hey demon

Chapter 1965 Seeking Space
In the void, an empty door stood, appearing ethereal and mysterious. Zhang Chunyi stood in front of the door, remaining silent for a long time.

It was at this time that several rays of fairy light came through the void. They were Heishan, Hongyun, Daochu and Wusheng. Except for Heishan whose aura was a little weak, the auras of the other three were very stable, and they had not suffered any injuries in the previous turmoil.

"My lord, Zi Dian failed to break through to immortality and damaged his foundation. I have sent him to Longhu Mountain and handed him over to Chi Yan. After he passes through the Chi Yan furnace, he should be able to rebuild his foundation."

He lowered his voice to make it deeper, and then recounted everything that had happened before.

Zi Dian had neither destiny nor illusory golden nature, so naturally he failed to break through to immortality. Although his foundation was not bad, he was ultimately unable to withstand the backlash of the Great Dao. Fortunately, Dao Chu and Wu Sheng acted together, with Dao Chu creating the opportunity and Wu Sheng drawing his sword to cut off the lock of destiny, ultimately saving Zi Dian.

Hearing this, Zhang Chun nodded. This was all expected.

"Wusheng, the essence of this emptiness is mysterious, maybe you need to try it."

Speaking calmly, Zhang Chunyi turned his gaze towards Wusheng.

The supernatural powers of Kongmen were indeed somewhat beyond his expectations, but he was not completely unpredictable about this situation. This time he asked Wusheng to take action not only to rescue Zidian from the backlash of the Great Dao, but also for Kongmen. Wusheng's Dao was very special and different from that of all of them.

To a certain extent, the path to the other shore of non-birth is more in line with Buddhism than ever before.

Upon hearing this, the sword flashed, and Wusheng revealed his true form, appearing in front of Kongmen. The gourd sword body floated up and down, as if it was feeling something.

At this moment, Hongyun, Heishan and Daochu all turned their eyes to Wusheng.

Seeing that he had not made any move, Hongyun showed a trace of worry on his face. Heishan was still as motionless as a mountain, and Daochu was eager to try. At this moment, a clear sword sound resounded through time and space, and his body turned into a misty sword light, slashing straight into the empty door.

The sword light is ethereal, between existence and non-existence, free from all worries and obstacles. It cannot be bound by all laws and the same goes for fate.

Whoosh, as the sword light fell, the distance between Wuyuan and Youyuan was bridged, the door of the empty gate opened a crack, and Wusheng stepped into it. The whole process was smooth and there was no hindrance.

Seeing this scene, Hong Yun and others were surprised and happy.

"When Wusheng cultivates the other shore, his connection with this great world is the least."

Knowing that Wusheng had emerged, a smile appeared on Zhang Chunyi's face. The nature of this empty door is special. Apart from the inexplicable fate, there are only a few people who really have the opportunity to break into the empty door at this stage. Wusheng is naturally one of them, Mozu is also one, and Shenxiao who has cultivated the heart of heaven can barely be counted as one.

The other half is Wumian. The reason why it is only half is because his cultivation is too weak. The realization of the Way of Taixu is just a hint. If he truly created the Way of Taixu, he can redefine reality and illusion and have a chance to enter the Buddhist world.

And as Wusheng entered the Buddhist world, the ray of light disappeared again.

Seeing this, Zhang Chunyi was not disappointed. He simply sat cross-legged in front of the Buddhist temple, using the power of the Buddhist temple to control his own destiny, silently comprehending the mystery of it, and waiting for Wusheng to return.

Seeing this scene, they looked at each other, and Hongyun, Heishan and Daochu also approached the empty door, affecting their own destinies, trying to comprehend the mystery.

Fate is extremely mysterious, not to mention the celestial immortals, even the immortal golden immortals find it difficult to grasp. From this perspective, Buddhism can be regarded as an alternative place for cultivation. However, it is not good to be exposed to these things too early without reaching the golden immortal level, because the feeling of being bound by all kinds of constraints and having no control over one's fate is really a torment to one's spiritual heart.

Buzz, the shackles of fate manifested, depriving him of freedom. Heishan frowned slightly, then regained his composure and quietly found a place to lie down. Hongyun was okay, on the contrary, he obeyed his fate and stopped at the right time, without feeling too much oppression. Daochu could not help but let out a muffled groan.

He was extremely uncomfortable with all the restraints and lack of freedom. He almost instinctively wanted to retreat, but after taking a look at the motionless Black Mountain and the calm Red Cloud, he silently persevered, forcing himself to calm down and comprehend the mystery of fate.

On the other side, after passing through the empty door, Wusheng entered into a void. Yes, it was a void. There was nothing here, no sky, no earth, no living beings, no dead things, only emptiness.

Seeing this scene, Wusheng's sword heart on the other shore was rarely stirred. Since he achieved the heart on the other shore, his heart was on the other shore, and few things in this world could touch his heart.

"Is it empty?"

With his thoughts uniting heaven and earth, Wusheng seemed to have grasped something.

The way to the other shore was born from the way of killing and the way of sword. Killing is used to nourish the sharpness of the sword, and the sword is used to carry out killing. The two ways complement each other and eventually cut off everything. It is undeniable that the two ways are indeed very compatible, but the way to the other shore that was born from this is far from perfect. It is just a prototype at best.

"The sword is the true nature, killing is the means, perhaps what I seek is emptiness."

A thought arises, like a loud thunderclap. At this moment, the heart of the unborn other shore is in great turmoil.

“Maybe this place is really meant for me.”

As the thought occurred, Wusheng vaguely felt that he had become somewhat more harmonious with this nothingness.

However, although he was aware of the influence of this world on his own path, Wusheng was not in a hurry to immerse himself in it. After all, this was still an unknown place and there might be dangers lurking. Most importantly, Zhang Chunyi was still waiting outside the door, so it was not suitable for him to stay here for too long.

Buzz, the sword light split into ten thousand, and Wusheng began to explore this void.

After a moment, all the swords became one, and Wusheng's figure solidified again. This piece of void seemed to have no boundaries, with neither danger nor treasure.

“Sometimes emptiness is also an appearance.”

Thoughts arise and disappear, and four sword lights that penetrate the sky and the earth appear. Wusheng slashes with his sword, and the next moment, the endless void collapses, and it appears outside the empty door again, but this empty door is different from the previous one, it is upside down.

"Push open this door and step through it, and I can completely wash away the mark of heaven and earth in my true spirit, break free from the shackles of fate between heaven and earth, gain freedom, and escape into chaos."

The figure of Kongmen appeared in his mind, and Wusheng had an epiphany. The other shore he was pursuing seemed to be right in front of him, but this other shore was flawed. If he rashly washed away the mark of heaven and earth in his true spirit, even with the suppression of gold, he would probably suffer a great backlash, and the result would be unknown.

After hesitating for a moment, Wusheng did not rush to push open the door, but directly returned with his sword.