Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered with subtlety, his expression unchanged, and he bowed as he spoke, "Elder, you have attained the immortal power, undoubtedly possessing immense tolerance. I am merely an insignificant mortal, living a fleeting life. If you take offense at minor matters with me, wouldn't it be beneath your dignity?"

"Hmph! You kid think a few sweet words can let you escape punishment, dreaming in broad daylight! This old ape was once a monkey, and even as an Immortal Ancestor, my nature hasn't changed. Being petty is only natural. Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhao Sheng displayed a wry smile, helpless as he said, "Elder, please don't jest with me. Whatever you command, feel free to say it. I will do whatever I can."

Upon hearing this, the scruffy old ape was immediately like a tail-stepped cat, loudly cursing, "Bah! I, the old ape, possess great Divine Skills, roaming all universes! What would I need a kid like you to do for me?"

Zhao Sheng quickly adapted, smiling as he said, "Yes, yes, what Senior says is right. I misspoke earlier. I unintentionally disturbed your rest. Please give me a chance to atone."

"Now that's a proper statement." The scruffy old ape softened his expression and nodded, then asked, "First tell me, where do you come from, and how did you fall into the Forgotten Heaven and enter my Thought Realm?"

Forgotten Heaven? And what is the Thought Realm?

As Zhao Sheng's thoughts turned, he recalled the two "worlds" he experienced before and suddenly had an epiphany.

Seeing that the other party didn't truly seem angry, he gathered his courage and boldly asked, "May I ask if Elder is the Great Saint of the Ape Clan, with the surname Yuan and single name Hong?"

"Oh, you've heard of this old ape's name? Could it be that my name still circulates among the Human Clan?"

Upon finishing, the old ape's face darkened, and he sneered, "Heh, yes! I am the Golden Sun Saint, Yuan Hong! Are you a disciple of the Supreme Sect?"

"What great sect is the Supreme Sect? This junior has never heard of it; perhaps I am merely ignorant," Zhao Sheng feigned a bewildered expression.

The scruffy old ape rolled his eyes, scratched the hair behind his head, then nonchalantly waved his hand, saying, "The Supreme Sect! Just a rundown household, not worth mentioning. It's fine if you haven't heard of it. Tell me, how did you fall into the Forgotten Realm?"

Yuan Hong seemed to have forgotten that every night in this land, the sound of chanting echoed, with words constantly extolling the incredible powers of the Supreme Heavenly Venerate!

Just hearing the name Supreme Sect inevitably reminded one of the Supreme Heavenly Venerate, perhaps even a supreme sect founded by him.

This only demonstrated that a monkey is just a monkey; when it comes to schemes, it cannot outthink the Human Clan.

Zhao Sheng pretended not to know and quickly recounted how he inadvertently arrived there, omitting the beginning and the end.

As he narrated, the old ape grew increasingly thoughtful, nodding and smiling as if he understood the situation completely.

After Zhao Sheng finished, Yuan Hong raised one hand, resting his right palm on his cheek, and said seriously, "By your account, that Nine Nether Tower should house items related to me. The Mixed Hole Realm you mentioned must be the confluence of this world and the Void Realm. Guided by my relics, it's no wonder you fell into Forgotten Heaven and ended up in this Thought Realm."

"May I ask, Great Saint, is this Forgotten Heaven part of the Nine Nether Void Realm? And what is this Thought Realm? How does it differ from the heavens of the present world?"

As if no one had set foot in this Thought Realm for countless years, the scruffy old ape displayed rare patience and was surprisingly talkative.

"Forgotten Heaven is located in the Extreme Domain of the Nine Nether Void Realm. From top to bottom, it belongs to the Seventh Netherworld, a place where all things are forgotten, according to your Human Clan's True Immortals, it is the junkyard of memories from all universes, where all forgotten memories and information eventually fall, until they are absorbed by the Law of Forgetting, turning into nothingness.

The Thought Realm! It is a 'Void Sky Illusion' manifested by one or more thoughts of the deceased. Of course, the prerequisite is that the owner of the thoughts must have reached at least True Immortal Level, having undergone Immortal Tribulation and obtained the Longevity Dao Fruit."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered, hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Great Saint, you wouldn't...would you...?"

