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The story told by the Nameless One can explain past doubts and fill in the blanks of history. It fits perfectly into history.

But Jiang Wang only listens and doesn’t speak, not daring to fully believe it.

This transcendent being is approaching omniscience. They know many secrets and many people’s inner doubts. To make a lie believable, filling in some so-called historical truths is truly too easy.

Over there, Dou Zhao is only looking at Chu Tianzi’s sword, wholeheartedly immersed in the research of imperial sword arts. Although with his identity, all the hidden laws of the Chu state are accessible to him, how can that compare to the emperor’s personal demonstration?

Each descent of the Chi Huang Emperor Sword is the pulverization of the Nameless One’s fundamental existence. With Dou Zhao’s realm, although he cannot capture the specific process, he can somewhat sense the unfolding of the sword intent.

Instead, Zuo Xiao’s voice leisurely rings out: “The so-called ‘great achievement to saint’ initially conceived by the various saints should not be your current appearance, right?”

The Nameless One lowers their eyes, looking at their remnant body, already seeing through the spreading sword wound to the withered, thin legs below, belonging to the dim void and bottomless abyss of A Bi Ghost Cave.

The process of shifting their gaze is very slow, just like this, slowly lowering and lifting, barely looking towards Zuo Xiao: “My current appearance… if your path is broken because of this, I don’t think you would be willing either!”

They take a deep breath: “The fact is indeed so. The earliest ‘great achievement to saint’ I conceived at Wu Yuan Ridge was a kind of ultimate perfect great existence, a conception that was almost impossible to achieve. We lived in the most brilliant era, but no one could take that step immediately.”

“Especially Mo Zi’s warning let us know that terror was approaching, and we didn’t have much time left. We determined our resolve in Huo Shui, wanting to achieve a weapon infinitely close to ‘great achievement to saint’ – named ‘Tian Yan to Saint’!”

“We thought through everything. This was the unsolvable solution, the roadless road.”

“We completely erased history, cut out our plans from the years, and hid in lost time, wanting to use this to confront that true terror. With secret killing secret, using infinite power, to kill the eternal existence.”

“Dao fifty, Tian Yan forty-nine. What we wanted to achieve was a supreme saint body that could evolve all daos, evolve out the ultimate great power. Finally led by Ru Zu and Fa Zu, together manipulating Tian Yan to Saint, we would challenge that terror!”

“Finally, as you all see – we failed!”

The Nameless One’s pupils are almost devoid of luster. It’s a kind of exhausted dimness, a cry of despair: “Do you truly know what kind of era we once lived in?”

“The things we couldn’t do back then, can this world succeed?”

No one speaks.

But It feels the fighting spirit of these people, not a single person wavering.

Among them, young absolute peaks like Jiang Wang, Dou Zhao, Chu Taizi, and Chu Guoshi have wills that are even more high-spirited like fierce fire.

Young people will never despair over this world.

“Today must surpass yesterday” is not a slogan, but precisely this vigorous mood.

The Nameless One is silent for a moment, but then lifts their eyes again before the constantly sinking Chi Huang Emperor Sword: “The so-called various schools of thought established theories, each family already over a thousand, truly having huge influence, not more than several hundred. Among them, some are from the same sect and source—”

“As for the military school that inherits ancient sage soldiers and martial arts, it is divided into military strategy, military situation, military yin-yang, and military skills. Those of strategy have thirteen families, which is ‘those who calculate victory in the temple before war’; those of situation have eleven families, emphasizing ‘moving according to opportunity, situation without constant form’; those of yin-yang have sixteen families, ‘with punishment as yin to overcome, with virtue as yang to grow, combining the birth and overcome principles of the five elements, deciding opportunity in heaven’s intent’; those of skills have thirteen families, practicing soldiers, arranging formations, weapons mechanisms, wooden kites, flowing horses, all within them.”

“The process of the hundred schools contending is, however, to absorb and accommodate, this decline and that grow, remove dross and keep essence. Theories that cannot withstand the test of time will ultimately be washed away by history, and in this washing process, one revered saint name after another will be condensed.”

“When creating the Lian Hua Saint Realm, our era had also reached its peak. Pseudo-saints numbered in the hundreds, small saints and sub-saints over a hundred, true saints numbered seventeen, and there were three to saints, called Ru Zu, Fa Zu, and Mo Zu.”

