Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

Beneath Langya Prefecture, at the border river crossing.

"Holy crap! We've hit the jackpot! This is a huge windfall!"

Cen Bolang burst into laughter, holding the remote recording stone like a precious treasure.

"After more than three million years, the newly reborn Fate Master has evaded the Heavenly Laws of the Holy Court and has returned to the Mountains and Seas!"

"If the old fogies of Dilin Prefecture found out about this, who knows how terrified they'd be!"

"No way! This exclusive information has to be mine alone!"

Cen Bolang's face turned frantic, and he hurriedly picked up the jade slip and frantically sent messages.

"That damned Demon Lord! He destroyed the Nine Songs Network and severed my connection with my true self. He's truly hateful!"

"Old friend, off to Tianya Prefecture! Let's head back to the Haijiao Chamber of Commerce headquarters first!"

"Hurry! Time is of the essence!"

The ferryman remained silent, rowing the boat and carrying Cen Bolang into the vast sea of ​​planes.

…………

At the very moment that newborn Deity descended upon the mountains and seas.

The torrent of consciousness brought by the Six Senses Firefly instantly overwhelmed Shen Moyan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Where am I...?"

When his senses returned, Shen Moyan felt as if he were in the deep sea.

Just as he was about to write his final words, he suddenly realized…

Is someone nearby?

Shen Moyan turned his head and saw a vast sea of ​​people.

No two beings are alike.

Shen Moyan stood alone in the crowd, a crane among chickens.

"Should we do it this way?"

Shen Moyan snorted coldly.

When he realized he was standing there, he knew what had happened.

After all, the [Reverse All Beings Transformation into Gods Array] was something he personally developed.

"I didn't expect that Luo Changting had such a variable in him, that he could actually connect with the Daoist essence of all living beings."

Shen Moyan remained indifferent.

The ideals of the masses, intertwined into a single grand aspiration, gave birth to consciousness.

This consciousness is extremely vast and of an extremely high status.

Shen Moyan only wanted to give the Six Hell Demon Lord a ruthless blow so that he could escape, and then hand the rest of the situation over to the Holy Court.

Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, a figure named Si Ming was created.

"The God of Fate, what a God of Fate!"

Shen Moyan felt that he was being assimilated by Him.

Presumably, with the divine power of the God of Fate, he would know what role he played at the time of His birth.

The power of the pardon still lingered in his heart, protecting him from the assimilating power of the God of Fate.

"The immunity token is truly miraculous; it can even transcend reality and affect the sea of ​​consciousness."

"If the Jiang family hadn't been almost completely wiped out, I wouldn't have been able to use its power."

Shen Moyan began to circulate the "Sutra of Detachment from All Forms," ​​holding his breath and concentrating.

"Um?"

Shen Moyan felt a sense of warmth and approachability.

He looked up at the starry sky within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Is this newly minted Fate Master inviting me?

Is it trying to win me over?

Shen Moyan had a sudden inspiration: as long as he calmed his mind and accepted this power, he could receive the blessing of the [Starry Sky Enlightenment Master].

Even immortality is not out of the question.

"You want to be my son's son?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have a son as old as you."

Shen Moyan was amused.

This newborn Si Ming is quite naive.

"Your path is for all living beings, for the mortal world, for all the myriad beings."

"This force is indeed powerful."

Shen Moyan spoke in a calm tone.

If he were to accept His kindness now, Shen Moyan was certain that his strength would undergo a dramatic transformation.

Even achieving the Divine Transformation in a single step or the Tribulation of Dharma in a single thought is not impossible.

"But I'm sorry."

"All living beings are not my path."

Shen Moyan decisively rejected him.

This kind of immortality is too restrictive, preventing one from being carefree; it is not the way of him.

With a thought, a magical artifact resembling the Wind Demon Wings appeared on his back.

"I will ascend to immortality in my own way."

With a flap of his wings, Shen Moyan flew against the tide of people into the sky.

Seeing this, [Starry Sky Enlightenment Fate] did not stop him.

