The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 168: The Myth Reappears
Above Tang Valley, two figures faced each other from afar.

The branches of the Fusang Divine Tree were still swaying, and with each sway, the sacred power of the sun surged, like a golden ocean sweeping across the sky.

Those vying for the opportunity immediately suffered, with many cultivators being set ablaze by the Fusang Divine Tree and burned to ashes. Only the experts from the great sects, relying on their sacred artifacts, managed to escape.

"We were so close to breaching that great hall!"

"Ancient scriptures, sacred artifacts... I am not reconciled!"

One cultivator gritted his teeth and rushed in again, but the Fusang Divine Tree, awakened by the power of the Taiyin Divine Power, merely shook its golden leaves and pierced through his head, shattering the Immortal Platform.

This scene calmed everyone down, making them realize they would have to wait a while longer, and they turned their attention to the two people in the distance.

“Duanmu Taiyin, he still came to kill us. A Saint! Lingbao Daozi is in trouble…” A cultivator’s eyes flickered as he lowered his voice.

"The Golden Crow Clan seems to really be plotting to seize the Holy Emperor's bloodline; they've actually joined forces with him." Someone said indignantly, having completely seen through the Golden Crow Clan's intentions.

"I wonder if Lingbao Daozi can hold on. The saints of various sects must have already received the news." The female cultivator from Guanghanque crushed the jade talisman in her hand and sent out the message.

In the sky, Duanmu Taiyin coldly stared at Ning Qingyi.

"boom!"

Its divine might was overwhelming, transforming into a storm in the sky. Every gust of wind could tear open a black hole, terrifying beyond measure, causing all living beings to tremble.

"Do you think you can hold out until they arrive?" The decaying voice of the Ancient Saint of Taiyin was filled with killing intent, and his holy might surged like a vast ocean, terrifying everyone present.

"Oh no!" Everyone present changed color, knowing that this saint was probably going to kill Ning Qingyi here at any cost.

Ning Qingyi remained silent, the Primordial Azure Pagoda hovering above his head, radiating imperial might.

"That's right. With a quasi-Emperor weapon protecting him, the Ancient Saint of Taiyin might not be able to kill him quickly."

"You really think you can dominate the world just because you have a quasi-Emperor weapon! No matter how powerful a weapon is, it won't unleash its true power when it falls into the hands of ants!" Duanmu Taiyin sneered. "If you want to kill me with a weapon, even an Emperor weapon won't work. Bring me a Celestial Artifact!"

The ancient sage roared, his holy might sweeping across the heavens and earth, instantly shaking the Valley of Tang. He used the laws of heaven and earth to his advantage, his killing aura destroying the world.

He formed a divine seal with both hands, preparing to use the Human Emperor's forbidden killing move, leaving Ning Qingyi no chance whatsoever.

Everyone was terrified and scattered like birds and beasts, for when a sage sets aside all else and makes up his mind to kill, it will surely make all living beings tremble.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came, and strands of world-shaking energy vibrated out from Ning Qingyi's body. Countless rays of light shot up into the sky, shattering the Saint's Domain and imprisoning all the Dao.

The North Sea was in turmoil, and the Purple Palace trembled. Everyone was shocked and stared blankly as the light above Ning Qingyi's head outlined the shape of a nine-story pagoda, with wisps of immortal energy emanating from it.

"What kind of 'weapon' is this! Just the aura alone makes me feel like even a sacred weapon is about to shatter."

"An imperial weapon! Could it be an imperial weapon! Could it be that the Spirit Treasure Daoist really possesses an imperial weapon?!"

"No, Lingbao Tianzun's ultimate imperial weapon is a divine diagram and four killing swords. This is... the Desolate Tower."

Someone uttered these words with trembling hands; he recognized the origin of the ancient tower and was filled with disbelief.

There are three very special artifacts in this world: the Green Cauldron, the Immortal Bell, and the Desolate Tower. Each one is more ancient than the last, and they are the most mysterious and terrifying, with legends circulating in many ancient star regions.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! You couldn't possibly have a celestial artifact. Yes, it must be the forbidden artifact that the Ancient Celestial Venerable imitated from the Desolate Tower..." Duanmu Taiyin's voice trembled. He couldn't believe it and stared intently at Ning Qingyi's Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm, as if he could see a mottled ancient bronze tower standing on a divine land.

"Didn't you tell me to retrieve a celestial artifact to kill you, you old dog?" Ning Qingyi's voice was calm, as if he were saying something insignificant.

Duanmu Taiyin's expression was uncertain, and he clenched his fists. He knew that not only would he fail to kill Ning Qingyi today, but he himself would also be in danger.

"But don't worry, you're not worthy to witness the divine power of a celestial artifact." Ning Qingyi stopped summoning celestial power, dissipated the radiance, and said calmly, "I will kill you with my own hands, you old dog."

"boom!"

Ning Qing launched a punch, pushing his invincible golden body to its limit and unleashing the Buddhist fist intent of "life and death reincarnation".