“We together created ‘Tian Yan to Saint’ and opened that war annihilated in the depths of time. The final outcome was the fate transformation of various saints, with Ru Sheng and Fa Sheng both falling into slumber. I also became what you all see now.”

It hangs there, as if waiting for the final drying outcome: “I am the remnant of that era, here to preserve the heritage of various saints, preserve the hope to confront that terror, hiding in Lun Xian Forest, living day after day in humiliation!”

“We failed, but I did not give up. I, who understand yin-yang, luckily preserved my will in that huge disaster. Just like this, I hid alone in Lun Xian Forest, exhausted all my efforts to conceal myself, little by little picking up the remnant body of ‘Tian Yan to Saint’, striving to piece together our old wish. This has truly been a long period of time, but I have already forgotten the passage of time. I only want to end my eternal life, complete the conception of ‘great achievement to saint’, think of every way to make up for the regrets of our era.”

“I clearly already transcended the world, existing with the sun and moon, even surpassing the sun and moon. As long as I close my eyes, not looking at the suffering of sentient beings, as long as I sing to wine, not recalling the former ideals. No disaster will befall me, I originally could have eternal leisure!”

“But… it’s too regrettable.”

“We together created such a brilliant era, had so many beautiful expectations for this world, in the end, just like this, forget it all?”

“People with the same aspirations are all dead. Love and hate are the dust and smoke of history.”

“I know no one will understand me.”

“But I still have to do this.”

The Nameless One, with sorrowful eyes, looks at everyone present: “Perhaps today’s human world only has hatred for me, but I still deeply love this world. My life is for this, my ideals are in it.”

“Sounds very touching. Among all the transcendent existences I have heard and seen, you are the only one showing a weak posture. I even think I am that transcendent existence, bullying you here!” Dou Zhao retracts his gaze from the Chi Huang Emperor Sword: “Do you want to explain why you wanted to eat me? This doesn’t fit your weak positioning.”

“There’s nothing to explain about this. I thought I was harboring the human world, yet towards you two, I was not fair. So today, if you two cut me a thousand or ten thousand times, I will have no regrets or resentment.”

The Nameless One sighs: “Actually, in that battle back then, none of us had a complete grasp, and we even foresaw the unfortunate outcome. Before leaving Huo Shui, we all prepared for misfortune, and also in various ways, left behind dao traditions and inheritances.”

Speaking to here, the Nameless One’s emotions become complex: “As you all know, the inheritances of the various saints have all been passed down in different ways. But our Yin-Yang school is an exception, because the person I trusted the most – named ‘Yin Yang Small Saint’ Zheng Shao and Zhao Fan Lu – betrayed me!”

“They were tempted by Pu Ti Evil Ancestor, fell into Huo Shui, and poured my lifetime accumulation into the evil sea!”

At this moment, the Nameless One’s gaze is unclear whether it’s sorrow or delight: “The end of scheming with tigers is endlessly recorded in history. They wanted to borrow Pu Ti Evil Ancestor’s power to achieve Yin-Yang to saint, but ultimately, of course, they were also swallowed by the tiger and drowned in the evil sea.”

“Dou Zhao, Jiang Wang.”

In the state of having its neck stretched for slaughter, it shows a kind of heartfelt sincerity: “I know that in the Five Virtues Small World, you encountered the remnant intents of Zheng Shao and Zhao Fan Lu and accepted the inheritance of the Yin-Yang school, but that was no longer the true them, but an earlier remnant, the true intent I once left. When Dou Zhao was refining spirit in A Bi Ghost Cave, I also intentionally gave you support, helping you perfect your white day dreamland. Also at that time, I helped Jiang Wang supplement his latent intent sea. Of course, my intent was not benevolent.”

“I lost too much in that great calamity, and I need to take back this share of Yin-Yang true intent to harmonize myself and truly control the power of Tian Yan to Saint.”

“So, I wanted to wait until you both walked to the absolute peak, when yin and yang were balanced, to take you as medicine.”

“This matter, I cannot discuss with anyone, nor is it possible to seek your agreement.”

“My loneliness cannot be shared with people, my war can only proceed alone. The terror I have to face is something none of you can imagine.”

“This is very unfair to you, but I have no choice.”

Finally, It lets out a long sigh.

“My story is told.”

It closes its eyes: “You can all make your choices now.”

