Just waited.
It was at the mont when Zuo Shanhe, full of vigor, was about to make further progress...
He dramatically fell before the ’Celestial Gate’.
It turned out,
The end of this technique was rely a magnified version of that Secret Skill.
From beginning to end, it’s been going in circles.
Even if he achieved a height that his ntor, the Heterodox Cultivator, couldn’t reach in his lifeti, what would it matter, in the end, must he not still face this issue?
For that mont of hesitation, for his youthful persistence and adherence to the technique, and for the compassion towards those disciples, he gave up the hope of further progress and chose to embrace death resolutely.
Is it worth?
Do you regret it?
Why not avoid deviating!?
Your ntor took several wrong steps just to achieve the second level, but if you take a wrong step... that’s the conclusion of ’knocking open the Celestial Gate, walking alone through the ages’, why do you not walk, why do you not walk?!
Whatever you fail in the Dao, there will be successors, but if you are gone, how can the successors succeed, can they succeed!
Zuo Shanhe!
It seed there was a roaring voice in his heart.
Along with series of bursts, bubbles exploded into scrolls.
These scrolls transford into mories, and after Zuo Shanhe traced them, they gradually began to mutate, shaking, wriggling, slowly forming shadows, roaring...
Within them, were his heart demons, and his ntor the Heterodox Cultivator, and the line of ancestral masters of the Life and Death Mountain and River Profound Sect once displayed on the ’Incense’...
They tempted him, accused him, denounced him.
Driving Zuo Shanhe’s ’mind and spirit’, step by step, into the abyss.
He began to sink.
But the fla condensed by his mind and spirit, amidst this boundless darkness, still ford a cluster of firelight.
It burned slowly,
just like the raging fire in the village he set ablaze at eighteen after killing his ntor, leaving a deep imprint in his heart, never to be erased.
And outside...
Outside Zuo Shanhe’s body, under those wide robes with long sleeves, embroidered with red phoenix patterns, the white clothes suddenly started to burn without wind.
As if a naless fla erupted, burning his entire body thoroughly!
Crash!
The mortal flesh was completely consud by the naless fire at this mont, as if from now on, there would no trace of soone nad ’Zuo Shanhe’ under the entire sky.
All that remained were the wide robes with long sleeves, floating in the vast, empty Mountain and River Hall, seemingly untouched by cleaning for a while, slightly dusty.
Yet————
Just as the floating robe was about to land!
Among them, a dim ’Primordial Pill’, now shining brightly, quietly rolled out with a ’gurgling’.
Crack-crack, on the Primordial Pill, it seed so cracks erged.
Until after a while!
With a ’boom’, the Primordial Pill shattered!
A Divine Soul suddenly rose from it, then grew larger and larger, until ’Postnatal Return to Innate’, as if reborn anew, shaped by the energy, stood gracefully, treading the void!
Upon closer inspection, it was...
Zuo Shanhe!
At this mont, he shed the old decaying body, shed the mortal flesh, as if he grasped the essence of Divine Soul, understanding sothing beyond the concept of ’Divine Soul’.
He uttered softly:
"Through catastrophic trials, all comprehended and realized."
"Shed flesh, then see the Primordial Spirit."
"First level ’Eternal Youth’."
"Second level ’Limb Regeneration’."
"Beyond the third level..."
"Is ’Reversal of Innate, Illuminating the Primordial Spirit’."
"This technique, deriving from ’Life and Death Mountain and River Profound Skill’, but..."
"Yet distinct from it."
"Has co to be nad, in the realm of martial arts, the ultimate Cultivation Technique!"
"Hence call it... ’Nirvana Primordial Spirit Skill’."
ticulously reorganizing the dust of his life.
And then,
amidst the ignorance, heard the haunting ’heart demon’, not knowing how long it passed, with Zuo Shanhe clinging to the last spark of his heart...
With a single spark, thoroughly ignites the expanse!
Burning all paths once traversed, and then, in the extremity of limb regeneration, with his understanding of ’technique’ and ’Dao’, becoming a kind of ’energy-turned Dao body’, as if Postnatal Return to Innate!
At this mont, he looked up to heaven.
The Celestial Gate, beckoning to him.
But, Zuo Shanhe did not take this step.
Rather, he rode the wind, gazing towards the mountain’s base.
Then,
he saw a young man, facing the wind from all directions, standing unwavering and firm, possessing the deanor of a Grandmaster at such a young age, resembling himself in his youth, he smiled:
"Li Treading Immortal, oh Li Treading Immortal..."
"What a big secret."
"What a big secret it is..."
"However,"
"This Sect Leader is not one to treasure things, with petty thoughts."
"Today, I inherited your technique, achieved great Dao, hence..."
"The ultimate ’martial prowess’ of this earthly realm, deserves your share!"
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