I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

In the underground cave.

Chen Sheng sneered as he heard Gu Youming reveal his identity:

"So it is — you are a time traveler too!"

"It truly is like recognizing a fellow townsman just to stab them in the back!"

Gu Youming heard this without the slightest reaction.

He only nodded slightly, his movements gentle without any trace of aggression, exuding an air of overlooking the world with indifference.

He parted his lips and spoke softly. His voice was not loud, but it reached Chen Sheng’s ears clearly:

"I wonder which supreme Great Power is orchestrating things behind the scenes."

"In this world, time travelers fall like grains of dust, coming one after another, endlessly. We are all just pieces on this board."

With that, he swept his gaze across the vast void, a faint distant look flickered in his eyes, as if reminiscing about countless peers buried here.

Those past time travelers, whether talented or merely surviving, all ended up as nourishment on his path.

His tone remained calm and unruffled, betraying neither joy nor sorrow, yet holding a boundless majesty.

"The reason Gu has reached today’s level of cultivation is also thanks to all those peers... laying down their bodies to pave the way for me to glimpse the gateway to the Great Dao."

The moment his words fell, Gu Youming suddenly bowed, his posture respectful yet without a hint of servility, his back remained straight, the indifference in his eyes never fading.

This bow, like a Divine Spirit gazing upon an offering from above, hiding murder within courtesy.

"Today, I must thank Daoist Xuanyang, for helping me progress one step further."

Gu Youming straightened up, his tone still placated.

"Daoist, why not leave your mundane name before crossing, Gu will remember it in my heart, and contemplate each time I prove the Dao in the future."

Upon hearing this, Chen Sheng’s face turned icy cold, fury welling up in his eyes, his voice sharp and chilling:

"So, you are determined to have me?"

Gu Youming let out a chuckle, a clear and resonant laugh like White Jade clashing, pleasing to the ear yet without violence, but full of detachment and indifference.

There was moreover an undeniable, unyielding dominance, as if all things in the world were under his control.

To him, Chen Sheng’s resistance was nothing but futile struggle.

He spoke with an even tone:

"Daoist and I bear no grudges, unrelated to vendetta, only for the pursuit of the Dao."

"I ask for your... understanding."

The last two words fell lightly but thundered loudly in the void, the world suddenly changed color!

The originally gray sky was instantly shrouded in thick blood color, the gale turned incomparably violent, howling continuously.

Gu Youming merely brushed his sleeve lightly, his movement casual and indifferent.

Above the sky, a ghastly beautiful blood moon hung in silent descent.

The moon disc glowed an eerie white, surrounded by a faint blood mist, exuding bone-chilling cold and a demonic aura.

Deep within the moon disc, twelve pairs of flawless white bat wings layered like divine lotuses ready to bloom, each wing was densely covered with silver markings.

Beneath the holiness lay bone-eroding strangeness, part-immortal, part-demon.

The two auras intertwined, forming a bizarre and terrifying pressure spreading across the whole world.

The bat wings fluttered slightly, and silently, an endless misty bloody rain drifted like thin veils, seeming like fog or smoke, slender as silk, pressing the world into complete silence.

There was no sound of wind, no sound of dust, everything was wholly devoured by the blood rain.

The void seemed to be pressed by an invisible huge hand, even the flow of time slowed within the blood rain.

Chen Sheng felt a terror pressing down from the depths of his Divine Soul, so heavy he couldn’t breathe.

An unprecedented mortal threat instantly gripped his heart!

"What a deeply hidden old ghoul!"

Chen Sheng’s mind thundered wildly, his brain buzzing.

Among the Blood Race, gold blood, purple blood, pure blood, each barrier, each breakthrough could multiply power nearly tenfold.

But with that old thing’s single move, he knew, from pure blood to source blood, it was a vast, almost exponential terrifying escalation, the power many-fold increased!

At times, multiple realms were established in between!

Chen Sheng dared not neglect, in a flash, the light within his sea of awareness surged, promptly connecting to the pre-arranged Warrior Altar.