“The choice you spoke of… what is it?” Chu Tianzi, with one hand pressing Its face and the other holding the sword, has not hesitated at all from beginning to end, continuously extinguishing the life force power that sustains the transcendent being. And at this moment, as the Nameless One closes its eyes, the hand holding the emperor sword sinks for the last time, thus vertically splitting the Nameless One’s rugged body into two halves!

Rolling national momentum crushes the remnant body.

Tianzi dragon qi wears away immortality.

Transcendent silences, eternity cuts off!

He listened to the story, but did not waver his sword.

“Is it to grind bones and scatter ashes, or whip the corpse for three days, and then grind bones and scatter ashes?”

Under the Chi Huang Emperor Sword, there is never a choice.

Just as said earlier, he, a dignified Tianzi of a hegemonic country, came with the momentum of the nation and the emperor sword, not to give the Nameless One choices.

The Nameless One’s flesh has already separated, and its eyes are also powerless to open again. But It still has a last remnant intent, murmuring just like this: “If tonight is my eternal night, then today is also the end of the human world. I experienced the most beautiful human world, truly regrettable ah…”

“If killing you will usher in the end, then let the end come as soon as possible.” Huang Wei Zhen, standing on the cliff wall of Ghost Cave, lightly dusts off the corner of his clothes, as if dusting off something dirty: “If the hope of this world can only be pinned on a monster like you, then this world is truly not worth appreciating at all!”

The Nameless One told a rather long story, but It is not interested in the story.

It is not a listener of stories, It is a creator of stories.

History is precisely engraved with Its experiences, and the future is for It to change.

The terror described by this ancient transcendent being fundamentally cannot bring It any waves.

It returned from fantasy, with no spare power to do anything, always entangled in this battle.

Nearly two years of time, long enough!

“Everyone.” Di Zang stands on the other side of the Ghost Cave cliff wall, his face still wearing a compassionate smile. At this time, he puts his palms together in ritual, then flatly extends his hand towards the Nameless One’s corpse: “As agreed before, this is my fate.”

It wants to take away the Nameless One’s corpse as the reward for this cooperation.

What was agreed upon before must be fulfilled, cause and effect should be repaid.

Chu Tianzi and Huang Wei Zhen on the cliff wall exchange glances, then move their widely spread five fingers from the Nameless One’s wrinkled face.

The Nameless One’s body, split into two halves, actually still sticks together and has not immediately fallen.

In the last moment, this existence, which can almost be called a corpse, closes its eyes, slightly lifting its head: “My life, Zou Hui Ming, had regrets, pain, failure, sorrow, but ultimately, I can say I was worthy of myself, worthy of the beginning, all my ideals about this world…”

“Sorry—”

In the star river waves of Zhang Hua Tai, Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice rings out.

The sorrowful curtain fall of a transcendent being is thus interrupted.

In front of the Nameless One, the completely child-like Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice at this moment is actually older than the Nameless One, old to an absurd degree.

He is old yet full of energy, very calmly saying: “You are a senior predecessor saint, no matter what, you have merits to the human race. Junior, who was born later, originally should not disturb your last words. But if there are errors in the facts, I have to point them out. Just like you earlier in the transcendent urn substituted for me and spoke on my behalf—’Chu people will erect a stele for the Nameless One of Lun Xian Forest and inscribe it, writing the life of the Nameless One, writing the death of the Nameless One as the outcome inscribed on the stele’…”

He praises: “You truly understand me, you spoke my heartfelt words for me!”

The Nameless One’s corpse seems to have completely become a corpse, with no response.

But Zhuge Yi Xian knows It can still hear: “On the stele with your name, please forgive me for truly being unable to write these three characters, ‘Zou Hui Ming’. One is not to disgrace the Yin Yang True Saint, and the other is not to make the world abandon the saint’s name. A hundred years from now, who else will know you as the famous school saint person, Gong Sun Xi?”

Rumble rumble!

Just now, the sky was still calm, but instantly thunder snakes danced wildly, and dark clouds were about to fall.

But Huang Wei Zhen only lifts his palm to wipe, and everything scatters with the wind.

The Nameless One suddenly opens its eyes!

Like a fish stiffly dead on the shore, it suddenly straightens up.

But It is already about to die!

It fundamentally has no more power to resist.

Under the gaze of three revered transcendent war powers, It can do nothing.

It can already do nothing, yet it still twists so with difficulty.

Its already separated two halves of the body twist in different postures.

