The End of the Immortal Path

Chapter 154 Then I Will Become the Light
December 6th.

Jiang Man looked at the gray and oppressive sky and stopped cultivating.

He sensed that the atmosphere around him had changed.

No matter how much you cultivate, you won't be able to cultivate anything.

Previously, it was twice as effective with half the effort, but now it's more like twice the effort for half the result.

The environment here has become completely dark, and you are being told to move forward.

So you can't stop even if you don't stop.

"Are you alright?" Ji Yifei asked curiously.

Logically speaking, Jiang Man should be feeling dejected and exhausted right now.

But why does he look so regretful yet so energetic?
Qin Yihan was even more puzzled, because what she knew from the ancient books was that the more one cultivated, the heavier one's heart would feel.

It was as if everything around him was surrounding him and pressing down on him.

It makes it difficult to breathe, affects cultivation, and makes it seem like nothing you do is right. Then you will stop cultivating, your spiritual energy will be chaotic, your mind will be uneasy, and you will feel mentally exhausted.

This is the normal behavior.

Can.
The person in front of me showed no signs of fatigue and looked around at the surroundings with a helpless expression.

How should I put it?
disappointment.

Similar to the disappointment that the evil god's methods are too short-lived.

Twenty days should be a very long time.

"Forget it, one shouldn't be too greedy," Jiang Man said.

Ji Yifei looked at Qin Yihan.

The latter rolled his eyes in annoyance.

It's as if to say, "Who are you mocking?"

It is indeed strange. One should not be too greedy. What kind of person could say such things in the realm of such an evil god?
Is he still human?
Jiang Man didn't pay any attention and continued walking.

He had a strange feeling.

It seemed as if I had become a different person.

This person stays up all night practicing and strives for improvement.

However, as the Foundation Establishment stage came to a perfect point and advancement was approaching, a sense of fatigue arose in the body, and the mind seemed to be shrouded in a fog.

At this moment, Jiang Man was walking through this fog.

It seems we are walking down the same path that person once walked.

Repression, pain.

But they still gritted their teeth and kept moving forward.

Not only him, but Zhuo Bufan was also drenched in sweat at this moment.

He felt as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to move.

But they still gritted their teeth and kept moving forward.

What kind of desperate moment is this?
"Why bother?" The woman beside her shook her head and said, "No matter how much you insist, the result will be the same in the end. Even if you stand still, you will still fall into the abyss."

"I want to see how one enters this abyss," Zhuo Bufan said.

"So what? In the end, your mind will be damaged, you will fall into the abyss, never see the sun, and you will be stuck at the Foundation Establishment stage for the rest of your life." The woman said calmly, "In the end, your family will send you to a secret realm like an ancient well to attract evil gods."

"Now that you have obtained a lot of resources from the family, you must also strive for certain benefits for the family in the end."

"Why does my cousin think I will fail?" Zhuo Bufan asked without turning his head.

At this moment, his body began to sway, and he seemed unable to walk.

This is because he has been cultivating for twenty days.

He did want to rest, but the thought that the third, fourth, and fifth place winners were all staying up all night to practice made him afraid to stop.

These people are crazy. This is a much more efficient way to achieve results. How could they possibly let them go?
Lin Qingshan, in particular, would chase after them with all his might.

Once he stops, his second-place position becomes precarious.

They all received guidance from Mr. Ji, and the differences between those who ranked higher are actually not that significant.

"Why did you fail?" The woman frowned slightly and said, "I thought you were quite smart, but now it seems you're a bit stubborn."

It's not that I think you'll fail.

"It has always been this way."

"A fellow disciple of mine once said something like, 'Is it true that it has always been this way?'" Zhuo Bufan asked softly.

The woman was silent for a moment before saying, "Then do you think you need to write a new answer?"

"That's impossible," Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said truthfully.

“If it cannot, then it has always been right,” the woman said calmly.

Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly but did not respond.

He knows in his heart whether it's right or wrong.

Moreover, someone will eventually come forward to prove it.

He didn't need to say anything more.

Zhuo Bufan's attitude made the woman frown.

She felt that the person in front of her was somewhat stubborn and inflexible.

but.
She was surprised that the other party was so persistent.

Especially as one progresses, those who stay up late the most can feel that oppressive feeling, as if there is an unreleased anger in their heart.

Ultimately, it remained weighed on his mind, making him feel heavy and unable to move forward.

Both body and mind will be sunk into the abyss, unable to see the light or the future.

Despair is the dominant theme for these people.

But Zhuo Bufan did not experience such despair.

It was as if there was a light in his heart, constantly supporting him.

"Sister," Zhuo Bufan suddenly spoke.

The woman frowned, wondering what the other person wanted to say.

But soon after, Zhuo Bufan asked, "Have you ever seen light?"

The woman is silent.

