Chapter 818: 817. Fate toys with man. Chapter 818: 817. Fate toys with man. “To live is to have a future; once a man dies, everything is lost!”
This statent was the life motto of An Qisheng.
And it was precisely because of this life motto that he was one of the rare cultivators who managed to live until the end of his natural lifespan.
In the cosmos, everything has its own limits, its own lifespan.
Humans and tals alike, are no different.
An Qisheng, at this point, was like overwrought tal, having reached his limits, on the brink of collapse and extinction at any mont.
Such a death cannot be precisely predicted, only roughly estimated, nor can it be delayed by any ans.
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An Qisheng foresaw that his death was within a year, and he should be able to make it to the final battle.
But in his current state, he certainly wouldn’t be able to fight for long.
Fortunately, after interacting with Ying Zheng, he knew the operational principles of the Golden Statues and should be able to repair the two damaged remnants.
“With this… I won’t be holding anyone back.”
An Qisheng lifted his hand and drew countless amounts of gold from the Longevity Realm, beginning the repair of the Golden Statue remnants.
At this mont, looking at these two familiar Magical Treasures, An Qisheng couldn’t help but reminisce about the past…
If he had chosen to sacrifice his life and fight alongside Ying Zheng, would the outco have been different?
Surviving these 2000 years actually feels rather aningless, not as good as dying with a bang…
Thinking this, An Qisheng sneered at himself: “Only when about to die, do I find a rare mont of toughness…”
He shook his head and continued with the task at hand, the two Golden Statues that were only left with heads gradually beca complete.
But for so reason, An Qisheng found himself unable to concentrate, again drifting into mories, and his thoughts wandered further and further… recalling when he first began his cultivation.
Entering the Jin Realm and the entire world suddenly slowing down gave him quite a fright; the first ti he projected Mind Force during Fetal Breath, the freedom without restraint when his Soul Travelled…
The most morable experiences of his life were all brought by cultivation, and his destiny was changed because of it.
No longer a commoner rotting in the dust, witnessing countless grand waves.
“Cultivation… is truly wonderful. If there is another life… I still want to be a cultivator…”
An Qisheng murmured to himself, and his body, unexpectedly, gradually transford into dappled spots of light, scattering between heaven and earth.
His ti had co, and he realized this, but there was no expression of resentnt or pain on his face, just regret.
“In the end, I’m fated to miss the decisive battle… it seems I’m going to break my promise…”
In the last few seconds of his life, An Qisheng still had much to do.
Upon his death, the Spirit Domain would be exposed to the outside world.
So first, he placed the Longevity Realm in a suitable location, to prevent it from colliding with the Divine Land and causing a tragedy.
At the sa ti, he transferred control of the entire world to Lu Yao…
In the end, An Qisheng only had ti to leave a few words to his beloved demoness, transforming into glowing light dots and dissipating between heaven and earth.
This lone Sun God Immortal Venerable of the Divine Land thus departed from this world.
At this very mont, the Longevity Realm suddenly appeared in the real world.
As per An Qisheng’s arrangents before his passing, this colossal planet nearly 15,000 kiloters in diater, settled into a stable orbit opposite to that of the Divine Land.
The two planets, like twin brothers, did not disturb each other.
At the sa ti, a deep sorrow enveloped the Longevity Realm.
Yao Yutu, the Realm Residents, and even the small animals such as birds, snakes, and rodents within, could not help but cry their eyes out, overwheld by grief.
This was the heaven and earth phenonon of “collective sorrow” triggered by the death of the master of the Spirit Domain.
The people instantly knew that their ancient ancestor had passed away, and they cried even more heartbreakingly.
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This wave of sorrowful emotion also spread to the Divine Land realm.
An Qisheng, a native Sun God powerhouse of the Divine Land realm, upon his death, similarly triggered an extraordinary phenonon of “universal mourning.”
Every living being on the entire planet felt an imnse sadness from the bottom of their hearts, making even the coldest of people unable to restrain their tears.
Lu Yao had long been aware of all this.
Just now, he suddenly received a Divine Thought, which was the complete control over the Longevity Realm.
Thus, he was prepared, and upon witnessing the “universal mourning” again, he naturally understood everything.
“Heaven toys with us…” Lu Yao sighed deeply.
The entire sky was gloomy, filled with a lancholic and desolate air.
As a few raindrops fell, Yao Yutu, who had not parted long ago, once again paid a visit.
This ti, her face bore confusion, her spirit deflated, and her greeting sowhat rigid:
“My lord has passed away. He deeply apologizes for his absence and has entrusted the Longevity Realm to you, candidly stating that you may assimilate and refine it, using it as sustenance for the battle against the Evil God.”
Lu Yao looked up at the vast star that had suddenly appeared in the sky, 500,000 kiloters apart, yet clearly visible to each other.
It was a complete world, still a Sun God Immortal Honored’s Spirit Domain; assimilation would naturally bring endless benefits.
Yet, Lu Yao solemnly said:
“Sovereign An’s good will has been received, but I will not harm the Longevity Realm in the slightest. It is the culmination of his life’s principle, let it continue to thrive and benefit posterity.”
As he spoke, he pointed a finger, and from his own Spirit Domain, a Traction Light Pillar shot towards the Longevity Realm, transporting a massive amount of spiritual essence there.
This was all scavenged by the Infinite Squad shuttling through the heavens, imdiately adding a touch of green vitality to the sowhat barren world.
Seeing Lu Yao truly had no intention to assimilate and even supplied spiritual essence, Yao Yutu was dumbfounded and deeply shocked!
After a founder’s demise, the most respectful action is to allow their Spirit Domain to prosper. But who would willingly let go of such an opportunity, especially when there’s a legitimate excuse!
In an instant, Yao Yutu understood why her master placed such trust in this man!
She was moved to prostrate herself fully, knocking her head on the ground and weeping:
“Immortal Lu is of great benevolence and righteousness; on behalf of my master and all realm residents, we thank you for your grace!”
Lu Yao waved his hand for her to rise and said, “You return and tend to the realm for now; should there be any issues, contact at once.”
Yao Yutu respectfully replied, “I understand. By the way~ here are two Goldene Statues left by my master.”
She took out two unfinished Golden Statues.
Lu Yao glanced over them; although they were not yet complete, the design and concept were clear, and he himself could repair them.
Coupled with the “The Primordial Chaos Canon” previously given by An Qisheng, Lu Yao couldn’t help but feel emotional:
“Sovereign An has made great efforts; it’s just that fate is fickle, what can one do.”
Tears reappeared in Yao Yutu’s eyes, and after several kowtows, she returned to oversee the realm.
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And this scene was also completely witnessed by Xuan Gui Great Saint.
Upon seeing the “universal mourning” he had sent a ssage, but Lu Yao had received Yao Yutu first.
At this mont, Xuan Gui Great Saint couldn’t help but admire Lu Yao’s magnanimity, forsaking even imnse personal gain to adhere to his principles.
However, with the great battle looming, losing a major player on their side was sowhat troubling.
Xuan Gui Great Saint hesitated slightly and asked: [Immortal Lu, what should we do next?]
Lu Yao replied, “Next… let’s have your Transformative Form first!”
As soon as his voice faded, a green swirling vortex door appeared in the courtyard.
And the won returned, once again laden with their harvests!
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