The goal of a cultivator was to achieve immortality, to cultivate one's true self — in the end, to suppress the myriad worlds, shoulder the Heaven's Will, become the only one in the myriad worlds, and wield the will of the Heavenly Dao. From then on, he would surpass immortality and forge true immortality, becoming undying and imperishable. He would transform his body into the Heavenly Dao.
The Heavenly Dao did not die, the Heavenly Dao did not perish, the Heavenly Dao was immortal, the Heavenly Dao existed forever!
Then, why would there be a problem with the Heavenly Dao? What was wrong with him? Could it be that when humans tried to carry the Heavenly Dao, they couldn't hold on any longer, and problems gradually arose?
The Sage pondered for a long time before saying, "How should I describe it … the Heavenly Dao, I don't want to play anymore."
The Still Pond of Wisdom seemed to be able to vaguely sense everything. In this place, the 'Saint' could even directly mention the words' Wielder of the Will 'without fear of being detected.
"Huh?" Song Shuhang couldn't help but ask.
"Huh?" True Monarch Fallout and Layman Drunken Sun both exclaimed in surprise.
Don't want to play anymore? What kind of willful reason was that?
The Sage recalled, and said, "That year, the top existences in the world, the Tribulation Transcenders with the Mandate of Heaven's Will, could vaguely sense the problem of the Wielder of the Will. The Heavenly Dao seemed to be … tired of playing and didn't want to play anymore. Therefore, the Heavenly Dao was prepared to give up. Although it feels inconceivable, this is the feeling that the Heavenly Dao gave me back then. "
Song Shuhang suddenly felt that the cultivators of that time really had it tough. With such a willful Heavenly Dao, everyone must have had a headache, right?
At this point, the Saint said faintly, "However, that year, I felt that it should be so! Now that the Heavenly Dao is done with it, it's time for this old man to step forward and shoulder the Mandate of Heaven! "
The Saint spoke very calmly — back then, he was invincible in the world. If one were to talk about the most suitable person to shoulder the Mandate of Heaven, it was none other than him.
He wasn't the only one who thought this way. More than 90% of the cultivators in the Cultivation World had the same thought. Even the majority of the Immortals who possessed the Mandate of Heaven and had already stepped on their own path and reached the Immortal Realm believed that the one who shouldered the Mandate of Heaven was none other than the Saints!
Of course, there were those who were convinced and those who were not!
The Sage continued, "During those years, this old man fought against more than a dozen Immortals. There were cultivators, beasts, ancient witches, monsters, devils, and the so-called 'gods'.
Some of those Immortals have been living in seclusion for a long time, to the point where even this old one has never heard of them. I don't know their origins, I don't know their roots.
Everything about them had disappeared in the long river of time. Their orthodoxies and legacies were all gone.
Only they themselves could achieve immortality and not be limited by lifespan.
They were all waiting, waiting for the day when the 'Heavenly Dao' disappeared. At that time, they would break out of the world and fight for the Mandate of Heaven. They would become the Heavenly Dao and forge their own immortal legends.
Among them, there are a few whose strength is not inferior to mine. But in the end, all of them were defeated by me and went into seclusion once more, losing the qualifications to fight for the Heaven's Dao. "
— — [Did you see that? That year and that month, I was still so amazing. I single-handedly beat up all the 'Immortals' in the world. Do you guys know that?]
At this point, a bitter expression finally appeared on the face of the Sage. "However, just as this old one was waiting to inherit the Heavenly Dao, become immortal, and create a legend that belonged to this old one … a mysterious existence quietly came to find this old one. He advised this old one not to inherit the Mandate of Heaven and not to attempt to become the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, this old one would regret it. "
Not to attempt to become the Heavenly Dao? Regret it? What did this mean?
Venerable White and the others were very curious.
Song Shuhang, in particular, felt that there was a lot of information — moreover, this information seemed to be exactly what Senior White Two wanted to know, right?
The Sage continued, "How could this old one believe it at the time? Thus, I expelled it. Next, this old one waited for the Heavenly Dao to 'stop'. Then, this old one would naturally inherit the Mandate of Heaven and become immortal, becoming the new Heavenly Dao. However … not long after, another 'Immortal' of unknown origin appeared in front of this old one. "
"This' Immortal 'was very strange, completely different from the Immortals this old one had seen before. It wasn't a human, a ghost, a beast, a monster, a demon, or a 'god'. It didn't seem like an existence of our world.
Not only its body, but its attack methods and cultivation system were also completely different from the cultivators of our world.
This old one fought against it for several decades. In the beginning, I had the upper hand, seriously injuring it several times. However, its recovery ability was beyond my imagination. Even if it was on the verge of death, it only needed an instant to recover.
