The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

The Illusory Realm of Reincarnation.

Xinghai Chamber of Commerce.

Once, twice, three or four times.

Five times, six times, seven or eight times.

nine times.

With each cycle, Su Xiaoya and the other two became clearer in their thoughts and had more guesses about their situation—were they trapped in an illusion, or were they experiencing an illusion that was constantly repeating a specific time or event?

But why?

Why does it keep repeating?

Why repeat only this section?

Especially from the seventh time the illusion of reincarnation repeated, the three of them realized that they had entered the illusion, but they could not find a way to break the deadlock.

I can't figure out why.

Until this time—the ninth time.

Nine times nine equals one!

This must be the last chance, right?

It's all or nothing!

Cough!

It's estimated that it's impossible to say "four".

However, failing the challenge is absolutely certain.

Ugh!

Time waits not for us!

Time is the fairest yet most ruthless resource in the world; success belongs to those who recognize the value of time and take immediate action.

Just like now, after the young master of the Nangong family was defeated and revealed the secrets of the Nangong family, he was also granted a pardon and fled the Chamber of Commerce in a panic.

Su Xiaoya frowned, Yu Shuheng lowered his head in thought, and Su Mingyi still hadn't withdrawn his Annihilation Domain. A sense of unease gripped his heart, as if the truth was within reach, yet just a tiny bit short of being there...

Suddenly, a bright light flashed before Su Mingyi's eyes, and as if struck by a sudden enlightenment, he finally found the source of the unease.

and many more.

A sudden flash of light appeared before Su Mingyi's eyes, like a sudden enlightenment, making him instantly see the light.

He suddenly raised his head, his voice tinged with excitement: "I know! The source of the incongruity is Nangong Lie's confession!"

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng looked at him at the same time, their eyes filled with a hint of doubt.

“Nangong Lie is the young master of the Nangong family. He has always been arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone. Even if he is captured, he should rather die than surrender. How can he easily confess just because of the slight heat of the True Fire of the Sun?”

Su Mingyi's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, "Furthermore, the demonic energy on those Nangong family cultivators is far too obvious! Demonic cultivators are the most cunning, and when they collude with righteous cultivators, they will definitely hide their aura very well. How could they expose it so blatantly?"

Su Xiaoya's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a flash of inspiration had struck her, as if she had thought of something: "You mean... they deliberately let us find out?"

“Exactly!” Su Mingyi nodded slightly. “And Nangong Yuan, he could have sent a much stronger force, but he only brought this rabble. Moreover, his eyes weren’t looking to take our lives, but… he was guiding us! Guiding us to explore something!”

Yu Shuheng's brows gradually relaxed, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes: "The Great Dao of Lightning governs judgment and purification, the Great Dao of Annihilation governs destruction and end, and the Great Dao of Life governs vitality and creation... These three Great Daos are like three sharp swords, piercing straight into the heart of demonic cultivators, and are the strongest Dao principles to restrain demonic cultivators!"

"Therefore, the collusion between the Nangong family and the demonic cultivators is merely a smokescreen. The real purpose is to allow us to comprehend the essence of these three Great Daos during our reincarnation!"

The three suddenly realized, as if the clouds had parted and the moon had appeared, and their doubts vanished without a trace. In other words, the three of them had to discover the contradictions, then unravel the mystery, find the truth, and obtain the inheritance, or perhaps enhance their understanding of the Great Dao.

Now, the whole story has finally come to light.

Just then, as if the cycle of illusions had been paused, the story resumed.

This time, the three did not fight as before, but quietly felt the power of the Dao around them.

That brief pause just now was all thanks to Su Xiaoya!

Even in an illusion, even if some of the real memories are sealed or altered, they will still instinctively run automatically at crucial moments.

In doing so, they bought the three of them some time, allowing them to find a way to break the deadlock.

Yu Shuheng stood quietly beside the Nangong family cultivator, his gaze focused and profound, like two ancient wells that had been silent for countless ages, bottomless yet seemingly able to penetrate the endless void, taking in the most subtle flow of life between heaven and earth.

The surrounding air was still filled with the stench and chill of lingering demonic energy. The Nangong family cultivators who had been corrupted had ashen faces, with faint black energy moving beneath their skin. Their chests were rising and falling weaker, and their life force was like a candle flickering in the wind, being slowly devoured and annihilated by the demonic energy.

Yu Shuheng stretched out his hand, his fingertips hovering above a cultivator's brow. He closed his eyes and focused intently on circulating the Great Dao of Life throughout his body.

In an instant, a wisp of emerald green spiritual energy rose from his dantian, like the new green shoots breaking through the soil in early spring. It traveled along his meridians and finally flowed out from his fingertips, transforming into a shimmering green light that wrapped around the cultivator's body.

This green light was extremely agile, as if it had its own consciousness, and slowly seeped into the cultivator's skin, trying to dispel the lingering demonic energy.

Yu Shuheng focused intently, sensing the trajectory of life force draining from the cultivator's body. It was the pain of life being forcibly stripped away, with each wisp of life force accompanied by an extremely faint wail.

A strong desire to explore, like vines breaking through the soil, grew wildly in his heart.

What exactly defines the boundary between life and death?

Is it the instant your heart stops beating, or the moment the soul lamp goes out?

