The Eternal Way-Chapter 187: Beyond the Realm

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuibei immediately raised her hands, and the surrounding Yin-Yang symbols rose with them.

However, Li Qi held her hand, shook his head, signaling her to stop.

The rabbit didn't understand why, but since Li Qi did so, she immediately lowered her hands, maintaining only a defensive stance without attempting any offensive moves.

Li Qi, whether he forgot or for some other reason, didn't let go of her hand. He continued speaking toward the sky covered in canopies, "Master Chan Zhi, the Dao of Witchcraft is merely a minor path among many branches of Wu Dao. It is not something that can be brought to light due to its treacherous nature and twisted sacrificial practices, which defy natural laws. If you follow the path of witchcraft, it will only deepen your demonic thoughts, making it impossible to escape."

"If you truly wish to learn the balance methods of Wu Dao, come to me for help, as I am the orthodox practitioner of Shamans and Diviners." Li Qi sat on Old Horse, expanding his human microcosm.

Gradually, the local weather shifted towards Li Qi's position, subtly altering the natural atmosphere, though still immature, it exuded an overwhelming sense of 'I am the universe'.

He had used this technique before against Jin Bu Huan, adjusting the rhythm between the external environment and himself, allowing his human microcosm to diffuse outward, creating an area similar to a domain.

In this region, the advantages of time and place naturally favored the shamans and diviners, as it was part of their own microcosm.

Though simple in concept, witchcraft lacked such means.

The focus of witchcraft lay in 'cultivation', cultivating gu worms, demonic followers, even parts of one's body. Sacrifices were not a means of communication but rather cultivation tools for those practicing witchcraft.

Including various blood sacrifice techniques, all aimed to gather external resources to cultivate what they desired.

Sacrifice became plunder, not communion.

This was the difference between Li Qi's sacrifices and the blood sacrifices of witchcraft.

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Li Qi firmly believed that if his speculations were correct, then Master Chan Zhi would inevitably fall into the demonic path if he continued down the path of witchcraft.

Thus, after gradually adapting the local weather to suit himself, Li Qi held Shen Shuibei's hand and whispered, "Afterwards, don't come looking for me. Go to Guangyang City, find the Golden Waves Sect, and tell Wang Baisan that Li Qi wants to see him, informing him about today's events. Leave the matters of the White Rhino Army to Zhang Lan; do not get involved. Zhang Lan and Wang Baisan will handle it."

"Why shouldn't I look for you? Where are you going?" Shen Shuibei immediately asked back.

Outside, without Li Qi shielding her from many things, she would have to actively interact with others, causing her significant unease.

Although facing a seventh-rank practitioner didn't bother her, Li Qi leaving meant she had to take initiative, which made Shen Shuibei especially uneasy.

But there was no choice.

Before Li Qi could speak, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky.

Seeing this, Li Qi smiled. As expected.

After witnessing the orthodox path of Wu Dao, as a seventh-rank practitioner, it was easy for him to recognize that this was what he hoped to pursue—a method to balance his conflict between Buddha and Demon.

This was Li Qi's plan to prevent this blood sacrifice.

Fighting a seventh-rank directly would be foolish; even Shen Shuibei couldn't win, and everyone present would be buried.

Instead, taking the risk to pull others out first was wiser.

As for Li Qi himself,

he would certainly be captured by Chan Zhi.

Li Qi was convinced that in Chan Zhi's eyes, nothing mattered more than solving his Buddha-Demon conflict, and he would do anything for it.

So, he arranged Shen Shuibei's tasks, preparing for the aftermath of dealing with Chan Zhi.

He hoped Shen Shuibei wouldn't cause any trouble.

When the vortex appeared, Shen Shuibei tried to resist.

She shook off Li Qi's hand, clearly unwilling to let him be captured.

However, just as she moved—

A giant tree suddenly appeared.

A towering Bodhi tree emerged, incredibly splendid, adorned with blossoms and fruits, radiating brilliance, decorated with red, green, blue, white, and various precious gems, clouds gathered, and jewels embellished the pillars.

Golden bells hung around the branches, enveloped by a precious net, displaying countless colors, shining brightly, everything ornamented according to need.

The Bodhi tree swayed gently, producing melodious sounds of Dharma, spreading throughout the surroundings, clear, sorrowful, delicate, and harmonious.

On the branches were numerous birds:

Mandarin ducks, parrots, lovebirds, peacocks, Gandharva birds, Kalinda birds, Kinnara birds, Bahushika birds, Kalavinka birds, Jivajivaka birds, and more.

These birds carried flowers in their mouths, arriving in clusters.

However, these birds dropped their flowers and flew towards Shen Shuibei's formation.

Though the Yin-Yang symbols were mere energy manifestations without substance, the birds picked them up!

Instantly, the formation crumbled, losing all power.

Shen Shuibei frowned, quickening her movements, fingers weaving rapidly, trying to gather the remaining Yin-Yang symbols.

Yin-Yang symbols, the basic runes composing trigrams, formed the foundation of Daoist trigram and yin-yang diagrams.

These symbols flickered, converging on Shen Shuibei, blending Yin-Yang energies, combining heart-kidney essence, generating true fire.

But before it erupted, Li Qi stood up voluntarily, stepping away from Old Horse, leaving the protection of the Yin-Yang symbols.

