I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Chapter 605 - 475: Deciding Victory Ahead of Time

Above the thirty-three heavens, primordial mist swirls, and time and space appear chaotic here.

A clear and resonant voice rings out, piercing the immeasurable void, and ultimately transforms into a meteor, landing in the palm of a Daoist in a Profound Robe.

"The Primordial Crystal of Chaos!"

Chen Sheng stands here, robes fluttering, surrounded by the invisible flow of Dao Rhyme. Wherever he passes, the chaotic air currents automatically calm down.

In his palm rests a crystal the size of a fist.

This crystal is entirely clear, containing the universe within, with cycles of creation and destruction, evolving into immeasurable chaos; it is truly a treasure formed from the primordial essence of chaos.

"What a wondrous treasure!"

A hint of appreciation flashes in Chen Sheng’s eyes. As his words fall, a thought stirs, and the Primordial Crystal of Chaos in his palm transforms into a streak of light, directly entering his forehead.

In an instant, his inner chaotic world rumbles and quakes, exploding with boundless divine light.

Boundless chaotic air currents surge and roar like a raging sea, but are immediately suppressed by a mighty force the moment the Primordial Crystal of Chaos enters.

Chen Sheng slowly closes his eyes, sensing the changes in his inner world, feeling satisfied.

A moment later, Chen Sheng opens his eyes, his gaze piercing through the void for millions of miles. He no longer hesitates, and the Dharma Seed of Martial Techniques within him suddenly blooms with immeasurable golden light.

"Rise!"

Chen Sheng steps forward, his figure instantly transforming into an untraceable stream of light, directly penetrating the final barrier of this realm.

Like a butterfly breaking out of its chrysalis, he leaps out of the cage of this world!

The next moment, the stream of light abruptly stops.

Chen Sheng stands in an endless chaotic void, silent and soundless.

He frowns slightly, the power of laws around him quietly spreading out like an invisible net, extending towards the source of the chaotic void.

Shi Fang Perception!

In just an instant, a familiar aura of the Grand Thousand World enters his perception.

A hint of reminiscence flashes in Chen Sheng’s eyes: "The Taiyi World!"

Years ago, before his union with the Dao, he had traveled in this world for tens of thousands of years, witnessing all the facets of the world and making many friends of the same path.

Meanwhile, this world was also the final resting place of his three senior brothers and several direct disciples.

Thoughts flashed through his mind like sparks, but Chen Sheng felt no great sorrow. His figure moved slightly, fully activating the Dharma Seed of Martial Techniques, causing his Saintly aura to surge explosively, transforming into an invisible giant axe of laws, slashing straight towards the chaotic void ahead.

Boundless space shatters!

And within the sound of shattering, Chen Sheng’s figure steadily progresses, transforming into a stream of light, vanishing without a trace...

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Sheng finally stops in a relatively stable void.

"Here it shall be!"

Chen Sheng says softly, and as his words fall, he sits cross-legged, his figure suddenly enlarging billions of times, like a chaotic giant standing between heaven and earth.

He opened his mouth to inhale, and the boundless primordial energy of chaos flowed like a breached river, turning into thick rivers of primordial energy, pouring madly into his body, nourishing his inner world, and accumulating power for the subsequent act of Creation.

...

At the same time, in the True Martial World, within the Holy Court of Ten Thousand Demons, demonic energy rushes into the sky, and the clouds of light stretch across the nine heavens.

Lu Jun, the Supreme of Ten Thousand Demons, wears a golden-black battle armor, the blood on it still fresh, making him appear even more mighty and domineering.

He leads a group of immensely powerful gods and demons of the Demon Race and emperors, tearing through the void, slowly stepping into the main hall of the Holy Court.

With the supreme power of the Sky Dome Emperor, he led the Demon Race to sweep through the six directions, decimating the elites of the Human Race and Buddhism, almost securing the victory of the Boundless Calamity in advance.

At this moment, his brows are full of undisguised excitement and ecstasy.

"After the Boundless Calamity, this position of power between heaven and earth is finally mine!"

As the son of the demon ancestor Lu Yuan, with the identity of a Saint’s offspring, he is well aware of the secrets of the True Martial World.

