Perfect Double Agent

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A figure sat cross-legged in the stone hall, with three Daoist flowers blooming on his head, each topped with a small figure sitting cross-legged on it. The first two were making hand seals, while the third old man had nothing in his hands.

He reached out and moved, causing the spacetime runes to be constantly rearranged and recombined, imprinted in the air, forming a profound combination that made the small tree below tremble, feeling itself growing old and frail.

Normal divine medicines, even if they don't grant immortality or the same age as heaven and earth, actually have an extremely long lifespan. But now, it feels that it is about to die. There are laws affecting its foundation, cutting it off from its very source, as if it were a blow from the will of heaven.

"If space and time are disordered, then the rules are unpredictable. I look out over the past, present, and future, with a past but no future. This is inherently imperfect, and therefore cannot be unified."

The night whispers, the youth's body holds the emptiness of eternity, the present body holds eternity, but what does the future body hold? Nothing at all.

What is the fruit of the path?

That is the fruit of the Tao. It is the fruit that comes from the integration of one's own Tao and Dharma after reaching a certain stage in one's own cultivation of the Tao. And supernatural powers are the manifestation of the Tao fruit.

It is an integral part of itself, just like reading a book a hundred times until its meaning becomes clear. Even something as mundane as chopping wood, if done for a long time, will eventually lead to a more efficient method.

He had previously deduced and supplemented the idea that all things are ultimately empty.

The emptiness of eternity is the loss of the past in an instant. Life is like a great dream that ends in nothingness. When you wake up, everything is lost. It is not just a reversal of time, but a manifestation of a supreme law.

The old man's body is a kind of opposite. Bai Ye pondered for a long time. Between his eyebrows, the Book of Time and Space made a rustling sound, flowing with an astonishing power of the origin of time and space.

The next instant, his primordial spirit vanished, carried by the Book of Time and Space. Under the blessing and protection of the great power of the Great Time and Space, he seemed to merge with time and space, heading downstream in the river of time.

He is experiencing it firsthand. Only through personal experience can one truly understand and have a deep impression of it; otherwise, all theories are just empty talk.

This is astonishing. The Celestial King can gaze into the long river of time, Wuzhong can act in the past and pull people from the future into a small, independent space-time, and he, with the characteristics of the Book of Time and Space, can traverse through time.

Although he had experienced it many times before, Bai Ye still felt it was novel and could clearly feel the unique sensation of breaking free from constraints and merging into a vast space-time.

He seemed to be a part of time and space, or as if he had traveled through countless eras in an instant, leaving behind the chaotic past and entering that magnificent era.

But this is not the end. Time flies by, and the great world goes from being magnificent to extremely prosperous, then to the Great Way going far away, forming the Dharma-ending Age, and finally disappearing.

An era has ended, and a new one is beginning. He cannot stay; he is more like a passerby, flowing with time to witness the mysteries of the future and the rise and fall of each era. The process is tedious and long, monotonous and lonely.

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"What a monster... He's been inside for almost a month now, what is he comprehending that makes the Immortal Palace tremble? If this continues, the palace will collapse... Is he trying to destroy my lair...?" The old tortoise arrived, glancing sideways at the distance.

On the other side, there was a large tree that emitted boundless auspicious light, weaving together waves of great Dao energy that enveloped the entire area, making it impossible to see what was inside.

"Stop talking, what if he shows up? You'll run away again..."

"He probably won't be able to get out at the crucial moment..." The old turtle chuckled, snorting loudly like a donkey.

But at that moment, the hall suddenly trembled, and a figure actually walked out, startling both the old tortoise and the girl on its back. The old tortoise even darted away and hid behind a large rock.

It took a moment before it dared to turn around and look.

It was vaguely visible that it was a ghostly figure, its whole body like dried meat, or a skeleton with only a layer of old skin left. Its eye sockets were sunken, and its eye sockets were like two black holes. Its nose revealed gray bones, and its mouth was wide open, completely devoid of flesh and skin.

His skeletal hand held a dim stone book, and he slowly lifted his feet, his steps unsteady. His body was tattered, and half of his body had even weathered away. He had no vitality, no spiritual power, and was acting as if it were the last bit of instinct.

However, there was an extremely strong and eerie aura about him, as if he had experienced an incredibly long time in an instant, with the passage of years and the destruction of time and space, as if he had crawled back from the end of countless eras of annihilation.

With a "bang," the corpse sat down on the ground, and its bones were faintly visible scattered all over the ground.

But he remained unmoved, put down the book in his hand, and instinctively began to form incantations.

His movements were very slow, taking forever to move, making one seriously wonder if he would fall apart completely at any moment.

