The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 164: Chaos in Beihai, the Secret Land of Immortality
The sun's calendar mark is nine zhang in circumference, and it is very ancient.

In the central area sits a human figure, whose life wheel is outlined and coincides with the smallest annual ring, full of endless mystery.

Each of the expanding growth rings is etched with endless divine patterns, recording many ancient secrets.

For ordinary people, studying celestial phenomena to know the seasons is called calendar system.

However, in the eyes of the ancient supreme beings, celestial phenomena are not only the present, but also the past and future of the universe. The calendar is a deduction of all changes, and even more so, a manifestation of their own Dao fruition.

Using the immortal Fusang tree as its vessel and the wheel of human life as its foundation, the Sun Emperor calculated the infinite with the finite, and thus obtained the profound Dao fruit of the Solar Calendar.

Ning Qing sat cross-legged amidst divine radiance, while the golden crow rose in the east from the Sendai, resonating with the sun throughout the ages.

Enlightenment!

Practice!

With a mind free of distractions, transcending self and external things, he continuously wandered and sublimated in the realm of Tao, silently comprehending the passage of time under the sun, and enhancing his inner strength.

And so, time flowed slowly like water. Ning Qing remained motionless like a rock, yet before him, the sun seemed to come alive. Streams of the sun's primordial holy power emerged and surged into his body, making his flesh appear as if it were cast from divine metal, radiant and dazzling.

Soon, he understood the mysteries of the solar calendar, which contained the secrets of immortals.

"It's actually the result of calculations about the path to immortality." Ning Qingyi looked surprised.

The secret etched on the solar calendar is the time when the path to immortality began throughout history; each ring of the calendar represents the beginning of a new path to immortality.

The humanoid figure drawn by the Holy Emperor contains two more rings besides the annual rings symbolizing the wheel of life, indicating that the path to immortality had already been opened twice before the arrival of the Primordial Era.

According to the Holy Emperor's calculations, one was at the end of the mythological era, and the one before that was most likely at the end of the legendary chaotic ancient era.

Outside the human form, there are seventeen rings of time. The most recent one is from the end of the Primordial Era. The next two rings are very close together. After Ning Qingyi's understanding and verification, they are very likely to refer to the path to immortality in the Big Dipper and the path to immortality on the Flying Immortal Star. After that, there is another great era's end, which should refer to the point when Ye Fan becomes an immortal in his ninth life.

"As expected of the Sun Saint Emperor, his achievements are truly extraordinary." Ning Qingyi showed admiration: "Among the Supreme Beings, many can do this, but very few can calculate the opening of the Immortal Path seventeen times like the Saint Emperor."

The path to immortality is a captivating one.

Countless celestial beings, ancient emperors, and great emperors have given up everything in order to become immortals, even losing their imperial heart, only to end up with nothing.

Only a few exceptional figures can see through this, seeking immortality only in this world. The Sun Emperor is one of them. He is not obsessed with extending his life to the next generation, but only seeks the mysteries of becoming an immortal in his own era in mythology.

Although the Solar Calendar was merely the result of the Solar Emperor's calculations of the path to immortality, it also provided inspiration for Ning Qingyi.

The Sun Emperor believed that people are like seeds, and cultivation is like taking root, sprouting, and growing into a towering tree.

The universe also has an end. Each change of era is like a new ring on a towering tree, which will also affect the small seed of a cultivator. After nineteen eras, perhaps the universe will no longer exist. If someone were to excavate the seed of the human body at that time, they would find that the wheel of life had not yet turned, and it was already nearing its limit.

"The idea of ​​using one's own body as a seed, the Holy Emperor's idea, to some extent, overlaps with that of the Desolate Emperor."

For Ning Qingyi, who is about to sever his Dao, supernatural powers, imperial scriptures, or treasures are all useless to him. On the contrary, the various speculations and even practices of extreme Dao figures regarding becoming immortals are the most valuable treasures.

The Azure Emperor's Immortal Transformation Domain Method, the Feathered Emperor's Holy Spirit Transformation Method, and the Sun Saint Emperor's Solar Calendar are all very inspiring.

For example, at this moment, faint traces have appeared in Ning Qingyi's dantian, centered on the spiritual spring.

"The Daoist essence in my dantian has undergone yet another change..."

He was overjoyed, feeling that his path had broadened considerably. At the same time, after mastering the solar calendar, a map naturally appeared in his mind, pointing to a legendary fairyland, Tang Valley...

Meanwhile, not long after he went into seclusion, news spread that he had killed the ninth prince of the Golden Crow Clan.

Without a doubt, this was a major earthquake that caused a huge uproar.

In this era, the Golden Crow clan is incredibly powerful, reaching its zenith. In particular, the ten princes are all outstanding individuals, kings among demons, each more terrifying than the last. How many of them could kill the Holy Lord?

