Guarding the River of Time Chapter 226 - 220: One Glance at the Dao of Endless Beginnin

"Is Master trying to tell about the truth of reaching the summit and overlooking all the mountains?"

Illusion earnestly replied.

Jin Yao smiled and said, "Everyone understands this principle. You’re so smart; you don’t need to tell you."

"Take a closer look, how many of the cultivators participating in post-disaster rebuilding are native to the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm?"

With these words, Illusion looked again and found that the cultivators involved in reconstruction were mostly from other Immortal Domains, and nearly all had previously invaded the Great Woe Immortal Realm!

"In reality, most of the arrogant, upper-tier native cultivators of the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm don’t care about the devastation faced by their holand nor the life and death of the lower-tier immortals."

"What they care about is their reputation. So can’t let go of it, feeling that failure is humiliating, while others accept failure gracefully."

"Although we are invaders, we didn’t harm ordinary people, nor did we affect the innocent."

"We are invaders, but principled ones. Our original intention was always to make the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm better, not to enslave it."

Jin Yao stated to Illusion, word by word.

Though Jin Yao didn’t need to explain so much to her, Jin Yao had already accepted Illusion in his heart, so he told her the truth about many things.

After listening, Illusion looked at the land where those repairing cities, healing the wounded, consoling the populace, managing spirit fields, and clearing waterways were mostly "invaders," the force behind the master, while the rest were so ordinary people of the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm, many lacking cultivation, being re mortals.

Is the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm filled only with powerful Immortals?

Of course not.

There are also mortals. There are mortals in every world, ordinary people, and those from the lower tiers.

Moreover, the higher the world, the greater the number of ordinary mortals,

For example, in the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm, cultivators who have reached above Human Immortal status account for only 0.01% of the entire population, though the number of cultivators in the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm is asured in the billions.

As the saying goes, "He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world," applicable in almost any world.

Never look down on these mid-to-lower-tier cultivators; they are nurous. Over ti, many years later, so among them will rise, gradually becoming notable figures in the Immortal Domain, even pillars of strength.

Therefore, when Dong’Er formulated strategies, they mostly did not affect the mid-to-lower-tier cultivators not participating in the war.

Now, after total victory, a large number of cultivators are being arranged, and even cultivators from other worlds brought in to help reconstruct and console.

It is foreseeable that the future Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm will beco a second, stronger Great Woe Immortal Realm, becoming extrely devout, supportive, and following from the heart.

...

anwhile, in the Beidou Star Realm.

A lofty summit reaching into the Immortal Clouds, piercing through the Immortal Mist, resembled a majestic spine of a dragon, lurking in the clouds.

Myriad auspicious clouds, the ethereal Immortal Charm ford into illusory rainbow bridges, crisscrossing above the Dragon Ridge Peak. Here, above the nine heavens, Immortal Cranes dare not fly high above, Immortals dare not bow low.

At the highest point of Dragon Ridge Peak stands a magnificent Immortal Hall.

Outside the Immortal Hall, a golden Glazed Treasure Tree stands by the cliffside, partially obscured by mist, emitting a faint golden light.

Beneath the Glazed Treasure Tree, there is a simple green leaf mat, on which a man is seated.

Dressed in azure, his hair is jet-black, his features refined and transcendent. Underneath thick eyebrows are eyes shining like stars. His fair complexion carries a hint of bronze. At all tis, he exudes the air of an overlord with majestic authority.

The next second, the man slowly opened his eyes, with hints of Immortal Charm manifesting deep in his pupils. As his aura slightly emitted, the Cyan Simurgh Dragons within a million-mile radius seed to flee.

The man in azure is nad Ye Fan, known to the world as— "Celestial Emperor Ye."

.....

Ye Fan stood up, walked to the edge of the cliff, hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the mist before him, as if waiting for sothing.

Bong—

Suddenly, a bell sounded, as if from antiquity, echoing in this space, causing the sea of clouds to rise in waves.

The next second, a second bell chid, shattering a section of the void before him.

In the void, a rift appeared, with strands of spatial wind blowing out, making Ye Fan’s dark hair flutter wildly, his eyes shimring with brilliant colors as he gazed into the rift.

Soon, a series of heavy footsteps erged from the rift, causing the surrounding space to tremble softly.

After a while, an imposing figure slowly walked out of the spatial rift.

Standing in the void, facing Ye Fan on the peak of Dragon Ridge, they exchanged glances. This mont had crossed countless realms, finally allowing them to et today.

"Senior, it’s been a long ti."

Ye Fan spoke, calling to the imposing figure.

"Celestial Emperor Ye." The imposing figure nodded in response.

.....

Though Ye Fan had beco the respected Celestial Emperor Ye, reaching the highest realms, catching up to the imposing figure.

Yet, he habitually still calls him "Senior," not only out of respect but also from habit.

Not just Ye Fan, but anyone from this continent, this star realm, would bestow the title "Senior" upon this imposing figure.

For the ancient history of this star realm holds a phrase regarding this imposing figure— "Who stands at the end of the road? One sees the path of Non-Beginning!"

This phrase describes this imposing figure alone throughout history, and can only describe him, for he is the legendary Emperor of Non-Beginning!

.....

The two sat under the Glazed Treasure Tree, playing a ga of chess.

The relationship between Ye Fan and the Emperor of Non-Beginning was both that of master and friend, old acquaintances as well as confidants.....

It’s like walking along a solitary Great Dao, where there’s no one ahead, and no one behind, suddenly having a companion who walks beside you, is incredibly rare and precious.

To the Emperor of Non-Beginning, he once was the loneliest on that path, but with Ye Fan now, he felt a special sense of mutual understanding and empathy.

.....

Halfway through the ga, they reached a stalemate, and continuing would ultimately result in a tie.

This was the ten-thousandth draw.

Ye Fan also set down his chess piece, and said, "There is no road ahead."

Despite the quietness, this phrase carried a deep sense of lancholy.

Hearing this, the Emperor of Non-Beginning slowly lifted his head, looking toward the void, murmuring, "There is still a road ahead. Soone alone walks at the forefront, paving the way."

"There is no one around him now, and he is facing the greatest calamity. We must go help him."