Chapter 1829: The Three Phases That Once Disappeared

"It is naturally the three phases that should have been born in my three phase palaces back then."

When Li Luo spoke these words, his expression was filled with complex emotion, for when he reached his current state, those once unfathomable mists could no longer conceal his vision.

Thus, he naturally also came to know what had happened to him back then.

For example, his innate three phase palaces.

Those three phase palaces were not empty from the start; at the moment of their birth, three phases were also nurtured within them.

That is to say, when Li Luo was tested for his phase back then, if following normal circumstances, he should not have been an empty phase, but should have directly tested as possessing three phase palaces and three phases.

What an unparalleled bearing this is!

After all, three phase palaces and three phases constitute the configuration of a king-realm powerhouse.

Yet Li Luo already possessed this upon stepping into phase force cultivation.

Such talent, throughout ancient and modern times, must belong to the first person!

It is hard to imagine, if Li Luo had started with this configuration back then, he would likely have shaken the entire Eastern Domain Outer Shenzhou, and even the heavenly king lineages of other Inner Shenzhou would have been stirred by this, salivating greatly and attempting to win him over.

But that would perhaps have been another story altogether.

However, these never came to pass... because Li Luo's originally world-shaking three phases were quietly hidden by a power at the moment of their birth.

And that power, Li Luo now knows its source—it is none other than the handiwork of this sect master before him.

"You even uncovered my ultimate trump card—no wonder you are the savior capable of ending chaos." The sect master also let out a soft sigh at this moment, the golden pupils beneath her mask showing appreciation and admiration, growing ever more intense.

She obviously did not deny her own handiwork.

Li Luo seemed somewhat angry as he said: "You have stifled the glory that an unparalleled heavenly pride of ancient and modern times should have enjoyed."

The sect master emitted an ethereal light laugh, saying: "That is truly my apologies."

"But if I had not hidden your three phases, these three phases would have been absorbed by the myriad phase seeds, after all you also know the myriad phase seeds are the scheme of the Dark Sect Master, and I cannot control the myriad phase seeds, so I could only exert influence through a deeper scheme."

Li Luo was not truly angry, for he knew this was a scheme between the sect master and the Dark Sect Master directed at each other.

However, what made him slightly curious was, after the sect master lost control of the myriad phase seeds, what medium and means did she use, and at what time, to hide his three phases?

This certainly was not during the phase testing, for that time would be much earlier, otherwise it could not have concealed from the Dark Sect Master.

Li Luo's eyes flowed with mysterious light, as if countless images flashed from the depths of his gaze, and he finally said somewhat surprisingly: "So you used Jiang Qinge as a medium to achieve this scheme."

Back then, Li Taixuan and Tan Tan Lan entered the sect ruins, obtained the myriad phase seeds, and simultaneously found the still-sleeping, infant-like Jiang Qinge.

At that time, Tan Tan Lan was already pregnant, the myriad phase seeds entered her body and fused with the fetus within, between which there was inherently danger, causing mother and child to suffer grave injuries, and at the critical moment, Jiang Qinge, in her sleep, dissolved her own qi and blood to nourish mother and child.

This is also why Tan Tan Lan said they mother and child owed Jiang Qinge as the main reason.

And the sect master's method was to intervene at this time, evading the Dark Sect Master's perception of the myriad phase seeds, and one step earlier inject the power to hide Li Luo's phases.

Otherwise, if this step failed, Li Luo would later truly reveal his three phases from the very beginning, which would instead become nourishment for the Dark Sect Master, enabling him to descend earlier and more perfectly.

At that time, only then would there truly be no room for a turnaround.

This made Li Luo involuntarily sigh: the scheming and dueling between the sect master and the Dark Sect Master is truly heart-stopping, worthy of awe.

"With your current realm and strength, what use is my hiding? You have already uncovered all secrets—just take them yourself." The sect master said.

Li Luo smiled slightly, said no more, and gazed at his own body, as if seeing into its deepest depths, where a layer of mist flowed, concealing all detection.

But now, these mists no longer have any concealing effect on Li Luo.

He extended his palm and gently clenched.

In his palm, three light orbs slowly rose, each emitting profound mystery, the three phases appearing accordingly.

That is...

Heavenly Dragon Phase.

Golden Winged Great Peng Phase.

As expected, these two phases—after all, Li Taixuan and Tan Tan Lan possessed the first phase, so it is highly likely it was transmitted to him through bloodline connection.

