flooded Li Huowang’s mind.

He saw Elder Shen Benyou of the Aojing Sect, whom he had once helped, sitting in the dim Cross Temple beneath the statue of the Gu God, conferring with the five other Great Elders.

"I have already made that boy, Li Huowang, owe us a favor. Now we wait for the moment to use this debt to settle the matter of the town’s annihilation years ago."

"The news I bought from the Moon Gate confirms he still believes the Sit-and-Forget Dao was responsible for that tragedy, keeping his own hands clean. We can use this to lure him into performing the Great Dismemberment Rite."

"Unwise. This child is no ordinary Heart-Prime; the rite is insufficient. This must be plotted carefully. He cannot be underestimated; we must transform him into the next Gu God in one stroke to complete our transaction with Ba Hui."

As these memories exploded within his mind, Li Huowang recalled the desolate, empty town and Jiang Yingzi’s vengeance against him.

"Was it all true? Did I truly slaughter the tens of thousands in that town?" Before he could digest this, a second question surged forth: "Ba Hui has a deal with the Aojing Sect? They want to make me the next Gu God? Has she been faking it all along? Has she been plotting against me in the shadows?!"

As these thoughts detonated, his body began to crack inch by inch, and a searing, agonizing pain engulfed him.

It was not merely physical; an inexplicable mental torment surged like a tide, scouring his very soul.

The intensity of the pain made his flesh tremble uncontrollably. Regaining a shred of clarity, Li Huowang shook his head violently.

He looked down at his own suffering body and snarled, "What the hell are you rushing for! I am not the Three Pure Ones! I know what matters! I’ll settle the score with you when I get back!"

Li Huowang looked up, sensing the Three Pure Ones once more, and roared with a heart-rending fury: "You think you can rattle me with these trifles? You think I believe a word you say?"

"Ever since I learned you were in league with the Dice, I haven't believed a single syllable! Perhaps these things are true, but can’t the truth be used to deceive? The Dice is a master of such arts! Don't you dare try to trick me!"

Eyes burning with murderous intent, Li Huowang grabbed the secret chains of causality, raised his blood-stained saber, and with all the hatred and malice in his heart, plunged it deep into the entity, piercing it through. "This blade is for Suisui!"

As he ripped the saber out, more secrets erupted from the Three Pure Ones, dissolving into the surrounding sea.

Li Huowang summoned every ounce of his strength and drove the blade into the entity again. "This blade is for Zhuge Yuan!"

Just as he withdrew the saber to strike a third time, he noticed something within the Three Pure Ones—something uncontrollable that was infecting the surroundings.

He did not recognize the other fragments, but one character, "Wang," was hauntingly familiar; it was the piece the Three Pure Ones had stolen from him.

Li Huowang reached out, pushing through the dense thicket of causal chains to grasp that character.

But just as his fingers were about to touch it, the Three Pure Ones tore a massive, writhing chunk of secrets from its own body and shoved it into the body of Ji Zai without hesitation.

The moment those writhing secrets entered Li Huowang, they brought with them a new cognition—a way to perceive the world from a different angle. As he absorbed this, everything around him shifted.

With a sudden rush, the murky liquid turned transparent. Li Huowang’s perception pierced through all illusions, revealing things that had been hidden by his limited understanding.

More importantly, this was not merely an appearance; it was a multi-layered projection!

Having fully absorbed the secrets of the Three Pure Ones, Li Huowang finally saw what lay beneath the surface. It manifested before him and within his mind as a record of incomprehensible images and texts.

"Its face is determined by the rainbow; the primordial silt at the source of the nether, flowing as foam through the depths of the void. Folded in the armpit of the heavens. Its form is a semi-circular wing, covering the three sounds. When observed, one feels a strange sensation, like the starlight of objects; yet there is nothing to behold, for one sees only the void."

This great secret of the Three Pure Ones was the "Elephant" Zhao Shuangdian had spoken of, and the Heaven of Blessed Life he had perceived!

It had always been there; his previous understanding had simply been too shallow to see it.

Li Huowang wanted to act, but he found himself paralyzed. Before this entity, he could not move, and even his thoughts were growing sluggish.

The Heaven of Blessed Life was vast beyond measure, its unimaginable form blanketing the entire sky and earth.

It was moving, pressing toward White Jade Capital at a speed that seemed both agonizingly slow and terrifyingly fast.

As it moved, it shed layers of matter, like useless flakes of dead skin.

Li Huowang saw one such flake, massive and jagged, bristling with black, needle-like teeth, resembling inverted mountains of hollowed-out stone.

Apologies, I have been handling some matters in Shanghai recently. Once I return, I will increase my pace and finish this as soon as possible. The outline for the chapters is essentially set.

(End of this chapter)