Chapter 816: This Sentiment Can Be Cherished as a Memory

Before the conclusion, there was a very short prologue:

“You have finally arrived; you will finally see. Your destiny is yours to break, your path yours to forge!”

This brief passage stunned Chu Feng. What did it mean? These were deities; could they see the future, predicting his presence here? Chu Feng was lost in thought but soon realized that it was likely a general statement, not specifically for him, but for all future gods seeking a way out. He felt he had startled himself. Even if they were gods, how could they have foreseen his appearance here?

Then, he saw the main text, which was the final outcome of the vast, star-like inscriptions covering the entire desolate ground.

“Break the cage of fate, escape predestined destiny, my life after death…”

This single line filled Chu Feng with a sense of tragedy and heroism. He could imagine that during the grand deductions, some individuals had paid a heavy price, all for the sake of finding a path. Perhaps they were experimenting with their own lives, or maybe it involved something else. Later texts mentioned that the deduction process required continuous experimentation, consuming their primordial imprints—marks etched into their soul light, which, once erased, prevented reincarnation. Of course, they weren't sure if true reincarnation existed, but if it did, they were certainly out of luck, as their primordial imprints in the soul light were completely extinguished, making rebirth impossible.

Chu Feng's heart trembled slightly. These gods had gone all out, and their end was bound to be tragic. However, he only knew of Purgatory, the City of Light and Death, and the Path of Reincarnation, which might be artificially created. Chu Feng wasn't sure if a transcendent, natural great cycle of reincarnation truly existed.

“Lesser Six Paths Time Technique!”

Chu Feng looked down, comprehending the results of their deductions: it was a cultivation method.

“Our ancestors possessed the Six Paths Time Technique, which could resolve issues in one’s later years. Alas, our progenitor was hunted by a powerful entity from the Yang Realm, causing this technique to be lost. Our generation’s cultivation methods are incomplete, unable to fully fuse divine particles and the even more terrifying Dao Ancestor substances. This is why we face bizarre transformations and desolate scenes in our old age.”

Chu Feng’s heart pounded as he read carefully, discovering that in the earliest times of the Ferocious Beast Plateau, there was a unique art called the Six Paths Time Technique. It was complete and allowed cultivation without hidden dangers. It was only after its loss that cultivators in this realm suffered terribly, becoming entangled with strange substances and spirits in their later years, leading to desolate ends. These individuals were engaged in deductions, attempting to restore the Six Paths Time Technique. While it might sound profound, it was ultimately just an extraordinary art, yet the most ultimate one, and according to ancient gods, it had no side effects.

Chu Feng gasped. How terrifying must those who cultivated this extraordinary art have been back then? Their strength would skyrocket, and they wouldn’t have to worry about decline and desolation in their later years. It was conceivable that this realm could not help but be powerful; it could absolutely rise with force!

“Ultimately hunted by a powerful entity from the Yang Realm…” A chill ran through Chu Feng’s heart. He had already taken the terrifying nature of the Yang Realm seriously enough, but now, it seemed he had still underestimated it. The waters of the Yang Realm were deeper than he had imagined; even a progenitor-level figure of this realm, who mastered the Six Paths Time Technique, had been eradicated. This was truly terrifying.

He looked further down; there was main text and also annotations. Later, during an exceptionally glorious period, the gods of this realm united and once again attacked the Yang Realm, hoping to retrieve their progenitor’s bones and obtain the Six Paths Time Technique. Unfortunately, they failed. None returned; all perished in battle. In fact, this very campaign was what Maiden Xi had mentioned: the Fallen Land’s massive invasion of the Yang Realm, which had once overturned a corner of it and massacred various sects. However, a mighty figure emerged, leading disciples and friends, and utterly annihilated them. Chu Feng did not know what Maiden Xi had mentioned, but from the current records, he could imagine the determination and tragic end of that group of people.

