The Land of Oblivion, at the world’s foundation, is the true defensive line against invasion.
It’s irrigated by the ocean of the old world’s Tao.
It suppresses with corpses of new and old talents, fusing their Tao, slowly building a towering wall.
Not even the Heavenly Dao can easily reach inside.
As long as this place is stable, then heaven and earth remain secure.
At least there’s a chance to fight back.
But now.....
The sea churns, and the coffin is swept out.
The defensive line is slowly unraveling.
The presence that has been held back will penetrate the Land of Oblivion, heading upward, entering the normal world.
The old dean imdiately arises, leaps into the air, and lands atop the flying coffin.
With a boom.
He uses his own strength to try to suppress the coffin, hoping to further press down the sea.
Boom!
Boom!!
The old dean roars, his body surging with enormous power.
The accumulated strength of countless generations of corpse collectors.
For this very day.
Hoping to hold out against it.
At this mont, the coffin is pressed down bit by bit.
The waves begin to settle.
The old dean is drenched in cold sweat, with no hint of excitent.
He knows he can’t maintain this suppression for long.
Suddenly, with a boom.
A seemingly indistinct arm reaches in.
The initially small palm begins to enlarge, casually colliding with the coffin.
Bang!
A crisp sound echoes, followed by the old dean being blasted away, blood continuously spewing forth.
A row of coffins scatters in all directions.
The old dean gazes at the approaching hand, enveloped in terror.
"Great Elder, you’ve dood , leaving here, how can I resist this? And also....."
The old dean looks up towards the heavens, sowhat aggrieved: "This place is already broken, the special concealnt has vanished, logically the power left by the Heavenly Dao should co to aid , why has there been no response for so long?
"Where has the Heavenly Dao gone?"
He senses for a mont and discovers that the Heavenly Dao has withdrawn its power.
This leaves the old dean utterly stunned.
"At such a critical mont, why would the Heavenly Dao withdraw its power? What could possibly be more important than this?"
"The Heavenly Dao has wronged !"
Watching the palm already stirring most of the coffins, the dean clenches his teeth, spitting out a mouthful of blood: "I’m determined—what sort of class are you, I’d let you know why flowers are so red if only I could defeat you."
In that instant, the old dean begins to rge with the waters of the Land of Oblivion, prepared for a desperate last stand.
The West.
Chu Jie, who was originally battling dark forces, suddenly froze.
She lowers her head and looks downward.
Feeling soone needs her.
Needs her Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishnt, her great luck.
The Heavenly Dao is guiding her.
Chu Jie doesn’t hesitate for a mont, directly abandoning the enemies here.
Heading below the earth.
The closer she gets, the clearer she understands what’s missing below.
Then she extends her hands and presses down.
In an instant, signs of aging begin to manifest on her body.
She’s burning her own life, then the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishnt in her begins to collapse, and her great luck is stripped away.
Starting to pour into the earth below.
From the day she beca the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishnt, she knew this day would co.
She was ntally prepared from the start.
If she could survive, it would be her fortune.
But if she dies here, then it’s her destiny.
Deep within the Corpse Sea.
The seawater here starts to churn, gradually intent on covering everything, subrging all.
Not just the Corpse Realm Flower, but also the outside.
And above the Corpse Sea, a ship struggles to suppress the waves.
Old Man Corpse Sea stands at the bow, madness in his eyes.
"Indeed, this world is not ordinary, what’s suppressed below is what’s truly important."
He wants to understand but finds only darkness.
In the end, he chooses to suppress it.
Ji Mie Taoist follows beside him, making efforts.
But.....
It’s futile.
Like a wave in the sea, rolling briefly.
That’s all.
And beneath the Corpse Sea, in a coffin.
Shang An and Little i hide within the coffin.
Little i earnestly says: "Shang An, don’t go out, it’s dangerous outside; if you go out, you’re likely to die. Staying in this coffin, we can probably avoid this life-and-death crisis."
Little i’s voice is gentle, earnest with a teasing touch.
It’s as though she won’t let the person beside her leave no matter what.
Shang An looks at the coffin lid, saying: "Little i, if I die, will you rember ? If you survive after countless years."
"I’ll rember for a long ti, but as ti goes on, I’m afraid I might forget you." Little i earnestly says: "So you have to stay with and keep living."
Shang An Taoist laughs: "Fortunately, there’s no lack of people around Little i, you shouldn’t be lonely."
"What are you saying? Without you, I would be lonely. Shang An, don’t do anything foolish; let’s keep living together, wouldn’t that be nice?" Little i looks at the person beside her in terror.
Shang An Taoist gazes at Little i, earnestly saying:
"Being together is naturally good, but I feel my life could end with a different color."
Saying this, Shang An opens the coffin and climbs out.
He gazes at Little i, affectionately saying: "Perhaps everyone says I’m foolish, they think I deserve better, little do they know that for , Little i is the best.
"Perhaps they think you’re not good enough, but you appeared in my most tragic ti when I most needed soone.
"Like the first ray of light in my dark life.
"I would do many things for you, but countless beings here also have grace upon .
"My master, my fellow sect mbers, my friends.
"They are all doing sothing.
"I can’t hide behind others.
"Just like choosing Little i with conviction amid their questioning.
"Between life and death, I will choose to stand for them.
"Do what I should do."
"Don’t go, you will die; this is not where people like us can interfere. Don’t go, I beg you." Little i shouted loudly.
But she couldn’t move, couldn’t go out, could only watch as Shang An closed the coffin lid.
In her desperation, Little i shouted loudly: "Shang An, if you leave, I’ll hate you for a lifeti."
Bang!
The coffin is closed.
Shang An looks at the coffin, silent.
Finally, he sends the coffin away.
Let hate linger for a lifeti if it must.
Afterward, he looks below.
The Heavenly Dao gave him a hint that soone below needs his Sage’s Heart, this is the great fortune of the world.
Although unsure what’s happening, but.....
He has a feeling the world is nearing its end.
At this mont, he can only choose to go forward.
Then his aura begins to wither.
His Sage’s Heart starts to unravel, then followed by a palm, he sends his power downward.
Simultaneously, the old dean of the Land of Oblivion stands atop the coffin once more.
He stands against the Sea of Oblivion, stomping on the Forgotten Coffin, angrily shouting below: "Cheng Yun, co and fight!"
But he’s not an opponent at all, in the next mont, his body is filled with cracks.
Yet quickly, two forces rge into his body.
Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishnt, great fortune, and Sage’s Heart.
Feeling the power instantly, the old dean is immobilized.
He senses the two arrivals.
For a mont, anger rises from his heart: "Heavenly Dao, you beast, you ran away, leaving two children to die with ?"
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There’s one more Chapter to write tomorrow.
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