Seals flew from his fingertips, imprint flickered, true energy within the Dantian surged wildly, erupting like a tsunami, then he made a furious attack with all his might.

"A thought becomes a talisman!"

Chen Sheng shouted, his voice echoed in all directions.

In the sea of his mind, innumerable Talisman Dao runes burst out like stars reversing, sweeping out, illuminating the whole dark firmament.

Two dazzling runes emerged amidst the sea of talismanic patterns.

Heaven’s Divine Fire Talisman!

Supreme Protection Talisman!

In the next moment, Red Gold flame light shot up into the sky, the thousand-zhang flame tail tore the firmament, like stars falling to earth, blazing flames burned the skies, the fiery light painting half the sky red.

Rolling heat waves swept all around, evaporating the bloody rain along the way.

Within the flames, was imbued the power of Heaven’s Divine Fire, with the might to purify all, and it smashed toward Gu Youming.

At the same time, golden mist swirled, halos of sacred protective light bloomed like lotus flowers, wrapping Chen Sheng firmly at the center.

External auspicious clouds and ethereal Dao Rhyme, runes flashed, majestic and inviolable.

Gu Youming watched this scene, no surprise or anger in his eyes, rather a faint appreciation, his tone sincere, yet more condescending, as if appraising an amusing trifle:

"Good talismanic magic, profoundly deep, infinitely wondrous."

"Daoist’s opportunities and fortunes, truly envied by others."

He spoke slowly, his tone carried a hint of reminiscence, yet lacking any jealousy.

"When Gu traversed here back then, only gained a Blood Bead, thirteen years of battles, and painstaking cultivation day and night, only then initiating True Strength Martial Arts, taking the first step in cultivation."

"Compared to Daoist, Gu’s opportunities back then are far inferior."

He shook his head, his tone gently shifting, suddenly cold as eternal ice:

"However—these two talismanic magics, I just took a look at."

Upon hearing this, Chen Sheng’s heart spirit trembled sharply, he suddenly raised his eyes to the firmament.

Suddenly, the ghastly blood moon hanging in the sky collapsed with a roar, fragments splattering and transforming into a skyful of blood mist, permeating the void.

At the core of the blood moon, twelve pairs of pure white bat wings unfurled completely, shrouding the entire sky in shadow, with boundless corpse mist surging and rolling, black as ink.

From deep within the fog, an ancient, decaying, withered body slowly emerged!

The body was emaciated and withered, the skin dark greenish-black, surrounded by dense death qi and corpse qi, yet interspersed with a faint trace of immortal rhyme, eerie to the extreme.

Sinking!

Cold!

Stiff!

Dead!

Four auras like an inferno, like a sea, erupted from the decaying body, layer upon layer, causing the heavens and earth to tremble slightly.

Chen Sheng’s pupils shrunk suddenly:

"Is this... your ancestral corpse?!"

Gu Youming glanced at him somewhat unexpectedly, a trace of appreciation flashing in his eyes:

"Your eyesight is impressive, fellow Daoist."

"To be precise, this was once Gu’s physical shell, long since discarded."

He spoke leisurely, his voice echoing through the void, resounding across heavens and earth, with a demeanor of sovereign arrogance.

"Gu seized the opportunities of you all, successively incorporating the Blood Race origin seed, Xiangxi Corpse Art, Vajrayana Dharma Aspect... blending myriad arts into one, creating a new race."

"Then absorbing the dynasty’s fate, seizing the creation of heaven and earth, stealing the will of heaven to cultivate oneself."

"Now, although not reaching the perfection of attainment, I have long since escaped the cage of predecessors, stepping onto a path uniquely my own."

After speaking, he raised his hand, brushing over his body, chanting aloud with a chilling rhyme:

"Seeking life in death, escaping the cage, exchanging a corpse to reach the Great Dao. The world sees my body decayed, not knowing I have ascended to Lingxiao."

"Abandon this flesh shell, exchange for my true constant; dissolving the flesh womb, become immortal—this is the Corpse Dissolving Immortal!"

