Beyond the river of ti, within the Great Chaos.
Supre expressionlessly tossed Douluo Palace back into place and walked inside.
The two Children were dizzy and dazed, and Lu Jianxue was staggering about.
After a mont, Golden Horned and Silver Horned ca to their senses and dutifully resud fanning the flas. Lu Jianxue, however, was much bolder. With a pained expression, she asked:
"Grandpa Li, did you go fighting again? Next ti, could you please not use Douluo Palace to smash people? My head is buzzing..."
The old Daoist suddenly broke into a smile. He patted Lu Jianxue’s head and said cheerfully:
"If I used anything else, I’m afraid I’d smash those fellows to death. You see, a living Dao Fruit can still be divined. Once it’s dead, it can no longer be extrapolated. Smashing them to death would be no good."
Lu Jianxue seed to only half-understand. She sighed and said:
"In that case, Grandpa Li, please be a little gentler next ti. All this shaking back and forth is making really dizzy!"
"Ah, you. If you were more diligent with your cultivation, you wouldn’t feel a thing," the old Daoist chuckled. "Once your cultivation is strong enough, you can go out and find Xiaoxuan."
Lu Jianxue’s eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.
"Okay!"
.........
「Current World, Demon Tomb.」
"Can that senior truly kill Lu Xuan?" Ming Xiangjun couldn’t help but ask.
"Without a doubt."
The Heaven-Reaching Demon God spoke with a smile:
"Among those buried in the Demon Tomb until this day, aside from the two Great Saints, the other thirty-four are all Existences infinitely close to the Great Saint level."
He paused for a mont before adding:
"I have also heard the na Shen Gonghu. It is said that he stirred up great turmoil in the late Shang Dynasty of Ancient Tis and once presided over a great calamity. With such a figure taking action personally, how could Lu Zi possibly survive?"
"True." Ming Xiangjun’s thoughts shifted, and she felt a sense of relief, nodding lightly.
.........
「The Great Wall.」
Countless bones had been buried in the cetery beside Majestic City.
Xiaoyan, wrapped in a fox-fur cloak, had just arrived. She stared silently at the seemingly endless cetery beside Majestic City, lost in thought.
After a mont, she spoke softly:
"Are these all the soldiers who have died in battle over the last sixty-eight hundred years?"
"That’s right," Yan Huang sighed softly. "But that’s not all of them."
He paused, then lowered his gaze and said:
"In truth, most of these are cenotaphs. Many soldiers were devoured by the Demon Children, and not even their bones remain."
Xiaoyan fell silent.
After a long while, she climbed the Great Wall and stood upon the blood-stained bricks. Gazing out at the straight, star-strewn road, she asked:
"When will Xiaolu return?"
Chong Shanhu walked over, also gazing into the depths of the starry sky where many once-bright stars were now stained with blood and had grown dim.
He said softly:
"In response to the Mistress, Teacher should be back soon. Xiaotian said he saw Teacher carve a path of slaughter across the Great Cosmos, all the way to the Cosmic Edge Wilderness."
"I see." Xiaoyan nodded silently.
At so point, Li Changgeng had also appeared on the Great Wall. His gaze was profound as he stared quietly at the road of bones, seemingly lost in thought.
Nearby, the Old Black Dog, having just settled Zhou Xiaotong down, ambled over and asked:
"Where is my master?"
"He likely remained in the Qin Dynasty," Li Changgeng said, crouching down to stroke the dog’s head. He then added an instruction:
"Take good care of Xiaotong. I’m going into the depths of the starry sky to have a look. The clash of weapons seems to have ceased, which might an sothing has changed."
"Alright," the Heaven-Barking Dog nodded.
Then, Li Changgeng and the Big Black Bull set foot on the road of bones and journeyed onward.
anwhile, Xiaoyan remained standing quietly on the Great Wall. Seemingly feeling a chill, she silently tightened her fox-fur cloak and murmured to herself:
"What about your promise for the fifteenth of the eighth month, Xiaolu?"
.........
「Cosmic Edge Wilderness.」
Inside the Death Tower, the form of the Ancient Immortal—who was missing his left hand and bore the mark of the Great Buddha Seal on his chest—changed once more. His left hand grew back, and his chest was now unblemished.
He pressed down with a great hand, binding both the Sanqing Temple and Lu Xuan. Then, glancing sideways beyond the Boundary, he said with a smile:
"Senior Brother Duobao, I take it you’ve already had a go?"
Beyond the Boundary, Duobao had regained his composure, all traces of anger gone from his voice:
"Yes."
The Ancient Immortal smiled again and said:
"I didn’t want to move against our junior brother either, but a certain soone gave an order to suppress him for one month..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Lu Xuan in his palm and praised him:
"Junior Brother, what impressive thods. This Daoist Temple is truly extraordinary, as is that avatar of yours holding the Human Saint Position... If not for my own, Shen Gonghu’s, exceptional skills, any other Immortal would likely be no match for you."
Lu Xuan, who had been on the verge of summoning the nurous Supre Treasures from his sea of consciousness, froze.
’Suppressed for a month?’
’Shen Gonghu?’
He frowned. "Aren’t you called Shen Gongbao?"
"Shen Gongbao?" The Ancient Immortal looked surprised. "When was I ever called that? I was nad Shen Gonghu at birth and have been ever since... However, I do have so impression of the person you speak of."
Shen Gonghu said with a smile:
"He seed to be a Registered Disciple of my master as well. He presided over a calamity before my ti, but later sohow managed to provoke the Supre Heavenly Venerable and was slapped to death with a single palm..."
His voice ca to an abrupt halt.
As for Lu Xuan, realization dawned on him.
After a mont, the Ancient Immortal looked sideways, his gaze vacant. He stared toward the majestic figure beyond the Boundary, whose anger had already subsided, and asked in a low voice:
"Senior Brother Duobao, am I... still ?"
"You already have the answer in your heart," Duobao said flatly. "I will not stop you. One month. Do as you see fit."
Shen Gonghu collapsed to the ground. He sat there, stunned, for a long, long ti, before suddenly bursting into loud sobs.
Lu Xuan’s focus sharpened. ’Shen Gongbao, Shen Gonghu, the Three Masters...’
’The Three Masters intervened, and the end result is that I’ll be sealed for one month?’
’If it’s only for a month, it’s no great loss.’
’It’s just...’
A chill ran through him as he once again recognized the terrifying power of Daluo and Dao Fruit. Without a sound, the person before him was no longer the sa person from a mont ago.
’If I weren’t an "Uncertain Variable," I probably wouldn’t have noticed a thing. If this is what happened to Shen Gongbao and Shen Gonghu, what about everyone else?’
’Are any of the others still their original selves?’
’Throughout this limited stretch of ti, how many tis have the Immortal Gods been replaced? How many have been swapped out?’
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