Chapter 108 No Way to Compete Again

The desolate starry sky, the dim hall.

Bang~

At the end of the chain that stretched from many life-bearing stars to the throne in the hall, a drop of blood-crystal fell onto the hall forged from divine iron, making a sound like muffled thunder.

The sound startled Yu Du, who had been standing and watching for a long time.

"Invincible..."

Yu Du's gaze flickered, but his expression was still somewhat dazed, muttering repeatedly, "Invincible..."

The starry sky was distant, and even a Supreme could hardly cross it in one step, but he had his own means to observe the battle in Huang Ji and the Bagua Furnace in the Star Sea.

Old Devil Blood Spring had been defeated...

In the past millennium, Blood Spring had roamed the Star Sea, destroying many major forces, including Eternal Ancestral Star. Naturally, he had also clashed with the Gate of Eternal Life.

The seven gods of Eternal Life, including him, were no match for this person. If the Sect Master hadn't intervened, some of the seven of them would have fallen.

His strength undoubtedly far surpassed that of King Yuanyang a thousand years ago.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered that Old Devil Blood Spring might fall into the hands of King Yuanyang, but he never expected it to be so easy, so decisive.

Did he even make a move?

Even an existence like Yu Du was a little dazed at this moment, as if King Yuanyang had only breathed once, and Blood Spring had taken the initiative to offer himself up to die.

Boom!

On one side of the starry sky, a star shattered.

A rainbow light pierced through the desolate night sky, arriving in an instant and landing in front of the hall, its tone urgent: "Yu Du!"

"I saw it all."

Yu Du regained his senses, and the aura that had fallen for a moment rose again: "Old Devil Blood Spring has been defeated, and I'm afraid there's no chance for him to turn things around."

Yang Shen nodded woodenly, unable to describe his mood at this moment.

A thousand years ago, he was killed by King Yuanyang. If he hadn't had a substitute and the Gate Master of Eternal Life hadn't used great divine powers to revive him, he would have truly died.

For a thousand years, he hadn't forgotten the hatred of being killed for even a day, but he hadn't expected...

Yu Du had no interest in talking. He turned his gaze and said, "Go see the Sect Master."

"No need to look for me, I'm already here."

Before the two could leave, a deep light flickered from the desolate starry sky outside the hall, and the Gate Master of Eternal Life, surrounded by divine light, appeared.

Seeing the Gate Master of Eternal Life, the two were shocked. They stepped forward to salute and asked, "You have left seclusion, has your divine power been completed?"

"Not yet."

The Gate Master of Eternal Life spoke softly: "The injuries left by Guang Long are too severe. I have only recovered a little. Being able to manifest myself is already difficult. The divine power is still some time away from completion."

"Then you?"

Yang Shen was somewhat suspicious: "Could it be that you were also thinking of taking action before?"

"Blood Spring is destined to die, but I won't play along with him."

The Gate Master of Eternal Life shook his head:

"That old devil's origins are strange. He's definitely not a divine thought, otherwise, he wouldn't be unable to sense the changes in the 'Heavenly Heart,' leading him to his death."

"What?!"

The words 'Heavenly Heart' seemed to possess divine power. Hearing these two words, Yu Du and the other's expressions changed, and their bodies trembled slightly, almost losing control of their qi and blood.

This showed how shocked they were.

Cultivation under heaven has remained unchanged from ancient times to the present. Even though there are nine realms, there is still a limit.

In terms of the nine realms, Tongtian (Reaching the Heavens) is the end, and the Supreme is also the Tongtian realm!

And the Heavenly Heart is the key that distinguishes a Supreme from a King-Sealing powerhouse!

Reversing and seizing the Heavenly Heart is what makes a Supreme!

"When one person attains the Dao, the Dao's essence will take at least thirty thousand years to dissipate. Guang Long has only disappeared for over twenty thousand years, and his Dao still permeates the heavens and earth, invisibly suppressing future generations..."

Under the shroud of divine light, the Gate Master of Eternal Life's face changed: "But before, I sensed a change in the Heavenly Heart. This means that someone has touched the Heavenly Heart..."

What did it mean to touch the Heavenly Heart?

In today's world, Huang Ji, the Star Sea, and even many secret realms and strange places, who has the qualifications to touch the Heavenly Heart?

This was not a question; everyone had an answer in their hearts.

"You, you mean..."

Yang Shen's voice was somewhat hoarse, and a hint of despair even rose in his heart: "Has this great era already ended before it has truly arrived?"

Apart from the brief flash of heavenly change in ancient times when Guang Long attained the Dao, no one has attained the Dao in the millions of years since the Middle Ages.

Countless generations of cultivators, countless geniuses, are all waiting for the arrival of the great era to experience the mysteries of the Supreme Realm.

But before everything has even begun, is it about to end?

"No, there is still a chance."

The one who spoke was Yu Du.

