In the beginning, the First Void, did not even know if there was a road ahead, yet still found the Thirty-three Heavens.

Moreover, whether you want to search for it or not, this is something that must be done.

Because you don't need to walk a dead end all the way to know that there is no way forward.

The pond is about to dry up, make a leap, even if you don't leap over the Dragon Gate, it's better than standing still, everyone getting trapped in the swamp.

I tell you these many things now, you might think I'm being deliberately mysterious, with ulterior motives.

But after you achieve enlightenment, you'll naturally sense the general trend of the world.

And you'll realize the heavens have already begun to change.

The transformation of the Heavenly Dao is like the rising and setting of the sun, the ebb and flow of tides.

This Taiji World, I'm afraid in two thousand years, will be on the brink of ending.

And if we of the Mystic Sect cannot find a way out, we will perish with the heavens, get eliminated along.

Just like those Ancient Daos, just like those demons, no one possesses an endless Heavenly Destiny.

So if we don't try, who knows if the Third Void could be achieved.

Even if we fail this time, it's okay, there is still time, still heritage, still chances, perhaps there could even be a Fourth Void.

But if you don't even try, dawdling about, hesitating, procrastinating too long, I'm afraid even the last bit of vitality will be exhausted in indecision."

Tie Dan looked distressed, pinching the formula, seemingly not convinced by his words.

Lingxu was not angry, just smiled and shook his head,

"Your skill in sword casting is remarkable, but your calculations are still lacking, I'll just give you the answer directly.

If we don't walk the path of the Third Void and still take the old routes of the Three Great Sects, fighting to the end, actually, there are still chances."

Lingxu raised three fingers.

"Three.

After Three Venerables, there are three more Venerables.

Within two thousand years, Taiji Heaven still has three people who can achieve Dao.

Shattering the Void, ascending out of Taiji Heaven as Supreme Taoist Ancestors.

And after that, there will be no more Taiji Heaven."

Tie Dan was silent for a long while,

"What do you mean by no more? No more Taiji Heaven? No more people? Heaven and earth no more?"

Lingxu shook his head,

"I don't know, just can't calculate it.

The best situation is that the Dao of our Mystic Sect will come to an end in two thousand years.

So the magic is no longer effective, thus can't be calculated.

But if not..."

If not? The Earth explodes?

Tie Dan frowned involuntarily.

Suddenly a person jumped out to tell him, in two thousand years your world would be extinct, if you don't hurry to ascend, you're doomed...

Doesn't feel real at all...

After all, he has only cultivated for three years now, just a Nascent Soul Stage kid, two thousand years, isn't there at least four more tribulations, a Lifespan Tribulation, not even the second death pass yet...

With Tie Dan's current computational power, naturally unable to predict the cause and effect two thousand years later, so after a moment of silence, he could only assume what they said was true for the time being.

"Then what's next? What did you do with Cloud Platform Peak?"

Lingxu said leisurely,

"No need to rush, Cloud Platform Peak will naturally be returned for you to guard, but just right the Immortal Palace is in chaos, so everyone agreed to jump to the Three Constellations to pick up some things first.

After all, the Third Void isn't that easy to establish, I think at least have to face the Divine Sect to avoid their obstruction, by then young friend will naturally have a chance to appear."

Tie Dan looked at him suspiciously, suddenly asked,

"Then what about Thunder Ancestor imprisoning Lord Yuan? What's that about?

Lingxu chuckled,

"He even told you these secrets? Seems like he really considers you as a successor.

But you ask me about this, I don't know either, after all, this poor Daoist is still quite young, only barely a thousand years old.

For such dragon and tiger battles, you're probably better off asking Master Xuan Du.

However, since he is a direct disciple-grandson of Thunder Ancestor, out of respect for his master, he might not be willing to tell you."

Tie Dan thought for a while,

"Then he said I am yours...

Lingxu suddenly raised a hand, and Tie Dan found he could no longer speak.

Lingxu raised his index finger, sealing his mouth, then pointed to the stars in the sky, smiling,

"Young friend, if you ask too thoroughly, fate will end early, the results of cause and effect will naturally reveal themselves, so why rush at this moment?

