In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 1375 - 528: A Pot of Braised Supreme Daoist! Cleaning up the Mess

Chapter 1375: 528: A Pot of Braised Supreme Daoist! Cleaning up the Mess

Years flow like a melody… Heavenly Dao Reincarnation… Divine Dao Immobilization… Heavenly Fire… Nine Heavens Divine Thunder…

All the Immortal Techniques once comprehended by Heavenly Dao Void in his days as a True Immortal, were now, through Heavenly Will and Divine Intent, fiercely infused into the mind of Chen Dengming, rapidly absorbed by his repeatedly damaged and repaired brain.

At the same time, his lifespan rapidly dwindled as the numerous cells repairing his brain consumed it.

However, when compared to his long lifespan of over twenty thousand years, a loss of nearly a thousand years didn’t seem significant.

After a few dozen breaths…

Chen Dengming’s brain, on the contrary, became stronger and clearer with each repair and modification. The heavy sense of muddled burden gradually diminished almost to nothing.

The various messages flooding his mind were swiftly organized and understood due to his formidable mental computation ability, and he had already analyzed and understood at least half of them upon reception.

…

A hundred breaths later.

As Heavenly Dao withdrew its Heavenly Will, Shenxu gradually retracted its Divine Intent as well.

An old and increasingly weary voice came from the Chaos Depths, reaching the mind of Chen Dengming.

“The great calamity is still unresolved, a nest overturned does not leave intact eggs, do not overlook the New Realm… We no longer possess excess strength to face the calamity; the chess game ahead shall be left to you to complete this missing corner…”

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As this voice transmission ended, the Heavenly Dao in the Chaos Depths weariedly closed its eyes and entered a slumber.

At this moment, Shenxu also completely withdrew its Divine Intent, laughing madly, “What chess game? It’s merely a defeat; a final, unsolvable defeat. When even this God cannot salvage it, who under Heavens can?… I do not believe, do not believe…”

He rambled madly, repeating the words ‘do not believe,’ and turned away in a disoriented state, reverting to his crazy, muddled demeanor.

Perhaps many years later, upon waking up, would realize that it was all a nonsensical dream of rotten wood, then begin to believe that there are immortals in the world…

Chen Dengming watched as Heavenly Dao fell into slumber again and Shenxu descended into madness, silently contemplating the last words transmitted by Heavenly Dao.

“A nest overturned does not leave intact eggs, I should not overlook the New Realm… Is this urging me to set aside biases, a reminder that once there is trouble in the New Realm, the Ancient Region will also be affected?”

Chen Dengming had an odd expression.

Now that Heavenly Dao had fallen asleep again and Shenxu remained insane, their gestures and the transference of their legacy seemed to affirm him as the key variable in the cosmic chessboard to resolve the great calamity — perhaps even more trust in him than he had in himself.

Or rather, these two beings of vast Divine Skills, now increasingly falling into decay due to depleted powers, had foreseen that they might not survive the calamity using their own strengths, thus placing their hopes on him, this variable.

“Variable… It seems I’m merely someone accidentally transported here due to a space-time breach caused by the struggle between a Heavenly Immortal and a God Immortal, where the Mother Qi of All Things entered the Chaotic Space-Time…

Speaking of potential or talent, without the attributes derived from the Mother Qi of All Things, I seem quite ordinary, with perhaps only temperament as a slightly better aspect.

But evidently, that’s not enough to be fully optimistic about. Perhaps, there’s some potential in me that even I haven’t realized?”

Chen Dengming subconsciously touched his cheek, then shook his head, unable to think of any other special potential.

He then stopped pondering, rubbed his still somewhat swollen brow, and turned to fly towards Dongfang Huayuan and the three.

“Amitabha!”

As World Buddha Honor saw Chen Dengming flying towards him, he brought his hands together and respectfully chanted a Buddhist chant, “Donor Chen has once again resolved a catastrophe for Ancient Region, preventing countless lives from suffering, truly a man of noble heart and boundless virtue!”

At this moment, he had returned to his original form from the giant Buddha figure, now a tall and thin monk dressed in white Buddhist robes, bald and smooth-headed, thin yet with a strong frame, and under his long white eyebrows, his eyes half-closed seeming benevolent and kind.

Chen Dengming was seeing this Buddha’s true form for the first time, and wasn’t particularly impressed by the praise upon their first interaction.

This old bald monk often acted in shadowy ways, popping out suddenly out of nowhere. When sought by others, he hid and wasn’t seen, truly a crafty fellow among Daoists.

However, at this moment, this old Buddha indeed did make a contributing effort, otherwise, the situation for Dongfang Huayuan and Qu Shenzong might have been even more tragic.

Moreover, his past actions of gifting the Seven Souls Buddha Beads and single-handedly resisting the Ghost Shade showed him to be an eccentric but benevolent monk, deeply concerned for the world.

Chen Dengming courteously responded.

“It is evident that Buddha Honor also harbors a vision for the world. Just now, the Heavenly Dao elder transmitted a message to me, informing me that the great calamity has not yet been resolved, emphasizing that the calamity lies in the New Realm, not the Ancient Region.

I wonder if Buddha Honor has any good strategies to resolve this great calamity?”

“Amitabha!”

World Buddha Honor responded with a low chant of the Buddhist chant, his tone calm and deep, although not loud, carried a profound strength. He fingered his Buddha Beads, counting each bead as if calculating something.

Chen Dengming observed closely.

This old Buddha, after all, was a character who had lived for ten thousand years.

During that catastrophic calamity of ancient times, although he too suffered the disaster and was swallowed by a Ghost Immortal, he ultimately turned danger into safety and ‘lingered’ to this day; perhaps he truly had some profound insights.

However, after a while, World Buddha Honor sighed and shook his head, “Donor Chen, my strength is insufficient, I really can’t think of any good strategy. However, in Buddhism, we emphasize Karmic Dharma, everything in the world hinges on ‘fate and opportunity’. Life is drawn by ‘karmic force’, and destruction follows the same.”