Twilight Boundary-Chapter 755 - 746: Entangled by a Double Fate

Fine and grand, like a life flashing before one's eyes before death, a century could be seen at a glance.

The moment Hu Ma reached for the Book of Life and Death, he had already prepared himself, but the torrent of information relentlessly pouring into his mind still made him feel as if his Divine Soul was being torn apart.

Countless mysterious and complex images unfolded before his eyes, as if his entire life had been stretched into a long scroll.

He saw the moment when the State Preceptor and the ancestors of the Hu Family knelt before the Twelve Ghost Altars, saw the State Preceptor's solemn eyes as he turned and shouted, "By the bloodline of the Hu Family, bear this Immortal Fate and undertake the duty of Sacrifice to Heaven. Are you willing?"

"Having borne this fate, we have no other options and are willing!"

Even though he had never seen the appearance of his living father, nor had he seen that grandfather, when he grasped this ancient book, he clearly knew their identities and saw their appearances.

It was as if every person or thing related to him appeared crystal clear in this stream of information, the past and the future, karmic debts and bloodline grievances, all laid bare.

He saw countless shadows intertwined before he was even born.

These were the Reincarnators who had tried to prevent Lao Junmei's Immortal Fate from being taken by the Hu Family, and those previous Bridge Crossing Walking Ghosts, who angrily rebuked, "Born in a Chaotic World, someone should step up and take charge. Your limited foresight requires us to find a way for you, which is utterly disgraceful."

"And now, you want to take the path we paved with our lives to reach immortality?"

"You are simply unforgivable!"

He also saw the Bridge Crossing Walking Ghosts resolutely protecting the Hu lineage, "The lighter the world becomes, the more it fades away. What is called transcendence is nothing but an illusion. Now, with our opportunity for reincarnation, we exchange for the birth of the Hu family bloodline. This calamity for heaven and earth should end now…"

He saw his own birth, watched the Twelve Ghost Altars swirling around him, saw ancient sacrificial rites and chants handed down from antiquity.

He watched a mysterious soul being drawn into him, even while he was still an infant.

He witnessed two vastly different fates, each incredibly significant, yet sewn together, saw his biological mother's painful wailing and her loud accusations.

He saw traces of his growth in Dayang Village, how his temperament was unpredictable, his character eccentric, sometimes lazy, sometimes hysterical, saw his silent father holding him during his outbursts, head bowed, allowing himself to be beaten.

He also saw Granny hiding in a cramped little room crying, "This is a sin…"

"He's from the Hu Family, but he's also my grandson. What have you done to him…"

The causes, effects, and entangled karmic debts suddenly became clear. In this ancient book, Hu Ma could only see himself, his own line, but everything related to him held no more secrets.

He saw himself born with a vast shadow, saw Lao Junmei's Immortal Fate corroding, rooting, and growing within his own body, saw this Immortal Fate covering every aspect of him…

He saw two fates coexisting, struggling bitterly.

The entanglements and chaos persisted until the Meng family intervened.

Even the Meng family's intervention, surprisingly, seemed far from coincidental; behind this destined calamity, the shadow of someone likewise lurked.

Yet that intervention was meant to end this chaotic entanglement, to erase the failed plan, and indeed, it killed him.

He returned to the Intermediate Yin Realm, staying there for a full seven days.

But during those seven days, Granny used everything she had learned throughout her life, employed every method, to bring him back.

All his previous consciousness was suddenly erased, and a new self was born. He opened his eyes and looked at Granny with a new gaze, seeing the fear in her eyes. She was uncertain whether her grandson had improved or… was forever gone.

Who am I, really?

At that moment, Hu Ma, due to the endless flood of information into his mind, felt nothing but chaos.

He was a descendant of the Hu Family, in body and bloodline, even carrying their karmic burdens.

But he was also Lao Junmei, for he had inherited all of Lao Junmei's final memories and his Lifebound Spirit Temple.

Both of them had immense karmic burdens and fates, like unchangeable behemoths, crammed onto this Book of Life and Death, pushing him forward.

Since the State Preceptor told him about these things, he wanted to verify them, to understand this answer.

Meanwhile, in this Intermediate Yin Realm, he suddenly saw all these causes and effects. He was both of them, yet neither. The immense fates seemed to have become…

"You are a mistake…"

As Hu Ma was overwhelmed by the countless pieces of information, a surge of struggle and madness rose within him, and he saw the creature full of eyes before him, pulling desperately at the other end of the ancient book.