The words ’Corpse Dissolving Immortal’ fell like a thunderous explosion!

From within the decaying body, a sudden beam of pure radiance escaped, pure and transparent like glazed, forming a lofty figure in the gathering and scattering.

The skin was lustrously white as jade, untarnished by dust, ethereal like an immortal, specks of crystalline feathers scattering from the body, soaring through the sky, dreamlike and illusory, sacred and aloof, like a Banished Immortal untouched by mortal affairs.

That face was indistinguishable from Gu Youming, yet more transcendent, more noble, closer to the Dao.

Even more terrifying was—

Amidst the flow of light and shadow, his entire body emanated mysterious runes, flashing and circulating incessantly, obviously bearing the embryonic form of the Heavenly God’s Fire Talisman and Supreme Protective Talisman!

Though not perfected, he had already glimpsed two parts of their mystery.

Meanwhile, the decaying body also slowly opened its eyes.

Two ghostly green death lights pierced through the void, merging with the Dao rhyme of talisman, turning into two sharp beams, blasting towards Chen Sheng.

The protective golden glow around Chen Sheng quivered violently.

The sound of halos shattering filled the air, cracks spreading across the golden glow, dimming the light, weakening the aura.

It wouldn’t be long before it completely shatters!

Chen Sheng felt ice-cold all over, as if falling into an ice cave, his hair standing on end, finally understanding the meaning of Gu Youming’s earlier words "I have long since seen through."

The other had seen through the core of his talismanic magic and used it to counteract his own magic!

Words from the ancient scripture of Talisman Dao flashed frantically through his mind:

"Gathering becomes form, scattering becomes qi, one thought of gathering and scattering, myriad transformations arise from the heart, with form but no substance... this is the Great Dao of Primordial Spirit!"

Corpse Dissolving Immortal!

Clearly had already stepped onto this path, perhaps not matching a true Primordial Spirit, yet possessing a few nuances.

Escape!

Must escape!

Stall for time!

This was Chen Sheng’s sole thought at the moment.

Indeed as countless heroes have crossed like crucian carp across the river.

Chen Sheng was always cautious, liked to conceal his brilliance, accustomed to mingling with those below.

Never did he imagine the person before him to be even better at ’enduring’!

The might of the Blood Race’s ancestor had long surpassed the Pure Blood Great Monarch, the power grotesquely extreme, yet this was merely the tip of the iceberg!

Unbelievably able to go one further, feigning death to escape, achieving the Corpse Dissolving Immortal.

Moreover, leveraging the mystery of Corpse Dissolving Immortal, seeing through and almost unraveling in a moment his bottom-line talismanic magic!

How could he fight this?

No power to counterattack at all!

"Warriors, aid me!"

Chen Sheng cried out inwardly, hoarse.

Deep in the sea of consciousness, two ancient altars emerged with a roar, emitting an ancient and majestic aura.

One was the Protector Warrior Altar, the other the Golden Wu Warrior Altar.

With a thought, the altar boomed, shaking the entire sea of consciousness, two beams of golden light shot into the sky, bursting from the sea of consciousness, forming two colossal altars, suspended around Chen Sheng.

On top of the altar, runes flickered, Dao rhyme flowed, a series of warrior shadows squirmed and condensed within the altar, breaking out, traversing the void with overwhelming momentum.

"Move me! Carry me!"

Chen Sheng’s heart and spirit tightened, communicating with all the warrior shadows.

One by one, warrior shadows suddenly turned into myriad golden lights, enveloping his entire being, shifting through the void and fleeing.

Gu Youming hadn’t expected Chen Sheng to have this trick, he didn’t panic in the slightest, chuckling gently:

"Fellow Daoist, you cannot escape."

Before the words had fallen, he lightly pointed.

Then, the pure radiance swirling around the Corpse Dissolving Immortal dispersed, falling into the ancient compass, the compass needle spinning rapidly, buzzing.

Gu Youming waved his hand, that decaying ancestral corpse instantly turning into a green-black silhouette, breaking through the Great Void, pursuing Chen Sheng.