Chapter 639: The Unparalleled Alternative Path!

In terms of cultivation potential, the Black Emperor Scripture is undoubtedly among the most elite of this era.

After all, it was crafted by the Primordial Emperor Wu Shi himself, specifically for the Black Emperor.

As one of the trio of the Zhe Tian era, the Primordial Emperor Wu Shi’s talent was unquestionably top-tier, making his Black Emperor Scripture surpass many ancient emperors, supreme beings, and even imperial scriptures.

At the very least, it was beyond Weiyisuo’s ability to penetrate.

Weiyisuo stared at the Black Emperor, his expression turning complex. “What exactly did Itachi encounter? Why… since Luo Fu abandoned the position of Holy Master, will Itachi also relinquish your role as Elder of the Tianxuan Holy Sect?”

Weiyisuo indeed had many reservations about Luo Fu—this was true even when Luo Fu was the Holy Master of the Tianxuan Holy Sect.

But after witnessing firsthand Luo Fu’s revival of the Tianxuan Holy Sect, Weiyisuo’s deep emotional ties to the sect still made him hold Luo Fu, Ye Hei, Pang Bo, and others in the highest regard.

Deep within his heart, he had already regarded them as the very hope for the Tianxuan Holy Sect’s resurgence.

Yet unfortunately, after just one journey outside, only Ye Hei, one Elder, returned; the Holy Master himself abandoned his identity as Lord of the Tianxuan Holy Sect, and now Ye Hei, this Elder, had come back personally to return the Tianxuan Golden Book.

So then—what future remains for the Tianxuan Holy Sect, which had just reopened its mountain gate and seemed poised for revival? Is there still any hope?

In response to Weiyisuo’s question, Ye Hei let out a bitter laugh. If it were possible, he too would have dearly wished to remain peacefully as the Holy Master of the Tianxuan Holy Sect.

In truth, although Ye Hei had always been fascinated by questions of immortality and cultivation, his interest leaned more toward comprehending the Dao and elevating himself. But after arriving in Beidou, he finally realized that cultivation was a realm more brutal than the jungle.

Weakness meant death; the strong could ruthlessly trample over everything.

This reality made Ye Hei understand that his idealized vision of cultivation meant nothing before the harsh truth.

In this brutal world of Beidou, not even discussing the cost of cultivation, simply wanting to return home required first surviving.

Although the Tianxuan Holy Sect had once been mighty, after learning the truth of this universe from Luo Fu, how could Ye Hei still calmly remain as an Elder of the Tianxuan Holy Sect?

“Elder Weiyi,” Ye Hei hesitated a moment, then said, “In this world, strength is still the ultimate authority.”

Though Ye Hei’s answer seemed evasive, to Weiyisuo it explained everything.

Weiyisuo stared fixedly at Ye Hei for a long while, then, as if aged countless years in an instant, sighed and said, “So then… is there truly no chance left for the Tianxuan Holy Sect to revive?”

As if reluctant, Ye Hei hesitated a moment, then said, “Perhaps, in the future, we will rebuild a new Tianxuan Holy Sect.”

But Ye Hei swiftly changed course—he was never indecisive. After all, he had earned the name Ye Hei. Having completed the handover of the Tianxuan Holy Sect’s future disposition with Weiyisuo,

Ye Hei immediately warned: “Elder Weiyi, the Holy Master has found his own path—a path utterly different from ours. He must sever all ties with the Tianxuan Holy Sect, or else the sect will be dragged down by his influence. I beg Itachi, Elder Weiyi, to prepare accordingly.”

Confused, Weiyisuo asked, “Could it be that our Holy Master has created a method even more terrifying than the Devouring Devil Scripture?”

Seeing Weiyisuo’s clearly dismissive expression, Ye Hei knew this disdain was aimed solely at the Devouring Devil Scripture. But this was normal in Beidou.

After all, since the Devouring Emperor, her legacy had become a target of universal condemnation.

No matter what private opinions people held toward the Devouring Devil Scripture, publicly no one dared speak in its defense.

Yet Weiyisuo clearly misunderstood something.

Ye Hei, who had learned many unconventional methods from Luo Fu, knew well that Luo Fu’s lineage was, in some ways, no inferior to imperial scriptures.

Leaving aside other matters, consider this: the Zhe Tian Method does not cultivate the six viscera before the Immortal Platform realm, yet Luo Fu’s Six Treasures Immortal Thief has genuinely forged an unparalleled alternative path.

