Longzang

Chapter 355 Living towards death
Wei Yuan stood atop the peak, facing the Heavenly Eye directly.

He silently calculated the strength of his Dao foundation, feeling that he might have a sliver of hope to survive the first round of attacks.

The Great Curse of Cause and Effect is equivalent to a celestial sorcerer acting remotely, but not just once. However, Wei Yuan dared not take the risk and had already secretly planted the Impure Earth White Lotus in Zhang Sheng's courtyard using his concealment ability. At the crucial moment, it should be able to save Zhang Sheng's life again. Zhang Sheng already possesses the Yin-Yang Reversal Pendant, which can take one of his tribulations. If he can take two of his lives in place of Zhang Sheng, perhaps he can overcome this tribulation.

That's all Wei Yuan could do. It's just that this white lotus was obtained through everyone's combined efforts, and the agreement was that it would be distributed after it matured. Now, Wei Yuan has taken it upon himself to give it to Zhang Sheng, and he feels somewhat ashamed.

However, Wei Yuan was thick-skinned and thought that since he was already dead, no one would care about such a small matter. Even if they did care, Wei Yuan wouldn't know anyway.

At this moment, the Heavenly Eye has been opened, and it has begun to examine the cause and effect of the past, present, and future. The final moment has arrived.

Wei Yuan felt a sense of calm, and inexplicably began to recall the regrets of his life. He never imagined that these would be his thoughts on his deathbed.

The sky began to ripple like an inverted sea of ​​blood. Drops of blood fell from the surging waves. With each drop, hundreds, even thousands, of people in the realm died inexplicably!

Yin and Yang appeared deep within Wei Yuan's pupils, his vision shifting, revealing countless lines of cause and effect. Countless people within this realm were entangled with him karmically, those most deeply connected having contributed their fortune to him. The first to die were all mortals, their karma heavy and their lives fragile.

The crimson curse power spread along the threads of cause and effect, extinguishing the flames of life.

Wei Yuan's life force, like water from an open bottle, rapidly drained away and was extinguished by the curse. He immediately felt weak all over, and his consciousness became hazy.

The Heavenly Eye finally began to focus on Wei Yuan. The pupils representing the past showed the yin and yang of a young girl, the present represented Wei Yuan, and the future represented nothingness!
Suddenly, Wei Yuan in his pupils began to burn, the pale flames instantly engulfing his entire body and spreading along countless lines of cause and effect.

Pale flames began to ignite at the edge of the vast land, and large swathes of land were quickly burned to ashes.

Wei Yuan looked at his hands, where pale flames had ignited on his fingers, and his fingertips turned into white ashes that gradually dissipated.

Wei Yuan let out a long roar, soaring into the sky. He then pointed at the enormous Heavenly Eye in the air, and countless immortal swords and flames flew out, rushing towards the Heavenly Eye like a torrent. The streams of light were endless, and the immortal swords numbered in the thousands!
At this moment, countless gazes have traveled thousands of miles to this place.

On Hanyang Pass, several Dharma Aspect Elders of the Xu family gazed at this scene from afar, their faces paling. The power of that torrent formed from countless garbage Dao foundations was truly terrifying! They knew that if they had stood in front of it, they probably wouldn't have been able to hold out for even a moment. Unbeknownst to them, Wei Yuan had actually grown to this level?

Fortunately, the Heavenly Witch of the Witch Clan suddenly launched an attack, and no one could escape the Great Curse of Cause and Effect.

The torrent burst forth with a blazing fire, which then burned out halfway through its journey.

In the blink of an eye, the torrent burned away, and Wei Yuan held the Immaculate Rebirth in his hand. A dim yellow light appeared on the tip of his spear, and he thrust it towards the sky, carrying the entire Azure Sky with him! The dim yellow light on the spearhead also ignited with azure flames, but this time the flames burned somewhat slowly.

The Great Curse of Cause and Effect was driven by the Heavenly Witch, while Wei Yuan's Immortal Path Twilight was created by gathering the power of all living beings. In the comparison between the two, Heaven and Earth still prevailed.

Countless high-level cultivators around sighed inwardly upon witnessing this scene. The higher one's cultivation level, the more one understands the ruthlessness and impermanence of heaven and earth.

Like a shooting star traveling in reverse, Wei Yuan hurtled towards the Heavenly Eye at full speed. The dim yellow light on the spearhead quickly faded and eventually disappeared. Qingming's accumulation was ultimately insufficient; human strength has its limits.

However, Wei Yuan used the last bit of his Dao power to charge forward, and a burst of flame suddenly erupted from the muzzle of the gun. A bullet was fired and shot towards the Heavenly Eye in the sky! The bullet itself had no Dao power or divine power. Although it also ignited with azure flames, it touched the Heavenly Eye before burning out!
Although Wei Yuan was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and his skill was insignificant, he still defied the heavens and managed to strike the Heavenly Eye. Even if the strike only caused a barely perceptible amount of damage, it still managed to hit him.