Even the old tortoise's eyelids twitched as he watched, but he didn't disturb him. However, the traces left by the other party were too strange, as if the mysteries of space and time were wandering, and they even emitted a tiny bit of space-time fluctuations.

One day... two days... nine days!

For nine consecutive days, the old tortoise lost count of how many complex hand seals the mummified corpse had made, but at the moment they were finally combined into one, a powerful force flowed within it.

"boom!"

At this moment, the vast expanse of space and time resonated, as if countless shouts were being uttered, or as if supreme radiance was illuminating everything. Accompanied by wisps of chanting, tens of thousands of primordial spirit lights suddenly shone within that broken body, intertwining to form a primordial spirit.

At the same time, an indestructible mark like a flame appeared on his forehead, instantly igniting his entire body.

"Damn...no way...he actually came back to life?" The old tortoise cursed, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. Even the girl on top of him stared wide-eyed, unable to close her mouth for a long time.

"Time flies, eternity has passed, and when I return, countless eras have been destroyed, ancient history has turned to ashes, the world has changed beyond recognition... only I remain unchanged!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, the space itself seemed to explode, and a soft voice rang out, causing all things to change color. Heaven and earth were moved, and auspicious colors descended one after another.

Flames were burning, the body was recovering, the primordial spirit was returning to its place, and at the same time, there were four small figures above the man's head.

One is at the very top, transcending everything; three are lined up above, each forming a hand seal; between them, there is a shared energy flowing.

In the next instant, they were merging into one, not only into the Dharma, but also into the body, as if to form a single point and achieve the one true path.

"It's too early...we need to wait a little longer..."

Bai Ye whispered, his eyes filled with a sense of vicissitude. As if sensing something, he took back the four little figures sitting cross-legged on the Great Dao Flower, picked up the Book of Time and Space, and returned to the Immortal Palace.

"What exactly happened to this monster? Even the Immortal Palace couldn't protect him. If he died in those few days, wouldn't he be really dead?" The old tortoise was shocked and couldn't calm down at all.

Chapter 356 Three Bodies United

Time flies, the stone hall remains the same, but inside, rumbling sounds can be heard everywhere.

Amidst various strange phenomena, one could vaguely see a figure enveloped in towering flames, burning fiercely.

Every part of his body—limbs, head, torso—was emitting a brilliant white light, giving off an indescribable medicinal fragrance.

Upon closer inspection, however, one can discover that it is not only the flesh and blood that are burning, but also the more than two hundred bones throughout the body, like more than two hundred internal furnaces burning the bone marrow inside.

Human blood originates from bone marrow. When bone marrow is refined, the blood undergoes a transformation. During this process, when he was being refined by the old demon, he had already undergone a sublimation once, and all the blood in his body had become spacetime blood.

Today, he continues to elevate himself.

In the Immortal Ancient Era, there was a saying that the great medicines of the outside world are ultimately external things. Even if you take the elixir of immortality, it is still an external thing. You can use it, but you cannot truly change your fate.

However, harvesting one's own body's own elixir is different. It can truly defy fate and change one's destiny. The higher one's cultivation level, the higher the value of the elixir that can be harvested, and in the end, it can even rival the efficacy of the elixir of immortality.

After a long while, the commotion stopped. Bai Ye's body made a series of crackling sounds as he exhaled a heavy breath. His blood became even more crystalline and dreamlike, like streams of time and space.

But he did not leave the main hall; instead, he remained deep in thought, staring at the four streams of immortal energy within his body.

Immortal energy originates from the physical body and ultimately returns to it, breaking down to nourish it. This method exists within the Immortal Academy, and it is one step in utilizing immortal energy.

It can be decomposed in the Void Dao Realm or the Self-Severing Realm, so there is no immortal energy in the later great cultivators.

He originally intended to wait until he reached the Self-Severing Realm before disintegrating, but now, under his control, all three strands of immortal energy within his body shattered and transformed into countless strands of immortal light, like immortal particles, which seeped into his flesh and bones, nourishing his entire body.

Even that primordial energy subsequently shattered, transforming into a primordial force that dispersed among tens of thousands of portals, like soil, increasing the amount of primordial matter flowing out from there and making it even purer.

This is a long process. He is carefully nurturing his body and adjusting his condition to prepare for the upcoming promotion.

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More than two months have passed.

Inside the stone hall, a Taoist sat cross-legged, motionless, as if he had existed since time immemorial and would never perish, with an extremely rich aura of time flowing around him.

Above his head, there was a transparent river, like a small stream, on which sat three small figures: a boy at the beginning of the river, a young man in the center, and an old man at the end. The river was the common connection between the three.

Some say that space is an infinitely vast circle, and outside of it, there is another circle, a heaven beyond heaven, an infinite heaven, and no one knows how vast the void truly is.

