Chapter 1724: Chapter 1713: Tempering the Mind
There’s no point in staying in this strange space.
Because Zeng Guangyuan and the others were simply unable to forcibly open the entrance to the Dragon Origin Secret Realm, and now that the demonic sects are stirring, although Zeng Guangyuan and the others are very worried about Ye Chenfeng’s safety, the current situation forces them not to stay in this strange space and wait any longer.
Zeng Guangyuan and Qian Rong’an both believe that since their master, Ye Chenfeng, has achieved the status of a Fifth-Rank Alchemist, which only existed in the past, they should have confidence in their master.
After briefly discussing matters regarding the Alliance.
Zeng Guangyuan, Su Bingyun, and the others all left this strange space, and the Heaven-Gold Rat, Xiao Jin, temporarily followed Zuo Feibai.
Everyone’s face was filled with worry, most of them concerned about whether there was still hope to see Ye Chenfeng again in the future.
…
And as Zeng Guangyuan and the others left the strange space.
Dragon Origin Secret Realm.
In that mysterious palace at the end of the Road to Heaven.
Ye Chenfeng was still unaware that everyone had been transported out of the Dragon Origin Secret Realm and that the entrance to the Dragon Origin Secret Realm was completely sealed off.
As he stepped into the palace, Ye Chenfeng shuddered, feeling that the world outside the palace and inside were completely different.
The temperature inside the palace was frighteningly low, with the floor and walls covered in thick frost.
By all accounts, with Ye Chenfeng’s strength having reached the Peak of the First Heaven of the Reincarnation Realm, he should be immune to extre cold. Yet now he felt the blood in his body beginning to freeze, and his skin was stinging sharply all over. This illustrated how low the temperature was, unbearable even for soone at the First Heaven of the Reincarnation Realm.
Ye Chenfeng’s body felt increasingly stiff, and he inwardly sensed trouble, wanting to exit the palace imdiately. Just then, the Millennium Ice Snow Lotus in his Dantian began to spin.
As the Millennium Ice Snow Lotus spun, the blood in Ye Chenfeng’s body regained its warmth. Although his body still felt cold, it was no longer life-threatening.
Once his stiff body began to recover, Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he start to survey the palace’s surroundings.
The palace was exceptionally large.
The entire palace didn’t have anything particularly special, except for a massive coffin that attracted Ye Chenfeng.
In the palace’s very center, high up in the air, four thick tal chains secured the four corners of a coffin, suspending it steadily in mid-air.
The entire coffin was white, a full twenty ters long and ten ters wide. Compared to this gigantic white coffin, an ordinary person’s coffin would probably be less than one-tenth its size.
The massive white coffin had nurous tiny holes on its surface, from which an extre cold emanated continuously. It seed that the chilling temperature of the palace was linked to this gigantic white coffin.
Several lifelike white dragons were carved into the coffin’s surface; besides this, Ye Chenfeng sensed nothing else.
Ye Chenfeng had co here to obtain the Dragon Clan’s legacy, and this was the only peculiar thing in the palace, so he suspected that the Dragon Clan’s legacy was related to this coffin.
With the protection of the Millennium Ice Snow Lotus, Ye Chenfeng had no fear of the cold here, and he took slow steps towards the white coffin suspended in mid-air.
After taking ten steps, Ye Chenfeng suddenly felt the world spin around him, a dizziness overwhelming his mind. When he regained his senses, he discovered that his surroundings had changed, and he had returned to the Wind Guard Camp of the Secular World?
Ye Chenfeng realized he had entered so kind of Illusory Realm, likely a test to obtain the Dragon Clan’s legacy.
After understanding what had happened, Ye Chenfeng quickly cald his emotions.
He saw Wu Xiaofei and other won, his grandparents, his parents, and his children, all chatting and laughing together, yet they seed entirely unaware of Ye Chenfeng’s presence.
Since he had already determined that this was an illusion, Ye Chenfeng began considering how to escape it.
But as ti slowly passed.
The Illusory Realm’s seasons changed unceasingly. At first, Ye Chenfeng was indifferent, but he saw that in the illusion, his won, his grandparents, his parents, and his children were all gradually aging.
The Illusory Realm’s ti flowed very quickly.
Ye Chenfeng watched as his grandfather eventually died due to old age, and everyone in the Wind Guard Camp held a funeral for him.
Ye Chenfeng watched his grandfather lying motionless in the coffin; though he knew it was an illusion, his heart felt a sharp pain. He whispered to himself, “Stay calm; everything here is an illusion.”
The funeral in the illusion ended.
Ti continued to elapse quickly, and he watched the wrinkles on his parents’ faces grow more nurous until they too succumbed to death, witnessing their funeral alongside their aged appearance in the coffin.
Ye Chenfeng bit his lip hard, his heart twisting with pain. His breathing grew rapid as he gritted his teeth and shouted, “It’s all fake, it’s all fake.”
Shortly after, the funeral for his parents also concluded.
The Illusory Realm’s ti once again flew by.
Ye Chenfeng’s won aged and died one by one, and his children grew up, aged, and died.
He witnessed funeral after funeral.
Ye Chenfeng’s heart felt like it was breaking. His biggest fear was his own incompetence, rendering him unable to protect his loved ones and partners.
Ye Chenfeng tightly clenched his fist, pressing so hard that his nails dug into his palm, blood trickling down his hand onto the ground, and he could no longer suppress a hoarse roar: “No, none of this is real. I will protect everyone around ; I will never let them leave first.”
Just as Ye Chenfeng finished yelling, an old voice echoed in his ears: “True or false, false or true, can you really say it’s all fake? Those around you will eventually leave you, and even you will one day beco dust, disappearing into the heavens and earth.”
“The heavens control everything, all things in this world. Only the heavens are eternal. Everything else has its end, and those around you are destined to leave you one by one.”
This old voice resonated in Ye Chenfeng’s ears, carrying a strange magic that made him forget he was in an Illusory Realm, leading him to mistakenly believe that everything that had happened was real, that his loved ones and partners had all died one by one.
Ye Chenfeng’s face alternated between pain,
sadness,
anger,
and loneliness.
…
In just one minute, Ye Chenfeng’s state of mind shifted countless tis, as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.
Just as Ye Chenfeng’s determination to reach Eternal Life was wavering and fading, a surge of unwillingness and fury erupted from deep within his heart.
The determination that had been faltering and fading suddenly ceased to waver.
The tears stopped flowing.
The fire in Ye Chenfeng’s chest was about to explode, and he pointed his finger at the sky, shouting powerfully, “Why? Why do you get to decide our destiny? Decide our life and death? I, Ye Chenfeng, refuse to accept this, I refuse!”
Ye Chenfeng’s eyes were blood-red, and his determination, which had been faltering and fading, began to coalesce bit by bit, and his resolve to reach Eternal Life beca more steadfast. He shouted with all his might: “I will not let you take those around . Even if they reach Yama’s Palace, I will bring them back. No one in this world can block my path, not even you, Heaven.”
“I will reach Eternal Life. I will ensure everyone around reaches Eternal Life.”
As he finished these words, Ye Chenfeng suddenly cald down, and his heart, set on reaching Eternal Life, beca indestructible, impervious to destruction.
When Ye Chenfeng had cald down.
He found his surroundings had changed again; he was back in that mysterious palace.
After undergoing this tempering, Ye Chenfeng’s disposition had beco flawless.
After all, the path to Eternal Life was a one-way road; any crack or instability in disposition could lead to an irredeemable fate.
…(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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