God of Fishing Chapter 3706 Transcendence (4)

A sense of indignation and resentment filled everyone present. They had poured everything they had into this struggle. At this point, individual strength was no longer their pursuit; their only desire was to shatter the seal of the three thousand Demon Gods to witness the altar and whatever lay beyond the Return Ruins.

They simply sought an answer for their existence.

Regrettably, fury alone changed nothing. Regardless of their rage, the three thousand Demon Gods remained immovable obstacles. These guardians were effectively more efficient than puppets. Without a transcendent force to pierce through their ranks, the Return Ruins was destined to remain a perpetual graveyard.

One year passed.

Then two.

Time flowed relentlessly until a full century had slipped away. Han Fei had fallen, and Eldest Senior Brother had yet to return. The presence of the Void had vanished; perhaps he was in a deep slumber or lost in the darkness, awaiting a moment of revival.

Deep within the void, Han Fei’s consciousness slowly drifted back to reality.

"Am I dead?"

"No, not quite. Is this... did I become the world itself? No, I cannot perceive the world, yet it feels as though I can manifest as all things... Does the world take breath with me? Are all things unified within me? Is this truly the Daoless Realm? Have I finally surpassed the limits of Dao and law?"

Upon the massive city walls of the Return Ruins, 334 survivors sat cross-legged, buried in their own thoughts and research.

One figure let out a heavy sigh. "A hundred years have gone by since Han Fei perished. I never imagined these would be the most peaceful years since I arrived at the Return Ruins. Without the constant need to battle, I actually find myself feeling a bit restless."

Another person lamented, "The chasm remains, though its destructive power is slowly waning. I fear that in a few more centuries, the battlefields will resurface. We will likely be forced to fight once more."

A third person shook his head in disagreement. "To be blunt, I have no desire to fight anymore. Even a master who fused three Immortals was struck down. We have exhausted every method available to us. What else is there to hope for?"

"Alas..."

Amidst these despondent cries, the Primordial Kylin’s eyes suddenly snapped open. He stared intensely at the chasm brimming with chaotic energy. "I don’t know if my mind is playing tricks on me. Look—there appear to be two flickers of light within the chasm."

"What?"

Several people jolted upright, their interest piqued.

"Wait, is that real?"

In an instant, the entire group stood up, faces etched with shock. Many had assumed that even Void had been extinguished. They believed Han Fei had sacrificed himself entirely to grant a vision to all living beings and to taint the three thousand Demon Gods.

Yet, in this moment, a spark of hope reignited.

"Is it Void?"

"Could he still be alive?"

"Void is a unique existence. It is possible he was merely dormant and is only now beginning to stir."

The First Supreme’s gaze was piercing. "The energy within the chasm is receding at an incredible rate, as if something is consuming it."

Someone’s spirit lifted. "Did Han Fei’s sacrifice pave the way for Void’s success?"

"Stay back. Let us wait and see what happens."

Suddenly, a soft murmur echoed in everyone's ears—or perhaps across the entire expanse of the void. "The world co-exists with me, and all things are one with me. To attain the Daoless Realm, one must transcend the boundaries of Dao and law..."

Buzz!

The void began to vibrate violently. All Daos and laws in the vicinity started to dissolve and collapse. A torrent of endless energy began spiraling toward the heart of the chasm.

Within that abyss, the silhouettes of two scimitars began to materialize.

Cangtian’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably. "Such immense energy is converging. It’s Han Fei... he is undergoing a nirvana rebirth."

"Roar!"

The Primordial Kylin let out a thunderous cry toward the heavens. "Is it true? He truly lives?"

Another voice trembled with emotion. "Can he actually survive this?"

The First Supreme tightened his grip. "The real question is—can he succeed?"

Before their eyes, billions of runes manifested. These were not the typical Great Dao runes they recognized; instead, they mirrored the ancient symbols found on the bodies of the three thousand Demon Gods. They seemed to exist on a plane far beyond the Great Dao.

Finally, a translucent figure emerged within the chasm. His frame was wreathed in the fires of nirvana, drawing in infinite power. Even his own Great Dao and laws were not spared; they were swallowed whole—not merely fused, but consumed.

At that precise moment, the obscured figure atop the distant altar seemed to finally open his eyes. His identity remained hidden, shrouded in a light too brilliant and hazy to pierce.

Inside the chasm, the rising figure took a step forward. With every stride, he left behind a searing, terrifying footprint that lingered briefly in the void before erupting into flames.

"It’s Han Fei. That man is definitely Han Fei!"

As the figure finally cleared the edge of the chasm, his features became unmistakable to the onlookers.

The Primordial Kylin continued to roar in triumph, while a rare smile touched Li Daoyi’s face. The others held their breath, feeling a tension far greater than when they had attempted to reach the altar themselves.

"Han Fei... has he truly transcended?"

Han Fei had previously explained that reaching the Daoless Realm required stepping beyond the constraints of Dao and law. Though the path to transcendence remained a mystery to them, it did not stop them from yearning to witness his ascent.

The chasm began to evaporate, transforming into a massive reservoir of energy that Han Fei absorbed into his physical form. Floating beside him were the two Blades of Hope.

Standing in his path, the three thousand Demon Gods moved with mechanical precision, forming the formidable Demon God Wall.

Just as the observers began to sink back into despair, fearing the cycle would repeat, Han Fei raised his hand. The Blades of Hope crossed and began to spin. There were no Great Dao runes present, nor was there any world-shaking chaos. Instead, there was only the fierce blaze of pure will, burning like an eternal sun that illuminated the void and the heavens above.

Bang!

Han Fei’s aura surged, his martial intent flooding the myriad battlefields. This single strike collided with the Wall of Gods and Demons. Amidst the resonance of heaven and earth and the clashing of light and shadow, the Wall of Gods and Demons was shattered, pierced through, and left in ruins.