The Eternal Calamity of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 160 White Turtle
A golden avenue stretches across the universe, and boundless chaotic energy surges, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars.

The strong men from all races were in awe when they saw this. People knew that this was the Chaos Lord’s appearance. Even though he had not appeared in the world for many years, the legends about him continued to spread and shook the world.

Rumble!
Wang Bo is pushing forward all the ways of the heavens. He is already 16,000 years old. His energy and blood are like the sea, and he is at his prime. He has truly reached the peak of his life.

"Chaos Lord is immortal!"

"Eternal life is achieved in countless kalpas."

Many saints along the way cheered, and some even tried to catch up with the Golden Avenue, but Chaos Tianzun changed his usual attitude and ignored them all.

After being in seclusion for eight thousand years, the elders of Hunyuan Sect either passed away or were sealed in the Divine Source. All he saw were unfamiliar younger generations. The old were replaced by the new, which made him a little depressed.

Thinking in his heart, Wang Bo looked at the deep starry sky and let out a long sigh: "The frivolous years are gone, the autumn wind is bleak, and the world has changed when I look back."

……

Soon, the Burial Island appeared in front of them. Nine dragon veins stood tall, piercing the starry sky like sword blades, with chaotic mist entwined above them, looking majestic and magnificent.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the world has undergone tremendous changes, but the Burial Island has never been affected, as if it has transcended it.

"Chaos Heavenly Master Wang Bo, begging to see fellow Daoist Wuliang!"

As the words fell, Wang Bo's black hair moved without wind, and his eyes were bright and captivating.

However, it was eerily quiet in the depths of the Burial Island, and no response came.

Wang Bo was not annoyed by this. He knew his opponent very well and this was a normal reaction.

Not long after, the heavy fog that shrouded the surroundings quietly cracked open a path, which seemed to represent some kind of permission.

"You are still you!"

Seeing this, Wang Bo smiled and walked in.

This star field suddenly became quiet, while the outside world was in an uproar. After Chaos Tianzun came out of seclusion, he first went to the Burial Sky Island where Wuliang Tianzun was. The meeting between the two giants tightly controlled the nerves of all parties.

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The cultivation community has always been curious about what is deep in the Burial Sky Island. After all, it was the former dojo of Eternal Tribulation Lord and the most famous fairyland in the nine heavens and ten earths.

Therefore, in the long years after Yongjie Tianzun disappeared, countless people wanted to try to explore the secrets, whether obvious or hidden.

But only Wuliang Tianzun was able to take over successfully, while the others had already turned into a handful of yellow earth. The most famous among them was Qisha Tianzun, whose deeds are still widely circulated today, serving as a warning to the fanatical people of the world.

As Wang Bo went deeper and deeper, the mystery of the Burial Island was gradually revealed.

Wuliang Tianzun was planting peach trees beside a fairy pond at this time, his movements were cautious and extremely devoted. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary person, without the majesty of Tianzun that looked down upon the ages.

There are a few thatched houses in the distance, surrounded by peach trees. Peach blossoms are flying like rain, pure and natural.

Just as the outside world imagines, it is like a paradise, untainted by dust.

"Far away from worldly troubles, Taoist Wuliang is so elegant." Wang Bo spoke softly, immediately breaking the ethereal and otherworldly atmosphere.

Hearing this, Wuliang Tianzun stood up and looked over. He was still wearing the ancient and mysterious mask, and his body was a little thin, making it difficult to tell his age.

"I haven't seen you for eight thousand years, and you still haven't aged. It's great to see an old friend you know."

Wang Bo felt emotional. He felt a strong breath of life from Wuliang. The other party's real age must be older than himself, but he could not see any obvious signs of aging.

"I have begun to go downhill. After all, I can't compare to Fellow Daoist Wang Bo. He became an emperor with a chaotic body, and his lifespan may be no less than 30,000 years." Wuliang Tianzun said calmly, then squatted down and continued to plant peach trees.

Wang Bo couldn't help but ask, "If I'm not mistaken, what Taoist Wuliang planted should be just ordinary peach trees. What's the use of this thing?"

