The cultivators of this era are nearing the end of their lives, but there is still a group of people who yearn to return beyond the heavens and rebuild that glorious past.
In the Eternity kingdom, one can rival the sun and moon, rule over mountains and rivers, even pierce through illusion and attain sainthood on the spot, becoming a new Creator beyond the cycle of Heavenly Dao Reincarnation Temple...
So what role did I play in all of this...?
Having anticipated this, Xu Long's heart stirred.
The scenes seen in the Emperor's tombstone and the Yin-Yang Map seem still vivid in my mind, but countless years have passed since then.
But after experiencing the calamity of Shankui, Xu Long felt that he was getting closer to all sorts of mysterious things.
But in this game, am I the player or the pawn? Is receiving the Immortal Register a benefit, or a preemptive choice to side?
A thousand thoughts flashed through Xu Long's mind in an instant, but his movements never stopped.
As the Shankui's body was shattered by the cannonballs, he gathered his Magic Power, trying to reunite the remaining death energy.
The gray aura of death scattered in all directions at the Center, and when Xu Long's Magic Power gathered around, all the auras converged in one direction.
Until a cluster of gray flames appeared, Xu Long's will instantly probed into it.
He wanted to perform a soul search on the avatar of Shankui, which is why he condensed it again.
This body is dispensable to Shankui, who is the most powerful being in the world, possessing mysterious Power of Laws and is essentially an immortal being.
An avatar could be formed at any time, so after being annihilated by Xu Long, he let the death energy dissipate.
These seemingly massive gray crows and deathly aura might just be one part of his body.
Shankui might not care, but to Xu Long, he was a huge threat.
Xu Long pondered its mystery for a long time without finding an answer.
The power of the Shankui and its Power of Laws, along with the endless and inexhaustible gray crows and death energy.
These strange and unusual elements constitute the great cultivator Shankui.
He was the most mysterious cultivator Xu Long had ever met.
During the time when he joined forces with the young man to deal with the Shankui, even though the mountain demon was only at the Golden Immortal Realm level, there were faint signs that he could not be suppressed. In Xu Long's eyes, this person had already been listed as the number one dangerous target.
At the same time, he was also wondering: What exactly is the Heavenly Palace looking for, and why would they go to such lengths as to send a powerful cultivator like Shankui?
Where will the energy cores collected from all the heavens and myriad realms be used? Why are cultivators who have received Immortal Register valued by the Heavenly Palace? What exactly is the Shankui's purpose?
Within the Center lie the seal of the Heaven Patroler and the sealed Ancestral Spirit —all earth-shattering entities. Why did he specifically avoid them?
Xu Long had too many questions in his mind.
With the appearance of Shankui, he felt more and more like a pawn, being pushed forward in the fog, destined never to find the truth.
Xu Long relied solely on his formidable combat prowess, seeking a glimmer of hope in each Extremis and searching for answers amidst crises.
As the remaining death energy of the Shankui was gathered, Xu Long once again tried to peer into the scene beyond the mist, and there was no longer any obstruction when he channeled his will into it.
The scattered death energy was sifted through layer by layer by Xu Long's will, and he did not let any useful information slip by.
After rushing through the deathly aura, Xu Long felt his will sink into a pool of dark water, becoming extremely heavy.
Then, when he tried to sift through the deathly aura, he found it increasingly difficult. It was as if there was a strong seal within the scattered deathly aura, preventing him from exploring.
This is a unique technique of great cultivators beyond the heavens. Even after death and the dissipation of their cultivation, they will not leave any information to their enemies. No matter how the enemies try to investigate, they have already sealed their memories.
Previously, it was a stroke of luck to probe the memories of the Blackwater City Lord in Blackwater City, as the Blackwater City Lord's immersion in Xu Long's will did not hinder him in the slightest.
However, faced with the remaining energy of the Shankui, Xu Long could not sense any memories, not even some vague scenes remained.
He felt a chill run down his spine; naturally, he was unwilling to give up so easily.
The Shankui had traveled across countless worlds in pursuit of him, yet he still hadn't figured out the other party's background.
Xu Long struggled internally, his Sea of Consciousness churning with wave after wave. After making up his mind, he channeled his will into it once more, using his powerful soul force to forcibly break the seal left by Shankui.
Xu Long would never have dared to act this way before, but now that he has been granted the Immortal Register, he feels his soul power has increased once again.