Now that one of them has died, how could the remaining brothers possibly agree? People seem to have already foreseen the chaos that would ensue when all nine crows emerge and wreak havoc on the world.

Moreover, the father of the ten princes is a ruthless individual. In his youth, he dared to snatch the goddess of the King's Palace, and now his achievements are so great that no one knows how terrifying he is.

But the other side has an even greater background: the contemporary Lingbao Daoist, a disciple of a Quasi-Emperor, wielding a Quasi-Emperor weapon, whose fierce fighting power shattered the invincible hearts of even the most outstanding talents, who dared not contend with him.

Even if the Ninth Prince's brothers came to avenge him, and even if that old Golden Crow joined in, Ning Qingyi would probably wipe them all out!

Not to mention that he was not alone in Ziwei. Not long ago, he led many powerful forces of the human race to destroy the Duanmu lineage. The Changsheng Temple even surrendered, and the contemporary divine son, the Daoist Sanque, followed him.

Now, a conflict has broken out between the two sides, and no one knows how things will turn out.

"Lingbao Daozi, you've gone too far! Our Ninth Prince was merely visiting, yet he suffered such a cruel fate!" Soon, the Golden Crow Clan proclaimed to the world.

"How ridiculous! It was clearly you Golden Crows who secretly slaughtered us, the descendants of the Sun Saint Queen, which is why you angered the Daoist!" The Sun God Sect also stepped forward, and not only that, they also released footage of the Divine Child Yi Xi being murdered by the Sixth Prince and the Ninth Prince.

"Despicable and shameless! How dare they frame our crown prince!" The Golden Crow Clan members were furious. Those involved were unaware of the truth and naturally responded sharply, showing no intention of backing down.

However, as things have progressed to this point, everyone realizes that this is not just a matter between the Golden Crow Clan and Ning Qingyi, but also involves the descendants of the Holy Empress. If not handled properly, it could become the fuse for a war between the human and demon races.

This caused a great headache for many powerful forces, who felt that Ning Qingyi was a jinx, and wherever he went, trouble would follow.

For a time, the whole world was debating this matter, and it became the most heart-wrenching thing recently since the Duanmu lineage was wiped out.

Therefore, as soon as Ning Qing came out of the pass, he quickly learned the whole story.

"Daozi, what should we do next?" The Three-Missing Daoist completely regarded himself as a follower.

"How to do it? Isn't this a simple matter..." Ning Qingyi sneered: "Lu Ya of the Golden Crow Clan is on friendly terms with Duanmu Ming and even went after the son of the Sun God Cult. He is simply audacious and willful."

"Go, tell him what I said, and make him commit suicide to atone for his sins!"

After a moment of silence, the Three-Missing Taoist perfectly carried out Ning Qingyi's order, leaving Ying Chang dumbfounded.

"The Daoist Master said that Lu Ya should commit suicide to atone for his sins!"

When these words came from the Valley of the Sun God, not only the Golden Crow Clan, but even the human race fell silent.

"Isn't Daozi being a bit too radical...?" "As expected of the Daozi of Lingbao, he truly has the potential to become an emperor, hahaha!"

Faced with this statement that nearly ignited the situation, the Golden Crow Clan immediately retaliated.

"Lingbao Daozi, you are so arrogant and domineering! My Golden Crow Clan is not like Duanmu!"

"Do you think my Golden Crow clan has no one to rely on? Come and take it from me!"

"He really thinks he's some ancient emperor? How laughable!"

……

Inside the Sun God Mountain, Ning Qing remained calm upon hearing the public opinion, only instructing the Three Missing Daoist to send someone to deliver a second message.

"Yin Tiande, you deserved to die for swearing brotherhood with Duanmu Ming, but considering that you inherited the Dao lineage of my ancient star Laozi, I will spare you this time after you captured and killed Lu Ya."

In front of the Eight Views Palace at the Taiqing Scenic Area, Yin Tianzhi, the younger brother of Yin Tiande, listened to the words of the visitor with a livid face.

“My elder brother is still in seclusion. I will inform him when he emerges.” Yin Tianzhi suppressed his urge to slap the man in front of him to death and said, forcing down his anger.

"The Daoist Master said that if we don't see him within three months, or if we don't accomplish this, this opportunity will be lost." This disciple of the Changsheng Temple also knew how dangerous this matter was, so he hastily left after the meeting and immediately departed.

Soon, this conversation spread far and wide, leaving many people puzzled. They had personally witnessed Ning Qingyi's charisma and knew him to be a terrifying figure, seemingly both godlike and demonic. However, his recent words and actions had been utterly astonishing.

"What exactly is Lingbao Daozi trying to do?" In the Human King's Palace, the current Divine Son muttered to himself.

"Is he planning to make a move against Yin Tiande?" In the Guanghan Palace, Yi Qingwu, the most beautiful woman in the world, felt a chill run down her spine.

