Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1700: Chapter 863: Abrupt Ending

The violent trembling of the temple continued for about three breaths of time and then came to an abrupt stop.

When Gu Sheng’s vision cleared again, he found himself no longer in the original passage.

He was surrounded by an indescribable, immensely vast, pitch-black temple!

Looking around, up and down, left and right, there was endless darkness, seemingly without boundary. With his vision far surpassing that of ordinary people, he could only make out the area within three to five steps around him; beyond that was pure blackness, swallowing all light.

What shocked him even more was that his strong spiritual power was also firmly suppressed within the Sea of Consciousness by an invisible, overwhelming force akin to the heavens. He struggled to extend his perception only three steps away from his body, even less than his eyes could see!

Silence surrounded him; apart from his almost inaudible breathing and heartbeat, no other sound could be heard. It was as if the vast, boundless world was left only with him, and... the bronze tablet standing quietly beside him, emanating a faint ancient bronze glow.

Other than this, the previous passage, walls, even the shadows outside the door... everything seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

Absolute darkness, absolute silence, absolute isolation.

Even with Gu Sheng’s resolute mind, he couldn’t help but feel a trace of insignificance and heart-pounding fear stemming from the instincts of life at this moment.

Just as he was adapting to this extreme environment, attempting to figure out the situation, a voice sounded as if from the depths of the temple, or perhaps directly within his soul.

The voice carried a vague sense of curiosity, filled with awe and mystery, as if it had traversed endless spans of time and space to finally reach here.

”An interesting newcomer... the soul within your body... its essence surprisingly has a hint of... a vibe that almost matches mine?”

Gu Sheng’s heart instantly surged with waves of shock! Comparable to ”mine”? This unknown existence saw through the uniqueness of his soul with just a glance? His soul was already distinct from ordinary people, having fused with the traits of a transmigrator!

Yet he forcibly maintained calm on his face, his sharp gaze sweeping towards the depths of the endless darkness as he spoke in a low voice, his voice remarkably clear in this silent space.

”Who are you? Why hide your head and show your tail, creating mystery?”

That mystical, authoritative voice resounded again, carrying an indescribable ancient charm.

”Hide my head and show my tail? No, newcomer, you are mistaken. It is not that I am hiding or showing off, but that I... am traversing time and space, conversing with you.”

Traversing time and space?!

These four words thundered in Gu Sheng’s mind! He instantly connected them to legends only existing in tales, even considered fictitious records, and blurted out.

”A conversation across time and space... Could it possibly be... the forbidden technique that the Fate clan relied upon to become famous in ancient times—Great Prophecy Technique?!”

”Oh? You actually know the name ’Fate’?”

The voice seemed to waver slightly, carrying a hint of appreciation.

”It seems your era is not entirely devoid of legacy. That’s right, my clan was revered in distant times as—Fate.”

...

After a brief shock, Gu Sheng forced himself to swiftly calm down.

In this bizarre pitch-black temple, facing an ancient entity capable of traversing time and space for conversation, claiming to be ”Fate”, he had to maintain absolute rationality.

He quickly sorted the information he had just heard.

Fate clan, Great Prophecy Technique, time-crossing, and the unique evaluation of his soul by the other party...

He took a deep breath, suppressing the waves in his heart, and spoke again, asking the most crucial question.

”Since you are Fate, what is the meaning of the sacrificial text on this bronze tablet? Whom does this sacrificial text commemorate?”

The mysterious voice fell silent for a moment, then slowly responded, with a tone of reminiscence and indescribable complexity.

”The sacrificial text... perhaps erected by those who came after me upon my fall. As for whom the text commemorates... perhaps it is myself.”

”Yourself?”

Gu Sheng was taken aback.

”I was the last holder of the Fate clan.”

The voice continued with a weight carrying the vicissitudes of eternity.

”The Great Prophecy Technique is not an ordinary Divine Skill; it requires a specific vessel for execution and inheritance.

And my clan’s Supreme Treasure was the ’Mirror of Fate’ carrying the power of destiny. I foresaw that after my fall, this treasure would be... refined into the bronze tablet before you.”

Gu Sheng suddenly connected the dots; this bronze tablet had such an origin! At the same time, he captured a crucial piece of information—the entity foresaw its own death!

”Time is running out.”

Fate’s voice sounded again, carrying a barely detectable urgency.

”Conversing with you through time using the Great Prophecy Technique, the time that can be maintained is far shorter than you think.”

Gu Sheng’s mind raced, immediately grasping the focal point.

”You went to such lengths, expending such a cost to converse across time with me, is there something you wish to entrust to me?”

He believed the entity wouldn’t appear without reason to simply chat with someone with a ”unique soul essence”.

Fate’s voice became solemn and resolute.

”Indeed. I foresaw that soon, I will meet my end. The Fate legacy, born since ancient times, spanning millions of years, probing the Heavenly Secret, guiding destiny, must not perish by my hand!”

He paused, with a tone steeped deep in dismay and determination.