Chapter 259: Chapter 241: Gathering of the Proud Elites! The Flourishing Era Arrives!
Boom——!
At this moment, an endless influx of memories surged into Chen Zhixing’s mind.
Chen Zhixing’s mind was in such pain that it felt like it was about to explode!
This flood of memories was immense, representing several decades, encapsulating the entire experience of a life’s genesis and decay!
"Subdue!"
Within Chen Zhixing’s Sea of Consciousness, his Divine Thought started to operate, quickly suppressing this overwhelming chaos of memories and absorbing them as if peeling a cocoon.
Upon seeing it, Chen Zhixing’s entire being was enveloped by a most peculiar aura.
At times, a death-like aura pervaded, as if he was about to wither and turn into a handful of yellow earth.
At other times, he seemed full of life, with blooming flowers of life blossoming in his Spiritual Sea.
"Life and death..."
He raised his head, his gaze looking into the distance.
After a long time, the clarity finally returned to his eyes.
This Life and Death Illusion Realm, the passage of time felt both too long and too real.
So real that he completely lost himself within it, and upon awakening, he was unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
It was akin to a dream-like bubble, like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly.
"I am Chen Zhixing, the legitimate third son of the Ziwei Chen Family!"
A divine light flashed in Chen Zhixing’s eyes as he firmly spoke to himself.
As these words faded,
that vague and blurred feeling finally vanished completely!
The clarity fully returned to his gaze.
At the next moment.
Squeak.
Chen Zhixing pushed open the lid of the Sealed Origin Coffin and stepped out from the coffin.
"You’re awake?"
In the distance, Tian Qianzi was writing something and lifted his head to look at Chen Zhixing, momentarily stunned.
Upon seeing Chen Zhixing.
There was a mix of black, grey, and white aura swirling around him.
Half of Chen Zhixing’s body was decayed and aged, his hair turning entirely frost-white, all ashened grey.
While the other half of his body was thriving with lush black hair, shimmering translucently, his skin as clear and delicate as a newborn!
At the next moment.
With narrowed eyes, Chen Zhixing gave a faint smile towards Tian Qianzi and uttered five words.
"Senior, I have understood."
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The East Profound Domain is vast and boundless, divided into thirteen states aside from the Northern Plain, North Sea, Southern Border, and other regions.
The thirteen states are divided, six in the north and south respectively, with Ao State standing independently overseas.
Here in the East Profound Domain, Immortal Suspension Mountain serves as the dividing line, splitting it into two regions, north and south!
At this moment.
Under the majestic and ancient, seemingly endless Immortal Suspension Mountain, even though the top forces had not yet appeared, the foot of the mountain was already crowded with endless cultivators from the East Profound Domain’s thirteen states!
An unprecedented spectacle which no one would want to miss.
Even for those without the East Profound Order and unable to participate in this grand competition, just witnessing such an event was considered a great fortune in life!
"It’s starting! It’s finally starting!"
"Who do you think will win this East Profound Domain grand competition and enter the Immortal Tao Lineage, grasping the opportunity for immortality?"
"No need to say, it’s definitely the top of the Longevity Celestial Pride Rankings, Third Young Master Ziwei, Chen Zhixing!"
"Chen Zhixing? Hahaha, fellow Daoist, it seems your information is outdated, the hot favorite now is Wui Duolong!"
"Didn’t you know? Three days ago, Wui Duolong competed in Divine Techniques against Nirvana Realm Great Power, Taoist Fengshan, and forced Taoist Fengshan to retreat step by step!"
"That Sword Tomb Sword Master also stands a big chance to win, carrying the millennial fortune of the Sword Tomb; Sword Tao Grandmaster, Chai Qingchi once evaluated, in terms of the profundity of the Sword Dao alone and the mystique of Sword Techniques, the Sword Master is not weak compared to the Nirvana Realm!"
"But don’t speak too early, the East Profound Domain grand competition is not a solo battle. I heard that Ye Liancheng and other celestial prodigies have gotten quite close recently. If they unite, they could pose a significant threat!"
"Indeed, let’s not forget, besides the Human Race, there are the Northern Great Demons, Southern Border Ancient Race, East Sea Alien Race, and who knows how many powerhouses might be hidden among them?"
"In conclusion, this East Profound Domain grand competition is destined to be recorded in history, a glorious event through ages!"
"And the winner of this competition will surely be the strongest champion ever, an unprecedented legend!"
At the foot of Immortal Suspension Mountain, the crowd was dense, impenetrable.
Numerous cultivators from all corners of the world, their eyes shining, engaged in whispered discussions.
The grand competition had yet to officially begin, but their blood was already boiling with excitement!
At this time.
Rumble rumble rumble!
A thunderous rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky.
A golden carriage, drawn by nine ferocious dragon-like creatures, slowly approached from the far horizon.
The thick clouds were ground away inch by inch.
"Hmm?!"
Everyone hurriedly looked up.
At the ends of the sky, flanking the colossal mountain-like golden carriage were two gigantic gold-armored giants, carrying flags, accompanying!
The heads of the two gold-armored giants were obscured in the sea of clouds, every step like a massive earth-shaking effort, leaving deep-footed impressions on the ground!
Upon the flags borne by these giants, one side bore the totem of a black sun, while the other side in large, impressive gilded script displayed the bold words "Sikong"!
"The Sikong Race has arrived!"
At once, the countless cultivators at the foot of Immortal Suspension Mountain were shocked.
For the Sikong family—who hold sway over Huai State, and even across the entire East Profound Domain, akin to a massive behemoth—are well-known indeed.
"Yet... with Sikong Nan, the strongest prodigy of the Sikong family, having been slain by Third Young Master Ziwei, Chen Zhixing, months ago, why are they stirring trouble here?"
As someone voiced their doubts,
A succession of figures emerged from the golden carriage, stepping into the void one by one.
The leading figure, dressed in a black robe, had a mask partially covering his face, with the scarlet character ’Sin’ engraved on his left forehead!
The other three, either donned in floating white robes, surpassingly handsome and extraordinary, had eyes gleaming with divine light, emanating a formidable aura, or had a green breeze swirling around them, with visions appearing and disappearing, all beyond the ordinary.
In an instant, countless souls gazed at these figures, their pupils slightly contracting.
Ranked third on the Longevity Celestial Pride Rankings, Sin!
Fifth place, Ye Liancheng!
Sixth place, Shen San!
Seventh place, Wui Duolong!
Each one of these is a top celestial prodigy of the age!
Inside the golden carriage.
Sikong Xuanji, dressed in a python robe with a mask covering half his face, lightly lifted the carriage curtain, and with a slight smile said:
"Everyone, do not forget what I have told you."
Upon hearing this, Jiuzui, Ye Liancheng, and the others glanced back at Sikong Xuanji and then nodded slightly.
Sikong Xuanji let down the curtain once more and sat back into the carriage.
At the next moment.
Boom!
All of a sudden, powerful winds whipped through, causing their robes to flutter dramatically.
"Chen Zhixing..."
This perfect vessel for rebirth, he was determined to take it this time!