Clearly, everyone could sense that a storm was about to break, and even the Golden Crow Clan found it strange.

……

Inside the Sun God Mountain, Ning Qingyi gave some pointers to the cultivators of the Sun God Cult with great interest, observing the changing world with a detached eye.

"Thank you, Daoist Master." The disciple, now free from his doubts, withdrew with a face full of gratitude.

“Daozi, the three-month period is almost up, and there’s still no movement from Yin Tiande’s side,” said the Three-Missing Daoist.

"It's alright, it's just for the sake of future arrangements." Ning Qingyi said nonchalantly, "After the three-month period is over, I plan to march on the Fusang Divine Kingdom. You can stay here and guard it for me."

The Three-Missing Daoist nodded, then asked with a solemn expression, "However, Duanmu Taiyin still hasn't made a move. Daoist, please be careful."

Ning Qing frowned. There had been no news of this saint recently. He used the Lesser Destiny Technique to calculate again: "He already had little lifespan left. After that battle, he only had forty or fifty years left to live. If we drag this out any longer, time will only be on my side."

Seeing that Ning Qing was determined to succeed, the Three-Missing Daoist said no more: "Then I wish you a great victory."

Ning Qing waved his hand, rose from the palace, and walked into the depths of the Sun God Mountain.

This sacred mountain was once the number one sacred mountain in the Divine Continent. However, in a past battle, its dragon veins were shattered, and death energy surged. The deeper one goes, the more terrifying it becomes.

Occasionally, one can see one or two jet-black flowers, as if they grew in the underworld, which stir one's soul and make one want to fly into them involuntarily.

This is the Death Flower, which often grows in places like mass graves, where the yin energy is heaviest.

However, his recent explorations have made him realize that there are not many corpses left on the sacred mountain, and most of the ancient corpses he killed were not members of the Sun God Cult. Their clothing was ancient and varied in style, as if figures from various eras over hundreds of thousands of years had appeared together.

In the past, in order to extract the blood of the Sun God, the Underworld slaughtered the once-powerful Sun God Cult. Naturally, they would not have dumped the bodies here, but instead took away most of the descendants of the Sun Goddess to extract the divine blood.

Once the divine blood dries up, the corpse has no chance to revive. The ancient corpses in the sacred mountain must have come from somewhere else.

"Deep within the sacred mountain, there is likely a place connected to the underworld. These ancient corpses must have strayed here from the depths of the netherworld!"

The Underworld, one of the forbidden zones of life, is unlike the Primordial Ancient Mines, which wreak havoc only once every tens of thousands of years. It is extremely active, and rumors about it can be heard from time to time.

If it hadn't offended the Western Emperor and the Wushi family, it wouldn't have fallen into obscurity for tens of thousands of years and become a myth in this world.

This made Ning Qingyi extremely wary. After careful exploration, he made up his mind to unleash a great formation to completely seal the sacred mountain, which relieved everyone in the Sun God Sect.

Although the magic cultivated by the Sun God Cult is extremely powerful and yang, making it the best counter to these yin and evil spirits, the difference in cultivation level is too great, and occasional mischief can lead to a great disaster.

Meanwhile, when the three-month period ended, Ning Qingyi still hadn't received a positive response from Yin Tiande, only a few words from his brother: "Still in seclusion."

Ning Qingyi merely sneered and said no more. That very day, he set off for Beihai and sent a message out of Changsheng Temple.

The Fusang Divine Tree is located deep within the North Sea.

The news shocked the entire region, especially the Golden Crow Clan, who were overwhelmed with excitement, because the Fusang Divine Tree had always been a legend within the clan, and it was related to the clan's path to enlightenment!
When a fragment of a map was unearthed in an ancient ruin, it further convinced people that the news was true.

Beihai is a vast expanse of black, with surging, dark waves, a magnificent and boundless landscape.

Ning Qingyi easily breached an ancient cave dwelling and retrieved a branch from it. It was as if cast in gold, its color dazzling and radiant.

This scene was quickly spread by those with ulterior motives, attracting the attention of everyone in the world.

Numerous experts emerged simultaneously and all rushed towards the North Sea. Even though the Golden Crow Clan knew they would face Ning Qingyi, they disregarded the consequences and sent additional people to search for them.

The vast ocean stretched to the heavens, its black waves crashing high above, scattering the clouds with a deafening roar.

Dozens of golden crows soared across the sky, flying like streaks of divine rainbows.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a giant hand reached out from an island and crushed the group of golden crows on the spot, turning them into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only one survivor.

"Finally couldn't hold back anymore?" Ning Qingyi used her soul-searching technique to learn about everything that had happened recently.

Immediately afterwards, he transformed into a long rainbow and flew towards an island in the North Sea.

This is an important place for the Golden Crow clan, where many important figures gather, making it a suitable place for him to make his move.

(End of this chapter)