Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

He saw the trembling of the body, about to give in, when Shen Wenxing’s voice sounded in his ear.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhan seemed to have an epiphany, the Qi Blood Power just released on his body slowly retracted, and under the pressure of the huge stone, he began to attempt to find the "Secret Collection" his master mentioned.

Gradually, it seemed he forgot about the huge stone he was holding, his awareness sinking into a mystical state.

In this state, it was as if he could feel the breathing and pulsing of each cell within his body.

Just as he was about to be captivated by this strange sensation and couldn’t free himself, a mass of Extremely Yin and Cold Yin Qi suddenly emerged in his Sea of Consciousness!

The next moment, Xu Zhan’s eyes once again beheld a black-gray giant city!

This time, the giant city seemed clearer.

Xu Zhan vaguely saw shadowy figures moving around in the giant city, a mighty river slowly coursing around the city...

Huh?

Not far from the cliff, Shen Wenxing stood with hands behind his back, content with his apprentice’s good intuition, having found a way to uncover his own Secret Collection with just a few hints.

Suddenly, he noticed a slight change in Xu Zhan’s aura.

An uncanny aura of Extremely Yin and Cold emanated from his body, giving a deeply uncomfortable feeling.

"Xu Zhan?"

With furrowed brow, pondering briefly, Shen Wenxing immediately spoke.

But Xu Zhan did not respond.

The aura of Extremely Yin and Cold within his body grew even stronger, and the surrounding air temperature noticeably dropped.

Realizing something was not right, Shen Wenxing instantly flashed forward, punching the huge stone Xu Zhan held above his head, shattering it!

Many fragments scattered, and before hitting the ground, they were suddenly covered in a thin layer of frost!

As the giant stone shattered, the air temperature dropped further, with water pearls slowly forming and appearing on the surface of plants and rocks, revealing a pale chill.

Shen Wenxing watched everything before him with a heavy face, hesitated for a long while, then slowly stepped forward, intending to awaken Xu Zhan.

"Uncle, be careful!"

Just then, a stream of light from the manor below the mountain flew over.

Before anyone arrived, the voice had reached his ears.

He halted, seeing Shen Li, dressed in a long white gown, arriving via Wind Manipulation, landing before him, and gazing at Xu Zhan with eyes like deep pools.

"Li’Er, what’s happening to him?"

Shen Wenxing asked in a deep voice.

The bizarre changes happening with Xu Zhan were beyond his understanding.

Shen Li slowly withdrew her gaze, slightly shook her head, and said, "Li’Er doesn’t know, but it seems his Divine Spirit has undergone some transformation, with a power awakening within."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wenxing’s expression turned grave.

As the two remained silent, two more figures flew up from the manor below.

They were Shen Chongming and Shen Yuan.

Seeing the pair, Shen Wenxing hurried forward, slightly bowed to Shen Yuan, saying, "Father."

Shen Yuan nodded, his gaze observing Xu Zhan, surrounded by Yin Qi.

"What’s happening to this little fellow?"

Shen Wenxing shook his head, saying, "I was instructing him about a method to uncover his own Secret Collection through Body Cultivation, and suddenly his aura changed."

"Father, do you think his current condition might be related to something at the bottom of the Laishui River?"

Shen Yuan did not speak, his gaze swept deeply over Xu Zhan, then he slowly approached.

"Grandfather, be careful. Li’Er can feel there’s a terrifying power within him."

Shen Li warned.

Shen Yuan nodded slightly, then slowly raised his hand.

In his palm appeared a mysterious Power of Great Derivation, gently touching Xu Zhan’s body.

Boom!

In an instant, Shen Yuan suddenly found part of his Divine Sense drawn into the stream of time!

Light and shadow shifted around them, formidable figures stood on both banks of the time stream, their world-overlooking aura, even fleetingly passing by, was enough to make one’s heart tremble!

In those surreal light and shadows, his Divine Sense seemed to glimpse the former Yangnao Land.

Immortal Palaces towered, the earth vast.

Countless figures emanating strong auras either manipulated the wind, tread on magical artifacts, or rode terrifying flying beasts, roaming the skies.

As the time stream continued reversing, glancing quickly, he seemed to see a silhouette with his back to him, sitting cross-legged above the Nine Heavens, casting large swathes of trend patterns and glowing streams with every motion.

Those trend patterns and streams swiftly integrated into the mountains, rivers, deserts, and wastelands below.

His Divine Sense sought to control the time stream to stop and observe that person’s true form.

Yet, the swiftly reversing time stream was beyond his control, and he could only watch that figure rapidly retreat, eventually disappearing completely.

Once more the images in the light and shadow shifted rapidly, as if the Yangnao Land had endured prolonged desolation and decay.

Ultimately, his Divine Sense seemed to burst into a new era within the flowing time stream.

Everything in the surrounding light and shadow appeared unfamiliar, emitting an even older, grander aura.

Suddenly turning his gaze around, Shen Yuan unexpectedly met a terrifying stare!

It was an elder sitting by the bank of an unknown great river, fishing.

The elder emitted no aura at all, yet seemed to sense the presence of his Divine Sense, slowly lifting his head, and in that instant, two pupils gazed directly at Shen Yuan’s true form, as if transcending endless time and space.

"Strange, just a weak ant..."

The elder’s intermittent voice came as Shen Yuan’s Divine Sense was already being swept away by the time stream rushing ahead.