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To become an existence lauded as “Great” in life, and remembered as a “Sage” after death…

To make a glorious comeback, to return with full force…

To continue the myth…

To live!

To live, no matter the cost, no matter what I must endure…

Time is a fearsome thing.

It can erode lofty peaks, dry up rivers and seas, wear down grand ambitions, and weary even the most resolute heroes. It can transform an existence once ablaze with brilliance into mere dust, weathered and forgotten.

Yet, history possesses an inherent inertia.

As the protagonists of an old era depart, the protagonists of a new age emerge.

The folding fan adorned with the likeness of the Crane family’s ancestor, Crane Qing-song, that could never be unfolded from beginning to end, was simply cast into the immortal spring.

The last remnant of Crane Hua-ting, who lingered in the year Yuan-jia three nine two two, also dissolved forever within the immortal spring.

This supposedly immortal spring, surprisingly, seemed to have become the tomb of the Crane family.

Burying the raiments and coronet of the former, and the residual form of the latter.

Its waters were crystal clear, yet fathomlessly deep.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

The immortal spring bubbled violently, as if beckoning something forth.

However, if Spider Lan-yi were to cast a glance, it would instantly subside.

Witnessing this scene, Deer Seven-lang felt a tremor in his heart!

Spider Yi had drawn upon the extreme death and decay power of the immortal spring, relying on it to contend with Zen Master Xing-nian. Zen Master Xing-nian, following the natural flow, had transformed the spring water into a heavenly river filling the valley.

Afterward, a conflagration of karma fire consumed everything.

Amidst the burning away of all manner of stratagems, the spring water was also cleansed considerably.

Returning to the time fragment of Yuan-xi three nine two two, and with the relic of Crane Qing-song and the remnant body of Crane Hua-ting, the Cold Mountain Crane family had thoroughly settled their karmic ties with the immortal spring…

With a single spring of clear water, devoid of any trace, Spider Lan-yi had thus mastered the immortal spring, leaping ahead of the many heavenly prodigies present to become the first “possessor.”

Even though Spider Yi had already departed, she had still completed the game alone and achieved success!

And with the immortal spring now under her control, what kind of advantage would it bring her?

This game of chess continued, the pieces still scattered across the divine mountain, but she had been the first to break free from the identity of a mere piece, truly becoming a player in this divine xia game.

A truly terrifying heavenly prodigy!

Twenty years secluded, her beauty known only in whispers, only to unleash her divine power in a single game of divine xia.

From this day forward, who would not know of Spider Lan-yi?

As fleeting light streaked by, the divine mountain reversed in the river of time.

After a period of indescribable disorientation, everything before their eyes remained as it was.

Nothing seemed to have changed, yet all within it could instinctively sense that time had shifted.

It was the fresh, vibrant feeling of a new era.

In contrast to the divine xia location of Yuan-jia three nine two two, the feeling was particularly striking.

Rat Jialan let out a long sigh of satisfaction: “I finally know why I felt so uncomfortable just now. In the time fragment of Yuan-xi three nine two two, there was too heavy a taste of decay, just like the ancient Nan mountain!”

Sheep Yu said softly: “Strictly speaking, the history of Black Lotus Temple and the history of ancient Nan mountain are actually not far apart. Moreover… Demon Master Tathagata is older than Light King Tathagata.”

Rat Jialan immediately found a point of attack: “Why don’t you mention that you all Light King Tathagata stole—”

“Furthermore!” Sheep Yu interrupted him and continued to correct him: “That cannot be called a time fragment of Yuan-xi three nine two two. It can only be called the divine xia location of Yuan-xi three nine two two, with a very narrow meaning in terms of time and space. Your understanding of that period of time, and your understanding of ancient Nan mountain, are the same – ignorant and biased.”

Even having witnessed them engaging in mutual slaughter, both perishing, the crowd of demons present were no longer interested in their current level of confrontation.

Deer Seven-lang merely said: “It seems this sudden time travel has come to an end.”

The True Word Stone Stele was merely the farthest point of this temporal journey. The divine xia location of Yuan-xi three nine two two, where Crane Hua-ting was buried, was but an insignificant ripple within the river of time.

Dog Xi-hua complained in a low voice: “I truly detest accidents.”

Having experienced this scene of ups and downs, his ambition to enter the divine xia location early had completely vanished.

Having never experienced significant events in the past, he had felt that the new kings on the Heavenly List were merely average, nothing more than having taken a few steps ahead, gaining opportunities sooner. He often questioned himself, concluding that the only difference was opportunity.

But from the moment he emerged from the forest, covered in scars, and experienced one event after another, all he could do was silently await the outcome. He still lacked the sense of presence that Ape Meng-ji, that simple-minded second fool, possessed.

And he had also clearly seen the comprehensive gap between himself and those new kings on the Heavenly List, in terms of knowledge, divine power, and cultivation.