One half wants to spring up, one half wants to sink down.

It has expressed emotions many times, but never like this time, in this kind of lost state… a truly lost state!

Even when being chopped dead by Chu Tianzi in this transcendent body, It was not like this.

“I originally thought you could calmly accept extinction!” Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice is unusually intense.

“I am a decaying, dying body, about to eternally extinguish. Even if I did some wrong things, obstructing Chu and making them hate me, there is no need at such a moment for such words.” Inside the Nameless One’s almost decaying dead remnant body, there are mournful sighs: “Of course, I can’t do anything more, but after death, even my name is to be altered, and my deeds are to be grafted?”

“Confirming your name is not difficult. Life’s schemes end with this one game!” Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice says: “I should also resolve your doubts, lest you bitterly wait for a return opportunity, yet forever cannot see an opportunity to obtain fate, instead leaving behind obsessions and becoming evils. Evils are also no harm, but there are still some things related to you existing in this world, and I ultimately cannot feel at ease.”

He truly respects the Nameless One, but this killing intent is firm to an indescribable degree.

He has already done all that can be done! Of course, also all that can be wanted.

Zhang Hua Tai gave Zhuge Yi Xian support, making his voice, although old, grand: “Under your feet is exactly A Bi Ghost Cave, the origin place of the ghost things in this Lun Xian Forest, and also the place with the most abundant ghost qi in the present world. That year, this place was not called Lun Xian Forest. The various saints did indeed plot great matters here, and as the main person in charge, the Yin Yang True Saint chose this place precisely because the ghost qi here flourishes.”

“You say you are the Yin Yang True Saint. The Ghost Saint still exists, yet has no benefit to the ghost dao, and is of no use to A Bi Ghost Cave – I don’t believe it.”

“Tian Gong City was established. The only condition our dynasty silently permitted was that Tian Gong City stands above A Bi Ghost Cave, thereby isolating your possible acquisition from A Bi Ghost Cave. Facts prove you don’t need it.”

“Shan Hai Dao Master returns, Ghost Huang Lian Hong is born, greatly benefiting the ghost dao. The first time Lian Hong was born, it just encircled and flew around Lun Xian Forest. What do you think it was searching for? If the Ghost Saint exists, there should be a dao manifestation, yet you are silent without a name.”

“With these few points, it is already enough to shake your identity as the Yin Yang True Saint. And you, claiming to be the Yin Yang True Saint, still want to swallow Dou Zhao and Jiang Wang to become medicine! How ridiculous?”

“Saying something about a lost true intent… Our dynasty’s Song Pu Ti went to Huo Shui to surround and kill Meng Tian Hai, toured the Five Virtues broken world with the Yun Meng Boat, and personally saw the remnants of the Yin Yang Small Saint. There was no trace of evil. On the contrary, they perished in the process of resisting the invasion of Pu Ti Evil Ancestor!”

“What you said, where is the truth?”

“The truth is not such a simple thing…” The Nameless One breathes painfully, as if feeling Its already dissipated life through this: “You are deluded by your one-sided views.”

“The reality I saw allowed me to walk out of your transcendent being’s lie!” Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice says: “I believe the nameless existence hiding in Lun Xian Forest is certainly one of the various saints. But if not the Yin Yang True Saint, who could it be?”

“In the transcendent urn, I intentionally told Zuo Gong that the transcendent one of Lun Xian Forest is very possibly the Yin Yang True Saint. Such dialogue was just to give you an entry point to ‘順勢而名’ (take advantage of the situation to establish a name), and you indeed named yourself the Ghost Saint!”

“Because you understand him the most and are also best at portraying him.”

“You understand the Yin Yang True Saint too well. You speak of many things as if you were by his side. Was it you who accompanied the Yin Yang True Saint to pay respects to the to saint? Was it you who went to Wu Yuan Ridge to save the Yin Yang True Saint, and finally only took away his ghost soul? Also you – the closest friend of the Yin Yang True Saint, the famous school true saint, Gong Sun Xi!”

“I believe you and the Ghost Saint were once intimately close, each having the most sincere trust. He was indeed ultimately betrayed, but I think the one who betrayed him was not the two Yin Yang sages, but you.”

