Chapter 1239: No Time to Die!

No! Gu Yue Laozi, you violated our agreement!

Yun Lan Pòtiān's voice trembled.

Hiss—

The two Divine Light beams shot by Gu Yue Laozi continually cut his soul body like long blades; even without a physical body, the true sensation felt as if a bone‑scraping steel knife were deeply stabbing.

Pain, too painful!

Gu Yue Laozi, what exactly are you doing?

Ah—

Yun Lan Pòtiān's anguished cry echoed throughout this realm.

But that stone statue was devoid of joy or sorrow, like an emotionless sovereign, still dissecting his soul body; within just dozens of breaths, his soul body was split into countless fragments!

Yun Lan Pòtiān felt endless regret.

How could he have agreed to cooperate with Gu Yue Laozi?

Just now Gu Yue Laozi had set a trap for the Azure Abyss Emperor, and he had mocked his incompetence and foolishness; yet now he himself had willingly stepped into Gu Yue Laozi's snare.

What kind of immortality is this? This is clearly meant to put him to death!

It's literally making a deal with a tiger for its hide!

Noisy!

At this moment, Gu Yue Laozi's stone statue finally issued a cold rebuke.

Yun Lan Pòtiān endured the intense pain, looked at his own body, and fell silent for a moment.

Then he simply froze.

Gu Yue Laozi's method of cutting his soul body was too bizarre; it was not a simple division by soul power, but by Dao Resonance.

His soul body actually transformed into countless multicolored threads, each representing a different Great Dao he had cultivated before.

Among them, the threads of the Time Great Dao and Dream Great Dao were especially vigorous, as were the Blade Dao, Staff Dao, and Space Great Dao, etc.

Yun Lan Pòtiān looked doubtful.

What is Gu Yue Laozi trying to do?

Such means are truly beyond his comprehension!

Despite all this turmoil, his feeble soul body had not vanished—it was practically a miracle.

I really can't bear it; it's too painful!

Yun Lan Pòtiān began to complain.

Once again, a Divine Light beam shot from Gu Yue Laozi's stone statue onto the many soul threads; Yun Lan Pòtiān immediately moaned, this feeling was almost dying of pleasure, just as when his fleshly body had reached the Land of Ultimate End and sensed that ultimate bliss.

Exquisitely indescribable!

Ah—uh...

Yun Lan Pòtiān couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

At that moment, a golden thread of cause and effect was seized from within his soul body.

The power of cause and effect!

Upon the stone statue, countless huge hands seemed to continually pat and seal that cause‑and‑effect thread, finally refining a hidden vital energy.

Gu Yue Laozi's voice rang out: "Xiao Nannan's cause and effect—so this girl is her… This Dieyue actually has such great cause and effect with Lu Xuan, excellent, excellent."

"Unfortunately, my current body is defective and cannot continue to probe. That Yun Lan Pòtiān's soul body possesses such cause‑and‑effect power is not in vain for the Gu Clan, who exhausted their hearts and minds to rescue him."

When that cause‑and‑effect thread was pulled away, Yun Lan Pòtiān felt himself losing his memories of Xiao Nannan.

No!

It was not just losing memories, but losing every trace of having coexisted with Xiao Nannan!

Hiss! What a terrifying method!

Yun Lan Pòtiān felt an intense shock.

But after a moment, Gu Yue Laozi again placed that cause‑and‑effect thread back into his soul body.

Gu Yue Laozi, I am willing to pursue immortality together with the Gu Clan!

Yun Lan Pòtiān, utterly shocked, spoke with utmost respect.

As you wish!

Gu Yue Laozi's stone statue again shed a Divine Light beam, and a multicolored poison bug fell, helping the many fragmented soul bodies of Yun Lan Pòtiān begin to re‑assemble: "Yun Lan Pòtiān, if you want a life of drunken dreams, then go ahead and indulge."