At this moment, his position was one of great conflict. He wanted to approach Sheep Yu, to gain the protection of the ancient Nan mountain’s true transmission, yet having witnessed the life-and-death struggle between Sheep Yu and Rat Jialan, he feared being caught in the crossfire, and thus wished to maintain a certain distance.

Spider Lan-yi lightly plucked the broken string, and the surface of the immortal spring rippled in response, as if accompanying a zither’s melody. Having traversed the long journey of time, the immortal spring was still under her control.

From this perspective, Crane Hua-ting’s means of revival were indeed feasible.

In a state of exhaustion, having consumed all for countless years, he could still, with a single breath of power, pry upon the rules of the world and complete a perilous arrangement. He was indeed worthy of being a character who had once shone with glory.

Had Bear San-si, the first to cross the river blindly, taken a single wrong step, none of these heavenly prodigies present would have survived.

Thinking of Bear San-si…

Sheep Yu put his palms together in a gesture of reverence, both to the Buddha and to this man: “If Donor Bear believes in this humble monk, after this journey, why not return with me to ancient Nan mountain. Regarding your situation… perhaps my abbot has a way.”

“You all in ancient Nan mountain always exclude others, only yourselves are honored, yet you would tolerate Donor Bear? Fear not that the moment he steps onto the mountain, you will immediately call for the eradication of evil!” Rat Jialan scoffed: “Donor Bear, my family has always sought methods of salvation, a ferry to cross disaster. If you suffer from this body, it would be better to come to Black Lotus Temple and think of a way. We are different from the start and do not care about those vulgar opinions.”

The true transmission Buddha child of ancient Nan mountain naturally possessed his benevolence and Buddha heart.

But from Rat Jialan’s perspective, it was, of course, different.

Bear San-si’s experience was tragic beyond words, but in the current divine xia world, Bear San-si was undoubtedly a strong combat power. His performance within Crane Hua-ting’s asking-evil scheme was also sufficient to prove his reliability.

Sheep Yu was trying to win over an ally!

Rat Jialan naturally could not let him succeed.

“My ancient Nan mountain excludes others, only ourselves are honored?”

Sheep Yu looked at Rat Jialan: “Black Lotus descends upon the world, bringing the end of dharma to sentient beings. If there is no worship, no sincerity, no respect, they should fall into the animal path, and as I, the Buddha, they must be slain—these words, I wonder who spoke them?”

Having controlled the Bell of Knowing and captured the true secrets of the divine xia, he did not know how many secrets within Mo Yun city he had heard.

Rat Jialan sneered: “I was just saying. Before that, you did use the Bell of Knowing to beat everyone present.”

Sheep Yu, already vexed by his rudeness, glared at him and said: “Since you are clear about what happened during that period, you presumably also know about the matter of your skull door being shattered by me.”

This sentence struck a raw nerve.

The cold light within Rat Jialan’s eyes immediately intensified: “Without the Bell of Knowing, you are nothing. Come, try again with this Buddha Grandpa!”

How could two new kings of the Heavenly List contend with such fervor, even to the death, on his behalf?

Bear San-si, who had the right to speak on this matter, only spoke in a hoarse voice: “I have become like this, it is not my fault, I have nothing to be ashamed of. How those by the roadside look at me, I do not care. After escaping from the Thousand Tribulations Cave, I was also lost for a period. Relying on the Tiger Heavenly Venerable’s kindness, he did not despise my state and ordered me to do things under his command… Coming to this divine xia situation, I naturally also have my own goals. Wait until we are out of this place, if you two still have this intention, we can discuss it again.”

His meaning was very clear—if you two truly wish to help me treat my physical state, I am very grateful. But that is absolutely not a transaction related to the divine xia situation.

His mixed flesh body of demon and human magic had walked the world for more than a day or two. What bitterness and pain he had endured, he had endured.

Sheep Yu said: “As Donor said, your becoming like this is not your fault. My Buddha wishes to resolve illness and save suffering, to alleviate trouble and soothe disaster, and this is unrelated to worldly emotions. In this divine xia situation, you and I rely on our own means. No matter what happens in this process, no matter whether I am still here at that time or not. After leaving the divine xia situation, you may come to ancient Nan mountain yourself, and ancient Nan mountain will still be willing to find a way for you.”

Rat Jialan said: “My Black Lotus Temple is the same.”

“Allow me to ask an unrelated question.” The Taiping Ghost Messenger carrying double knives suddenly spoke: “Regarding the Three Evil Tribulation Lord in the vicinity of the Thousand Tribulations Cave, are there any clues?”

Unlike these Heavenly List new kings with clear objectives, Pig Da-li had truly stumbled into this place in a daze, still believing everything was a layout of the Taiping Dao Lord, and thus had only been awaiting orders, indeed without any personal objectives.

But after hearing Bear San-si’s true words, this “objective” had appeared.

The Taiping Dao sought world peace and necessarily had to sweep away the evil spirits of the world. How could an extremely evil villain like the Three Evil Tribulation Lord not be killed?

