Chapter 820: Chapter 282: Three Realms Unite, Preaching the Dao and Sealing the Emperor (13,000 Characters – Grand Finale)

But just for a moment, he slowly put it down again, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, he said indifferently, "Yeah right."

So, Song Yan sat back down cross-legged, beginning to forcibly suppress the imbalance of the Three Realms within him.

On his journey so far, his suspicion had already reached the peak of mastery. Now, he must wait, wait until he truly and completely fails to hold on before deciding whether to integrate with the Dao.

...

...

Time passed second by second, how long it had been was unknown, but Song Yan felt he had reached his limit.

And at this moment, a long sigh came from the Void.

"Brother Song, you have won."

Qiu Lianyue appeared once more, then without hesitation, watched as Song Yan, on the verge of shattering completely, transformed into a stream of light that merged into his body...

With Qiu Lianyue’s integration, he saw an even clearer scene of this world.

It was...

Shattered.

A broken world, riddled with calamities, this was also why the Outer Saint could invade.

Not only did he need the world,

The world also needed him to complete it.

Without this world, he would perish.

Without him, the world too would die.

At the same time, numerous pieces of information began to surface in his mind.

The world is like a person, with birth and demise, its life spans a Dao Epoch.

A world at its peak might bear Dao fruits at the end of a Dao Epoch.

And in the previous Dao Epoch, this world bore a Dao fruit and Heavenly Dao.

In the previous Dao Epoch, Song Yan plucked the Dao fruit, then as the world shattered, he entered the next Dao Epoch.

After entering the next Dao Epoch, he was soon found by the Heavenly Dao.

Heavenly Dao used all sorts of means, attempting to reclaim the Dao fruit from within him, yet all ended in failure.

Song Yan reincarnated countless times, living as pigs, dogs, animals, yet the Dao fruit remained within him.

How could a Dao fruit be so easily taken?

Left with no choice, Heavenly Dao’s only option was to initiate the last move: integration with the Dao.

As long as Song Yan chose to integrate voluntarily, then it naturally would not need to seize the Dao fruit, and could cause the Dao fruit to return directly...

For this, the Heavenly Dao specially manifested a Divine Soul to reincarnate, becoming Qiu Lianyue.

However, the Heavenly Dao was too weak; the part it could manifest was only the weak Saint that was Qiu Lianyue.

To ensure Song Yan could integrate with the Dao, Heavenly Dao specially had Qiu Lianyue deliver the "remaining lifespan" into Song Yan’s hands.

To ensure Song Yan could not prove the Great Dao, Qiu Lianyue specially informed the Burial Saint in advance, preparing in advance to destroy the "Celestial Calculation Dao," thereby forcing Song Yan into this inevitable integration with heaven.

How unfortunate...

Now everything had completely reversed.

At the last moment of torment, in the end, the Heavenly Dao dared not continue gambling, choosing instead to merge voluntarily, thus becoming a subordinate of Song Yan.

At this moment, Song Yan sensed the balance of power within him, observed the completeness and reconstruction of the world, and reached out a hand, extracting from the "past" the numerous companions at their deathbeds one by one.

Wang Susu, Su Yao, Cao Xuerou, Fu Hongmian, Fu Shirong, Cao Yuzhuang, An Li, Tian Xiaojiu, Pei Xuehan, Tang Ningxin, Ling Xiaoxiao, Han Weizi, Han Lingzi, Ning Yunmiao, Hua Linglong, even Stone Seat Elder, Gu Huangzi, Zhang Han, Red Leaf Swordmaster, Tang Changsheng, Di Cunxin, Yun Zhaoxuan, Ning Daozhen, Gu Mohan, and so on...

Every familiar face, he extracted.

Everyone retained the memories from before their deaths, now emerging into the world and looking around in shock, until they saw that gigantic face obscuring the sky, all became clear in their minds and they respectfully bowed down.

Song Yan was about to speak, when suddenly a gentle greeting came from an endlessly distant place.

"Fellow Daoist seems to have recovered, which spares me some concern indeed."

Immense consciousnesses looked to the voice, only to see a mysterious, majestic figure of indeterminate gender sitting atop the endless far shore.

Song Yan responded timely, leisurely and steadily, "Fellow Daoist, in guarding me, we have indeed formed a good affinity."

"Heh, then I shall not interrupt Fellow Daoist’s rest." That shadow immediately vanished.

Song Yan couldn’t help but laugh, yet he couldn’t tell what kind of laugh it was.

Heaven and Earth, isn’t it all an endless scheme?

Truly, it’s battling constant trials, east, west, south, north, full of dangers and obstacles, with not a moment’s pause. Unless one covers their eyes, plugs their ears, and numbs their heart, otherwise one is bound to see.

But, what of it?

Battle again, that is.

...

Once having become the Heavenly Dao, one can thus open a dais to preach the Dao.

The one preaching the Dao, is to fulfill Cause and Effect, making it so the beings of Heaven and Earth cannot escape it.

To teach a person to fish, is also to bind oneself with shackles.

’Is there anything wrong with living in my world?’ Song Yan, now an old man, dozing off, opened his eyes after many years, looked at the crowd before him, and at the foremost mat, recognizing many familiar faces among them, he then raised his hand to point one by one, assigning the roles of Emperor Venerable.

"Wang Susu, you shall uphold the Puppet Dao, and henceforth be the Puppet Emperor Venerable."

"Ning Yunmiao, you shall uphold the Sword Dao, and henceforth be the Sword Dao Emperor Venerable."

"Cao Yuzhuang, you and Po Xu share the bond of mother and daughter, come forward as you ought to have a position."

... 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Assigning one by one, delegating tasks, then preaching the Dao.

The sound of the Dao teaching spread across three thousand worlds.

After the teaching, the Celestial Palace closed, and the figure of the old man vanished.

In the mortal world, yet again, a youth played amidst the dust.

Nothing more than another cycle, another catastrophe.

——————The End——————

Appendix: The new book will likely be released later this month or at month’s end.