Chapter 183: Immortals Also Die (4K, First Update)

Within the Consciousness Sea, the Purple Shadow ran rampant and wild.

The Purple Shadow's eyes were wide with rage, like a Vajra descended upon the world, its entire body wreathed in lightning.

Although the fine features of its blurred face could not be discerned, one could sense the general expression of fury.

It roared in anger, its voice like a mighty peal of thunder:

【"What manner of Evil dares to trespass in the General's Palace? Why do you not retreat at once... what?"】

Before this Purple Shadow could finish posturing, it suddenly felt a darkness descend upon its head.

What was happening?

It instinctively raised its head and looked toward—

Above the pitch-black sky hung a bright moon, as luminous as the sun... wait.

That's not right!

Purple Shadow: "!"

This is the Consciousness Sea; how could there be a sun or moon here!?

The next moment, as that full moon turned into a crescent, it realized what it was.

That was an eye, smiling.

That pitch-black expanse was not the sky, but a body that blotted out the sun and moon.

A black shadow, whose entirety could not be seen and which was as large as a heaven-reaching mountain, was lowering its head to look down at it.

It watched quietly as it stirred up trouble in the Consciousness Sea, watched as it acted wantonly.

!!!

It had been many years since the Purple Shadow had felt such a sensation.

"Who are you!? You dare to obstruct this Heavenly Official..."

Whoosh—

In a gently blowing breeze, the Purple Shadow that had broken into the Consciousness Sea instantly dissipated.

Without even a shred of resistance, it simply melted into the breath exhaled from the mouth of the Baihu Daoshen.

Then, it was swallowed directly into the mouth with an inhalation, disappearing completely.

Following this, the dark night faded, and the Consciousness Sea returned to a state of peace and tranquility.

The Baihu Daoshen rested its head on its tail, lay down with its belly exposed, and contentedly digested the duck that had been delivered to its mouth.

These times are truly good; there is even door-to-door service.

Truly good!

Ren Yidao opened his eyes, feeling the sense of mental satiety, and a strange smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Truly not bad."

There is a path to Heaven that you do not take, yet you break into a Hell with no gate.

It is truly baffling.

What could you not have done instead?

Even if you had attacked my physical body directly, why would you be so foolish as to insist on charging into my Consciousness Sea to show off?

Now look at you, impotent, aren't you?

So weak.

The offensive within the Consciousness Sea was extremely fast; from the moment the Purple Shadow entered until it was swallowed, it did not take much time at all.

Huji did not even realize that Ren Yidao had been attacked.

However, Huji was not entirely unaware; she raised her head suspiciously and looked around.

Did she feel like she had just heard a ghost wail?

Huji shrank her neck, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Is it my imagination?

Or could it be... that this place is haunted?

It is a bit embarrassing for a fox to say, but Huji is somewhat afraid of ghosts.

Although she herself is a supernatural being like a Fox Demon, that is not the point.

Having read a few books in the Earthly Realm, Huji holds a sense of awe toward such elusive existences as ghosts.

Added to the fact that this place is essentially the great tomb of the Zizhushan Fox King, it has a natural, oppressive shadow over her.

"Could it be... it wouldn't be the Fox King rising from the dead, would it?"

Lowering her ears in fear, Huji hugged her tail, instinctively curling herself tighter.

He is the one who wanted to break in, don't come looking for me!

If you are looking for someone, go find him!

Although he felt the trembling of the little fox in his arms, Ren Yidao did not pay much attention to it.

The little thing hasn't seen much of the world and must have been frightened.

Haha, what a sheltered little one.

The two foxes, each with their own thoughts, said nothing, and at this moment, someone else fell silent.

"How could it be like this..."

Dozens of miles outside the Zizhulin, at the central intersection of the lairs of the four demon kings of this region, there was a Deep Pool.

The Deep Pool was chilling and bone-piercing, bottomless.

No living creature existed within the pool; to drink of it was to die instantly.

As time passed, this place became a forbidden zone for living beings; no wild beasts would come here to drink water.

And at a place several hundred meters beneath the pool, within the waterbed, there was a space only the size of an ordinary bedroom.

Inconsistent with its astonishing location, the room looked completely unremarkable.

The room's lighting was dim, and its furnishings were no different from those of an ordinary household; one could even say it was quite minimalist.

In the small space, there were no living utensils like a bed or mat, only a meditation cushion and a Bronze Lamp; apart from that, there was nothing else.

The wick in the lamp was nearly extinguished, and the lamp oil had completely dried up, with only a little remaining in the wick.