“You wanted the Yin Yang true intent but couldn’t get it, precisely because the two Yin Yang sages firmly guarded the Ghost Saint’s last wish, refusing to leave Huo Shui even in death. There is the Lian Hua Saint Realm, there is the red dust gate. You begged a hundred times but couldn’t get it, while Dou Zhao and Jiang Wang got the inheritance, so you always waited for them to reach the absolute peak. Was I right?”

“Although Mo Zu disappeared, the Mo school inheritance still exists, hence the character ‘Mo’ has been passed down, hence the world still knows there is Mo Zu.”

“You learned from this and thoroughly abandoned the saint’s absolute learning to hide your name early.”

“Hence the most adaptable famous school, yet it rigidly guarded the ancient saint rules, unwilling to change a single word, to the point where the learning became extinct after seven generations. It is the earliest extinct part among the learnings of the hundred schools. It’s not that your descendants were unwilling to change, it’s that you didn’t allow it. Was I right?”

“The one who cut off the inheritance is not only the famous school, the process of the famous school cutting off is unreasonable! This is also one of the reasons I suspect you.”

“Please try to look at Zhang Hua Tai!”

In Zhang Hua Tai, at this time, there is a clamor of discussion, everyone fiercely debating, each exhausting their wisdom and showing their eloquence. What they are discussing, or ‘Li Wu Ten Topics’, or ‘Debater Twenty-One Matters’, there is also firm white examination, no thick debate, white horse debate, name reality debate, two possible debate, right wrong debate, root trace debate, have no debate, disorder debate, same different debate…

The inheritance of the famous school has already been extinct, but the essence scattered in various learnings, unexpectedly most of the parts have been taken out. At this moment in Zhang Hua Tai, the talents of the Chu people are exhausted, repeatedly arguing!

The Nameless One, in such a decaying state, almost uncontrollably blooms with glory.

The inheritance of the famous school restores its name as well!

Zhang Hua Tai rumbles, the entire Lun Xian Forest falls into a kind of solemn quiet.

Only Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice booms repeatedly.

And the Nameless One does not stand dead for a while, as if some obsession has been stirred up, unable to close its eyes. For a time, a decaying voice says: “I have gone through all schools, and also encompassed famous learning. You all said quite a bit, nothing but… expected!”

“I understand. You want evidence, more solid evidence, something iron and blood that will allow you to accept eternal extinction…” Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice says: “Do you know why Lun Xian Forest is so big, yet we chose to nail you to death in A Bi Ghost Cave?”

Everyone can hear a sound of difficult breathing from Zhuge Yi Xian, and after recovering, he says: “I need to trouble Your Majesty!”

Chu Tianzi’s expression is unclear behind his 旒珠 (strings of beads), but he indeed gives Zhuge Yi Xian his unreserved support. He lifts his hand and remotely presses down on A Bi Ghost Cave—

A long, boundary-breaking hum!

Everyone can see a bronze long spear surrounded by black qi suddenly flying out from that bottomless Ghost Cave.

The rust is still on it, and blood marks are clearly immortal.

For a moment, killing qi rushes to the sky, continuously washing over that revered transcendent being’s remnant body.

Gui Sui Shou!

The matched soldier of Wei state’s great general, Wu Xun.

Also the matched soldier of Zong Heng True Saint, Pang Min, that year.

A Bi Ghost Cave, of course, does not connect to the underworld world, but the yin and yang pass through, and the ghost qi is extremely abundant. Whether it connects or not makes no difference.

The supreme famous soldier that conquered in the underworld world leaps to this realm.

The Nameless One stiffly lowers its head in the air, and its deeply wrinkled eyelids are instantly cut open by the killing qi, a pair of turbid bloody eyeballs exposed!

It sees the bronze long spear rushing towards It.

And is instantly pecked by this long spear!

It is not Wu Xun who possesses this great power. This is Gui Sui Shou’s own cause and effect.

Existences like Di Zang can especially see that one drop of blood on Gui Sui Shou is exactly the blood of the Nameless One.

The Nameless One, of course, also remembers that this was the wound Pang Min gave It that year!

After It entered the ‘Tian Yan to Saint body’ and achieved transcendent dao, this drop of blood, nurtured in Pang Min’s killing intent, unexpectedly also ascended to immortality.

As if it had never left It.

Now it becomes the cause of Its extinction.

Gui Sui Shou never forgot that person named “Gong Sun Xi”.

Is this Pang Min’s revenge?

