402: Cut off obsessions and understand your true heart

Ye Xuan’s steps grew heavier on the Star Road.

The surrounding illusions gradually changed, beginning to show scenes he had never witnessed before.

It was him, countless years in the future, his hair already white, yet his appearance remained as handsome as yesterday.

He stood amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand dripping with blood.

Before him lay the bodies of his Clan members and his wives and concubines.

“Is this… a vision of the future?”

Ye Xuan abruptly halted his steps.

“No, this is absolutely impossible.”

Ye Xuan frowned; unless his future self had long been taken by Possession, even if he were to die, he would never harm his wives, concubines, or Clan members.

“This is an illusion.”

As Ye Xuan raised his hand to dispel the illusion, the Star Road suddenly twisted, pulling him into a Chaos space.

At the very center of the entire space floated a massive Bagua mirror.

The mirror was carved with Fuxi’s Bagua, sun, moon, mountains, rivers, plants, and stars.

However, what was reflected in the mirror was not his own reflection, but a man with an identical appearance yet a vastly different demeanor.

Ye Xuan recognized the man at a glance.

“Tai Hao.”

Ye Xuan subconsciously clenched his fists.

The person in the mirror shook his head: “I am the obsession you severed, the part of yourself you refused to acknowledge.”

The voice of the person in the mirror was extremely ethereal, as if explaining his origin to Ye Xuan, and yet also as if speaking of Ye Xuan’s resistance.

“You are nothing, merely an ancient obsession. Stop playing mysterious. Clear the way. If you are Tai Hao’s obsession, you should know the connection between Yue Xuan and Nv Xi.”

“Yue Xuan’s recovery requires the power of the Xuanyuan Sword. Let me pass.”

Ye Xuan was truly impatient with such probing.

However, the phantom in the mirror seemed not to care about Ye Xuan’s words.

The Bagua mirror suddenly split into eight pieces, each displaying a different scene.

In the first mirror shard, a young Ye Xuan was receiving a lecture from the Clan Chief in the Ye Clan Ancestral Hall.

Ye Xuan still remembered that it was the first time he had entered the Ancestral Hall after his Transmigration, and it was the moment they first began to Cultivate, guiding Spiritual Qi into their bodies.

That scene remained vivid in Ye Xuan’s memory to this day.

The second showed him as a youth seizing an Opportunity in a Secret Realm.

It was his first time venturing into a Secret Realm, and that moment was exceptionally smooth; he obtained all the Opportunities, and it was from that moment on that he embarked on the Dao of invincibility under heaven.

The third showed him gradually rising to prominence and fighting, Ye Xuan still remembered the first Prodigy he killed; he couldn't recall the person's name, only that this person had betrayed him, but he had counter-killed them.

From then on, Ye Xuan became more cautious when dealing with unfamiliar people.

The fourth…

The fifth…

Until the seventh mirror shard, which astonishingly displayed the primordial illusion he experienced in the Nü Wa Temple!

For the first time, Ye Xuan, as an observer, witnessed every action within the illusion.

However, the eighth mirror shard was blank.

“Fuxi’s Inquiry, Eight Mirrors Reflecting the Soul.”

The person in the mirror said faintly: “The last mirror reflects the truth you dare not face.”

Ye Xuan suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

The scenes in the first seven mirror shards began to twist, eventually all transforming into the same scene.

The white-haired Ye Xuan held the blood-stained Xuanyuan Sword, stepping on the corpses of his Clan members.

“This is why you refuse to acknowledge the name of Tai Hao.”

The person in the mirror sighed: “You are afraid of becoming that ancient deity who could sacrifice everything for the Great Dao, because you clearly know that the later Tai Hao became someone who could give everything for the Human Race.”

“He cared for Yue Xuan, but he cared more for the Human Race, so in the end…”

“Enough, stop talking.”

Ye Xuan interrupted the person in the mirror.

The space suddenly vibrated, and an image slowly emerged in the blank mirror shard.

It was the illusion, an illusion that even Ye Xuan could not bear to look at.

Yue Xuan’s voluntary sacrifice, and…

“No!”

Ye Xuan roared, and his purple-gold Divine Power erupted with a boom.

All the mirror shards shattered in response, turning into countless specks of light.

The specks of light re-condensed, and Fuxi’s remnant gazed at Ye Xuan: “You have passed the first trial.”

Ye Xuan gasped, looking up: “What kind of trial is this? Are you trying to provoke me?”

“Severing obsession, clarifying the true self. You will eventually know everything; that is your most authentic self. Everything that has been severed is you; only by combining them can you be true.”

Fuxi’s remnant waved his hand, and the Chaos space receded, revealing the Fuxi Temple suspended in the starry sky.

“But the true trial has just begun.”

The temple doors slowly opened, and an ancient bronze sword floated above the altar.

The sword body was carved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers; it was a kingly sword, constantly interwoven with an aura of killing.

Under the surging Divine Power, golden light surged, extremely powerful.

The moment Ye Xuan stepped into the temple, the ancient bronze sword suddenly vibrated like a Dragon’s roar.

The sun, moon, and star patterns on the sword body lit up one by one, projecting a vast star map into the Void Realm.

“The Xuanyuan Sword is resonating, excited to meet its former master.”

Ye Xuan felt the power of the Kongtong Seal within him echoing it. But just as he reached out to take it, before he could finish speaking, the entire temple suddenly vibrated violently.

The dome was torn open by some terrifying force, revealing the distorted starry sky outside.

Night Wu Shang floated in the Void Realm, and behind him was the incomplete Haotian Pagoda.

Night Wu Shang had indeed arrived.

Night Wu Shang stood in the Void Realm, his purplish-black Devilish Qi surging like a tide, the incomplete Haotian Pagoda suspended behind him.

Emitting a suffocating sense of oppression, he looked down at Ye Xuan from above, a mocking arc on his lips.

“Ye Xuan, you have finally reached this point.”

Night Wu Shang’s voice was deep and hoarse, as if countless voices overlapped.

“Unfortunately, you can never truly control the Xuanyuan Sword.”

Ye Xuan did not respond; he merely slowly raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and aimed them at the Xuanyuan Sword on the altar.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The sword roared like a Dragon, and the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly flew up, landing in Ye Xuan’s palm.

In an instant, vast Divine Power erupted from the sword body, golden light surging like a tide, instantly dispelling the gloom within the temple.

The sun, moon, and star patterns on the sword body completely lit up, as if the entire starry sky had been incorporated into the sword’s edge.

“Night Wu Shang, you have usurped the Haotian Pagoda and polluted the Luck of the Human Race. Today, I will strike you down with the Xuanyuan Sword!”

Ye Xuan took a step, his figure like lightning, sword light streaking across the sky, directly slashing at Night Wu Shang!

“Ridiculous!”

Night Wu Shang sneered, raising his hand and waving it. The Haotian Pagoda violently shook, and a purplish-black demonic light crashed down, colliding with the sword light of the Xuanyuan Sword!

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The two forces collided, and the entire starry sky trembled. The shockwave swept in all directions, and the dome of the temple completely collapsed, revealing the endless Void Realm outside.

Ye Xuan’s figure did not retreat; the golden light on the Xuanyuan Sword became even more dazzling. Purple and golden light intertwined in his eyes, and the Kongtong Seal within him also resonated.