Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 339: Chapter 331: Green Robe, Rushang

The Mansion Master of the Two Poles was exceptionally tall, standing at nine feet with a powerful, robust build.

He had a thick, dense mane of long white hair, like that of a lion, giving him a majestic and domineering aura.

The most eye-catching thing was the Red Gold Tai Chi Diagram hovering in the air behind him.

At this moment, the Red Gold Tai Chi Diagram was spinning in reverse, disintegrating.

The Yin and Yang Qi, the qi of life and death, the qi of water and fire... All this opposing, dualistic Primordial Qi intertwined, creating a unique and profound beauty.

Together, they formed a single page.

One side was pure black, dim and steeped in darkness.

The other side was pure white, resplendently bright.

This page bobbed in the air, absorbing his spiritual essence and growing ever more profound. It faintly reflected an indistinct, minor world.

He was returning the Dao and its principles, which he had cultivated his entire life, back to the world.

And through the Duality Tokens, he was allowing that group of top-tier prodigies to witness it all up close, granting them a great fortune.

「On Cyan Heaven Peak.」

More than ten Duality Tokens flew from his hands, appearing in the air.

At that moment, the world trembled. A hazy glow emanated from the Duality Tokens as they all resonated in unison.

Through his Duality Token, Fang Yang vaguely saw many magnificent sights.

He saw massive black and white hills, clusters of giant red-gold palaces, and silver rivers.

And in the center of it all was an ancient tree!

It was lush and dazzlingly golden. Its trunk was as gnarled as a dragon, so thick that it would take many people with linked arms to encircle it. It was like an ancient golden dragon slumbering there, from which grew countless golden lotus leaves.

It could also be considered a lotus. Upon closer inspection, its gnarled, ancient trunk was simply the manifestation of a divine lotus rhizome grown to an immense scale.

It grew there, a magnificent sight, filling a massive expanse of water.

What was most shocking, however, was that it was completely surrounded by incredibly thick and dense bolts of lightning.

These bolts of lightning coiled around it like silver, golden, and purple dragons, enveloping and protecting it.

The lightning bolts were of various colors, but all were immensely powerful.

’The Tribulation-Passing Divine Lotus, the origin of the Mansion Master of the Two Poles’ immortal body.’ Fang Yang’s spirit wavered.

The Tribulation-Passing Divine Lotus was as famous as the Ancient Cyan Lotus.

They could both manifest a top-tier phenomenon—the Cyan Lotus Suppressing the Nine Netherworld!

Fang Yang had already witnessed the terror of the Ancient Cyan Lotus through Sen Wei.

But no matter what, Sen Wei only possessed a Sacred Body, which was still somewhat inferior compared to an Immortal Body.

Not to mention the current Mansion Master of the Two Poles, who was burning his very essence to the absolute limit.

The light he could unleash was blindingly brilliant.

Thus, seeing the world transform and this phenomenon appear, everyone’s mood grew heavy.

Especially Su Dao!

After the Mansion Master of the Two Poles underwent his corporeal dissolution, Su Dao would have to mature as quickly as possible to take on his master’s heavy responsibilities.

RUMBLE...

Fang Yang noticed that where the Tribulation-Passing Divine Lotus was rooted, there was an inner lake—a massive pool where a glowing liquid, like golden magma, bubbled and gushed.

This golden liquid was formed from the fusion of Yin and Yang Qi, and beneath it, traces of a Tai Chi Diagram could be seen.

’The Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram phenomenon?!’

No, this wasn’t the Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram phenomenon, but it was inextricably linked to it.

At this very moment, the group of top-tier prodigies were either sitting cross-legged or closing their eyes in deep contemplation, all receiving the Mansion Master of the Two Poles’ final gift.

Fang Yang, however, narrowed his eyes. With his full concentration, he began engraving this image into the lake of his mind.

A Soul Foundation 62,000 times stronger!

A Soul Foundation 65,000 times stronger!

A Soul Foundation 68,000 times stronger!