Reincarnation!

Reincarnation!

Reincarnation!

The fist intent formed a large gray millstone, which he kept pushing forward, causing the void to explode and chaos to overflow, as if he wanted to dominate the life and death of all living beings, to let heaven and earth be reborn from destruction, and to completely take control of eternity!

Duanmu Taiyin retaliated, forming the Taiyin Divine Seal and unleashing a devastating attack.

The terrifying Yin mist dissolved everything, even Ning Qingyi's fist intent, leaving his hands covered in blood and his bones exposed, causing him terrible damage.

The extreme Yin energy spread and eroded his physical body. Fortunately, his abdomen shone brightly, and the sound of chanting emanated, guiding the Yin energy into his dantian, where it was rapidly transformed and disintegrated.

"You hesitated..." Ning Qingyi sneered. He used the "Zhe" character secret to heal his injuries, and strands of vitality spread out, making his precious body perfect and flawless.

It was obvious that Duanmu Taiyin was wary of the "artifact" that Ning Qingyi possessed, which was suspected to be the Desolate Tower, and therefore dared not go all out.

Duanmu Taiyin's face was so gloomy it could drip water, and she stared intently at him, trying to see through Ning Qingyi's true intentions.

"Again! Kill!"

Ning Qing shouted, "The Secret of the Character 'Xing', the Namo Fist, the Primordial Boundary-Stabilizing Divine Light..." In a short while, he displayed various secret techniques, raising his combat power to its peak.

Duanmu Taiyin remained silent, her Taiyin power surging forth, her holy power shattering the void, and chaotic energy permeating the air, constantly neutralizing Ning Qingyi's attacks. At the same time, she secretly used a secret technique to kill him silently.

"Click"

Ning Qing was sent flying backwards. The Taiyin energy within his body was activated, shattering his golden body and causing his blood to splatter across the sky.

Duanmu Taiyin was also in a bad situation. Ning Qingyi's Golden Body Technique was truly terrifying. If the laws of the Holy Path were disturbed, it could even break through his Holy Body.

The two fought fiercely, causing the North Sea to boil, the Valley of Tang to collapse, and holy blood to permeate the void. For a moment, the two sides seemed to be evenly matched!
"My God, what am I seeing? A great battle between ancient sages is taking place on the second level of the Sendai Heaven! Ancient sages are bleeding!" Everyone was dumbfounded. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that such a thing could happen.

“Wrong. Duanmu Ancient Saint had too many concerns, which is why the battle ended like this.” Someone calmly said. “It’s impossible to sever the Dao and defeat a half-saint, let alone a Saint Lord defeating an ancient sage.” Someone else was equally clear-headed and saw the outcome of this battle.

The realms of "Slaying the Dao" and "Saint" are very special. They cannot be simply regarded as a cultivator advancing two major realms, but rather as a complete transformation, a world apart.

To defeat a Dao King while at the Saint Lord level is a true prodigy, and only a fraction of the future legends have the potential to achieve this.

To defeat a half-saint with the power of the Dao-Slaying Realm is beyond the reach of human beings; it is a realm exclusively belonging to the ancient emperors.

The barrier of sages is an insurmountable chasm, a myth that cannot be broken. It sends all those capable of fighting across ranks back to square one, suppressing them to the point of ineffectiveness. Even possessing "several forbidden techniques" is useless.

"Unless one becomes a Holy Lord and steps into the forbidden realm of gods, there is only a sliver of hope to break through the barrier of the Holy Domain and possibly remain undefeated." Someone sighed, yet in his voice was an expectation that he himself was unaware of.

Can he do it?
These five words echoed in everyone's minds. They stared intently at the two battling in the air, knowing that no matter the outcome, this was a battle that would go down in history.

"hateful!"

Duanmu Taiyin roared. He felt the gazes of the onlookers. Even though the heart of a sage had gone through countless tribulations, he was still restless.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an extremely yin and gentle, incomparably dark power struck. A huge black hand seemed to emerge from a cosmic black hole, with eight primordial emperor characters flickering around it. It was incredibly powerful and terrifying. With a single palm strike, everything in the ten directions was annihilated, and nothing remained.

"Eight Characters Pure Yin Hand!"

This is a secret technique recorded in the forbidden chapters of the Taiyin Ancient Scripture. Only those who fully understand the true meaning of the Emperor's Scripture can use it, because these eight characters reveal the essence of the Emperor's Scripture!
"brush!"

Ning Qingyi secretly fled far away using the word "xing" (行), not daring to accept the offer.

Even if the invincible golden body gradually adapts to the Taiyin Holy Power through continuous battles, if it is hit by this strike, the golden body will perish on the spot, leaving only the primordial spirit.

"As expected of the Taiyin Body, you are indeed naturally compatible with the Taiyin True Scripture. You actually managed to comprehend eight Emperor characters. I underestimated you." Ning Qingyi was somewhat surprised.