It is that third phase that surprised both Li Luo and the sect master.

That phase has no substantial form, illusory and ethereal, yet vaguely resembles a blurred river, flowing through ancient and modern times, surging endlessly, reflecting myriad ages.

This is...

"Ages Phase."

Li Luo and the sect master spoke in unison.

"No wonder you are the unparalleled heavenly pride of ancient and modern times—such a phase would actually be born in your body." The sect master sighed, even she, a stunning presence across multiple eras, was astonished by Li Luo's phase.

After all, such a phase, even the sect master has never seen.

However, the two merely marveled at the rarity of the "Ages Phase"; for them, all phases are inferior to the Ten Grades of Dao Certification, which is the true extremity of the path.

Thus Li Luo also did not hesitate much; with a thought, the three phases that should have accompanied his birth and drawn worldwide attention were directly subjected by him to "Offering to Nothing."

The three phases drifted and dispersed within his body.

In an instant, Li Luo's aura completely vanished from the sect master's perception.

Whether now, past, or future, it cannot be sought.

Yet in the darkness, the sect master sensed a powerful will that cannot be spoken, enveloping the entire world.

In the sect master's golden pupils, a hint of smile and complex emotion appeared—this realm was once her pursuit, but she fell short by the final step; fortunately, now being able to witness it firsthand, this lingering obsession was not in vain across such long ages.

"Li Luo, congratulations, you have certified the Ten Grades of Dao, forged the Ten Grades of Formless Dao."

The sect master's delicate hands overlapped, her cloud sleeves drooping, she slightly bowed toward Li Luo—this legendary presence who has astonished the long river of ages, at this moment, sent him greetings crossing vast ages.

Li Luo also solemnly returned the salute: "Thank you, sect master, for guarding my Dao."

Her scheme spanned ancient and modern times; if not for the sect master, Li Luo might not have achieved this.

"The Dark Sect Master arose because of me—this is the calamity I caused, and I naturally must exhaust all my strength to resolve it."

The sect master smiled faintly, saying: "If not for my arrogance back then, venturing into the deepest reaches of the Dark World, attempting to utterly eradicate the source of all evil, perhaps if I had merely let the ages shift, waiting for your appearance, no such trouble would be needed, and you could have certified the Ten Grades and ended all chaos."

"How difficult is certifying the Ten Grades of Dao? If I had followed the original path, even being born with three palaces and three phases, I might not have reached the end." Li Luo shook his head—his journey, though arduous, through trials and tribulations, has forged the true essence.

The opening of the Three Palaces and Three Ministers was indeed smooth sailing, enough to sweep away all enemies along the way, but it did not necessarily prove the attainment of the Ten Grades.

The sect master chuckled lightly, yet her figure was gradually becoming illusory; this breath of obsession would ultimately dissipate in the river of time.

Li Luo watched the sect master's fading aura, his expression also somewhat complex; though she said she was arranging matters for the calamity he had caused, no matter what, he owed his current realm to her crucial role.

"Li Luo, there's no need for sentiment; this is my mission, and I have fulfilled it perfectly," the sect master said.

Her voice paused, the ethereal tone now tinged with other emotions; her golden eyes fixed deeply on Li Luo as she suddenly said, "Li Luo, come closer."

Li Luo did not understand why, but he still leaned forward, drawing near to the sect master.

The sect master extended her palm, her slender fingers lightly tapping, then suddenly flicked hard against Li Luo's forehead.

Flick!

A clear sound rang out.

Li Luo's face showed astonishment, then he laughed and cried at once, never expecting that this revered legendary sect master, feared by heavenly kings across the ages, would act so childishly at this moment.

The sect master's action was bewildering, yet it seemed to carry another meaning.

"Hahaha!"

After giving Li Luo a flick to the forehead, the sect master could not help but burst into laughter, her figure growing increasingly illusory in the process, ultimately vanishing completely within the reflection of Li Luo's pupils.

The ethereal laughter echoed in the Star Hall, carrying a faint sound that faded with it.

"Li Luo, go forth."

"My mission is complete; now it is your turn to fulfill yours."

"Though I did not succeed in proving the Dao at the Ten Grades, I have also participated in this proving of the Ten Grades—how splendid! How splendid!"

The lingering echoes faded; this legendary sect master, in the end, dissipated into the river of time, leaving no trace behind.