Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2313: Chapter 2308: The End of Cultivation

The end of this path of cultivation is even more special than imagined.

Clearly noticing everyone’s reactions, but Fu Qian had no intention of explaining, just seized every moment to experience it.

Having already reminded Miss Liushuang to handle the relationship between cultivation and self, but at the time it was mainly based on intuitive perception.

Later, in the battle with the Heart Demon, he faced a presence similar to the end of Sword Dao, the heroic figure of the male and female Sword Saints combined remains impressive.

If what lies ahead truly represents the Jade Soul Master’s zen path of ”Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form,” then my previous reminder doesn’t seem unwarranted.

Old Master Yasui Tokiyuki counts as an example of the traditional path to deification.

Though the process was perilous, even lacking fundamental existence, after ultimately transforming into a New God, his state appeared normal.

Still able to run and jump, even remember grievances, coming immediately to deal with me.

Just that the sense of sublimity and immortality seems somewhat lacking.

Could this be the difference between fruits and sweets?

The former lacks the purity of the latter, making the image more concrete but not overwhelmingly advantageous.

Yet at the same time, because the latter is overly pure, the Gods on this path seem to have become some auxiliary rather than a controlling entity.

Though this brings benefits, suddenly having the flavor of living as long as heaven and earth, a more stable transcendence.

And this is not the only benefit, it appears that compared to the traditional path to deification, this path has strong inclusivity—impermanence.

At this moment, Fu Qian also understood what this name means.

Another incorrect reflection of the ”Indescribable.”

That’s right... The Jade Soul Master, or my Heart Demon is not the only one.

The end of this path of cultivation is still reflecting in another wrong form.

Similarly lacking in specific image, similarly silent with only observation, yet Fu Qian knows its name is the impermanence mentioned by Si Lei.

Thus, certain doubts seem to be resolved.

The relationship between the names Impermanence and Jade Soul Master is indeed unusual.

Previously jokingly said maybe ”Impermanence,” with the title ”Jade Soul Master,” at first glance seems wrong, but upon reflection, it can indeed serve as a rough analogy for the current situation—

The essence is the ”Indescribable” at the end, both impermanence and Jade Soul Master are names for recognition.

They accompany the essence in its immortality, though merely crude ”words” and ”titles.”

On this basis, there is every reason to suspect more ”posthumous titles” can be added.

The end of cultivation appears highly inclusive.

This might even explain the two Sword Saints back then.

Could they have a similar relationship?

This transcendent path truly challenges imagination.

In his reflection, Fu Qian slowly raised the muzzle of his gun, aiming at that yet-to-mature face.

Miss Wen has once again reassured him by halting the Kaleidoscope.

Although only for a short time, the broken body ahead still looks unable to hold up.

The robe of human faces, now convulsively constricted around the body, distorting the limbs.

Having lost the effect of the Kaleidoscope, the joyous expression on the faces disappears, replaced by various distorted emotions.

”Professor Fu, what are you doing?”

As Fu Qian acted, Old Master Veron’s voice finally couldn’t help but sound out, clearly worried he would act recklessly.

Bam!

Unfortunately, Fu Qian ignored him, directly pulling the trigger.

...

It was quite fruitful.

From the current outcome, this department collaboration project is by far the most successful.

Merely having the chance to glimpse the end of the path of cultivation is an extremely precious experience.

Perhaps the credit not only goes to the Divine Ashes Institute but also to serendipitous encounters, such as the contributions of the Jade Soul Master and the assistance of the Pontiff.

Nonetheless, the efforts of Old Master Veron also deserve my utmost support.

The current issue seems fairly clear.

Si Lei mentioned the name Impermanence while Veron and others felt that the will affecting them has no definite name.

These are completely not contradictory as perhaps the direct reason is the Jade Soul Master’s previous ”digestion” of them, but succeedingly transcending with my help, now what affects them is ”Indescribable.”

Hence, the appearance of any name would not be surprising.

Moreover, from my elevated position, I can completely sense the surrounding ”Script State.”

Yes, it is indeed Brain Dance, not my imagination running wild.

The members of the Divine Ashes Institute, their actions are honestly akin to one unified whole, much like when I attended a banquet at Byeluk, except the script is just more flexible.

Before, believing they controlled the situation, Veron and the others actually belonged to part of the theme, never leaving the script.

Thus, if this state was caused by the actions of the Jade Soul Master, then what about over at Byeluk?

Impermanence?

Although still uncertain of this entity’s exact origin, Fu Qian still made the simplest inference.

No matter whether it’s true, one must say the ancient organization Blind Eye Association is indeed profoundly rich in depth.

Not only spying on Divine Emblems, making the Holy Grail and Holy Clothes, even paths like cultivation were touched upon subtly reaching the end point through special methods.

Collins and the others’ state evidently more moderate, the Divine Ashes bunch despite not having holes in their heads, their situation is markedly severe.

Furthermore, why Old Master Veron came to me earlier suddenly makes perfect sense—

As a member of the highest tier, possibly clueless, yet managed a struggling behavior to seek help after being trapped by Brain Dance.

Now seeking help has been answered.

The power even lesser than Air Bullet, hasn’t triggered Graceful Release either.

Yet in the sound of gunfire, the skull ahead has been directly opened.

Amidst flying bones, the tortured brain’s gyri are exposed.

Seemingly slightly pulsating, a physical display of Brain Dance.

”What did I do?”

Having done all that, Fu Qian turned to Veron the next moment, casually inquiring.

Hmm...

Though the tragedy is so close by, Mr. Viron, seemingly intimidated by the perpetrator’s threat, exhibits vacant eyes, as if seeing nothing of the body still struggling.

Splendid indeed.

Blowing the gun barrel beside his mouth, Fu Qian looks very satisfied with such a scene.

The gain this time is more than just knowledge.

In this special state, I seem to somewhat recreate the Angel of Comfort’s prowess.

My being is the Other Shore, mercy graces mankind.