“Perhaps the Yang Realm also feared the Six Paths Time Technique, so they eradicated it early on.” Chu Feng speculated on the reason why the progenitor-level figure of this realm was hunted down. The deduction performed by these gods aimed to restore the Six Paths Time Technique! Its principle wasn’t actually very complex: it required six perfectly refined extraordinary arts to be effectively combined, and together, they could reproduce the Six Paths Time Technique. Here, these individuals discovered the extraordinary arts of the Sun God and others, considering them top-tier. They then attempted to deduce them, hoping to recreate the flawless ancestral technique.

The process of arrangement was quite terrifying because the extraordinary arts required soul light to activate, especially when all six were combined. Any error would be extremely dreadful. Even a slight mistake would consume the primordial imprints in the soul light, ultimately leading to a tragic death without the possibility of reincarnation. Therefore, the cost of this deduction was too great. Each experiment these gods undertook was a gamble with their lives, and a tragic end was already predetermined.

Chu Feng saw six incomplete corpses here. In fact, according to the annotations, twenty-one deities were supposed to have participated, but some ultimately disintegrated completely, leaving no material trace. Chu Feng gasped. The price these gods paid for their deductions and experiments was truly enormous. In the end, they only obtained a crude conclusion, with flaws and imperfections, awaiting refinement by future generations. They named it the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique.

Chu Feng observed it for a long time but dared not use it. Although this deduction project was grand, its conclusions still had flaws. Chu Feng felt he was not yet in his later years, still had plenty of good time ahead, and had no obligation to die as a martyr here. However, the description of the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique made him quite yearn for it. Even with its flaws, it was astonishing, capable of rapidly capturing divine particles and fusing Dao Ancestor substances with higher efficiency! Furthermore, during combat, it could directly refine opponents, growing stronger with each battle. If a supreme strike were unleashed, the enemy would wither and turn to dust, while the practitioner would instantly evolve and their strength would increase.

Chu Feng found this quite perverse because this cultivation method was too bizarre, even chilling. There was a reason why the earliest practitioners in this realm were annihilated. Such a method was too defiant of heaven; presumably, even the heavens couldn’t tolerate it, as it harmed the harmony of nature. Chu Feng dared not practice it, so he could only silently memorize it, planning to study it later if the opportunity arose.

“After these people arrived in this new world, they surely weren’t just looking for a few suitable burial plots, were they?” Chu Feng did not linger. He set off again, looking for the path ahead, to see if other deities had left any traces or valuable items. As he traveled, he followed the direction indicated by the scattered divine corpses on the ground, and along the way, he continued to see glowing bloodstains and other signs—all from gods who had perished midway.

Finally, he approached the end, about five thousand *li* further! This new world was merely a small space. After emerging from the stone mill-disc portal, it was only a little over five thousand *li* before reaching the chaotic region. From afar, he saw lightning and thunder, and heard the furious roar of chaotic gales. It was a realm of laws, terrifying to the extreme; its divine might filled Chu Feng with dread. He felt that such power was enough to execute gods! This was not mere chaotic qi, but a truly dense chaotic zone, accompanied by the most primordial laws and order. The lightning, storms, and other phenomena were manifestations of cosmic rules, shimmering with symbols!

“It seems this small space is merely a crevice between two great worlds. I’ve arrived at the true location of the cosmic boundary wall.” Ancient texts recorded that the great cosmic boundary wall was exceptionally terrifying, with thunderous storms like waterfalls and immortal light like a sea. It could easily destroy beings at the Heaven-Illuminating level. Without a proper path, attempting to force one’s way through would be certain death!

Then, Chu Feng saw large patches of blood here: silver, gold, blue... every color imaginable, vibrant and colorful, all divine blood. More deities had perished here. A quick glance shocked Chu Feng; he saw at least hundreds of corpses strewn across the area. He was speechless. Could even gods die in such numbers, in droves? However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. Over the long ages, gods emerged in every generation, so accumulating over time, this number was certainly vast. Moreover, this certainly wasn’t all; at the very least, many gods had traversed the chaos and fought their way in, not leaving their corpses outside. As the chaos surged and the lightning laws appeared, Chu Feng could even see fractured bones and incomplete hands of deities surfacing within the dense chaos—they had been shredded!

