novelnext Chapter 614 - 613: Saint’s Reward Arrives, Confucius Notices [First Update]
Chapter 614 - 613: Saint’s Reward Arrives, Confucius Notices [First Update]
It was only at this moment that he finally understood why even an invincible figure like the Ancestral Master Shangqing would fall.
The battlefield was truly terrifying, so terrifying that it exceeded Lin Heng’s imagination.
At the same time, he also felt confused about his current situation.
"I do not belong to this world, nor do I understand the Time Rule."
"How will I return?"
He looked around blankly, realizing he had no power to influence time and space; in this ancient history, he was like someone flipping through a book.
Existing only from an observer’s viewpoint.
Though he was still alive,
he felt lonelier than if he were dead.
No one could hear his voice, nor could anyone notice his presence.
He was in this world, yet independent of heaven and earth.
"Do I still have a chance to go back?"
"Or am I forever trapped in this era?"
Confusion filled Lin Heng’s face; the sight of the ruined world around him deepened his sense of loss.
Kong Sheng, who had personally traversed the river of time to reach this ancient history, felt a similar inner turmoil at that moment.
Even though he had only seen the tip of the iceberg in the battlefield,
he understood many unknown secrets.
This sage, who vowed to be a teacher for all ages and believed in learning and practicing constantly, began to doubt his resolve for the first time.
With a complex gaze, he overlooked the world, and countless living beings withered like flowers before his eyes.
Instinctively, he wanted to save them, but rationality held him back as he dared not intervene in this time and space, unable to bear the consequences!
A Saint.
Even he was engulfed in confusion.
Moreover, this Saint did not know that in this ancient history, beside him, there was another newcomer.
Both were lost in their confusion.
The difference was that one was confused about future choices,
while the other was confused about their circumstances.
[Ding!]
Suddenly, a crisp mechanical voice rang in Lin Heng’s mind.
Jolted from his daze, light finally shone in his dull eyes.
"Ah Xi!"
Lin Heng felt the urge to cry; in this lonely, hopeless place, the system’s notification was like reuniting with an old friend, rekindling hope and excitement within him.
The next second, a thrilling prompt sounded.
[Congratulations to the host, for successfully slaying a Saint and receiving the reward: Thousand Threads of Saint’s Breath!]
"Finally!" Lin Heng clenched his fists, blood seeping out where his nails dug into his flesh from clenching too hard.
His excitement stemmed not only from the reward,
but also from the fact that the Venerable Emperor Chong’en was truly dead.
This meant that even if the century term arrived, only Tathagata would act against the Daoist Celestial Court.
He believed Yang Jian, with the Celestial Court’s fortune, could withstand a Saint.
At least, not be quickly annihilated.
As the reward prompt appeared,
a special power began to pour into Lin Heng’s Celestial Spirit.
At the same time, his body seemed to transform into a chaotic furnace.
His blood poured, his bones sublimated, his flesh and bones roared, countless scriptures reflected on Lin Heng’s body surface, a myriad of Dao Roaring inside him.
Thread after thread of the Saint’s Breath emerged in Lin Heng’s limbs and bones.
They surged,
like dragons swimming across the universe.
Lin Heng’s momentum surged continuously, making him akin to a volcanic eruption, his torrential blood energy almost overwhelming the universe.
Meanwhile.
Lin Heng saw chains appear across the heavens and earth.
Countless.
Just like the scene when he drew the Celestial Dao Level reward!
Lin Heng knew those weren’t chains, but the rules and order of heaven and earth!
What excited Lin Heng was that these rules and orders were rushing toward him.
Unlike when he drew one or two.
Now, dozens of rules were racing towards him.
With a thunderous boom!
They merged into Lin Heng’s furnace-like body, the boiling blood energy pouring over them, imprinting these rules one by one inside Lin Heng.
He completely mastered them!
"Hmm?"
Standing on the river of time, Confucius, who felt lost about the Dao of Saints,
suddenly snapped back to focus.
He looked towards where Lin Heng stood.
But from his perspective, there was nothing there, although he inexplicably felt a ripple and faintly heard the Dao roaring.
Confucius frowned slightly, suddenly realizing something, muttering, "Not belonging to this world?"
"Are you also a newcomer?"
Silence, no one responded.
But the void suddenly stirred with a ripple.
That was Lin Heng, using almost all possible means to create that faint disturbance.
He had broken through to an extremely terrifying level, though not quite matching a true Saint, he wasn’t far off.
He also grasped many rules and orders, but unfortunately, he still hadn’t gained the Power of Time.
Therefore, he couldn’t traverse the river of time like Confucius to appear in this world.
The Time Rule was too mysterious.
From the Hongmeng Era’s Chaos Demon God to later generations, other than Saints, there were likely very few who could involve themselves with time.
Only now did Lin Heng understand why East Buddha was preordained as the future Buddha of the Western Heaven early on...
Because he was the Quasi-Saint with the deepest understanding of the Time Rule.
He even managed to travel the river of time like a Saint!
"Perhaps my appearance in the past was orchestrated by him..." Lin Heng already speculated the reason he was trapped here.
At that time, Confucius, observing the fleeting ripple in the void, also realized this.
"Newcomer, are you trapped in this era?"
"I wonder which powerful side you belong to..."
Confucius pondered, suddenly smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I dare not rashly meddle with time, especially in this era, so I cannot rescue you."
"However, since you can cause a stir, it shows your cultivation is also very high."
"As fellow newcomers, I can only give you some guidance; whether you can comprehend the Time Rule depends on your talent."
"I hope in the future, you and I are not enemies."
After Confucius finished speaking, he laughed to the sky, then waved his hand, and surprisingly, a plain materialized during his lifetime.
On the plain, flowers and grass swayed, a scene of harmony.
At some point, biting autumn and winter arrived, leading everything toward withering.
Yet the cycle of seasons continued, and when the spring breeze returned, it would bring rebirth.
Eventually, the plain disappeared,
giving way to the sun and moon rising in the east and setting in the west.
Confucius continued evolving commonplace scenes of heaven and earth, conveying messages about time while Lin Heng quietly observed, contemplating and understanding.
Until everything ceased, Confucius said, "I must go."