Why can demonic energy sever the life force, while the spiritual energy of the Great Dao of Life can only delay it and cannot reverse it?

Yu Shuheng's mind was deeply immersed in the ultimate understanding of the great Dao of life.

He recalled the Jianmu seedling rooted in his symbiotic space, a source of life passed down from ancient times, containing the most primal and purest vitality.

A bold idea emerged in his mind—what would happen if he integrated the life force of the Jianmu tree into the life path he cultivated?

Although this Jianmu seedling is just a branch that I cultivated myself!

The thought startled even Yu Shuheng himself.

The power of Jianmu is domineering and pure, the very essence of life that existed since the beginning of time.

However, the idea of ​​integrating the origin of life with the rules of the Great Dao of Life seems like a pipe dream, and appears completely impossible.

Yu Shuheng even sensed that the slightest misstep would set him on fire, resulting in the collapse of his Dao foundation or even the annihilation of his soul. But the desire to explore the boundary between life and death burned like wildfire in his heart.

Yu Shuheng took a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing in his heart. The emerald spiritual energy at his fingertips slowly receded, and he instead focused his mind on his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Jianmu sapling stood quietly in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, its entire body emerald green, with a faint halo flowing between its branches and leaves, and the trembling of each leaf vein carried a rhythm of endless life.

Yu Shuheng's will approached cautiously, as if caressing fragile glass. He tried to guide a trace of Jianmu's vitality, peeling it away from the branches and leaves of the seedling.

This is an extremely difficult process.

The vitality of the Jianmu tree is unruly, like a wild horse that has broken free of its reins. Once it leaves its body, it will charge around everywhere.

Yu Shuheng gritted his teeth, pushing his understanding of the Great Dao of Life to its limit, using the rules of the Great Dao as a cage and his own will as a rein, gradually binding that wisp of life force.

He could feel that life force flowing through his meridians, and wherever it passed, his meridians were torn apart by intense pain, as if countless steel needles were piercing them at the same time.

His body trembled slightly, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes remained as bright as stars.

His will was like steel forged through countless trials, unshaken no matter how the life force clashed with it. He patiently guided it, letting it gradually approach the spiritual energy of the Great Dao of Life within his dantian.

The moment the vitality of the Jianmu tree met the verdant spiritual energy of the Dao of Life, Yu Shuheng's body trembled violently, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

It was a collision of two completely different forces: the power of the Jianmu tree was domineering and flamboyant, with the raw power of creating the world; the spiritual energy of the Great Dao of Life was gentle and enduring, with the gentle and all-encompassing power of nourishing all things.

The two collided like thunderbolts striking fire on the ground, creating a raging storm within his dantian.

Despite the excruciating pain, Yu Shuheng focused intently, channeling his understanding of life and death and the cycle of life into the spiritual energy of the Great Dao, attempting to use the power of rules to influence the domineering primordial vitality.

He saw that the vitality of the Jianmu tree, enveloped by the spiritual energy of the Great Dao, gradually subsided from its originally violent aura and became gentle.

The spiritual energy of the Great Dao of Life, after absorbing the power of the Jianmu tree, became even more emerald green, faintly revealing a golden halo.

Every fusion of life force was like a brilliant star shining within him, illuminating his limbs and bones, his consciousness, and the blind spots in his understanding of the Great Dao of Life.

He could clearly sense that the essence of the Jianmu tree's vitality was changing.

It is no longer a simple, pure vitality, but a power that contains "life" and "cycle," a more powerful force that can control the boundary between life and death.

After an unknown amount of time, when the last trace of Jianmu's life force perfectly merged with the spiritual energy of the Great Dao of Life, Yu Shuheng suddenly opened his eyes, and a dazzling emerald-gold light flashed from his eyes.

A vast and powerful aura surged from his body, gentle yet majestic, carrying an endless rhythm, yet possessing an inviolable domineering force that caused the surrounding demonic energy to vanish instantly, as if it had encountered its nemesis.

Those Nangong family cultivators who had been corrupted by demonic energy, under the influence of this aura, had their originally ashen faces faintly regain a touch of color.

Yu Shuheng slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling refreshed all over, as if he had been reborn.

He looked down at his hands, and in his palms, a ball of emerald-gold spiritual energy slowly rotated, within which the faint shadows of the branches and leaves of the Jianmu tree floated.

At this moment, his understanding of the Great Way of Life has reached a whole new level.

He finally understood that life is not simply a continuation, not an endless existence.

It is a cycle, a law of spring birth, summer growth, autumn harvest, and winter storage; a dedication of fallen leaves returning to their roots and turning into spring mud to nourish the flowers; and above all, a reverence for the birth and death of every life, without forcibly defying nature or arbitrarily interfering.

Birth is the beginning of death; death is the continuation of life.

This is the rule of the Great Way of Life.

Yu Shuheng slowly clenched the emerald-gold spiritual energy in his palm, feeling the surging power within his body, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He could clearly sense that his realm was rising at an astonishing speed, advancing rapidly from the middle stage of the Dao Realm to the peak of the late stage of the Dao Realm. He was only one step away from touching the legendary Emperor Dao Realm.

The wind rustled through his clothes.

Yu Shuheng looked up into the distance, his gaze deep and resolute.