Embers of Sword

Chapter 542 Xuanming
The rain of destruction enveloped the sanctuary.

Xie Xuanyi's mind split in two. One half of his mind manipulated the Dao Rain to destroy the remnants of the White Ghost's body, while the other half immersed itself in the Dao Stele.

"Is this the ultimate creation left behind by the Great Sage Bai Ze?"

The moment I touched the monument.

Xie Xuanyi felt a powerful force coming from him—

Information about Bai Ze's secret tomb poured into his divine sea!

A total of four secret halls, seventy-three secret chambers, and more than five hundred ancient formations surged forth like a tide.

It turns out that all the secrets and exhibits of this secret tomb were incorporated into the Daoist stele.

This pure white stele is the "core" of the Bai Ze Secret Mausoleum!
Therefore... the person who holds the Dao Refining Stele is considered the master of this secret tomb.

As the master, all it takes is a single thought.

The array patterns and mechanisms inside the tomb will then be activated!
The spiritual information surging from this stele was enormous; after touching the stele, Xie Xuanyi felt as if he couldn't "move his hand away."

His expression was solemn as he squinted at the stele.

Is this the final test for the secret tomb?

Touching the Dao Stele, coming into contact with the Great Dao... At this moment, he became the temporary master of the Secret Tomb, but to permanently control this authority, he needed to completely refine the Dao Stele.

He only has one chance.

Xie Xuanyi had a vague premonition that if he moved his hand now, he would no longer have the right to refine it.

Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath.

After obtaining the authority of the secret tomb's master, Xie Xuanyi's first action was to open the tomb's exit—

Thus, the giant gate that stood before the people of Da Chu came into being!
At this moment, he had no time to care about the Great Chu cultivators outside the Holy Hall. He opened the door and let Ye Zuzhou leave with his men.

After a while.

The group from Da Chu left, and the gates were closed.

Xie Xuanyi noticed that there was another person "lingering" in this secret tomb.

Qin Qianlian of Changshengzhai did not leave with Ye Zu, but instead found a huge void wall near the Holy Hall to sit down. As he expected, Qin Qianlian carried the Smoke Evil clone... After everyone left, Qin Qianlian no longer concealed it and directly summoned the Smoke Evil clone.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi glanced at the distance before looking away.

He was not worried that the smoke posed a threat to him.

At this moment, he was connected to the Dao stele and could not move, but he had already become the temporary master of this secret tomb.

Although Yan Xie's clone possessed the strength of the Yin God Realm, it was utterly unable to interfere with his comprehension of the Dao Stele—

But any evil spirit dares to step into the sanctuary.

The "sword energy barrier" at the entrance alone was enough to kill him several times over.

Qin Qianlian deliberately stayed here and chose to meet Yan Xie in the secret tomb, seemingly to resolve some "personal" disputes.

Xie Xuanyi never bothered with such matters.

He withdrew his divine sense and looked down at the body beneath him. The White Crane Immortal's physical body had been eroded to the point that only a skeleton remained, and the blood of the earth dragon had been burned away and dried up.

The White Demon has been completely annihilated under the torment of the "Path of Annihilation Rain".

He endured immense suffering and ultimately suffered a mental breakdown.

This is the retribution he deserves.

Seeing this, Xie Xuanyi completely stopped thinking and focused all his energy on the Dao stele in front of him.

……

……

chaos.

Chaos.

Xie Xuanyi focused his divine sense and landed in the space of the Dao Stele, where the surrounding area was filled with chaotic colors.

He could feel the immense power of his divine soul surging around him... This Dao stele indeed contained powerful creation; a considerable part of the reason he was able to successfully evolve the embryonic form of the "Great Dao of Annihilation" was the assistance of the Dao intent of this stele. It is said that the Great Sage Bai Ze was a man of great ambition and magnanimity, making many friends, traveling to famous mountains and rivers, visiting many dynasties and sects, and collecting many "Great Daos".

Xie Xuanyi sensed a familiar Dao realm aura within the Dao stele.

His own "path of destruction".

It was hidden within the chaos of the Dao Stele. Besides that…

There is also the aura of the "way of life"!

A thousand years ago, when the primordial energy had not yet been exhausted, there were far more cultivators who could comprehend the Great Dao than there are today.

Cultivators of the two paths of birth and death are extremely rare nowadays, but their numbers in that era must have been much greater...

"You finally came."

I don't know how long it took.

A dry, hoarse sigh echoed from the chaos.

Xie Xuanyi stopped and calmly looked at the end of the Dao Stele World. The chaos broke through like a thick fog, and a man in a black robe sat cross-legged in mid-air, slowly appearing in front of him.

The figure in black was shrouded in a thin mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

But one could vaguely see that the person's eyes were covered by a long black silk ribbon. The ribbon was extremely long, and after being tied around once, it was knotted at the back of the head and hung down along with the long hair.

As this figure appeared, an extremely powerful demonic aura permeated and enveloped the void!

"You are... Bai Ze's lingering spirit?"

Xie Xuanyi summoned his chronically ill self, his expression grave.

He could sense that the other party had no intention of killing him...

But seeing each other at this moment still made Xie Xuanyi's mind subconsciously tense up.

Within the Xuan Shui Cave Heaven, he had witnessed the divine senses of the Sword Palace's past sages. Hundreds of years had passed, and the divine senses of many Yang Shen Realm cultivators had become blurred, their remaining majesty extremely faint. Apart from the "First Lord," no other Sword Palace sage's divine sense pressure could compare to the person before him.

Thousands of years passed.

Is there still a divine spirit remaining within the stele of the secret mausoleum?
What a level of attainment this is!

This is absolutely beyond the realm of Yang Shen!

"Bai Ze..."

Upon hearing this voice, the man in black revealed a faint sense of melancholy on his face, which was shrouded in mist.

He smiled gently and said, "If there are no unforeseen circumstances, the 'Bai Ze' you mentioned is my master."

"...?!"

Xie Xuanyi was shaken to his core.

A thousand years have passed.

The man in black smiled with a hint of regret and said, "I wonder if you still remember my name... Xuanming?"

"..."

Xie Xuanyi stared at the man in black before him in disbelief.

The moment he heard the name Xuanming, he felt a profound shock.

The "end of the golden age" a thousand years ago far exceeded the records in history books and the imagination of the world.

Xie Xuanyi originally thought...

The divine remnant image before me, comparable to the original Lord, is Bai Ze himself.

Who would have thought that this was just Bai Ze's disciple!
If Xuanming has transcended the Yangshen realm...

What about Bai Ze, the Great Sage?
Hasn't this demon saint become the legendary "true immortal"?
Although black satin was wrapped around his eyes, Xuanming could still sense the changes in the young man's expression.

"It seems that some people still know me."

Xuanming smiled with relief. He looked up and murmured softly, "A thousand years have passed, and there are still people who remember me... That's wonderful."

Accompanied by the voice.

A strong wind suddenly arose.

The chaos in all directions was dispersed by the strong wind.

The earth revealed its true face; this was indeed the real "sanctuary".

The true sanctuary exists within the spiritual world of the pure white stele, boundless and vast—

Countless dead trees entangled and clung to the ground.

Ultimately, it stands tall and majestic in the distance, reaching for the sky.

(End of this chapter)