Sky Curtain: An Initial Overview of the Immortal Lord of the Myriad Laws of the Mortal World

The light curtain of all realms lit up once more, interrupting the thoughts of countless people. The lingering warmth of the previous review of the Golden Gate Master Gu Shifang's youth had not yet dissipated when a new scene unfolded.

The scroll scroll turned, and a grand soundscape resounded through the sky.

[A precognitive dream of a corpse spirit descending signifies becoming a person with great supernatural powers.]

In the scene, the young Gu Shifang is awakened from his sleep, covered in sweat, but his eyes flash with a hint of enlightenment. Some invisible aura around him seems to have undergone a tremendous change at this moment.

The world of Death Note.

Light Yagami sat at his desk, his pen hovering in mid-air. A look of disbelief crossed his face, quickly turning to intense jealousy and resentment. "Just because of a dream? To gain power that an ordinary person could never achieve in a lifetime? This is unfair! Power should be acquired through wisdom and planning! This kind of uncertain, uncontrollable opportunity is the greatest insult to the wise. If I could do that too… No, I don't need this kind of ethereal thing at all; my mind is my strongest weapon."

Chainsaw Man World.

In the Ministry of Public Security, Machima sat quietly in her office, her chin resting on her hand. A ripple finally appeared in her calm eyes. Her voice was soft yet filled with a domineering desire: "Precognitive dreams... is it truly seeing the trajectory of the future, or is it that some being 'implanted' the scenes He wanted Gu Shifang to see into his dreams? I really want to turn him into my dog, to study this ability carefully, to see just how far he can see, and to what extent I can use him."

The screen continued to move, and a new line of text appeared.

[He later participated in the thirty-sixth and thirty-seventh battles of cause and effect, but did not participate. Gu Shifang, as an observer, witnessed firsthand the power of the Demon Lord of the Boundless Law.]

On the light screen, a magnificent battlefield flashed by, laws collapsed, and the world lost its color. But Gu Shifang's figure was like a ghost, standing in the void far away from the battlefield, calmly observing everything, without even participating in a single energy fluctuation.

One-Punch Man World.

Saitama was lying on the tatami mat, watching TV and picking his nose. Seeing this, he yawned listlessly. "Huh? What... Did you go to such a dangerous place just to watch other people fight? How boring. What's the point of fighting if you don't participate yourself and finish it off with one punch? Supermarket sales days are more appealing."

Spy games are like a game.

At dusk, top spy Lloyd Fogg was ostensibly reading a newspaper, but his mind was racing, performing a precise analysis: "Observing the combat data of a top-tier 'Demon Lord' at close range without revealing his own strength and intentions is the most efficient and safest way to gather battlefield intelligence. He's assessing the enemy's potential, attack patterns, and weaknesses. This Valley Master is less a cultivator and more a top-tier strategic analyst. He's not warlike, but rather waiting for the optimal moment to strike, or gathering intelligence for a grander plan. Professional!"

He didn't dislike sharing his destiny with ordinary people; in fact, he quite liked the Three Truths Dharma.

Heavenly Officials bestow blessings upon the world.

Inside the Puqi Temple, Xie Lian was mending his bamboo hat. Upon hearing this, he paused, a gentle smile appearing on his face. "As a great supernatural being, he doesn't hesitate to share his fortune with mortals. This is truly... a remarkable compassion. He must deeply understand that no matter how strong one becomes, one must never forget that one was once an ordinary person who needed the help of the strong. Such a heart is more precious than supernatural power itself."

Spells return to the world.

Fuheshser sat in a corner of the horse racing stadium, wiping the Heavenly Reversal Blade in his hand, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. "Sharing luck with mortals? What disgusting hypocrisy. The strong only plunder and dominate. Luck, power, life—these things are only truly reliable when held in one's own hands. Giving your things to ants only breeds unrealistic fantasies in them, ultimately harming them. This guy is either a naive fool or has ulterior motives."

The scene shifts, and the timeline jumps to the modern era.

In 2025, Gu Shifang keenly sensed an inexplicable drowsiness, very similar to what he felt at Dongting Lake. He then took the initiative to organize seekers of the Dharma to help Penglai, becoming one of the first powerful imprisoners to aid Penglai.

The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System World.

