Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

The old master was somewhat surprised and looked up at Mu An.

Even disregarding the possibility of merely surviving, his lifespan was only a little over three thousand years.

Although he did have some means to extend the time, the time he could extend was far from enough in the face of the ensuing changes.

Too many changes have occurred in the Nine Realms over the past ten years, with one person after another appearing that was not expected by the Old Celestial Master.

Based on the available information, the old celestial master made a prediction: the upcoming struggle would likely last for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

How could he possibly wait through such a long period of time?

Knowing that the Celestial Master was eager to seek the Dao, Mu An didn't keep him in suspense and directly told him some conclusions he had drawn over the years.

"In the distant past, an unprecedented upheaval occurred in the myriad realms and seas."

The cause, process, and outcome of the upheaval are all unknown. All that is known is that after the upheaval, the longevity substances in the Boundary Sea disappeared rapidly, and the lifespan of immortals was greatly reduced.

As time has progressed, the substances for longevity have been almost completely exhausted, and even immortals, true immortals, and mystical immortals can only live for three thousand years.

Before reaching the Golden Immortal realm, the improvement of one's cultivation level has a negligible impact on lifespan.

Only those special races nurtured by heaven and earth can have a relatively long lifespan.

In this context, there are essentially two ways to extend one's lifespan as much as possible.

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Listening to Mu An's account of lifespan, the old Celestial Master had a vague idea.

Their eyes met in the air, and a calm voice rang out beside the rocks.

"Either become a Golden Immortal yourself, or become an appendage of a Golden Immortal."

After ten breaths of silence, the old celestial master turned his gaze to the vast world below the Two Elements Immortal Island.

After surveying the Nine Realms from top to bottom, the Old Celestial Master looked at Mu An once again.

He understood that since Mu An chose to tell him these two paths, she must have made corresponding arrangements.

The best course of action right now is to give him a seemingly optional choice, but one that is actually already predetermined.

Just as the old master had thought, after giving the old master some time to adjust, Mu An analyzed the two paths.

"Over the years, I have also gained some understanding of the great beings in the myriad realms and seas."

Some of them are Golden Immortals themselves, possessing their own worlds, rising and falling in the Boundary Sea, witnessing the birth and death of all things.

The stronger the world they rule, and the more worlds they rule, the stronger they become.

Such powerful beings are extremely rare; the vast majority of them had already reached the Golden Immortal realm before the great changes in the Boundary Sea.

After the great changes in the Boundary Sea and the extinction of immortality, it is almost impossible to attain the Golden Immortal realm through normal cultivation.

The time left for cultivators is too short, too short to create a complete world; they can only find another way.

Even I, myself, had to rely on other things to speed up the flow of time in order to attain the Golden Immortal realm.

Against this backdrop, another type of strong person began to emerge in greater numbers.

They no longer create their own worlds, but instead attach themselves to powerful Golden Immortals and supreme beings who have attained the Dao Fruit. By cultivating the Great Dao that these powerful beings possess, they gain long lifespans.

They only cultivate one or two Great Daos, making them incomplete Golden Immortals; everything about them belongs to the beings they depend on.

However, if only strength and lifespan are considered, they are in no way inferior to ordinary Golden Immortals, and may even surpass them.

Hearing Mu An's words, the old Celestial Master murmured, "The Dao Fruit?"

Mu An continued to explain: "Different worlds have different understandings of the Dao Fruit, but their essence is to take a further step on the path of seeking the Dao and reach the realm where all paths converge and all heavens are one."

Or perhaps, the owner of the Dao Fruit is on the path of converging countless timelines, making himself the only true being.

As for whether they have become the only truth, I have no way of knowing.

As you have suspected, my situation is quite unique; I only have a vague concept of this realm myself.

The concept of the owner of the Dao Fruit made the old Celestial Master ponder, and after a long time, he murmured it aloud.

"If what you say is true, fellow Daoist, then I may also be just an illusion, a phantom of someone who has attained the Dao in countless timelines."

If that is truly the case, even if I were to rely on you, all my efforts would ultimately benefit someone else.

Moreover, compared to being subservient to others and having my fate controlled by them, I would rather take a gamble.

Even if death and annihilation are inevitable, I will have no regrets!

Mu An was not surprised by the old master's refusal.

Having manipulated the fate of all living beings and secretly ruled the Nine Realms for two thousand years, the Old Celestial Master could not possibly submit to him, nor could he possibly hand over his life's efforts to someone else.

Even if there really is such a "Taoist Ancestor" who wants to take away everything the Celestial Master has now, the Celestial Master will never compromise.

The old master will only make a final stand in his own way.

As it happened, Mu An also wanted to see just how far these magnificent beings who possessed Dao Fruits could go.

He wanted to see if a fully-fledged Golden Immortal had the right to say "no" to them.

Amidst the roaring sound of the waterfall, Mu An laughed out loud.

"Besides the Nine Realms, isn't there another world without a master?"

"What does this fellow Daoist mean?"

Mu An raised his hand and made a sweeping motion in the air, and a nine-layered world floating in the Boundary Sea came into view.

The nine-layered world projected on the map moved slowly in the Boundary Sea, its surface shrouded in a layer of dark demonic energy.

It was none other than the Nine Netherworld Abyss, which Mu An and the Old Celestial Master had once visited.

The old celestial master stared intently at the nine layers of the world in the sea of ​​boundaries, his eyes gleaming with golden light, while Mu An spoke softly.

"The master of the Nine Netherworld Demon Abyss has long since transcended the Dao, his main consciousness has become every living being in the Demon Abyss, and his body has become the Demon Abyss itself."

In other words, as long as all the demons in the Nine Nether Demon Abyss are wiped out, the Nine Nether Demon Abyss will become a world without a master.

Although refining the world requires some effort, the process is inevitably affected by the Nine Netherworld Demon Abyss.

But with your talent, Fellow Daoist Li, these shouldn't be any difficult tasks.

Under the excited gaze of the old Celestial Master, Mu An said, "I can help you seize the Nine Nether Demon Abyss, so that you, Fellow Daoist Li, can peacefully merge with the Dao in the Nine Nether Demon Abyss."

"Once you become a Golden Immortal, return to the Nine Realms and lend me a hand."

As he finished speaking, the golden light in the old master's eyes intensified.

The old man suddenly stood up from the stone chair and bowed deeply to Mu An.

"I am deeply grateful for your help, True Lord. Whatever your request, as long as it is within my power, I will do it without hesitation!"

"I have only one request."

"Please inform us, True Lord."

"Fellow Daoist Li can only be Fellow Daoist Li of the Nine Domains; his body must never be taken away by anyone. What I have given away, I do not wish for anyone to steal!"

……

Deep within the vast and boundless void, a nine-story pitch-black world is slowly moving forward.

Every moment, boundless demonic energy emanates from the dark world, permeating the tiny stars along its path.