Atop the Blood Pine Tree, Chu Xisheng was unaware of the many changes occurring outside the Time Secret Realm, yet he felt as if he were nearly bursting.
An unknown force tugged at his limbs and squeezed his body.
Chu Xisheng had already deployed the subbody of the Divine Illusion Sword, only to find it slightly eased the pressure he felt.
At the same time, he had to strive to maintain his movements and face various inner demons.
Around Chu Xisheng, countless figures, both unfamiliar and familiar, materialized.
The familiar figures were those he knew, while the unfamiliar ones stemmed from memories buried deep in his mind from before he was buried alive, never recalled since.
These included his deceased parents, Chu Yunyun, Iron Madman, the Prefectural Governor, Chu Rulai, Chu Ming, and even the reigning Emperor.
All these people were watching him coldly.
"You ruined me. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have died; my Fourth Grade promotion ceremony wouldn’t have failed."
"You’re already dead, and you still dare to stir trouble?"
"Why don’t you check your life expectancy? The ’Burial Sky Divine Flame’ is still burning in you; how much time do you have left?"
"Give up. Mu Sword Immortal cannot sever the Time River; he’s using you. Have you considered the consequences of failure?"
"Whether you succeed or fail, you will be despised by all gods. Zhu Guangyin will stop at nothing to kill you, and all the First-Grade Giant Spirits in the north will know what you did in the Secret Realm, yet you alone must bear these consequences."
"Give up, husband. We can’t win this battle. We’re better off without this Supreme Immortal Fate."
"Look, all the Evil Beasts in this Secret Realm are coming. They will kill your fellow disciples, sever the roots of Mu Sword Immortal, you all—"
Chu Xisheng involuntarily glanced at his character card.
His life expectancy was indeed rapidly depleting; it had been 920 days, equal to two and a half years, but now only 769 days remained.
At this moment, Chu Xisheng’s sword move wasn’t even halfway completed.
At that moment, black flames on Chu Xisheng’s body surged over ten feet high.
His eyes turned purple, and his long hair, previously bound, now danced wildly without any wind.
The injuries on Chu Xisheng’s body, unbeknownst to him, had reached an intermediate level and had triggered the ’Power of God Slaying’ from the ’Dance of Burial Sky.’
This not only helped him expel the illusions and stray thoughts in his heart but also cleared a small part of the divine forces around him that were crushing, squeezing, or pulling forcefully.
Chu Xisheng then hesitated no further; he used various Enhancement elixirs stored in his inventory and activated the ’Qin Muge Sixth Grade Upper Tier Character Card (Trial Version)’.
Chu Xisheng paid no mind to what kind of bloodline or martial arts Qin Muge possessed at the Sixth Grade Upper Tier.
The purpose of using this card was simply to gain more True Yuan, more power, more stable movements, and greater comprehension.
Almost unaffected by inner demons and stray thoughts, he didn’t retreat but, instead, threw caution to the wind, pouring his all into it!
Gradually, a hint of red emerged in Chu Xisheng’s purple pupils.
If Mu Sword Immortal had enough strength to control his own body, he wouldn’t seek help from others.
Chu Xisheng had thought through the consequences of assisting Mu Sword Immortal, weighing all the benefits and risks, even before executing the ’Nine Heavens Time Wheel’, and he had made his decision.
Everything needs thorough consideration before action; to foresee is to be prepared, to not foresee is to fail.
For matters already thoroughly thought through, one needs to be resolute in action, undistracted, unequalled by others, unique in approach.
Chu Xisheng did not have the habit of abandoning tasks midway, and Chu Yunyun would not let him give up.
Qin Muge’s life was never one of fearing what could come, never choosing the option to give up, even if it meant opposing heaven.
It was precisely because Chu Xisheng felt guilty towards Iron Madman that he needed to grasp even greater power.
Only then could he prevent similar events from occurring.
Chu Xisheng did indeed emerge from a grave as a walking dead, but it is exactly this state of being dead that made him unafraid.
Having nothing left to lose, what did he have to fear?
He must seize every opportunity to survive and make all those who sent him to the grave pay.
Mu Sword Immortal is making a do-or-die attempt; isn’t he doing the same?
He assisting Mu Sword Immortal will indeed come at a cost.
But to inherit the Blood Vengeance Inheritance, one must be prepared to boldly face the world, ready to be enemies with the mighty powers above and below.
Chu Xisheng suppressed nearly all of his chaotic thoughts and focused entirely on wielding his sword.
His life wasn’t long, so he had only one chance.
He must complete this sword move and help Mu Sword Immortal achieve his path before his life burned completely out!
At this moment, there was only one thing he worried about.
Chu Xisheng had already sensed from afar that hundreds of thousands of Evil Beasts were flooding over the lofty mountains surrounding the ’Divine Stone Pit,’ then plunging into the vast celestial pit.
A dark foreboding started to rise in Chu Xisheng’s heart.
In the valley was that Third Grade Caltivation Level Giant Spirit, the most powerful being in the Time Secret Realm.
Could it hold them off?
And what about his fellow disciples?
Half of the Time Secret Realm was Zhu Guangyin’s Imagined World; they couldn’t exit now.
Could they remain unharmed?
What he didn’t know was that, while he was fully engaged in wielding his sword, a colossal demonic shadow was materializing behind him.
It was Burial Sky, headless, with eyes in the place of nipples, holding a war axe in its left hand and a shield in its right.
This being used the eyes on its chest to remotely gaze upon him.