Shen Qingqiu was leisurely fanning himself with a folding fan when he saw this familiar scene and almost dropped it. He mentally launched into a tirade: "Here it comes! The classic protagonist-only plot trigger! Everyone else didn't feel it, but he did! This 'drowsiness' is 100% a forced reminder of the main quest! It echoes the plot in the starting village, connecting the preceding and following events! Then, without a word, the protagonist raises his arm, instantly becoming a leader, gathering a team to launch an attack. This plot template, I know it like the back of my hand! System, this is definitely a system-issued mandatory task; failing to complete it will deduct my 'cool factor,' right?!"

Attack on Titan world.

Inside the Primordial Space, Alan Yeager's eyes were empty and deep. He looked at Gu Shifang on the screen and seemed to see himself in him. "I felt... an irresistible drowsiness, an inescapable premonition. So he 'actively' organized... This wasn't initiative at all; fate was pushing him to this point. He had no choice, just like me. To reach that 'view,' whether hell or glory lay ahead, we could only move forward. We are all just pitiful people enslaved by the future."

[And verbally attacked the Nine Realms Sect: "Do your parents know you don't want to be human?"]

On the screen, Gu Shifang remained calm and composed, casually uttering this sarcastic remark to a group of enemies with eerie auras.

The world of The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation.

On the mass grave in Yiling, Wei Wuxian was leaning against a large rock drinking when he heard these words. He spat out his wine with a "pfft," then slapped his thigh and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Well said! Brilliant insult! It's like killing someone's spirit! That's the kind of thing you should use to deal with those inhuman bastards! It's more effective than any vicious curse! Cultured, sophisticated! This Valley Master, I, Wei Wuxian, am determined to be your friend!"

The World of The King's Avatar.

In the Blue Rain team's training room, Huang Shaotian's fingers were already blurring across the keyboard, the chat box instantly flooded with his text bubbles: "The perfect taunt from an opportunist! Textbook-level trash talk! Look at this precise attack! Directly denying the opponent's very existence! The destructive power of this kind of mental attack is absolutely MAX level! When masters clash, it's not just a battle of skills, but also a contest of will and mentality! This one sentence alone should be enough to make the opponent's mentality explode! Hurry up and keep going, don't give them a chance to breathe, keep spewing! Pierce their disguise with the blade of words!"

[In battle, Gu Shifang never slacked off. Although his offensive output wasn't high, he made full use of his observation window, seizing opportunities to capture many powerful mages. Even though each use reduced his lifespan by seven years, he still managed to survive until he was nearly exhausted.]

In the scene, Gu Shifang's gaze was focused; each time the illusory window opened, it was accompanied by the disappearance of a powerful enemy. His face showed no pain, but rather a burning sense of pleasure.

The world of Fullmetal Alchemist.

Edward Elric frowned deeply at the sight, his mechanical armor creaking. "Damn it! Seven years at a time? Is he sacrificing his future to pay for this battle? Equivalent exchange is a universal truth, but life isn't something to be squandered like this! To sacrifice time with family and friends for victory... is this victory really worth it? Doesn't this guy have anything more precious to him?"

The world of Gintama.

Inside the Yorozuya, Sakata Gintoki was lounging on the sofa, picking his nose and glancing at a magazine. He said lazily, glancing at the screen out of the corner of his eye, "Ugh, really, these young people these days have no sense of thrift. I'm already struggling to pay rent and buy Jump magazines, and this guy is using 'seven years' like a consumable. Seven years is enough time to watch hundreds of episodes of prime-time dramas or eat thousands of strawberry milk sundaes! To just throw it away for fighting is such a waste, an extravagance that would make even capitalists weep."

Seeing Haoguang use a batch of the Shaking Golden Gate Talisman was a bit awkward; I wondered what year Haoguang was in.

The screen showed a close-up of Gu Shifang seeing his teammate "Gao Haoguang" casually throw out a handful of golden teleportation talismans, and a look of surprise and subtle embarrassment flashed across his face.

Shen Qingqiu's吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or witty remarks) spirit ignited once again: "Hilarious! What a classic scene! His painstakingly researched and unique skill was just thrown around like a mass-produced item by his teammate? It feels like I finally managed to show off my flying sword skills, only to have Luo Binghe tear through space and show off! So embarrassing! Which wholesale market did this Fellow Daoist Gao buy his stuff from? Or is he a die-hard fan of the Valley Master, having spent money to replicate a whole bunch of them? I wonder how traumatized the Valley Master is right now!"

