A master of comedy!

In the dead of night, the Purple Star shines brightly.

In a secret chamber, Zhou Sheng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze as deep as an ancient nebula, even suppressing the Vajra Flame Pattern.

"Congratulations, Sect Leader, on attaining the Eighth Tribulation Earth Immortal Realm!"

Beside him, the old man from Niushan's eyes lit up with joy, and he offered his congratulations.

At this moment, in his eyes, Zhou Sheng's face had not changed, yet it sometimes resembled a boy, sometimes a young man, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed like a middle-aged man or an old man...

That was the Daoist aura emanating from when he broke through. Although only a few strands escaped, it was enough to affect his primordial spirit.

Like ancient stars, boundless and ever-changing, yet also like new trees sprouting new life.

He seemed to be the sum total and the source of all time.

Zhou Sheng nodded. The Bifeng Tribulation was indeed extremely dangerous. He tried six times before finally figuring out the pattern and successfully overcoming it.

Even so, this time he was close to his limit. If he could not get through the sixth time, he would exhaust his magic power and would not be able to try a seventh time. He would really die.

As for the noise during the breakthrough, it was blocked by Senior Brother Niu Shan's formation.

"Junior Brother Yao... is dead."

As he said this, the old man from Niushan had a complicated expression and sighed, "News came back from Luoyang that at the hour of Chou tonight, a mysterious master disguised himself as General Li and launched a surprise attack. Jinse, Yuzhensheng and the others were no match for him. In the end, the mysterious master nailed him to a chair with a spear. After realizing that something was wrong, he fled in panic."

"Junior Brother's move was too ruthless and too risky; he treated himself as a sacrifice..."

Such an extreme and crazy plan, even risking one's own life, must have alarmed Old Man Niu Shan, but he must also admit that it was this game-changing move that allowed Zhou Sheng to escape the inevitable death tonight.

That mysterious expert actually possesses the cultivation level of the Eight Tribulation!

An Eighth Tribulation Earth Immortal came to assassinate you, taking advantage of your unconscious state during your tribulation. Given Zhou Sheng's current strength, it would be almost impossible for him to escape.

However, Yao Guangxiao took matters into his own hands, impersonating Zhou Sheng, and used his own life to avert this calamity.

In particular, the last sentence, "Congratulations, Heavenly Venerable, on achieving the Eight Tribulations Earthly Immortal Realm," directly frightened the mysterious expert into retreating immediately, not even daring to unleash a massacre to vent his anger.

“He did it.”

A ripple appeared in Zhou Sheng's eyes. In fact, the most difficult part of the whole plan was not being willing to risk his life, but how to impersonate Zhou Sheng without being exposed.

Otherwise, given Zhou Sheng's current prestige, finding a few people willing to die for him would be far too easy.

It should be noted that the assassin who came this time was an Eighth Tribulation Earth Immortal. It is not an easy task to deceive the eyes of such a supreme expert.

But Yao Guangxiao did it.

"But...why would he do that?"

Zhou Sheng still can't understand why Yao Guangxiao would suddenly be willing to sacrifice his life for him.

You must know that this person has a very high opinion of himself and has always regarded himself as a chess player who can stir up the world. How could he possibly risk his life to become a pawn this time?

"Perhaps... I understand what my junior brother was thinking now."

The old man from Niushan sighed, "My junior brother has always had a strong desire to surpass our master, and he never gave up until our master passed away."

"His master severed the dragon vein to ensure the eternal existence of the Great Xuan, so he joined the Dragon Flower Sect to search for the dragon vein, attempting to overthrow the Great Xuan in order to defeat his master."

"For so many years, he hadn't made much progress until... he met you."

"You possess several dragon veins and support the once-powerful Great Hua. He sees the key to breaking the deadlock in you. Helping you will allow him to defeat his master!"

After listening to the old man from Niushan, Zhou Sheng understood and finally realized Yao Guangxiao's motives.

