The ‘Forget’ primordial Dao is truly immensely powerful.
It allows one to forget death, mistaking themselves for still being alive.
However, Wu Shuang’er’s situation was a combined use of ‘Forget’ and ‘Chaos’, which produced such an effect.
Ordinary ‘Forget’ erases memories… and not just of people, but even the laws and rules of heaven and earth are temporarily forgotten.
After Wu Shuang’er’s death, Chen Jiuyang’s ears were suddenly filled with San Hua’s voice: “‘Qianyang’, save me! I am on the Du You boat!!!”
Chen Jiuyang turned his head to look, but the space before him was empty. San Hua’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
Chen Jiuyang’s expression suddenly darkened.
He had been schemed against by the ‘Zhuang Wu’ Dao fruit again.
However, this time, it was not without gain…
Wu Shuang’er possessed the complete ‘Forget’ primordial Dao, which Chen Jiuyang could now refine.
Wu Shuang’er must have other secrets, otherwise, why would the ‘Wushang’ Patriarch have recognized her during the first final chess game?
But Chen Jiuyang couldn’t afford to ponder Wu Shuang’er’s other secrets at the moment; he needed to refine the ‘Forget’ primordial Dao immediately.
“Rumble!!!”
The majestic and complete Dao power was stripped from Wu Shuang’er’s body and entered Chen Jiuyang’s. From his flesh and meridians to his five divine palaces, then into his celestial palace, and finally converging onto the star map above his celestial palace.
Chen Jiuyang’s aura also abruptly stepped into the Red Dust Immortal realm at this moment.
And it was still growing rapidly.
Red Dust Immortal first layer… Red Dust Immortal second layer… Red Dust Immortal third layer!!!!
Chen Jiuyang had completely mastered the ‘Forget’ primordial Dao.
At the same time, he vaguely felt that as soon as he left the Nine Nether Myriad Tombs, a terrifying heavenly tribulation would descend.
After refining the ‘Forget’ primordial Dao, Chen Jiuyang was not in a hurry to leave the Du You boat shrouded in white mist.
He had other matters to attend to.
Walking into the white mist, listening to the malicious roars of the Dao ghosts that seemed to be separated by a layer of the world, he arrived at the ‘Wushang’ manor again.
He saw that ‘Wushang’ was still playing chess against himself. However, this time, Chen Jiuyang seemed to be separated by a membrane, only able to observe but no longer able to interact with ‘Wushang’.
“When Wu Shuang’er was present, I could directly communicate with the ‘Wushang’ Patriarch of this first final chess game, but now that Wu Shuang’er has been freed, I can only watch this scene as if observing flowers through a fog.”
The words revealed by the ‘Wushang’ Patriarch contained a great deal of information.
This Floating Life Realm was the first final chess game.
From Chen Jiuyang’s own perspective, after a long period of time, the Wushang lineage of the Chongming Sea still existed, and the ‘Creating Something from Nothing’ law of the Wushang lineage was still effective. There was a high probability that…
The ‘Wushang’ Patriarch who founded the Wushang lineage was still alive, and very likely had already transcended to the Heavenly Realm.
What Chen Jiuyang needed to do now was to observe the details of the ‘Wushang’ Patriarch and ponder the method of transcendence.
If Chen Jiuyang truly mastered the nine primordial Dao fruits of ‘Zhuang Wu’, through ‘Forget’ and ‘Chaos’, it might indeed be possible for him, in a peculiar place like the Nine Nether Myriad Tombs, to traverse the currents of time and space and transmit a message to his past self.
There were nine final chess games.
Eight had already been played, each with a unique method of transcendence, and later participants could not repeat the methods of those who came before.
This was a very simple principle.
Those who learn from me live, those who imitate me die.
He needed to understand what method of transcendence ‘Wushang’ had used.
Chen Jiuyang quietly watched ‘Wushang’ play chess against himself. After an unknown amount of time, ‘Wushang’ let out a long cry: “‘I’ have transcended myself!”
In the process of playing chess against himself, ‘Wushang’ had won against himself.
Then, the scene before him rapidly dissipated.
Chen Jiuyang’s brows furrowed tightly, and he quickly retreated to the dense white mist to ponder.
Was this the method of transcendence for ‘Wushang’?
Soon, based on the laws of the Wushang lineage and their style of doing things, Chen Jiuyang suddenly thought of something.
In the first final chess game, ‘Wushang’ had successfully won the game by transcending himself, thereby transcending to the Heavenly Realm.
“Holy crap…”
Having understood the cause and effect, Chen Jiuyang was dumbfounded and shocked: “This is also possible?”
“How could an ordinary person think of such a method of transcendence?”
The ‘Wushang’ Patriarch was truly of supreme wisdom and extraordinary talent.
Chen Jiuyang clicked his tongue, silently noting this point.
It seemed he had a slight understanding of ‘transcendence’.
“Prodigy…”
“The final chess game has already been played eight times, meaning there are eight extreme methods of transcendence…”
“If I want to survive the final chess game, I need to understand the other seven methods, otherwise, if I accidentally take a path that someone else has already successfully transcended, it will lead to my own death.”
“And the chess token… what is the chess token, a token to initiate the final chess game?”
There was too little information.
Chen Jiuyang began to walk south, heading towards the river.
“Splash!”
Chen Jiuyang heard the familiar sound of flowing water.
After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward.
Under the dim sky, the ancient, dark ‘Du You boat’ appeared before Chen Jiuyang.
Looking back, he saw many Dao ghosts and Dao slaves with malicious intent standing in the cold, viscous white mist. Each of them was extremely powerful, but they could not step out of the white mist, only able to wander within it day after day, forever unable to find release, just like Wu Shuang’er.
These were all people who had come to refine Dao fruits but had failed.
At the very least, a Martial Saint-level martial artist could ascend to the Nine Nether Myriad Tombs.
But even so, it confirmed Chen Jiuyang’s conjecture about this white mist…
Entering the Floating Life Realm palace from within the hull of the Du You boat, and then passing through the white mist, stepping out meant returning directly to the Nine Nether Myriad Tombs.
In a mysterious way, a cycle of spatial and temporal distortion was completed.
Guided by the ‘Wushang’ Patriarch, Chen Jiuyang knew that the ‘Chaos’ primordial Dao was currently acting upon ‘San Hua’.
And Chen Jiuyang’s understanding of this primordial Dao was not yet sufficient.
However, with so many Dao ghosts present, it was a perfect opportunity to test the power of ‘Forget’ and ‘Self’.
Chen Jiuyang had a feeling that this ‘Chaos’ primordial Dao would be extremely perilous.
Chen Jiuyang stood outside the white mist, looking at the Dao ghosts and Dao slaves within it. A vast, sacred, terrifying, and mysterious voice suddenly echoed:
“Forget Me!”
The invisible principle was like the principle of heaven and earth. The dozens or hundreds of Dao ghosts and Dao slaves before him trembled, their expressions showing a slight daze.
Then, Chen Jiuyang stepped forward, entering the white mist.
He saw…
The dense white mist did not cling to him, as if it had forgotten his existence.
And the Dao ghosts before him were even more so. Chen Jiuyang stood in front of them, and they seemed unable to see him, completely ignoring him. Their previous overwhelming hatred had also disappeared.