Chapter 755 Past Sorrows
The White-Bearded Immortal, as a dungeon god, possesses his own unique pride.

But even gods started from the path of mortals. They passed the tests of the gods, but their humanity slowly revealed itself over time.

The spirit of fearlessly upholding dignity was abandoned long ago.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so terrified just from Lin Yi pressing his shoulder.

"Um, sir, do you have any questions for me? I, I..."

For an old man with a white beard like him, a calm and serene face would be more appropriate. The look of fear he now reveals is somewhat lewd.

"Don't worry about it. The big shots on a planet like Blue Star, which is at the lowest level of the plane, won't care what you say. But if you don't tell me what I want to know, then there will be big problems."

As Lin Yi spoke, he raised the divine power emanating from his palm to a higher level, filling the space with an even more dangerous atmosphere.

Lin Yi's words make a lot of sense; at least that's what the White-Bearded Immortal thinks.

How much time has passed since he arrived on Blue Star to serve as the dungeon god? Even the white-bearded immortal himself couldn't remember how much time had passed.

What Lin Yi said is true.

After he went to the lowest plane of the Three Realms to become the god of this plane, the big shots above seemed to have completely forgotten about the existence of the White-Bearded Immortal. Over the years, no one above seemed to care whether a suitable candidate had appeared in the lower plane.

Now, his life hangs by a thread, but those guys above him don't seem to care at all. Could it be that he's really going to risk his life for those high and mighty people?

It may seem like there are many problems, but in reality, there's no need to think about them.

The moment his humanity took over, he had already made his choice.

"Sir! Sir! I understand. Please don't let your hand shake. I know everything, and I promise I'll tell you everything."

Upon hearing what the white-bearded immortal said, Lin Yi immediately revealed a satisfied smile.

"That's right."

As he spoke, Lin Yi released his hand and activated [Light and Shadow Interweaving] again to pull his three teammates to his side.

"Tell me what it is."

Having no other choice, the white-bearded immortal sorted out his thoughts and told everything he knew.

The story begins ten thousand years ago.

On a small planet in a lower plane, countless light-years away from Earth, a young man of humble origins but extraordinary talent overcame numerous difficulties and finally attained the title of God of War.

Having grown up without parents or anyone to rely on, he relied on his own efforts and luck to continuously improve his ranking on the God of War list. Just as he was about to reach the peak, he entered the 48th floor of the Abyss dungeon.

But at that time, the dungeon god of these 48 levels was not the white-bearded immortal, but a monster with a human head and a snake's body.

The young man entered the instance alone. To make the instance more interesting, the instance god, with a human head and a snake's body, allowed the young man to see his parents again, as well as his brother who had accompanied him halfway through the journey but sacrificed himself.

The tests of humanity in dungeons remain brutal.

The young man's reunion with his old friends was an illusion, too powerful for him to discern, leading him to believe that his old friends had been temporarily resurrected.

At that time, the dungeon god gave the illusions and the young people a choice.

The young man either abandons his past, discards his humanity, and kills all his deceased loved ones to gain divine approval and become a god. Or he allows his temporarily resurrected deceased loved ones to kill him in exchange for true resurrection.

Back then, young people weren't afraid of death.

He felt that he could give his deceased friend a second life, and all the hardships he had gone through were worthwhile. Therefore, he abandoned his current strength and status, and his future prospects, and chose to give up his life without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, this very choice earned him the recognition of the gods, and he obtained a divine seal from the Serpent Head Dungeon God.

Although the young man did not manage to resurrect the people who were important to him, he gained the qualification to go a step further.

In his subsequent cultivation, with the blessing of the divine seal, he was able to obtain the power of the primordial chaos more smoothly, and he also cultivated his own divine power, eventually ascending to godhood.

However, after becoming a god, the young man did not experience the joy of being a god. The moment he truly obtained divine power, he became a substitute for the Serpent Head God.

The Serpent Head God told him that cultivating divine power was not the end point of becoming a god, but rather the first step.

To break free from the constraints of different planes, one not only needs to continuously improve one's own strength, but also needs to find someone who can replace oneself and maintain the normal operation of the Three Realms and Six Paths.

To put it simply, one can become a god, and one can ascend to a divine position, but it requires taking it one step at a time.

After becoming a god and being incorporated into the ranks of the gods of the Three Realms and Six Paths, what one should do is to start from the bottom and work diligently.

Only by finding someone to take your place can you have a chance to be promoted.

As for the so-called divine seal, in modern terms, it means passing the preliminary test.

Young people diligently cultivate within the instanced planes, constantly improving their strength. At the same time, they are also searching for suitable successors, issuing divine seals to challengers who pass the tests, allowing them to cultivate more efficiently and achieve formal membership sooner, so they can take over their positions.

As time went by, the young man gradually grew old. His once black hair turned white, and even his beard gradually turned white and grew longer. Finally, based on his appearance, he gave himself a name—the White-Bearded Immortal.

The story is concise, but it contains all the important information.

The rules established by the myriad gods of the heavens and myriad realms are not much different from those of human society on Earth.

There are many living beings in the world, but few are truly excellent.

The essence of the Three Realms and Six Paths is to select a few outstanding and obedient individuals to establish their own order.

However, the white-bearded immortal's level is too low. He is currently just an entry-level immortal who guards the gate and has not yet come into contact with the benefits that belong to the higher gods. After so many years of waiting, he is also somewhat confused.

He never expected that one day the person entering this instance would be a young man whose divine power was so much greater than his own.

It gave him the illusion that he had wasted ten thousand years of his life.

After all, even if Lin Yi started cultivating from the womb, it would only be less than twenty-one years at most. The fact that he could achieve such success in such a short time made the White-Bearded Immortal's belief in becoming a high god in a higher plane begin to waver.

After being shaped by the passage of time, he lost his original aspirations. In the moment when the fear of death enveloped his heart, he finally rediscovered his humanity and yielded.

After hearing the story of the White-Bearded Immortal, Lin Yi and the other three fell silent, beginning to understand the White-Bearded Immortal's actions.

It seems somewhat reasonable that they would disregard the dungeon announcements and forcibly attack Lin Yi and his group.

Trapped in this instance for tens of thousands of years by the invisible shackles of ambition, who wouldn't become twisted in that situation?

(End of this chapter)

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