This is a person who will stop at nothing to win, even to the point of madness.

"Sigh, even if I really win against Master, what good will it do? I'll lose my life. What's the point of everything?"

The old man from Niushan shook his head and sighed.

Zhou Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Senior brother underestimates Prime Minister Yao. He gambles with his life, but he doesn't risk it."

Old Man Niu Shan was taken aback.

The next moment, Zhou Sheng's figure gradually became transparent, as if he were wandering outside the world, slowly traveling upstream along the river of time. ...

"Congratulations, Celestial Venerable, on achieving... the Eighth Tribulation Earth Immortal Realm!"

Under the moonlight, as "Zhou Sheng" coughed up blood and frantically shouted out these words, the mysterious expert's expression changed drastically, and he immediately turned and left.

But the next moment, he was struck dumb, his pupils trembling violently.

A figure in a blue robe, upright and noble as the bright moon, stood in front of him, his long hair as black as ink and his temples slightly frosted, swaying gently in the evening breeze.

A pair of deep, golden dragon eyes were quietly watching him, and as the sun shone, it easily saw through his disguise.

"So it was you."

Zhou Sheng's voice was very soft, but it made Yan Jun, who had temporarily recovered his eighth tribulation cultivation, feel a sinking feeling in his heart and a nameless panic.

Because at this moment, he, with his eighth tribulation cultivation, actually... couldn't see through his opponent?
But Zhou Sheng revealed his true identity in one sentence.

"Very well, it's time to settle the score for the grudges from back then."

"Zhou Sheng, we are both Eighth Tribulation Earth Immortals, do you really think you've got me cornered?"

King Yama roared in fury, his eyes almost spitting fire upon seeing his enemy.

"If you really want to take action, then let the people of Luoyang be ravaged and reduced to ashes!"

He then said he would reveal his true form and bring disaster to the entire city of Luoyang, thus making Zhou Sheng hesitate to act rashly.

But Zhou Sheng simply shook his head.

The next moment, a great river appeared before Yama, vast and mighty, even more expansive than the Milky Way in the sky, crashing down on him with a thunderous roar.

This river is called—Time.

Yama began to age rapidly, and his incredibly vigorous life force faded visibly under the erosion of time.

"Ahhh!"

He roared repeatedly, revealing his true form, trying to stir up the river of time and escape.

However, when a river is a hundred feet tall, it rises a thousand feet; when a river is a thousand feet tall, it rises ten thousand feet, endlessly, without beginning or end.

Time is vast enough to encompass all things.

Occasionally, when you look up, you see huge waves crashing down and then crashing back down.

The flesh and blood began to rot, the primordial spirit began to decline, cracks appeared on the sturdy tortoise shell, and the Xuanwu patterns on it became blurred.

No matter how heroic or invincible you are, after a hundred generations, a thousand or ten thousand years, you will be nothing but a handful of dust, and who will remember you?

The deceased is like a husband who does not want to leave day or night.

With a crisp crack, the Xuan Turtle, filled with intense resentment and bitterness, was completely reduced to dust.

An all-powerful, eight-tribulation earth immortal died quietly in the passage of time.

Zhou Sheng, on the other hand, only had a strand of white hair at his temples.

A single strand of white hair is equivalent to the life of a top-tier Earth Immortal.

The entire process was uneventful, quiet, and eerie, without any dramatic events or grand gestures.

Because that river of time is invisible to others; it is the deepest secret of this world.

Zhou Sheng walked towards Yao Guangxiao, who was on the verge of death, but did not immediately treat him. He simply watched him quietly.

He saw a dragon vein resembling a mythical beast flowing through Yao Guangxiao's body, which protected Yao Guangxiao's heart meridian. Otherwise, he would have died long ago from the blow of an eighth-tribulation earth immortal.

"Prime Minister Yao, are you really not afraid of death?"

...(End of this chapter)