Chapter 559

Chapter 559: Jumping Out of the Six Paths, No Longer in Reincarnation

A great calamity is also a great opportunity!

The sound of the Dao echoes through the world, filled with dissonance. If one cannot discern the true from the false and acts hastily, they risk becoming entrapped. It is both a Dao calamity and a demonic calamity, but also a chance.

The Dao Rhythm Residual Talisman has already recovered to a level very close to the Celestial Talisman, so Li Hui’s eyes are not in vain. Supported by abundant talisman power, he frantically searches for cultivation methods that can use Qi of Taiqing.

Indeed, he is fortunate to perceive two types of these Dao sounds. Though cluttered, they resonate closely with his own path, drifting from distant stars until they have become nearly imperceptible.

“Tai Shang Tong Xuan Ben Zhen Jing!”

“Sit Forget Heart Sutra!”

Li Hui took a deep breath; these two cultivation methods likely came from another world, even from a time before the calamity of immortals. Just a hint of their profound essence sent his thoughts into an entirely new realm.

“Stay calm and observe carefully!”

Li Hui poured all the talisman power left in the silver snake bracelet into his spiritual sense, unleashing the power of the Dao Rhythm Residual Talisman. He saw the characters dance before his eyes, gradually unraveling deep chapters, and his heart filled with shock: “These truly suit cultivation with Qi of Taiqing. Such scriptures exist in this world, and their meanings directly point to the Dao! The Tai Shang Tong Xuan Ben Zhen Jing leads one back to their true essence, while the Sit Forget Heart Sutra actually cultivates lifespan. I must write this down! I must remember this!”

This feeling was like gold bars falling from the sky, “clang, clang,” crashing right before him; one can imagine how elated he felt.

“But it’s incomplete! There’s only half of it. Can’t the calamity be stronger? Bring over the complete text!” Li Hui felt like crying but no tears came. As the script flowed through his heart, he felt his internal organs shake, suffering severe internal injuries.

“Not only is it incomplete, but it also contains errors?”

The Dao sounds suddenly intensified, and Li Hui felt ecstatic when he saw the subsequent scriptures.

Within them, the methods of good fortune were chaotic and disorderly, and he had to endure internal injuries while trying to comprehend them. With only the treasure cabinet of the Six Paths of Reincarnation recovering his damage, it was really not much of a challenge.

“Good, good, good!”

“What a magnificent Tai Shang Tong Xuan Ben Zhen Jing! It can bring both the heart of Dao and the demonic heart back to their true selves, cultivating a true Six Paths!”

Li Hui was overwhelmed with joy, racing forward with fervor, not even minding the celestial calamity behind him. The six beams of light and shadow followed him, and the sea areas he passed through immediately fell silent, with no ghostly creatures or demons remaining.

The sword cultivators observed from afar, seeing this madman spitting reverse blood and charging forward chaotically. Though the six beams of light and shadow behind him were unusual, it bore no difference from being entrapped in demonic madness.

“Did he get blasted into madness by the Heavenly Thunder?”

“Hmph, this calamity has surely violated many heavenly laws. Even the most wicked demon cultivators would fall short; no wonder he’s acting so odd!”

“It’s strange that the heavens’ calamity has lasted four hours; even those seniors have never experienced such a scene. Who does this kid think he is? They call him Li Hu or Li Bugui, but their origin is unclear.”

“Who cares where he comes from? When the calamity weakens, just one sword will take his head!”

The sword cultivators followed along, but suddenly a burst of energy erupted ahead, and a curtain of water rose thousands of miles high. Then came a non-human roar, followed by the demonic energy and a chilling aura surging forth.

“Demon? Has he gone mad?”

“No, he is a demon cultivator by nature. No, wait, he seems to be a ghost cultivator too!”

At this moment, Li Hui’s face displayed demonic patterns and ghostly markings spreading, his eyes turning dark red, hair deepening to purple, and dragon horns slowly emerging from his forehead, marked with countless tiny runes.

“Heart of Dao, you have forcibly cultivated the Tai Shang Sit Forget Sutra and have triggered demonic madness! Perfect, I can seize control of this body again.”

