I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Time flows like water.

On this day, Chen Sheng, who was meditating with crossed legs, slowly raised his palm, and the Treasure Mirror of All Heavens flew out from his brow as if it had a spirit, suspended three inches above his palm.

The mirror surface was swirling with black and white qi, clearly reflecting two overlapping star maps.

One depicted the sun and moon trajectory of the Mystic Yellow Realm, and the other the star rotation of the Celestial Abyss Realm. At the intersection of the star maps, a golden scale was slowly ticking, marking the remaining time until the world’s descent.

"The world’s descent totals one hundred and thirty years; there are forty years left."

Light and shadow swirled on the mirror surface, automatically tracing back the cultivation marks of these years, with thousands of virtual origins pearls floating within the mirror, being refined by him one by one.

At this moment, the Dao Domain around him was operating, the Dao Principle runes woven from black and white particles formed a complete closed loop, granting the Dao Domain the characteristic of "Life and Death as One."

On another side of the mirror, the image of the Great Void Domain grew ever clearer, the Yin and Yang Long River roared endlessly, and ancient trees full of spiritual rhyme had grown on the Five Elements Divine Mountain.

The Great Void Domain echoed remotely with the Dao Domain, the virtual spirit shadow at the core of the domain grew firmer, and it could already draw the chaotic airflow of the Great Void to nourish itself.

This was a sign that the domain was about to enter the stage of Minor Success.

"Many origins pearls have aided me, my Dao Domain’s evolution proceeds smoothly, and once the domain achieves Minor Success, I shall smoothly advance to Mid-stage Void Refining!"

Although a hundred years of arduous cultivation were suppressed by the laws of the Mystic Yellow Realm, it deepened his understanding of the true essence of Void Refining: "the Dao Domain bearing the domain, the domain nourishing the Dao Domain."

Compared to ordinary Void Refining cultivators in the Spirit Realm, Chen Sheng’s progress could be described as astonishing.

The Treasure Mirror of All Heavens suddenly trembled slightly, the mirror surface switched scenes, revealing chaotic manifestations across the Mystic Yellow Realm.

A hint of understanding flashed in Chen Sheng’s eyes: "Indeed, the human Dao calamities have become more frequent."

He had long sensed the stirring of the realm’s origin—the world’s laws, though not more repulsive towards him, began to spontaneously nourish the remnants of the Primordial Saint Sect, thus stirring up human Dao calamities.

The mirror paused on the northern domain of the Mystic Yellow Realm’s Black Wind Valley.

A cultivator dressed in a Saint Sect black robe was tearing apart a late-stage Nascent Soul demon beast bare-handed, with a shallow demonic qi that carried a strange growth potential.

He held a mysterious token in his hand, and the light it emitted activated the Tier Five Spirit Vein in the valley, causing countless pure Spiritual Qi to surge into his body automatically. In no time, his cultivation soared from late-stage Nascent Soul to Perfection.

This was the support of the realm’s origin—an ordinary cultivator would require countless years of arduous refinement to breach such a bottleneck, yet he merely used the token to channel Spiritual Qi for an easy breakthrough.

Along the way, fortuitous encounters continued unabated, mistakenly consuming a Tier Five Spiritual Object, inadvertently entering an ancient cave mansion to obtain Divinity Transformation inheritance, rapidly rising in a short time.

Similar scenes were playing out all over the Mystic Yellow Realm!

In the western desert, remnants of the Saint Sect borrowed the power of a demon cave deep within the sands, cultivating the Bone-Eroding Demon Technique, condensing Demonic Nascent Souls.

In the Southern Border, a female cultivator obtained the ancient treasure "Blood Lotus Lamp," inducing the lamp with essence blood to temporarily borrow the power of the realm’s origin, directly severely injuring the Great Demon Emperor who guarded the Southern Border.

Even more outrageously, in the deep mountain ancient forests, someone chanced upon a wisp of an ancient remnant soul, refining it led to rapid progress in cultivation, causing unrest in the area.

These people seemed to earn the favor of the heavens, with opportunities flooding in like tides, quickly forming dozens of rebellious factions in a short time, pillaging, striving to overthrow imperial rule.

"It’s a pity, for I have the Treasure Mirror of All Heavens, sufficient to perceive the four corners!"

Chen Sheng lightly flicked his fingertips, and the light of the Treasure Mirror of All Heavens surged, a golden beam pierced through the void, landing in the northern domain’s Black Wind Valley.

The cultivator refining demon beast essence blood had no time to respond, as a golden light penetrated his brow, dispersing his rapidly grown cultivation instantly.

Meanwhile, pressures rose sporadically across the Mystic Yellow Realm!

Peng Yu wielded the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, transforming into a Yin Yang Grinding Disc, completely smashing the remnants practicing demon techniques.

The elders of the Golden-Winged Roc clan split their forces, utilizing the location from the Treasure Mirror of All Heavens to uproot those nascent rebel factions one by one.

From the remnants’ rise to their complete suppression, the longest took no more than a few days, the shortest just a stick of incense.

The Treasure Mirror of All Heavens, like an invisible net, interconnected Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation from all regions, ensuring all insurrections were extinguished in the bud.

Chen Sheng sat quietly on the Dao Platform, yet he could, through the Treasure Mirror, clearly perceive every battle’s detail, each suppression deepened his understanding of the world’s fortune.

In the span of several decades, such human Dao calamities had transpired dozens of times, never requiring Chen Sheng to act, as Peng Yu and others were capable of taking each region independently, suppressing conflicts.

The last scene in the mirror dispersed, Chen Sheng withdrew his heart spirit, gazing at the Treasure Mirror in his palm, and murmured:

"When fortune comes, heaven and earth share the fate; when luck runs out, heroes have no freedom."

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On this day, in the southwestern corner of the Mystic Yellow Realm, an ancient illusion array above the Myriad Demons Cave suddenly emitted an ear-piercing shattering sound.

With a thunderous roar, pitch-black demonic qi spewed from the array hub like a volcanic eruption, three towering demonic shadows soared into the sky, carrying the aura of destruction.

Mo Yuan’s brow eye opened and closed, two beams of demon light ripped through the clouds, and the chains at the tip of Xuan Sha’s fingers danced like living snakes, the axe wind from the Blood Slayer Great Axe shattered thousands of miles of surrounding void directly.

After lying hidden for nearly a century, today, the three ancient demons finally broke through with force!

"Behold the Saint Sect, eternal and indestructible!"

Mo Yuan’s roar exploded like thunder, the three figures shimmered, transforming into three black streams running through heaven and earth, and rushed towards the Celestial Sacrifice Platform.

Divinity Transformation Pressure unfurled fully, collapsing endless green mountains like tofu along their path, with shattered stones grinding to powder in the demonic qi.

Raging rivers instantly halted, their waters vaporizing into poisonous white mist.

Wherever the mist reached, grass and trees on both banks withered completely, giving rise to magic plants covered in black slime, their leaf edges glowing an ominous red light, emitting bone-eroding toxic gas.