A Soul Foundation 71,000 times stronger!

During this process, Fang Yang’s Duality Token, which was engraved with the *Soul Tempering and Essence Refining Scripture*, was actually helping him temper his Soul Foundation.

And it was precisely because of this growth in his Soul Foundation that he had more energy to spare.

SHIMMER... Behind him, an inverted, illusory image appeared. It was a lifelike engraving of the scene where the Tribulation-Passing Divine Lotus was rooted.

In comparison, only what Su Dao had comprehended could rival his.

The others were simply not his equal.

But Su Dao was the Mansion Master’s favored True Disciple and had inherited all of his peerless teachings.

It was only normal for Su Dao to be far ahead of the other top-tier prodigies.

And yet, Fang Yang had caught up to him.

’Can Fang Yang’s talent truly rival Sen Yue’s? Could he become a Young Venerable?!’

The others gasped in shock.

Yu Zither Immortal’s eyes lit up, Su Xi bit her lower lip, and Chen Chenye’s expression was grim.

The only one in the crowd whose expression remained unchanged was probably Jiuzhe.

...

The Red Gold Tai Chi Diagram continued to disintegrate, dissolving into brilliant motes of light.

The immortal origin of the Tribulation-Passing Divine Lotus burned fiercely, improving the environment of the Xuanhuang Tai Chi Lingxiao Grotto Heaven.

The disintegration of his Dao and principles, the burning of his life’s origin...

All of this was causing the Mansion Master of the Two Poles to gradually weaken.

Corporeal dissolution was an excruciatingly painful process, a trial not only for the body and Soul, but also for the will.

But the Mansion Master of the Two Poles remained standing ramrod straight, his hands clasped behind his back as he smiled at the heavens.

"If I have another life, I will continue to slay the demons and bring peace to this world."

A heavy bell tolled, like a reluctant farewell dirge.

In these final moments, scenes flashed before his eyes as his life played out like a revolving lantern in his mind.

"Senior Brother Jianxin, I want to slay demons, too!"

"Wow! Senior Brother, you actually entered the Ten Thousand Dao Altar and received the true teachings? I want to learn from you, too!"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, you’ve become a Saint! Please let me see your Sacred Artifact. Just one look, I promise..."

The figures of his master, his junior brothers, and his junior sisters all flashed before his eyes.

That time, before he became the Mansion Master of the Two Poles, had been one of extreme happiness for him.

Even when he lacked strength and was forced into desperate situations by the Demon Race time and again, he had never known fear, nor had he ever flinched.

Because he knew his master, junior brothers, and junior sisters were always there for him.

"Rushang..."

Suddenly, he saw the figure of his Junior Sister, Qing Rushang.

He reached out, trying to touch her, but his hand grasped only empty air.

In that instant, he squeezed his eyes shut in pain.

Those scenes of indignation, of utmost regret, surged up once more.

"Senior Brother, I killed a pig demon! This Peach Wood Sword you gave me is amazing."

"Hee hee, I got into the Ten Thousand Dao Altar too, and I even obtained the Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram phenomenon! So there!"

"Senior Brother Jianxin, don’t you worry! I’m no fool. I’m off now."

In the afterglow of the setting sun, his little junior sister waved goodbye and, accompanied by Fang Nian, set off for the Desolate Realm.

In the end...

Tragedy struck.

He had just rushed to the Xuan Realm when his junior sister perished.

He had failed to follow his master’s instructions and protect her.

DONG...

DONG... DONG...

The heavy toll of the bell shattered the illusory images one by one, pulling him back to reality.

Exquisitely beautiful lotuses of all colors bloomed, and countless lotus leaves danced through the sky, surrounding him, engulfing him, burying him.

At the very end, he silently glanced back one last time.

In the corner of his vision, a shattered Ten Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword lay quietly.

’Master, it’s been many years. I wonder how much power your discipline ruler still holds?’

’Little Junior Sister, this time, I will never let you fall into danger again!’

’I’m coming...’

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