Chapter 9: The Mysterious and Subtle Elixir Field

  In the nameless mountain range, an emaciated old man sat cross-legged on a massive boulder, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. Threads of tiny, visible light, as thin as silk, slowly seeped into his body. The old man remained motionless, like a stone statue, sitting quietly on the boulder for a long time. Suddenly, his hideous face contorted in a spasm of comfort, his entire body shook, and threads of dark energy shot into him, like swallows returning to their nest. The black cloak that billowed around him slowly subsided.

  "Brush——" The old demon suddenly opened his pair of green bean-sized eyes, and a strange beam of light shot out, looking like two clusters of ghost fire. "Kek kek——you little boy, you're dead for sure, just wait, I'll definitely tear you into pieces!"

  "Ga ga ga ga——" The old man let out a strange cry, the piercing sound causing the surrounding gravel to stir up.

  Nameless Cave Mansion

  Lu Shao-yu sat upright with a serious expression, and faint rays of light rained down from behind him. The Bao Zhong, the divine sword, the sacred drum, and the immortal tower - one by one, the illusory shadows of these divine weapons rose and fell on Lu Shao-yu's body, as if a kind of mysterious aura was wandering around him.

  Lu Shao's divine thoughts sank into his dantian, carefully observing its condition. He saw a ball of white light filling it, faintly sacred, noble, tragic, and glorious... Countless intertwined wills covered Lu Shao's divine thoughts. A breath unique to the ancient times shrouded the entire sky.

  "Boom——" Lu Shaoyou only felt a shockwave in his sea of consciousness, and couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. This is going to be bad!

  Endless starry sky, vast Milky Way, boundless will came face to face, Lu Shao-yu saw an incredible scene, countless powerful beings collapsed and turned into cosmic dust, the starry sky was dyed red with blood, but what's more shocking is that even immortals fell one after another. A tragic will filled the entire starry sky, a loud roar echoed throughout the galaxy, and the strongest of the demon tribe stained the sky with their blood before dying, letting out a majestic roar that shook the mountains and rivers, the sound was mournful and piercing to the bone. Lu Shao-yu, although also from the demon tribe, couldn't understand what they were saying as they spoke in an ancient language completely different from modern times. On another battlefield, giant warriors with heads reaching the sky and feet treading on the vast wilderness, their eyes were as big as small mountains, their arms as thick as giant dragons, their roar shook the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles. They either held divine axes, or carried huge bows on their backs, or wielded flame-long knives, or fought with bare fists.

  Lu Shao's vision was not very clear, as these images were all fragmented and not continuous. The intermittent images rushed into Lu Shao's mind, making him feel a wave of pain, his mind seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and waves of stinging pain came from within, Lu Shao couldn't help but let out a low, painful scream.

  In the sea of knowledge, the immortal died and the demon was destroyed. A scene of doomsday arrival was deeply imprinted on Lu Shao's soul, as if it had become a spiritual branding.

  The blue sky is falling, the earth is sinking. The immortal falls, the demon is destroyed.

  The enormous idea almost blew up Lu Shao's sea of consciousness!

  "What exactly happened in the ancient era!!!! Lu Shaoyou shouted in his heart at this time, why even the immortal fell!!!!"

  "Hum——" The brilliant light in the dantian suddenly shook, and that thought finally gradually stopped. After a breath of time, that vast will suddenly surged back, the will flowed back extremely fast, and it didn't take long before Lu Shaoyou lay in the cave like a dead dog, gasping for fresh air, even his black robe was completely soaked through.

  At that moment, Lu Shaoyou's Dao heart almost collapsed. If it weren't for the ball of light in his Dantian absorbing that thought, he would have died in the Small Dimensional Realm without even going to the Yanwu Tribe.

  Just think, even the true immortal he had been searching for so hard was dead. Wouldn't that mean his own faith would collapse? Fortunately, Huaguang woke him up in time; otherwise, he would have definitely been unable to move forward. After waiting for a while, Lu Shaoyou slowly calmed down. Immortals can't live forever either.

  Then, in this world, who can be immortal?

  A strong desire arose from Lu Shiyong's heart, "I want to live forever! I want to exist eternally!"

  Goodbye.

  Lu Shao Yu slowly sat up, continuing his cultivation. As soon as his divine sense sank into his dantian, Lu Shao Yu saw the thing inside his dantian. At this time, the brilliant light had gradually faded away, revealing a block that was like jade but not jade, like stone but not stone, similar to a tombstone.

  "What... what is this?!" Lu Shaoyou exclaimed in shock.

  Looking at this stone tablet, it seems very clear on the surface, but upon closer inspection, it is extremely blurry. A majestic and ethereal sound flows slowly from the tablet, cleansing one's mind and spirit. The tablet is empty and devoid of any words.

  Lu Shao-yu furrowed his brow. He had thought that there would be some of his own kung fu moves on the stone tablet, but unexpectedly he couldn't see anything at all.

  Lu Shao looked at the stone monument with disappointment, and it seemed to have some damage on it, but it still couldn't conceal its ancient elegance and nobility. Even if Lu Shao closed his eyes, he could still feel the gap that came from a deeper level of his soul.

  Is it really that there is no chance for myself? Is it true that this stone monument doesn't record any kung fu at all?

  Lu Shao Yu's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and the stone monument shook slightly. It seemed as if he saw a majestic and overbearing figure, but it was extremely vague.

  "It's a show!" Lu Shaoyou was overjoyed, hastily gathered his mind and fully activated the mysterious ancient scripture. His body was like a divine bell and drum, with countless mysterious lights pouring down like rain. Lu Shaoyou concentrated all his energy on his eyes, and two even more powerful lights shot out from them. As expected, the figure in front of him became clearer and clearer.

  Lu Shao Yu narrowed his eyes and carefully sized up the man in front of him.

  His face was handsome, with his eyes closed, sitting high on the dragon chair above the nine heavens. His black hair fell down casually, but Lu Shao had a kind of grandeur, as if at this moment, the nine heavens and ten earths had already sunk, and that figure remained motionless, as if it had traversed thousands of years. Although there was only this image, without leaving any sound, just this silent picture made Lu Shao almost kneel down to worship devoutly! This was an instinct from his soul!

  The handsome young man looked extremely youthful, with an appearance estimated to be only around sixteen years old. However, the aura he emitted was awe-inspiring, transcending the ages and covering all eternity. At this moment, it seemed as if even heaven and earth would lower their noble heads in submission at the youth's feet. It seemed that at this moment, the youth was the eternal and unchanging Great Way, rendering any heavenly laws or principles useless here.

  "Who... who is this?!" Lu Shaoyou only felt a suffocating aura, "Whose aura sweeps across the heavens and ten thousand realms?! Could it be an unparalleled strongman from the Primordial Era?"

  Even just closing one's eyes and meditating has an impact that shakes the past and dazzles the present, even if it spans thousands of years!