Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 530-540: Humanity is as beautiful as the world, memories of the past become history.
【Part 1: Upgrade your Destiny Card.】

[Part Two: Complete all currently missing information in the encyclopedia.]

Three: Possess a door.

Lin Beixuan stood there, stunned, his thoughts lingering on the three choices that came to mind.

He never expected that simply refining a Four Symbols Dragon Horn would cause his stats to change as well.

Fate cards can be upgraded.

This surprised and excited Lin Beixuan.

His current status is almost entirely due to the fact that his panel can equip multiple Destiny Charts at the same time and copy the abilities of others.

What will happen if the panel is upgraded again?
However, the option of completing all the current encyclopedia information also appealed to Lin Beixuan.

To date, he has unlocked many illustrations, but despite unlocking them, there are still some that he hasn't collected in full.

Leaving aside the recent Twelve Mundane Gods Compendium, there are also the Minor Mundane Gods Compendium and the Major Mundane Gods Compendium. He hasn't even completed the previously opened Mysterious Ghostly Compendium.

If he were to collect all of these illustrations at once, the total rewards he would receive would be staggering, instantly filling his treasure trove.

As for the last one.

"Own a door?"

Lin Beixuan frowned. If this door was what he had imagined, then it was rather terrifying.

The door that the authorities went to great lengths to seal was instead presented as a reward on the interface, allowing the user to choose it.

What's the point of him carrying it around? Is he waiting for a bunch of skeletons to suddenly jump out of it someday?
Lin Beixuan didn't quite understand the significance of this last choice.

"Unless... this door wasn't used by Jionghai to enter my world, but rather by me to go to Jionghai's world?"

"But no matter what, choosing a door doesn't mean much to me."

Lin Beixuan quickly made his decision.

Upgrade your destiny card.

He got to where he is today largely thanks to the panel; he has no reason to choose anything else from it.

While completing the missing information in the encyclopedia is certainly appealing, it still can't compare to the stats displayed on the main panel.

You choose to upgrade your Destiny Card.

【whether】

"Yes!" Lin Beixuan thought to himself.

In an instant, Lin Beixuan felt a bright white halo rise in his mind, like a blazing sun, illuminating his consciousness and spirit.

"boom……"

An unprecedented sense of awareness suddenly rushed into his mind. Lin Beixuan felt a sharp pain in his brain for a moment, and then found himself in another place.

"Another illusion?" Lin Beixuan had just had this thought when he immediately dismissed it: "No, this is part of Chenlong's memories."

At the same time, Yin Hu saw Lin Beixuan close his eyes again, his eyes in the ancient mirror showing some doubt.

However, when he saw the pure aura suddenly rising above Lin Beixuan's head, his expression suddenly changed.

"How can it be!"

Yin Hu's eyes were filled with shock. He stared at the top of Lin Beixuan's head and saw the misty aura gradually transform into a pair of dragon horns.

"The Four Symbols Dragon Horns are the Dragon's protective charms, containing a portion of his divinity. Even if this kid refined them in the temple, the current situation shouldn't have occurred."

The floating ancient mirror continuously emitted black and white energy. The tiger's huge eyes suddenly moved closer, as if wanting to get even closer and see the scene before it more clearly.

At this moment, what happened to Lin Beixuan was completely beyond his expectations.

In his view, the Four Symbols Dragon Horns should not have merged with Lin Beixuan.

But the facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe them.

"Who...who are you?!"

The ancient mirror suddenly shattered, and black and white auras surged forth. A tall and majestic black tiger emerged from it, its shape like a collapsing mountain or a condensed mist. Its fur was as if splashed with ink, white as snow and black as night.

The yin and yang energies rose and fell with his breath, flowing as if he were a living being, his four feet touching the ground, his yin energy condensing into frost, and his yang energy extinguishing its sound.

Yin Hu stared at Lin Beixuan's cross-legged figure, his tone low and brooding, as if he were looking at an unknown being.

However, when he tried to take two more steps forward, the chains binding him suddenly tightened, abruptly stopping him in his tracks.

"call--"

Yin Hu let out a long breath, his yin-yang-like pupils lingering on Lin Beixuan for a long time before slowly withdrawing.

"I don't know what Chenlong is planning, but he's actually willing to undergo the Three Corpse Dissolutions and give up his position as Xiao Shen. I have nothing to say about that."

Tiger slowly retreated and merged back into the ancient mirror. Although the broken mirror had healed, there were still residual cracks on its surface.

