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The moment Qi Yun finished speaking, his will was already in motion.

In the unseen world, the broken Celestial Vault above the Spirit Mountain, the churning Buddha Light and Dao Rhyme, and the distant True Monarch Bodhisattvas watching intently…

All these sights rippled like a reflection in water disturbed by a stone, suddenly blurring and fading away.

In a trance, Qi Yun and the Vidyārāja Bodhisattva opposite him were no longer beneath the shattered sky of the Profound Yellow world.

They had stepped into another plane of existence.

A place of bizarre and motley wonders, one that defied all common sense.

Here, there was no up or down, no past or future—only the most fundamental "Dao" and "Principles" manifesting, surging, and roaring.

The crimson Fire Element Origin burned away the void like a billion phoenixes spreading their wings; the cyan origin of wind formed a heaven-piercing tornado that tore through Chaos; the heavy origin of earth condensed into the phantoms of endless mountain ranges, rising and falling; the deep blue origin of water converged into a boundless ocean, its tides ebbing and flowing…

Earth, fire, wind, and water intertwined and revolved, manifesting the world's most primitive genesis and its final end.

The roar of wind and thunder was the sound of the Dao; the flow of time was its pulse.

This place was higher than the Foundation Establishment Heaven where Foundation Establishment Masters placed their Dao Foundations. It was the root of Heaven and Earth, the source of the Great Dao, the beginning and end where the Ten Thousand Laws were born and returned to silence—the All Marvelous Heaven!

It was also the place where the Fruit Positions hung high!

"Beneath" their feet, a hazy gray river of indescribable breadth and age flowed silently, yet with an overwhelming and irresistible momentum.

The River of Heaven and Earth Years!

This river flowed through all of antiquity, nourishing all realms, yet it also eroded and wore away all things.

Above the river, the sight was magnificent and breathtaking.

At the lowest level were dense points of light of various colors, like the stars on a summer night. They were bright and dim, large and small, with different colors and distinct auras.

Those were the personal Dao Foundations of the countless Foundation Establishment Masters of the Profound Yellow Origin Realm, suspended high above the River of Heaven and Earth Years.

The Dao Foundations hung over the waters of time, flickering with the waves. Most were as faint as fireflies, in constant danger of being drenched and dimmed by the spray.

And above these "stars."

In a higher, more stable "celestial vault"—

Magnificent existences that seemed corporeal, shone with brilliant light, and emanated vastly different, boundless Dao Rhymes!

Some were like glazed Buddha Towers, stacked layer upon layer, containing boundless Brahma Chanting of Compassion, with thousands of golden threads of Wish Power hanging down, connecting to the many faint golden points of light below.

Some were like solitary Sword Peaks, piercing straight into the void, their sharp aura cutting through all other types of Dao Rhyme around them, connected to the bottom by only a few equally sharp "threads."

Some were like a Star Sea vortex, slowly rotating, devouring light and Spiritual Mechanism, exuding an eerie silence.

Some were like a pool of blood in the Yellow Springs, churning with sin and death, extending countless dark red tendrils that siphoned the souls of the living…

These were what the True Monarchs and Bodhisattvas had condensed from their entire life's pursuit of the Dao, suspended high above the River of Heaven and Earth Years—their Fruit Positions!

Compared to the "stars" below that were drifting with the current…

These Fruit Positions were like "suns and moons" hanging in the night sky. Their light shone for tens of thousands of miles, their Dao Rhyme self-contained, illuminating their respective "star fields" below and sending down wisps of "karma" to connect with their followers and successors, forming stable systems.

The Fruit Positions were as firm as boulders, fixing the fate of their Daoist lineage. No matter how the River of Heaven and Earth Years rushed and scoured below, they remained Immovable, exuding a majestic authority that was eternal, Supreme, and above all living beings.

Merely gazing upon them was enough to make one's Divine Soul tremble, as if looking up at insurmountable Monuments of the Great Dao.

At this moment, in this All Marvelous Heaven that only the most powerful beings could glimpse, the "figures" of Qi Yun and the Vidyārāja Bodhisattva stood above the rushing River of Heaven and Earth Years, with the forest of sun-and-moon-like Fruit Positions hanging above them.

The will of the Vidyārāja Bodhisattva manifested as a towering Wisdom King with three heads and six arms, stepping on a fiery lotus pedestal and wreathed in destructive cyan flames.

He looked up at his own Fruit Position, which also had the wrathful appearance of three heads and six arms and shone like a burning star over a sea of cyan fire. Then, he looked at Qi Yun, his eyes narrowing.

"You brought my Divine Thought here to the All Marvelous Heaven… What is your intention?"

His voice rolled like thunder across the All Marvelous Heaven, causing the few strands of karma hanging from other nearby Fruit Positions to tremble slightly.

Engaging in Magical Combat here was far more dangerous than a physical battle of Divine Techniques in the outside world. It directly involved the very root of one's Dao Fruit, and the slightest mistake could lead to the Fruit Position being sullied, the Dao Foundation being shaken, or even the risk of falling into the great river!

Qi Yun's Fruit Position was somewhat special. It was a great sun.

This "great sun" also hung high, yet it seemed to bob up and down. The intent it radiated, of "the great sun returning to truth, master of the present," was so fiercely radiant that the hazy gray water of the nearby river of years steamed with wisps of white vapor.

But compared to the surrounding Fruit Positions, which were as stable as Ancient Divine Mountains and completely unmoving…

Qi Yun's "great sun" lacked that sense of eternal, unshakable stability. Instead, it possessed… a vigorous vitality and a sharp edge, striving upward and battling against the current!

