Chapter 163: Myriad Star Heaven Connecting Hall, Threads of Fate and Destiny

Looking at the two of them who were practically annoyed with impatience, Daoist Master Tianji couldn’t help but let out a helpless sigh. He shook his head, his eyes showed a trace exhaustion.

"Sigh... Kids are kids, no matter what age. Even after living for a thousand years, your temperaments are still as impetuous as ever. How did you even cultivate?"

Standing up, Tianji waved his sleeve. The space in front of them twisted, and a hidden spatial passage slowly opened.

"Follow me. Since you have paid the price, I will naturally show you the truth. But remember, keep your minds clear and do not let your aura fluctuate."

Qingyun and Ao Huang quickly suppressed their excitement, nodding solemnly as they followed the old man into the passage.

When they stepped through, the simple wooden hall vanished, replaced by a sight that made even these two monsters hold their breath.

This was a place where there was absolutely no sunlight. Instead, the entire space was filled with a boundless, gorgeous, and breathtaking starry sky.

They were standing on a massive, translucent platform suspended in the void. Above, below, and all around them were masses of purple and gold, shimmering, flickering like fireflies but they were actually stardust that flowed like rivers of light, and countless stars twinkling with an almost ethereal, mystical glow.

It was as if they had stepped out of the their world and went directly into the heart of universe. The sheer beauty and majesty of the scene made one’s soul feel incredibly at peace, yet infinitely small.

"This is the Myriad Star Heaven Connecting Hall," Tianji’s said softly in the starry space. "Here... one can say we are closest to the Heavenly Dao."

Master Tianji raised his hand and made a gentle pulling gesture. Instantly, ten figures flashed infront of them on the platform. They were the ten supreme elders of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, each possessing cultivation at the peak of the Soul Formation Realm, with same long white beards and deeply wrinkled faces of Master Tianji that spoke of their immense age.

Including Tianji, there were exactly eleven people present.

In the Daoist numerology and the laws of the Heavenly Calculations, the number ten represents perfection, completion, and the absolute limit of the world. But Eleven... Eleven is the ’Transcending Number’. It is the extreme number that breaks the cycle of ten, representing a step beyond the mundane, stepping out of the boundaries of the heavens, and touching the true, unknown Dao.

Forming an array of eleven was a method of formation known as the Transcending Heavenly Array, capable of borrowing the power of the universe itself to peer into the deepest secrets of fate.

With a slight nod from Tianji, the ten elders immediately understood. They didn’t speak a single word and quickly moved to their designated positions.

Master Tianji sat down cross legged at the exact center of the platform. The ten elders spread out around him, sitting in the intricate pattern of the Ten Heavenly Stars, forming a perfect, massive star chart around their hall master.

Qingyun and Ao Huang stood quietly at the edge of the platform, not even daring to make a single sound.

"Senior, why did you make us wait outside for so long before entering?" Qingyun finally couldn’t help but ask in a low voice. "With your cultivation, calculating a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator should be as easy as turning over your hand."

Tianji kept his eyes closed, his voice turning incredibly solemn. "You think too highly of me, and you severely underestimate the Heavens. Do you know what just happened to that child? The Heavens showered golden lotuses and announced the achivement to whole world! It was first time ever in history that such achivement was seen by whole world not just continent like it previously happened. If I had dared to look through the veil of fate at that exact moment when the Heavens were bestowing these rewards... do you know what would have happened?"

Qingyun and Ao Huang’s hearts skipped a beat.

"It would be like staring directly into the eyes of the Heavenly Dao!" Tianji’s voice carried a rare trace of fear. "It would be a blatant provocation, a direct challenge to the face of the Heavens! That would have resulted Heavenly Wrath, instantly descend upon me. No, not to mention me, even this entire Heavenly Secret Pavilion, with all its hundreds of disciples and thousands of years of foundation, would be completely destroyed and erased from the face of this worldm... maybe in a single strike! Such is the terrifying wrath of the Heavens when its rules are blatantly mocked during a moment of divine grace!"

Hearing this, cold sweat instantly broke out on the backs of Qingyun and Ao Huang. They had completely forgotten that the heavenly phenomenon was not just a reward, but a direct interaction with the Heavenly Dao itself.

"Enough talk. Watch closely, and do not interfere," Tianji commanded.

He took a deep breath, and the divination officially began.

The eleven elders began to chant in a rhythmic manner. The spiritual energy in their bodies resonated with the starry sky above. The ten elders acted as distributors, bearing the immense backlash, while Master Tianji, at the center, acted as the needle threading through the threads of fate and destiny.

Suddenly, Tianji opened his eyes.

His cloud eyes had completely changed. The swirling mist was gone, replaced by two deep, rotating starry vortexes. In his vision, the physical world disappeared entirly, replaced by an infinite, chaotic sea of glowing threads.

These were the karmic, fate and destiny threads connecting every living being, every object, and every event in the world.

Red threads of blood karma, black threads of death, golden threads of fortune... Such billions of threads intertwined in a blinding, chaotic web.

’More!’ Tianji commanded himself in mind.

Instantly, the ten elders surrounding him felt a terrifying pressure crash down upon their souls.

"Ugh!" Several elders let out muffled groans. Their faces turned deathly pale, and thick beads of cold sweat rolled down their foreheads. The weight of backlash of trying to observe a genius who had just been blessed by the Heavens was too heavy. Blood began to seep from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies trembled violently under the immense pressure. They were now literally using their own cultivation and lifeforce to shield Tianji from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao.

Tianji ignored their suffering. His starry eyes scanned through the chaotic sea of fate at an incomprehensible speed. He ignored the thick, dark threads of the and he also ignored the sharp, silver and golden threads.

He was looking for a newly born, incredibly brilliant thread.

Suddenly, his gaze locked onto a specific point in the distance.

There it was.

It was a thread of fate, but it was unlike any he had ever seen in his thousands of years of life. It wasn’t just golden, it was blazing with a blinding, pure white light with the profound aura. It was so bright that it almost burned even his starry eyes, and it was so thick that it looked like a dragon of light coiling in the void, completely unaffected by the surrounding chaotic threads.

"Found you..."

Tianji’s lips curled into a smile. He raised his right hand, his fingers glowed with the power of the Heavenly Array, and reached out into the void.

With a firm grip, his spiritual hand tried to grab that blindingly bright golden string of fate, and without any hesitation, he began to use some unknown techniques to follow it with other hand, while think of pulling back the veil to reveal the true identity and location of that genius.