The time traveler does not die from cause and effect

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."

All of Ye Zhoutian's followers recited the Rebirth Mantra together.

The sound began to be extremely faint, but gradually grew grander, piercing through time and space, and spreading endlessly outward.

Upon hearing this voice, the fighting ghosts and saints of creation all stopped fighting and stood there in a daze.

Then among them were undead, blood beasts, horrors, and strange creatures...

They were also chanting scriptures along with Ye Zhoutian!
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."

There has been a phenomenon of human-to-human and ghost-to-ghost transmission!
From all directions, countless chanting voices rang out!
Ye Zhoutian's chanting was so faint, it was like a spark or a drop of water.

But a spark can ignite a forest, and a drop of water can become an ocean!

Here, countless spirits chanted endlessly, like a tide!
Amidst the chanting, a skeleton ghost suddenly began to slowly transform.

No longer resembling a skeleton, its body gradually transformed into its true form, appearing in golden armor and helmet, like a heretical king, utterly majestic.

He bowed to Ye Zhoutian and said, "Thank you for your mercy and salvation, all of us!"

Then he looked at Fengyue and said, "Thank you, my Lord, for granting me reincarnation!"

"The salvation has been successful," Ye Zhoutian smiled.

Feng Yue, however, remained expressionless!
The skeletal ghost, having been liberated, slowly disappeared and entered the cycle of reincarnation.

The many undead around him looked at him with envy.

However, to everyone's surprise, suddenly, the ground turned into a grave, and the vanished skeleton ghost emerged from it again.

He wasn't even given a proper rite of passage!

They did not enter the cycle of reincarnation!

At first, it appeared to be a ritual for the deceased, but upon discovering that it had not been successfully delivered, it immediately became filled with boundless rage.

He transformed into a skeleton demon, and even more ferociously, a golden skeleton demon!

Ye Zhoutian was dumbfounded and couldn't help but ask, "Wasn't it supposed to be a ritual for the deceased?"

Feng Yue slowly replied:
"According to normal reason, he has already been saved and entered the River Styx to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

But this universe is no longer normal!

Endless collisions, repeated fusions!
Even the most fundamental Styx in the universe has collapsed and fallen into chaos, so he performed the ritual of deliverance, but with no Styx to go to, he could only return...

This is also why the Rebirth Mantra cannot deliver the souls of the dead; without the River Styx, they cannot be sent into the cycle of reincarnation.

Ye Zhoutian was speechless, and couldn't help but ask, "Then what should we do?"

Feng Yue slowly said:

"The River Styx is the most fundamental basis of the universe. Its water is the souls of all living beings, which carry these souls through many universes."

Without the River Styx, there is no life!

Ye Zhoutian asked hesitantly, "No River Styx, no life?"

In our world of Fuzhou, has the River Styx flowed through? Aren't there countless beings here too?

Feng Yue did not answer, but Zhuang Boyang replied:
"The River Styx was cut off, and its waters gathered into a marsh, which is what is known as the underworld."

When a river stagnates and becomes a lake, it becomes hell, it becomes the underworld.

River waters gather to form the ocean, which is the Yellow Springs.

These three can substitute for the reincarnation of the soul in the River Styx, but if one cannot receive replenishment from the River Styx, remaining perpetually withdrawn will eventually lead to...

Just like consanguineous marriage, which produces mutated offspring, it will inevitably lead to major problems and catastrophe!
Although the River Styx in Fuzhou has been severed, it has become its own underworld, thus solving the problem of soul reincarnation.

However, this is not a long-term solution. Thirty million years from now, it will inevitably lead to a soul uprising in the Fuzhou world, causing the world to collapse!

Ye Zhoutian let out a long breath. Thirty million years later? That's way too long! It scared me to death!

How do we solve this?

He asked again!
Fengyue replied:
"The River Styx here has collapsed and been blocked, becoming a secret realm of the underworld to prevent the reincarnation of dead ghosts and saints of creation. It's not that it can't be resolved. In fact, the River Styx and the universe are not completely severed; they are still connected. At least the oath of the River Styx is still valid."

Now that we've blocked it, let's make the waters of the River Styx bigger and stronger.

"Tides form, flash floods form, water flows out, breaking through the blockage—that's it!"

Ye Zhoutian asked speechlessly, "How do we break through?"

"Continue chanting!"

"Let the sound of our scriptures resound throughout the universe!"

Let our thoughts transcend time and space!
Let our power be unstoppable!

Ye Zhoutian nodded, indicating that he understood.

Come on then!

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."

He began to chant scriptures.

Feng Yue and Zhuang Boyang exchanged a glance, both seemingly very pleased.

They also began chanting scriptures!
All of Ye Zhoutian's followers chanted scriptures, and all the dead spirits here also chanted scriptures in his stead!
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zhoutian's voice became somewhat hoarse.

The surrounding undead had been exorcised, but from beneath the ground, countless more undead emerged, and even more ancient, dormant undead appeared.

There are endless undead here!

What's most absurd is that these spirits, after being exorcised and unable to be reincarnated, simply return.

Then, when it turns evil, it becomes even more terrifying!
Fortunately, even the corrupted undead did not attack Ye Zhoutian; instead, they chanted scriptures along with him!
It seems like everything is endless, and it's impossible to complete the salvation!
Ye Zhoutian silently encouraged himself!

"Ye Zhoutian, hang in there!"

"Life is like this; when dangers lie ahead, we must move forward and overcome them!"

"Ye Zhoutian, be brave! Be brave, be brave!"

"Therefore, I must succeed!"

"Absolutely, absolutely!"

The determined young man will never compromise and will continue chanting scriptures here!
My throat is so tired that I can't speak aloud, but as long as my mind is on it, I don't need to chant scriptures; I can just recite silently.

Later on, it became possible to help the deceased pass on to a better realm simply by reciting the mantra in one's mind, without needing to silently recite it.

The chanting of sutras was no longer what he was reciting!

Instead, it becomes his thoughts, his mind, his consciousness, chanting scriptures!

With each soul that was helped to be saved from the dead, a powerful force seemed to slowly flow into Ye Zhoutian's body.

This immense power is undetectable, even insignificant, yet it exists!

Gradually, Ye Zhoutian's chanting faded away, and gradually, the believers around him also disappeared!
Gradually, he was the only one sitting there, and there was not even a sound of scriptures being recited!
In a daze, the secret realm where Ye Zhoutian was suddenly turned extremely dark and silent, with no sun, moon, stars, or constellations, only one color: gray.

At that moment, Ye Zhoutian seemed to see a mirror appear in front of him.

It was blocking my way!
broken!
Just as Ye Zhoutian was thinking, the mirror shattered with a crack!
Above the void, a great river suddenly appeared.

The River Styx!

Originating from the depths of the universe, flowing through all living worlds, all souls are carried by this river; one could say that the flow of souls forms this River Styx!
With a deafening roar, the mirror blocking the River Styx shattered!

In an instant, it was as if a majestic dam had been blown open, and countless floods poured out.

All the undead here looked at Ye Zhoutian, bowed to him, and then disappeared in an instant along the newly dredged River Styx.

Only the living are unaffected here!

Only Ye Zhoutian is here; everything in the Tuoju Elegy has vanished.

In a daze, Ye Zhoutian looked again, but the old beggar was nowhere to be found in the azure void; only he remained. (End of Chapter)