But at this time, the Nameless One thinks more about the present than the past…

Since the Chu people can move Wu Xun’s Gui Sui Shou, they can naturally also move Wu Xun’s Bing Xian Palace.

If Jiang Wang cannot be invited, this Bing Xian Palace plus Yu Shou Xian Palace can also become the starting hand for Lun Xian Forest.

Zhuge Yi Xian has indeed made too many perhaps useless preparations for today!

That young person on Jiao Wu Mountain that year, hiding in Zhang Hua Tai for so many years without leaving an inch, could it be just to avoid being detected by It? How long has this person been plotting for today?

And It, until today, only comes to be startled!

“The human world does not see the human world, Three Ways Bridge does not have three ways…” The Nameless One murmurs, Its consciousness, which seemed to never be erased, is finally about to dissipate.

But Zhuge Yi Xian’s voice continues: “Your funeral is not yet completely over, you still need to persist a bit—I trouble you, Shan Hai Dao Master!”

Huang Wei Zhen then presses his palm.

The Nameless One’s dao body unexpectedly shivers, and its eye pupils rise with divine light again!

The power of fantasy becoming reality prevents Its last consciousness from thoroughly scattering.

It is already about to die, yet It cannot die swiftly, nor can It die cleanly enough.

At this moment, inside Its exposed protruding eyeballs, bewilderment finally surges! “Why… will it be like this!”

“Could it be… I really did something wrong?”

“No!”

It suddenly becomes excited: “You all fundamentally don’t understand how much effort I put in!”

“You all fundamentally don’t know what I am confronting…”

“Only I can confront it!”

“Those people… we… what they wanted to do was fundamentally impossible things! Only I am the truly awake person, I made the only correct choice, I preserved our power! And also preserved the hope of this world!!!”

“I love you all! I love this world! I fight for the human race! Why do you all treat me like this, why!!?”

But Its hysteria stops here.

Because another great flag comes horizontally, the hunting flag face drowning out Its madness.

That majestic figure standing towering in the high sky, side by side with Hui Guo Gong Zuo Xiao, wears a bronze ghost mask, wears the state duke war armor, commands a strong army, and gathers soldier fiends soaring to the sky…

Great Chu An Guo Gong Wu Zhao Chang!

This duke leads a great army here, and Great Chu already has two state dukes present!

This Great Chu state duke, who initially entered the forest tragically because of the death of his direct grandson Wu Ling, searching everywhere for remnants but finding none, crying out in vain in the forest, today spreads the army fiend and kills with overwhelming force!

And also brings his Great Chu Six Masters’ evil faces!

The evil face army is full of ghost gods and is indeed the most suitable strong army to sweep Lun Xian Forest.

But wasn’t Wu Zhao Chang guarding Du E Peak?

Jiang Wang is still in doubt, and even Dou Zhao is very puzzled.

But the Nameless One, gasping for breath and being forcibly suspended, understands everything in an instant.

It hangs there, laughing sadly: “Good long foreshadowing, good long layout, good deep prelude!”

Chu Tianzi’s one sword cutting off the emperor title of Nan Ji Chang Sheng Emperor Jun that year was exactly for today!

Chang Sheng Jun, with name as a dao principle, especially understands and grasps “name”. This is also the sin of bearing the sword.

The Chu state exactly wants to use this Jun as a sword!

“Come out!” Wu Zhao Chang’s voice seems to mix into the evil fiend, fiercely burning the soul: “Do what you should do.”

That evil face fiend flag rolls in the air, and from it walks out a man with a face like powder and a silk robe. He was previously wearing an emperor robe, but has already changed into common clothes.

The sect master of Nan Dou Hall—Chang Sheng Jun!

He stumbles to stand in the air, and without saying any other nonsense, he only remotely points at the Nameless One’s remnant body: “Now give the name—famous school saint person, Gong Sun Xi!”

The transcendent ones of the world are eternal and do not perish.

Merely finding Its name is not enough to remember It!

A stele still needs to be erected and inscribed. A person who understands names, like Chang Sheng Jun, is needed to engrave it!

Rumble rumble!

In Di Zang’s compassionate gaze, in the silent watch of Huang Wei Zhen and Chu Tianzi,

The boundless ghost fog of Lun Xian Forest thus gathers into a stele inscription, descending from the sky, thus suppressing the Nameless One’s remnant body, wiping out Its last will and all remnants!

The stele text engraves:

“Tomb of Gong Sun Xi!”