Facing the Vidyārāja Bodhisattva's question, Qi Yun spoke calmly.

"Magical Combat? You must be joking, Bodhisattva."

He paused slightly. The light of the blazing white sun suddenly contracted inward, becoming incomparably condensed and blinding. A resolute and domineering will erupted.

"This is clearly a battle to the death."

"What?!" The three faces of the Vidyārāja Bodhisattva simultaneously showed looks of utter shock and disbelief.

'Has this person gone mad?'

'He went through so much trouble to seize the World Honored One's Handwriting and achieve the rank of a monarch. He hasn't even found his footing, yet he wants to fight me to the death?'

'Don't tell me the river water washed his brains out…'

Before the thought could even fade, Qi Yun wasted no more words.

The blazing white sun suddenly shuddered!

The next moment, it moved.

With a resolute momentum, as if to advance courageously and strike down a higher state, it brazenly… slammed into the wrathful Fruit Position of the Vidyārāja Bodhisattva, which was hanging diagonally above it in the center of the Cyan Flame Buddha Country!

BOOM—!!!

The light of the blazing white sun and the flames of the Cyan Flame Buddha Country collided fiercely in the All Marvelous Heaven!

In that instant, it was as if two ancient stars had struck each other with annihilating force!

From the point of impact, a ripple mixed with blazing white and Cyan Gold, filled with Daoist Intents like "Wrath," "Demon-Subduing," "Great Sun," and "The Present," suddenly spread out like the first wave of creation!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK—!!!

A cacophony of cracks erupted!

Near the point of impact, the incredibly stable void of the All Marvelous Heaven was forcefully smashed open, revealing countless twisted, bottomless "fissures"!

A slurry of Chaos Color flowed along the edges of the fissures—wounds torn into the Great Dao by brute force!

A few strands of karma hanging from other nearby Fruit Positions were swept by this terrifying ripple and instantly snapped, annihilated!

At the same time, in several locations within the Profound Yellow Origin Realm, a few Foundation Establishment Masters suddenly screamed and died inexplicably!

Two majestic powers, each strong enough to support an entire Daoist lineage and illuminate antiquity, began the most primitive, cruel, and direct contest of strength in the supreme All Marvelous Heaven!

The entire All Marvelous Heaven was shaken by this sudden, utterly brutal collision of Fruit Positions!

All the wills focused on this place were filled with shock and gravity.

"A Fruit Position collision! He actually dares!" came the whisper from Qingyuan Dao Seeking True Monarch.

The Fruit Position: the very basis of Supreme authority in the Profound Yellow Origin Realm.

It was also the most vital and fatal weakness of a True Monarch or Bodhisattva.

It was indestructible, forged by the Great Dao, something Heaven and Earth could not easily erase.

A True Spirit relied on it to be held aloft, suspended above the River of Heaven and Earth Years, to enjoy Longevity and watch over the changing of epochs.

Even if the heavens fell and the earth split asunder, as long as the Fruit Position did not fall, a True Monarch was nigh indestructible.

And yet, it was as fragile as glass.

Once it encountered an impact from a source of the same level, this seemingly eternal Dao Fruit would tremble violently.

At that time, the True Spirit it supported would sway and Loosen, possibly even slipping from the Fruit Position.

In more dangerous cases, the Fruit Position itself could be forced to "descend" under the impact, its Status degraded and its Dao path sullied.

The most severe outcome could even lead to a "Fruit Position escape," causing the True Monarch to fall directly from their monarch rank!

Therefore, unless one was committed to mutual destruction, or was an elderly True Monarch at the end of their lifespan…

an ordinary True Monarch would never, and would not dare, to lightly use a brutal method like a Fruit Position collision.

That was no longer Magical Combat, but a gamble that wagered one's entire life's work and the very foundation of one's existence!

And the master of this blazing white sun before them—Qi Yun—was merely a newly ascended True Monarch who had just stepped into this realm, his aura not yet fully stabilized!

"'This child… could he have something to rely on?'"

The stark, sword-shaped Fruit Position of Qingyuan Dao Seeking True Monarch, which stretched across the All Marvelous Heaven, faintly circulated with a cold light.

From within the Sword Peak, his deep, probing soliloquy could be heard.

He stared at the white-robed figure who was driving his own Fruit Position to crash into his enemy's.

'He's too calm.'

Deep within Qingyuan Dao Seeking True Monarch's gaze, a Spiritual Light of Sword Intent, so condensed it was almost tangible, suddenly flashed. It transformed into billions of Talismans, fine as dust yet containing a supreme deductive Dao Rhyme, which rapidly circulated, collided, and combined within his Fruit Position.

He was calculating, trying to see through the true intention and possible backing behind this seemingly insane act.

Meanwhile, in the All Marvelous Heaven, the clash between the blazing white sun and the Cyan Flame Buddha Country had reached its most intense point!

RUMBLE—!!!

The aftershocks of the collision transformed into a visible tide of Chaos, spreading wildly in all directions. A few Dao Foundations belonging to other Arhats and Masters, which were slightly closer, were grazed by this tide and flickered like candles in the wind before dimming by nearly half.

In the mortal world, these unlucky few also suffered a sudden, disastrous death.

"Bastard!"

The will of the Vidyārāja Bodhisattva let out a furious roar, its three faces contorting hideously.

He could clearly feel his own Fruit Position had been shaken and was now trembling.

But looking at the madman's Fruit Position opposite him, it seemed completely unaffected. Not only did it show no sign of shrinking back in fear, but it was ramming with even greater vigor.

'What the hell kind of Fruit Position is this?!'

'How can it be so bold!'

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