Perhaps it was the true emotion of anger in Pig Da-li.

Bear San-si was silent for a while and said: “I have also always been searching.”

This man, who had always remained calm and steady within Crane Hua-ting’s asking-evil scheme, said with some difficulty: “Although he turned me into this appearance, I still know nothing about him. I do not know if he is a demon, a fiend, a ghost, or a human. I do not know if he is male or female, his cultivation, or his appearance. The name Three Evil Tribulation Lord is the only thing I know. When he cut open my flesh and replaced my meridians with magical qi, he told me that I would certainly remember this name forever…”

What was the reason that supported Bear San-si’s survival under that kind of torture?

He thought that hatred was certainly one of the words.

“I think he hoped I would hate him, hoped that I would borrow this hatred to live longer, so as to cooperate with his transformation.”

“My prison cell was in a very corner place. Living in the cell next door was a human race. At first, we did not speak, we were mutually hostile. We only judged each other’s bodies and to what extent they had been transformed based on the sounds of howling from the opposite side.”

“There was a period when he was completely silent. I thought he was already dead. I do not remember the specific time, but it was not until my entire right leg had been completely transformed that I began to hear him groaning—he was almost dead, but he had survived again.”

“The first sentence he said to me was, ‘You motherfucker, why aren’t you dead?'”

Bear San-si slowly said: “I said I did not want to die, I wanted to live, I wanted revenge. I then asked him, then why aren’t you dead?”

“He said, how can the human race lose to the demon race. If you don’t die, I will absolutely not die first.”

“From that time onwards, I began to recalculate time. Not for anything else, just to see how many more days I could live than him.”

This damned desire to win, in the dark environment of the Thousand Tribulations Cave, actually had a kind of bloody humor.

“That’s how we began to communicate. At first, we had nothing to say, we just cursed at each other. Later, it was too painful, and we had no energy to curse, so we began to talk properly. Later… we set up a secret language, used the regular language to chat normally, and used the secret language to communicate escape methods.”

Enemies who could not share the same sky, humans and demons, in the face of a common predicament, slowly joined hands to save themselves.

This was unrelated to any morality, this was the instinct of life.

“…We had long remembered the Three Evil Tribulation Lord’s pattern of action. That day, we had just finished a new round of transformation, exactly at the time when our bodies were on the verge of collapsing, we needed to stop and wait. Wait to recover and bear the next grafting, or collapse and die. Usually in this state, the Three Evil Tribulation Lord would only come over after a very long interval.”

“He hid a curse seal with good concealment in the depths of his soul, I completed a fake death, deceiving the guard to collect the corpse…”

Bear San-si did not narrate the specific process of escaping from the Thousand Tribulations Cave in too much detail, but the crowd of demons could fully imagine the thrilling aspects of it.

“Just like that, we escaped from the Thousand Tribulations Cave. We said goodbye to each other, agreeing to divide superiority, life, and death on the battlefield later. We agreed that whoever first obtained information about the Three Evil Tribulation Lord must certainly tell the other.”

Bear San-si said: “But just before me, that human race’s body collapsed. He had already reached his limit. His body turned into many strips of flesh worms, like maggots crawling on the ground.”

Jiang Wang, in the mirror world, remained silent. Although he yearned to return home in his heart, he was still drawn by Bear San-si’s segment of experience. He desperately wanted to ask what that human race’s name was. It was a pity that neither Chai A-si nor Pig Da-li had the standing to ask this question.

The demon race did not care about the human race.

The scene described by Bear San-si sent chills down Ape Meng-ji’s spine.

And he continued to say: “I wiped away my traces and escaped for a very, very long time, finally escaping to a place where there was a demon race city…”

“Later, I returned to Purple Wu Hills, and the thought of revenge never left my heart.”

“I operated my power for a very long time, and turned back to find the Thousand Tribulations Cave, only to discover that the place in my memory fundamentally did not exist.”

“I turned over all possible historical records related to the four words ‘Three Evil Tribulation Lord,’ mobilized all possible intelligence forces… but found no trace whatsoever. I even used several times the merit gained from exchanging life and death, begging the Tiger Heavenly Venerable to help me investigate. The Tiger Heavenly Venerable personally walked along my initial escape route, but also found no clues.”

“The world seems to fundamentally not exist the Three Evil Tribulation Lord, not exist the Thousand Tribulations Cave.”

“Sometimes I will feel, am I not really just dreaming?”

Bear San-si gripped his knife: “But this body of mine, neither demon nor fiend, is always reminding me… of its reality!”

Amidst the silence of the crowd of demons, not knowing what to say.

Bear San-si walked forward alone, towards the green stone beside the immortal spring.

“In the divine xia location of Yuan-xi three nine two two, I left some things.”

“Now it is already the new era we are in.”

“A long time has simply flown by like that.”

“The Spider girl still masters the immortal spring, Crane Hua-ting is already completely extinct… everything is still so young and fresh!”

“Then let’s see what message the things I left behind bring me.”

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