Conferred Gods: Poor Taoist Xiao Sheng, casual cultivators also have human rights

Chapter 114 Transformed into the most powerful magical power - the golden pupil that can break through the void!
So, he did not resist and let this force pull him along. In an instant, his soul was like a rainbow, as if he had crossed endless time and space and suddenly found himself in a vast and boundless space.

Looking up, you will see a majestic river flowing endlessly across the sky and earth, majestic and awe-inspiring.

The river is surging, and every wave contains a magnificent era. Countless lives rise and fall in it, firmly controlled by the thread of fate until the end.

Obviously, this is the core of the legendary primitive world - the River of Destiny, which controls the fate of all living things in the world!
In the final analysis, the purpose of spiritual practice is to break free from the shackles of this long river of fate and achieve true self-mastery.

In this vast river of fate, every cultivator is like a fish swimming hard in the river. No matter how powerful they are, they can never escape the shackles of the river. Only when they have cultivated to a very high level and have full wings can they leap into the air, jump out of the river, soar above the water, and rise above fate. This is the realm of the Golden Immortal that everyone dreams of!

Once one reaches Daluo, it means eternal immortality, freedom and ease, without any constraints.

Xiao Sheng stared at the vast river of fate in front of him, and a myriad of thoughts surged in his mind. Since ancient times, how many creatures in the prehistoric world have struggled hard in this river of fate, just to seek a glimmer of hope for transcendence. However, how many people can truly successfully break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, and jump out of the long river?

He couldn't help but cast his gaze toward the upper reaches of the river, where he saw a series of shocking scenes: there was Kunpeng flapping its wings and soaring into the sky; there was a vast sea of ​​blood that could not be exhausted at a glance; there were ginseng fruit trees taking root, with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun... These were the marks left by those who had reached the realm of Daluo or even surpassed Daluo.

Further upstream, the scene became even more shocking, waves of terrifying auras swept in like a tide, almost covering the entire river of fate. There, bitter bamboo and innate Gengjin Bodhi shone brightly, a peerless beauty stood on the waves, and three mysterious figures sat side by side, one of whom had a sword-like aura, one was proud and unyielding, and one was extraordinary and otherworldly. There was no doubt that these were the prominent figures of the six saints of the prehistoric world.

However, they were not the most eye-catching existence. Above them, there was a purple cricket emitting a tremendous momentum and a emerald green willow tree that reached the sky and the earth. The cricket was surrounded by a fierce aura, which was completely different from the impression of Hongjun who was detached from the world and had no sorrow or joy; and the willow tree was undoubtedly the incarnation of one of the Chaos Demon Gods, the Space Demon God Yangmei.

"Hongjun and Yangmei are indeed worthy of their reputation!" Xiao Sheng's heart surged, and he was shocked. According to rumors in the prehistoric world, Hongjun was originally a cricket, so how could he release such a frightening and murderous aura? This is very different from the image of him who is detached from the world and ruthless. As for Yangmei, his existence further confirmed the long-standing speculation in the prehistoric world that this Chaos Demon God is not only alive, but may even have been promoted to the top powerhouse in the prehistoric world!
At this moment, although those marks exude earth-shaking power, there is still a layer of faint brilliance looming above them. For some marks, this layer of brilliance is even stronger.

If you look carefully, you can see that the imprints are of different shapes: there is the Golden Crow wearing golden armor and shining brightly; there is the towering Ancestral Witch with powerful energy and blood... They are all well-known and powerful figures in the history of the prehistoric times. Although they have fallen, the imprints of their heroic souls will still be immortal in this long river of fate.

Those things engraved on the long river of fate trembled slightly like living things, as if they wanted to reunite and return to the world. However, under the suppression of the hazy halo, they were unable to move at all.

"Is this the reason why the path of return of those deceased powerful people is blocked? Who exactly is this power?" Xiao Sheng asked himself in a low voice.

Before this, a mystery always lingered in his mind: Why in the prehistoric world, once a cultivator was promoted to the realm of Daluo Jinxian, he could not be resurrected?

Logically speaking, the Golden Immortal is above the long river of fate and theoretically has infinite life. Even if he dies, he can still go upstream with the mark of life in the long river!

However, this phenomenon never happened.

At this moment, the answer seems obvious - all the marks are firmly suppressed by a force!
Just thinking about this situation is enough to make one's back chilled and hair stand on end.

You must know that the prehistoric world has gone through countless years of baptism.

From the Age of Ferocious Beasts, the First Catastrophe of Dragon and Han Dynasty, to the War between Wizards and Liches, how many peerless powerful people were born during this period!
To seal and suppress the life marks of these powerful men one by one, what kind of magnificent and terrifying power is needed to do it? It's terrifying to think about it carefully.

Xiao Sheng couldn't help but look up and cast his gaze towards the source of the long river of destiny.

There, clouds and mist rolled in, obscuring all sights and making it impossible to see anything.

But Xiao Sheng did not give up. He immediately activated his great magical power of "seeing through walls" to penetrate the fog and peek into the depths. However, he only went a few feet deep and made no further progress.

He has cultivated the great power of "seeing through walls" to the extreme, but he is still unable to break through the fog.

"Perhaps, I can try to comprehend this magical power again. When I was practicing 'Knowing the Future', a mutation occurred and it turned into the 'Eye of Time'. Although it was the feedback power of the system that caused such a change, now I am a primary Chaos Demon God, and I have condensed the three flowers on the top of the twelfth level. It should not be difficult to cause a mutation again." Xiao Sheng calculated in his mind and decided to study "Seeing Through Walls" in depth.

He was so eager to get a glimpse of the secret of the source of the long river of destiny.

Suddenly, his soul burst out with dazzling golden light, almost illuminating the surrounding river of fate. Thousands of thoughts jumped and intertwined in it, and the collisions formed amazing lightning flashes, which were densely packed like a sea of ​​thunder, completely surrounding Xiao Sheng.

Now that Xiao Sheng’s aptitude is so strong, it is easy for him to touch the laws of the great Dao.

In an instant, the ability to "see through walls" that had reached its peak underwent a transformation, and a new understanding emerged. A golden eye instantly lit up at the center of Xiao Sheng's brows, as if it could see through fate and understand the past and the future.

"It's done!"

Xiao Sheng was overjoyed.

The insight through the wall suddenly changed and transformed into the most powerful magical power - the golden pupil that can break through the void!
The Golden Eyes that can see through the void are the unique secret skill of the future Fighting Saint Buddha Sun Wukong. They can see through almost everything and are incredibly powerful. No one expected that the ability to see through walls could reach this level. It is truly a rare divine eye in the world.

"Buzz!"

Xiao Sheng did not hesitate and immediately activated his golden pupil, releasing a dazzling golden light that stretched for thousands of miles, pointing directly to the source of the long river of destiny.

At this moment, the fog no longer blocked his vision, allowing him to glimpse what was deep in the fog. It was a gigantic ball of light that towered above the long river of fate. It was like the scorching sun hanging above the heads of all living beings in the ancient world, constantly surging with boundless and majestic power.

The moment he caught a glimpse of this terrifying ball of light, a flood of information poured into Xiao Sheng's mind, which eventually condensed into two words:
Heaven!

(End of this chapter)