Chapter 406

Zhenwu Golden Summit, Ancestor Hall.

Pitch black like a dark cave, where could a bit of light be seen; the aged figure walked in like a ghost.

Ge Huanzhen, a figure who had been dead for decades, returned as if from the underworld, appearing in the silent Zhenwu Hall.

This great hall seemed to have buried everyone's vitality, with only a bit of warmth sprouting and rising...

Quietly reviving amidst that evil calamity.

"This is one of the nine inner alchemy methods, delving into the changes of the world's calamities; that person from the Southern Zhang exhausted his heart's blood to refine only three elixir talismans." Ge Huanzhen felt Chu Chaoran's aura and whispered faintly.

"You have indeed become like the Sect Leader back then."

"Little Chicken, I didn't expect that after so many years, I could see you again; I am very gratified."

Chu Chaoran's voice echoed in the great hall, yet his figure seemed to still be wandering in that chaotic darkness, not having transcended out.

"Gratified?" Ge Huanzhen heard this and could not help but let out a cold laugh, filled with undisguised mockery.

"This road is long, the mountains and rivers remain, but old friends wither one after another."

Chu Chaoran's voice sounded again, filled with a trace of sentiment.

"You are also old; even if you step into Pure Yang Limitless, you cannot resist the vicissitudes of human Dao." Ge Huanzhen sneered: "Old friends wither..."

"You actually have someone who can utter such a sigh?"

"How many times in midnight dreams, have you ever seen the Sect Leader, have you ever seen those brothers and sisters who died at your hands?"

Ge Huanzhen's voice became increasingly cold, filled with bone-deep hatred and resentment.

"The Thirteen Zodiacs, with people as the head; you and the Sect Leader are this heaven, this earth, this Limitless Universe; wherever you go, whether it is the Daoist Sect or the Wu Wei Sect, who does not respect, who does not submit?"

"Originally, we could have reorganized these mountains and rivers, creating a great cause that predecessors had never achieved..."

"But you..."

"Chu Chaoran!" Ge Huanzhen gritted his teeth and spat out that name.

These three words contained who knew how many days and nights of hatred and pain.

"You are just a petty person who deceives the world and steals fame."

"We twelve people respected you, honored you, trusted you, and could even entrust our lives to you..." Ge Huanzhen's aged body trembled.

Even though sixty years had passed, that hatred was still fresh.

Once upon a time, the man before his eyes was their leader, their elder brother, their most trusted partner.

But that night...

"You killed us all."

Boom—

Outside the great hall, dark clouds surged, a thunderbolt tore through the sky, and the deep purple electric light shone on Ge Huanzhen's face.

He would never forget that night, the Thirteen Zodiacs gathered; that was the strongest generation, none in the world did not fear, none in the sect did not submit.

Everyone drank and talked happily; life should be like this.

After three rounds of drinks, Chu Chaoran, who had been silent all night, slowly stood up, his deep gaze sweeping over everyone, saying only one sentence, which was also the only sentence he said that night.

"Time to hit the road!"

Slaughter and betrayal became the theme of that night; the first to fall were the Snake, Horse, Rabbit, and Pig...

Blood flowed, the long night was like mourning, one figure after another fell before his eyes, former partners became cold corpses, and the butcher holding the knife was the leader they respected the most.

"Chu Chaoran, you didn't expect me to survive, did you?" Ge Huanzhen sneered.

"Dead or alive, Little Chicken, you shouldn't have come."

Chu Chaoran sighed softly, his voice filled with pity and compassion.

"If I don't come, how will you die?" Ge Huanzhen said in a deep voice.

"Little Chicken, why are you talking nonsense again?" Chu Chaoran sighed.

"I know you stepped into the Pure Yang Realm, and the Ten Thousand Evils Calamity Phase cannot trap you." Ge Huanzhen said solemnly.

"But as long as you are a person, as long as you are in this human world of red dust, you have calamities; I don't believe you are not affected at all."

Boom—

As soon as the words fell, the darkness in the great hall shook violently, like rolling river tides, a reviving behemoth that seemed about to jump out from within.

"Too late." Ge Huanzhen said coldly.

Suddenly, his aged body straightened up, and he took a step forward, a round, black iron egg appearing in his palm.

That iron egg was extremely ugly, could not be considered a regular circle, and who knew how many years of wind and rain it had experienced, covered in mottled rust.

With such quality, if thrown in a scrap yard, no one would take a second look.

"Wang Xuanmiao Wang Xuanmiao Jin Dan, the Pure Yang treasure left by Ancestor Ge!"

In the darkness, Chu Chaoran's voice moved slightly.

"The elixir is the treasure of the physical body, refined into infinite changes." Ge Huanzhen whispered.

The Jin Dan is the ultimate goal of Daoist inner alchemy cultivation, the three treasures of essence, Qi, and spirit fused into one, energy highly condensed and fused, returning to truth, transcending the origin form of life.

Back then, Ancestor Ge realized the mysteries of the Daoist Jin Dan, and only then refined this Pure Yang treasure...

Wang Xuanmiao Wang Xuanmiao Jin Dan.

Since Ancestor Ge, this Pure Yang treasure had remained in the Ge family, passed down through generations.

"Swallow a grain of Jin Dan into the belly, and you will know that my life is not determined by heaven."

Ge Huanzhen whispered, and suddenly, thick incense smoke surged around his body; in a trance, the shadow of an ancient Daoist temple appeared in the incense smoke, hidden in the sky, hidden in the earth, the world was vast, and it was hard to find in the world.

"The Wu Wei Sect has lent you all their incense smoke." Chu Chaoran realized.

Only in this way could one truly exert the power of a Pure Yang treasure.

Boom—

The incense smoke boiled, like a fuse igniting the essence of Ge Huanzhen's body; suddenly, the rust on the surface of the iron egg in his palm slowly fell off, a wisp of golden light revealing itself, containing infinite light, dazzling and eye-catching, rushing straight to the sky.

"What is that?"

At this moment, up and down Zhenwu Mountain, everyone saw the golden light rushing to the sky.

No one had ever seen such pure and dazzling brilliance, like the intersection of sun and moon, like the unity of Yin and Yang.

Under that golden light, the mountains and rivers became blurred, and heaven and earth seemed to merge into one; that was where all living beings came from, that was where cultivation returned to.

"Pure Yang! Pure Yang!"

At this very moment, everyone looking at that mysterious golden light could not help but have the same thought rise in their hearts.

No need for more words, no need for more speech.

Such infinite changes.

Such full merit and virtue.

Such inclusion of all phenomena...

It must be Pure Yang Limitless!!!

Hum—

At this very moment, at the Nanxuan Palace, on the cliff edge, that long-silent wooden sword trembled involuntarily.

"Pure Yang treasure! Pure Yang treasure! Hahaha, kill, kill..."

A burst of crazy roaring sounds came from the back mountain of Nanxuan Palace, filled with endless madness.

Boom—

Inside the great hall, the Wang Xuanmiao Wang Xuanmiao Jin Dan completely revived, the golden light dazzling, no longer having its original ugly mortal aura; it was like a small sun, floating in Ge Huanzhen's palm.