In the next instant, Yun Lan Pòtiān fell into an illusion.

Nine‑turn Illusion Dream Poison Bug!

Such a poison bug takes the form of a butterfly; if Lu Xuan and the others were here, they would surely discover that this poison bug also possesses a dream Dao Resonance similar to that of the Butterfly World.

The Nine‑turn Poison Bug loomed over Yun Lan Pòtiān's soul body, beginning to weave his illusion.

In the illusion, Yun Lan Pòtiān laughed wildly; the Cloud Storm Heaven Palace remained unbroken, and the Cloud Storm Heaven had not yet been invaded by the four powers.

His beautiful dream continued.

He, as if dispatching the Magic Cloud Sect to seize more peerless beauties within the Cloud Storm Heaven, then in the Heaven Palace the wine pools and meat forests remained as before, night after night of indulgence.

He, like a drowning person, had already sunk into it; a mere soul body could hardly distinguish.

Or perhaps he simply did not wish to distinguish.

Gu Yue Laozi's stone statue lowered its eyelids, like a solemn giant gazing down upon the Nine‑turn Illusion Dream Poison Bug; within that illusion, everything lay plainly before its eyes.

The stone statue let out a jeering laugh: "Drunken dream‑death? Heh… Without true immortality, even if it were real, it would be no more than this illusion—just a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water."

"Butterfly World? Somewhat interesting. I am about to face Lu Xuan head‑on—death? Failure? I, Gu Yue, have no time to die; I have long been prepared for death."

After a moment.

The stone statue summoned Feng Kuangman and the others: "Set out at once, take this Nine‑turn Illusion Dream Poison Bug, and head for the Butterfly World."

Feng Kuangman and the others looked at this nine-turn poison creature with doubtful expressions; the soul body of Yunlan Poti dwelled within it, lost in a drunken dream, and they exclaimed, "Butterfly World?"

One must know that the Butterfly World is infinitely far from the World Tree, and one must also cross the Reverse-flow River within it.

The Reverse-flow River is extremely dangerous, not only eroded by the Power of Time but also invaded by the Longevity Clan and possibly attacked by Abyssal Beasts; with their strength, wanting to reach the Butterfly World is nothing short of a daydream.

After all, if this were so simple, the Azure Abyss Emperor would have gone there long ago; why would they need to cooperate with the Gu Clan?

A flicker of pain appeared in the scar on Feng Kuangman's face as he gave a bitter smile: "Ancestor, our strength likely cannot even leave a hundred-mile radius before being eroded by the Time's Gale and utterly destroyed."

No problem.

Gu Yue Laozi's voice was full of confidence: "I have already planned the route for this journey for you."

Pssh!

An ancient jade slip fell before Feng Kuangman.

Feng Kuangman took it, probed it with his divine sense, was slightly stunned, and his excited body began to tremble: "Ancestor, this this this…"

Simply because, the treasures within this ancient jade slip are simply too heaven-defying.

A star map leading to the Butterfly World, and even a route for the Reverse-flow River.

Furthermore, there is an ancient vessel, its surface covered in Dao patterns, each strand of Dao resonance containing a terrifying aura, the aura entirely that of a Dao Lord.

Moreover, there are several terrifying offensive and defensive spiritual weapons, all of Dao Lord level.

Hiss!

Feng Kuangman had also never seen such a foundation before, and instantly his confidence swelled.

Just, Ancestor, our cultivation is not even at the half-step Dao Lord level, so we still dare not step out from the World Tree.

Feng Kuangman's eyes blazed with fervent zeal as he cautiously gazed at the stone carving of Gu Yue Laozi, once again pleading.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue Laozi did not fly into a rage; instead, he spoke calmly, "I have long prepared this for you."

In the next instant.

Pssh pssh pssh!

Several nine-turn poison creatures shot out directly.

Feng Kuangman and the others immediately exclaimed, "Nine-turn cultivation poison!"

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