My Rich Wife Chapter 2971 Memories Awakening

"Upon arriving at the Sea of the End, you'll detect this will. It's like an unseen force guiding us toward the endpoint it desires. Such is the essence of the Path of Heaven."

"In ancient times, the four mighty Immortal Emperors of humanity perceived this will and launched an assault on the Path of Heaven. Yet, despite their immense strength, those four couldn't muster any counterattack."

Shakya maintained a serene demeanor, narrating the tale as though it held no personal relevance to him.

"Yet, it proved effective nonetheless. At minimum, it instilled in you the belief that the indomitable Path of Heaven suffered severe wounds. Without that, the Path of Heaven wouldn't have initiated this transformation two eras onward."

Xiao Hai fell quiet for a brief instant.

"All things must revert to their starting origin. Just as the ten glorious eras of humanity were drenched in bloodshed, so too were the epochs of other races. Our duty lies in aligning with the mandate of heaven. Following our prior actions, we'll grow even mightier post that monumental shift."

Shakya sidestepped Xiao Hai's inquiry, steering the conversation elsewhere instead.

"What truly constitutes power? Once your strength poses a threat to the Path of Heaven, you'll endure that cycle of rebirth once more. Humanity remains eternally supreme, for we'll never run short of those capable of slaying us."

Foolish!

Idiot!

Outraged exclamations echoed from the Supreme Gods.

"Fine, I've finished my query."

A chilling grin surfaced on Xiao Hai's countenance.

Chi!

A shadowy palm print slammed into his torso, sending his divinity into quivers.

Xiao Hai sensed himself withdrawing. The figure before him appeared to multiply into innumerable duplicates.

Karma Kill!

Shakya advanced with a single stride.

Past, present, future.

The past alone persisted within the now.

A future alone could emerge in the now.

The future alone bore a past.

This constituted karma.

Shakya's palm demolished Xiao Hai's realm of karma. Subsequently, he delved into the myriad karma realms belonging to Xiao Hai.

Certain realms hadn't transpired in actuality, yet they still factored into karma.

Realm upon realm crumbled under Shakya's assault. Xiao Hai merely perceived his awareness fading into haze.

That horrifying force proved nearly impossible for him to withstand.

In that instant, astonishment flickered over his features. This was merely one of his avatars.

Nevertheless, Shakya employed karma to slay, forging endless linked realms across his past, present, and future.

At that juncture, his primary form's internal qi was plummeting sharply.

Were it not for harboring Jue Wu's phoenix essence, his divine soul would have been obliterated immediately.

Once the final realm collapsed, Shakya resumed his prior position.

Merely a single breath had elapsed since his initial strike.

Such prowess sufficed to slay a Highgod in a flash. The gulf between a Supreme God and a Highgod was utterly daunting.

"He survives. The essence of reality lingers undiminished."

The Lord of Souls, Ryan, uttered abruptly.

Despite the karma realm's annihilation, it could still sense the human's potency from moments ago.

"Now I grasp it. The power of sealing gods."

An eerie grin crept across its visage.

This represented the potency of a rare Dharma Treasure capable of opposing him. It also marked the ultimate phase in refining his divinity's might.

In a blink, Ryan had detected Xiao Hai's divine soul and vanished.

Xiao Hai's power of sealing gods embodied the very force he had forfeited.

The Lord of Souls, Ryan, had long sensed his main god divinity remained incomplete. During prehistoric ages, it appeared a faction rooted in the Great Dao of Souls' origin had forged the Dharma Treasure known as Investiture of Gods.

Thus, upon detecting this aura, he lunged without delay.

The subsequent instant brought the descent of divine might into the Investiture of Gods' domain.

"Qin Yu, slaying two gods marks the utmost extent for Xiao Sheng and myself. The outcome now hinges on their decisions."

Xiao Hai gazed upon the force of divine retribution. In this moment, he found himself unable to focus on aught else.

Heavenly Sin!

Myriad curses enveloped Ryan's form, with acrid green fumes billowing from his frame.

"Three-level door, suppress."

Commandment power!

Xiao Sheng unleashed his utmost effort in the assault.

His Highgod divinity surged at maximum intensity, channeling into the trio of energy flows.

Instantly, unparalleled might exploded within the Investiture of Gods' domain.

"Such turbulent energy! You possess even the Lord of Origin's Heavenly Sin. Yet, before the pinnacle, this force amounts to nothing. It's akin to tofu—regardless of size, it yields to steel."

The Lord of Souls, Ryan, extended a hand to seize Xiao Hai's soul. A dreadfully potent surge erupted.

Xiao Hai's divine soul shattered into fragments without delay. In the very next heartbeat, the power of sealing gods alongside the phoenix's vigor flooded his divine soul. Their fusion enabled his swift regeneration.

"Is that all?"

Xiao Hai scoffed.

"Your immortal form derives from the power of sealing gods. Once I pinpoint its origin, your end will come."

Hundreds of soul chains impaled Xiao Hai's soul, inflicting lethal torment ceaselessly.

Ryan remained stationary, endeavoring to locate the Heavenly Path Sea.

He spoke no falsehood. Upon discovering the power of sealing gods' source, Xiao Hai's demise would follow.

Within the Saint World, perpetual darkness had already enveloped everything.

Yet, at this juncture, two Saint Kingdoms radiated brilliance like midday sun. Though the Great Dao unified, the endless night failed to touch these two Saint Kingdoms.

Immortal Crane and the masked woman.

Inside the masked woman's Saint Kingdom, the eight golden tombs appeared to receive a call.

The golden coffin abruptly parted, and the masked woman rose gradually.

She delicately removed the mask from her face, unveiling a countenance of mild innocence.

The eight colossal tombs quivered gently, exposing eight golden coffins.

In that instant, eight doppelgangers emerged from the coffins.

"The awaited day has arrived at last."

They advanced leisurely to the midst and merged with the central figure.

A force surpassing Saint level began surging from her form.

This energy escalated at an accelerating rate. It had matched the Supreme God's Divine Power.

This alteration defied comprehension. Saint Lord power bore inherent bounds.

No such occurrence should transpire. Nonetheless, the masked woman's strength had truly surpassed those confines.

An identical event unfolded in Immortal Crane's domain.

In that split second, its potency had transcended the boundary, ascending to Supreme God stature.

"Over this extended span, despite thorough preparations, we've still forfeited considerable power."

Immortal Crane examined its palm and offered a wry smile.

At this point, the seal on its recollections lifted, rendering its memories strikingly vivid.

"Impossible!"

In that moment, the countenances of the surviving eight Supreme Gods stiffened, eyes brimming with incredulity.