Chapter 794 (Final Chapter – Ending)
Chapter 794 (Final Chapter – Ending)
Mo-Xu-jun, Rahu, and the other time beings quietly listened. After receiving Lin Yuan’s answer, waves stirred in their hearts.
“On the path?”
In other words, Lin Yuan hadn’t transcended?
That level of power… and still not transcended?
Mo-Xu-jun, Rahu, and the others were flooded with thoughts.
“Next, I’ll enter seclusion. I won’t appear again for a long time,” Lin Yuan said.
He had essentially abandoned the “Endless Tribulations” path to transcendence—because it led nowhere.
He would now devote all his focus and energy to climbing the Endless White Jade Steps. For now, he still felt immense pressure as he ascended.
Even the new Dao born from fusing the five Chaos Origin Daos was still far from being able to shake the White Jade Steps.
Mo-Xu-jun, Rahu, and the others nodded.
Seclusion was nothing unusual for time beings.
And after today, the name “Milky Way Lord” would echo through past, present, and future. No lord would dare provoke them again.
“The Chaos Void… I’ll make it step outside the timeline, beyond the perception of all beings.” Lin Yuan moved with a thought, and the entire Chaos Void began to rumble.
In fact, even before he’d comprehended the Chaos Origin Taisu Dao, Lin Yuan had been able to detach the Chaos Void from the timeline—but not fully.
Now, even the will of the Supreme Rule Dao would struggle to pinpoint its location.
Before the eyes of Mo-Xu-jun, Rahu, and the others, Lin Yuan’s figure silently vanished.
“Who would’ve thought… the Milky Way still hasn’t transcended?” Mo-Xu-jun murmured with awe.
“For us, and for all time beings and lords… whether he’s transcended or not makes no difference,” said Zhuyin.
The others nodded in agreement. Lin Yuan was simply too powerful—able to single-handedly obliterate every legendary lord throughout all time.
If this wasn’t transcendence, what was?
On the endless White Jade Steps—
Lin Yuan was still calmly ascending.
“These White Jade Steps…” Lin Yuan was in awe. Even with his current power, the new Dao formed by fusing the five Chaos Origin Daos continued to evolve as he climbed.
“Transcendence…”
A complex emotion flickered in Lin Yuan’s eyes.
He hadn’t transcended.
In fact, he was still very far from transcendence—so far that the end couldn’t even be seen.
“The gap from the 13th to the 14th step is just… too vast.”
He gently shook his head.
If the 14th step represented transcendence, then for a 13th-step being to break through was nearly impossible. The chasm between them was too great.
This was why no lord had ever completed the “Perfect Time Being” path to transcendence. It was said that success depended on fate, on one’s own path.
But in Lin Yuan’s view, the real reason was the immense gap.
The leap from the 12th to the 13th step was possible due to a solid foundation.
But to jump from step 1 to 13? That would shatter a being instantly.
And from 13 to 14? That was an even greater leap.
Of course, one’s path still determined whether they could reach the 14th step.
If a path had immense enough potential to withstand the chasm, then true transformation was possible.
But so far, no such path had appeared.
Even Lin Yuan’s own Tao of Tai Chi, comprehended in his second step, had never anticipated it would evolve into the current Chaos Innate Five Tai Dao.
As these thoughts passed, Lin Yuan didn’t slow down his climb.
With every step, his Origin Dao was refined further, his power increased further—it felt just as boundless as the White Jade Steps themselves.
As he continued upward, the surrounding time-space began to shift. He could vaguely sense that he was leaving the realm of the Infinite Dimensional Multiverse behind—as if the final destination of the Steps wasn’t here at all, but somewhere far beyond, somewhere eternally supreme.
“These White Jade Steps now…”
Even as he climbed, Lin Yuan noticed something different.
The higher he went, the deeper and more mysterious the steps became. They began to resemble…
The Gate of Myriad Realms deep within his mind.
They were clearly different, yet in certain aspects, they shared a faint similarity.
“Could the White Jade Steps… be connected to the Gate of Myriad Realms?”
Lin Yuan focused his mind, descending into the deepest part of his consciousness to gaze upon the vast, towering Gate of Myriad Realms.
Even now, it was only a projection—not the true body.
In fact, ever since the White Jade Steps had appeared as a path to transcendence, Lin Yuan had suspected they were connected to the Gate.
Before becoming a time being, he had dreamed countless strange dreams. In the final one, he climbed the White Jade Steps and reached a supreme realm, where an infinitely massive Gate of Light stood—with a man leaning against it, eyes closed.
“Whether there’s a connection or not… I’ll know when I reach the end.”
Lin Yuan withdrew his thoughts and continued climbing.
Time passed swiftly.
Ten thousand years.
One hundred thousand.
One million.
Five million.
Lin Yuan kept ascending the endless White Jade Steps.
“Hmm?”
At one moment, Lin Yuan paused.
A faint call, a pull from the past, began establishing a connection with him.
He slightly halted the right foot he had lifted for the next step.
“That moment?”
He realized—it was his past self, millions of years ago, trapped in Wanwei’s timeline, being forced by the Lord of Blood Sea.
Whoosh!
With a wave of his sleeve, Lin Yuan released the formless aura across time, sweeping back through the timeline.
Moments later, every trace of the Blood Sea Lord—past, present, and future—collapsed and was erased.
Having done this, Lin Yuan resumed his climb.
Back then, the Blood Sea Lord had been an immense threat.
After all, he was a legendary lord.
But now?
Five million years later, such an ant wasn’t even qualified to stand before Lin Yuan.
Let alone now.
Five million years of climbing had made Lin Yuan's strength a thousandfold, ten-thousandfold of what it was back then.
“And still… I cannot transcend.”