Almost instantly, he was sucked into the vortex.

The surrounding canopy and the Bodhi tree vanished like an illusion.

Shen Shuibei's attack had taken shape, but both Li Qi and the canopy were gone.

In frustration, she pushed forward the gathered True Fire, releasing a powerful wave of fire like a tsunami, splitting a small mountain range in half!

Lava spewed, flames surged.

She floated in the air, glancing at the sky.

The rabbit was angry.

Though she didn't know who captured Li Qi, she was furious.

At this moment, a figure swiftly approached—it was Zhang Lan, who hadn't fled earlier.

Zhang Lan, although blocked by the canopy before, hadn't run away. Now, with the canopy gone, he rushed over.

"Miss Shen? Brother Li?" Zhang Lan asked.

Shen Shuibei's expression turned serious, having been previously blank.

Initially, she didn't want to talk to Zhang Lan.

But remembering Li Qi's words,

the rabbit irritably rubbed her face and said, "Li Qi said to leave the White Rhino Army and the civilians to you. I have to go find someone. Goodbye!"

With that, Shen Shuibei quickly departed, flying towards Guangyang City.

First, find that... Wang, Wang...

What was his name again?

She had forgotten.

Meanwhile, Zhang Lan looked at the frightened civilians and the depleted morale of the White Rhino Army.

The knight sighed.

Since Brother Li dared to sacrifice himself to lead away the seventh-rank practitioner, the mess left behind fell to him.

The White Rhino Army's morale was scattered, and the civilians were terrified.

"Really... damn!" he cursed.

Whether he was cursing Li Qi, the sudden appearance of the seventh-rank practitioner, or himself, he wasn't sure.

Seventh rank...

Even the high-level members of Righteous Sword Palace were only seventh rank. In Hundred Forests, a seventh-rank practitioner could be considered a governor, reigning supreme within ten thousand miles.

How many such figures existed?

Seventh rank could lead their entire sect, overseeing the grand array of three hundred sixty celestial swords.

Just as Zhang Lan sighed, Old Horse suddenly arrived.

Puzzled, he looked at Old Horse: "Is this Brother Li's dragon steed? Why?"

Old Horse turned around, revealing a letter on its back.

Zhang Lan picked it up, scanning it briefly, his expression turning grave.

"Follow me afterwards. After settling the civilians, we'll go to Righteous Sword Palace!"

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Regardless of the events unfolding, the tasks were divided.

As for Li Qi, after passing through the vortex,

he felt a strange sensation.

His vision went dark, seeing nothing, yet this darkness conveyed madness, despair, and loss of sanity.

It felt like being in a world already doomed.

Whispers echoed in his ears, his senses blurring.

Consciousness sank into darkness, the cold, deep golden hue around him warming up, like lying in bed, turning off the lights, closing his eyes.

Despite the darkness, it felt reassuring, lulling him to sleep.

Almost falling asleep,

but the next second, two golden lines beside him lit up, slicing through the darkness. Li Qi struggled to react with his last bit of consciousness.

But it had no effect.

Eighth-rank Metal Qi seemed powerless against these things.

Yet—

Countless progress bars flashed before his eyes, as if passing through numerous events.

Suddenly, Li Qi realized that the progress bars he had grown accustomed to, piercing through the darkness, revealed all the strange entities around him.

Darkness receded, replaced by—

Stars.

Beautiful stars.

Not just specks on a curtain.

From the ground, the stars seen are like sesame seeds scattered on black cloth.

Such stars seemed boring now.

Now, Li Qi's Dao Resonance dispelled the darkness, revealing astonishing truths.

Before Li Qi were endless galaxies, visible marvels!

Vast space filled with boundless light, billions of burning plasma spheres!

But there was more!

A roc with wings spanning the size of a star, carrying magnificent palace complexes on its back, capable of holding several planets.

Its distance made its light appear fist-sized, but the star beneath it couldn't be fake.

A translucent giant in the starry sky leaped across galaxies, disappearing in moments.

Despite moving faster than light, beyond Li Qi's reaction speed, he could still see the giant's actions, perceiving something more profound than light.

A terrifying crocodile roamed the cosmic sea, swallowing galaxies, devouring dozens of stars, stirring cosmic waves.

And more—small worlds floating on indescribable rivers of energy, like boats on an ocean, drifting within a rainbow sea.

Some were spherical, resembling planets but covered in a crystalline membrane, hiding inner realms.

Others were floating continents, suspended in space, drifting according to certain laws.

Some were hemispherical, with a dome covering the land below.

Looking up, Li Qi saw even more majestic sights.

A dragon composed entirely of stars, with galaxies as muscles and planets as cells.

To countless beings, it was a point of light embedded in the heavens.

This dragon appeared before Li Qi momentarily, just a glimpse.

But he recognized it.

Azure Dragon! One of the Four Symbols!

In this boundless realm, there were billions of worlds, each containing billions more!

Countless scenes gathered, defying reason!

Its beauty was indescribable, like crystal snowflakes melting upon touch, pure beauty lost upon contact.

Attempting to describe its beauty tarnished its purity.

Li Qi understood.

He knew where he had arrived after passing through the vortex.

Beyond the Realm!

Here, he was in the Beyond!