"Alcohol and at Uncle Li Changle is going to die?"
Startled by this sudden news, Tao Qian couldn't help but be amazed.
How could this be so abrupt?
According to what he had known previously, the Daoist Alcohol and at, after being covered up and walking away in sha, should have entered the Absolute Immortal Sea Islands early, preparing to participate in the grand assembly of the Ten Thousand Immortals, seeking a slim chance for survival.
Although at that ti Tao Qian had noticed Li Changle's condition was extrely bad, there was still so distance before his ultimate death.
Now, on the cusp of dying and having his Dao vanish, there must have been so new event.
When Tao Qian conjured this speculation, that summons finally turned from void to reality, and an eerie image from afar entered his mind:
Sowhere in the Absolute Immortal Domain, within a large island ford entirely of a gigantic turtle's corpse.
At that mont, within that skeletal fra of the giant turtle, there was a brilliantly colorful Big Fish, but it had rotted beyond recognition, wrapped in a pungent mist all around.
Had a normal person seen it, even from a vast distance, they would still have been contaminated.
Yet through Tao Qian's eyes, it was a whole different scene.
The rotting fish's body was not largely problematic, though it had mutated and fallen, it could still control itself.
The real fatal issue was its soul.
The similar mutated and rotting soul of Daoist Alcohol and at, Li Changle, had its mouth hooked by a massive fish hook, which connected to a fishing line leading towards the Void to an unknown place.
Although there was no imnse force attacking for the ti being, the fish hook occasionally lifted, agitating the wound and causing Li Changle's soul to emit cries of agony, desperately struggling to avoid being effortlessly taken away.
But the more he struggled, the more pain he endured.
"His soul is completely hooked by the fish hook and could be fished away at any mont."
"Currently, he is using another elder's corpse and a forbidden technique for protection, but sadly the fish hook is ant to capture his soul, rendering most protections aningless."
"Just as the Record said, he is about to die."
Tao Qian made his judgnt, and at that mont within that turtle shell, Alcohol and at Uncle Li Changle, already revealing his true form, also looked towards Tao Qian from afar.
Despite the great distance between them, Tao Qian felt as though the scene was right before his eyes.
Clearly visible!
As if he could simply reach out and remove the fish hook to ease his uncle's pain if he wished.
Unfortunately, it was but a vanity.
Tao Qian and Li Changle locked eyes, within the latter's, there was unmistakable pain, remorse, and unwillingness.
But eventually, all morphed into a kind of resigned desolation.
Only to hear a deep sigh, Li Changle's voice entered Tao Qian's ears:
"Nephew Tao, do not panic, your uncle did not summon you to trouble you."
"Having reached such a state, my life has long been placed in others' hands, and my remaining soul has already been laid on the chopping block, even though you would want to help , it is too late."
"In this life, I can be said to have been abandoned by everyone. Now facing death, I have neither friends nor relatives, I just don't want to die alone, thus I remotely summoned my nephew, hoping rely for soone to accompany ."
"If there's anything you wish to know, you can ask , I'll respond to everything."
"People's words are good when they are about to die; I hope you believe ."
These words resonated, imdiately causing Tao Qian to feel an overwhelming sense of profound sorrow.
Li Changle was indeed once a strong practitioner of the Cavernous Mystery Realm, yet the ntal state he showed now was worse than an old man dying in the Mortal World.
As he spoke, tears flowed.
But due to severe mutation, what leaked from his decaying fish eyes was also thick pus and blood.
The scene was both sorrowful and abhorrent.
Tao Qian furrowed his brows slightly, not disconnecting the Summoning God Technique imdiately.
Despite the distance, he still had the Jade Purification Bottle in his hand.
The only thing to be cautious of was Li Changle leading him to that island.
However, Tao Qian indeed had so questions in his heart that he wanted to ask this uncle, who had experienced a rich life but whose end was quite tragic.
After so thought, Tao Qian spoke:
"Uncle, as an elder of the Spirit Treasure Sect, now that you have been plotted against by outsiders, why not seek help from the Sect Master or the ancestors?"
"Could it be that the owner of the fish hook has more power than our Spirit Treasure Sect?"
Hearing this, Li Changle's tears surged even more.
The foul-slling and corrosive pus and blood speckled and blackened the skeletal fra of the turtle shell.
Then, Tao Qian heard a sowhat surprising answer.
"My nephew, you misunderstand, it's not that the Sect doesn't want to save , it's really because I have brought this on myself."
"I entered this path due to my greed, my Dao heart was not firm, and despite my reliance, I sadly refused my teacher."
These words entering his ears also inevitably surprised Tao Qian.
Standing from most people's perspective, Li Changle's choice would be hard to understand.
Even Lin Xiaohua knew, the Immortal Fish Technique was not a good cultivation technique, though it offered gains without effort, a terrifying price lurked behind.
According to the Mortal World's analogy, cultivating the Immortal Fish Technique was sowhat like borrowing a high-interest loan.
Having been trickled before and finally having a ntor willing to help you get out of trouble, who could refuse such a rare opportunity?
Li Changle, he had refused.
Though this Alcohol and at Uncle appeared profoundly unreliable, he wasn't so short-sighted.
Clearly, the issue was his so-called "reliance"; Tao Qian wondered what it was, or what kind of reasons would make him confident enough to keep benefiting without paying?
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