Chapter 629: One Who Wholeheartedly Seeks the Dao Will Surely Be Favored by the Dao!

“This aura,” Dao Changsheng murmured, lost in a daze.

He recalled the most ancient era. Back then, heaven and earth shattered, and a vague, colossal figure approached, saying, “Yes, it’s a new era again.”

The incredibly familiar aura also reminded Ermin of the earliest times, the mythological Babylonian Wizard Kingdom, which similarly marked a world-changing transformation.

She gazed intently, looking at a world where time was frozen like amber.

With a ripple.

In the distance, ripples swept forth. A colossal, ten-thousand-foot-tall giant, like an ancient, everlasting miracle, approached. Its entire body glowed with a faint white-gold light, emanating an inexplicable sense of holiness and purity.

Boom!

The minds of all living beings throughout the world were suddenly shaken.

All the deities present struggled to turn their heads, in vain.

A faint click...

Their head movements were almost impossibly slow, like slow-motion frames in a film, creating an unsettling sensation.

The profound sensation of time and life freezing stretched boundlessly like an ocean, vast and limitless, instantly compelling reverence as if they were witnessing the one true God in heaven and on earth.

“How many times has it been...”

“Exactly how many times...”

Ermin choked up, gazing excitedly at the colossal figure from thousands of years ago.

At this moment, she felt as if she had traversed the long river of time, journeying back to antiquity, to the final years when the Babylonian Wizard era first ended.

The land was shattered.

She and Medusa had lain dormant, sleeping across the ocean, the last two wizards of the old era. These former rivals and sworn enemies cried and laughed together, as a vast ancient mythical giant slowly approached. Medusa ran wildly, barefoot, across the mountains and land...

“Even though it’s not the first time I’ve seen it, it’s truly magnificent.”

She murmured, still remembering being at the bottom of the ocean then.

“Looking back through history, there was Gilgamesh of Sumerian civilization, the Wizard Kingdom of Babylonian myth... and now, today, it’s the third time. Is this another pivotal point in an era?”

“The Six Realms Era?”

Her eyes suddenly pierced through time and space, settling upon the fading figure of the Dao Monarch, a woman of cold elegance and unparalleled beauty in white robes.

She couldn’t help but smile with blessings, unable to suppress her envy and good wishes.

“When you fell, extraordinary phenomena appeared; heaven and earth mourned for you, and all things wept. Even the Creator God personally came to bid you farewell. What an immense honor that is...

Your arrival in this world symbolized the dawn of an era, and your departure from this world symbolizes its end.

You contended with nothing—not all things, not heaven and earth, not benefits, not power—but solely sought the Dao, communing with nature, plants, and flowers in the deep mountains, possessing a pure, clear heart. Though I, too, am temperate in desires, your realm is still a height I could never reach in my lifetime...”

“One who devotes themselves to the Dao will surely be favored by the Dao.”

She gazed intently, filled with emotion and shock, at the entity that symbolized the “Dao” itself, the ultimate, the abstract essence of the multiverse’s chaos.

The seeker of the Dao had finally awaited the Dao’s farewell.

A lifetime of pure desires and temperance had finally received its due reward.

She paused slightly, then understood.

“It is because one does not contend that no one in the world can contend with them.”

The world was completely frozen.

Only a few of the most ancient deities had ever witnessed or known of this phenomenon; the remaining gods watched in shock as the mysterious giant approached step by step.

They were like statues, frozen in an incredibly slow flow of time, unable to move, unable even to control their own life and death.

They experienced the great terror between life and death, the panic of not being in control of their own existence. When had they last felt such a thing? Only in their weakest moments, before they became gods, did they harbor such fear and reverence.

So, what kind of cosmic phenomenon was this?

Or perhaps... an eternal being from an ancient era had descended?

They couldn’t help but burst forth with questions.

Their recent pride was shattered; only then did they feel utterly minuscule and pathetic.

They suddenly felt like cicadas in the soil, emerging after seventeen years of dormancy to witness a brilliant world, an entire clear summer sky.

They saw the vastness of the world, and their own weakness and ignorance.

Ridiculous...

How utterly ridiculous were they??

Perhaps ignorance was not the original sin that destroyed them, but arrogance was.

Yet, before their eyes, if this truly was some primordial existence, terrifyingly capable of freezing the entire world’s time just by appearing... In comparison, they were more willing to believe it was some natural law.