And once those fuels were exhausted, this space would welcome total darkness.

Beside the lamp sat a long-bearded Daoist dressed in purple robes, his eyes lowered toward the faint candlelight.

No, perhaps using the term "lowered eyes" to describe him was not quite appropriate.

Because the Daoist was not actually looking at the candlelight at all.

Although the Daoist's robes were intact, his flesh and blood had long since turned into white bone; only hollow eye sockets remained on his face, and there had long been no pupils.

This scene might seem somewhat terrifying at first glance, but if one were to truly approach it, one would not feel afraid.

Although the unknown Daoist had been dead for who knows how long, the white-boned corpse did not radiate a chilling cold, but rather a gentle aura that would make one think of a spring breeze.

On the white bones, which looked as if they had been carved from jade, were engraved some blurred characters, suppressing the terrifying aura tightly and trapping it within his jade bones.

The Daoist's arm was slightly raised, frozen at the moment he reached toward the Bronze Lamp.

At the very end of his life, what exactly did he want to do?

Did he want to pinch out the candlelight?

Or did he want to add some more into it?

The truth is already known to no one.

And on his belt hung a palm-sized Gourd, which was currently emitting a glowing light.

The Gourd swayed weakly twice, and a wisp of faint purple smoke seeped out from the mouth of the Gourd.

The purple smoke swayed left and right, taking a long time to gradually condense and transform into a palm-sized Purple Shadow.

That Purple Shadow was smaller than the one that appeared in Ren Yidao's Consciousness Sea, but it was also more refined, and one could clearly see its facial features.

The little Purple Shadow figure had a face full of whiskers, was clad in heavy armor, and had a horse-chopping saber slung at his waist, looking heroic and rugged.

But at this moment, a gleam of light flashed in the little Purple Shadow's eyes; he was not as rough as his appearance suggested.

"My Incarnation clearly penetrated his Consciousness Sea just now, so how could it have been destroyed? Is it a precious treasure?"

Back then, in order to guard the general's remains, Xue Sui voluntarily turned into an artifact spirit, becoming this non-human, non-ghost appearance of today.

Xue Sui had already stayed here for a very, very long time.

So long that he had forgotten most things, but he had never forgotten the responsibility he bore.

To guard the general.

During this long period of time, it was not as if no one had approached this place.

But regardless of whether the visitors were intentional or unintentional, Xue Sui had never let those people get even half a step closer.

At first, his strength had not diminished much, and none of the people who came here could make him feel threatened.

Relying on his powerful strength, he drove all those with ill intentions away.

But this path was, after all, not a method of Chang Sheng.

In this world, there is no method for eternal life.

In this world, those called Immortals are common, but from ancient times to the present, there has never been an example of one who achieved Chang Sheng.

Even an Immortal can die.

Time became Xue Sui's greatest enemy.

With the ruthless passage of time, Xue Sui's strength weakened bit by bit, and his consciousness became increasingly unclear.

In order to extend the time of his existence, he had to voluntarily Seal himself, leaving only a sliver of divine sense outside, which would only awaken when danger was sensed.

Fortunately, however, with the changes in the eras of the outside world, this place seemed to have completely vanished into history.

In the last few hundred years, this place had become unknown to outsiders, leaving only a group of wild beasts that had just gained intelligence to harass the surroundings from time to time.

At the beginning, Xue Sui drove them away just like in the past, but later, one day, he changed his way of thinking.

Since he himself could not stay in the outside world for long, why not let this group of wild beasts guard it for him?

Thus, Xue Sui personally took action to shape four Crystal Mines, selected a wolf, a fox, a snake, and a jackal, and after granting them intelligence, placed them in four directions.

In this way, with an extra layer of warning, he could remain in deep slumber for a long time.

Moreover, it was also a form of camouflage; even if someone wiped out these wild beasts, they would never find this place.

And situations like the Fox King of Zizhushan exploring the interior of the Crystal Mine were not isolated cases; Xue Sui would not care at all.

Or rather, those treasures deliberately placed inside were themselves bait to attract them not to leave this place.

But today, just a short while ago, Xue Sui was startled awake from his slumber.

He felt a dangerous aura approaching!

It was not powerful, but it was exceptionally dangerous.

The Incarnation hurried here, and Xue Sui did not act rashly, first observing in secret for a while.

The foxes stationed here seemed to have been wiped out completely by someone.

But this was not a big problem; it only required cultivating a new batch of wild beasts, and it would be the same as before in a few years.

This kind of thing had happened several times, and it would not cause him any palpitations.