Wei Yuan never sits idly by and waits for his doom.

After being shot, Wei Yuan was engulfed in flames and fell from the sky like a burning meteor, his life short but brilliant.

In the herb garden, the old Taoist priest, having extinguished the flames burning on his body, patted his chest and said with a sense of relief at surviving a close call, "Luckily, I'm a lucky old man, and my entanglements weren't too deep..."

However, after glancing at Wei Yuan, who was falling ablaze, he reached out and touched the ground in front of him, miraculously drawing back a bit of the azure flame. This small flame quickly spread throughout his body, and the old Taoist's face twitched, clearly in great pain.

The cat and snake, which had already gone far away, suddenly appeared and coiled up in front of the old Taoist priest, sharing the pain of being burned by the blue flames with him.

In the capital of the Western Jin Dynasty, the King of Jin suddenly rushed out of his study, looking at the dark red sky with shock and anger. He could clearly feel that the fate of the Western Jin Dynasty was rapidly dissipating.

It took him a long time to finally squeeze out two words: "The Witch Clan!!"

The Prince of Jin summoned Zhao Tong and swiftly issued a series of decrees, ordering all imperial guards to cancel their leave and return to their camps for alert. All important military fortifications were to be on high alert, and not a single soldier was allowed to leave their camp; otherwise, they would be punished for disobeying orders.

Cold sweat poured down Zhao Tong's forehead. He wrote with lightning speed, and then the Prince of Jin stamped the edict. Zhao Tong then took the edict and fled.

The King of Jin's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. With the nation's fortunes suddenly declining to this point, those who harbored disloyal intentions might just take action. The most urgent task was to do everything in his power to prevent the fall of the capital.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly ordered, "Prepare the carriage and go to Chunhua Palace."

Inside Chunhua Palace, Consort Yuan lay pale-faced, clutching her lower abdomen, too weak to stand. She managed to suppress a cry with immense willpower, while her two maids, though skilled in martial arts, were utterly helpless.

Consort Yuan struggled to break a vase, took out a blood-red pill from it, gritted her teeth, and prepared to swallow it.

The medicine was about to be taken away by a hand.

Consort Yuan looked up and saw the bald woman with blue eyes. The woman placed her hand on Consort Yuan's lower abdomen and drew out a small azure flame. As the flame left her body, Consort Yuan's breathing quickly stabilized. Her own cultivation was also very profound. In an instant, she used her magic to wipe away the sweat and eliminate all the abnormalities on her body.

The woman with blue eyes had already walked out, and the two maids subconsciously took a step back, not daring to stop her.

Consort Yuan called out to her retreating figure, "Why did you help me?"

The woman with blue eyes said, "We're just playing chess casually and making some good connections."

She stepped out of the palace and disappeared. At that moment, an official outside the palace announced loudly, "His Majesty has arrived."

Before the eunuch could finish speaking, Prince Jin had already entered the hall. He saw broken porcelain scattered on the ground, and Consort Yuan had caught the cat and was about to hit it.

Seeing that Consort Yuan's complexion was normal and she was full of vitality, Prince Jin felt inexplicably happy and asked, "What are you doing?"

Consort Yuan pouted and said angrily, "That naughty cat broke my favorite vase. If I don't teach it a lesson, who knows how many more treasures will suffer in the future!"

The Prince of Jin laughed and said, "It's just a vase! I'll bring you the one from my study later!"

After chatting for a few minutes, Prince Jin left Chunhua Palace and returned to his study.

After returning to the Imperial Study, Prince Jin said to Liu Quangong, who was standing beside him, "Everyone says that Wei Yuan is a relative of the empress, but after seeing him today, I realize that he has no relation to the empress at all."

Liu Quangong said, "Such a loyal minister who doesn't form factions is excellent!"

The Prince of Jin sighed and said slowly, "But that's no longer important. There will be no more Wei Yuan in the future." "Are we just going to let the fate of the nation be wasted like this?" Liu Quangong asked.

The Prince of Jin said self-deprecatingly, "What else can I do? Which of those immortals can I speak to?"

Ganzhou.

A young boy was fishing by a beautiful lake. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked westward.

At this moment, an elderly man with white hair and beard hurried over, bowed, and said, "The patriarch asks whether we should intervene?"

The young man raised his eyebrows, his killing intent rising suddenly, but then slowly subsided, and said, "If Old Ghost Xu can refrain from making a move, then we won't either."

Taichu Palace, Tianqing Hall.