This ancient scripture contains hundreds of imperial characters, but only nine of them are supreme imperial characters. Without instruction, to comprehend them independently requires an extremely profound understanding of the scripture. Even though Duanmu Taiyin possesses the Taiyin Body, she is not even a Great Sage; her talent and ability should at most allow her to comprehend five or six, not eight.

Duanmu Taiyin laughed in anger: "Indeed, I have disgraced the word 'sage' if I cannot kill you in an instant."

“You’re wrong. You should feel more honored than ashamed.” Ning Qing walked step by step, the five secret realms resonating and glowing, like an immortal god, his aura rising to an unbelievable level: “Because you will become a supporting character in the immortal myth. Even after ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, a million years, people will still remember today.”

"brush!"

He seemed to descend from the heavens, displaying incredible speed, and arrived in front of Duanmu Taiyin. He then unleashed a pure Yin hand strike, surrounded by nine Emperor characters, leaving Duanmu Taiyin in disbelief.

Ning Qingyi flicked his wrist, unleashing a forbidden secret technique of unparalleled power, even more astonishing than the ancient saints. With a thunderous boom, he sent Duanmu Taiyin flying, shattering her saintly body and sending saintly blood flying everywhere.

This scene left everyone petrified, too afraid to move, all silent, their bodies frozen as if by the power of Yin, a deathly stillness.

Ning Qingyi's robes fluttered, making her appear like a true immortal descending to earth, as she calmly gazed at Duanmu Taiyin.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Duanmu Taiyin repaired his holy body and charged forward. He couldn't understand what had just happened, how the guy in front of him had suddenly become so powerful.

The Taiyin Divine Seal reappeared, emanating a terrifying aura that suppressed the heavens, as if hell itself was spinning, spreading the most powerful holy might.

"boom!"

Duanmu Taiyin charged in with her seal, shattering the void and splitting the North Sea. The entire world resonated with her, as if the heavens and earth were being created.

"brush!"

Ning Qingyi's lightning speed surpassed time, breaking through to Duanmu Taiyin's front. He also used the Taiyin Seal, arriving first despite being behind, and directly neutralized Duanmu Taiyin's right hand holding the seal.

"puff!"

Two streams of Yin energy erupted in the void. Duanmu Taiyin bled profusely, half of his body was injured, while Ning Qingyi left early. His speed was too fast, like a white horse flashing past a crack, he came suddenly and left gracefully.

People were at a loss, as it was completely different from what they had expected. Even if Ning Qingyi was so amazing that she could defy the heavens, she shouldn't be able to move around so freely.

However, when reality was laid bare before them, everyone realized that Duanmu Taiyin had fallen into a disadvantageous position, the outcome had been reversed, and it was utterly unbelievable.

Duanmu Taiyin struggled to repair his sacred body. He was already very old, and now, after suffering repeated injuries, his condition was even worse. But compared to the injuries to his physical body, it was his Dao heart that was truly wounded.

He was somewhat frightened, his lips trembling: "Why?"

"You understand." Ning Qingyi's voice was like a hammer blow, striking straight into his heart.

Silence fell over the heavens and earth. Finally, an observer whispered, "Only divine prohibition can break through the barrier of the sacred realm and recreate the ancient myth."

The Divine Forbidden Zone is a forbidden area. Countless geniuses exist in the world, but only those with true imperial potential can touch it. Only figures of the first caliber of ancient emperors can reside there permanently. In the pre-event deductions, everyone has concluded that only the Divine Forbidden Zone can remain invincible.

However, even when it was actually revealed, not many people were willing to believe it.

Because it is a permanent residence in the Divine Forbidden Zone, even ancient emperors usually only achieved this after stepping into the realm of sages or even quasi-emperors. Now, a mere cultivator who has not even severed the Dao has achieved this, breaking the norm and causing the Dao hearts of everyone who is aware of it to crumble.

Duanmu Taiyin trembled uncontrollably and roared, "I don't believe it! It's impossible for anyone to do this! You must have used some kind of forbidden power!"

He could only console himself with this thought; otherwise, intercepting Ning Qingyi would have been a joke. Not only that, he would have become a clown, forever nailed to the annals of cultivation history.

"Then try killing me." Ning Qing took a step, and the "Xing" secret technique in his hands had reached its peak, faintly giving birth to the light of time.

"Then let the strongest of me kill you!" Duanmu Taiyin roared to the sky: "Burn my body, sacrifice my spirit, and reclaim the fruits of the past!"

At that moment, he no longer looked forward to the future; he only thought about killing the young man in front of him.

Holy blood and divine soul began to burn together, and the fluctuations of a Saint King level appeared in the mortal world. He rose back to his strongest state, and his whole body was glowing, no longer covered in dust.

His white hair turned black, and his hunched body became upright. Even though he was a notorious villain, everyone had to admit that he was now very heroic and had an extraordinary aura. He must have been an exceptionally talented person in his younger days.

Otherwise, the Taiyin Divine Sect would not have valued it, passing down its immortal scriptures, which would have led to this great disaster.

"Ah, time..."

(End of this chapter)