My Fleshly Body Still Isn't Strong Enough!

Seven Star Elder instantly turned into a dried corpse, his withered appearance utterly terrifying.

Yet his aura had not weakened in the slightest. His tone was simply filled with disbelief.

He could not understand what his beloved disciple standing before him was trying to do.

Why had Seven Star Pavilion always passed its legacy down between two people rather than one at a time? This had already been explained before.

It was because they bore the karma of their ancestors. To die safely, they had to find a genius capable of inheriting that karma.

In other words, every pavilion master of Seven Star Pavilion faced the same problem.

Before dying, they had to find an exceptionally gifted genius to bear the karma passed down by Seven Star Pavilion.

If they failed to find one, the misfortune of their later years would only be the mildest consequence.

With such immense karma owed, did they think they could simply die and vanish?

That was utterly impossible. Once, a pavilion master of Seven Star Pavilion had believed that as long as he died, everything would come to an end.

Yet under the immense Karma Backlash, his fortune plummeted to its lowest point. Every moment, he was trapped in the awkward state of wanting to die but being unable to.

He was tortured for hundreds of years.

Some of the karma they owed was to ancient mighty figures, while some was owed to heaven and earth itself.

If they formed karma with mortals, that was not much of a problem.

After all, even if karma existed between mortals and cultivators, eliminating it was extremely simple.

The Art of Avoiding Calamity alone could erase ninety-nine percent of it. The karma owed to heaven and earth and ancient mighty figures was what truly mattered.

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