A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 665 Karmic Causes Lead to Calamity, Beneficial Causes Lead to Increase Again and Again, Surpassing All Heavens

BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!

An aura of calamity lingered around Guan Luoyang's true form. In the infinitely distant chaos, it seemed that the sound of something breaking could be heard every moment, and it was transmitted here through the connection of cause and effect.

That was the disaster brought about by Li Changling's sword of sculpting cause and effect, the disillusionment of immeasurable time and space, and the collision and intersection of nothingness and reality.

It is a death struggle between illusion and truth for the sole right to survival; it is the cry of the future strongmen, who should have been born downstream in the long river of time, rising against the current from among the billions of time-sources that were strangled.

There are countless, immeasurable things that should have truly existed, but they were all turned into illusions by that sword, yet they still resisted with their last remaining traces.

But nothing can overcome the insurmountable barrier created at the source by that sword.

All resistance will only breed more cause and effect, controlled by the trace of that sword, and continue to be used to sculpt countless times and space, control all the great Dao, so that all the newly born cause and effect will evolve in the direction required by the sword master.

In the Taiqing Chiming realm, almost every powerful individual who reaches the high-level of Heavenly Venerable will begin to comprehend their own Tribulation-Responding Great Divine Power.

That is, based on one's own Taoist practices, one observes the situation of the great calamity in the outside world and creates a supernatural method that combines internal and external characteristics and is more powerful than one's normal state.

Guan Luoyang's Crimson Brightness Sacred Tribulation Tempering Dao Technique can be seen as a great divine power for responding to tribulations.

Although Li Changling could not conveniently use the Eternal Calamity Divine Fire to comprehend the circumstances of each great calamity, he had already begun to comprehend matters related to the great calamities a long time ago.

The Ancient Calamity was the most recent great calamity, and it was also extremely special, as three powerful beings who attained enlightenment were born during it.

Gonggong, in particular, was both an enlightened being and a suppressed being, which meant that the Great Wilderness Realm he left behind was essentially entangled with the heaviest residual karma from the ancient calamity.

Li Changling repeatedly entered the Great Wilderness to observe countless divine and demonic imprints and ancient mystical realms. Through this channel, he deduced the situation of the great calamity and the great changes in all paths, and thus created the supreme Dao-proving manual, "The Divine Sword Chapter".

Throughout countless eons, all ancient gods, demons, sages, immortals, Buddhas, and monsters, unable to ascend to the divine palace of the Great Dao, have been entangled in the cycle of cause and effect and calamities. No matter where they go or how many eons they endure, they have never truly transcended it.

The Divine Palace stands above, the sword shines amidst the clouds, cause and effect intertwine, and the result becomes calamity!

"cough!!"

Guan Luoyang's true form and clone focused their gazes on the sword strike without flinching, but he couldn't help but let out a painful groan.

As he swung that sword, he heard the wrath and wails of countless worlds echoing in his ears. His body grew heavier and heavier, and his mind seemed to be bound in different parts by the aura of calamity, as if trying to tear him apart.

This aura of calamity spread outwards uncontrollably, and in an instant, it had permeated the entire Northwest Boundary Sea, alarming all the powerful beings within it.

The human race, the Thunder Department, and others were originally joining forces to block the great formation of the four Heavenly Court departments, but once this calamity aura spread out, it caused the auras of all the Holy Lords to fluctuate uncontrollably.

Alarmed, the holy masters of all sides were busy stabilizing the operation of their own holy lands and resisting this calamity, and for a time they had no time to launch an attack on the other side.

The fierce battle, in which chaos was being torn apart, nothingness was being ripped apart, and the boundary sea was being shaken, suddenly showed a strange sense of relaxation.

"What's going on? Has a great calamity broken out?"

"So this is what the great calamity looks like?!"

"No, according to ancient texts, the great calamities of the heavens are formless and without appearance. People are often unaware of the calamities they suffer from, unable to escape them. How could there be such a clear indication?"

"This is supernatural power!"

Despite their anxiety, the many holy rulers remained calm and quickly discerned the current situation.

"This is indeed a supernatural power."

