101: Chapter 87: Where Destiny Lies 101: Chapter 87: Where Destiny Lies What kind of person is Lu Yuzhen after all?
Dao Jiu stared at the white-haired Taoist in front of him.
He felt both fear and reverence.
As an artifact spirit who had lived for a thousand years,
Lu Yuzhen’s words were not completely persuasive to Dao Jiu.
What truly stirred his heart, making him want to act rashly, was the golden drop squeezed out by the white-haired Taoist.
Dao Jiu subconsciously licked his lips.
he too wanted a share, even if that droplet had already diffused into mist, even if he could only catch its scent…
However, the uneasy thoughts that rippled through his Heart Lake kept Dao Jiu calm throughout.
He watched the Taoist who had taken two steps back, his expression somewhat puzzled.
What does it mean by it’s almost over outside?
Why is there not much time left for me?
Xie Xuanyi stood in the darkness.
He felt the familiar “dead silence” once again.
from the very beginning, Xie Xuanyi felt that the Beihai Ling left by Bai Ze was strikingly similar to the coffin he had once submitted to.
Now he probably understood why.
It wasn’t just because of the darkness.
The end of Beihai Ling emitted a familiar aura of dead silence.
This aura, he had encountered three times before.
In Yuzhu Town, by the Carp Tide River, and now here.
Every Cultivator has a unique aura to themselves—
and this familiar aura of death…
With a “hiss”, Xie Xuanyi ignited golden Primordial Energy, but this time, it did not dispel the darkness.
The Seeking Tao Domain, shrouded in countless shadows, was only illuminated in a small dark area.
Xie Xuanyi saw a tall, broken statue.
The head of the statue had been chopped off, the body damaged, and pieces of broken stone were everywhere.
had only one worshipper.
And the reason for the statue being cut down was now apparent.
According to Dao Jiu, over the long years, the Supreme Taoist Treasure “Dao Pen” had always been trapped in the Seeking Tao Domain, and this treasure had awakened its Spirit Wisdom and even achieved a human form long ago…
Being so imprisoned in Beihai Ling, deprived of freedom,
Dao Pen must have harbored deep resentment for the great sage Bai Ze!
Therefore, after it broke free, it shattered the statue and imposed new rules on Beihai Ling.
Xie Xuanyi shook his head.
He had no interest in this shattered history buried by Beihai under the deluge.
He just wanted to retrieve his own Flying Sword.
The youth’s voice echoed through the Seeking Tao Domain.
A butterfly of light rose from Xie Xuanyi’s fingertips, slowly drifting towards the ceiling.
This call, ten years too late, spread out with the light, rippling through the space.
The faint glow of the light landed in the sealed-off Seeking Tao Domain, and Xie Xuanyi saw the full view of this forbidden land…
in front of the ruined statue stood a meditation cushion, and in this vast quiet room hung fragmented plaques, along with pages of yellowed, tattered books.
As well as countless, defective treasures.
Beihai Ling had come all the way from the Erosion Sun Swamp, moved south, and stealthily arrived at the Carp Tide River.
What kind of harrowing journeys must it have endured?
The treasures that got stuck to the array patterns of the Secret Tomb and ingested into its “belly” numbered in the hundreds, nearly a thousand.
Xie Xuanyi stood silently beneath the light.
He listened to the echoing sound, the aftertones washing over the tranquil room again and again.
Eventually, a faint response came from the darkness.
In the far reaches of the dark abyss, a dim sword light flickered on.
The pages and plaques left behind by Dao Pen symbolized the supreme rules of Beihai Ling.
Now, these rules turned into cobwebs, turned into dust, locking away all the treasures within the Seeking Tao Domain.
That was also the reason for their dulled luster.
Once ingested by the Secret Tomb,
they would be bound by the rules of Dao Pen, their freedom lost, becoming part of the Secret Tomb’s relics henceforth.
there had been only one exception.
And that was “Chen Ke.”
The moment the sword light ignited, the innumerable scrolls in the entire quiet room also lit up.
Ripples of Dao array patterns surged and splashed.
Xie Xuanyi, with an expressionless face, walked forward.
He saw the Flying Sword trapped at the very center of countless array patterns and also saw layers of ancient text tightly binding Chen Ke.
Xie Xuanyi stopped in front of Chen Ke.
Not because he wanted to stop,
but because he had to.
Countless Dao array patterns, turning into strands of golden ribbons, bound him.
His hands, his legs, all tightly wrapped by the threads.
These invisible array patterns were even more terrifying than tangible threads.
Xie Xuanyi merely glanced at the array patterns on his body before turning away.
He looked at the Flying Sword not far away, and spoke earnestly, “Can you hear my voice?”
The deeply-ensnared Chen Ke let out a resounding Sword Sound!
After receiving the response from Chen Ke,
Xie Xuanyi quietly smiled.
He raised his head, staring at the pitch-black ceiling of the Seeking Tao Domain, silently counting in his heart.
It should be soon on Chen Jingxuan’s side.
Hundreds of bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, striking the warship Po Lu Hao pushed to its peak by the waves.
Ye Qinglian huddled with Jiang Qihu in a corner.
She looked up at the “fight between gods” close by, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
She knew that even in the realm of Yin Gods, there were highs and lows.
But she hadn’t expected…
the difference between herself and the true peak of Yin Gods to be so vast!
Yao Hai Wang, who previously had crushed her with ease, was now being suppressed by Tang Fengshu, put at a disadvantage.
This battle should have affected the entire Carp Tide River, but under the formidable suppression of Tang Fengshu, all the remnants of the fight were confined within the ship Po Lu Hao.