As for its effect on others, that remains uncertain—but for Ye Hei, a primordial holy body requiring vast resources, even the Devouring Devil Scripture pales beside the Six Treasures Immortal Thief.

This is not to say the Six Treasures Immortal Thief surpasses the Devouring Devil Scripture in merit; quite the opposite—it’s simply that their targets differ.

The origin of the Devouring Devil Scripture lies in the Devouring Emperor’s own mortal body, which, seeking a path to Dao, had no choice but to devour others’ innate constitutions.

Yes.

The greatest strength of the Devouring Devil Scripture lies in its ability to devour numerous innate constitutions, absorbing their strengths to forge a unique postnatal chaotic body. Transforming one’s own constitution is the core focus of the Devouring Devil Scripture.

But the Six Treasures Immortal Thief is different: it transforms all phenomena—whether living beings or inanimate matter—into nourishment to enhance the cultivator’s life essence and power.

Ye Hei himself already possesses the primordial holy body, an innate constitution.

If he cultivated the Devouring Devil Scripture, it would corrupt his primordial holy body.

But the Six Treasures Immortal Thief is perfectly suited to the primordial holy body, a constitution demanding vast resources; their combination completely eliminates the greatest weakness of the primordial holy body.

Resource scarcity is no longer a constraint on the primordial holy body.

Of course, the Zhe Tian Method does cultivate the six viscera to some degree at the Immortal Platform realm, but it is not the core—thus, merely the Six Treasures Immortal Thief alone effectively completes the Zhe Tian Method’s system.

Before this, since the Holy Emperor of Heaven propagated the “Body as Seed” doctrine, others had indeed conceived similar ideas to perfect the Zhe Tian Method, but unfortunately, the six viscera held far less importance in the Zhe Tian system than the five viscera.

“Elder Weiyi, are Itachi familiar with the Buddhist sect of the Western Desert?”

Ye Hei’s words instantly widened Weiyisuo’s eyes.

The Buddhist sect was a taboo topic in Beidou.

Although the Buddhist lineage founded by Amitabha Buddha also belonged to the Zhe Tian system, its emphasis had clearly diverged from orthodox Zhe Tian Method.

This is precisely why, after Amitabha Buddha established Buddhism in the Western Desert, the sect remained confined to that region.

How unlike the Zhe Tian Method, which dominated not only Beidou but the entire universe.

As a former Tianxuan Three Heroes, Weiyisuo well knew the difficulties Amitabha Buddha faced when founding Buddhism.

Weiyisuo stared, astonished, at Ye Hei. “Itachi… Itachi mean that boy… he… he has created an alien lineage like Amitabha Buddha did?”

In the mouths of other Zhe Tian cultivators, Amitabha Buddha was always called “Amitabha Buddha Emperor.”

But among Buddhist disciples of the Western Desert, Buddha was Emperor—just as in ancient times, Dao-sealers had been called Tianzun, Ancient Emperor, Holy Emperor, Emperor, and so on.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of Buddhist disciples, the Buddha equivalent to an Emperor received no recognition from any other Zhe Tian cultivator beyond the Western Desert.

All Zhe Tian cultivators across the universe could call Dao-sealers Tianzun, Ancient Emperor, Holy Emperor, or Emperor—but never Buddha.

Merely from this title alone, one could sense how utterly unwelcome Amitabha Buddha’s system was.

If Luo Fu, while still bearing the title of Tianxuan Holy Sect’s Holy Master, openly established a system akin to Buddhism, the Tianxuan Holy Sect simply could not withstand such backlash.

Even though Amitabha Buddha himself had sealed his Dao and become an Emperor through his own method, no second Buddha had ever appeared after him.

As for Sakyamuni, the Tathagata, the Western Desert already regarded him as a traitor to Buddhism.

Sakyamuni himself was one aspect of Amitabha Buddha, yet he forged a Buddhist doctrine directly opposed to Amitabha’s.

But most crucially, Sakyamuni, though powerful, never achieved Dao-sealing—he was not even recognized as a Buddha by the Western Desert.

And the Tianxuan Holy Sect, once one of Beidou’s most renowned holy sects, if tied to a figure like Amitabha Buddha—especially one who was its own Holy Master—

would not merely fail to grow; it would be lucky to avoid expulsion from the Eastern Wilderness.