This old one kept increasing the strength of my attacks, but even after using all my strength, I was still unable to kill it in one go. Since I couldn't kill it in one go, it was in a state of immortality. In the end, Old Qiao's skill was a notch lower. "
At this point, the Sage's expression was still as calm as before. "During the years I fought against it, I felt that this strange 'Immortal' sometimes seemed to have no emotions. Since it lacked emotions, it was capable of doing anything. If I was defeated, I don't know how it would deal with the 'scholarly faction' that I founded. In addition, it didn't belong to any of the cultivators of this world. As such, I don't know how it would deal with all the fellow daoists of this world.
"After losing by a bit, I knew that I had no hope of surviving … During the several decades I fought against this mysterious' Immortal ', the two of us were already irreconcilable. Between the two of us, only one of us would be able to survive.
"Thereupon … in the end, I used an innate skill. It was an innate skill that I awakened after comprehending the Confucian Way. However, I never used it.
"When using this innate skill, it would 'swallow' a part of the 'existence' of the target. This' innate skill 'was very abstract, and even in the end, I was unable to understand its principle.
However, if the technique was successful, the 'existence' of the target would be incomplete.
This' existence 'wasn't a body or a soul. After being hit by the technique, the target would still be standing in front of me, completely unharmed. However, even though it was still 'standing' in front of me, a part of its' existence 'had already disappeared. It was no longer complete.
"After that, this' Immortal 'became the new Wielder of the Will. As such, I was killed, and both my body and soul were extinguished. "
At this point, the voice of the Sage finally stopped.
His life had come to an end.
Both his body and soul were extinguished ~
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… …
In other words, the 'Sage' was completely dead. Even the possibility of reincarnation was gone, and he had lost his future.
If that was the case, what was the Sage in front of him?
Song Shuhang was puzzled. "Could it be something similar to a video?"
Eternal Fire Zhenjun, True Monarch Fallout, and Scholar Drunken Moan were also puzzled.
After all, there wasn't the slightest bit of spiritual energy coming from the body of the 'Sage'. Moreover, from the very beginning, the 'Sage' had been talking about his amazing life. Song Shuhang and Eternal Fire Zhenjun both tried to communicate with him, but the other party didn't pay any attention to them.
[Perhaps it's a recording similar to that Immortal Cheng Lin's.] True Monarch Fallout thought to himself.
Eternal Fire Zhenjun forced a smile, and said, "The Sage has already passed away. This is the truth. What else am I looking forward to?"
Just now, there was a split second where he wished that the 'Sage' was still alive, that he could come out and help the scholarly faction return to its former glory.
Even if the Sage could only hide behind the scenes after coming out, unable to make a move against the enemy, it was still an indescribable source of spiritual support for the people of the scholarly faction.
I've been bewitched. Eternal Fire Zhenjun thought to himself.
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… …
While the various fellow daoists were sighing, Venerable White was still holding his chin and carefully looking at the recording of the 'Sage'.
Song Shuhang silently sighed. From the looks of it, the lustrous scholar had left behind the 'Overturned Mountain of Myriad Books, Still Pond of Wisdom' in order to let others know about the past of the Sage?
Perhaps this was an important treasure for the disciples of the scholarly faction. But for Song Shuhang, it was useless!
But right at this time, Venerable White laughed, and said, "The Sage has already perished in both body and soul. In that case … how are you able to exist in this space?"
Since the Sage had already been destroyed while fighting against the 'new Wielder of the Will', who was the one that recorded this recording?
This recording was clearly the Sage's own narration, and it happened right after the battle between him and the 'new Wielder of the Will'.
However, after finishing his narration, the 'Sage' remained motionless, not replying to the crowd.
"Shuhang … go up and pinch this' Sage '," Venerable White said.
"Huh?" Song Shuhang pointed at himself. Then, he looked at the Eternal Fire Zhenjun. No matter what, the person in front of him was the 'Sage' of the scholarly faction. If he were to go up and pinch him, the Eternal Fire Zhenjun would surely be unhappy, right?
"I'll do it!" At this time, the Eternal Fire Zhenjun gritted his teeth and took a step forward. He stretched out his hand, preparing to touch the 'Sage'.
However, the Eternal Fire Zhenjun's hand had only reached halfway when his body was sent flying, crashing to the ground. Although it looked like a very miserable fall, Eternal Fire Zhenjun wouldn't have been injured in the slightest.
The Eternal Fire Zhenjun's eyes lit up. "The Sage!"
The Sage of the scholarly faction really wasn't dead!
"Sorry, I got distracted just now. Did the last words of the Sage finish playing? " At this time, the 'Sage' turned his head around and said, "I'm currently communicating with everyone through an indescribable method. As such, I often get distracted for a while. "
This time, his tone changed, and he no longer referred to himself as an 'old man'.
Moreover, just now, he said something like 'did the last words of the Sage finish playing?'. In other words, that heaven-defying narration just now was really something similar to a recording?
"Let me introduce myself again." The 'Sage' faintly smiled, and said, "I am the Still Pond of Wisdom."
"…" Song Shuhang.
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