Zhou Yan saw the bones and the two-ter-high statue, and a sense of indescribable irritation rose again in his heart. This situation actually had a significant impact on his mind. If not for his transcendent ntal state, he might have already been stunned on the spot.
Because through the statue and the bones, Zhou Yan had already discerned this person’s identity—Zhuge Wuwei, the leader of Tianji Mountain.
Before this, Zhou Yan, no matter how many things he had thought of, never expected this scene, never expected Zhuge Wuwei of Tianji Mountain to be a statue, a pile of decaying bones.
But everything before him was presented in the utmost reality.
Now, the Ancient Tomb Mountain had not yet opened, but Tianji Mountain had already fallen to desolation. So was the forr Tianji Mountain on Sword Burial Ancestor Star true, or was it an illusion?
Or perhaps, the world now, the chanism of Tianji has twisted and changed, destroying the Heavenly chanism Skill of Tianji Mountain, thus leaving it desolate?
Clearly, Tianji Mountain, even if it fell to desolation during the chaos when the Nine Origin was activated, could not have been eroded by ti so severely. This sufficiently indicated that Tianji Mountain had long decayed, and Zhuge Wuwei had been dead for a long ti.
"I have seen through the world and the truth, yet I cannot see through life and death, cannot discern the difference between immortality and decay."
Zhou Yan stared at the statue for a long ti without discovering any unique trace.
Eventually, with a long sigh, Zhou Yan took out the Heavenly chanism Order, gathered the strands of Heavenly chanism Power within, rged them together, and then perated this Heavenly chanism Power into the withered bones with divine power.
Afterward, Zhou Yan took out an ordinary piece of Cold Iron, used the Carving Skill combined with Emperor Blood Aura and Divine Power, and carved out a Zhuge Wuwei.
Utilizing all the resources here, Zhou Yan employed the Ti Origin thod, similar to that he used on Gu Yan.
Zhou Yan wanted to use this thod to observe the specific process of Tianji Mountain’s desolation, which must be a very important matter.
And now, Zhou Yan could clearly assert that although nearly a hundred years remain until the true Reincarnation Day of domain world contention, that ti would co very quickly.
And the awakening of Emperor Lei Yan would draw ever nearer as Zhou Yan learned more.
Now, even the Xuanyuan Sword only needed to find the remaining three Fragnts to be complete. What would happen then?
Zhou Yan employed the Ti Trace thod, akin to the Power of Space reflected onto the statue, with the huge statue and the one in Zhou Yan’s hand projecting and resonating like shadows, with an indescribable Tao Light shining around, manifested on the surface of both statues.
Afterward, the statues gathered together to form a simple statue, from which soone resurrected, but this was just a projection of Divine Power, not a true resurrection.
This situation was sowhat more complex than with Gu Yan, yet also sowhat easier to distinguish.
Upon seeing Zhuge Wuwei’s shadow, although Zhou Yan had so ntal preparation, he was still slightly astonished.
To his current ntal State, things that shocked him were nearly impossible.
Yet now, this happened because this statue’s shadow was entirely devoid of its own wisdom, emotions, or anything at all.
It possessed nothing, having nothing at all, its eyes dull and lifeless, the shadow as motionless and lifeless as a statue.
The Ti Origin projection was like a puppet, a statue, almost no different from the original statue itself.
This situation, indeed, caught Zhou Yan by surprise.
This was also the first failure of Zhou Yan’s Carving Skill combined with the Ti Origin thod, filled with unpredictability.
"Dull eyes, completely puppet-like, Zhuge Wuwei is just a puppet. Tianji Mountain? The Heavenly chanism of Tianji Mountain is empty. Zhuge Wuwei’s ’Wuwei’ represents diocrity, seemingly interpreting my lifelong diocrity."
"Is life always this tragic? Is the Heavenly chanism ultimately diocre?"
"Seeing through Heavenly chanism only to find emptiness, the Heavenly Dao and Heavenly chanism, rely illusions. Wasting my life on inaction, only to end in emptiness. Heavenly chanism? Does it truly exist in this world?"
Zhou Yan’s mind was shaken montarily, leading him to deeply lant.
But after the lant, his conviction only strengthened, his resolve beca more cold and determined.
Zhou Yan sighed softly, then withdrew all of his Divine Power and Emperor Blood Aura, and the shadow shattered and vanished, and as he withdrew his energy, cracks appeared in the giant statue.
The statue cracked, Tianji Mountain similarly cracked, as well as the decaying bones in front of the statue.
Yet the trajectory of these cracks, however, seed to reflect a deeper level of Tao.
This scene, naturally, did not elude Zhou Yan’s sensing, and he recorded these complex crack patterns, engraining them deeply in his mory.
Subsequently, Tianji Mountain, along with the statues and decaying bones, all crumbled into powder, becoming a ruin.
Amidst the ruin, a handful of yellow earth buried those decayed bones.
Not just Zhuge Wuwei’s, but many other dark brown decaying bones of Tianji Mountain, all beca part of the ruins, buried deep within.
A cultivator’s life, regardless of Heavenly chanism, Fate, Qi Fortune, any kind, you cannot take with you in life or death.
After bitter cultivation through lifetis, the soul ultimately scatters, dissipates into ash, buried deep within the decaying ruins, ignored by all.
No one grieves, nor is anyone moved.
...
Zhou Yan stood there, the ground beneath him empty, dark yellow dust particles flying in the sky, casting a dull yellow over Heaven and Earth.
Zhou Yan stood there for a long ti, then once again looked at the Heavenly chanism Order—now the Heavenly chanism Order had turned into a piece of black Black Iron, with all the energy dissipated, and the secret compartnt naturally revealed itself.
Zhou Yan opened the secret compartnt and took out a unique golden dagger fragnt from the space inside.
The dagger fragnt exhibited a mix of gold and blue, resembling the tip of a sword without a hilt, still brimming with potent Emperor Qi and Divine Power.
Zhou Yan took out the dagger fragnt and directly placed it beside the Xuanyuan Sword.
Without his intervention, the dagger fragnt voluntarily rged into the body of the Xuanyuan Sword.
Just like a drop of water rging into a river, lake, or even the ocean.
At that mont, the Xuanyuan Sword underwent a trendous transformation again, a massive surge of Divine Power descended upon Zhou Yan like a flood.
Zhou Yan’s Divine Soul trembled, and this ti, he felt the level of his soul distinctly reaching the level of a Divine Soul.
Simultaneously, Zhou Yan sensed a ’mountain’-shaped Clear Spring appear above his head, continuously flowing divine liquid, starting to irrigate his Divine Soul.
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