Having inscribed the inscription in the Heaven Beyond Heaven, it no longer fears any spiritual means.
As the immense will flowed through him, he felt a heavy pressure descend upon him, as if he were being pressed underwater by a pair of giant hands.
Then a blurry feeling washed over him, and Xu Long felt a chill run down his spine; his will was beginning to slip away!
I expected the Shankui would have a way to stay, but I never expected him to be so troublesome.
At this moment, his will was like swimming against the current in water, constantly under immense pressure, yet he had not seen a single memory of it.
The closer they got to the center, the stronger the barrier became, making it incredibly difficult for Xu Long to move.
After he finally managed to stabilize his mind, he went to peer into the memories of the great cultivator Shankui.
All I felt was a gray flame sweeping across the heavens and earth, and within that gray flame were countless bloodthirsty eyes.
They hung in the deathly aura like will-o'-the-wisps, and as soon as Xu Long's Divine Power appeared, they all surged toward him as if they had been waiting for a long time.
The world suddenly turned gray and white, and gray flames devoured the sky and the earth, plunging this entire world into oblivion.
Countless bloodthirsty eyes stopped before Xu Long's will, as Xu Long tried to find the Shankui's memories among those ghostly flames.
But only one reflection is shown in it: himself!
Hehehe...
The eerie sounds of crying and laughing suddenly rang out again, and those bloodthirsty eyes seemed to freeze in mid-air.
Upon closer inspection, it appeared as if a colossal figure was staring at them from behind the gray flames.
The pressure on him had become unbearable. Xu Long retreated step by step before the gray flames, nervously staring at the vast expanse of sky and earth.
But the gray flame suddenly rose up and completely engulfed this area, turning the entire world gray.
Only those countless bloodthirsty eyes remained. As Xu Long gazed at those blood-red eyes, he saw countless shadows reflected in their narrow pupils.
They were like spirits of the dead, imprisoned within those pairs of pupils.
No matter how many years have passed, these spirits are still unable to enter the Reincarnation Temple and cannot be reborn; they are only imprisoned in these narrow pupils.
Tormented day and night, the mountain spirit accumulates endless resentment, and the endless ghosts and resentment feed back into the gray flames, making the Shankui's body immortal.
Xu Long's entire body turned gray, and after gazing into those blood-red eyes for a long time, he saw his own reflection.
Only then did he seem to understand the meaning of Shankui's earlier words, "Until we meet again"...
With a "whoosh," the flames in front of them instantly surged.
The remaining death energy that Xu Long had just gathered with his Magic Power instantly turned into ashes and dissipated.
His eyes still held that endless, bloodthirsty gaze, and his ears still echoed with those chilling cries and laughter.
In Shankui's memory, he glimpsed that it seemed to be a creature that lived underwater, and that its body was surrounded by countless undead and deathly aura.
They were imprisoned by the Shankui in a certain world, never to be reborn, and these were the sources that constituted his body.
However, much more useful information remained undiscovered; the methods of the Heavenly Palace Grand Master were by no means ordinary.
Xu Long felt a jolt, seeing his own reflection in those bloodthirsty eyes. He even had the absurd thought: Could it be that the Shankui deliberately made him see all of this?
Or is he confident he can absorb his own spirit into it? Where exactly is he?
Were those gray crows and deathly aura truly his real form?
By suppressing his will amidst the deathly aura, Xu Long not only failed to uncover the truth about Shankui's memories, but was also subjected to a death threat by Shankui.
He put aside his questions, for at this moment, he was utterly exhausted, both mentally and physically.
From annihilating the Shankui Shankui's avatar to probing its memories with his will, this series of actions Kung Fu Hustle only a moment, but Xu Long felt a deep sense of exhaustion.
The Shankui, at the Golden Immortal Realm realm, possessed formidable combat power, placing a significant burden on Xu Long and the young man.
During the soul search, a vast amount of soul power was used, leaving Xu Long severely injured and weak.
Despite having the Body of Oblivion and countless Spirit Stone to repair its body, it was already at its last gasp after being severely injured.
Looking up at the enormous Heaven Patroler Dharma Seal, Xu Long felt a sudden, heavy pressure rise in his heart.
A golden beam of light emerged from the curtain of lightning and then streaked into the depths of the sea of lightning.
The Ancestral Spirit's gaze seemed to have discovered something, and the golden light it emitted was absolutely powerful, completely unlike its previous mysterious aura. At this moment, it possessed a power that could pierce through everything.
