Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 1800 - 1819: Previous Life!
Rumble!
The Twelve Heavenly Gates spun terrifyingly, as mysterious auras erupted forth, distorting everything in the void, making even Ye Xuan blurry and indistinct.
" Merge!"
Boom!
Time seemed to halt, space appeared frozen, as the Twelve Heavenly Gates suddenly stagnated, releasing an aura that made hearts race from Ye Xuan.
Rumble!
In the next moment, a terrifying event occurred!
The Twelve Heavenly Gates began slowly overlapping, already showing signs of fusion, but Ye Xuan’s face was pale, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
The Twelve Heavenly Gates, ancient legends, those who reach this point are rare as phoenix feathers, yet belonged to the strongest of the Three Great Eras.
To fuse the Twelve Heavenly Gates, it’s a great catastrophe, even in the strongest of the Three Great Eras, many strong ones fell at this hurdle.
At this moment, Ye Xuan was merging the Twelve Heavenly Gates, his foundation was enough, having even consumed three Ancient Spiritual Objects, his energy was sufficient for fusion.
However, this also posed a grave issue!
Although Ye Xuan could fuse the Twelve Heavenly Gates by consuming three Spiritual Objects, during the fusion process, he must endure inhuman pains.
This pain originates from the soul, as the fusion of the Twelve Gates not only transforms physical cultivation, but most importantly, elevates the soul.
And this process of elevation could scatter the souls of those with weak wills.
Perhaps some may ask, with Ye Xuan’s arduous journey, his will is already unyielding, how can this soul pain matter?
Gravely mistaken!
The fusion of the Twelve Heavenly Gates is the final hurdle to the next Great Realm, known as Immortal Great Perfection, which is completely different from merging the Nine Heavenly Gates.
The power unleashed from merging the Twelve Gates directly targets Ye Xuan’s soul, attempting to shatter it, transforming him into a mere shell.
"Ugh!"
A low, agonizing cry sounded as Ye Xuan’s muscles convulsed like worms, his eyes turned crimson, with visible blood threads.
The pain from the physical body was nothing compared to the terrifying breaking of Ye Xuan’s soul, continuing any further would lead to his soul’s destruction and death.
Rumble!
The Twelve Gates terrifyingly overlapped, faintly forming a Heavenly Gate, blurred and illusory, yet radiating an extremely terrifying aura.
This aura was ancient and heavy, giving a feeling of cosmic collapse, just its release caused the surrounding void to horrifyingly explode.
"Ah!"
During the process of merging the Twelve Gates, Ye Xuan’s soul was gradually shattering, even his physical body continually exploded, spraying blood mist from various parts.
Endure!
Stop!
I will not die!
Ye Xuan madly drove his cultivation, enduring the soul-breaking pain with fierce will, a frantic roar resounded within.
From youth to now, what tribulation had he not survived?
Merging the Twelve Gates, this path he must tread, must face, as it was the way to strengthen oneself, he would not let himself fall at this hurdle.
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood spewed forth, as Ye Xuan’s eyes started to scatter, his soul already half-broken, and the fusion process only halfway through.
I can’t go on!
Finally!
Ye Xuan’s consciousness began to blur, not that he couldn’t persist, but the soul shattering made it impossible to continue, fatigue swept in with unimaginable darkness.
Bang!
Finally, Ye Xuan collapsed!
The entire person without any hint of life, a trace of death essence began to grow upon him, as the so-called Forbidden Death Light began to encircle him.
Reaching this point meant Ye Xuan’s fusion of the Twelve Gates was nearing failure, if he truly died at this stage, with his foundation and cultivation, he might become a forbidden figure.
However, the Twelve Gates continued to merge, but the death aura on Ye Xuan grew thicker, fearing he would turn into a corpse before the fusion succeeded.
...
"Where is this?"
Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, blankly surveying around, remembering his soul had shattered near death, but his consciousness was revived in an empty void.
No heaven, no earth, no chaotic universe, nor eternal starry sky!
Only void existed, an unknowable void, even existence itself was unclear, Ye Xuan couldn’t understand his existence’s form.
In this void, without the concept of time, without ancient laws, only void remained, all was nonexistent, yet all seemed present.
"You have arrived."
Suddenly, an eternal lonely voice echoed, waking Ye Xuan, frantically searching for its origin.
"Who are you?"
"Where are you?"
"Where am I?"
Ye Xuan asked three questions in a row, his voice resonating throughout the void.
"This is your soul’s origin, or you could say it’s my soul’s origin."
Thump——thump——thump!
A dark silhouette emerged from a corner, its form blurred and illusory, yet seemingly boundless in darkness, obscuring its appearance.
"Who are you?"
Ye Xuan asked again, strangely, upon seeing this dark figure, a sense of familiarity arose, like kinship connecting them by blood.
"Who am I?"
The dark silhouette murmured softly, then sighed, looking at Ye Xuan, "I am you, you are me, now do you know who I am?"
"You are me?"
Boom!
Ye Xuan felt struck by lightning, staring at the dark figure, unable to respond for a long time.
Because someone had once told him these words before, and that person was his Future Body.
Though the future is illusory, it truly exists, as throughout ancient time, the past, present, and future remain unchanged.
"This is our first official meeting, perhaps you are surprised, with many doubts in your heart, but none of this matters, as time passes, you will understand everything," said the dark silhouette softly.
"Are you my past life?"
"Are you the ultimate taboo among taboos?"
"One of those earth-shattering few?"
Ye Xuan suppressed his inner shock, solemnly looking at the dark figure, waiting for an answer.
"Past life?"
The dark silhouette murmured in solitude, then raised its eyes to Ye Xuan, the surrounding darkness gradually receding, revealing its true appearance.