Meanwhile, Lin Beixuan was unaware of what was happening outside; at this moment, he was completely immersed in Chenlong's memories.

……

The surroundings were dark and chaotic, with wisps of turbid air rolling like waves. The quiet and oppressive atmosphere felt like a lock on one's heart, making it hard to breathe.

Lin Beixuan walked slowly through it. He knew he was in Chenlong's memories, but he didn't expect to be able to observe from the perspective of an outsider.

He walked forward along the ancient path that he could vaguely make out, and was just about to reach the end.

Suddenly, the world changed drastically, and an enormous hand emerged from the chaos, pressing down on the path in front of him.

"Woooo..."

Hearing eerie sounds, Lin Beixuan turned his head and looked around, only to find that behind him were countless heads.

These ghostly spirits lingered behind him, as if preparing to travel along the path beneath his feet to some unknown place.

As the giant hand pressed down on the road ahead, it suddenly clenched, causing the earth to shake violently, the road to collapse, and the ancient road to be uprooted by the giant hand.

Lin Beixuan saw the road in front of him disappear, leaving only darkness like an abyss. A small pebble fell and remained silent for a long time.

The road is blocked!

Lin Beixuan took a deep breath and looked up at the enormous figure behind the giant hand.

It was a giant as large as a mountain. Lin Beixuan could not see its appearance clearly and could only see some silhouettes in the dim light.

The figure was surrounded by thick yin energy, as if it were a demon god emerging from chaos, and every move it made exuded an aura of majesty as if it were a prison.

"You have severed the path to the underworld. From now on, the souls of the dead will have no means of restraint, and many evil spirits will likely arise in the world." Just then, a voice rang out.

"It's better to break off than to become food for those things behind the door."

Are you really going to do this?

The turbid air surged, lightning flashed, and a huge dragon shadow flashed by, followed by a young man dressed in snow-white robes.

This young man shone brightly even in the darkness, like spring thunder bursting forth, bringing new life to all things.

“Chenlong!” Lin Beixuan stared at the person in front of him and murmured.

"I had to do it."

The enormous figure shrank eerily and finally emerged from the surrounding turbid air. He waved his hand, and the originally dense turbid air instantly disappeared.

In an instant, flowers bloomed in profusion, their magnificent blossoms swaying in the wind and releasing a captivating fragrance. The rushing river flowed beneath the bridge, and countless red cherry blossoms fell from the ancient, beautiful trees—everything transformed in a flash.

Seeing this scene, Lin Beixuan suddenly understood.

He is currently on the ancient road to the underworld.

Lin Beixuan stood on the broken road in front of the abyss, gazing at the two people on the opposite bank.

He had already understood the identities of both parties: one was the mortal master of Chen Shi Entropy Increase, and the other was the master of the previous generation of the Underworld.

Chenlong said calmly, "If you go, you may never come back. If the underworld ceases to exist, chaos will ensue in the mortal realm."

"That's better than being completely destroyed. Some things have to be done, don't they?"

"But is it really worth sacrificing the entire underworld? And there's no guarantee we can stop them."

“I am confident that if I block the door, they will not be able to get in.”

"The star lord behind the door won't just watch you get in the way of her intrusion."

"It doesn't matter. I'm already prepared. Even if I die and my soul dissipates, it will be enough to prevent them from invading our world for at least a hundred years."

As for what comes next, it will probably depend on you all.” The Lord of the Underworld smiled smugly, offering no words of expectation, only a simple statement.

"..."

Chenlong did not answer, but silently turned his head and looked in the direction where Lin Beixuan was.

Lin Beixuan was startled and a thought suddenly came to mind.

"Are they looking at me?"

But as soon as the idea came to mind, he rejected it repeatedly.

"Impossible. I only received a portion of Chenlong's memories. So much time has passed, how could they be watching me?"

As expected, Chenlong and the Lord of the Underworld both withdrew their gazes and continued their conversation.

Lin Beixuan's violently beating heart finally calmed down.

He wanted to continue listening to what Chenlong had to say, but the scene before him suddenly became blurry, as if a layer of mist had quietly enveloped him.

Immediately afterwards, the scene began to distort and rotate. Lin Beixuan felt dizzy and disoriented. When he regained his balance, he found that he had left the scene of the underworld and appeared in another memory.

Before me lay a desolate scene, with mutilated corpses everywhere, rising and falling, a bloody and gruesome sight, the piles of bodies resembling small mountains.

There are humans, spirits, ghosts, and even gods...

Blood mixed with mud and sand flowed past my feet, and the air was filled with a nauseating stench of decay—the smell of death and despair.