This question is absurd and there's no need to respond.

Zhuo Bufan didn't say anything more.

Keep going.

But soon, he saw endless darkness.

Wow!
He suddenly slipped, but quickly regained his balance.

At that moment, the stone rolled down from beside his feet.

Looking down, I realized I had unknowingly arrived at the edge of a cliff.

Ahead lay a bottomless abyss.

Behind
Zhuo Bufan turned around.

They discovered that darkness was rapidly engulfing their escape route.

Before long, he will be engulfed by darkness and eventually fall into the abyss.

This is the future that the hand in the darkness has arranged for him.

-

Outside the Grand Tournament Islands.

At this moment, the colorful auspicious clouds were extremely dazzling and kept hovering in the sky.

Those around had already noticed.

Even those who participate in major competitions are no exception.

However, they were attacked by numerous demonic beasts in the surrounding area, preventing them from getting close at will.

It is clear that evil forces came prepared.

Yan Yiqiu was held back by the two Golden Core cultivators at this moment.

She wielded the spirit sword in her hand, her body surging with sword intent.

The attack was swift and well-organized.

The powerful force kept crashing onto the surrounding sea, stirring up waves.

They've been fighting here for twenty days, and there's still no winner.

The main thing is that they fight for a while and then retreat to rest.

Both sides understood that the goal was to buy time, so as long as they did nothing, they would rest before fighting again, and fight before resting again.

Unless there is an opportunity to kill the opponent, this will continue indefinitely.

Yan Yiqiu was quite fortunate, as she had actually learned a lot during this course without even realizing it.

At first, she thought this was just an inner disciple, but now she realizes that this prodigy is probably more than just an inner disciple.

Especially since the other party remained seated at a high position, showing no signs of intending to make a move.

This made her increasingly believe that the other party was probably not a Golden Core cultivator.

Otherwise, why would he be so unconcerned about the evil god's methods?
Not only that, but they also sent students to gain experience.

It's likely that they'll step in at a crucial moment.

She also wanted to test the waters and see who was in the best position in the courtyard. The more she thought about it, the more at ease she felt.

However, An Zhirou didn't think so.

"You missed a great opportunity. If we had broken through this cloud within three days, perhaps they wouldn't have suffered so much."

"It's been twenty days now. They're probably tortured beyond recognition and have lost all will to advance," An Zhirou said regretfully. "Several dozen perfectly healthy people are going to be ruined here. It's a great loss for the Wuyun Sect."

At this moment, Yan Yiqiu slowly descended and stood on a tree branch.

Normally she wouldn't want to argue with the other party, but lately, the other party has been slandering her student.

It left her feeling resentful.

But she remained calm: "As a genius with ample experience, Fairy An, have you ever encountered any peerless geniuses during your years of cultivation?"

An Zhirou frowned slightly: "Peerless genius?"

She dragged her still-recovering body back and looked at Yan Yiqiu, saying, "I know what Mr. Yan wants to say, but the term 'peerless genius' is a bit vague and doesn't specify anything."

"I have seen many geniuses, the pride of heaven, and even read many documents and books related to evil gods. So far, no one has ever been able to successfully jump out of the dark abyss and enter the Golden Core stage after staying up all night to cultivate."

"Even if there is one, we must abandon the third method and use the first method to condense the golden core."

"Young people tend to be self-important and think they are different from others, so they do things that cannot be undone."

"I think we should be more careful, rather than indulging these young people who are prone to making mistakes for the sake of personal achievements."

Yan Yiqiu stared at the other person.

An Zhirou's meaning is quite clear.

It was her, the instructor, who deliberately made them stay up all night to practice for the sake of her reputation.

In the end, it harmed them.

After a pause, An Zhirou spoke again: "However, ordinary Golden Core cultivators cannot know about this kind of situation. They need to participate in very deep missions to have the opportunity to come into contact with it and thus understand the troubles caused by staying up all night."

"Furthermore, Foundation Establishment cultivators would never come to such places."

"Therefore, there is no situation where these foundation-building cultivators suffer double the mental and physical damage."

"Thus jeopardizing the future."

Yan Yiqiu remained silent for a moment.

There was no rebuttal.

Pointless.

Just wait for the results.

After all, this time, someone was leading the all-night cultivation practice, which is different from the usual situation.

In the central island.

Chen Yu frowned deeply.

I thought this method would only take three to five days, because the oppressive atmosphere would leave those people in the Seventh Hospital speechless.

But these people persisted for twenty days, trying to drain the power left by the evil god.

This was something he had never seen before.

Are these a group of students who have become possessed?

Left with no other choice, he could only accelerate their progress and guide them toward the abyss. Although the effect would be less, it would still be enough to plunge their minds into gloom, making it difficult for them to escape.

In the future, we can only strive to revive the immortals.