Some say that time has a beginning and an end. In the Immortal Ancient Era, there was an Immortal King who comprehended the ultimate Dao of Time, but he still believed that his Dao had an "end" but no "beginning," and that it was flawed.

The beginning and the end cannot be the same; one is at the starting point, and the other is at the end point. If they are to be the same, they can only form a circle.

Unfortunately, time only flows downwards, not backwards. Therefore, if one wants to form a flawless path, one can choose another way: sit on the river of time, gazing at the past and present with one eye, and observing the future with the other, transcending the river alone, becoming the past, present, and future, a point of fusion between beginning and end.

A circle represents the highest position. Once you understand it, you transcend it. At that time, time cannot invade you, and the years cannot approach you. Where you stand, you can illuminate the past, present, and future.

Previously, he wanted to break through the Void Path and enter the Self-Slaying Realm. He could do it at an extremely fast speed. At that realm, he was still confident that he would be invincible. His solid foundation and continuous accumulation in the past gave him that ability.

But cutting off oneself doesn't really mean losing oneself. It means cutting off one's own obsessions, the shackles that bind oneself. It's a process of redefining oneself, understanding one's own path, and finally, firmly believing in one's own way, moving forward with a clear mind and courage.

This is what is often referred to as "cutting off one's own branches to illuminate the Way," just like a tree that wants to grow taller needs to prune away the excess side branches and leave only the main trunk.

The same applies to spiritual cultivation. The seven emotions and six desires, worldly thoughts and other worldly distractions are all considered to be a hindrance. Some people say that once worldly affairs are over, there will be no more attachments, and that is indeed the case.

Now, he has reached this level. Last time, he couldn't help but want to break through, because he broke through all the shackles when he was in the Void Path. It doesn't matter what he cuts. What matters is that he knows his own path and understands his own laws.

"boom!"

The stone palace trembled, and the three people in the river were merging together. As they drew closer, the seeds of supernatural powers in their hands were also merging.

It was a completely new change. The original runes and patterns of the supernatural powers collided and created ripples. Each expansion was like the creation of the world, and a higher level of profound mystery was emerging.

This process was dangerous. It was alright that the villains were connected to each other, but the fusion of the three abilities caused him to die multiple times, and he only recently gained confidence.

Time slowly passed, and the three figures merged into one, as did the three seeds.

Gradually, amidst Bai Ye's anticipation and tension, with a resounding boom, the three completely merged. Instantly, an incomparably dazzling beam of spacetime seemed to shoot straight into the sky, illuminating the world and the river of time.

This was an extreme anomaly. The little man was too bright, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the earth. Behind his head, there was a halo that seemed to be formed by the connection of the two ends of a river of time and space. Inside that halo, there was only darkness, like an infinite void.

At the same time, a completely new profound meaning gradually emerged in Bai Ye's mind: the transcendence of the law, the supreme Dao fruit.

Even his cultivation level broke through instantly. It was too powerful, unstoppable, and devastating. He didn't linger at the new level, but surged straight ahead, from the initial stage... to the peak of the initial stage... to the middle stage...

Meanwhile, outside the hall, the old tortoise stared blankly at the sky. It was a beam of light, so domineering that it pierced through the sky and shattered the colorful phenomena descending from the Great Dao. It was like an endless sword that would pierce through time and space, or a transcendent light that easily obliterated all obstacles.

"What has that monster done now...?"

The old tortoise was unaware, but the beam of light only lingered briefly before disappearing. Instead, a figure finally emerged from the palace that had been sealed off for more than three months.

"you……"

The old tortoise's legs suddenly gave way, and it collapsed to the ground. Its eyes widened in horror as it looked at the tall figure. At first glance, the figure seemed to be walking towards it, yet it appeared to have crossed the barrier between past and present, returning from the past.

Looking again, the other person seemed to be standing in the future, looking at it from afar. But after rubbing its eyes hard, it realized that the man had always been there.

He wore a robe that resonated with the sounds of ten thousand paths, and a dreamlike, transparent halo grew behind his head, like a small river of time and space flowing autonomously, endlessly, and circulating, radiating light and rain, and surging with the sound of rumbling water. Just hearing its sound was enough to make people tremble from the depths of their souls.

It was too transcendent, exuding an aura of authority without anger, so noble that even the old tortoise felt ashamed and only dared to steal a glance, until the other took a step and soared straight into the sky.

"Hmm..." The girl and the old tortoise looked up at the same time. Whether it was an illusion or not, an endless sea of ​​lightning appeared in the sky in an instant, and deep within it, a slaying platform was floating.

Chapter 357 A Strange Strange Attack