The lightning in the Center seemed to be contracting at some point, and the aftershocks of the previous battle were completely calmed down.
Without the surging energy aftershocks, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became somewhat somber.
Xu Long's heart tightened. Although he had already anticipated it, he still couldn't help feeling nervous when the final crisis arrived.
The Heaven Patroler Dharma Seal in his eyes was still slowly rotating, and the binding power on it had not dissipated even after countless years.
The young man was also staring at the same object as Xu Long.
The young man put away his cold expression; his face was now extremely solemn, with tiny veins bulging on his forehead and his eerie, blood-red lips bitten pale white by his teeth.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had already locked onto the Heaven Patroler's seal.
The young man held the Cloud-Hunting Bow with one hand, while pulling his other arm back.
A longbow of cyan was strung in his arms, and a giant, pale cyan arrow suddenly appeared in his empty arms.
Energy was continuously drawn from the sea of lightning, and countless flashing arcs of electricity converged within the giant arrow.
The young man, holding the giant arrow, exuded an aura of overwhelming power; the creation of this single arrow had exhausted all the Magic Power within him.
His body trembled slightly in the air as he drew back the longbow, the Blood Domain behind him already wide open, the power of Earth Immortal fully displayed in the giant arrow.
The young man took out the Cloud-Hunting Bow when Xu Long annihilated the Shankui.
He and Xu Long were of one mind; under that immense sense of crisis, he knew that the Heaven Patroler must be approaching the sealed-off area at the heart of the city.
Therefore, he used all his magical Magic Power to pull back the Cloud Hunter, intending to use the power of the giant arrow to break the Sky Heaven Patroler Dharma Seal.
However, it was unexpected that drawing the Cloud Hunter Longbow at the Earth Immortal Realm realm would be even more exhausting.
The pale blue giant arrow condensed within the empty bow for a long time, even drawing energy from the surrounding sea of lightning.
After exhausting all his magical Magic Power, the giant arrow finally took shape.
At this moment, the Blood Domain behind the youth had already opened up, and with the support of the mysterious energy within, the pressure around the youth immediately decreased.
As the energy intensified, the pale blue giant arrow in his arms turned a faint crimson.
The giant Cloud Hunter arrow before the Blood Domain was aimed at the magic seal in the air, and the endlessly spinning vortex acted like a huge propulsion engine, gathering momentum for the youth behind it.
After drawing back the Cloud Hunter, the young man's body was already somewhat bent. He stared at the Dharma Seal with a ferocious expression, a resolute look appearing in his eyes.
At this moment, the energy surging from all around finally stopped, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief, instinctively wanting to release the invisible bowstring in his hand.
At that moment, a vast aura suddenly swept in from the Center, as if it had crossed over from another world.
With an unyielding majesty, it caused the numerous spatial barriers and obstacles to dissipate, and even the rules of the world came to a standstill.
A muffled clap of thunder then boomed overhead:
"How dare you, you brat!"
The muffled thunderclap came like it was riding the clouds and waves, and when it exploded in the Center, it shattered a golden light.
The rolling sound waves were filled with rage, even condensing into roaring waves that powerfully impacted this sealed-off area.
The spatial barriers surrounding the youth deformed, and countless bolts of lightning were swept away, threatening to collapse under the roar of the wave.
The young man at the center of the surging energy was shaken to his core. As if he had been punched in the face, his body, which had been standing in the air, suddenly plummeted.
Then I felt a sweet taste in my throat, and a surge of blood rushed uncontrollably to my throat and tongue.
The immense sense of crisis came from the Heaven Patroler; he was definitely behind them!
The young man could even see Xu Long rushing towards him with all his might, with a meticulously crafted Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram hidden in his sleeve.
At this moment, the young man restrained his will and forcibly stabilized his body. The Blood Domain opened behind him, and a huge creature was about to emerge from the depths of the vortex.
The bloodshot in his eyes was like dye in water, completely spreading throughout them. His expression couldn't be described as ferocious; it was more like madness!
Boom!
The sound of a bowstring vibrating echoed from the sealed-off area.
The carved bow hangs like a full moon, the feathered arrow flies swiftly like a shooting star!
The hand seal in the young man's eyes stopped turning, and amidst the roaring energy, he released one arm, sending the giant blood-red arrow flying away.
The crimson giant arrow was launched from his chest in an instant, carrying with it a world-destroying power; the long arrow seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart.