All Heavens: Becoming a Saint Begins in Deep Space

Aoki went to seek help, using every means at his disposal to collect various ancient artifacts and try different methods to prolong Old Chen's life under the pretext of incantations and ancient secret techniques.

"Is there any way to save Old Chen?" Wu Chenglin asked, leaning closer.

Wang Li immediately spoke up: "Qingmu consulted an old senior before, who said that various antiquities, such as golden bamboo slips from the pre-Qin period, could save lives."

Aoki also sighed, "Indeed, that senior once said that we do need all sorts of antiques."

On the Pamir Plateau, a small spaceship landed, and people got off to clean up the remains and various mecha artifacts.

Xia Qing, Mo Hai, and Chen Kai were all lying on stretchers covered with white sheets.

The Battle of Pamir ended, and one after another, cold warships swept across the sky, leaving this plateau.

Wang Li and the others escorted Old Chen back to Ancheng, by which time conventional medical treatments had become ineffective.

A group of skilled practitioners of traditional techniques arrived in Ancheng, intending to give Old Chen a final send-off.

In fact, some organizations from both the new stars and the old land were making preparations, sending representatives to Ancheng to attend Old Chen's funeral.

Everyone was sad, even Aoki had a sorrowful expression on his face.

"Old Chen, we have gone against the grain of the world. Looking at Old Chen lying there motionless, we have committed a grave offense to save you." Wang Li and Wang Xuan looked down at Old Chen, who was lying there motionless.

Relevant departments and various forces sent over old items, which were piled up in various rooms.

In order to clear themselves of any wrongdoing, Wang Xuan and Wang Li rarely met with Qingmu during this period.

When Wang Xuan saw what was written on the note, he was overjoyed.

"The wooden sword used by Lü Dongbin, and famous records in Taoist texts such as 'Baopuzi' and 'Yuhanfang'."

He couldn't resist any longer and found an opportunity to meet with Aoki to see for himself what kind of strange items they had.

Wang Li did not go over there, but instead found a quiet room. There were too many people and too many eyes in the manor. If he went out now, he would most likely be entangled by some old men of high status.

He doesn't want to get entangled with them at this stage.

Upon receiving the notification, Wang Xuan decided to take action that night.

Tell Wang Li to get ready.

At night, everyone went in one by one to pay their respects to Old Chen. As for how Wang Xuan and Wang Li would meet up, Aoki had already made arrangements.

In the hall, Old Chen slept soundly, surrounded by fresh flowers. He lay motionless on the bed, and various antiques, whether useful or not, were displayed in the room.

People entered the venue in an orderly fashion. Some wept, while others looked at Old Chen with concern. It was as if a memorial service had been held in advance for Old Chen.

Wang Xuan hesitated for a while before using a piece of charred bone that had been split open. It came from a small Taoist temple deep in the mountains, and its interior was golden, peaceful, and holy.

When Wang Xuan tried to squeeze out a crack to release the rich, mysterious energy, he found that he couldn't open it no matter what he did.

Finally, Wang Xuan looked at the black longsword next to Old Chen. This sword was definitely something special. He picked it up and used it. With a hiss, he cut a slit and a small cut in the black bone.

Instantly, a dense, mysterious substance surged forth. As Wang Li activated the Pre-Qin Root Technique, his inner vision opened. Standing amidst the dense, mysterious substance, Wang Li hesitated, looking at the inner vision so close at hand. If he remembered correctly, entering it would mean being attacked by a sword.

After much hesitation, Wang Li called out to Wang Xuan, "Brother, you'd better put your longsword aside before you go in."

"What?" Wang Xuan turned around and looked at Wang Li with a questioning expression.

Wang Li shook his head: "Never mind, just throw it away."

"Alright." Wang Xuan pondered for a moment and then placed the sword back in Old Chen's hand.

In the desolate land, within its inner realm, Wang Li still ventured into this place.

At the same time, he also saw a dazzling sword light pierce the sky and earth, and a peerless beauty stood in mid-air, holding a three-foot-long green sword, dressed in white like snow, appearing even more otherworldly in this desolate place.

The surroundings were silent and the interior was dark, with only the sky above being the only dazzling place.

