Primordial Era: I, Hongyun, take charge of the literary path

"Young friend, what year and month is it where you are?"

Hongyun sat cross-legged in the Cangwu Palace, the words of that figure echoing in her mind, startling her awake.

"Is that the Cangwu Ancestor?"

Hongyun murmured to herself, deeply shocked that she could still converse with him across endless time and space.

At this moment, Hongyun couldn't help but ask himself, "Has Ancestor Cangwu really perished?"

"Hehe, young friend, I am Cangwu."

Another voice rang out in the main hall.

The moment the sound rang out, Hongyun's expression froze, and she looked toward the direction from which the sound came.

Right at the entrance of the main hall, a gaunt figure stood there, exactly the same figure that Hongyun had seen in the scene countless years ago.

"Senior, are you really Ancestor Cangwu?"

Hongyun stood up instantly, looking at Ancestor Cangwu warily, and asked cautiously and quietly.

Ancestor Cangwu turned to look at Hongyun with a smile on his face and replied, "I am him, yet I am not him."

"I am the projection of Ancestor Cangwu sent to this era, and I came here following your spacetime coordinates."

Hongyun asked in astonishment, "Senior, is it really possible to travel through time and space to the past and future?"

Ancestor Cangwu nodded, then shook his head, and said with a smile, "It's possible, and it's not possible."

"A Great Luo Golden Immortal can transcend time and space, reverse cause and effect, and be immortal and indestructible."

"For a Primordial Golden Immortal, time and space are merely toys in the palm of their hand. The past and the future are nothing more than flowers in water and the moon in a mirror. They can go wherever they want and leave whenever they want."

"But time and space have their own weight, and the way of heaven has its own cycle; one cannot go there in person."

After listening to the explanation from Ancestor Cangwu, Hongyun looked at Ancestor Cangwu but could not tell that he was a projection.

However, Hongyun also noticed something unusual. The feeling that Ancestor Cangwu gave him was dangerous, but at most he was at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

Hongyun's eyes darted around, and he guessed, "Senior, your projections into the past and future should have a cultivation limit, right? Peak Taiyi Golden Immortal?!"

Ancestor Cangwu looked at Hongyun with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, nodded and smiled, "Not bad, the projection does have a cultivation limit. My body only has the cultivation of the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, which is the limit allowed by the Heavenly Dao."

Hongyun breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that those powerful beings from the past could not travel to the future at will; even a projection of them was strictly restricted.

How powerful is a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal? For most living beings, the Taiyi Golden Immortal is an unattainable goal.

However, for Grand Luo Golden Immortals, Primordial Golden Immortals, and even Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortals, Taiyi Golden Immortals are nothing more than roadside figures, having almost no impact on the overall situation.

Hongyun took a deep breath and asked, "May I ask what brings you to the future, senior, to find me?"

Ancestor Cangwu: "I'll make a deal with you."

"What kind of deal?" Hongyun asked, frowning.

"A deal involving life and death."

After a pause, Ancestor Cangwu smiled and said, "Fight me to the death. If you kill me, the legacy I left behind and the power of this projection will all be yours."

"If I kill you, your body and soul will become the bargaining chips for my reincarnation in this era."

"Do you want to be resurrected in the future?"

Hongyun was startled and asked incredulously, "Is it possible for you to be resurrected at will?"

Ancestor Cangwu nodded. "That's right. The past is predetermined and too boring for me, while the future is changeable and has more possibilities."

"You think you can be resurrected by taking everything from me? It can't be that simple, can it? Otherwise, those powerful beings who died would already be thriving in this era."

"Haha, my young friend is indeed intelligent."

Ancestor Cangwu smiled and replied, "Indeed, resurrection is not simple. Even if you obtain everything from me and reincarnate, you still need to overcome the heavenly punishment to succeed."

"Countless powerful beings who have fallen in the past have attempted to be resurrected, but they have all failed at the second step."

Hongyun suddenly realized, "That's what I was thinking. If people could be resurrected and reincarnated at will, wouldn't the Heavenly Dao be thrown into chaos?"

The Cangwu Ancestor smiled and said, "So, young friend, would you like to make a deal with me?"

Hongyun gave a bitter smile and questioned, "Senior, do I still have the right to refuse?"

Ancestor Cangwu shook his head. "No."

Hongyun looked at Ancestor Cangwu, took a deep breath, and said solemnly, "I agree to the deal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the main hall became tense.

The smile on Ancestor Cangwu's face also disappeared.

"Then, the battle begins."

The Cangwu Ancestor spoke in a solemn voice, his gaze sharp and piercing, his white hair flowing freely, and his Daoist robe billowing without wind.

Suddenly, the Cangwu Ancestor made a fist with his right hand, and a sword appeared in his hand. He then casually twirled the sword in a flourish.

Ancestor Cangwu looked at Hongyun, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Young friend, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ancestor Cangwu raised his hand, his sword flashing with a sharp, red light, like an angry dragon dancing in the sky.

Seeing this, Hongyun remained calm, formed a hand seal, and condensed an enormous palm print.

The crimson clouds pressed down on the Cangwu Ancestor.

The palm print and the sword light collided in mid-air.

A deafening roar followed, and Hongyun's palm print vanished, as did Cangwu Ancestor's sword light.

Seeing Hongyun's methods, the Cangwu Ancestor's gaze turned cold and sharp. He formed a hand seal, and the Cangwu Sword shone brightly, transforming into a giant divine sword that stretched across the sky.

Then, one sword becomes two swords, two swords become four swords, four swords become eight swords, eight swords become sixteen swords...

In the blink of an eye, countless divine swords appeared in the heavens, each pointing towards the red clouds.

The sword intent was sharp and invincible, soaring into the sky. Hundreds of millions of divine swords transformed into a sword array, rushing towards the red cloud, determined to slice it into mincemeat.

Seeing this scene resembling the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" formation from a novel, Hongyun remained calm and pointed towards the sword formation from afar.

"Four Symbols Imprisoning Heaven Finger!"

The next instant, the world fell silent, boundless divine light burst forth, endless magical power manifested, the void trembled and twisted, and a finger, as if it were a pillar of heaven, pointed out.

A world has evolved at the fingertips.

A brilliant light burst forth, and the four symbols resounded, illuminating the surroundings as if it were a divine paradise.

When the Four Symbols Imprisoning Heaven Finger collided with countless divine swords, the sky shattered, the netherworld fell, and the countless divine swords collapsed, leaving only a golden Cangwu Sword in the sky.

"Hmph, take another move from me!"

"One sword cleaves the heavens!"

Ancestor Cangwu held the Cangwu Sword, his hands forming hand seals, sword energy opening up, transforming heaven and earth, heaven and earth becoming swords.

Sword grass, sword wood, sword mountain, sword lake... a world made of swords slashed towards the red clouds.

The sword intent was chilling, the sword energy was imposing, the sword net locked the sky, the sword power was magnificent, and the sword energy spread throughout the entire world.

Seeing this, Hongyun was amazed by the methods of the Cangwu Ancestor, who was indeed a famous and powerful figure in the past.

"Literary talent is supernatural; it's all just empty talk!"

With a hand seal, the phantom of the Literary Fortune Chart appeared behind Hongyun, with characters hanging in the sky like a galaxy, and countless characters faintly radiating nine-colored light.

Suddenly, Hongyun pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the earth, and countless characters evolved in the void.

In the next instant, a city appeared around Hongyun, with countless palaces arranged in a magical way, and the jade pillars of the temple shining brightly, with strange beasts in various poses on the pillars, all auspicious and lucky.