When the evolutionary civilization of a world reached its end, with no way out, the fate of these trailblazers was truly tragic. They were pioneers, and also those who faced catastrophe. Chu Feng fell silent. He wondered if his own Yin Realm universe would eventually meet a similar fate, as the absence of Yang Qi seemed to imply no way out. Excluding the gods who entered the chaos, there were hundreds of remains just outside. Chu Feng searched carefully, believing there should be something more important here. After all, dozens of deities in the stone forest had brought him rich rewards, let alone this final resting place. Even with the light of the talisman paper patterns on him, Chu Feng had no intention of entering the chaos. He felt that would be seeking death. The black talisman paper was suitable for the Path of Reincarnation, but not necessarily for the god-slaying thunder laws here.

“Huh?!” He noticed something unusual. Hundreds of deities had seemingly formed two circles, leaving behind extensive traces. Indeed, there was “big news” here. There were also deductions here, as intricate as constellations, covering a large area. Deities from different eras had almost never met each other, yet they continued to do the same thing.

Chu Feng examined the first deduction site, which expounded a method of liberation proposed by the Goddess of Heavenly Secrets. After her deductions, she presented an idea, leaving it for future generations to perfect. “Retain the primordial imprint, condense one’s essence, traverse the chaos, undergo the baptism of power left from the Creation Era, sever all strange substances, and thus attain liberation.” That was the general idea of the method, but it was too difficult to implement and hard to succeed. Because that strange substance was thoroughly fused with one’s being, inseparable. Unless one’s self was destroyed, it could not be separated or washed away. Later gods supplemented, further perfected, and deduced it, finally finding a path: to use one’s body as a seed, enveloping the power of the divine path, to undergo a form of nirvana. This was not the rebirth of oneself, but the rebirth of a divine position. However, doing so also left a sliver of hope for themselves: when someone inherited their divine position, many years later, that deity might have a chance to revive.

But upon reading this, Chu Feng’s heart was shaken. This was a method devised by many deities, who wished to escape the strange crisis at the end of the evolutionary path and avoid a desolate old age. But why did it feel somewhat familiar to him? He thought of a place: weren’t there divine positions there too? He continued reading, and indeed, it finally mentioned that if one were lucky enough to successfully cross the boundary wall by traversing the chaos, there was a shattered universe beyond.

“The shattered universe within chaos!” Chu Feng suddenly realized. Then, he was astonished. So that’s how it was! In the universe he came from, there had always been various rumors about the shattered chaotic universe, as the two realms were adjacent and had some passages. Not long ago, there was also big news about the emergence of the War God Palace in that shattered universe, where divine positions appeared, causing a huge sensation and attracting countless evolutionaries to compete for them. At this moment, cold sweat broke out on Chu Feng’s back, and his heart turned cold. So, this was how the various divine positions in the shattered chaotic universe came into being! Moreover, it was rumored that throughout these long ages, divine positions had appeared more than once, seized by the ancestors of some super-powers, giving rise to deities.

“Divine positions are not necessarily safe. Besides whether the gray substances are thoroughly cleansed, the mere possibility of the original deity having a chance to revive is terrifying enough.” Chu Feng was amazed. He had not expected such a connection between the world of the Ferocious Beast Plateau, his own world, and the shattered chaotic universe. These worlds were adjacent to each other, not too far apart, and all belonged to the Yin Realm! Chu Feng did not wish to emulate this method of condensing flesh, blood, and soul light essence to create divine positions and transform one’s body into a seed. He merely silently memorized it, intending to ponder it later, perhaps to research other things.

Then, he went to the other side to view an even grander deduction. There were more divine corpses here. “Hmm?!” He showed joy. This was a continuation of the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique, a further deduction. Evidently, this group of gods had also discovered those inscriptions when passing through the stone forest. Before entering the chaos, some were too severely injured and had become too weak to continue their journey, so they performed deductions here to further develop that extraordinary art. Just by sight, there were hundreds of divine corpses; it was likely that even more people had participated!

