Chapter 1070: Chapter 1068: Li Qizi: I Endure Through the Ages in the Mortal World 4

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

Li Qizi stood outside the Cosmos.

Watching this Cosmos, where he had lingered for a full fifty thousand years, sink into an unstoppable calamity of Heavenly Demons.

Every second, countless beings that existed within the Cosmos were devoured, erased, and made to vanish amidst the mad cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Dao.

And echoing in his ears was the interrogation of that little girl who had refused to leave with him, who had no name as master and disciple, yet bore every right to that name.

That interrogation lingered endlessly, reverberating within Li Qizi's heart.

Li Qizi had found no answer, and could give none.

He could only sigh, casting an apologetic glance at the Cosmos behind him.

Then he silently drifted through the Void Boundary Sea, searching for the next Cosmos to settle in.

Perhaps he should have lent a hand to that Cosmos, helped its endless Myriad Beings resist the devouring of the Heavenly Demons.

At the very least.

He could actually have sought aid on their behalf.

The Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm, the Heaven-Abandoning Emperor and the others, the Five Supreme Forces, even Heavenly Demon Gushe.

If he had been willing, he had ways to contact these existences capable of changing that Cosmos's fate.

But in the end, he did not.

Because he could not expose himself. He had to conceal his name.

Amid the frost and wind of the world's changes, he would wait until 1.296 billion years later, to tell Lin Qi.

Of the many things that had happened across the Myriad Realms over those 1.296 billion long years.

This was the mission he bore.

Only.

Li Qizi suddenly sighed. "Time passes so slowly."

He sighed, then drifted through the dark, vast Void Boundary Sea for a full hundred thousand years.

He went farther and farther, constantly moving away from the war.

He did not know where he had arrived, nor where he was going.

During these hundred thousand years, he passed by many Cosmos far from the war, seemingly peaceful and incomparably beautiful.

But he halted before them all, never choosing to step inside.

Until after drifting for a full hundred thousand years.

Li Qizi finally felt the weariness of the journey.

He stopped before another Great Cosmos.

He could clearly sense that the Heavenly Dao had already been born within this Cosmos.

There were Dao-Fusion cultivators, representing the Cosmos's supreme power, ceaselessly expanding along the Cosmos's boundary walls.

Trying to find where the Cosmos ended.

Perhaps in another ten million years.

This Cosmos's powerful Dao-Fusion cultivator would truly explore to the Cosmos's end, sense the existence of the Boundary-Wall Void Sea, and realize there were Cosmos beyond the Cosmos.

But perhaps it would not take that long.

Because perhaps in less than ten million years, the flames of war sweeping across the Myriad Realms would spread here.

So should he go speak with this Cosmos?

Tell them: do not peer beyond the Cosmos!

But in the end, Li Qizi gave up. He chose to recover from the weariness of his journey and continue drifting deeper into the Void Boundary Sea.

This time.

He turned himself into a meteor wandering the Void Boundary Sea.

He shut down his senses, withdrew his spiritual power and Primordial Spirit.

Cold and lifeless as a true stone, he flew toward the depths of the Void Boundary Sea.

He set a time for himself.

One million years.

This time, he would drift for a full million years.

He would wake after one million years.

As for where to go then, he decided to decide at that time.

Time began to lose all meaning.

Wandering aimlessly through the Void Boundary Sea.

Made eternal life seem like a torment.

He had no choice but to replace life with this meaningless slumber.

When he finally woke from the slumber.

Time had passed exactly one million years, just as he had set.

He stopped before an utterly unfamiliar Cosmos.

This time, he did not choose to turn a blind eye and leave.

A million years of slumber, cold as a stone, left Li Qizi desperately yearning to see living beings, to feel the surging breath of life.

So he chose to charge into this Cosmos without a shred of hesitation.

Without any concealment.

Letting his aura as one of the Outland Gods be exposed to the eyes of this Cosmos's powerhouses.

He headed toward a continent floating in the Starry Sky, filled with the breath of life.

Falling like a meteor, then walking into the nearest city like a lost traveler.

He greedily felt the rhythm of life.

Utterly unconcerned with the intelligent life in this city that looked neither human nor demon, of unknown race.

He smiled and greeted these strange beings with four legs, six arms, and three eyes.

Curiously tasting their food, admiring the creations of their civilization.

Then calmly introduced himself to the powerhouses of this Cosmos who had rushed over.

Saying he was a Cosmos wanderer.

That his arrival in their Cosmos was purely accidental.

They could treat him as a guest from beyond the Cosmos, or as an enemy from beyond the Cosmos.

It did not matter.

He did not care.

Then he was forcibly escorted by this Cosmos's powerhouses to an even vaster, more sacred continent.

The powerhouses of this Cosmos studied him, interrogated him, even used his image as a template to create the Human Race upon this continent.

But Li Qizi did not care.

He had once believed that long life and eternal immortality.

Was the highest ideal that all living beings instinctively pursued.