Shen Moyan transformed into a streak of black light, traversing the starry sea composed of countless living beings above the nine heavens.

At this moment, time seemed to stretch out infinitely, and Shen Moyan flew higher and higher, surrounded by a dazzling array of stars.

The thoughts and Daoist principles of countless living beings emanated, influencing Shen Moyan's thinking.

"Transcend all appearances!"

By setting aside all appearances of sentient beings, Shen Moyan was inevitably immersed in an unprecedented state.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the Chronicles of Mountains and Seas, the final chapter of the Transcendental Chapter.

…………

The second chapter, section four of the *Shan Hai Si Ming Zhi* records:

After resolving the chaos caused by demons and monsters in the human world.

Afan created a small grotto-heaven to teach Ziwei.

Ziwei is very well-behaved and sensible.

Over the years they've spent together, she has never done anything to make things difficult for Afan.

Afan taught her to read, just as his teacher had treated him when he first entered the human world.

She was taught magic, and Ziwei learned it, though she was a little rusty.

Perhaps due to their different races, Ziwei's progress in practicing the demonic cultivation methods given to her by Afan was very slow.

Afan had no choice but to go to the Qingyang Sword Sect and casually take a few cultivation techniques suitable for human cultivation from that so-called immortal sect.

The sect was very enthusiastic, and the dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators were a bit annoying, causing Afan a little trouble, but not much.

Finally, after friendly greetings, Afan got his martial arts manual back.

But here's the problem: to cultivate the techniques of those immortal sects, one must have spiritual roots.

But Ziwei has no spiritual root.

This stumped Afan.

So in his daily life with Ziwei, he taught the girl while combining the immortal and demonic paths to create a method of cultivation that did not require spiritual roots.

"I'm going out for a while."

"Keep a close watch on the house and don't cause any trouble."

Afan plucked one of his feathers and tucked it into the girl's hair.

"Yes, Master."

Ziwei bowed respectfully to him, her bright, watery eyes fixed on his departing figure.

Come back soon!

"That's natural."

Once Afan was out of Ziwei's sight, he waved his hand and put the small grotto-heaven within a hundred miles where the girl lived into his sleeve.

He felt at ease only after carrying the cave with him at all times.

……

Afan returned to the wilderness of Cangwu.

The Kunpeng above the vast sea, the divine bird above Cangwu, remain unchanged for millennia.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time."

Afan walked on air, at the same height as the divine birds.

The Azure Clouds, which once required burning one's bones and blood and exerting all one's strength to reach, can now be reached with a simple step.

Afan brushed past the eternal flames in the Phoenix Nest, sat down cross-legged, his feathered robes unburnt.

"So you are the Azure Nether Immortal?"

The divine birds gazed at him.

"You possess the lowliness of a gray-feathered bird, the turbidity of human incense offerings, the aura of immortals, and the emptiness of the primordial chaos."

"What kind of existence are you?"

Upon hearing this, Afan was taken aback.

"Both are, and neither are they."

He gave an ambiguous answer.

The question about the divine bird sparked a deeper self-reflection within him.

"What brings you here?"

"The Dao dwells in emptiness; I have come here to inquire about the Dao."

Afan came to ask questions, both for the sake of his disciple Ziwei and for his own sake.

He has too many questions that require answers from these legendary mythical beasts of the mountains and seas.

"What's wrong?"

"May I ask, senior, what is the meaning of your path?" Afan asked respectfully.

"We understand." The divine bird in the nest knew Afan's purpose.

"Insects are born in the morning and die at dusk, birds migrate in autumn and return in spring; everything is but a speck of dust before the passage of time."

"Therefore, the path of my people is Nirvana."

The divine bird flapped its wings, and the divine fire flickered.

"As for the true Dao, it is formless and without substance, a mysterious and elusive thing, and our clan has not been able to find the answer."

"But we believe that as long as we continue to undergo nirvana, one day we will be able to see eternity and know the destiny of these mountains and seas."