"It's just a little personal interest." Wuliang Tianzun replied.

Upon hearing this, Wang Bo turned to look at the nine dragon veins on the periphery. There were countless magical medicines and treasures planted on them, shining brightly, and the spiritual energy was so rich that it was liquefied. Even he was envious.

Who knows why Wuliang Tianzun would plant some unremarkable peach trees in the most core place? Even if the Burial Island itself is extraordinary and can allow ordinary spiritual medicines to advance rapidly, it is completely meaningless.

Is it really just a hobby?

Wang Bo fell silent. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never understood this competitor and friend.

The other party is a disciple of Yongjie Tianzun and is extremely talented. However, he is a mystery in ancient historical records. His past experiences are unknown, his true appearance has never been seen, and even his name is unknown. He only walks in the world under the name of Taoism.

Even though he had become the supreme Celestial Lord, he rarely went out to rule the heavens, preferring to stay on the Heaven Burial Island to plant flowers and grass.

Thinking of this, Wang Bo glanced around and happened to see an old snow-white turtle slowly crawling towards him. There were complicated Taoist patterns engraved on its shell, which looked natural.

What is somewhat strange is that there are plant roots growing under the white turtle's feet, emitting a warm and crystal-clear glow.

Wang Bo immediately thought of the legendary immortal medicine - Xuanwu, but he soon noticed the difference. According to ancient historical records, the plant of Xuanwu immortal medicine resembled a small green Xuanwu with a dragon head, while the immortal medicine in front of him was obviously more like an ordinary turtle.

On the other side, Bai Gui also noticed Wang Bo, then slowly raised his head and looked at him.

"This thing is despising me."

Wang Bo was amazed. He actually saw a very human look in the white turtle's eyes, as if it was despising him for his lack of knowledge.

Because he had a Suzaku Immortality Elixir in his hand, Wang Bo knew even more clearly how powerful the white turtle in front of him was. It was like a spirit, quite rare. Unfortunately, this was someone else's territory, and due to various conditions, he couldn't explore it directly.

Wuliang Tianzun finally finished shoveling the soil and inadvertently saw the white turtle. He quickly threw it over to the thatched hut.

"Excuse me, Brother Wuliang, what was that just now?" Wang Bo couldn't help but ask.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Bo, don't be fooled by it. It's a cunning elixir. It looks like an elixir of immortality, but it actually has no medicinal power and can't extend a person's life."

Speaking of this, Wuliang Tianzun also had a headache. He only knew that the white turtle was brought out from the Three Life Bronze Coffin by Chen Wu, but his specific origin was unclear.

It was fine in the early days, and it had been sleeping in the ancient cave until it woke up thousands of years ago and began to stroll back and forth on the Burial Heaven Island. It especially liked to run to the nine dragon veins and fight with the immortal medicine there. Even the most clever Divine Phoenix Immortal Medicine was willing to recognize it as the big brother.

"I didn't expect that there is such a thing in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Could it be that some unknown immortality elixir has lost its medicinal properties and embarked on another path?" Wang Bo began to speculate, and then suggested: "In my opinion, Daoist friend can do some research on it, and perhaps you can figure out the secret of why it has become like this."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Master may have kept it here as a pet."

Wuliang Tianzun waved his hand. He had tried it before and there was no point in studying it. It was clean inside, as if it had been chopped by something. Besides Chen Wu and the immortal fetus below, Bai Gui ignored anyone.

"Daoyou Wang Bo, it's been such a long time since you came here, but have you made a decision?" Wuliang Tianzun asked again.

Finally, it was time to get down to business. Wang Bo's expression became serious and he nodded slowly.

"Well, I've thought about it."

Eight thousand years ago, Chen Wu once gave him a choice between becoming an immortal and becoming an immortal in the mortal world. If he made a decision, he could go directly to the Burial Heaven Island.

Hearing this, Wuliang Tianzun sighed and said, "It's a pity that you are late. Master is no longer here."

(End of this chapter)