Chapter 873: Gazing from Beyond the Heavens, Mu Long Hears the Mountain's Assault

"You cannot be my senior brother." Elder Xinran could not accept this result; she had always believed the person before her was not her senior brother, but that her senior brother had been subdued and possessed by him.

But now he tells her they are one entity, only their souls differ.

Both are split souls, both are the same.

How can she believe it?

"I don't believe it!" Elder Xinran placed her sword at his neck, glaring at Lingjian Zhenren.

Lingjian Zhenren remained unmoved, quietly gazing at his junior sister before him, with no emotion and no panic.

His gaze gradually grew gentle, just as before.

He changed, becoming that senior brother exactly—his appearance, his gaze, even his aura—all changed.

But he is still himself; nothing has changed, yet it seems as if everything has changed.

"You..." Elder Xinran was struck, unable to believe what she saw before her.

Lingjian Zhenren switched effortlessly—sometimes senior brother, sometimes Lingjian Zhenren—back and forth; the transition was too smooth, not at all like someone possessed, nor like anyone else.

They are the same person, completely confirmed.

"How could this be? You must be deceiving me, you are lying to me, right?"

Elder Xinran could not believe what lay before her; she glared at her senior brother, hoping he would say "no."

Lingjian Zhenren sighed: "Junior sister, don't you understand? I never wanted to kill you; I only wanted to pressure you. Senior brother I truly admire you."

"You have found your own sword path; as for me, senior brother, it is time for me to depart."

"My plan has failed; staying in this world is useless."

Elder Xinran's body trembled, but she did not loosen her sword; she gritted her teeth, refusing to believe what she heard.

In her heart, she still clung to a sliver of hope.

Lingjian Zhenren lifted his head, fixed his gaze on Elder Xinran, and said: "Junior sister, senior brother is about to enter mahasamadhi."

Having spoken, Lingjian Zhenren sat cross-legged, his vital essence rapidly draining.

He truly was entering mahasamadhi, not just speaking idly.

"Senior brother, you..."

Lingjian Zhenren said nothing, closed his eyes, dissipating his cultivation and his soul.

Elder Xinran spoke to detain him, having many questions to ask.

But Lingjian Zhenren gave her no chance to speak, entering mahasamadhi right where he stood.

At the very moment his soul dissipated, Lingjian Zhenren's words reached Elder Xinran's ears.

"Junior sister, I hope to see you in Tianwai."

This soul completely dissipated, never to exist again.

The body before her also began to wither rapidly.

Vital essence, all dissipated.

Only a corpse remained here; Elder Xinran stared blankly, reached out to examine, ensuring he was dead.

He truly entered mahasamadhi, not a scheme, nor... deception.

"Entered mahasamadhi?"

Elder Xinran's lips trembled; she could not believe it.

After repeated checks, she confirmed it.

Senior brother truly entered mahasamadhi; those final words left Elder Xinran unable to believe.

She stared at the corpse before her, unable to regain her composure for a long time.

After a long while, Elder Xinran exhaled.

"Hoo hoo hoo."

"Senior brother, or rather Lingjian Zhenren, this elder will certainly go to Tianwai; when the time comes, I will personally find you and ask for clarification."

"If you are deceiving me, hum."

At this moment, her killing intent surged to the heavens.

Seeing this, Ming Jianzi and Ming Wuzi immediately rushed over and witnessed Lingjian Zhenren who had entered mahasamadhi.

Ming Jianzi was the first to ask: "Uncle Master, how is the Master?"

Ming Wuzi went to examine and reached a conclusion.

"He has entered mahasamadhi."

"What!"

Ming Jianzi was shocked, hurried forward to investigate the Master's condition.

After a moment, he furrowed his brow and muttered: "How could this be? How could the Master have entered mahasamadhi?"

"Why would he do this? Him?"

Ming Jianzi did not understand, could not comprehend why this happened.

Ming Wuzi turned to Elder Xinran and asked: "Uncle Master, how is the Master?"

"You are not mistaken; he has indeed entered mahasamadhi."

Elder Xinran coldly said: "In the end, he chose to enter mahasamadhi."

Ming Jianzi and Ming Wuzi did not press further; they knew the Master must have said something to the Uncle Master, otherwise the Uncle Master would not have erupted with such intense killing intent.

That killing intent, that sword intent, shook the entire Spirit Sword Sect.

Looking again at the Uncle Master's appearance, it did not look like anger.

The two exchanged a glance and sighed.

Tianwai.

Heavenly Heart Sect.

A mountain peak inside the Heavenly Heart Gate.

Inside the peak, spiritual energy swirled, and various miraculous scenery appeared one after another.

A figure sat cross‑legged in a certain blessed land, countless spiritual energy scattered, nearly exploding.

Those spiritual energies quickly entered that figure, and he swallowed them.

The formation trembled a few times, flashing several ripples.

He opened his eyes, looked at his hands, let out a muffled groan, and a mouthful of blood spilled out.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his body became unstable, and his spiritual aura grew weak.

"Longshe Shan's Chen Chuyang, this brat, deserves to die."

Elder Xin Wuhen looked at his hands, his soul injured, his Split Soul utterly destroyed.

That Split Soul of his had cost him great effort to send into that world, where it had lain hidden for so many years—all for the world's fortune—but now the Split Soul was destroyed, and all his plans have failed.

This Elder's plan has collapsed; this person must die.

Elder Xin Wuhen's killing intent erupted, and he charged against the entire formation.

It was a hair's breadth from the formation being broken through.

After a long while, his killing intent faded, replaced by icy coldness.

"That brat will surely come out sooner or later; that world will soon be unable to contain him, and this Elder awaits you."

"Brat, this Elder greatly looks forward to seeing you again."

He closed his eyes and began to repair his soul.

Mu Long Family.

Mu Long Wenshan's fury rose to the heavens; he could not sit and wait for death, nor could he remain within the family.

He wanted to leave, to go to that world, find Chen Chuyang, and kill him.

"If I don't kill him, I cannot find peace, nor can I cultivate."

His heart was utterly severed; if he does not kill Chen Chuyang, that person will become his heart demon.

Once a heart demon forms, trying to resolve it becomes difficult.

Mu Long Wenshan clearly knows the terror of a heart demon; he cannot stay within the family.

"Kill him, must kill him, kill him as soon as possible, before I develop a heart demon."

"My plans, my subordinates, and even my dignity have been humiliated by him."

"This debt must be settled."

"Even if my elder brother does not permit me to leave, I will still go."

Mu Long Wenshan rose to his feet, refusing to let his heart give birth to a heart demon.

Nor can we let Chen Chuyang live too well, nor let him continue to grow; we must strangle him in the cradle.

He began to alter his body and his aura, secretly leaving the family.

The small world—he must go there, and no one can stop him.

After he departed, a figure slowly appeared.

Gazing at his back, they let out a sigh.