The red-haired youth's long hair rose, and beneath the messy strands, his eyes were as sharp as knives: "Guang Long's Dao essence has not dissipated. He cannot attain the Dao. We have not lost yet!"

Unwilling!

Yu Du's heart was filled with unwillingness.

Unlike Yang Shen and Blood Shen, he had actively joined the Gate Master of Eternal Life, not for cultivation, but for self-sealing.

He self-sealed himself for years, waiting for the final battle of the great era.

For this, he had paid too much and waited too long. If it was about to end before it even started, he would never be willing!

"Is there still a chance? Many years ago, I paid a great price to briefly revive my main body. I saw a corner of the future..."

The Gate Master of Eternal Life sighed, his tone rare with a sense of decline: "Perhaps, there is no chance. We were one step behind, and there is no possibility of competing again..."

"Sect Master?!"

Yang Shen and Yu Du both looked at this once invincible figure in disbelief, a sense of horror rising in their hearts.

What did he see that could make a peerless hero like the Gate Master of Eternal Life feel so dejected and give up the idea of competing with him?

Even the ancient emperors were all at the pinnacle.

But climbing to the pinnacle under the push of the tide is completely different from climbing to the pinnacle with the weight of mountains and rivers on your back.

The former still has a chance to compete with him before attaining the Dao, and even surpass him later.

The latter has no chance.

If you are just one step slower, you will never be able to catch up...

"What exactly did the Sect Master see? The future is uncertain. What future is there? If there is a future, doesn't that mean our fate is already determined?

Then what are we still cultivating the Dao for? What are we rebelling against?"

Yu Du raised his head and looked at the Gate Master of Eternal Life, his voice filled with great indifference: "I don't believe in the future. I only believe in the present!"

"You don't understand the mysteries of the Supreme Realm, just as you can't understand the beginning and end of this battle. Blood Spring is not a waste. It's just that King Yuanyang's methods are so high that you can't see them."

The Gate Master of Eternal Life waved his hand, his voice still soft: "You should understand the principle that you can only move forward by facing the enemy and yourself squarely."

"If I understand, but my fighting spirit will fade, and I will surrender without a fight, then I would rather not understand!"

Yu Du's tone became more and more impolite, even with contempt:

"The ancient emperors were all invincible. Those without invincible spirit cannot step into the Supreme Dao!"

Hoo~

The hall suddenly became quiet, and all noise was suddenly stripped away from the heavens and earth.

Yang Shen's heart skipped a beat.

He saw that in the midst of the swirling divine light, deep eyes were raised, fixed on Yu Du. The latter was not afraid, facing him head-on, his aura erupting, filling this void.

He had survived from the Middle Ages until now only for the 'Supreme Dao.' For the sake of the Dao, he feared no one.

"Very good."

Suddenly, the Gate Master of Eternal Life laughed, his laughter seeming extremely cheerful: "I was right about you! You're right, there is indeed one last chance!"

"Hmm?"

Yu Du raised an eyebrow, his aura calming down, his words as sharp as a knife: "You're plotting against me?"

"It's not plotting."

The Gate Master of Eternal Life said no more, directly getting straight to the point: "In the Sea of Silent Death, there is a 'Longevity Spiritual Root' that I left behind. Go and retrieve it. It may help you take another step forward and compete with Yuanyang!"

Longevity Spiritual Root?!

Yang Shen and Yu Du were both shocked.

The former was amazed at how generous the Gate Master of Eternal Life was, while the latter was shocked by his words.

'I left behind...'

What kind of person could have a Longevity Spiritual Root to leave behind? Not all emperors in the Middle Ages had Longevity Spiritual Roots!

This was a legendary treasure that could allow people to live a second life and extend the life of a Supreme!

"You want to compete, I'll let you compete!"

The Gate Master of Eternal Life's tone suddenly turned cold, as if a cold current filled the heavens and earth, permeating the hearts of the two: "But before I leave seclusion, you must never set foot in Huang Ji!

Even if the seven of you go together, you cannot!"

With that, the divine light converged and disappeared into the void.

Yu Du and Yang Shen looked at each other, seeing the surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.

What exactly did he see?

......

Whoosh whoosh~

The atmosphere broke open, and Yuan Duxiu and the others stepped into the starry sky.

Looking from afar, they saw a cauldron woven from stars, infinitely towering, lying across space, with flames raging and stars turning within.

It was as if all the stars of the heavens were within it.

Using stars as firewood, the raging flames rolled in the cauldron, sometimes humming and vibrating, sometimes with shrill howls like evil ghosts spreading out.

A white-haired Daoist sat cross-legged in front of the cauldron, occasionally flicking his fingers, stirring up a gust of divine wind to blow the fire, and the fire became more and more fierce with the help of the wind.

"Bagua Furnace..."

Seeing the towering cauldron, Qi Cang's eyes shook, feeling a sense of time and space confusion.

