Chapter 151: The End of Time
Three hundred and fifty thousand years into the Revived Great Age.
The injuries inflicted upon the Primordial Chaos Divine Physique by the aura of Dao Extremity still had not healed.
Yet now that he possessed the mysterious estate, he feared no enemy.
Among all the immortal treasures of the age, none could compare to the estate’s might.
Even grievously wounded, no one could take his title as the strongest.
The entire world knew this.
The Primordial Chaos Divine Physique possessed a supreme estate.
Its immortal might was unrivaled.
No one could stand against it.
Over the years, he had tried to comprehend the mysteries hidden within the estate.
Unfortunately, the gap between his realm and its origin was simply too vast.
How could he possibly gain any insight?
This was the power of the Myriad Daos.
The might of Dao Extremity.
A mere Lesser Transcendence cultivator had no hope of grasping its mysteries.
One day, two figures came seeking him.
The moment he sensed their unfathomable cultivation, his expression turned grave.
He had never imagined that such experts still existed in this age.
One wore black robes.
The other was concealed within endless immortal light.
Their pressure alone was enough to shake the Three Thousand Worlds.
Their cultivation far surpassed even the White-Robed Venerable.
"What brings the two of you here?"
Neither answered.
They attacked immediately.
Without hesitation, the Primordial Chaos Divine Physique swung the estate at them.
The two figures instantly became alert and moved to seize it.
The power of Oblivion and streams of flowing time swept forward.
Their intentions could not have been more obvious.
"Hmph!"
The Primordial Chaos Divine Physique snorted coldly.
"Dream on!"
He understood the estate’s power better than anyone.
Only overwhelming physical force could move it.
No Divine Power could truly affect it.
As expected, neither Oblivion nor temporal currents could carry the estate away.
No matter what techniques they used, it remained completely unmoved.
As the estate descended toward them, its terrifying Dao aura pressed down like heaven itself.
The two were forced to retreat.
Carrying the estate on his shoulder, the Primordial Chaos Divine Physique seemed invincible.
One man suppressed two Lesser Transcendence experts so thoroughly that they dared not meet him head-on.
The power of the Myriad Daos.
The might of Dao Extremity.
They were only Lesser Transcendence cultivators.
How could they possibly withstand the estate?
Their powers of Oblivion and Time were completely ineffective.
After a brief but fierce battle, the two retreated.
They never appeared again.
Four hundred thousand years into the Revived Great Age.
One day, the estate suddenly changed.
An unimaginably terrifying Dao aura erupted from within.
The Primordial Chaos Divine Physique shuddered.
His scalp went numb.
"There’s someone inside the estate?!"
He immediately retreated, not daring to approach.
Only then did he realize how reckless he had been all these years.
At the same time, curiosity surged within him.
Who exactly was inside?
Thinking back to that peerless sword strike above the River of Time, a scene he could never forget, a suspicion slowly formed in his mind.
Buzz.
Countless powers of Dao Extremity spread outward.
Just a single trace of that aura made the Primordial Chaos Divine Physique’s expression change dramatically.
He was slammed to the ground without the slightest ability to resist.
Unable to move even a finger.
Inside the estate.
The Myriad Daos intertwined.
Every single one had been pushed to its ultimate limit.
[Cultivation Increased]
[Realm: Immortal Layer 360]
One million four hundred thousand years.
At long last, Caelum had pushed every Dao under his control to the absolute pinnacle of existence.
He had reached the ultimate summit of the Myriad Daos.
Even without the power of Myriad Daos as One, he was already invincible across all ages.
No opponent remained.
He himself had become the ultimate peak of existence.
[Immortal Realm Complete]
[Achievement Unlocked: Dao Severing Art]
"Good."
"That saves me quite a bit of effort."
The Dao Severing Art was exactly what its name implied.
It could sever all Daos.
One’s own Dao.
Or the Dao of heaven and earth.
It was the ultimate art.
Without it, taking the final step would have required considerably more effort.
"It’s time to end everything."
He stepped out of the estate.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, the Primordial Chaos Divine Physique struggled with all his strength to raise his head.
He failed.
Under the crushing pressure, even his Divine Physique began to crack apart.
Just a trace of aura possessed such terrifying power.
The Primordial Chaos Divine Physique could not imagine how powerful the person inside the estate truly was.
He had already transcended the River of Time.
Yet he could not even withstand a single strand of that aura.
As Caelum emerged from the estate, an indescribable force descended.
It felt like the greatest terror in existence.
Crack!
Instantly, countless fractures spread across the Primordial Chaos Divine Physique.
He was on the verge of complete destruction.
Then, suddenly, the terrifying aura vanished.
The Primordial Chaos Divine Physique looked up.
Caelum was already gone.
Only the lingering pressure throughout heaven and earth proved that what had just happened was real.
His face turned pale.
His Dao heart trembled violently.
In the end, he never confirmed his suspicion.
He never learned whether the figure inside the estate was truly the same person he had seen above the River of Time.
Caelum took a single step.
He arrived upon the River of Time.
In an instant, he crossed endless ages and distances, walking downstream until he reached its very end.
At the end of the River of Time stood four figures.
They stood upon the river itself.
Behind them stretched only emptiness.
A void where all paths had already ended.
Four cultivators of Dao Extremity.
One wore black robes.
One shone with boundless immortal light.
One was surrounded by violet energy.
One bore a great wheel upon his back.
Every face was familiar to Caelum.
The black-robed figure was Cloudvault.
The one wrapped in immortal light was Moonchaser.
The one surrounded by violet energy was Wyrmvine.
And the figure carrying the great wheel needed no introduction.
It was Vaelor.
The four did not attack immediately.
They all understood the truth.
Now that Caelum had reached the ultimate extremity of the Myriad Daos, the four of them together were no match for him.
Just as in the days when they cultivated at Skyreach Monastery, Wyrmvine and the others remained deeply respectful.
Upon seeing Caelum, the three spoke in unison.
"Master."
Countless years had passed.
Of the ten disciples, only three had ultimately transcended the River of Time and reached Dao Extremity.
Now they stood here once more before their master.
Yet under entirely different circumstances.
Caelum nodded with satisfaction.
Then he asked,
"If you intend to obstruct my path, why do you not attack?"
"Master."
Cloudvault no longer resembled the Oblivion Immortal Emperor.
For a moment, he seemed once again like the arrogant youth who feared neither heaven nor earth.
He looked at Caelum and asked,
"Must the Great Dao truly be severed?"
"I’ve never cared about the fate of all living beings."
"But if you destroy the Myriad Daos, then Senior Brother Jadewind, Senior Sister Stillwater, and the others will never be able to return through reincarnation."
Caelum’s Dao heart remained unmoved.
With a gesture, Bladeleaf flew from the end of time and settled into his hand.
Then he spoke calmly.
"This is my Dao."
"If the Myriad Daos are not destroyed, how can I attain true freedom and Great Transcendence?"
"No one can obstruct my path."
"..."
"..."
Wyrmvine and Moonchaser fell silent.
Their journey upstream through the River of Time had never been about killing Caelum.
They had only wanted to change his Dao.
To prevent the destruction of the Myriad Daos.
To avoid the end that awaited heaven and earth.
Unfortunately, Caelum was far more terrifying than they had ever imagined.
His strength surpassed theirs.
His schemes surpassed theirs.
Their attempt had been doomed from the beginning.
