Chapter 89: The End of Ascension is a Great Terror!

Tianji Pavilion.

The distribution of power in Dongzhou is vast, and there is friction between the various sects.

Yet there is one place alone that every sect considers an inviolable stronghold in their hearts.

It is not because they are afraid or cowardly.

It is because they have need of it.

That is the Tianji Pavilion.

Just by looking at the name, one can tell how this sect is positioned.

Tianji Pavilion, Cetianji.

Bu Yunsuan, Wen Hu-Ti.

The current Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion is frail and old; he last appeared five years ago. Having calculated the heavenly secrets for too many people in his life, his lifespan was already nearing its end.

Unlike other cultivators.

If a person of the Tianji Pavilion is nearing the end of their lifespan, no method can save them; this is the punishment for them peeking into heavenly secrets. Therefore, people of the Tianji Pavilion do not act easily, and when they do act, it is not lightly.

But no one knew.

On this very day.

That old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion woke up in a shock from a nightmare.

The layered, overlapping nightmares were like dark green, misty seaweed, tightly entwining his breath, extending eerie tentacles from the deep, invisible, dark blue depths of the ocean, circling layer by layer, pressing in step by step.

As if to drag a person down to the very depths.

When the old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master Bu Yunsuan woke up, his hands were trembling powerlessly.

His breathing was convulsive, and he was drenched in sweat.

His half-gray, half-white hair had become damp from the sweat, sticking limply to his scalp. The old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master, who usually paid great attention to his demeanor, could not care about his image at all at this moment.

Only terror remained in his heart.

A great fear wrapped him up so tightly that not even air could pass through.

Ascension is flawed!

One cannot ascend!

Ascension is a trap! There is no Upper Realm at all! There are no Immortals! The end of Ascension is a great terror! But before the words in his chest could break through his ribcage and pour out from his throat, he felt an extremely majestic gaze.

The eyes of Heaven and Earth stared at him fixedly within the cramped room.

As if in the next moment, if he dared to speak a single word that did not satisfy Heaven and Earth, he would immediately perish and his soul would scatter.

And it was just this one glance that made him instantly spit out a mouthful of blood, the viscous, scarlet liquid mixed with shattered internal organs.

Cannot say it! If said, one will die!

This was merely a small warning!

Only after he completely abandoned the thought of revealing the truth he had predicted in his dream did that inescapable gaze disappear from above his head.

And the moment this gaze vanished, Bu Yunsuan was already shivering, rolling off the bed in a tremble, and only when he rolled under the bed did he feel slightly more at ease.

When the Vice Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion, Cetianji, felt something was wrong and came in to look for him, he pulled Bu Yunsuan out from under the bed, only to see his face deathly pale, his clothes soaked through with sweat, and his entire body ice-cold.

As if his time was running out.

Cetianji was shocked.

"How could it be like this?"

He could not spare the time to think much and rushed to find the physician of the Tianji Pavilion.

However.

The physician who specifically cared for the old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master, after carefully observing, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse, and then feeling the old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master's weak pulse, uttered a cruel fact in terror and grief.

"The old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master's time is running out... I fear he only has three to five years of life left!"

"How is that possible?"

Cetianji was shocked.

The last time the physician took the old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master's pulse was only half a year ago.

At that time, the old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master still had decades of life to live.

Now, only half a year has passed.

Why is there only a short three to five years left?

What exactly happened? The old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master... what did he predict? He wanted to ask. But Bu Yunsuan seemed to have suffered a sneak attack, remaining in a coma and unconscious the whole time.

But it was visible that even while he was in a coma, cold sweat was bubbling out layer after layer, and his hands were scratching powerlessly.

What was he still saying in his mouth? Cetianji could not help but lean in to listen.

But he only heard a few fragmented words.

"Ascension... trap... no!!"

Cetianji's face turned pale at the few words he had caught; he reached out to calculate almost subconsciously, but the moment his fingers moved twice, he seemed to suddenly suffer a backlash, spitting out blood with a 'pfft' and collapsing limply beside the old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master.

"Vice Pavilion Master!"

"Old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master!"

Three days later.

The news that the two Pavilion Masters of the Tianji Pavilion had been attacked and suffered misfortune, and that they were summoning all capable people in the world to diagnose the two, spread far and wide.

Everyone in the world was shocked.

There was actually such a bold madman who attacked the Pavilion Masters of the Tianji Pavilion?

The Tianji Pavilion had always been detached from worldly affairs, performing divinations for those with affinity; who exactly... dared to plot against the old Supreme Treasure Pavilion Master who already had little time left? No one could know; all of this was merely due to a dream that could not be known to others.

……

"Sigh, have you heard?"

"It seems the two Supreme Treasure Pavilion Masters of the Tianji Pavilion have been wounded by someone; they are now critically injured and are about to die!"

"What? Where did such an outrageous rumor come from?"

"That is the Tianji Pavilion! How could anyone be so blind as to touch the two Supreme Treasure Pavilion Masters? Besides, the two Supreme Treasure Pavilion Masters have personal guards; even an expert at the Emperor Realm would find it hard to get close to them."

"I don't know if it's true or false, I just heard the news released by the people of the Tianji Pavilion saying so. If it is true, then I fear our Tianxuan Continent is about to change."

In troubled times, kill the Tianji Pavilion first! To prevent the people of the Tianji Pavilion from emerging to assist the Human Emperor.

The Tianxuan Continent has yet to produce a Human Emperor to this day.

If troubled times are about to begin, I fear the Human Emperor will also emerge.

That would be somewhat troublesome...

At a small sesame seed cake stall, people were discussing the matter of the Tianji Pavilion Supreme Treasure Pavilion Masters' critical injuries, talking noisily and offering all sorts of wild theories.

Just as they were speaking, a clear, youthful voice reached their ears.

"Boss, five sesame seed cakes and two bowls of wontons, please."

"I'll take them to go."

The busy sesame seed cake stall owner looked up and saw a youth smiling, revealing his canine teeth.

He was immediately delighted.

The sesame seed cake stall owner replied at once, "Coming right up!"

"Young Brother Lu, what brings you to my sesame seed cake stall today?"

"I thought you wouldn't be coming back anymore."

Lu Daocheng could not help but laugh.

He waved his hand casually.

"What do you mean by coming back or not? I am still in this city, so of course I am a person of this city; naturally, I go everywhere. It's not like I could suddenly fly up to the branches and turn into a Phoenix and then stop eating."

Although those who cultivate immortality can abstain from grain.

Lu Daocheng had been a beggar for so many years, after all; asking him to change his habit of eating for a while was truly something he could not change.

"Alright, alright, alright."

The sesame seed cake stall owner beamed with joy, his hands and feet moving nimbly as he packed the sesame seed cakes and prepared the wontons for him.

In the corner, an old man wearing a gray robe lifted his head with extreme sensitivity upon hearing the word "Lu," and the movement of his hand holding the soup spoon paused for an instant.

Looking toward the youth with the bright smile, a cold, icy glint flashed in his eyes.

Finally...

He had waited for him.

(End of chapter)