Lin Yu had thought he had discovered the blind spot in the problem and was about to say a few more words of advice to Daoist Wushuang, but he saw Daoist Wushuang gently shake his head.
Lin Yu was about to say something when he saw a mysterious smile appear on the face of the Peerless Daoist.
"Fellow Daoist, you failed to complete the task I assigned you, and were instead thwarted by wicked people. I do not blame you."
"Now that you don't understand the reasons behind this, and you say such things, I don't blame you."
"But you have no idea what price we twelve people paid to build these Twelve True Palaces!"
The Peerless Daoist's voice was not loud to begin with, but when he spoke of the Twelve True Palaces and the eleven fellow Daoists who had helped him build them, his voice couldn't help but rise.
"I was one of those twelve people back then, and by some twist of fate, I managed to survive here."
"I personally witnessed the annihilation of eleven other powerful figures from fantasy worlds. Now, only I remain, clinging to a fragment of consciousness, barely clinging to life."
"Young friend, I am not unaware of what you just said, but at my age, and after my past experiences, I have long since transcended the fear of life and death. Whether I leave the Twelve True Palaces or not is meaningless to me."
"Not to mention that only the Twelve True Palaces can sustain my remnant soul, even if I could leave the Twelve True Palaces and not see that bastard die, I would not want to leave!"
Mentioning the imposter "Longevity Daoist," Wushuang Daoist became agitated, his usually expressionless face flushed slightly, and he even coughed involuntarily at the end.
Lin Yu then realized that this peerless Daoist was already in a state of outward strength but inward weakness. Although he seemed fine, he was actually at his last gasp.
The Peerless Daoist clearly didn't want to waste the remaining soul power; he wanted to use it to deal with the Longevity Daoist, or to watch the Longevity Daoist vanish into nothingness.
In this matter, Lin Yu made one mistake: the Peerless Daoist was not unwilling to kill the Longevity Daoist out of compassion, but simply because his soul was too weak to kill him.
If he could really make a move, I'm afraid the Peerless Daoist would have already done so and enjoyed the result.
"This portion of soul power was preserved by chance. I understand what you mean, young friend, but with my current strength, I am unable to activate the formation."
The Peerless Daoist gradually regained his composure, though a hint of helplessness lingered in his eyes.
Over the years, his soul power has not only failed to recover because of the well water, but has gradually weakened with time.
He was now on his deathbed, and even the water butterflies, which could bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded, were helpless against him.
Wushuang Daoren had already given up hope, but Lin Yu's arrival gave him a last glimmer of hope.
Even if he couldn't leave the Twelve True Palaces, being able to witness the demise of the "Longevity Daoist" was his last wish.
As the Peerless Daoist said, thousands of years ago, a total of twelve powerful figures reshaped their physical strength and used all their spiritual power to condense these two complementary Twelve True Palaces. One purpose was to use the transformation of Yin and Yang to limit the fake "Longevity Daoist," and the other was to use the power of the Twelve True Palaces to kill him.
Unfortunately, even so, the Twelve True Palaces were still unable to kill it.
After listening to the explanation from the Peerless Daoist, Lin Yu suddenly realized that the "Longevity Daoist" was an imposter. In reality, he was the infamous Black-Robed Daoist from the Dao Qi era, who had committed countless evils thousands of years ago.
As one of the twelve cultivators from thousands of years ago, Wushuang Daoren had already exhausted all his strength.
Although he is still alive, all his power has actually been poured into the Twelve Palaces.
"Even if I were to calculate how to strengthen the seal of the Twelve True Palaces, it would be beyond my power," said the Peerless Daoist with some melancholy.
Not only that, he himself was completely confined to this half of the Twelve Palaces and could not leave.
This cage, originally intended to imprison the black-robed Daoist priest, unexpectedly became his own prison in the end.
However, after seeing Lin Yu, Wushuang Daoren's thoughts changed, because she felt that she had met the true chosen one.
Although Wushuang Daoren didn't show it at first, he had actually placed high hopes on Lin Yu long ago.
When Lin Yu arrived at the peach grove that day, the Peerless Daoist did not reveal everything, mainly because he wanted this memory to fade away with the wind. If Lin Yu knew too much about such things, it would only cause unnecessary trouble.
However, this very line of thinking almost led to a major mistake.
When Lin Yu encountered the black-robed Daoist, he almost believed the man's lies. Fortunately, Lin Yu was meticulous and did not actually hand over the key in his hand, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Young friend, I ask for nothing more than your help to further strengthen the barrier around these Twelve True Palaces."
"This also means that the black-robed Daoist can no longer escape from here. My eleven fellow Daoists, if they know this in the afterlife, can die without regret."
"Our ultimate goal is to imprison that black-robed Daoist here for eternity, preventing him from causing any harm."
"If we're not careful and let him out, there could be endless trouble!" Daoist Wushuang earnestly advised Lin Yu.
From the moment he first met Lin Yu, Daoist Wushuang carefully observed the young cultivator before him.
Despite his young appearance, Lin Yu is very meticulous and mature. He can remain calm in the face of such a great storm, which proves that Lin Yu is no ordinary young man.
Therefore, when he met Lin Yu for the second time, the Peerless Daoist had already handed him the secret key to the Twelve True Palaces.
Although Wushuang Daoren did not fully trust Lin Yu at the time, Lin Yu was his only choice regardless.
However, the facts now tell Wushuang Daoren that he made the right choice this time.
"Since that's the case, why not think of a way to solve it once and for all?" Lin Yu pondered for a moment, then spoke again, "Anyway, this barrier will loosen sooner or later, and that black-robed Daoist will eventually find a way to escape as the barrier weakens."
"As far as I know, the energy contained within that black-robed Daoist is comparable to that of a junior like myself. If he wants to seize the key, I'm afraid even a junior wouldn't be able to stop him."
Lin Yu hesitated for a moment, a troubled look on his face.