Chapter 643

Chapter 643: Those who follow heaven live, those who go against heaven die

"This trip was really worth it."

The Chaotic Ancient God’s heart pounded. He seemed to have discovered an astonishing secret. If the Hongmeng Dao Realm was not the only one, could he find an alternative path to Ascend to Dao One?

"Not right…"

He frowned deeply.

The beyond chaos was also within the Hongmeng Dao Realm, only existing in a chaotic form.

Bang!

The chaos parted like a tide in two directions. A mysterious light shimmered in the Immortal Land of the Other Shore. On the Bridge to the Other Shore, intricate ancient divine patterns were carved.

"Heavenly Path Symbols…" Mo Wangshu’s eyelids twitched, and he couldn’t help but grin.

Although it was unknown where this Immortal Land of the Other Shore came from, it contained the rules of the heavenly path. This showed that there indeed existed a method here that could free him from the bindings of the heavenly path.

Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was truly fair and honest.

Mo Wangshu stepped onto the Bridge to the Other Shore.

Swish!

The Chaotic Ancient God, acting impulsively, transformed into a streak of light and charged toward the Immortal Land of the Other Shore. At the last moment before the world barrier closed, he landed on the Bridge to the Other Shore.

"Chaotic Daoist friend, aren’t you afraid of death?" Mo Wangshu laughed.

"I want to Ascend to Dao One," the Chaotic Ancient God said with blazing eyes.

"Hahaha…"

Mo Wangshu laughed, "To tell you the truth, this world is called the Immortal Land of the Other Shore. I learned about it from the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, and it contains mysteries unknown to others."

"If you want to Ascend to Dao One, entering this place might truly bring you fortune."

"The two of us are old friends. I’m willing to share this secret with you. On this journey, we’ll share hardships together."

He spoke rapidly and incessantly, like a string of firecrackers.

The Chaotic Ancient God uncharacteristically did not dislike him.

"It’s the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion again?" he stirred and exclaimed, "In this world, it seems nothing, no secret, can escape his knowledge."

"I spent three hundred trillion," Mo Wangshu said proudly.

"…"

The Chaotic Ancient God’s heart sank, "People all say the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion relies on billions to get close. I originally thought it was a joke, but now it seems truer than true."

"Nonsense."

Mo Wangshu dismissed it.

The two of them did not know that after they entered the Immortal Land of the Other Shore, a human figure suddenly appeared above the chaos. His whole body was shrouded in a mysterious light, making his face impossible to recognize.

His gaze was profound as he stared at the empty chaos.

It seemed he could see the existence of the Immortal Land of the Other Shore.

"Moon Emperor, your beautiful dream is finally about to shatter."

He seemed to be smiling, even as if sneering; after uttering these words, he vanished completely.

……

Immortal Land of the Other Shore.

The two traversed the Bridge to the Other Shore.

At the end of the divine bridge, stood two immortal steles.

The immortal steles soared straight into the sky.

Each immortal stele bore four ancient characters, elegant and powerful, as if dragons flew.

"Those who follow heaven live, those who go against heaven die."

"Those who follow heaven live, those who go against heaven die…" Mo Wangshu pondered over the eight characters before him, vaguely sensing a strangeness; these eight words seemed to refer to him.

The Chaotic Ancient God’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Daoist friend, this place—might it be independent from the world due to some reason?"

"Perhaps."

Unusually, Mo Wangshu did not chatter idly.

The two passed by the ancient steles.

A magnificent and resplendent universe came into sight.

Above the firmament, constellations were spread out, and yin and yang shone brightly.

Mo Wangshu glanced down, spotting ancient cities sprawled across the land, rivers winding like dragons among countless towns.

Beyond the city-states, mountains stretched endlessly.

"Daoist friend Mo, look quickly."

The Chaotic Ancient God’s gaze fixed on an immense statue, that of a woman with long hair cascading over her shoulders, her unparalleled beauty radiating maternal kindness, as if the mother of all things, revered by many.

This was only one of them.

In almost every city, an identical statue was enshrined.

"This woman—might she be this land’s creator?" the Chaotic Ancient God murmured.

Mo Wangshu paid little attention to the matter.

"The Master only told me my opportunity lies in Immortal Land of the Other Shore, but did not tell me how to find my opportunity."

He was deeply troubled.

"That statue must be a great figure; should we try to communicate with it?"

"Do not act recklessly."

The Chaotic Ancient God felt a shiver run down his spine.

