The life rope released by Saint Taiyi, used as an offensive asure, does not bind like an ordinary rope. Instead, thousands of smaller black threads swarm out from it.
Like invisible deft hands weaving quickly, soon, a ’Lord Guardian Hill’ made from hemp rope appears in the scene.
The mont the rope puppet is born, it feels as if an inexplicable force has locked it together with Lord Guardian Hill in so manner.
Facing what seed to be another version of himself, Lord Guardian Hill felt his hair stand on end, instinctively sensing a deadly threat.
What happened next soon confird the premonition in Lord Guardian Hill’s heart.
In the void realm, it seed as if a fresh wind swept through.
One of the threads making up the rope puppet of Lord Guardian Hill suddenly drifted out from its body and was instantly devoured by the surrounding Dao Yan.
And correspondingly...
Lord Guardian Hill truly sensed that a part of himself was being extracted out of thin air, disappearing into nothingness!
With the turtle shell pressing overhead and the ancestor bone absorbing from the forehead.
Already in a critical situation, Lord Guardian Hill found himself in even more dire straits due to the sudden drop in strength.
Though his head remained held high, his entire body had been forcibly compressed by a notch.
Threads of blood oozed out, only to be absorbed by the ancestor bone the mont they appeared outside. The transformation into white bone beca ever more apparent, almost appearing to cling entirely to Lord Guardian Hill’s hunched body from the outside.
The rope snaps, and the thread draws, life hangs by a thread!
The extraction from the life rope continues.
Lord Guardian Hill increasingly distinctly felt his life rapidly slipping away.
The mastered Eternal Life Path, under the deadly threat, blossod with unprecedented brilliant green light.
Doing its utmost to repair Lord Guardian Hill’s injuries.
If it were rely the oppression from the turtle shell and ancestor bone, Lord Guardian Hill might have been able to hold on a little longer due to the properties of the Eternal Life Path. But the consumption of the life rope directly extracted the essence.
As the rope puppet of Lord Guardian Hill grew more and more withered, the essence of Lord Guardian Hill’s life beca increasingly thin.
Even though the power of immortality continually replenished, it could only fill the body.
But could not prevent the reduction of the life limit.
"The thod of the life rope actually bears a faint resemblance to the divine technique of True Yet False!"
"But instead of denying my existence through the True and False Dao, it extracts the essence of life through so force..."
Life was like a candle in the raging wind, about to extinguish.
In his heart, Lord Guardian Hill felt no sorrow or joy, seizing the last monts of life to comprehend the turtle shell, ancestor bone, and life rope.
And pondered the thod to respond.
He even consciously abandoned resistance, trading his swifter downfall for the attempt of different response thods.
"Though small and thin, the turtle shell seems to represent the boundless Upper Mountain."
"All Saints claim to stand equal with Mountain Sea, but only when the Mountain Sea truly presses down can its weight be felt."
"Even at the realm of the Three Saints, it might still not withstand the pressure."
"Perhaps by understanding the Mountain Sea, one can dissolve part of the oppressive force, as if naturally being within the mountain..."
"The ancestor bone absorbs, everything within the body is irresistibly drawn back into it. Just like all the world’s waters flow east into the sea, following the natural order. Yet there are waters that flow west, forming another great ocean! Though you may be the ancestor of all living beings under heaven, I am Lord Guardian Hill of Mountain Sea!"
In Lord Guardian Hill’s eyes, a low-burning raging fla was kindled, seeming to resonate with his thoughts. The blood and flesh flowing to the ancestor bone were halted for a mont.
Seemingly caught in a dilemma, at a loss for what to do.
"As for this life rope..."
"The thod of extracting the essence of life leaves one defenseless. The mont the rope puppet is born, all the negatives happening to it are simultaneously realized on . This corresponding binding might only be resolved through the True and False Changes."
Lord Guardian Hill faintly found a way to dismantle it but forcibly suppressed the impulse to try.
It was different now from before; he was already locked by the life puppet, with the ancestor bone in parasitism.
The internal condition might be perceived by the void incarnate.
If he forcibly applied the true and false change to dissolve it now, he might be detected by the opponent for the real presence.
"Struggling on the brink of death is aningless."
"Forget it."
On the brink of annihilation, Lord Guardian Hill’s heart is a void of clarity.
Because he knows, as long as Li Fan activates the Hai Zhen once more, he will return from nothingness.
No longer entangled in the question of whether that is truly .
The dying Lord Guardian Hill, however, felt a sense of emptiness.
Precisely because of holding this notion of inevitable return, that in the face of the great horror of life and death, Lord Guardian Hill’s innermost heart could not conjure up the feelings that should ordinarily exist.
This peculiarity made Lord Guardian Hill feel that the [Longevity] he had comprehended for most of his life beca seemingly worthless.
"Without death, what is the aning of longevity?"
"True and False Dao, empties the world!"
...
At that mont, the belated support of the Three Saints finally arrived.
They seed sowhat apprehensive about using the turtle shell, ancestor bone, and life rope, unlike the decisively void incarnate.
Only when witnessing Lord Guardian Hill on the brink of death did they release the three items.
Silently, they coiled around Lord Guardian Hill’s body.
Compared to what the void incarnate released, the true three items appeared...
More sinister!
What the void incarnate employed was rely pure ’objects.’
Whereas what the Three Saints drew at this mont seed like living beings.
Even Lord Guardian Hill faintly felt three distinct gazes scrutinizing his body up and down.
A faint eerie laughter intermittently echoed by his ears.
The cold, sinister aura penetrated into the body insidiously.
Causing Lord Guardian Hill to feel a strong ’discomfort.’
Not pain, nor ache, but an instinctual repulsion and desire to distance!
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