Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect
Chapter 1172 - 584: Netherworld Spring (Part 3)
Chen Xuantian nodded repeatedly, put away one finger,
"Divine Lord."
Youquan replied seriously,
"Not a problem! Back then, with my Earth Evil Ghost Spring Technique, I could break his True Yang, devour his Divine Blood, and surpass him countless times!
If he hadn’t suddenly displayed a Demon Slaying Sword Intent, caught me off guard, attacked my vital points, and broke my Dao Body, I wouldn’t have lost!
As long as I can succeed in my scheme this time! Temper a perfect Dao Body! Achieve Supreme Dao! I will surely defeat him once more!"
"Old Ancestor, you’re awesome!"
Chen Xuantian quickly applauded the Old Ancestor, leaving only one finger to point at the shrine,
"Void."
Youquan remained silent for a while, then turned around with his hands behind his back,
"That is indeed a problem, I haven’t figured out what that thing is. But no matter, it hasn’t surfaced yet, and the Heavenly Dao restricts it even more than me.
Calculating from my standpoint, the Taiji Heaven still has at least three thousand years’ worth of fate. As long as before then, I can devour the heavens, return the Void, merge Dao, and escape to Outer Heaven."
Chen Xuantian fell silent for a moment, then lowered his hand,
"Old Ancestor, with your formidable abilities, achieving Returning Void and Merging Dao is effortless, ascending to Outer Heaven is but a flick of the wrist. Why not try to eliminate that thing in the Void with one sword strike?"
Youquan was stunned, then burst into laughter,
"What nonsense are you spouting?
A newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, do you have any idea how absurd that thing is?
Even if I return Void and merge Dao, I can only suppress one world, become the Daoist Ancestor for that era!
But that thing has long devoured all eras, spanned across the void, and is beyond control!
Do you know, in that Ancient Primary Void, everyone is at least a Refining God and Returning to Void like me!
Even those who have achieved Harmonization, there are as many as thirty-three Venerables!
But ultimately, what happened! They encountered that thing! And were all devoured entirely!
Yet that bunch of fools at the company! Still busy building some antenna on the Moon’s Surface!
They directly sent signals to the Primary Void, wanting to lure that thing over for research!
If not for the Master sacrificing himself to merge Dao! To block the Taiyin Taixu, I fear the Taiji Realm would have been destroyed five thousand years ago!
Alas, it’s irretrievable! The communication has already been sent out, it can’t be taken back! It’s too late for everything!
No matter how much you cover, block, or hide the coordinates, it’s just a temporary delay! It’s just treating the symptoms, not the root cause!
Three thousand years ago, there were those who followed the Primary Void, and haven’t gone far, already following the trail back!
So now you understand! The Primary Void! It’s coming back! That thing is close! There’s no more time! 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
At most three thousand years! If we don’t merge Dao and ascend! It will be too late to escape!"
What the heck!?
Chen Xuantian was shocked!
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Youquan to disclose such a massive bombshell!?
Wait, was the one who came back then...
He was momentarily lost in thought, when suddenly Youquan’s voice turned cold as an icy fountain,
"Hmph, you don’t know anything about these matters, it seems you are not my True Inheritor.
Contrary, you’ve cut my True Inheritor, swallowed my Split Soul, and came back to spy on me."
Chen Xuantian was startled, instinctively attempting to dash toward the water’s surface, but his wrist was already gripped by an iron claw.
Youquan said coldly,
"I jest with you, and you truly take me for a joke?
Can you escape? Go on, show me your escape."
"Fine, since you put it that way!"
Chen Xuantian took a deep breath, turned his head, looked, and gestured,
"Is the Da Liang Right Guard in clear view?"
And as soon as he spoke! A yellow talisman actually appeared abruptly in his palm!
Then "woosh!" in a magical display! It unfurled into a piece of Yellow Silk in the wind! Encompassing Youquan’s head entirely!
"Wow! Nan Hua!!"
Youquan was startled and let go!
Chen Xuantian plunged into the water!
"Splash!"
Chen Xuantian suddenly opened his eyes, flailing his limbs as he climbed up from the pitch-black brine.
When he lifted his head from the water’s surface, the first thing he saw was still the pitch-black mountain, the pitch-black water, the pitch-black shrine, for a moment, the scene was so frightening it almost stopped his breathing.
But then Chen Xuantian immediately saw Tang Xian’er, fully intact in leather clothing, standing in the shrine with her back to the door, staring at the coffin atop the shrine in a daze, as if she remembered something, yet also as if she couldn’t recall anything.
Momentarily, Chen Xuantian’s heart began to thump wildly, "Ha—ha—" drawing big gulps of cold air, rolled up his sleeve, looked at the hideous bloodstreaks on his left arm as if torn by dragon claws, then at the twisted, charred marks in the palm of his right hand as if scorched by a branding iron, and couldn’t help but exclaim again, damn, what scene have I not seen in my life, that even in this situation I could escape with my life!?
"Ha... sigh, damn... damn... nearly got played to death... granny... lend me a hand..."
"The way of time travel, quite intriguing."
And so Chen Xuantian’s expression froze on his face, as he slowly lifted his head, only to see Tang Xian’er turn around, her eyes glowing with bright yellow light, her long hair moving of its own accord as if transformed into icy tendrils, or perhaps like dancing snakes,
"One thousand two hundred years, I’ve finally waited for you."