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Chapter 208: The heart of Tao is sublimated, I do not wish to be a saint, I surpass Pangu!

As Rhein loosened his various mental defenses, the Mirror of Erised finally reflected the scene in Rhein's heart.

A vast and boundless world appeared, with the chaos of the Nine Heavens floating above, and the cycle of reincarnation operating beneath the Nine Hells.

Stars flowed, and waves surged.

It was the Primordial World!

Rhein looked at the Primordial Continent in the mirror and fell into thought.

Since obtaining the system, inner demons had been suppressed by various talents, making it difficult for them to arise.

These talents granted Rhein a heart that was impervious to all evils and constantly clear.

But this was not a Dao Heart.

The so-called Dao Heart was more like a guideline for one's own cultivation, guiding the path of practice.

In simple terms, the Dao Heart was—what is the purpose of cultivation?

Some cultivate to uphold justice and eliminate demons.

Some cultivate simply to seek immortality.

And some only seek a lifetime of joy.

Rhein's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself.

"So… what is my purpose in cultivation?"

"Can the Mirror of Erised help me find the answer?"

As his thoughts flickered, the scene in the Mirror of Erised began to change.

Clouds turned into dogs, and seas turned into mulberry fields.

The mirror reflected the myriad aspects of the world.

And Rhein's figure was present in countless events.

Rhein was there when the ancient people pioneered the mountains and forests with great effort.

Rhein was there at the birth of the first tribe and the election of the first king.

Rhein was there as society moved from slavery to feudalism.

Rhein was always there, from the peak of feudalism to its decline, and to the birth of new systems.

Regardless of the changing circumstances or the passage of time, Rhein always sat in the river of time, watching the influential figures and casually participating in the change of dynasties.

He possessed infinite knowledge and infinite time; he was the history of this Primordial World.

Time was like a breeze to him, passing by without leaving a trace.

"Immortality?"

"Even Da Luo Golden Immortals must endure three disasters and five tribulations, and be plagued by karmic burdens, which cannot be considered true immortality."

"If one could obtain immortality, it would indeed be excellent."

"But is my cultivation only for immortality? It doesn't seem right."

After a moment, the scene in the mirror began to change again.

In the mirror, Rhein maneuvered and schemed, able to unite and annex the six kingdoms in the mortal realm, and turn his hands to create clouds and rain among the immortals and gods.

If he wished, he could easily provoke even calamities like the Lich War or the Dragon-Han Initial Calamity.

Anyone or any force he did not want to exist would surely perish.

Anyone or any force he wanted to support would surely rise.

The entire Primordial World was changed by his will.

"Ultimate power?"

Rhein shook his head.

"Nothing more than that; it doesn't spark my interest…"

Then, the scene in the mirror continued to evolve.

Rhein also questioned his inner self little by little, wondering what this Dao Heart was born for.

In the Yuan Sea, the power of the Yuan Sea floated and sank, as if a raging storm was brewing within.

Unknowingly, Rhein entered a state similar to enlightenment.

Time also passed by, second by second.

Outside, Harry and Ron's faces gradually became anxious from their initial anticipation.

"How long has it been?"

"It's been almost an hour; Rhein has been standing there motionless, without any reaction?"

A bad feeling arose in their hearts.

Could it be that Rhein, like the legendary god who stared into the Mirror of Erised for decades, had his mind drawn into it and couldn't extricate himself?

How long would it take to recover?

Wouldn't it also take decades?!

Thinking of this, they hurriedly wanted to drag Rhein away from the Mirror of Erised.

But before they could get close, they were bounced away by a gentle force.

No matter how Harry and Ron tried, they couldn't get close to Rhein.

Their voices also seemed to be isolated by an invisible force, unable to reach Rhein's ears.

Anxious, they didn't care about losing points for night wandering and hurriedly wanted to find Dumbledore.

But before they could go, Dumbledore, who had been observing in the dark, also looked pale, his eyes full of anxiety.