"Lu Chenjiang, you've lost!"

Lin Beixuan looked up and saw a procession in front of him, with golden flags fluttering in the wind and a large character '历' written on them.

The middle-aged soldier, clad in gleaming armor and covered in blood, had plunged his longsword into the ground beside him. His tiger-like eyes, bloodshot, were fixed on him without blinking.

Lin Beixuan thought to himself, "Me? Lu Chenjiang?"

Lin Beixuan quickly realized that his current identity in the memory scene was Lu Chenjiang, the original owner of the Earth-Overturning Heart within his body.

But why does he appear in the other person's perspective?

"Lose? Do you think you've won?"

The voice came from behind him. Lin Beixuan turned his head and saw that there was also a group of people standing behind him, one of whom he even recognized.

"The Celestial Venerable".

At this moment, the Heavenly Gang Venerable was completely different from the playful and smiling face Lin Beixuan had when he first met him. Although he was short and looked like a child, his aura was terrifying. Just by standing there, he was like a dark and deep vortex, constantly devouring everything around him.

And what he just said was also what he said.

Standing side by side with the Celestial Venerable was this person.

One of them was muscular and had hair standing on end, dressed like a street urchin. He wore a gold band on his forehead, which seemed to be an embellishment or some kind of restriction.

Another person was carrying a lantern, dressed in white, with curved ram's horns extending from the sides of her head, like a lady from a respectable family.

There was also an old man with a long beard, and a man in colorful clothes with a beautiful beard...

For some reason, when Lin Beixuan saw these people, the identities of the people involuntarily popped into his mind.

Monkey (申), Sheep (未), Horse (午), Rooster (酉).

"Rumor has it that even the mortal lord was involved in the decisive battle at the Heavenly Fate Plains. It seems to be true!" Lin Beixuan thought in surprise.

He turned to look ahead and saw that there were also ordinary people in the opposing team. He immediately recognized one of them as Yin Yang Xuan Guan Yin Hu.

Yin Hu has the appearance of a middle-aged man, with eyes that slowly rotate like yin-yang fish. His black and white robes exude majesty and domineering aura.

Yin Hu glanced around and said calmly, "So many people have died, and even the dragon vein has been damaged by you, and you still won't stop? Just how many more people have to die to satisfy you?"

Although his words were spoken calmly, they revealed an immense killing intent.

This killing intent was not only directed at Lin Beixuan at this moment, but also at the group of mortal masters behind him and the mortal gods and immortals of Lu Chenjiang's faction.

"It's not our fault. Life is tough, and they were just trying to survive. If they hadn't really been forced to die, who would be willing to take up arms and risk their life on the battlefield?"

Wei Yang's clear, cold voice drifted across the battlefield on the breeze, and the ghosts of countless dead soldiers gathered around her, falling into the lantern she carried in her hand.

Yin Hu coldly watched this scene and said, "The mortal dynasties have their own destiny. We should not have gotten involved. Xiao Shen's fate is intertwined with ours. If we move one, the whole thing will be affected. The current confrontation is irreversible."

Wu Ma sighed deeply: "It's just a matter of accepting fate!"

After they finished speaking, both sides seemed ready to make a move.

Lin Beixuan could tell that the two sides had already gone through a major battle, and if they were to erupt again now, it would probably be a life-or-death struggle.

But at that moment, the familiar sound of spring thunder rang out in the sky, and a hazy rain and mist enveloped the entire battlefield. The blood was washed away, and flowers that were even more vibrant than blood grew.

Gradually, a figure emerged from the rain and mist.

At this moment, Chenlong seemed to be thinner than before. Although he was still dressed in white, his eyes revealed a deep weariness.

He slowly walked to the center of the two groups of people, his gaze calmly sweeping over them with a profound understanding.

Then, his gaze fell on Lu Chenjiang, and he bowed slightly.

This gesture of cupping seemed to convey both respect and guilt towards Lu Chenjiang.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to take them back."

This "they" clearly refers to the mortal gods who are opposing forces on the field.

“Chenlong, you shouldn’t interfere in this matter. It’s a conflict of our respective ideologies. I won’t be at peace until we settle this.” Venerable Tiangang stepped forward and said with a solemn expression.

Chenlong coughed twice, covering his mouth, and said softly, "What if I insist on taking you away?"

"That depends on whether you can do it!" Venerable Tiangang frowned, actually willing to turn against Chenlong.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared, interrupting the argument.

Lu Chenjiang spoke weakly.

"Let's go back!"

(End of this chapter)