Chapter 2298 - Chapter 2298: 1054. Entering the Myriad Spirit Divine Abyss
Chapter 2298: 1054. Entering the Myriad Spirit Divine Abyss
With the Heaven-Stabilizing Seal in hand, an Eternal Heaven was formed, suppressing the power of life and death within himself, allowing him to strike with all his might.
Han Muye pointed his three-foot-long sword forward, his eyes bursting with brilliance.
Even if the Layered Cloud Creator was the strongest creator of the Great Pantheon Plane, and his body had merged with the power of the Melting Heavenly Clock, so what?
The battle intent emanating from Han Muye was so strong that not even heaven and earth could contain it, shattering the Void World instantly.
“Kill.”
With a long laugh, black and white sword light flickered on the edge of Han Muye’s sword.
The dazzling sword light illuminated billions of miles, like the sky collapsing, slashing towards the Layered Cloud Creator from thousands of miles away.
The Layered Cloud Creator held the golden bell. A dark force of life and death flew out from the palm of his hand, heading straight for Han Muye’s three-foot-long sword.
“Boom——”
The clashing forces of life and death triggered an endless collapse of the void, shattering all the origin great dao around them.
The black and white sword edge tore through the Layered Cloud Creator’s deathly force, slashing towards the stagnant golden bell.
“Hum——”
The golden bell resonated, splitting the space ahead right in two.
This was a Heavenly Clock imbued with the power of the Eternal Heaven. The forces of life and death could not shake it.
Han Muye flashed, the space before him collapsing, piercing directly through the void arranged by the Layered Cloud Creator.
At the Creator Level, confrontations of life and death were rare, as were close combat battles, yet before Han Muye, the Layered Cloud Creator, protected by the Heavenly Clock, remained unaffected by the power of life and death. His only option was close combat.
Seeing Han Muye approaching, the Layered Cloud Creator squinted his eyes, infinite life and death powers turning into a net swooping down towards Han Muye.
Han Muye moved as fast as lightning, shattering every net before him with his sword.
Each sword could shatter a plane.
The Layered Cloud Creator’s offense was completely neutralized, and Han Muye already stood before the Heavenly Clock.
The cold light on his sword edge seemed to freeze billions of miles of void, carrying terrifying murderous aura, as he stabbed towards the golden bell.
“Dang——”
Cracks appeared atop the Heavenly Clock.
A stream of fresh blood emerged from the chest of the Layered Cloud Creator.
“Indeed, you have reversed life and death, merging yourself with the Heavenly Clock.”
Han Muye’s voice was calm, as he raised his sword again.
“Behold my reversal of life and death!” the Layered Cloud Creator exclaimed, his face showing madness.
Before him, the golden bell stirred endless divine light, scattering billions of life and death powers.
The Layered Cloud Creator had merged himself with the Heavenly Clock, hiding the life and death powers within it.
Watching the vigorous life and death powers fall, a smile appeared on Han Muye’s face.
He did not strike again, instead, he moved back, vanishing into another layer of the void.
Reaching out to grasp the Heavenly Clock, the Layered Cloud Creator’s expression changed.
“Layered Cloud senior, may I have the qualifications to participate in your plans?” Han Muye’s voice rang out again.
The Layered Cloud Creator’s body shook, his aura slowly subsiding.
“Enough.”
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Among the mightiest at the peak, there are no grievances worth fighting to the death over.
Han Muye proved his strength, earning the acceptance of the Layered Cloud Creator and other creators at the Creator Level, making further fighting unnecessary.
As several creators temporarily suppressed the Power of the Eddy of God and crossed the void, Han Muye and the Layered Cloud Creator were already calmly waiting.
“Gentlemen, I and Fellow Daoist Han have set a banquet in the Great Pantheon Plane, inviting you all to join us in venturing into the Eternal Heaven.”
The Layered Cloud Creator, with the power of the External Heavenly Clock surging, and Han Muye, with the golden seal’s power surging behind him, stood shoulder to shoulder, confronting a group of creators.
Their life and death powers were not inferior to those of the creators.
The power of the two was enough to withstand all the creators present.
The creators looked displeased, yet they were powerless.
The strength of Han Muye and the Layered Cloud Creator, along with their treasures, made them wary.
“Fine, the Eternal Heaven is indeed something we long for.”
“Fellow Daoist Layered Cloud is considered the top in this world, with your invitation, we naturally proceed,”
Several creators nodded, their forms dissipating on the spot.
Layered Cloud Creator and Han Muye exchanged a glance, their forms too vanishing in place.
…
Half a year later, Great Pantheon Plane, imperial city.
In a splendid golden hall, Han Muye and Layered Cloud Creator were seated, surrounded by eight creator-level powerhouses, standing tall.
This was a gathering at the level of creators, with all ten attendees being creators.
“The Eternal Heaven that all of you seek is not as eternal as imagined,”
Layered Cloud Creator looked around at everyone, his expression calm.
His words precipitated a change in the expressions of all the creators.
Some seemed to know some secrets; others’ eyes sparkled with a sharp light.
Layered Cloud Creator waved his hand, and a faint golden light appeared in front of him.
Within the golden light, endlessly dazzling, was a cosmos of billions of layers of voids.
In the void, streams of divine light converged, constantly cycling between life and death.
“Eternal—”
Someone whispered.
This was the Eternal Heaven as seen by everyone, where there is no birth or death, only the cycle of life and death.
But within that screen, the scene dissolved, palaces collapsed, the heavens and the earth scattered, turning into endless darkness.
“The Eternal Heaven is actually just a corner of a higher dimension, fallen from that dimension,”
“Regarding dimensions, you must be able to feel them, right?”
Dimension.
This was a force only perceivable at the creator level.
To create, one must anchor to a dimension.
Otherwise, where the creation occurs, its size, weight, and location cannot be determined.
Only by anchoring a dimension can one create.
For creators, anything they create belongs to this spatial dimension.
In their senses, they always feel entwined with the power of another layer of dimension.
“That is the eternal.”
“Because the eternal dimension is opposed to the plane we reside in, it is, in theory, impossible for us ever to step into the eternal dimension,”
Layered Cloud Creator said seriously, looking at everyone.
“The moment you step into the Eternal Heaven, a choice must be made,”
“Either bring your own power into the Eternal Heaven and exist forever within that ruin, which is essentially spending endless ages in that corner until madness sets in.”
“Another choice is to seal all your power, turn it into the seed of your cultivation, and then step into the true Eternal Heaven.”
“However, whether one can wake up, and whether those memories are still yours upon awakening, no one knows.”
Having said this, Layered Cloud Creator closed his eyes and fell silent.
Han Muye had known these messages long ago.
After stepping into the creator level, he could feel the collision between illusion and reality.
Especially when channeling the life force, he could always sense that his creations with life force were illusory.
This unreal feeling would gradually cause the creator’s power to start collapsing.
That is, entering God’s End Realm.
This is why creators ultimately enter God’s End.
It is a denial of self within the dimensions.
Upon stepping into the creator level, Han Muye understood that pursuing the true Eternal Heaven is the destiny of every creator.
“I plan to step into the Myriad Spirit Divine Abyss in thousands of years; if anyone wishes, they can join,”
Looking around, Han Muye spoke softly.
Regardless, he would choose to step into the Divine Abyss.
Not only because of the promise to the Primordial Creator but because it was his pursuit of power, his destiny.