On top of the dead planet, Ling Xian grinned in joy.
It wasn't merely because he'd effortlessly obtained a brilliant victory, it was also because he'd held back and didn't completely shatter the grand formation.
In other words, he could use this to gather the energy of death and make it into a treasure.
Of course, it couldn't be like the black ball of light, which had limitless potential and was undefeatable.
But what was for sure was that once it's formed, it could threaten ninth leveled cultivators!
"I don't have much time. I need to hurry."
Ling Xian wiped off his smile and raised his hand. Array carvings appeared and he activated the broken array.
Immediately, the array began to unleash its power. Though it was weak, it still gathered some energy of death.
Then, the energy of death condensed into a ball of light. After a few breaths, it was completely formed.
For one, there wasn't much energy of death. For two, Ling Xian's array skills were godlike.
If this was anyone else, even if they held back, they wouldn't have been able to unleash the array's power, let alone turn the energy of death into a treasure within seconds.
"What power …"
Looking at the black ball of light, Ling Xian squinted his eyes and his heart skipped a beat.
At the same time, he was very satisfied.
Though this treasure only had one percent of the real ball of light's power and could only be used once, it was still very powerful. If used properly, it could threaten ninth leveled cultivators.
"This trip was worth it."
Ling Xian smiled. He came here for the inheritance of the spiritual master. Though he didn't get it, it was enough to weaken the House of the Ten Thousand Holy House.
Plus, he acquired a weapon that could threaten ninth leveled cultivators. Of course he was satisfied.
Ling Xian put the ball of light into his pouch and left in a flash.
Very quickly, he left the dead planet and was now completely safe.
Then, Ling Xian took out the boat and headed towards the moon.
This trip was a rewarding one. Ignoring everything else, the fact that he was able to walk on the path of the Unending Technique was already a shocking gain.
Even the undefeatable ancestors or the undying immortals may not have such fortune.
Therefore, Ling Xian was very satisfied and planned on going back to the School of Chaos to train.
Just then, Liao Cang Qiong's voice suddenly rose, startling him. Then, his eyes brightened.
This was all because the eighth immortal had awakened.
The immortals inside the Painting of the Nine Immortals were each more ferocious than the last. They were all great figures who left their names in history.
A few years ago, Ling Xian had been waiting for the eighth immortal to awaken. Now that he had finally awakened, of course he had high expectations.
Therefore, he entered the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
Then, Ling Xian froze where he stood.
This was all because the Painting of the Nine Immortals, which had never changed in tens of thousands of years, had undergone an earth-shattering transformation. What used to be a picturesque landscape, was now a barren wasteland.
If he wasn't certain that the Painting of the Nine Immortals was fine, Ling Xian would've thought that the Undying Immortal King made a move and destroyed this little world.
"What about the Soul Nurturing Mountain? Where are the immortals? "
Ling Xian frowned. He couldn't see the majestic Mount of the Healing Soul, nor could he see the immortals. All he could see was a barren wasteland.
"The Painting of the Nine Immortals cannot be in trouble. It must be an illusion."
"Master once said that the eighth True Immortal would test me. Could this be the test?"
Ling Xian squinted his eyes. He knew that this was most likely a test given to him by the eighth True Immortal. But as to what the test was, he couldn't guess.
"I'm not guessing anymore. I will just wait patiently."
Ling Xian softly grinned. He then closed his eyes and waited patiently.
He waited like this for three years.
The Painting of the Nine Immortals was still a barren wasteland. There wasn't even a shadow of a person, let alone a test.
"Could it be testing my patience?" Ling Xian frowned, feeling a little impatient.
He didn't lack patience. If nothing happened, he could've waited 300 years. But right now, the universe was facing a huge threat. How could he waste time here?
"Oh well, I will wait a little longer."
Ling Xian softly sighed. He calmed himself down and focused on training.
In the blink of an eye, another three years passed. There was no change to the Painting of the Nine Immortals, which made Ling Xian impatient.
The Array of the Five Elements could only last for 40 years. How many six years did he have to waste?
"What is the eighth True Immortal trying to test me? Could it really be patience?"
Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly. To a cultivator, patience was very important. If the foreign ancestors weren't threatening him, he wouldn't mind waiting until the end.
However, the foreign ancestors were about to appear. He didn't have time to waste.
At once, Ling Xian stood up and paid his respect, "Immortal, please forgive me. I cannot wait any longer."
Then, in a flash, he left the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
But he stayed where he was and couldn't leave.
"What is the meaning of this? It won't be long before the foreign realm's Sacred Ancestors emerge. "
"In this era where it is impossible to achieve enlightenment, the ancestors are undefeatable. They can sweep the entire universe by themselves!"
"Therefore, I cannot waste any more time. Please allow me to leave."
Ling Xian frowned, unsure of what the eighth True Immortal was trying to do.
"You said it yourself. This is an era where it is impossible to achieve enlightenment. Even if I give you 400 years, or even 4,000 years, you cannot stop the foreign ancestors."
The emotionless voice arose. It was ethereal and difficult to find its source.
"I have to try."
Ling Xian's gaze was determined. He knew very well how difficult it was to kill the foreign ancestors. Even if he becomes a God, he may not be able to do it.
However, he couldn't just sit and wait for death.
"You sure are determined. Sadly, you can't change anything."
"Stay here obediently. After 300 years, you can leave."
The emotionless voice arose. Then, there was no more sound. No matter how Ling Xian called for it, it never appeared.
"300 years …"
Ling Xian bitterly smiled. The ancestor's birth was imminent. He couldn't even wait for 30 years, let alone 300 years.
At this moment, he tried all sorts of methods in an attempt to break out of the invisible seal and leave the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
The result, without exception, was a failure.
The seal was far too strong. Even though Ling Xian tried his best, he couldn't break it at all.
"Do I have to watch as the universe is destroyed?" Ling Xian's hands tightened into fists as anger rose from his heart.
He didn't know what the Eighth Immortal was trying to do. But he knew that if he was imprisoned for 300 years, the universe will for sure be destroyed!
Therefore, Ling Xian flipped out.
However, no matter what he said, the Eighth Immortal did not appear.
Slowly, Ling Xian became helpless. He knew that other than waiting, he had no other choice.
"Oh well, oh well."
Ling Xian sighed deeply. Then, he calmed himself down and focused on training.
Even though the universe will be destroyed in 300 years and training would be pointless, he didn't want to give up.
Therefore, Ling Xian focused on training and didn't ask about the world.
Time flew by like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, 100 years passed by in a hurry.
Ling Xian's heart calmed down. There was no impatience, no worry, only calmness.
Another 100 years passed. His heart was calmer and calmer. Like a statue, he didn't move an inch.
Strangely, after 200 years of training, Ling Xian's cultivation level didn't improve at all. He remained at the peak of the intermediate stage of the Extraordinary Realm, a step away from the advanced stage.
Just like that, another 100 years passed. The Painting of the Nine Immortals finally changed. From a thousand miles of barren land, it became a verdant landscape.
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