Chu Feng studied it meticulously, taking several days and nights to finish. The conclusions drawn by the deities here were relatively more complete and at least viable for practice. This would not cause harm to oneself! They had not managed to restore the Six Paths Time Technique. However, the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique deduced by the gods was already quite substantial and relatively mature.

At this moment, Chu Feng was excited and joyful. He immediately began to try it, step by step, dividing his soul light into six parts, each carrying an extraordinary art. Each of the six extraordinary arts occupied a portion of soul light. Then, as he activated them, in an instant, the six soul lights rotated, like chanting scriptures or prayer wheels, emitting a terrifying pressure. Unfortunately, there were no suitable test subjects here, so he couldn't strip away divine particles and Dao Ancestor substances. Chu Feng certainly dared not use it on those divine corpses; the gray substances contained within were too terrifying, he could barely avoid them as it was.

According to the gods’ deductions, the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique could strip away eighty percent of a target’s divine particles, and the absorbed Dao Ancestor substances would also significantly increase. In fact, the most powerful aspect of divine-level extraordinary arts was their ability to absorb Dao Ancestor substances, which was the fundamental distinction from intermediate, advanced, and super extraordinary arts. Unfortunately, even the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique deduced by the gods still couldn’t quantify Dao Ancestor substances; it was impossible to say how much could be absorbed at once. That substance was invisible and intangible even to deities; they could only sense its existence. According to records, only the true Six Paths Time Technique could quantify Dao Ancestor substances during absorption.

Clang, clang, clang!

Chu Feng activated the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique again, and it actually siphoned a lot of Yang Qi, which entered his soul light, making him feel warm and nourishing his spiritual body. The six fragments of soul light rotated, resembling six sword lights rising together, and also like prayer wheels spinning. It was very mysterious, emitting terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations.

“I can’t call it ‘Lesser Six Paths Time Technique.’ If I do, those on the Ferocious Beast Plateau will immediately know what it is, and if a powerful entity from the Yang Realm finds out and we meet, they’ll surely destroy me.” Chu Feng decided to rename it.

As he walked around, he found that many deities had left last words before dying. Some lamented the cruelty of heaven and earth, and that the path of evolution had been severed. Others swore that if there was an afterlife, they would definitely re-plan their cultivation path, break fate, invade the Yang Realm, and seek an explanation. Many other deities reminisced about the past like mortals, regretting missing important people in their lives: lovers who died young, childhood sweethearts they couldn’t be with, friends made in hardship. Unfortunately, after they became gods, those people had already died before them. At the same time, Chu Feng noticed that these deities increasingly believed in fatalism as they aged, growing suspicious of so-called evolution.

“As much laughter in early days, so much sorrow and tears later on.”

“The carefree spirit of youth, the great sorrow of old age. Alone, I look up, and scene after scene of tragedy unfolds in my heart.”

Chu Feng was astonished. How could these deities be like ordinary people, ultimately passing away with melancholy, not like aloof and emotionless gods high above? Finally, after some thought, looking at the messages left by these deities, he directly gave the Lesser Six Paths Time Technique a new name: "This Sentiment Can Await Remembrance." Because he felt this name resonated with the sentiments of many of the gods. However, if others knew, they would probably be speechless. If Ouyang Feng were here, he would surely shout: “What the hell kind of poetic name is that? It just meant ‘lost in bewilderment’ at the time!”

“No, I have to go back!” Chu Feng suddenly realized an extremely serious problem. He had stayed in this world for several days and nights; how many years had passed on the Ferocious Beast Plateau?! “Oh no!” He wished he had wings on his ribs, to instantly teleport back. One must know that there was a saying in the Great Dream Pure Land about “a hundred years of enlightenment in one night.” Had several hundred years passed now?!