The female sword immortal looked to be under twenty years old, even younger than Wang Li had imagined. Her appearance was ethereal, as if she were untouched by worldly affairs and detached from the world.

Suddenly, a blinding sword light slashed down. The female sword immortal attacked them indiscriminately, immediately increasing her power, one sword multiplying into two, two into three, and three into ten thousand swords.

A deluge of sword light swept over them, and all they could see was a vast expanse of sword light.

Fortunately, the internal energy was merely a remnant of the female sword immortal's spiritual power; otherwise, he would have been hacked to pieces long ago.

Even with such intense pain, Wang Li felt as if he were dying of ecstasy.

However, Wang Li did not forget the purpose of this trip. In the inner realm, their minds were clear, they cleared away all distractions, and they used the pre-Qin root method to fully draw in the mysterious substance.

Wang Li couldn't hold on any longer and planned to ask Lao Chen to draw fire, since the black sword was in Lao Chen's hands.

Whoosh!

Wang Li fled, leaving Wang Xuan alone in the interior, facing the overwhelming sword light.

Wang Li emerged, carrying a thick, mysterious silver aura. Behind him, the inner mist expanded, threatening to engulf him.

In the inner scene, the female sword immortal stands in mid-air, surrounded by a rain of feathered light. Various scenes appear behind her, and she resonates with them.

The intervention in reality was intensified, and a massive sword light struck Wang Xuan. He couldn't take it anymore and summoned a large amount of mysterious matter to burst out.

Seeing Wang Li standing outside, he wanted to guide Old Chen.

They rushed towards Old Chen together, and when they felt tired, they activated their root techniques to absorb the mysterious substance.

They rushed over and saw Old Chen's condition clearly. His internal organs were riddled with cracks, and there was faint lightning crackling in his chest. He would explode at the slightest instability.

"Old Chen, you've hidden yourself really well inside your internal organs. It took me quite a while to find you." Wang Li discovered Old Chen using his internal vision.

Wang Xuan also ran over.

Old Chen's mind was locked inside his internal organs; he dared not move for fear of being blown up.

In a daze, he seemed to see the Great King and the Little King walking towards him. They were far apart, and their bodies were blurry.

Then they approached and saw his spiritual realm clearly. The surrounding clouds and mist were truly a unique sight.

"Old Chen!" Wang Xuan called out in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, is that you, my lord?!" Old Chen was very excited, his mental state fluctuating. He said, "You have finally come. I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

Wang Xuan wanted to hit him after hearing this: "Old Chen, you're plotting against us like this."

"You must understand, an old man who loves old arts more than his own life, this is an obsession to the bone. If he can't see old arts revitalized in this life, then I will die with regrets. I am here just to wait for you." Wang Xuan was moved as he listened.

But he soon realized that the person in front of him was a veteran actor, and he became alert.

Wang Xuan then joined in the act: "Hey, do you know how much we paid to save you? To save you and to open the inner realm, we burned some of our life potential, signed an unspeakable contract, and endured the torment of the peerless sword immortal in exchange for a chance."

Wang Li rolled her eyes: "Alright, stop dawdling and hurry up and lead Old Chen inside."

Upon hearing this, Old Chen quickly cooperated and remained motionless.

"After you go in, remember to activate the Pre-Qin Root Technique. Time inside is limited, so you need to heal your injuries quickly and be prepared to be cleaved by the female sword immortal's sword," Wang Li said.

"Okay!" Although Old Chen had some doubts, he didn't ask any more questions, but he was already prepared.

Wang Li finally understood what Wang Xuan had felt before. They took Old Chen in together, but halfway there, Wang Li almost hallucinated from exhaustion.

Wang Li lay on the ground, panting heavily. He hadn't been this tired in the twenty years since he transmigrated.

Wang Xuan, standing to the side, was in no better shape. He activated the Pre-Qin Root Method to draw in mysterious substances, hoping to dispel his mental fatigue.

They realized that there wasn't much mysterious substance left in the surrounding area, so they had to calm down and, together with Wang Xuan, carried Old Chen. After a great deal of effort, they finally managed to drag Old Chen into the inner landscape.

"Old Chen, you'll have to call us patriarch from now on!" Wang Xuan gasped for breath; he was truly being tortured to death.