Chapter 352: Chapter 352: Follow Heaven, Not Fight It
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wonder... once outside the world membrane, would I be able to gaze into the distance, or perhaps sense the aura of the Great Thousand World?"
Wei Yang chuckled and immediately shook his head. "Wishful thinking."
First of all, with his current strength, it was impossible to break through the world membrane—that was something only a Dou Di could accomplish.
And even if he could break through, he wouldn’t dare go wandering around aimlessly.
The space beyond the world membrane was incredibly dangerous.
If a void storm happened to sweep through, he’d be obliterated—not even bones would remain.
As described in The Great Ruler, both Xiao Yan and Martial Ancestor Lin Dong encountered such a void storm while heading toward the Great Thousand World. It ended up separating them from their wives, triggering a typical cliché of love lost across thousands of miles—full of hardship and eventual reunion.
Besides, without guidance from the Will of the World, an ordinary person couldn’t even sense the direction or presence of the Great Thousand World at all.
Standing in the depths of the dark void, Wei Yang casually looked into the distance. His mind began to drift.
He couldn’t help but wonder—how far away was the world that Lin Dong came from, compared to the Dou Qi Continent?
It had to be quite far. After all, Lin Dong’s world was currently under siege by the Fiend Clans, while the Dou Qi Continent remained calm and untouched.
Right now, half of the Great Thousand World had already been conquered by those evil beings. Many of the lower planes had fallen as well.
Chances were, the world Lin Dong belonged to was close to the fiend clans’ territory, or maybe even on the frontlines of their battlefield.
In contrast, the Dou Qi Continent was likely far removed, which would explain why it hadn’t been targeted yet.
"I wonder if Lin Dong has emerged yet?"
According to the timeline, Flame Emperor Xiao Yan and Martial Ancestor Lin Dong should be around the same age.
Lin Dong was someone Wei Yang greatly admired—and someone he hoped to befriend.
After all, once he entered the Great Thousand World, if he wanted to find trustworthy allies to fight shoulder-to-shoulder against the Fiend Clans, aside from Xiao Yan, Lin Dong was definitely one of his top choices.
At the very least, both Xiao Yan and Lin Dong were men of character.
As for Mu Chen—his timing was too late.
By the time Mu Chen stepped onto the stage, the world was already in the midst of the final decisive war.
Mu Chen could only be regarded as a member of the younger generation.
That said, one couldn’t deny that his growth speed was absurdly fast.
A true miracle.
Perhaps he was created by the Great Thousand World itself—a child of fate, born for the sole purpose of saving it.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the entire world’s destiny had been placed upon his shoulders.
If the Fiend Clans were a virus, then Mu Chen was the antivirus software created by Heaven’s Dao to eliminate them.
"In chaotic times, monsters always rise." That saying had never been more true.
No need to look far—even in our own Earth, from ancient times to modern days, every era of chaos and upheaval birthed a person who rose to end it and reshape the world.
These people were miracles in themselves, born of all walks of life—teachers, beggars, grand mages, minor officials, even many emperor...
These were all what one would call true children of destiny—born for a purpose, monsters among men.
And in this particular timeline—
Xiao Yan, Lin Dong... and perhaps Wei Yang as well?
They were all creations of their respective world’s Will, born in response to the crisis, destined from the start to carry a burden far beyond the ordinary.
They were also the ones who survived fierce competition and emerged as the final victors—the Emperor, the strongest among many.
To rise to the level of Emperor in a lower plane, using only limited and often meager resources, one had to be exceptional beyond measure.
That was the limit of selection in a lower plane.
These Emperors would one day gather in the Great Thousand World, that even greater battlefield of competition, where they’d once again undergo brutal elimination, rivalry, and bloodshed.
As for whether they’d end up fading into obscurity or ascend to become the Emperor among Emperors—that would all depend on their own fate and fortune.
"The Fiend Clans, huh..." Wei Yang exhaled lightly.
From the moment he arrived in this timeline, the Fiend Clans had become a trial he was destined to face.
Unless he chose to live out the rest of his life hiding in the Dou Qi Continent, never stepping beyond its borders, he was doomed to confront them eventually.
Of course, if he never broke through to Dou Di, he wouldn’t need to go to the Great Thousand.
Because once you step into the Great Thousand World and begin cultivating spiritual energy, becoming a Heavenly Sovereign, you’re required to join the Great Thousand Alliance, defending the world against the fiend clans.
Compared to those future battles... the Dou Qi Continent was nothing more than a beginner’s village.
And Hun Tiandi? At most, he was the beginner village boss—or perhaps a beta tester.
A kind of preliminary test.
Only after passing Hun Tiandi’s trial could one earn the qualification to step into the Great Thousand and face the Fiend Clans.
And once you break through to Dou Di, even if you want to stay here, you won’t be allowed.
The Will of the World will begin to pressure you, repel you, force you to leave, urging you to head to the Great Thousand and fight.
That... might even be the answer to the mystery of the ancient Dou Dis’ disappearance.
The battles in the Great Thousand were too intense, so reinforcements were summoned from the lower planes.
Those ancient Dou Dis... were all transferred to the frontlines.
They likely knew how dangerous it would be and didn’t want future generations to repeat their fate.
Or perhaps they feared that once they left, the Fiend Clans would invade the Dou Qi Continent, so they sealed it off together, exiling it, hiding it completely from the rest of existence.
But doing so also cut off the source of Imperial Qi, preventing any new Dou Di from being born.
If Hun Tiandi knew this would be the outcome... would he still be so obsessed with becoming Dou Di?
Compared to the Fiend Clans, Hun Tiandi was just a low-level punk.
A mere Spirit-Grade Heavenly Sovereign was nothing when standing before a Demon Emperor—barely even considered a real powerhouse.
Of course, all of this was just Wei Yang’s personal speculation.
His wandering thoughts slowly returned.
Wei Yang shook his head, clearing his mind of those fantasies.
"First things first—deal with Hun Tiandi."
The road must be walked one step at a time.
But now that he’d figured out the bigger picture, Wei Yang had a much better idea of what needed to be done moving forward.
If he wanted to earn the favor of the Will of the World—to be blessed with great fortune—then he needed to go with Heaven’s flow, not against it.
Hun Tiandi must die. The Fiend Clans must also be slain.
This was a matter of attitude—one that had to be clear and uncompromising.
Which meant it was time to set a small goal for himself.
Step one: kill Hun Tiandi.
Step two: joyfully head to the Great Thousand with Heaven’s blessing and world fortune.
Step three: find a few Demon Kings and kill them to gain the favor of the Great Thousand World’s Will.
Step four: lay low, grow stronger.
Once the final stage arrives—team up with Xiao Yan, Lin Dong, and Mu Chen to steamroll the Fiend Clans.
That would pretty much wrap it all up.
Yep—that’s what it means to follow Heaven’s will.
Defy Heaven?
Not a chance.
Only a fool tries to go against Heaven.
You live beneath the Will of the World, and you still think about defying it?
You’ll step in dog shit walking outside, go into qi deviation while cultivating, jump off cliffs and break your spine instead of gaining treasure, get crushed by people one whole realm below you, never land a critical hit, and your ultimate move will always miss.
Those kinds of miserable fools who keep dreaming about "defying Heaven" are just stubborn rebels doomed to fail.
Unless you’ve truly transcended—even the Will of the World can’t touch you—then, and only then, can you do as you please.
But until that day, it’s better to keep your head down and be smart.
Before you become a true powerhouse, you must respect those who already are.
Otherwise... the one who pays the price will be you.
Of course, this was all just Wei Yang’s personal philosophy.
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