Chapter 1272 - Samsara
He recognized that whoever forged the Samsara Blade must have comprehended the Great Samsara Mythical Art. If he could grasp its essence, he could enter samsara to revive friends and family, even after death.
Among the three thousand immortal arts in the celestial realm, samsara ranked at the very top, second only to fate. Yet fate existed only in legend; no one had witnessed it. In the absence of fate, samsara stood as the strongest.
However, destiny had already arisen within Liu Wuxie's soul sea—a form of fate. Attempting to comprehend the Great Fate Mythical Art would be no different from climbing the sky.
He exerted force with the Dragon-Grasping Hand and crushed the two divinekin. The energy in their corpses flowed into his body and formed two Divine Fruits on the Ancestral Tree.
Liu Wuxie refined the two Divine Fruits without hesitation, knowing the upcoming battles would only become more intense. More divinekin might even hunt him down.
He had to raise his cultivation by any means and, ideally, reach the fifth level of the Origin Conversion Realm. With the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art, he would be able to kill opponents at the sixth level of the Primal Origin Realm.
A terrifying surge of divine force erupted within him, pouring toward the depths of the desolate world and pushing his cultivation closer to the fifth level of the Origin Conversion Realm. Watching from outside as Liu Wuxie slew the five divinekin, Elder Long finally let out a long breath of relief.
"Now, for me—extract the samsara power. Whether I can comprehend the Great Samsara Mythical Art doesn't matter; there are no downsides," Liu Wuxie murmured. He believed that, with his ability, he would grasp the Great Samsara Mythical Art sooner or later.
Even in his past life as an Immortal Emperor, he hadn't mastered many immortal arts. Across the Fleeting Cloud Celestial Realm, few had ever grasped the five-element, samsara, or curse immortal arts.
When the samsara power entered the desolate world, a strange scene unfolded: a bizarre passage appeared and stretched toward an unknown destination.
"This is the samsara passage?" Liu Wuxie wondered. Legends claimed the far end of the passage was where souls went after death. To revive the dead, one had to enter the samsara world and bring them back to the living.
It seemed the Ancestral Tree's unease had come from that hint of samsara power. He stripped the samsara power from the blade, its quality plummeted, and he reduced it to an ordinary scimitar.