The creator of Immortal Land of the Other Shore, who could forge a paradise within chaos and remain hidden for ages, surely wielded immense and terrifying power.

Note that Mo Wangshu hailed from the Dao One in the yin realm lineage, knowing many secrets, yet he only learned of Immortal Land of the Other Shore through Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

From this, it appeared that the Dao One in the yin realm likely did not know of Immortal Land of the Other Shore.

Boom!

Suddenly, the void rippled like floating white paper, as two formidable auras manifested in the perceptions of Mo Wangshu and the Chaotic Ancient God.

"You two outsiders, how did you appear in the Immortal Land of the Other Shore?"

"Confess truthfully!"

A cold voice cut through the air. The speaker was a youth with sword-like brows and star-like eyes, a sword strapped to his back. His sharp gaze bore fiercely into the Chaotic Ancient God and Mo Wangshu.

"Dao Ancestor?"

The Chaotic Ancient God frowned. The swordsman’s strength rivaled his own.

"Junior brother, mind your manners."

Another voice sounded, crisp as pearls striking jade. A soft, clear light swirled and condensed into the form of a graceful woman.

Her countenance was stunningly beautiful and pure, her demeanor gentle and amiable, like an elder sister next door.

A faint smile touched her lips as she looked at the two. "Fellow Daoists, the Immortal Land of the Other Shore is isolated from the world. Throughout endless ages, none have come here."

"Though your strength is immense, it should still be insufficient to breach the barrier of the Immortal Land of the Other Shore."I dare ask, where do you hail from fellow Daoists? And by what means did you enter?"

"Fellow Daoist, we are denizens of the Hongmeng Dao Realm," the Chaotic Ancient God’s eyes darted shrewdly. "This world… does it not belong to the Hongmeng Dao Realm?"

"How did you get in?"

The swordsman demanded coldly.

"Unification of heaven and earth; Transformation of mortal dust; Harmony of Yin and Yang; True return to the Other Shore."

Mo Wangshu recited the incantation.

Hush!

Both the peerless beauty and the swordsman stiffened visibly.

"How could you possibly know the incantation to open the Immortal Land of the Other Shore?" The peerless beauty stared at Mo Wangshu in shock and disbelief.

A sharp light flickered in the swordsman’s eyes, an unusual restraint tempering his usual irritation.

Mo Wangshu smiled. "Naturally, a master informed me."

He did not mention Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist, our reason for coming is to resolve a matter."

He looked at the peerless beauty. "I perceive, within your very origin, a power akin to the rules of the heavenly path. Likely, like me, you too are bound by the constraints of the heavenly path."

"You seek to be unshackled from the heavenly path’s bindings?"

Upon hearing this, the peerless beauty instantly understood Mo Wangshu’s purpose.

"It seems the master behind you is formidable indeed, to possess such knowledge.”

The peerless beauty’s delicate face turned grave.

"Come with me."

"I will take you to meet our master."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Mo Wangshu cupped his hands respectfully in thanks.

The four flew together towards a towering divine city.

"Fellow Daoist, within the Hongmeng Dao Realm, with strength like mine, where might I rank?" The swordsman walked beside the Chaotic Ancient God and suddenly spouted nonsense.

"Daoist Brother jests, surely?"

The Chaotic Ancient God looked at him in surprise. "Your strength is no less than mine. In the entire Hongmeng Dao Realm, you would assuredly rank within the top twenty."

He inwardly understood.

The cultivators of this Immortal Land of the Other Shore must have never left its confines since the moment their world came into being. They possessed almost no knowledge of the Hongmeng Dao Realm.

The swordsman fell into thoughtful silence.

Hearing their conversation, the peerless beauty frowned slightly but said nothing more.

The four flew into the divine city.

The first sight that greeted them was a statue.

The statue was exquisitely lifelike, radiating overwhelming power. It stood like an immovable pillar that anchors the seas, suppressing all things.

"Fellow Daoist, why does every city possess such a statue?" Mo Wangshu asked curiously.

"That is our Master."

The peerless beauty did not hide it, smiling. "These statues embody our Master’s power. They anchor the world’s fortunes and suppress all demonic evils."

"I see."

Mo Wangshu grasped the meaning.

They arrived before a hall of ancient elegance.

"Master, your disciple has summoned the two fellow Daoists as instructed."

The peerless beauty bowed respectfully.

"Enter.""

A gentle voice sounded from within the hall.