Like wind, fire, thunder, lightning, mirages, and other natural phenomena—an anomaly formed by the aggregation of nature’s laws.

“It must be a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth, descending across worlds for the Dao Monarch’s demise.”

At this moment, Hu Rennong’s face showed no fear or surprise; it was as calm as ever. Though there was great terror in the realm of life and death, he felt no alarm at being frozen, only a sense of no regrets.

“From ancient times, humans observed the myriad wonders of the surrounding world—lightning and thunder, collapsing skies and sinking earth—and thus believed there were primordial deities in heaven and earth... In ancient times, we feared wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, but gradually understood their patterns, and then became gods ourselves, becoming those ancient deities. Today, we are astonished by new natural phenomena, and our lack of understanding merely reflects our insufficient realm.”

“To the vast universe and myriad worlds, we are still like pathetic natives confined to a corner,” Bai Xiaosheng nodded in agreement. The two erudite deities exchanged thoughts, filled with emotion.

“Thus, it’s clear how vast the world is, beyond our reach! Beyond our world are myriad other worlds, and various mysterious phenomena, which naturally operate according to their own set of laws and principles.”

“The Dao Monarch’s demise, just with its accompanying phenomena, is an immense stroke of luck! We are glimpsing a new, supreme realm, a half-step Ninth-Tier. Perhaps we can gain a partial insight into higher domains.”

“But how could it be at the Heavenly Emperor level?”

“What profound meaning does this hold?”

Even the Blood Emperor’s face flashed with divine light. Their eyes burned, fixed intently on the distance!

For them, this was a rare experience of approaching the Dao, allowing them to perceive “truth.”

Their ardent desire to seek the Dao was ignited!

They suddenly realized the Dao Monarch’s path was correct: to single-mindedly pursue the Dao, disregarding worldly splendor. They had wasted too much time on cultivation, their hearts veiled by the mundane world.

The fact that the Dao Monarch received such immense honor and various cosmic phenomena before her death was proof enough of many things....

Time was completely still.

At this very moment, Xu Zhi, walking through his own cellar after a long time, found it surprisingly warm. “The wizard land above ground is too cold, comfortably cool. But stepping into my own cellar, there’s a distinct temperature difference... However, this cellar temperature is suitable for fermentation.”

He stepped onto the lush green mountains and lands, gazing at the frozen deities, who floated in mid-air like tiny, exquisite mosquitoes.

Xu Zhi’s gaze fell upon a particular spot before him.

Inside the Dao Monarch’s divine body, Sheila, Lin Hongfeng, and others looked up, utterly terrified and numb upon seeing the immense, heaven-reaching holy giant.

“What kind of being is that?”

“It’s too terrifying.”

“Could it be some deity’s secret weapon, come to contend for the Dao Monarch’s divine body?”

They exchanged words.

Suddenly, Sheila spoke, recalling the history of ancient times, the Sumerian myths told by Emperor Messiah, the ancient hero-king...

“A ten-thousand-foot-tall giant...? It’s God... The Creator God!”

Sheila cried out abruptly, remembering the oldest legends of the world.

“What?!” Everyone was instantly dumbfounded.

The Creator... a deity who created worlds. Just its arrival caused time throughout the entire world to halt, as if a flowing river had suddenly become stuck.

Such a metaphysical, supernatural and terrifying phenomenon, approaching high-dimensional divine power, was difficult to imagine even for those who had broken through to the Ninth-Tier of deities.

“Wait... I understand.”

Lin Hongfeng also suddenly cried out, overwhelmed with excitement, “Sisters, according to the ancient records, the Dao Monarch descended to open the heavens at the command of some ancient being... Could it be *this*?!”

“Did the Dao Monarch perhaps arrive at the will of the Creator God? Now, her mission in this life is complete—is it time to take her away?!”

Someone’s eyes burst forth with brilliant light.

The most excited ones were the small animals, led by Little Deer.

Although they had not yet taken human form, they could speak human words and were already pillars of the demon realm, even considered Sixth-Tier or even Heavenly Emperor-level powerhouses in the outside world.

Little Deer joyfully exclaimed to her companions, “We were just saying she was abandoned after helping open the heavens! And now, it’s actually descended! The Dao Monarch’s mission is complete!”

“I told you, someone as good as the Dao Monarch would surely...” A small animal began to wail, tears streaming uncontrollably.