Chapter 747

: The Origin of the Bound of Universe
Translator: 
EndlessFantasy Translation 
 Editor: 
EndlessFantasy Translation

No, you didn’t hear it wrongly. It has truly been less than twenty years. Exactly how many years it really was, well, that’d be another story. After all, it’s been far too long. The actual timeline had long since vanished in the long river of history… Only references from books of historical legends recorded the amazing talent of this master. However, he was individualistic in his affairs, situating himself between good and evil when faced with matters of life. He was both righteous and corrupt, depending on his whim. It was due to this peculiar temperament that he was called the Heretical Overlord! For a long after this, no one dared to mention his real name. Any records about him called him by Sir Overlord, for fear of speaking his true name.
Ling Xiaozui said with respect.

Heretical Overlord,
Yun Yang mumbled, feeling the might as well as unspeakable command the name carried.

This Sir Heretical Overlord has left behind many famous legends in the Xuanxuan Continent. Because of his incredible cultivation base, the world slowly lost its hold over the dominion of this Sir Heretical Overlord. In the end, Sir Heretical Overlord left through the void with his beautiful lover!


The entire land could not contain this person’s magnificent command…
Yun Yang could not but be astounded, his gaze filled with admiration and anticipation.

So it was said. According to history, the Xuanxuan Continent documented the cultivation as such… the first to ninth Mystique was called Mystic, then it was Silver Mystic, Gold Mystic, Jade Mystic, Earth Mystic, Heaven Mystic, Immortal Mystic, Supreme, Supreme Acme, Honor, Saint and so on and so forth…


The cultivation base levels then were thorough. In comparison, the ninth Dao realm that’s our cultivation pinnacle now is probably around the level of Supreme Acme in the past…


The rest of the cultivation journey and other particular methods were long lost in the Tianxuan Continent. Since the legacy had vanished, there was no way to go on.

Ling Xiaozui heaved a sigh.

What do you mean the legacy has vanished and there’s no way to go on?
Ji Lingxi’s eyes were wide open.
The path of cultivation has existed since the start of time. It prevails and the priority has always been to pass it down. Since it still exists, it’s would be incorrect to say that it has disappeared, much less completely vanished. Isn’t it ridiculous to say there’s no way to go on?

Ling Xiaozui chuckled dryly.
Ridiculous? Yes, it does sound ridiculous, doesn’t it? Utterly unreasonable and illogical. Nonetheless, this is the fact, the reality of these things which are related to Sir Heretical Overlord. Before he crushed the void and left, he performed an earth-shattering feat. He saved all the lives on the continent. His grace was magnanimous, extending to all life forms. Yet, after he left – who knows how long it’s been – the great work he left behind was coveted by many.


This wasn’t surprising, given the forgetful and greedy nature of man. On the premise that it isn’t relevant to one’s benefit, one may still think of the good in the past. Once there is something to gain, however, one can do anything. The so-called kinship is present only when the rewards of betrayal aren’t adequate!


In spite of this, what was even more tragic was that the spiteful ones didn’t only covet the doings he left behind, they wished to wipe away all traces of the Heretical Overlord in this realm. The mastermind was tactical; he did not mind the centuries it took to erect sects and spread its teachings to the world. They intentionally emphasized the ‘heretical’ portion of Sir Heretical Overlord, saying that he was of an evil cult. The fact that the world was saved was only by chance, it wasn’t due to his good intentions.


By then, it had been far too long since the Sir Heretical Overlord had left. What he left behind was already teetering, no longer as prosperous as it had been. There were only a remaining few guarding the last remnants. As for the people of those times, they had already long forgotten Sir Heretical Overlord’s benevolence, whether intentionally or otherwise, swiftly swapping stances.


At that time, a descendant of Sir’s longtime friend, who was also the continent’s wealthiest man, did not mind expending his fortune to guard Sir Heretical Overlord’s creation. He was, instead, targeted by the world and had his family ruined and killed…


Maybe God is watching everything we do. During the final moment when the land was well under the sway of the mastermind and he was about to banish the last of Sir Heretical Overlord’s legacy with his combined forces… Sir Overlord returned from traveling the universe and came across the nefarious plot.


It is still unknown if the return was a lucky or unlucky coincidence – by chance or a destined happening!


After the Overlord understood what was happening, he sneered, ‘I saved the world back then, I can destroy the world now! Since my benevolence has been forgotten, then remember my wrath!'


Before his words echoed, Sir Heretical Overlord began to act. With an easy flip of his wrist, he banished all those in the Xuanxuan Continent who participated in the rebellion. After a while, all proficient cultivators were killed, without exception!

Yun Yang sucked in a cold breath.
All those on the continent who were not on his side had been destroyed with a flip of his hand!
According to Ling Xiaozui’s tale, the mastermind had absorbed almost everyone in the land, meaning that everyone in the realm was against him. Then, did it mean that the flick of his wrist had wiped out everyone on the continent?
Had billions of lives been lost, just like that?
With the flip of a palm?

Those who were left behind were the insignificant ones who were unqualified to join the rebellion. More than a ninth of the total population had been instantly exterminated…


In the end, the Sir Heretical Overlord chuckled and said, ‘You didn’t want traces of me in this land, thus you resorted to every trick up your sleeves to erase them. I shouldn’t fulfill your wish, but you’re all dead – your wish is but a dream. Yet, the lives in this continent have done this to me – to my descendants. It’d be an insult for traces of my legacy to still be left here!'


Thereafter, Sir Heretical Overlord raised his hand again – this time, he split a new world open, out of thin air! He moved everything of him into that realm and named the new world – Bound of Universe!

Ling Xiaozui looked at Yun Yang and said,
This is the Bound of Universe and how it came about.


Now, do you understand why there isn’t a higher-level heritage in the Tianxuan Continent? It was because Sir Heretical Overlord loathed this land. He had erased all the proficient knowledge from this continent with a single thought, leaving only parts of Honor behind…


Consequently, to go a step or even a few steps further, one must enter the Bound of Universe.

Ling Xiaozui chuckled humorlessly and said,
If our current cultivation base were to be placed in the Bound of Universe, it should be at the standard of the Honor cultivation base. Still, we have no idea how many levels are there in Honor. After all, we know nothing about the cultivation method above it. Even when we’ve gone to the Bound of Universe, we have to join a school or serve a family to be able to learn it.


This is the main reason I have not wished to travel to the Bound of Universe. Those in the Bound of Universe do not welcome people from the Tianxuan Continent. To them, we’re cultivators from a place that God despises – we are greedy, cruel and full of wild ambitions, and simply revolting.

Ling Xiaozui chuckled dryly and looked bitter.
Yun Yang sighed subconsciously as well.