Xuan Yue Zhenjun suddenly opened his eyes, reached into the void before him, and slowly pulled out a small ball of azure fire. The flame was only a small ball, but Xuan Yue Zhenjun seemed to be struggling greatly, his eyebrows and beard trembling.

He closed his five fingers together, holding the Azure Fire in his hand. Suddenly, countless worlds and the vicissitudes of time appeared in the hall, and the accumulated fortune of the entire Azure Palace for thousands of years poured into the hands of True Monarch Xuan Yue like a torrent.

Finally, the wisp of blue flame was extinguished by True Lord Xuan Yue, but the Azure Sky Palace collapsed with a crash!

Xuan Yue Zhenjun emerged from the pile of rubble, covered in dust and dirt. Fortunately, there wasn't a single disciple in the main hall at that moment, otherwise there might have been casualties.

A voice suddenly rang out between heaven and earth: "Such arrogance is unbearable for me, Feng!"

Immediately, a sword light rose from the Sword Palace, traveling from east to west, instantly traversing millions of miles, and slashing towards the Heavenly Eye in the sky!

Another giant claw descended from the sky, grasped the sword light, and then vanished along with it. Immediately afterwards, a hoarse, strange voice said, "If you can't bear to watch, come find me in the West."

Above the heavens, beyond the human realm, multiple terrifying auras slowly awakened, gazing towards the human realm.

The sky above Datang was completely still except for that single flash of sword light.

At the Xiao family ancestral home, Xiao Yu extinguished the inexplicably ignited azure flames on his body with a single sword strike. In this ancestral land, he was under the watchful eye of the Immortal Ancestor, and the power of his sword was enough to overwhelm even a Dharma Avatar.

Xiao Yu quickly swallowed the pill, rushed out of the room, and was about to fly west when she saw Xiao Nian standing in front of her, blocking her way.

"I……"

Before Xiaoyu could finish speaking, Xiaonian said, "It's too late."

Xiao Yu stood there blankly, her immortal sword falling from her hand.

Baojia, secret place.

Inside a grand hall, a hundred feet high, twelve seats were arranged on high platforms on both sides. Most of these seats were occupied, and strange phenomena occasionally appeared around each person. Their auras intertwined as they looked down at the person kneeling in the center of the hall, a terrifying pressure permeating the space.

The central seat seemed empty, yet it exuded a profound and lofty aura.

Bao Yun knelt in the center of the main hall and said, "I humbly beg the Immortal Ancestor to grant me some protection. I am willing to obey my family's arrangements from now on!"

There was silence on the throne for a long time.

Suddenly, a person on the high platform said, "The ancient Buddha of the Pure Land said that if you are willing to bear the immovable form of the Tathagata, he can take on this karmic burden for you."

“This…” Bao Yun’s body trembled slightly.

These words, spoken at this moment, carry a profound meaning. If she agreed, it would be tantamount to abandoning the Taichu Palace, the Bao family, and even her parents and brothers. How could she possibly choose?

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The main hall was deathly silent.

A sigh echoed from the central throne, saying, "It's too late."

Is it too late? Bao Yun looked up blankly.

The voice said, "Actually, it was already too late before you even came in."

The many True Lords on both sides seemed to have known the outcome all along, showing no surprise or emotion.

The rise of Wei Yuan was swift, and its fall was swift as well.

Given his current situation, he is simply one of many geniuses who perished prematurely. There are far too many like him, and they will soon be forgotten.

Qingming, Cui Yu collapsed to the ground, with blue flames continuously surging from his body. Fortunately, the new gifts from heaven and earth gave his body vigorous vitality, allowing him to fight against the blue flames and not die immediately.

At that moment, Wei Yuan fell from the sky and suddenly landed in someone's arms. The feeling was so familiar.

He managed to turn his head and saw Zhang Sheng's face. At this moment, Wei Yuan's consciousness gradually blurred, but he felt a sense of relief. His master was still alive, which meant that his arrangements had not been in vain.

To die in one's master's arms, this ending doesn't seem so bad.

Wei Yuan slowly closed his eyes. Usually, a story would end here.

However, the next moment, Wei Yuan saw Zhang Sheng take out a jade pendant and place it on his chest.

With a snap, the jade pendant shattered, and Wei Yuan's body, which had already faded away, reappeared, while most of the azure flames on his body went to Zhang Sheng!
Zhang Sheng placed Wei Yuan on the ground, seemingly oblivious to the azure flames engulfing his body, and said calmly, "Even if fate has decided, I am not convinced and will certainly have another match."

Zhang Sheng, engulfed in flames, soared into the sky and unleashed a sword light that seemed to connect heaven and earth, stunning the world.

Volume Four, "Seeing All the Flowers of Chang'an in One Day," concludes.

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