Worse still, its legendary reputation from the past, forged by its entire sect’s assault on the Ancient Forbidden Land, would instantly be branded as heretical due to Luo Fu’s unorthodox path.

Yes—even in the Zhe Tian universe, lineages like Buddhism were still regarded as heterodox systems.

Although Ye Hei had never met a Buddhist disciple, when they first traveled from Earth to Beidou, they had briefly landed on Mars and scavenged numerous Buddhist treasures from the ruined Great Thunder Temple.

From those treasures, one could easily sense the general nature of the Buddhist system.

And in Ye Hei’s view, Luo Fu’s system was even less acceptable to orthodox Zhe Tian cultivators than the Buddhist lineage.

Even Ye Hei, Pang Bo, and others, upon witnessing Luo Fu fully embrace the Luotian Method, felt a sense akin to the uncanny valley.

Though they had seen with their own eyes how Luo Fu attained the Luotian Method, their subconscious could never link the Luo Fu who cultivated the Luotian Method with the Luo Fu they once knew—this sense of disconnection far surpassed the rift between Buddhism and orthodox Zhe Tian Method.

Under these circumstances, after a bitter laugh, Ye Hei said to Weiyisuo: “Elder Weiyi, perhaps Itachi should regard the Holy Master as already deceased.”

Weiyisuo, a former Tianxuan Three Heroes, needed only this one sentence to realize the gravity of Luo Fu’s new system.

Its degree of separation must rival Amitabha Buddha’s shocking emergence.

Realizing this, Weiyisuo instantly made his decision: the Tianxuan Holy Sect must sever all ties with this man who had briefly held the title of Holy Master.

Whether for reputation or for the faint hope of the sect’s future revival.

Luo Fu, this second Amitabha Buddha, was a connection the Tianxuan Holy Sect could not afford.

In Weiyisuo’s heart, the Tianxuan Holy Sect’s importance far outweighed that of this temporary Holy Master, not to mention that from the beginning, Weiyisuo had always harbored unshakable suspicions toward Luo Fu, who was suspected of wielding the Devouring Devil Scripture.

“I understand,” Weiyisuo said. “Then… let the Tianxuan Holy Sect sink into silence once more. Perhaps… perhaps long after, someone will rebuild it again.” Weiyisuo knew well that after severing all ties with Luo Fu and his companions, the sect’s revival was not impossible—but hope was vanishingly slim.

After all, the Tianxuan Holy Sect’s decline had already occurred thousands of years ago.

In this End Dharma era, the Zhe Tian Method’s lifespan is extremely limited—even Dao-sealing Emperors live no more than ten thousand years; thousands of years are already an immense span.

From now on, the Tianxuan Holy Sect will likely never again have a chance to revive.

Had Luo Fu and his companions never appeared, Weiyisuo, lacking the resolve to rebuild the sect, would have remained its tombkeeper, guarding its ruins until his death.

But the most unbearable thing is seeing hope, only to have it crushed again.

Weiyisuo was now in precisely this situation and mindset.

Ye Hei knew such matters could only be resolved by Weiyisuo himself.

After all, in Ye Hei’s heart, he felt little attachment to the Tianxuan Holy Sect.

In his view, the so-called revival of the Tianxuan Holy Sect was merely a farce orchestrated by Luo Fu, the former Holy Master.

Across all of Beidou, even holy sects founded by Emperors rarely revived after falling into decline, let alone other lineages.

In the End Dharma era, the turnover among Zhe Tian cultivators is extremely rapid.

Emperors live only ten thousand years. To ordinary mortals, who live and die in a day, ten thousand years seem eternal—but even to Zhe Tian cultivators, it is not so different.

In the future, as Weiyisuo, the Mad Old Man, and other former Tianxuan disciples pass away, time will gradually bury the Tianxuan Holy Sect deep within its depths.

Do not think this impossible. Even a great holy sect like Tianxuan, located in central Eastern Wilderness, endured for thousands of years after its failed assault on the Ancient Forbidden Land—how could it vanish into time?

Even many legendary Emperors are eventually forgotten.

The reason the Tianxuan Holy Sect still carries such fame today is merely because its decline is too recent.

Thousands of years—on a timescale measured in ten thousand, hundreds of thousands, or millions of years—is utterly insignificant.

Perhaps in the future, fragments of the Tianxuan Golden Book’s ancient scriptures, methods, and divine arts may survive, but the story of the Tianxuan Holy Sect will be remembered by no one.

(End of Chapter)