But after merely a little over a million years of lonely solitude.

He had grown disgusted with immortality.

He began to realize that he truly was not someone qualified to become a great cultivator.

Back then, before he had even cultivated to the Golden Core, he encountered his death tribulation.

That was actually not his tribulation, but rather his fortune.

If not for Lin Qi.

Then he could have died while he still had attachments to the world.

Rather than, like now, finding life utterly devoid of interest.

This disgust with living, this self-destructive tendency surging endlessly within his heart.

Tormented Li Qizi for yet another million years.

The powerhouses of this realm studied him, tortured him, but never would kill him.

So he calmed down once more.

And asked the powerhouses who had studied, guarded, and tortured him for a full million years.

Whether they did not find it dull.

The powerhouses of this realm were astonished, asking why he would find it dull, why his heart would be filled with such intense self-destructive thoughts.

When clearly, eternal immortality was the greatest gift heaven and earth could bestow upon the powerful.

And heaven, earth, and the Cosmos still held so many unknown secrets, waiting for them to explore, to discover.

How could one find life utterly devoid of interest?

Hearing the answer of this Cosmos's powerhouses, Li Qizi immediately understood why they did not find immortality dull.

It was merely because of ignorance.

They did not know of the existence of the Great Destruction, nor the truth that the Supremes intended to annihilate the Myriad Realms.

Still less did they know how cruel things were now beyond the Cosmos.

Even less did they know how empty and lonely a fate was, one that could only depend on another's fate.

But the kind-hearted Li Qizi ultimately did not tell them those cruel truths.

He calmed down, trying to make himself like this realm's ignorant powerhouses, seeking the joy of exploring the unknown within this Cosmos.

So he hoped this realm's powerhouses would let him out.

Let him see the unknown scenery of this Cosmos.

This realm's powerhouses refused without a shred of hesitation.

Because studying and exploring Li Qizi was itself one of their pleasures.

But accounting for Li Qizi's cooperation over the past million years.

They permitted Li Qizi to walk freely upon this continent, and even to become the god of the Human Race they had created using Li Qizi as a template.

Li Qizi was not interested in becoming the god of the Human Race created in this realm because of him.

But he was indeed curious about the lives of this realm's Human Race, created because of him.

So, led by this realm's powerhouses, he went down to the Human Realm.

But this realm's Human Realm was not interesting. Only the wine was decent.

After a round through the Human Realm, Li Qizi truly could not stand this realm's Human Race civilization, created because of him.

So he took the initiative to propose helping this realm's powerhouses cultivate a true Human Race demeanor.

This proposal was approved by this realm's powerhouses.

Li Qizi seemed to find once more his long-lost passion for life.

And began to earnestly ponder and study a development plan for this realm's Human Race.

Under Li Qizi's active intervention and guidance.

In less than a mere hundred thousand years.

The Human Race, originally not particularly strong, began to become the overlords of this continent.

Standing out among the many life races created by this realm's powerhouses.

The Human Race's potential astonished this realm's powerhouses, and they began to look forward to the Human Race's development.

Trying to peer through it and explore more about Li Qizi's origins.

But this joyful time.

Cut off abruptly after a mere ten thousand years.

The Outlands Heavenly Demons descending from the sky and the fanatics who believed in the Great Dream Immortal Venerable shattered the tranquility of the entire Cosmos.

Before this Cosmos's powerhouses could even digest the faith and legends about the Outlands Heavenly Demons and the so-called Great Dream Immortal Venerable.

News of the War of Heaven and Man in the Myriad Realms, growing ever fiercer and drawing in more and more Cosmos, plunged the peaceful Cosmos into turmoil.

This realm's powerhouses had no means to keep watching Li Qizi and his Human Race development.

The Cosmos's perilous situation left the entire Cosmos in a state of panic.

And the rumbling of warships from the Five Supreme Forces and the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm appearing one after another.

Also made Li Qizi realize it was time to leave again.

Only this time, before leaving, he heard a piece of news about an old acquaintance.

It was about Gushe.

It seemed Gushe and Huo Yunzi had fallen out, not only completely parting ways, but also creating a Heavenly Demon Art capable of devouring Heavenly Demons.

And the Heavenly Demons who cultivated this Heavenly Demon Art, capable of devouring Heavenly Demons, called themselves True Demons.

They were madly seeking out and devouring the Heavenly Demons under Huo Yunzi's command, led by Gushe.

And the war between True Demons and Heavenly Demons that resulted greatly checked the spread and expansion of the Heavenly Demon Dao.

Gushe thus became the renowned True Demon Old Mother of the Myriad Realms.

This title made Li Qizi reveal a smile of his own, one he had not shown for a long time. He muttered to himself.

If Lin Qi and the others knew Gushe is now called the True Demon Old Mother, they'd laugh themselves silly.

Haha.

Gushe, really.

It's only been a little over two million years, and she's already become the True Demon Old Mother.

No, wait.

Has it only been a little over two million years?

Li Qizi could no longer smile.