"Ha-ha! What's there not to say? You guessed right. I died unknown how many ten thousand years ago. Now, all that's left is a scanty Thought Realm drifting in Forgotten Heaven. I merely wait for the day when every life in this world will have completely forgotten me. This Thought Realm will naturally perish under the End of Fortune, granting me eternal release."

Yuan Hong spoke carefreely, yet there still lingered on his face traces of reluctance, resentment, and even a wistful attachment.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng had more or less grasped Yuan Hong's sentiments.

At this moment, the last Great Sun had already extinguished, and darkness shrouded the heavens and the earth, gradually accompanied by murmuring sounds from the sky.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng stepped forward, cupping his hands, and said, "Does the Great Saint have any unfulfilled wishes? I am willing to help alleviate them."

Yuan Hong, upon hearing this, couldn't help but point a finger at him, chiding with a smile, "Alleviate, my foot! Could you topple Blessings Heaven, overthrow the Supreme Old Thief's altar, with your power? As a child, your strength is minimal, yet your talk is mighty!"

"No, no! The Supreme Heavenly Venerate must be a supreme power comparable to Immortal Ancestors, and I am but a flicker of fire compared to the blazing Great Sun, the gap is immeasurable. I'm only looking to atone and beg for the Great Saint's understanding," Zhao Sheng quickly shook his head.

Yuan Hong's expression suddenly cooled, and he said coldly, "I intended to grant you some benefit, but you just had to mention that old unkillable Supreme. I am now very angry, and the consequences are serious!"

As he uttered these words, the chanting of countless beings rose sharply, slowly drowning out everything in this realm.

At that moment, Yuan Hong suddenly grew extremely agitated, looking up and roaring madly at the sky, "Noisy!"

Boom!

As the word "noisy" left his mouth, the entire night sky suddenly filled with dark clouds, countless thunderbolts tearing through the clouds, exploding in unison, an extremely dazzling Electric Light lighting up the heavens and the earth.

The rumbling thunder instantly drowned out the chanting!

After shouting, Yuan Hong abruptly turned towards Zhao Sheng, his eyes blazing with two dark golden flames, his visage ferocious as he yelled, "Kid, this saint possesses three Supreme Divine Powers and seventy-two types of Immortal Law. Do you wish to learn?"

"Yes! Of course, I do!" Startled by the sudden intensity, Zhao Sheng quickly nodded.

"Want to learn? Ha-ha, this saint shall... shall..."

Halfway through speaking, Yuan Hong suddenly clutched his head and shot up into the sky, disappearing into the depths of the Thunder Cloud.

"...Damn, damn! Fatian Xiangdi, Golden Light Divine Escape, and the annihilation... Damn it, I've forgotten, forgotten everything!... No, I don't want to be forgotten, I don't...!"

"...Curse the heavens, Supreme Old Thief! You're all watching, aren't you? I swear this saint shall resurrect one day, shattering your Immortal Heaven, overturning your Taoist lineage, making you... you... Ha-ha!"

As Yuan Hong gradually descended into chaos, this heaven and earth began to tremble violently, and one after another, pitch-black, unfathomable "cracks" emerged, covering the heavenly vault.

Deep chasms opened on the earth below, peaks collapsed, turning into valleys, seas surged with monstrous waves.

Countless forests and creatures, as well as innumerable demon beasts and birds, suddenly turned into wisps of white mist before Zhao Sheng's eyes, quickly forming an overwhelming tide, spreading and expanding in all directions.

This world was continuously disintegrating, constantly being devoured by mysterious Power of Laws, becoming increasingly precarious.

"Great Saint, awaken quickly!" Zhao Sheng, enveloped in golden light, soared into the sky, sending his Divine Thought bursting forth, transforming into rolling thunder, reaching toward the end of Tianqiong.

It seemed his shout had an effect, as the heavens and earth instantly became extremely still, everything halting in place.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng's vision blurred, and he suddenly disappeared from the sky.

In the next instant, he found himself back on the beach, while the scruffy old ape sat cross-legged on a large rock, displaying a solemn and dignified demeanor.

By this time, the world had amazingly returned to its original state.

The previous apocalyptic scene seemed just like a dream.