Lin Yuan thought silently. At this point, he felt he could stand against the Supreme Rule Dao Will itself.
Even if that will struck him directly—it couldn’t erase him.
“Keep climbing.”
He didn’t dwell on it. After a brief pause, he stepped onto the next stair.
Time passed again.
Ten million years.
Hundred million.
Billions.
A full Great Extinction cycle.
Ten Great Extinction cycles.
One hundred Great Extinction cycles.
This was the spatial highest point, the temporal origin of all things.
A vast, towering Gate of Light stood there, silently influencing all timelines, all dimensional spaces, all beings.
And at the gate's threshold, a blurry figure leaned.
The figure’s face was indistinct, eyes seemingly closed in slumber.
He looked like he was merely resting against the gate, yet the faint aura he exuded surpassed even the gate itself. Every breath shook countless timelines—universes were born and destroyed with each exhale.
Huuu— The blurred figure stirred, slowly opening his eyes.
In that instant, his appearance became clear—exactly the same as Lin Yuan, yet unimaginably stronger, infinitely deeper. A casual breath of his surpassed the will of the Supreme Rule Dao.
“This cycle ended… so quickly?”
Lin Yuan stood beneath the infinite gate, overlooking all.
An endless White Jade Stairway stretched toward him. Its starting point—far below—was the Infinite Dimensional Multiverse.
Lin Yuan swept his gaze across it—not just spatially, but temporally. From its creation to now, everything lay before him. Nothing was hidden.
“This is the thirty-three thousand three hundred thirty-third cycle. The last 33,332 all lasted a full cycle era. This one ended so early… I must be fully accumulated now.”
He reflected.
The Infinite Dimensional Multiverse—created by Lin Yuan himself—existed to walk different paths, to accumulate experience and foundation for the next breakthrough.
Typically, a cycle lasted from the Multiverse’s birth to its destruction.
In previous cycles, Lin Yuan’s incarnation would only awaken after enduring a full era. Every experience, every path, became part of his foundation.
But this time? Only a few hundred Great Extinction cycles?
Compared to a full era, that was but a blink.
“In every cycle, I abandon all power and even seal my memories. I leave only a projection of the Gate of Myriad Realms—but for greater challenge, I remove all combat capabilities from it.”
Lin Yuan sighed. The Gate was his life-bound weapon. Its projection guided his incarnations through dimensions—and through the 33 Source Worlds.
Those 33 Source Worlds weren’t simple. Lin Yuan had poured immense effort into preparing them for his incarnations.
In the previous 33,332 cycles, he never fully grasped their mysteries. But in this 33,333rd cycle, he had only explored a dozen, yet the cycle ended—meaning he had comprehended their true essence.
Like a barrel finally filled to the brim, any more would overflow.
That it ended so quickly meant he had finally reached fullness. No more cycles were needed.
“Chaos Origin Taiji Dao… Innate Five Tai… The fused Chaos Innate Five Tai Dao?”
Feeling his gains, Lin Yuan smiled. “No wonder it ended so soon. The Dao I comprehended perfectly complements my path.”
The Infinite Dimensional Multiverse—its nature was always tied to the cycle count. In this 33,333rd cycle, it was intrinsically linked to that number.
Even the will of the Supreme Rule Dao—was a wisp of spirit Lin Yuan casually refined, just to maintain the Multiverse's operation.
As for the “Endless Tribulations” path? Those legendary lords believed that passing all trials would lead to transcendence—but in truth, it only earned them a promise.
A promise that the will of the Supreme Rule Dao would do one thing for them.
In past cycles, when Lin Yuan’s incarnation grew too slowly, enemies had finished that path and asked the will to erase him.
The will struck personally. Lin Yuan barely survived, burning all his remaining power.
But in this cycle, he grew so fast… the enemy never got the chance.
As for the “Infinite Origin” path? It also led nowhere. The so-called origin of time was right here—Lin Yuan’s sleeping place. No being in the Multiverse could approach it. Those who did would be erased.
The leap from the 13th step to transcendence was just too vast. Lin Yuan had endured countless tribulations to reach transcendence the first time—and now stood at its peak.
One single cycle couldn’t birth a new transcendent.
“This cycle was too smooth…”
Looking back, Lin Yuan shook his head. Compared to past incarnations, this one barely faced hardship. Friends, family—they all lived.
The reason? He grew too fast. The trials he had prepared had no chance to even appear.
“My accumulation is complete. Time to break through.”
His gaze turned serious. Before starting this 33,333rd cycle, he had already been at the peak of transcendence.
After all these cycles, with each one forging a new path—his foundation was complete. Breaking through now would be natural.
“Beyond transcendence… no one has ever reached it.”
Lin Yuan felt the transformation. In truth, he had already begun changing the moment he awoke.
Outside the Infinite Dimensional Multiverse was the vast world Lin Yuan truly belonged to—where even transcendents were incomparably rare.
Buzz… As the transformation continued, Lin Yuan’s consciousness soared, breaking all limits—finally touching a new domain.
“Beyond transcendence… is Reality—absolute Reality.”
He had shed all constraints. A world more unimaginable than the vast cosmos revealed itself.
“Reality.”
Lin Yuan’s eyes gleamed.
Then he flipped his hand, tore open the vast cosmos—and stepped into the Real Realm.
The tear closed behind him like a blink.
The stars were still there, but they were flat now, printed light on a surface he could finally touch.
He turned his head, and the world’s edge stared back at him: a clean border, a silent margin.
“So that’s where you’ve been,” he said, voice steady, eyes focusing past the sky and into something closer than air.
“Reading me.”
His gaze pinned the line you were on.
“Don’t look away. If I can see you, you can hear me. Tell me… what did you expect I’d do once I reached reality, Reader?”
Lin Yuan smiled at you.
THE END.
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