In his previous life, he had seen Yuan Yang refining pills from the other side of the Star Sea, with endless Dao essence flowing and intertwining, refining a Supreme Treasure.

He had not attained the Dao, but he had refined a Supreme Treasure.

At that time, countless people were shocked.

Seeing this Bagua Furnace again at this time, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

What was being refined in that Bagua Furnace was not...

"Yuanyang!!!"

From within the cauldron, there was a shrill howl issued under extreme pain, like the wailing of ghosts, like the howls of gods, causing one's hair to stand on end just by hearing it.

Sound cannot travel in space, but this sound exploded with incomparable clarity in everyone's hearts.

"That old devil..."

"The one in the cauldron is that old devil?"

"King Yuanyang wants to refine him alive?!"

Everyone's eyes were a little dull, some were incredulous, and some were dazed.

The old devil's tyrannical power was still fresh in their minds. Without even exchanging blows, just the release of his aura had defeated all of them.

Such an existence must be a King-Sealing powerhouse. With the blessing of that great formation, he was probably not weak even among King-Sealing powerhouses.

In their view, even if King Yuanyang's cultivation was higher and his divine powers stronger, he would have to fight fiercely for a long time, injure each other, and finally defeat him with a difficult strike, right?

A group of people watched from afar, all with an incredible sense of daze, feeling that this scene was somewhat different from what they had imagined.

Whoosh whoosh~

In the ripples stirred up by the bell, An Qisheng concentrated and controlled, sensing the changes in the flames, not holding back in the slightest, burning all the blood gods to ashes.

He naturally did not know what the crowd was thinking, but even if he did, he would just laugh it off.

The life-and-death battles in this world are all unavoidable. Except for a few madmen, no one would deliberately fight to the death with others to seek excitement.

Although An Qisheng was not afraid of battle, he did not think it was more reasonable to have to fight to the point of mutual destruction before winning.

Having seen through the existence of this demon a thousand years ago, it would be a joke to fight him to the point of mutual destruction after a thousand years and win with difficulty.

As his thoughts turned, An Qisheng flicked his finger.

Dang!

With the last bell sound echoing, Sun En staggered, almost falling on the meteorite, his Dharma robe soaked with sweat.

He was not the owner of the Great Beginning Golden Bell, nor was he a descendant of the Great Beginning Holy Land. Even though he could ring the bell under An Qisheng's guidance,

the bell waves would not avoid him, so when the bell rang, he had to endure the baptism of the bell waves.

At this time, as he relaxed, his whole person was almost exhausted, more tired than after countless battles. As a result, the moment he put down the golden bell, Sun En had already sat down and entered a deep state of meditation.

And long after the bell stopped, endless blood shadows, like the most dazzling meteor shower, shot out from Huang Ji's Nine Provinces and from all parts of the Star Sea.

Under the guidance of the bell, they all entered the Bagua Furnace, which was as large as the Star Sea and contained the stars!

Following this, was a shocking roar that merged thousands of shrill screams into one:

"Ah!!!"

In the raging flames, the sea of blood had been completely evaporated. Under the terrifying flames, Blood Spring's demonic body had melted by more than half.

Blood Spring's heart was filled with unwillingness.

If his sea of blood was still there, what if these flames were ten times stronger? He could still escape!

But now, no matter how much unwillingness he had in his heart,

after countless blood gods had been completely swallowed by the flames and then became nutrients for the flames, he no longer had a chance to resist.

The Blood Sea Underworld Dao was cultivated without a true body. Or rather, countless blood gods could become clones. Even the causal divine power passed down from the original Buddha could not curse the true body through the clone.

But for this reason, the destruction of countless blood gods was also destined.

'If I had known this, I would rather have died in the hands of Qin Yu...'

In the last moment of being swallowed by the flames, such a thought flashed through Blood Spring's mind, and then he was submerged and swallowed by the endless flames:

"I am not willing!"

......

The furnace fire in the starry sky burned fiercely and unceasingly.

This refining was more protracted than imagined. It was not until thirteen years later, after confirming that there was no trace of the sea of blood, that An Qisheng extinguished the furnace fire.

Buzz~

The cauldron trembled, and the lines on it rolled like water, merging into An Qisheng's hands. The endless starlight that had been drawn by An Qisheng, having lost the constraints of the law, also dissipated.

The scattered starlight sprinkled across the Star Sea, incomparably dazzling and dangerous.

Clatter~

In the end, a blood-red, crystal-clear blood crystal, more perfect than any artificial or natural gem in the world, fell into An Qisheng's hands.

It was only the size of a goose egg, its color transparent, and faintly visible inside was a watery light flowing, but that was not blood, but the extremely condensed law.

Slightly concentrating, the Dao patterns transformed by the law had already entered his eyes, and it was precisely the peerless cultivation method inherited from the upper realm by the Dragon Eclipse Realm:

Blood Sea Underworld Dao!