Alright, stop thinking about these nonsensical matters, cheer up a bit, after all, from today onwards, you are the Seventeenth Sect Leader of Beichen Sword Sect.

There's a Five Elders' Hat for you to wear, a seat reserved for you on Cloud Platform Peak.

Nine Yin Immortal Peak, Sword Pavilion's Secret Collection, all of these are yours.

In just three years, sword breaking the Mystic Sect, unparalleled in heaven and earth, is there anything more legendary than this?

Presumably from this time onward for two thousand years, the world will speak of your sword, sing your name.

So why not take this opportunity to give yourself a proper sword transmission title?

A proper Taoist name, naturally it must be...

"Welcome back, Fang Su Sixth Zeng. Your genes have reorganized, your body has recovered, and the current memory resonance progress is forty percent."

Chen Xuantian crawled out of the virtual cabin, wiped the LSL off his face, and was speechless,

"Damn, hitting a disabled Enlightenment, and it actually bumped the progress up to forty all at once. Can we still play happily...?"

It's really not easy to fight, with the likes of Tian Gang, Mystic Sect still has at least nine, Divine Sect might have ten, and then there are various demons and miscellaneous people.

Even though each time he dies, he can also enhance himself, there are actually only sixty lives left, and the enhancement limit is fixed.

It's not easy...

"Phew!"

After changing clothes, heading straight to the cafeteria for a meal, suddenly feeling a breeze behind him, Chen Xuantian flips his hand to catch what turns out to be a basketball.

"Hey, Xuantian!"

Looking up, an old acquaintance waved at him from the entrance.

"Principal?"

"Come on, one-on-one."

So the two went to the sports ground for a second basketball match.

To Chen Xuantian's surprise, his opponent was still evenly matched with him!

After all, Chen Xuantian's current physical capabilities were entirely enhanced through quantum communication, the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul Dao Body, human peak.

Honestly, if he let loose and went on a killing spree, two to three thousand people could be wiped out like slaughtering chickens or cows!

But the principal's speed, strength, and endurance consistently stayed on par with his own, even slightly faster!

This is not scientific at all!

The two clashed like beasts, sweeping across the field like a hurricane, the basketball repeatedly changing hands, difficult to determine a victor.

"Hey! How about adding a bet! Best of three, if I win, I'll help do something for you!"

"Okay! Spill it!"

"Hand over the Sword Boy's Technique to them."

"What did you say? Sword Boy's Technique?"

Chen Xuantian was startled, and the principal seized the opportunity to break through, make a layup, scored.

"Yes, that one, you got it, right? Give it to them."

The principal pointed to the camera.

"Mm, just say practicing it can cure cancer."

Chen Xuantian glared at him, speechless for a moment.

The principal scratched his face, tossed the ball over,

"Aren't you going to ask why, why? Didn't I already tell you?

I'm going to reverse time and kickstart the Path of Stars.

This is the path we must take."

Chen Xuantian squinted, getting serious,

"Do you know how many people have to die once you step on that path? Is it worth it?"

The principal intercepted with a smile,

"Someone once told me, time is like a ball.

Unless you flip the table and smash the ball, no one can play anymore.

Otherwise, no matter which way you kick it, it will roll back to its inevitable trajectory.

Causation, reincarnation, like a snake biting its own tail, without beginning or end, endless.

So all we can do is try to control the ball, eventually sending this damn ball into the basket we desire.

That's winning."

Chen Xuantian was silent for a moment, staring at the principal,

"Do you truly believe that walking this path can open the Path of Stars?"

The principal shrugged,

"I don't know, I only know that taking the other road definitely won't work.

And we have no time, the arms race has already reached a fever pitch, in at most two years the war will break out.

By then, not a single person on the surface will survive.

So we must, before then, send the first batch of sword boys into deep space..."

The principal suddenly dashed forward, snatching the ball from the momentarily dazed Chen Xuantian, shooting, scoring.

Then he picked up his suit from the ground, patted Chen Xuantian's shoulder,

"Come on, work hard, strive.

As long as one person survives.

We've won."

End of Volume

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