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Chapter 1434

Words:2077Update:22/06/18 01:23:56

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At the intersection of night and dawn, the Sun and Moon shone brightly in the sky. It was dazzling and dreamy.

Beside the Lake of Fire and Ice, a black and white flower materialized. It swirled with energy and was mysterious.

This made Ling Xian very excited. He stared at the Flower of Yin and Yang without blinking. His eyes were full of hope.

Sadly, he was disappointed.

After some time, the moon disappeared. All that was left was the Sun that shone brightly in the sky.

In the next second, the heavenly light disappeared, the energy dissipated, and the Flower of Yin Yang Path completely withered.

This startled Ling Xian. Unwillingness appeared in his eyes, but then, it turned into bitterness.

"The God Pirate was right. Even if the Sun and Moon appear in the sky, the Flower of Yin Yang Path may not be born."

Ling Xian bitterly smiled. Staring at the withered black and white flower, he felt like he was looking at himself who didn't have much time left.

He had been here for a year. In other words, he only had one and a half years left to live. He truly didn't have much time left.

Yet, he had no way of breaking through. Who wouldn't feel bitter?

"It's no longer a problem with the Flower of Yin Yang Path. Even if I get it, I won't have time to find the other four spiritual medicines."

Ling Xian softly sighed and his expression turned determined.

He had one and a half years left. He wasn't in a hopeless situation!

"I knew you were here for the Flower of Yin Yang Path. Sadly, you will only be disappointed again and again." The elder appeared and mocked.

"Aren't you the same? You have been here longer than I have, so you will have more disappointment than I have. "Ling Xian glared at the elder.

"Hmmph, you have a sharp tongue." The elder hissed but had no words to argue with.

He had been here for hundreds of years and never obtained the Flower of Yin Yang Path. The disappointment he experienced was driving him crazy.

"If I'm not wrong, your lifespan is reaching its end." The elder revealed a sarcastic smile.

"So what? Ignoring whether or not I will die, even if I die, you won't get my storage pouch, "Ling Xian said emotionlessly. He wasn't surprised.

No matter what, the elder was of the seventh level. It was normal for him to see that his lifespan was reaching its end.

"Waiting for death is not a good feeling. But watching you walk towards death makes me happy."

The old man's smile did not diminish as he said, "I told you, this will be a comedy, a comedy that will make my spirit happy."

"Until the end, everything is unknown."

Ling Xian's expression was emotionless. Feeling too lazy to deal with the elder, he turned around and returned to his palace.

After that, he stopped thinking about the Yin Yang Dao Integration Flower and focused solely on making a breakthrough.

He had already been forced into a corner. Even if he obtained the Yin Yang Dao Fusion Flower, it wouldn't be of any use. The only way was to break through.

Therefore, Ling Xian emptied his mind and focused on enlightenment.

Although he had no clue, this was the last and only way. Even if he had to risk his life, he had to break through.

Sadly, this wasn't something he could achieve by risking his life. No matter how hard Ling Xian thought, he was still a step away.

Time flew like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, a year and five months had already passed.

In other words, Ling Xian only had one month left to live.

During this time, the sun and moon appeared in the sky again. Unfortunately, the result was no different from the previous time. They were born in an instant and withered in an instant.

Ling Xian's cultivation level didn't change at all. He was still infinitely close to the seventh level, but he was still a step away.

This step was like a chasm that separated life and death and cut off all hope.

"There's only one month left. It looks like I am destined to die."

Ling Xian sighed deeply. There was unwillingness, bitterness, but no fear.

This wasn't the first time he faced death. Though compared to the past, this time was more hopeless, he could still face it calmly.

Putting everything else aside, just his courage to face death was enough to make people feel ashamed of their inferiority.

"This place is wrapped in silver and snow. It sure is a picturesque scenery."

Ling Xian stared at the falling snow and grinned, "It's not bad to be buried here."

"In your dreams. Sadly, I will not allow you to be buried here." The elder appeared, finding it hard to conceal his arrogance.

"Do I need your permission?" Ling Xian glared at him.

"That's not important. What's important is that after you die, I might dig up your grave." The elder's gaze was taunting. His words were vicious to the extreme.

When a person dies, everything stops. No matter how much hatred they had, one shouldn't dig up a grave.

Yet the elder was doing this. Why wouldn't Ling Xian be angry?

His expression turned cold, "Don't forget, I am someone who is about to die. Before I die, I can do anything."

"Are you threatening me?" The elder squinted his eyes. His gaze was as sharp as swords that lit up the universe.

"So what?"

Ling Xian straightened his back like a God. His demeanor swallowed the mountains and rivers as he looked down on all directions.

He stared at the elder coldly, "I cannot suppress you. But if I give it my all, I can heavily injure you. When that happens, I am sure your life won't be easy. "

Hearing this, the elder fell into silence.

The reason why he kept Ling Xian alive until now was because he knew very well that once the battle starts, he won't be able to gain anything.

Especially when Ling Xian is about to die, if he makes a move, even if he doesn't die, he will be heavily injured!

Therefore, the elder wanted to retreat, "I have no need to argue with someone who is about to die."

"Honestly, you are just afraid." Ling Xian mocked and mercilessly tore off the elder's cover.

"You!"

The elder was furious. His gaze was sharp like a sword and the wind and snow turned violent.

"What about me? If you have the guts, then come and fight me! "

Ling Xian's eyes shot out electricity and his white hair tussled in the wind. Like an immortal descending to the mortal world, his demeanor was terrifying.

This infuriated the elder. However, his desire to retreat intensified.

If Ling Xian was merely a regular sixth level cultivator, then he could stop him with a wave of his hand. However, his battle prowess was enough to threaten a Seventh Realm cultivator. In addition, he was a person who was about to die. If it was anyone else, they would have thought of retreating.

Therefore, the elder dispersed his Qi and said coldly, "I will watch right here. I will watch you walk towards death step by step."

Hearing this, Ling Xian laughed. He didn't even try to hide his sarcasm.

The elder's lungs were about to explode from anger. However, he didn't dare to attack. He turned around and disappeared.

Seeing this, Ling Xian didn't force him. He wanted to use his last bit of time to build himself a grave.

"Building a grave for myself. I am probably the only one who has done this since the beginning of time."

Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled. However, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

He had imagined many ways to die. He could've died on the Immortal Path, or he could've died in the forbidden area. The only thing he didn't think was that he would die in the hands of curses. He also thought it would be the most painful way to wait for death.

"Oh well, what is done is done and cannot be changed. I will use the last bit of time I have to build a grave."

Ling Xian sighed deeply and took out many materials from his storage pouch. Then, he summoned his crafts and began to build a tombstone.

After the tombstone was built, he began to set up arrays.

There were 36 offensive matrixes and 72 defensive matrixes. These 108 matrixes complemented each other. Even a level-seven cultivator would not be able to break through them.

Then, Ling Xian stared at the Painting of the Nine Immortals and didn't know how to face the real immortals.

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