“Hmph!” Li Hui suddenly said coldly, “Weak demonic heart! Do you think you have the right to control this body? The demonic path is all about using every means to strengthen oneself; how can it compare to the path of the heavens? I command the hatred of all beings, immortal and undying, eternally revered.”

“Ha ha ha! You really know how to boast; if you have the ability, why not take care of those sword cultivators behind?” The demonic energy surged, and Li Hui’s arms became covered with patterns of demons, spreading forth.

“Roar! I will devour all of you—devour, devour them all!” The path of hungry ghosts erupted, and ghostly markings rose on Li Hui’s back, quickly merging to form a Tao Wu ghostly face.

“What? Are the Six Paths all emerging? I am the path of the heavens, cold and ruthless, and I intend to use this heavenly calamity to suppress all of you.” Suddenly, a seal appeared at the center of Li Hui’s brow, resembling both a snake and a dragon, radiating a vast sense of emptiness.

The demonic heart was stunned: “Heart of Dao, you’ve gone mad! By severing yourself and drawing forth so much consciousness, are they out to divide our true hearts to turn us into six players?”

Li Hui rejected this: “Wrong! There are five players now; I have already given up my true heart, and you each hold two shares evenly! This heart of Dao and heart of demons struggle is merely a shackle! I must thank you, demonic heart! You have constructed the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and now you all stand in balance like a pentagram, while I am at the center watching you all mutually restrain each other. There can only be one outcome; I need not say more?”

The demonic heart laughed furiously: “Damn, you all listen to me: exterminate this guy!”

Tian Xin shook his head: “Since he has lost his true heart, how can he still exist? Has he jumped out of the Six Paths and is no longer in reincarnation? The heart of Dao still remains a heart of Dao but has washed away the dust to reveal its true nature—brilliant!”

“Brilliant nonsense!” The path of hungry ghosts shouted: “I will eat all four of you before going after him!”

Just as Li Hui envisioned, they balanced each other, the five paths refusing to yield to one another, gradually merging into a single entity, forming the great Six Paths formation within his heart.

At this moment, he cleansed himself and took on the Six Paths!

In that instant, he became more demonic than madness, more ghostly than a specter, more extraordinary than the bizarre, and more divine than the celestial!

“I am still myself, seeking a layer of truth, comprehending the Dao! Ha ha ha, watch my means!” Li Hui threw his head back and laughed. Rings of light and shadow gathered behind him, and the six Ideal Bodies roared and layered upon one another, primed to manifest as they fused with his essence—a formless, calm convergence that felt both near and distant; the profoundness of the realm left the Traveling Realm Great Powers behind him in shock.

The heavenly tribulation abruptly came to a halt; Li Hui’s carefully laid backup plans were not even needed.

In such a sudden turn, the sword cultivators were momentarily taken aback when they saw the figure ahead disperse like it had never been there. They were about to roar out and strike with their swords, only to find they could no longer remember the figure’s appearance.

“Is forgetfulness a calamity?” The six Traveling Realm Great Powers snorted coldly: “Search high and low; we must find him.”

Li Hui had successfully faced his tribulation, leaping out of the Six Paths and no longer in reincarnation. Finding him would not be easy.

On a distant island, a Li sect cultivator who had died half a year earlier suddenly revived as if returning from a journey, exchanging warmth with family and disciples before entering closed-door cultivation.

The sword cultivators on the Geng Gold Continent searched for two months, each day forgetting whom they were searching for during their quest. Most of the disciples perfunctorily completed their tasks, thinking, “If even the Traveling Realm Great Powers cannot do it, what can we do?”

Li Hui entered closed-door cultivation for two months, and on the day he emerged, he marveled, “The Tai Shang Sit Forget Sutra is vast and profound! Its mysteries require thousands of years to understand! However, with my current attainment, it is enough; with this step, I might soar across the world!”

He left behind some opportunities and strode across the waves, with his essence, intent, and Dao intertwined, and in just half a month, he had returned across the sea to Wutu.