Chapter 2458: Chapter 90: Calm After the 90,000 Li Tempest

Jiang Wang raced through Si Yu’an’s sword light, having long left behind the waters of the previous battle, and crossed the Blood River that was considered the Boundary River of the Rootless World... Ahead, the Door of Mortal World was already visible.

He heard this extremely chaotic, extremely noisy, extremely inverted yet clearly expressive sound.

An "enlightenment" arose in his heart.

But this enlightenment wasn’t understanding the ultimate truth of life, nor was it discerning the Taoist laws.

Rather, it was like sitting under the Bodhi Tree, sitting until even the Bodhi dropped dead leaves, dust accumulating all over, and suddenly feeling a mood of extinction in a certain moment.

He suddenly felt all thoughts turn to ash.

The so-called true meaning of life—is life being uninteresting, being born useless, seeking but never gaining, living without benefit.

At this moment, he deeply understood Xiang Qian, even going further than Xiang Qian.

He only wanted to die.

One moment of enlightenment, heart like dead ashes.

Fortunately, Si Yu’an’s sword light gently moved at this time, slicing through his mood of desolation.

This body had already stepped onto the Door of Mortal World, and fear still lingered in his heart.

The so-called Door of Mortal World, suspended above the Evil Sea, surrounded entirely by Blood River.

Upon closer look, it didn’t appear so grandiose, condensed in the light and shadows to resemble an ordinary wooden door, with an upside-down "’Fu’" character stuck on it, the color of the red paper looking somewhat aged.

Ordinary people’s festive wishes are that fortune comes calamity goes.

Using "fortune" to ward off "calamity," it’s still fitting.

Yet, when you concentrate and gaze at this door, you can see mottled traces of time in the ordinary wood grain. If you focus further, you can see quickly morphing inscriptions on the door panel.

The writing is childish and clumsy.

Or saying "Li Family’s Little Tiger’s House"

Or saying "Fu Ren’s Household Guard"

Or saying "Awuan owes me a fruit"

Or saying "I am the Great Leisurely Person"

In short, they are rambling scribbles by playful children.

May not hold any meaning, yet it’s genuine human worldly atmosphere.

Children playfully giggling, the old smiling.

This door separates the Evil Sea, and the Red Dust is on the other side.

This Door of Mortal World, standing in Saint Water, yet does not belong to Saint Water. Its other half stands in the human world, yet it is also isolated from the human world.

It is not defined by space or time, nor does it represent any people or group; it is simply a door, a door to the human world.

The rolling Red Dust is just beyond this door.

But the door is tightly shut, not awaiting outside guests.

This door won’t open, the living beings just pass by.

It looks like just a small door, but even true monarchs as powerful as mountains and seas passing through won’t make it feel crowded.

One door like a piece of heaven, with its own realm.

If searching in Jiang Wang’s understanding for a relatively fitting description, this Door of Mortal World itself, is quite akin to a miniature of the Lost World, spanning between the Cang Sea Near Sea.

In this door, Jiang Wang and Si Yu’an look back at Saint Water.

But seeing the entire Rootless World surge once more.

The calm no longer exists, the celestial and earthly laws left by Grandmaster of the Legalist Sect Wu Bingyi are instantly breached.

Dark clouds roll, roaring across the land.

Waves rage, crashing water peaks one after another, supporting the high sky!

The situation in the Evil Sea is visibly falling into an irretrievable decline. The abyss isn’t just a metaphor, but equates to the Evil Sea itself right now.

Si Yu’an, Wu Bingyi, Chen Pu, all being Great Grandmasters and renowned top-tier warriors in the world, can only temporarily choose to leave.

Even a three-year-old child should know when things can’t be done.

But at this moment, True Man Peng Chongjian suddenly broke free from Huo Shiji’s hand and abruptly turned back on the Blood Boat.

"Sect Master, please return! There’s still a boundary before the Blood River, how can no one guard it? Allow me this place!"

As he spoke, he had already removed the black hairpin from his head, raised his hand, and waved.

This black hairpin, like a flying sword leaving the hand, shrieked as it tore through layers of space!

But seeing it swell in the wind, in an instant it was covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

That ancient tree towering, the rock formations rugged, is a famous mountain landscape. The entire shape of the mountain resembles a crouching tiger, majestically overlooking all directions... It is the peak of Taiyi Mountain, towering at eight thousand feet, with the mountain extending for several thousand miles!

Once a famous mountain in the Summer Country, how many scholars left poems in praise. Once uprooted, even today, some lament its loss.

Now descending on the Evil Sea, falling majestically, its momentum akin to sky tipping.

See this posture, Peng Chongjian seems to want to use his own strength to counter the changes of Saint Water, to fill the sea with the mountain... Regardless of the possibility, what a force it is!

Unworthy of being a figure once able to contend with Xiang Fengzhi, indeed singularly brilliant.

Taiyi Mountain crushed the accumulated clouds for miles, rumbling down like it covered the whole sky!

The roar of the giant mountain breaking through space, and the chanting of Bodhi happening almost simultaneously. They collide and resonate.

But in the next moment, the rapidly falling towering giant mountain husts in mid-air!

After the colossal waves dispersed, what supported this mountain was a hand.

A hand indescribable, unexplainable, held up Taiyi Mountain!

The reason this hand is indescribable, unexplainable, is that when it appeared in the field of vision, Jiang Wang’s Red Mirror phantom body directly crumbled.

Without the slightest chance to struggle.

Indeed, the fifty-mile range always discernible by the Red Mirror also completely darkened, disappearing from sight. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Jiang Wang, with the half-finished power of an Eye Immortal, couldn’t see anything.

Only vaguely sensing that it was the outline of a hand.

It couldn’t be described by cultivators at the Divine Arrival Layer!

Yet with Si Yu’an’s cultivation, he could see the "truth," it was a hand with proportioned joints, flesh and blood abundant, and a rosy glow.