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Chapter 548 Killing a True Immortal is Like Killing a Chicken (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

Upon hearing Wu Xian's suggestion, Liu Shen pondered for a moment, then shook her head and sighed:
"For the divine path, gathering the wisdom of all living beings is indeed not difficult, but my own spiritual will will also be affected, making it far less safe than your rune path. Unless I can create a similar path, it is worth a try."

"Does the divine way of this world also have such drawbacks...?"

Wu Xian frowned, thinking of the Shinto-style novels he had read in his previous life, and understood Liu Shen's concerns. He then offered some suggestions, such as separating Shinto from the original body and periodically purifying the beliefs of some believers.

Liu Shen listened attentively. She had tried some of Wu Xian's ideas before, and was quite interested in others, so she gradually became serious about them as well.

The conversation then unfolded, and Wu Xian shared with Liu Shen the various cultivation systems he had obtained from Yinglong Wu Xian of the Desolate Era world, hoping to inspire her and perhaps allow her to embark on the path of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor ahead of time, thus eliminating her need to worry about the Primordial Gate.

This debate lasted for several days and nights, causing numerous strange phenomena in the heavens and earth, and the spiritual energy within a thousand miles surged. The sound of the Great Dao resounded continuously. In addition to the people of Stone Village, many spirit beasts also stopped to listen, very quietly and devoutly.

Finally, on the morning of the thirteenth day, their debate came to an end, but both Liu Shen and Wu Xian felt that it was not enough, and they had obviously gained a lot.

In fact, the two had discussed the Dao several times in the past seven years, but at that time the gap between their cultivation levels was too great. Basically, Wu Xian asked questions and Liu Shen answered them. The inspiration and sparks that could be generated were naturally much less, far from the exhilarating experience of today.

This also proves that Wu Xian's understanding of the Great Dao is now not too far from that of Liu Shen, and if he were to be shameless, he could barely be called a fellow Daoist.

Liu Shen also noticed this, her gaze falling on Wu Xian, her expression becoming increasingly inscrutable.

"No matter how you look at it, you are only at the Venerable Realm and have not yet ignited the Divine Flame. However, you give me the feeling that you are more dangerous than many Supremes at the pinnacle of the Human Realm. Is this something you are deliberately hiding, or is it a special feature of the Dao of Runes?"

"Pretty much, a little bit of both."

Wu Xian gave an ambiguous answer.

Liu Shen gave him a deep look, then suddenly asked, "Wu Xian, are you confident you can deal with a True Immortal now?"

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes, but he understood Liu Shen's subtext.

Among the powerful figures who descended to the mortal realm this time, there is a high possibility that there will be beings at the level of true immortals.

However... in the original work, did any true immortals intervene during the great calamity?
After a moment's hesitation, Wu Xian responded.

"Right now, I'd say it's about 50/50."

"Just now?"

Liu Shen raised an eyebrow, understanding the implied meaning behind those four words.

"What happens after the beings from the upper realm descend?"

"It's hard to say, but if my plan succeeds..."

After a slight pause, Wu Xian grinned.

"Killing a True Immortal is as easy as killing a chicken!"

……

Time flies, and the days when we can't show off pass by in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, more than five months have passed since the end of the Battle of Twin Stones. During this period, the entire Eight Domains seemed to have fallen into a strange calm.

Aside from mortals, there were few disputes in the cultivation world anymore. All cultivators were engrossed in studying the Dao of Runes, and as a result, they broke through realm barriers one after another, causing a series of closed-door breakthroughs.

On that very day, a muffled sound suddenly rang out, and the entire Lower Realm began to tremble slightly. Then, the tremors gradually intensified, as if someone were recreating the world, and the world was about to come to an end.

"It's really here!"

In an instant, countless cultivators in the Eight Domains awoke from their seclusion, looked up at the sky with horrified expressions, for they saw the sky being torn apart, revealing a ghastly bloody light, like a wound in the heavens.

With a deafening boom, the Heavenly Rift shattered completely, showering down boundless divine light and a vast, terrifying aura that settled upon the hearts of countless beings. A large amount of laws from the upper realm dissipated, captured by countless cultivators. In the past, they would have been captivated by this, perhaps even experiencing a sudden enlightenment and profound understanding.

But now... it's alright. It's better to study the Way of Runes more, since those are the Eight Trigrams Runes derived from the original true explanation. They contain the complete Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and are no worse than those of the Upper Realm.

"clang--!!"

At this moment, a melodious bell rang out, resounding through the sky and spreading to every corner of the eight regions. No matter how large the region was, it could not escape its influence, as it was all swept away by the bell's waves.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, a large bell slowly descended, ancient and natural. With a gentle tremor, visible ripples spread out, sweeping across the boundless wilderness.

"How could it be?!"

In Stone Village, Shi Hao also ended his seclusion and looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky. The small tower hidden in his hair suddenly let out a strange cry, appearing quite shocked.

Shi Hao asked in confusion, "Do you recognize this clock?"

The little tower ignored him, because at that moment the sky trembled again, and another magical artifact crossed through space.

That broken magical artifact was pure white and translucent, as if carved from fine mutton-fat jade, and it emitted a chaotic aura, surrounded by layers of precious light, and had an ancient and simple Taoist charm flowing through it.

Most importantly, this magical artifact and the small pagoda are extremely similar in appearance. Although they only have two sections, they give the impression of being from the same source and originally one.

"Little Tower, I've met your brother."

Shi Hao called out.

"Shut up!"

The little tower let out a low shout, then concealed its aura. The light on its four sections disappeared, returning to normalcy, as if it were hiding itself.

However, Shi Hao, who had spent a long time with it, could sense that the little tower was trembling slightly, clearly indicating that it was somewhat angry.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the heavens and earth shook as if about to collapse, and another object descended from the spatial rift, filled with chaotic energy that sent chills down one's spine.

Without a doubt, this is yet another magical artifact, shaped like a disc, but severely damaged, with two-thirds missing. Only a small portion remains, shrouded in a hazy, chaotic mist, making it appear mysterious and unpredictable.

On the surface of its broken magical artifact, strange symbols are formed, swirling around it, as if they can turn the world upside down and make the sun, moon, stars, and all things enter the cycle of reincarnation.

"That's it!"

Shi Hao's eyelids twitched, and he felt that the artifact looked familiar again. Wasn't this the magic weapon that his younger brother Xian had snatched from the mysterious man in the Void God Realm half a year ago?

The fact that this magical artifact has reappeared now is clearly not because it is the fragment that Brother Xian is currently holding, but because it is another part that has actually descended from the upper realm and manifested here.

Just as he was thinking this, Shi Hao's pupils suddenly contracted, because he saw a very familiar young figure gradually emerge next to the broken plate, smiling as he reached out a hand to touch the plate that only had one-third of its original parts.

"presumptuous!!"

A deep, angry roar echoed from the void, and then the plate emanating chaotic energy trembled, emitting terrifying fluctuations, as if the heavens and earth were repeating themselves, pulling all things into the six realms of reincarnation, undergoing the changes of time, and swallowing up time itself.

however……

"Bring it to you!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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