Realizing it could not snatch the book from his grasp, it jumped up and down, shouting, "They have crossed boundaries, in areas where they don't belong, scribbling nonsense in my book!"

"I should correct their mistakes, erase these things."

Its voice was piercing, furious, and crazed, "I originally had a chance to rectify this mistake, three years ago."

"If you had died then, all these anomalies would have vanished."

"But you escaped, that old woman took you back, and since then the accounts only grew more chaotic…"

"I do not want to see you!"

"You are an extra copper coin in the debts of this world, something that cannot be accounted for!"

Listening to its angry roar, an inexplicable absurdity instead emerged in Hu Ma's already confused heart.

In a previous life, or rather, in Lao Junmei's previous life, there was a joke about the easiest way to drive a rival company's accountant crazy, which was to deposit an anonymous penny into their account. Just that penny would make their books impossible to straighten out.

Now, the creature's furious howling strangely resembled just that.

So, was he born from the error, not supposed to exist on this book, yet existed anyway?

"It's almost over, almost over…"

And amidst the angry shouts, the creature, covered in eyes, also fixed its gaze on Hu Ma. Previously when it met Hu Ma, it only wanted to flee because it did not want to face this error.

But now, having encountered Hu Ma multiple times, it seemed truly enraged, "That entity wants it, so give it to it, clear the accounts, then it has nothing to do with me, so you should not appear again…"

"So stay here, don't go out and cause trouble anymore!"

In its rage, it suddenly rushed towards Hu Ma without regard for anything, the ancient book transforming rapidly, enveloping Hu Ma within it.

"Stay here, once your body is burned, you will have no chance to return!"

「Meanwhile, on the battle formation outside, Hu Ma should have long since awakened.」

Entering the Intermediate Yin Realm to seize one's fate often happened in the blink of an eye. The passage of time was different there; no matter how long one experienced in the Intermediate Yin, it was just a fleeting moment in the human world.

But this time, it was as if he had truly died, remaining silent for so long, with only a faint breath lingering in his throat.

This breath, however, neither entered nor exited. To onlookers, this usually signified death.

Yet within this battle formation, countless soldiers refused to let go, wielding gourds and wielding axes and swords, eager to cut him into pieces, then burn him to ashes, but Fourth Miss Zhou wielded two copper hammers, creating rolling gusts of wind, knocking the soldiers away.

Her ability alone ensured Hu Ma's safety, not allowing anyone to come close.

But as she held off the soldiers, mysterious shadows began to appear behind the distant, moving crowd.

"Now is the opportunity to completely destroy his physical form."

"We always had what they needed to become immortals, but it wasn't easy to take it."

"He is the only one who stole the Immortal Fate, but he hasn't yet understood Lao Junmei's true path, though he's getting close. If he succeeds, the Daluo Dharma Sect will also find a way."

"Though unable to retrieve Lao Junmei's fate would be a loss, do you think it's better to take this risk or not?"

"The conclusion has been discussed long ago, hasn't it?"

With her voice, a silhouette emerged from the shadows, holding a cat, its cold eyes looking toward the battlefield.

These silhouettes dispersed silently, appearing in various positions on the battlefield. Then, invisible bridge shadows emerged from the night behind them, marking the descent of Non-human Realm's dharma methods into the human world at this moment.

Someone lit incense, praying softly, as the incense smoke drifted into the battlefield.

Someone held a silver mirror, reflecting the two Kongming Lanterns in the sky, making them appear like two giant eyes.

Someone pulled up two dead bodies from the ground, setting them upright, speaking softly to them until the dead opened their eyes.

"Indeed, we have already reached Shangqiao. It is now time to unravel the mysteries of our Returning."

And at the forefront, beneath the two giant Kongming Lanterns, a slender woman in green clothing sighed softly, taking the wine pot in front of Pan Mountain King and tossing it into the air.

CRASH!

Suddenly, on this battlefield filled with the scent of blood and violence, a torrential rain poured down, carrying with it black mist that rose, swiftly leaving the human world.

Countless strange skills intertwined, entering this battlefield at this moment.

The murderous aura of the rolling battle formation could not suppress this Magic, which simultaneously and as if by common consent descended upon Hu Ma in the center of the battle formation.

Currently, Hu Ma, still riddled with Feathered Arrows and his life and death uncertain, seemed completely unaware of any of this.