Puli Immortal Venerable looked at the light sources of time that had arisen from the folds of chaos and nothingness within the four great formations of the Heavenly Court.

Those multiverses are also generating derivative things similar to the concepts of dragons and phoenixes, clearly affected by this calamity.

The generation and operation of these time-source points were the result of the combined efforts of all the holy masters, celestial immortals, and earth immortals in the four departments of the Heavenly Court.

But now, merely being affected by the aftershocks of the sword of causality has directly altered the main axis of all the multiverses here.

This caused the internal Daoist principles to evolve like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, completely deviating from their original course and unfolding endless causal conflicts with an increasingly intense momentum.

"But it's not just because of my elder brother's swordsmanship..."

Immortal Venerable Puli has already seen through the true nature of things.

The reason why the calamity created by this sword was so vast was because Guan Luoyang himself was involved in extremely complex karmic relationships.

The sword, sculpted from cause and effect, not only influenced all the heavens and myriad realms, but also suppressed Guan Luoyang, extending outwards along all the causal connections of Guan Luoyang.

The causal connections that Guan Luoyang used to protect his relatives and friends were extremely tight, and Li Changling didn't care about the existence of the other end of those connections at all.

His swordsmanship, instead, extended to a causal relationship that Guan Luoyang hadn't been careful to protect.

At the other end of that causal link is the main divine orb of the "Undying Song" warband, one of the main divine hubs created by [The Most Ferocious].

All the various battle groups, powerful figures from all sides, and different dimensions that had once been in contact with that sphere of light were also affected by the mysterious interference of this sword technique.

In the past, when the overall situation of the Reincarnators was relatively stable, each faction had its own trump cards and might not have been unaware of this causal interference and had tried to resist it.

But now, the turmoil in the entire Reincarnator community is far more severe than in all the heavens and myriad worlds.

The powerful individuals involved were already entangled in countless karmic connections, and had no intention of discerning the origin of this new layer of karmic interference.

The other battle groups, which were engaged in fierce battles with the battle groups under the banner of "Most Fierce Madness", were also drawn into the mottled traces of cause and effect within this infinite circle, forming new cause and effect, which were fed back into the Northwest Boundary Sea, turning into tangible pressure and generating even stronger calamity energy.

"Phoenix Cry!!"

The voice of the Celestial Venerable Mu Feng pierced through the chaos, rolling back, "You should hide your true form within Shouyang Mountain, control its power, transform into the Crimson Bright Sword Intent, and resonate with the Taiqing Crimson Brightness. This will allow you to temporarily avoid calamity and resist his divine power!!"

His voice was filled with obvious anxiety; he had no choice but to be anxious. This aura of calamity was too intense, wild, and boundless, yet it continued to grow at an unbelievable rate.

Guan Luoyang's Crimson Holy Tribulation was a powerful divine ability that was relatively easy to lose control of, and it could be said that it was just right to be restrained by this sword that carved cause and effect.

The uncontrollable calamity energy that Li Changling gave him far exceeded the proportion that he could control. If it continued to accumulate, even the Great Void Bright Sea would probably not be able to withstand it. At that time, Guan Luoyang would inevitably suffer a severe injury.

"The will of Heaven has already been scattered, and the calamity he is now involved with is not limited to the original myriad worlds, so the method of avoiding the calamity may not be effective."

As Guan Luoyang spoke, his mouth opened and closed, and faint traces of blood could be seen flowing through it.

The fragrant aura emanating from his own high-ranking Celestial Venerable blood made him smile.

"Besides, I have never been one to evade cause and effect. If I wanted to avoid calamity, I wouldn't have come to Taiqing Chiming."

Guan Luoyang never disliked the existence of cause and effect.

His encounters with relatives and friends were originally about establishing cause and effect. His reactions to entering various worlds and witnessing various events were also causes and effects, and there was nothing wrong with that.

He simply didn't want to see the outcome of cause and effect lead to a sad ending for the public.

"My battles are for creating happiness! How can I allow my dragon and phoenix to kill each other indiscriminately?"

Guan Luoyang stood up on the Boundary Sea, spread his arms, and the Great Void Sea unfolded, covering chaos and nothingness.