He never expected such a situation to occur.

Harry and Ron could break free from the temptation of the Mirror of Erised, but Rhein inexplicably fell into it?

It shouldn't be like this.

Even those wizards with weak wills would have to look at it many times before they would be completely addicted to the Mirror of Erised.

How could Rhein, with his strength, be like this?

What exactly was the problem?

Dumbledore also thought of the story of Aphrodite being addicted to the Mirror of Erised for decades in the legend.

For Rhein, now was the crucial moment for him to improve his magic.

Not to mention decades, even a few years or months of waste was unbearable.

As soon as Dumbledore entered the room, he exuded a strong sense of oppression, waving his wand repeatedly, trying to bring Rhein out of the Mirror of Erised.

But along with sparks and lightning, Rhein was calm.

As if protected by an invisible force, even Dumbledore's magic could not shake him.

"Oh no…"

Dumbledore's heart thumped, and unspeakable regret emerged.

Here it comes again, like this again.

His strong desire for control had led him to make a mistake that might never be undone.

Perhaps the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts was not where he should be; he should completely break off relations with power.

He took a deep breath, the tips of his fingers clenched on the Elder Wand turning white with force, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

But no matter what, today he would try to reverse this mistake at all costs.

Terrifying magic gathered at the tip of the wand.

Then, the cry of the phoenix sounded, and the silver Phoenix Patronus appeared, showering golden-red flames, roaring towards Rhein.

It was Dumbledore's signature spell—

"Firestorm!"

Harry and Ron's minds were blank, shocked by the power of this Firestorm.

They were even more worried.

Wouldn't Dumbledore's magic kill Rhein?

But the next second, the scene that appeared before them made them realize how much they had underestimated Rhein.

In the golden-red flames of the Firestorm, a more dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, like a sacred and immortal golden body.

Rhein's palm pierced through the flames lightly, and then he flicked his finger. In an instant, the Firestorm was suppressed by a tyrannical force, and the flames in the sky all converged.

Rhein turned his head, his gaze distant, looked at Dumbledore, and said softly.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, don't worry, the Mirror of Erised can't do anything to me."

"I just wanted to see its limit and figure out some things."

Immediately, Rhein turned his head to look at the Mirror of Erised.

Countless scenes emerged in the mirror.

Immortality, power, strength, wealth, beauty…

These all flashed before his eyes.

Rhein whispered.

"These are all very good, I like them all, but these are not all of my cultivation."

"Perhaps today, I am obsessed with immortality."

"Perhaps tomorrow, I will be intoxicated with magical powers."

"Or perhaps the day after tomorrow, the day after that, I will like to sing and dance while drunk, with beauties in my arms."

"It is also possible that after a hangover, I will go to practice Zen and renounce all of the above."

"I understand now, the purpose of my cultivation is nothing more than the word 'freedom'."

But then, he shook his head and sighed.

"The word 'freedom' is easy to say, but how difficult it is in reality?"

"In a place like the magical world, there are evil things like the Ancient Ones, and there is also the [Pangu] in the chaos, whose eyes opening would probably reduce everything to nothingness."

"It is extremely difficult to be free here, let alone in the Primordial World with saints and calamities…"

"How to be free?"

On the Mirror of Erised, the picture seemed to be stuck, constantly twisting and distorting, as if it was a corrupted image.

Rhein took a deep breath and then opened his eyes.

"To be free, one must transcend!"

"Transcend Ancestral Witches, transcend Heavenly Demons, transcend Quasi-Saints, transcend Saints, Hongjun, and even…"

"Transcend Pangu!"

Deep cracks appeared on the Mirror of Erised.

The next moment, crack!

The Mirror of Erised shattered!

Rhein suddenly stood up, his eyes sharp.

"Only by transcending everything can one be free and satisfied; this is my Dao Heart!"

A Dao Heart became clearer and firmer than ever before.

Immediately afterwards, a huge wave suddenly surged in the Yuan Sea within Rhein's body!