Chapter 258: Chapter 240: The End of Life’s Origin! Awakening! (Life and Death Illusion Realm · Part 2)
Qianyang Academy, Cyan Rattan Hall.
"Elder Tian Qianzi, hasn’t our Third Young Master awakened yet? Can’t you think of a way..."
Elder Nether, who rushed over from Ziwei Mountain, said with a slight frown.
Before he could finish his sentence.
"Shut up!"
Tian Qianzi placed one hand on the lid of the black coffin, his eyes piercing through it, staring intently at Chen Zhixing, who lay quietly inside.
He could feel with utmost clarity, within Chen Zhixing’s Dantian Divine Sea, the mingling of Life and Death Qi.
It was the sign of the imminent condensation of the Seed of the Life and Death Tao!
Success or failure, it all depended on this moment!
"Elder Tian Qianzi, the East Profound Domain’s great competition is of grave importance, tomorrow is the time for the competition, I suggest perhaps..."
Elder Nether couldn’t help but advise from the side, showing some anxiety between his brows.
"The East Profound Domain great competition is of grave importance?"
Tian Qianzi slowly withdrew his hand, smirking coldly, "Compared to the fortune your Third Young Master is about to obtain, what is the East Profound Domain great competition worth? If your Third Young Master truly grasps this fortune, there’s no need to participate in the East Profound Domain great competition! The Three Great Immortal Tao Lineages would be begging him to join their lineage!"
"...Ah? Is it that miraculous?" Elder Nether was taken aback, somewhat dubious and muttered.
"Get out, don’t just stand there bothering this old man."
Tian Qianzi was too bothered to say more, casually waved his hand, and a gust of wind enveloped Elder Nether, pushing him out the door.
Bam!
The door closed tightly.
Elder Nether tried to push it, but it remained unmoved.
A look of astonishment involuntarily appeared in his eyes.
He was now at the Nirvana Seventh Layer, and yet, with just a flick of his hand, this Tian Qianzi rendered him powerless to resist!
"This old guy... hides his strength so well!" Elder Nether glanced up at the Cyan Rattan Ancient Hall, slightly clicking his tongue in surprise.
Inside the Cyan Rattan Hall.
Tian Qianzi’s murky eyes were alight with a faint excitement.
He looked at Chen Zhixing in the coffin, as if observing his most satisfying masterpiece!
"Can you see it? My contemplation and Enlightenment technique... it’s not wrong, it’s not wrong at all!"
The silent Cyan Rattan Hall resounded with murmuring voices.
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Inside the Life and Death Illusion Realm.
The scenes continued.
After decades of life, Chen Zhixing had long forgotten himself, becoming the white-haired old man, Chen Xiaoxing, in the scene.
[Xiulian just died like that, dying amidst the hard-won bright spring breeze.]
[At Xiulian’s funeral, your expression was wooden, not shedding a single tear.]
[People around comforted you, telling you not to be too sad.]
[Listening to all the comfort around you, you somehow felt no sorrow at all.]
[You felt strange, why was it that Xiulian died, and you weren’t sad at all?]
[You sent Xiulian up the mountain, buried her in the earth, your body stiff and expressionless as you returned home, living life as usual.]
[You thought you were already so old, you surely had come to terms with life and death, which was why you weren’t sad.]
[However, when you truly got out of bed in the morning, you seemed to see Xiulian’s busy figure in the kitchen.]
[You rushed over and held her tightly in your arms.]
[While getting dressed, you saw Xiulian again, sitting at the table, sewing clothes with careful stitches.]
[When you were cooking, you still saw Xiulian, with the busy silhouette of her chopping vegetables, and the dinging sound of the knife on the cutting board.]
[At night, when sleeping, you saw her again, bringing you hot water, wiping your feet.]
[Every day, you could see her, she was intricately entwined into every scene of your life.]
[You kept calling her name, starting to ask everyone: "Have you seen my Xiulian? She went out to dig in the fields."]
[You started telling everyone you met: "See this clothing I’m wearing? Xiulian made it for me last night."]
[On Xiulian’s birthday, you went door to door, smiling and saying: "It’s Xiulian’s birthday tomorrow, everyone remember to come."]
[Everyone looked at you with complex expressions, they said: "Uncle Chen, Aunt Xiulian has already passed away last month."]
[You glared and said: "Nonsense! Xiulian clearly just slept with me yesterday, say it again and I’ll tear your mouth off!"]
[Then, you stormed off in a huff.]
[They watched your retreating figure, sharing a glance, then sighed deeply: "He was such a good person, how did he go mad?"]
[That night, upset and unable to calm down, you told Xiulian about this, she just smiled and listened, without interrupting.]
[That winter, the snow fell heavier than ever.]
[Even the firewood in the hearth couldn’t provide you with any warmth.]
[Old and feeble, even struggling to drink water, you lay in bed, turned to gaze at the window, creaking in the cold wind, dotted with faint lights.]
[In a blurry haze.]
[You saw Xiulian appear again.]
[Not only Xiulian, but also your father, and your long-forgotten mother, and childhood friends who had passed away.]
[They smiled at you, beckoning to you.]
[In the cold night, you looked at them, your face breaking into a smile, cheerfully said: "We’re finally reunited."]
[That winter.]
[You died.]
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Boom——!
The scenes in the Life and Death Illusion Realm collapsed inch by inch.
However, Chen Zhixing, who lay in eternal slumber in the Sealed Origin Coffin, still did not awaken.
He was like a wisp of smoke, slowly floating up, gradually rising into the sky.
Gradually, the vine-covered hall shrank in his vision, and as he continued to ascend, the entire Qianyang Academy became a small black dot.
He was like a dandelion, aimlessly drifting away with the wind.
What is life and death?
Chen Zhixing didn’t know, he still didn’t know who he was.
He just aimlessly floated with the wind, not knowing as time swept across the entire Thirteen States.
He could not see his way here, nor his destination, there was nothing, not even time held any meaning here.
He seemed to become the wind in the air, the galloping water, the rising sun.
In the haze, Chen Zhixing saw seeds sprouting, then painfully breaking through the sand and soil, gradually growing into a towering tree.
He saw eggs laid by eagles, then young eagles breaking out of their shells, growing bigger under their mother’s care, then soaring into the sky.
He also saw an old man, passing away at the village’s edge in the mortal world.
Soon after, a cry caught Chen Zhixing’s attention.
He saw at the village entrance, a newborn baby landed with a cry, embarking on a brand new journey of life.
Life and death continued to play out in this world.
Chen Zhixing watched in silence, not knowing how many years passed.
Gradually, the vision before Chen Zhixing changed once more.
He saw mountains collapse, seas dry up!
He saw the world wither, then restart!
He saw a once vibrant star, gradually wither, turning into a dead star.
All life on that star faded away, bit by bit!
After many more years, life began to stir again on the withered large star.
Life and death had become an ongoing cycle of reincarnation!
Who knew how long had passed.
"Chen Zhixing... Chen Zhixing... Chen Zhixing..."
In a blur, Chen Zhixing’s ears caught a distant voice calling.
In the next moment.
Chen Zhixing, inside the Sealed Origin Coffin, suddenly opened his eyes!