A vibrant, azure-blue flame ignited around him, its sparks spreading outwards through countless causal connections.

………………

Deep in the white clouds, beneath the peach blossom grove.

The man in plain clothes, carrying a hoe, walked to the thatched hut halfway up the mountain. He watched as two groups of people fighting below, each carrying a different gang's banner, sighed, and went inside.

Inside the room was a wooden bed, a straw mat, and a long sword with a yellow bamboo handle, wrapped in several layers of cloth, which served as a pillow.

The Dragon King of Jiujiang has been dead for ten years, and the Jiangshan Alliance, which had been suffocating the martial arts world and the imperial court, has also fallen apart during these ten years.

After the death of the ruthless villain who had amassed a thousand men and buried them alive, the world not only did not improve, but actually worsened.

Of the 400 counties and 339 branches of the Jiangshan Alliance in the Central Plains, a small portion was destroyed, a small portion surrendered to the government, and the majority changed their appearance and became various new gangs.

The commoner was once a chivalrous knight-errant, with the ambition to restore peace to the world, to help the weak and punish the strong, to kill tyrants and corrupt officials, and to entrust important tasks to those he trusted.

But in this world, having good character doesn't mean having ability. Most of the people he values ​​haven't even had the chance to hone their abilities before they've unwittingly become corrupt.

Even a person as noble as a phoenix can be dragged into a poisonous pool by a serpent, covered in blood and filth, unable to cleanse themselves.

One day, when he intervened in the martial arts conflict again, he picked up his sword, looked around, and felt that everyone around him deserved to be killed, that no one was innocent, and that no one deserved to be helped.

Then how could he possibly claim to be innocent?

Retiring to seclusion was the only option he could think of.

However, the court is now deeply entrenched in problems, the country is engulfed in war, the old royal family is seizing the opportunity to restore its kingdom, and foreign powers are eyeing it covetously. It is really too difficult to find a place free from strife.

Back in the house, he sat on the edge of the bed, still thinking about the glaring bloodstains down the mountain. He planted the hoe on the ground and couldn't help but sigh.

"Screw you! You killed me ten years ago, and this is all you've got? This piece of crap! God is so unfair! How can someone like you develop martial arts skills stronger than mine?!"

The moment the sound rang out, the man in plain clothes had already pinpointed its source.

He hadn't practiced martial arts for several years, but sometimes when martial arts skills reach a certain level, even without practicing, one will become stronger and stronger.

Although he has lost his will to fight, he is actually far stronger than he was ten years ago. There is almost no one in the world who can make a sound within twenty miles of him without being detected.

But the thing that made the sound surprised him as well.

The one speaking... was his sword!

"you……"

The man in plain clothes curiously reached out his hand. "Was that you speaking?"

The sword jumped out on its own before he could even touch it.

"Damn it, you can't forget my voice, can you?"

The man in plain clothes hesitated and said, "Old fool? How did you get into my sword? Could it be that someone in this world has actually mastered some kind of secret technique to imbue their soul into my blade?"

"Hmph, I don't know either, I just woke up."

The sword spun around in place, its voice somewhat bewildered, "Actually, besides my own memories, I have a lot of other messy memories. So, I might not even be myself."

"Perhaps it is a sword spirit born from your own sword. It's just that among the people you killed, I was the strongest, so the memories are mainly based on me."

"But that's not important!"

With a flick of his longsword, a resounding clang echoed. "The important thing is, are you prepared to let your martial arts skills rot here, grow old and die here, turning into a pile of dog shit?"

The man in plain clothes remained unperturbed and said lazily, "I don't know what to do if I go out."

"A real man like you, don't you have any ambition or aspirations?"

The longsword-wielding man retorted angrily, "My granddaughter is far more accomplished than you."

"Her," the man in plain clothes thought for a moment, "is indeed one of the few decent people in this world, but unfortunately, she's just one of the decent ones out of a sea of ​​scoundrels."

"If you don't like something, then go and make it pleasing to your eye!"

Longsword said with exasperation, "Back then, when you charged at me with injuries that could have killed you ten times over, the ambition in your eyes was almost identical to mine. What were you thinking then? Have you forgotten now?"