The real reason Xue Sui awakened was that seemingly ordinary youth.

From him, Xue Sui actually felt a special stirring.

After becoming this artifact spirit, Xue Sui gained a special ability similar to qi-gazing, and he could see things he could not see in the past.

On this youth's body, he saw many complex auras.

Incense worshipped by mortals, Merit energy condensed into golden chains, and even Demon Qi and several strands of Dragon Qi were coiled around him.

And what puzzled Xue Sui the most was the youth's reaction.

Surrounded by such complexity, the youth was not affected in the slightest!

His Consciousness Sea was clear, and his Dao Heart was as limpid as a Mirror.

This was simply impossible to achieve.

Either his own destiny was extremely strong, with great fortune upon him, enough to resist these external things.

Or, he possessed a rare Supreme Treasure, using the power of the Supreme Treasure to suppress himself and remain untainted by external objects.

And judging from the probing of Xue Sui's avatar being destroyed just now, it should be the latter.

"There is a Supreme Treasure protecting his Consciousness Sea..."

This youth's identity, I fear, is not simple at all.

"Whose disciple is this, exactly? To be so extravagant?"

It was not as if Xue Sui had never seen those second-generation disciples back in the day; the offspring of generals also had such treatment, with as many as three Supreme Treasures protecting their bodies!

People like them represented more than just themselves; they were the face of Immortals.

Therefore, regardless of whether they liked it or not, their displays had to be astonishingly grand, and they were the center of attention wherever they went.

However, what kind of cultivation did the general have?

That was the Ascension Realm!

An Immortal living in the Earthly Realm!

How many people in this world could step into the Immortal realm?

How could he happen to run into a descendant of an Ascension Realm expert here?

"Could it be that I have slept for too long, and the world has changed drastically? Are Ascension Realm experts no longer rare?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and Xue Sui immediately dismissed it.

How could that be!

Every Ascension Realm expert seizes the fortune of Heaven and Earth and stands at the true pinnacle of this world; how could they become as common as cabbage?

However, since an Ascension Realm expert seemingly stands behind this youth, he cannot adopt his original, brutal plan.

Dealing with such a disciple requires extreme caution.

He cannot be killed, nor even injured; once he is injured and brings in reinforcements... then everything will be over.

Although Xue Sui is not afraid of retaliation, he fears the general's remains would not be able to rest in peace.

Furthermore, he must not pique the youth's interest and make him dwell on this place.

One does not fear a thief stealing, but one fears a thief coveting.

If he discovers something and comes here repeatedly, then Xue Sui will never be able to sleep again.

The best outcome is to ignore him.

Wait for the youth to be satisfied and leave on his own, forgetting this place entirely.

"In any case... let's continue to observe."

Xue Sui must first figure out what the other party is here for.

"As long as it is not for the general, everything is manageable."

……

……

In the Purple Crystal cave, Ren Yidao, holding a fox, looked around with his Heavenly Eye.

"This isn't right, is this really it?"

After the opponent was devoured by him, the surrounding Restriction went completely silent, seemingly having lost its vitality.

Looking at it this way, the opponent seems to have been devoured by the Dao God, and this place has become safe.

However, Ren Yidao did not let his guard down just like that.

The opponent's entrance was quite grand; a character capable of stirring up storms in his Consciousness Sea does not seem like someone who would just "receive a lunchbox" so easily.

Or is it that they are actually just a silver-plated pewter spear?

Good to look at but useless... oh?

Seemingly sensing something, Ren Yidao's footsteps paused, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Hm?"

Although he could not find the source, he had a feeling.

He seemed to be being watched by someone?

Although he was being spied upon, Ren Yidao felt relieved instead.

"That's more like it."

"If it were that simple, I would be worried about a trap."

Moreover, from the opponent's intention to observe in secret, two possibilities could be discerned.

Either the opponent is not very strong and is preparing to launch a sneak attack.

Or, the opponent was intimidated by the power in his Consciousness Sea and intends to leave him alone.

Combining the previous situation, the latter seems more likely.

"Since that's the case..."

Ren Yidao had a plan in mind; he held the fox and strode forward, walking straight toward the silent Restriction.

Although the Restriction was silent, if he were to make direct contact like this, it would still be triggered immediately.

And just at the moment he was about to touch it, the Restriction actually moved aside on its own, causing him to lunge at empty air!

"Are you trying to spend money to avert a disaster?"

Looking at the unobstructed passageway, Ren Yidao revealed a shy smile that matched his youthful appearance.

"Oh my, how could I be so embarrassed to accept this?"