Chapter 180: Classic of Eternal Life

Amitabha, good, good. If my monk senior brother, Great Master Ku Bei, were still alive, he might have a way. Everything in this world has cause and effect; there cannot be an invincible existence, nor someone who cannot be defeated." Le Bei Grand Master clasped his hands before his chest and said.

His blood-red monk's robe hasn't been changed; the blood on it has already congealed, giving off a strong bloody smell.

Monks also have desires; from Le Bei Grand Master's gaze, drooling over the dragon throne, this is shown in full abundance.

At that moment, a person stood at the gate of the main palace. He appeared unnoticed, and no one noticed. In the moonlight, his dark silhouette was stretched out long.

Chen Yi He recognized him at a glance, but he still asked, "Royal Old Ancestor?"

Everyone involuntarily stepped back; the place they now stand is his descendants' territory.

The Royal Old Ancestor is a person of the Great Zhou Dynasty! No one can defeat him.

"They are not gods." The Royal Old Ancestor said.

"They are not gods? Then what are they?" Chen Yi He asked, gathering his courage, thinking that as an upright person he fears no crooked shadow, Emperor Wen of Zhou was not driven away by him, he targets the Western Depot, what is there to fear?

Moreover, the grudge between the Royal Old Ancestor and Grandfather Zhang runs deep.

"They are people of the Heavenly Way. The so-called Heavenly Way is the heavenly principle, a prison in heaven. Their strength is at the Seventh Heaven Great Accomplishment stage, not yet having broken through to the Eighth Heaven." The Royal Old Ancestor said to everyone.

This statement startled everyone.

"Seventh Heaven Great Accomplishment stage!" Yan Shan Hai exclaimed in shock.

The Seventh Heaven Great Accomplishment stage is far stronger than Dongfang Wuji, the Royal Old Ancestor, and Grandfather Zhang—many times over! In the Seventh Heaven realm, the gap between each stage is vast beyond imagination.

Above the Seventh Heaven, figures of the Eighth Heaven have never appeared in history.

"What is the heavenly principle again?" Chen Yi He asked.

"It is an organization from ancient times; I also saw it in old texts, always thinking it was a myth, until today seeing those three people did I know that the Heavenly Way truly exists." The Royal Old Ancestor replied.

"What exactly do they do?"

"The heavenly prison?"

"Hmm... they might be the prisoners locked up in heaven."

"Prisoners locked up in heaven?" Everyone found it unbelievable, even hard to imagine; only Seventh Heaven masters can fly, so those who guard the heavenly prisoners—what level must they be?

"When I fought Dongfang Wuji and Zhang Huayu, the power was too strong; heaven and earth could not bear it, space split open. Moreover, you severed the Great Zhou Dynasty's dragon veins, making the split larger, so they could escape the Heavenly Way and come to the mortal world." For some reason, the Royal Old Ancestor also used the term "mortal world."

After hearing the Royal Old Ancestor say this, Chen Yi He understood: the Heavenly Way is not something ordinary people can just enter or leave; after careful thought, something even more terrifying lies ahead—perhaps in the world there is a group of powerful people who control everything, such as the overseers of the Heavenly Way!

They can even enslave Seventh Heaven masters! They have placed the life-and-death prison above the nine heavens!

The sky that ordinary people cannot reach has become their playground.

In this light, all the hard work that Chen Yi He and these people have put in is not as quick as a flick of the finger by those unknown individuals.

"Too terrifying." Someone muttered.

The candlelight on the main palace hall was blown by a gust of wind; scattered sparks flickered in the darkness, dim and wavering, adding a sense of fear to everyone's hearts.

Everything the Royal Old Ancestor said shattered everyone's cognition.

Tian Ming, Tian Zai, and Tian Ba—these three are likely the prisoners locked in the Heavenly Way! Only one thing is hard to fathom: how have they survived to this day? Are they immortal?

Yan Shan Hai even speculated, "If the Seventh Heaven can break through spatial limits to achieve the power of flight, could the Eighth Heaven be immortality?"

Such a bold speculation, no martial arts secret manual would dare to write!

Yan Shan Hai didn't even dare to think he could make such a speculation, but indeed, recently a series of unusual events have shattered their thinking—like Seventh Heaven masters appearing one after another, like a huge black hole tearing open in the sky…

Only immortals can stand firm amidst the river of time spanning thousands to tens of thousands of years.

"I don't believe it; you're too exaggerated." Hu Bao denied.

"The poor monk actually thinks this is possible; otherwise, where would they come from? All sects in the jianghu intercommunicate; if any sect lacked a master, it would quickly become common knowledge. Yet these three—we have never heard of them—shows they are definitely not people of our era." Le Bei Grand Master said this, and moreover glanced warily at the Royal Old Ancestor.

"Have they really lived countless ages?" Ling Hou Shang sought confirmation from the Royal Old Ancestor; he is an open-minded person, not too inclined to believe strange things.

Yet even with this inquiry, the Royal Old Ancestor could give no answer; in his several hundred years of life, he had never heard of such beings, and Sixth Heaven masters are exceedingly rare—the last time he heard of a Seventh Heaven master was three hundred years ago, Dongfang Wuji.

"Just the prisoners are this strong—truly hard to imagine!" Duan Sheng sighed, his hands clenched tightly, sweat filling his palms.

"Heavenly Way..." Chen Yi He murmured, gazing at the resplendent golden ceiling of the main palace, as if he could see through everything, his eyes shooting straight to the ninth heaven.

The gloomy Hong Liang repeatedly asked, "Are they really going to level our mortal world? They aren't prisoners, are they? Shouldn't they be captured back to the Heavenly Way and given extreme punishment?" Hong Liang also began using the term "mortal world," and vaguely, everyone acknowledged the difference between heaven and earth.

"I don't know this either, but the ancient texts clearly state that their strength is at least at the Seventh Heaven Great Accomplishment realm; with the power of these three, destroying the entire Heaven Peace Continent is no problem. If no one can stop them."

"Too terrifying. I can't imagine the scene where my Five Tiger Sect's many brothers and sisters are killed in a single move, leaving not even ashes." Because of fear, Hu Bao's face was waxy yellow, looking somewhat frightening in the weak candlelight.

"In this world, there are too many things that cannot be explained... sigh." The Royal Old Ancestor also sighed; he was not sighing for the Great Zhou Dynasty, nor for the common folk, but for himself—having finally made a major breakthrough in the Classic of Eternal Life, he might achieve immortality; if at this moment his efforts fell short, even as a ghost he would not be willing.