The man in plain clothes said calmly, "I have a good memory, but I later realized that there are some things I can't do."

Perhaps he was only good at martial arts. He was not good at distinguishing between loyalty and treachery, not good at scheming, not good at managing subordinates with selfish motives, and not good at making money to unite more people under his ambition.

Therefore, the ideas we have when we are young are just immature delusions.

"How old are you? How dare you say you can't do it?"

Longsword sneered, "I don't believe that there's anything in the world that you and I can't do together."

"How about this: you take me down the mountain, let me meet these heroes and great men of ten years from now, and I'll help you with what you want to do. What do you say?"

The man in plain clothes shook his head habitually. After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses, and his eyes gradually changed as his gaze fell on the sword.

The Dragon King of Jiujiang was a self-made man, notoriously cruel and ruthless, yet he almost unified the world.

Ling Feiyan suddenly realized the things he wasn't good at...

This person seems to be good at everything.

But now, this very person has become his sword.

Ling Feiyan, now a commoner, once known as the Sword God, looked at the sword, his hand gripping the hoe tightening and tightening.

Not far down the mountain, thousands of men and women, who had been licking blood from their knives, were still fighting.

Suddenly, they felt a great tremor, and a distant mountain peak roared.

Halfway up the mountain, a pure white sword of energy rose straight to the sky, emitting a blinding white light.

The white clouds in the sky were torn apart, and the wisps of cloud, under the white light, appeared dim, like the color of a swallow.

The sky was filled with fluffy clouds, like ten thousand swallows scattered in fright. At the same time, the peach blossoms in the mountains fell and drifted away with the wind.

The man in plain clothes descended the mountain amidst the peach blossoms and clouds, his hoe gone, replaced by a sword.

"Hahahaha, don't be stingy with intimidation. There's a move in my fist technique called Nine Dragons. You should be able to practice a similar sword technique. Plant some sword energy in their leaders and make these little guys listen to you first."

I don't know if I was hallucinating because I was too shocked.

Those people down the mountain seemed to hear the voice of an arrogant old man, which instinctively made them feel disgusted, coming from the sword.

"This is our first step towards conquering the world!"

………………

The enormous, azure-white star has turned into a heavy, murky blue, almost black.

The war between land and water creatures escalated rapidly after the dragons and phoenixes officially entered the fray.

The mountains were pulverized, lava spewed into the sky, and thick dust mixed with clouds enveloped the entire planet, blocking out sunlight.

In this dim and cold world, many creatures no longer grow, whether on land or in the sea.

The various races established their own sanctuaries, but even at this point, they still thought about war.

In this era, there are actually more creatures with plundering on their minds than before.

In the territory of the White Ape Clan, the clan chief, as usual, paid homage to the phoenix statue before inspecting the farmland.

The clan chief was not old, only a little over two hundred years old. He was strong and muscular, with a straight back and a scar on his face. His white fur was woven into a set of light armor for easy movement, making him look imposing and extraordinary.

When the great war escalated to the point where the dragon and phoenix went to war, he had just been born. The White Ape Clan was one of the strongest clans among the hundred clans on land. Normally, someone his age would not have been able to become the clan leader. However, after all his elders died, no one was stronger or more knowledgeable than him.

Only he could become the clan leader.

The rice harvest in the fields was not very good, the collection of books on planting thousands of kinds of grains had been destroyed, and all the elders in the tribe who knew about these things were gone.

Even if the tribe's territory retains the environment it had before the great war, it still can't produce the same good harvest as before the war.

The white ape chieftain sighed, thinking that if he could go back to his childhood, he would definitely listen carefully to this knowledge.

Suddenly, he had a strange hallucination, as if a thread was connecting him to a very distant place in the sky.

A flame burned along the thread, instantly reaching him, hovering before him, and expanding into a portal resembling a bluish-green crystal.

The White Ape Chieftain was startled. He spent a lot of time investigating the gate but found nothing. After gathering his people to discuss the matter, he realized that if the gate could not be moved, it might be a huge hidden danger. In the end, he decided to send people in to explore it.

Several key members of the clan, with invisible silkworm threads tied around their waists, entered the unfathomable depths of the portal. After a long while, there was still no response.