Everyone will have a bright future then.

-

In the realm of evil gods.

Zhuo Bufan stood before the abyss, silent.

He felt he would soon fall into it.

My cousin said the same thing; it will be difficult to form a core again in the future.

"Aren't you going to beg me? Maybe I can help you," the woman said.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said, "It's no use. If everything is as my cousin says, it's useless to beg. In the end, I'll only be looked down upon by my cousin."

Then they heard a sound.

A woman carrying a sword walked out of the mist. She looked tired, but her steps were steady, and there was no sense of loss or despair in her eyes.

"Third is third, that's so much slower." Zhuo Bufan said sarcastically.

"That means I've been cultivating for a long time," Zhao Yaoyao retorted, unconvinced.

"Then does that mean I've cultivated for a longer period?" Wei Beichuan appeared.

He was accompanied by people.

Successfully snagged a bargain.

However, Cao Cheng and his group appeared later: "Why is the fourth one not here, but the fifth one is? Doesn't that mean I'm in the top five?"

Then everyone came one by one, and they all greeted each other as soon as they arrived.

Everyone's vying for rankings.

When the last burly man entered, he asked in bewilderment, "I'm forty-nine? Who's last?"

"The fourth one didn't come." Wei Beichuan asked, puzzled.

At first, I thought he was stronger, but the fact that he was the last to finish alongside the first made me feel like the fourth one was getting stronger.

Everyone was on the edge of the cliff, but no one went down.

Then a weary figure crawled over.

Everyone was silent.

Lin Qingshan, who was lying on the ground, looked at the group of people on the edge of the cliff, smiled awkwardly, and explained: "I cultivated for a while longer and didn't want to waste this great opportunity, so I got greedy and was pressed down by the environmental pressure here so I can't stand up anymore."

Everyone fell silent again. Did that mean they had wasted their time?

However, they were indeed filled with the pressure of despair.

The woman standing next to Zhuo Bufan frowned.

There was a hint of resentment in their eyes; they had not yet given in.

She was puzzled.

She paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "Out of fifty people, forty-nine came. You're second. So who's first?"

The moment she finished speaking, a clear sound of footsteps approached from afar.

His steps were steady and leisurely, as if he were strolling in a back garden.

"coming."

At that moment, everyone in the Seventh Academy looked in the direction of the footsteps.

.

Jiang Man was walking on the dark road.

He felt everything here was pressing down on him, forcing him to move forward.

Qin Yihan couldn't help but ask, "Don't you really feel anything?"

"Yes," Jiang Man replied truthfully. "It feels like the fog is blocking my way, and no matter which way I go, it's just endless darkness."

"Like now."

Jiang Man stood on the cliff, looking down at the endless abyss below, and said, "For example, right now, all I can see is an endless abyss, and I'm about to fall into it."

"There will be no more light in this life, and the sun will never rise again."

Jiang Man paused for a moment and then said, "That's exactly the feeling."

At this moment, Jiang Man had already walked up to everyone, and was only one step away from the endless abyss.

It seemed he was about to fall into it.

Qin Yihan and the others also felt that Jiang Man had been faking it all along. He had been under immense pressure to save face, and now he could only fall into it.

However, before anyone could react, Jiang Man took a step forward.

Facing an endless abyss.

Qin Yihan and the others were shocked. Were they going to jump down directly?
Ji Yifei instinctively reached out to pull him.

And just when they all thought Jiang Man was about to fall into the abyss.

Jiang Man, however, stood suspended in mid-air, stepping on the void.

He turned back helplessly to the two people behind him who had reached out their hands and said, "Don't worry, you won't fall. You won't believe me no matter how much I tell you. The so-called fog and darkness are just a sign of a weak mind."

“Impossible. Even a genius with unwavering resolve cannot escape the darkness here,” Qin Yihan said, standing still.

Jiang Man smiled and said, "Then there's only one possibility: he's not a genius enough."

As he spoke, Jiang Man turned and took a step forward. Then his voice came over: "It's nothing serious. Use your eyes to see."

As he stepped down, a light slowly appeared on his body. At this moment, he felt the despair that existed in the darkness. It was the despair of a mind that had been working hard to cultivate all night. Jiang Man could feel the glory before forming the core, the fear of starting to form the core, and the despair of failing to form the core. He could feel it all because the other party was constantly putting it on him.

Resentment, humiliation, powerlessness, despair, darkness.

Sensing all of this, Jiang Man slightly raised his head, as if looking directly at him: "Since you have failed, hand everything over to me."

"There is no light in the abyss, so why can't I be the light?"
"Since the sun will never rise, then I can become your sun."

“The road is blocked, I’ll go first.”

"Failed to form a core? Then let me demonstrate how to form a core for you."

"My light will shine on everyone."

(End of this chapter)