[When the Twin Soul Star Chains returned, Gu Shifang seized the opportunity, using the viewing window to successfully capture the Star Chain Primordial Spirit above the clouds, initiating a relay race for the Star Chain Turtle body. He then cooperated with his friend Galoye to complete the transfer of the Primordial Spirit, creating an opportunity for the Star Chain Turtle body to take shape.]

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Shifang looked up at the sky and, at the critical moment, opened the window and precisely "pulled" a radiant primordial spirit out of the thick clouds, then tossed it to his teammate next to him like a ball.

Huang Shaotian was so excited he almost jumped out of his chair: "God-level operation! This is the mindset of a god-level opportunist! While others were still watching, he had already made his move! Seizing the primordial spirit! My god, how high is the priority of this skill's judgment! And look at this teamwork! So smooth! Seamless! This isn't just a simple 1+1! This is tactics! This is art! That guy named Galoye is also a master! I give this combination full marks! So cool, so cool!"

Wei Wuxian's eyes lit up, and he whistled, "Wow! This is interesting! Passing souls around like objects, like a 'possession' relay race? That's wild! That's imaginative! Much more sophisticated than us so-called heretics. Next time I have the chance, I'll have to try and see if I can play with the soul-summoning formation like this."

[In the thirty-eighth battle of cause and effect, Gu Shifang also suffered the punishment of the law of cause and effect. His Dharma body was slightly stronger than the others. His friend, Jialuoye, was severely punished and died, claiming that it was all Gu Shifang's fault.]

The scene abruptly shifts to a somber tone. Gu Shifang, covered in blood, bears an invisible weight, while his close friend Galoye is reduced to ashes under even heavier punishment, his last words before death a reproach to him.

Alan Yeager's face was expressionless, like a block of ice: "The price... has finally come. To save one person, another was hurt. To move forward, someone must be sacrificed. The death of a friend, the dying curse... this is the sin that those who choose this path must bear. He saw it, so he bore it. Because he knew there was no other choice."

Wei Wuxian's smile vanished without a trace. He stared blankly at the screen, as if he saw that figure on the walls of Nightless City years ago. He subconsciously gripped Chenqing tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white. Being accused by the closest person, bearing the guilt of causing the death of his best friend… he understood this pain better than anyone. "...So, no matter which world you're in, this kind of thing happens." He murmured softly, his voice trembling slightly.

[Gu Shifang ultimately lent his Dharma body to Xinglian's primordial spirit, merging with Moyuer to join the chaotic battle that created Little Wanye, and was one of the seekers of the Dharma who survived to the very end.]

In the final scene, Gu Shifang calmly offers up his broken Dharma body, merging with others to join a new chaotic battle. His figure blends into the light and shadow, ultimately becoming part of a new, hopeful whole.

In the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, the top-tier cursed artifact Ryoumen Sukuna sat atop a mountain of bones, grinning with a gleeful yet cruel smile: "Oh? Lending out a body to merge with another… Interesting, very interesting! That's more like it! Abandoning that boring shell of yours to become part of a more powerful, more interesting existence! But, for 'creation'? What a tedious ultimate goal. You could have done it for even greater destruction and slaughter! But, surviving to the end… well, only the final victor has the right to savor everything. This guy named Gu Shifang has at least done something that I can somewhat respect."

In the world blessed by Heaven Official's Blessing, Xie Lian gazed upon the final fusion and rebirth, his eyes filled with deep compassion and admiration. "He relinquished his cultivation, offered his Dharma body, to fulfill the completeness of another life… After bearing so much pain and guilt, he did not choose to succumb, but chose a final sacrifice. This Valley Master, the 'Dharma' he sought, perhaps from the very beginning was not simply power, but a… 'Dao' that he would protect and create even in dire straits. He lived to the end, perhaps precisely because of this unwavering conviction."

The light screen slowly dimmed, and the review of Gu Shifang, the master of the Golden Gate, came to an end. However, the image he cast in the hearts of all living beings in the world became more and more complex and profound.