The clan leader tugged at the silkworm thread and pulled them back, finding them all unharmed, but each of them had a dazed look on their faces, as if they had lost their minds.

"Tianyi, Wuding, Nüxiao, what's wrong with you?"

The clan leader was startled, and a ball of white ape true energy surged in his palm, ready to be poured down their throats.

Although he is young, he is already the most powerful being in the history of the white ape clan.

War is a disaster, but since it cannot kill him, it will only make him stronger. If he were placed in a time before war, the entire White Ape Clan, with 2.9 billion members, might not be a match for him.

"No, no!"

Tianyi jolted awake, quickly regaining his senses, and exclaimed excitedly, "The other side... the other side is the past, the era before the war!"

They gave a rambling explanation before everyone finally understood.

On the other side of the door lies a hundred years before the outbreak of war, a time and space belonging to the past.

The white ape chieftain was skeptical: "How is this possible?"

The female owl pulled a large clump of vines from her vanity case and said, "Look, Chief!"

The vines themselves were moist and sweet, and they bore many fruits. They were one of the thousand valleys where the white ape clan had gone extinct.

The white ape chieftain took a bite and immediately forgot his earlier doubts, becoming excited as well: "This is the taste! It's a grain that grows in shallow seas. Did you perhaps meet your clan's elders?"

"no."

Wu Ding's expression was a bit strange. "We found this among a group of clam people. We thought we were going to have to fight, but they were very kind to us. They even said that we were the ones who taught them how to grow this kind of grain."

The surrounding white ape elders all showed expressions of doubt.

As is well known, the Clam People are one of the most powerful races in the water. Each of them knows how to cultivate the precious pearl. There is a saying about the Great Dao of the Precious Pearl: Seven Returns and Nine Reversals. It is infinitely profound and no less than the Dragon Pearl Method of the Flood Dragon Clan. It can be said to be one of the top enemies of the land races.

How could the White Ape clan possibly collude with such a mortal enemy?

"no."

The chieftain suddenly remembered, "Back when the war hadn't fully broken out, we did have a pretty good relationship with some aquatic races. Some of the older women and aunts in our tribe who had difficult childbirths would be taken to the shallow sea by them to soak in the water, which would make childbirth smoother."

In a short while, many thoughts raced through the clan chief's mind. He then said to the crowd, "I want to go and see for myself."

Reclaiming Qian Gu is of course the most important thing, but perhaps...

The white ape chieftain looked at the portal, then at the dark sky.

Perhaps there's still a chance to prevent the world from becoming like this?

………………

In the myriad realms, countless sparks of inner fire may vanish into nothingness or manifest in form.

For Guan Luoyang, it was just a fleeting moment; for all the worlds, it was an eternity.

However, simply dispersing one's inner turmoil and confronting cause and effect is far from enough to break the sword that sculpts cause and effect.

At the very least, he needs to find out what form those "sword marks" that interfere with cause and effect actually take, and if he wants to make those sword marks visible, he can only actively increase the burden on them.

"Changling Celestial Venerable, your sword strike was rather petty. How many causal entanglements does our Juechang Battle Group's main divine light sphere actually have?"

Guan Luoyang spread his ten fingers, and countless flowing light coordinates flew up from his ten fingernails.

"If you want to demonstrate your mastery of cause and effect, then let me give you a grand gift, so you can showcase it to your fullest!"

[Secret Words] Since they want to interfere with the movements of Taiqing Chiming, and now that the local powerhouses are making a big fuss, they should naturally return the favor by sending a generous gift along all the coordinates of the main god's central hub of their battle group.

As long as the method of interference from the Divine Sword Chapter has not been found, when Guan Luoyang sends out these coordinates, while increasing the burden on the other party, the pressure on himself will only increase.

But he still seemed to think it wasn't enough.

Therefore, this great gift is not just for Li Changling, but for the [secret message].

It is also a gift to the Buddha who now truly holds the "central authority of the supreme deity".

Within Mount Ling, the Buddha, who had originally intended to sit back and watch the tigers fight, suddenly raised his eyes and felt an immense weight of karma and calamity entangling him.

(End of this chapter)