Chapter 506

Chapter 506: The Power to Cut Off History

At the moment of despair for Feng Ci, the Altar sprang into action.

The underground Altar materialized before Feng Ci, and numerous characters flashed by, seemingly conversing with him. Afterward, Feng Ci agreed to certain conditions, causing the Altar to glow and nullify all the powers of Dao Artifacts in the area. With this, Feng Ci broke free from his restraints and annihilated the ruling family.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz!”

As this scene unfolded, the fluctuations of time and space became extremely intense; some force was preventing Yun Ye from probing into history.

A blurry figure emerged from the edge of time and space.

As he appeared, time and space began to crumble, stretching all the way to the present five thousand years later. He arrived with intense killing intent, aiming to erase the prying observer.

“Boom!”

Yun Ye’s palm glowed as he manipulated the universe, unleashing the Ten Heavenly Arts into time and space, confronting the figure from a distance.

The two forces collided; the Power of Opening Heaven and Earth held unimaginable mysteries. The remnants of historical power were simply not enough to resist it.

There was no doubt.

Yun Ye emerged victorious, extinguishing the blurry figure’s power and transforming it into a pair of giant hands aiming to capture the figure and uncover more secrets.

This figure clearly did not expect such an occurrence; he seemed to summon some treasure to stabilize time and space and enhance his strength. However, he was still distorted by the Power of Opening Heaven and Earth. His cold voice echoed from afar: “Continue to pry… disaster will soon befall you!”

“Ha ha, everything recorded in the river of time and space is true. I sensed the convergence of causality, which is why I pursued this. If I do not continue, I am the one who will face disaster!” Yun Ye ruthlessly suppressed him, arriving at the Altar because of a strong premonition.

Since the Opening of Heaven and Earth, he had almost reached a realm of omnipotence. The essence of the Luo Dynasty was gradually extending its reach.

This avatar he held could be seen as a transfer conduit, allowing his perception to expand.

Time, causality, fate—these interwoven elements had become clear to him in this domain. Arriving at the Wind Dynasty and discovering the Altar space was almost inevitable. Such clear connections, without the Royal Path emerging, would not induce him to retreat.

“Annihilate!”

The figure was dispelled into mist but still did not reveal himself. He turned his back to Yun Ye and began to retreat, leaving behind a cold threat: “It seems you still cannot grasp the weight of divine fate. Time flows steadily; you will one day regret this…”

“Boom!”

Yun Ye shattered all traces. He slowly shook his head, “I am untouched by all laws; you cannot trace me, nor will you ultimately have reason to regret?”

With the might of the Ten Heavenly Arts, only the future Path Lord might catch a glimpse of his trail; all other laws would not be able to perceive him at all, as if he did not exist in this world.

If the other party truly had great power, he would have sensed danger well before Yun Ye began his actions; their threat now was simply insufficient!

“However, divine fate? That can negate Dao Artifacts from a distance; it must be either power or another Dao Artifact. It has some resonance, but do not become my obstacle, for this time, the situation has reversed…”

Yun Ye continued to delve into history.

Feng Ci himself did not awaken a Dao Artifact; he merely acquired the legacy Dao Artifact of the ruling family.

As the price for being saved by the Altar, this Dao Artifact was sacrificed and vanished within Spirit Town. From this, it could be deduced that perhaps divine fate’s establishment of the Altar was indeed for the secret collection of Dao Artifacts… however, this reasoning was somewhat weak.

After this, Feng Ci resolved to rise above everything and began his path of Reverse Liberation.

He experienced life and death along the way, successfully reaching the pinnacle under the protection of the Altar. Ultimately, after a thousand years of accumulated power and the strength of his subordinates, he reached his limit.

He initiated a great war, and in just ten years, he swept across thirty thousand miles of the Desert of Wind, establishing the Wind Dynasty. Subsequently, he fought against the Thunder Desert, slaying the demons that occupied the super spirit veins, gaining control over two states.

These two states, along with the legacy left behind by Feng Ci, allowed the Wind Dynasty to endure for four thousand years before it was finally brought to an end a little over a century ago with the arrival of the World God and the significant enhancement of the demons’ strength. This lengthy history came to a sudden halt, marking it as no small miracle.

Feng Ci’s thousand-year growth, consistently acquiring power from the Altar to enhance his physical condition and alter fate, is indeed an epic tale of heroism.

Yun Ye gradually gleaned the might of the Altar from this trajectory of growth.

The Altar could establish connections with the contractadores regardless of distance. Whether through skill proficiency or various knowledge, the Altar could provide it all, the cost being Dao Artifacts, or more precisely, resonances.

Furthermore, the Altar possessed the ability to separate these resonances without damaging the Dao Artifacts themselves. This was quite unique; it was unclear whether it was due to some power or the effect of the Dao Artifact itself.

The most crucial aspect was naturally the ‘divine fate.’

For a thousand years, aside from collecting Dao Artifacts and arranging various tasks, the only purpose divine fate could recognize was that the contractadores acted as ‘eyes.’ Feng Ci had once met with contractadores from other regions and mentioned, “So, there are moving eyes?”

These “moving eyes” were the assisting powers given to Feng Ci by divine fate, playing a crucial role during Feng Ci’s overthrow of the previous dynasty. Without this person, even if Feng Ci succeeded, the cost would be great, dashing any chance of the Wind Dynasty lasting for four thousand years.

In other words, the contractadores of divine fate perhaps also served a monitoring purpose. While it was unclear what they were watching, it always piqued one’s interest.

Yun Ye continued to trace back through time to explore the more distant past, hoping to unearth more secrets.

But over ten thousand years ago, history was abruptly severed; an unbeatable force obstructed everything, preventing any future power from prying.

“Stop!”

Tomorrow spoke immediately, blocking the view with her hand, avoiding direct sight of this segment of history.

Yun Ye decisively halted. He could sense that the figure standing over ten thousand years in the past was indeed a True Immortal, possibly multiple True Immortals; at this moment, he had no chance of measuring up to a True Immortal. The difference in levels was far too great to overcome, not to mention the possibility of multiple True Immortals.

Unlike the potentially deceased Honored Positions, True Immortals were definitely still alive. Disturbing the True Immortals in history would disturb their actual selves; he could not calculate what would happen if he attracted the attention of the True Immortals.

“It seems this place holds secrets to the utmost limits!”

Yun Ye raised his hand, intending to destroy the Altar, but soon frowned, “Tomorrow, will directly destroying this Altar alert divine fate?”

Just basic inspection of the Altar’s integrity would be enough for divine fate to discover he had been to the Wind Dynasty. He could erase the traces, but the new heavenly beings and Tomorrow could not.

“Erase the traces and leave directly. There’s no need to destroy it. At this time, its continued nurturing of contractadores works to our advantage. It is in the light, while we are in the dark; it’s up to us what we want to do,” Tomorrow said.

“True.”

Yun Ye’s figure became ethereal, cutting away the traces of history. He would pretend he had never visited the Altar space; even a Honored One could not uncover any clues.