Fifty thousand years ago, after three Saints successively transcended, they set an agreement to propel the Boundless Calamity, nurturing the position of power between heaven and earth through the force of calamity.

Saints are not to act personally, but to let each of the Human, Demon, and Buddhist races select their heirs to compete and contend for the Great Dao.

The so-called racial blood feud is merely a guise for the struggle over the Great Dao!

The winner will refine the position of power, gaining control of the True Martial World, living as long as heaven and earth, existing with the Dao—though the risk of becoming Daoized in the future is great, it is far easier than transcending to become a Saint, and the success rate is miles apart.

In the previous Boundless Calamity, his fourth brother was the ultimate winner, and after refining the position, became a controller of power.

And this time in the Boundless Calamity, it was originally a game between him and the Buddhist Jizo and the Human Race’s Zhang Daoxing.

In terms of foundation and power, he was initially at a disadvantage among the three, never expecting that Chen Sheng would burst onto the scene, clearing all obstacles for him in advance, allowing him to become the ultimate winner without lifting a finger.

Such a heaven-sent blessing! How could he not be overjoyed?

While Lu Jun was in ecstatic joy, a supreme will suddenly descended, transcending time and space, covering the entire Holy Court of Ten Thousand Demons.

This will was vast and majestic, like an eternal sun hanging high above the nine heavens, radiating infinite light. Before it, everything seemed as insignificant as ants.

Amidst the gathering light, an imperial figure in a Golden Robe gradually solidified; it was the demon ancestor Lu Yuan!

Seeing this, Lu Jun quickly collected his thoughts, bowed respectfully, and said with utmost deference:

"Your son pays respects to Father!"

Demon Ancestor Lu Yuan gently nodded, his gaze falling upon Lu Jun, he spoke slowly, his voice calm yet filled with supreme Dao Rhyme:

"Jizo has fallen, and Zhang Daoxing only has one remnant thought left, which was taken out of the True Martial World by fellow Daoist Cang. They do not pose any threat to you."

"Your fortune this time is quite good, so you can consider the position secured."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun’s heart finally fully at ease, unable to conceal his joy, he hastily bowed and thanked:

"Thank you for informing me, Father. Your son understands."

"By the way, Father,"

Lu Jun suddenly remembered something and quickly asked:

"After the Sky Dome Emperor eliminated Zhang Daoxing, your son could no longer sense his presence. Is he still in the True Martial World? I intend to properly express my gratitude for his immense favor."

Lu Yuan shook his head, gazing into the chaotic void beyond the True Martial World, he slowly said:

"He has already left this world, likely to create a domain in the outer realms."

"Left this world?"

Lu Jun was surprised to hear this:

"The Sky Dome Emperor is originally an Outer Domain Saint, why would he need to create a new domain?"

His limited aptitude and insufficient comprehension make it impossible for him to fully understand the Demon Ancestor’s heritage, the "Thirty-Three Scrolls of the Great Sun," and he has no hope of transcending to become a Saint, but he does have a basic knowledge of the Saint realm.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan merely shook his head slightly, offering no further explanation.

However, in his heart, he was full of introspection. When he first sensed Chen Sheng’s presence, he thought the latter was merely an avatar formed from a thought.

Just as he himself had many thought-avatars scattered throughout the external chaos, seeking opportunities for the Great Dao.

It wasn’t until later, when he sensed the domineering and unparalleled, unique Dharma Seed of Martial Techniques within Chen Sheng, that he realized the truth. This was not an avatar but the true self personally arrived!

Perfection in Integration, uniqueness of Dharma Seed, only the true self could refine it.

Lu Yuan thought to himself, this esteemed Daoist must have once fallen by accident, and is now retracing the path of cultivation, reclaiming the seat of Integration.

This Daoist’s profound foundation was beyond imagination, even outwitting him for a time.

Mulling over these thoughts, Lu Yuan spoke again, instructing:

"If you truly wish to thank him, that Daoist still has blood relatives in this True Martial World; ensure they are well taken care of and do not suffer any grievances."

Not daring to slack off, Lu Jun quickly bowed in response: "Your son understands."