Everything happened too quickly.
From the mont Hei Yao appeared and used a spear to break Wang Jixuan’s formation, injuring him;
To Wang Jixuan unleashing his final trump card, burning the Mahayana Soul, and, within thirty minutes, eliminating all formidable foes on Earth, slaying the Pillar Blade Beast, and decimating a large number of spirit cultivators.
Unfortunately, only an avatar of Hei Yao had arrived.
Wang Jixuan could only briefly curse Hei Yao, making it temporarily unable to cause chaos.
Afterwards, he ’opened’ Amina’s mind, removing the core circuit’s restrictions, healed Nierdamon, restoring this conservative spirit cultivator to peak strength.
He also visited Lao Fu and had Fu Jian press the button to eliminate the Six Elders.
The Six Elders were actually high-level spiritual slaves cultivated by Sabina; after preliminary cooperation with the Bright Wings Council Court, Wang Jixuan had been suppressing the urge to eliminate the Six Elders to avoid worsening relations with Nierdamon and Sabina.
Everyone uses each other, it’s inevitable.
But after burning the Mahayana Soul, Wang Jixuan suddenly lost any regard for these spirit cultivators.
Just...
After understanding the nature of Hei Yao and the likes, he felt it was not worth making them his enemies.
His real opponents were only the Heavenly Tribulation and the Heavenly Dao.
That’s about it.
He arranged everything in a short ti and then followed the mories that erged in his mind to rush to Cloud City.
No obstacles, no sense of nothingness.
Wang Jixuan broke through to this place and, upon seeing He Ruli, felt a whirlwind of emotions.
Then...
He Ruli shed his disguise, revealing an image of an elderly man with white hair, a face that shared ninety percent resemblance with him, but without the feeling of ’this is .’
Like two different people;
More like one person developing two different auras through varied experiences.
Wang Jixuan couldn’t help but curse.
The elderly man sitting there smiled and shook his head, murmuring sothing about ’manipulating all living things.’
The Daoist suddenly understood;
But although he understood, his emotions grew even more complex.
The power of the Mahayana Soul quietly faded, and Wang Jixuan stood there dazed, his body wracked with intense pain, the lantations of myriad spirits echoing in his mind, as the Demon Lord Mark on his forehead seed ready to reconsolidate, yet a gentle green light wiped it away.
He gave a bitter smile, as if losing all strength, and sat cross-legged in front of the elder.
The elder gently raised his hand, and a beam of green light fell, temporarily suppressing the backlash from refining the Resentful Spirit Sea as well as the pain from the strong spiritual power assaulting his Dao Body.
The elder’s voice was warm: "Surely you have many questions, but there isn’t much I can tell you."
"Why?"
Wang Jixuan’s voice carried a hint of helplessness:
"Becoming immortal is important, but it’s our own business; why involve others?
"Moreover, creating Blade Beasts and killing so many humans—this is just on Earth—have you found a path to immortality? Have you seen hope for it?"
The elder sighed: "The Blade Beasts were not created by ."
Wang Jixuan was montarily speechless.
The elder spoke slowly: "When I talk about manipulating all living things, it’s really about trying to find a suitable opportunity for the residual soul to live a third life."
"So, the foundation for the third life’s birth is you repeatedly devouring several batches of souls sent by Hei Yao every few millennia?"
"Yes."
The elder admitted frankly:
"I won’t evade this—I was too weak at the ti."
"I said," Wang Jixuan laughed bitterly, "how could a dissident from an ancient civilization possess techniques to refine souls for personal use?"
"The concept of dissidents wasn’t fabricated by ; it’s just that the manager here has long passed away."
The elder continued:
"It was around twelve thousand years ago when I reawakened my consciousness.
"After the second Heavenly Tribulation, I was utterly exhausted..."
"What happened?" Wang Jixuan’s gaze turned sharp, "What happened during the Heavenly Tribulation? During the first tribulation, I was just a step from becoming immortal; why did I lose after so much preparation for the second ti?"
The elder sighed: "I’ll tell you about that later, but for now, my third self asks for a bit more patience."
Wang Jixuan remained silent.
The elder continued recounting his experiences:
"After the second Heavenly Tribulation, I was utterly drained, though with this precious Stone of the Past and various types of rare treasures previously prepared, I could just barely keep the residual soul from dying, but to rekindle my cultivation was nearly impossible.
"Moreover, after my failure to cross the tribulation, opposition forces within the Yina Civilization rose, an uprising and war broke out, and having lost the sustenance of the Yina Civilization, I swiftly fell into slumber, gradually dying in my sleep.
"I thought this would be the end of my two lifetis in cultivation.
"Yet, unexpectedly, the Stone of the Past awakened ; the spiritual power I had infused into it when refining it beca the nourishnt for my awakening."
The elder’s eyes reflected a few mories.
Wang Jixuan listened patiently, not interrupting.
He was truly more concerned about the issues that occurred during the second Heavenly Tribulation.
The elder, the Three Realms Wanderer, continued his tale:
"Initially, I hadn’t intended to reincarnate or continue living.
"Boundless sleep, that endless darkness and solitude, eroded the Dao Body that I should have held firm.
"But I wasn’t willing to submit to fate just yet.
"So I survived.
"At first, I slowly took control of Cloud City; the spiritual power technology here was created with my involvent, and I was very familiar with it.
"Later, through Cloud City, I sensed different relics left by the Yina Civilization in this Star Domain, and so formations in those relics could still operate.
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