Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

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The Cosmic Realm. The Ten Thousand Flames Hall.

On the day the Fire Qilin fell, Di Zhao and Feng Ning’Er failed to achieve their goal of stepping into the Young Venerable realm. However, they still managed to obtain a vast amount of providence from its body, opening up far more possibilities for their future.

But regardless, the Fire Qilin was, after all, the "sacrificial spirit" of the Ten Thousand Flames Hall. Countless disciples and elders depended on it.

They knew that once news of the Fire Qilin’s death got out, it would inevitably cause a tremendous uproar.

Even they would find it difficult to resist the resulting backlash.

Therefore, they decided to strike first. Joining forces, they launched a great purge within the Ten Thousand Flames Hall!

In an instant, a rain of blood and gore descended.

Their fearsome reputation spread throughout the Eight Domains, striking panic and terror wherever it was heard.

Even the Great Xuan Dynasty was affected by this trend, and the struggles between the Crown Prince, the Prince of Qin, and the Grand Princess grew ever more intense.

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"So, the original Primordial Ancestor of the Fire Qilin was just a red-brown horse."

Inside the Scripture Pavilion of the Immortal Forbidden Area, Feng Ning’Er clutched a forbidden scroll, her phoenix-like eyes gleaming.

A red-brown horse. A common steed, easily torn apart by an ordinary lion or tiger.

A red-brown horse capable of even setting foot on the path of cultivation would be one in ten thousand, to say nothing of one becoming a living "sacrificial spirit" that anchored a Taoist Venerable’s lineage.

Yet even such a creature, with its exceptionally weak foundation, was still nurtured into a Fire Qilin by the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable.

’I have to admit, the methods of these Venerables are truly unimaginable,’ she thought.

"When the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable rose to power, he received help from a certain mysterious entity, suspected to be from the Golden Crow lineage?!" On the other side, Di Zhao frowned deeply.

He stared at the forbidden scroll in his hand, a stunned expression on his face.

But as he recalled the Fire Qilin’s final premonition on the day it died, his heart sank.

’Could it be that the Fire Qilin and the Golden Crow truly share some deep connection?’

"Golden Crow? Fang Yang?!" A murderous glint flashed in Feng Ning’Er’s eyes.

Just a moment later, however, Feng Ning’Er’s spirit slumped.

They were here now to continue plotting how to reach the Young Venerable realm.

But after searching for so long, they still had nothing to show for it.

Fang Yang remained a divine mountain blocking their path, making them feel utterly powerless!

Di Zhao said, "The present is already set and difficult to change. If things continue like this, Fang Yang will very likely become the frontrunner of the Dream Dao Era. Even the so-called ’Dream Emperor’ will inevitably be suppressed by him!"

Feng Ning’Er sighed. "One step ahead, always ahead. Unless... we could travel to a specific point in the history of the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth, kill the Fire Qilin again, and then return."

In that instant, the two exchanged a look and fell silent.

Among the secrets of the Immortal Forbidden Area, there were indeed such records.

Certain Venerables would deliberately take action to sever the period of their own rise to power from the timeline and seal it away.

But such a method was absolutely beyond their reach.

Because they had already killed the Fire Qilin!

It seemed to have become an unsolvable paradox.

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The Desolate Realm.

A certain mysterious ruin received an uninvited guest.

Jiuzhe!

At this moment, Jiuzhe looked up and immediately saw all sorts of gigantic Divine Beasts.

A Cyan Dragon coiling in the heavens, a Xuanwu rampaging in the vast ocean...

Each Divine Beast was incomparably savage, exuding an aura that could destroy heaven and earth.

But strangely, massive, pitch-black roots were wrapped around their bodies, making them appear sealed by some mysterious power, unable to move a muscle.

"The World Tree Immortal Physique, the ’Immortal King Descends to the Nine Heavens’ phenomenon..." Jiuzhe continued to gaze up at the sky.

In the distance, he saw a Divine Tree that propped up the nine heavens above and suppressed the Nine Netherworlds below. It was like an incarnation of the Desolate Domain of Heaven and Earth, with countless rhymes of the Food Dao spreading, fluctuating, deep and mysterious.

No, this Divine Tree *was* the incarnation of the Desolate Domain of Heaven and Earth!

Suddenly, Jiuzhe’s gaze sharpened, and he stared intently at the Divine Tree.

He had discovered that the Divine Tree was no longer complete; a portion of its power had been lost.

"Cang Qiurou, Sen Di, Sen Hui, Fang Yang... Thunder Control, Changsheng, and also Heaven Devourer."

"Heh, every last one of you is starting to reclaim your pieces on the board in this Dream Dao Era, aren’t you?"

Jiuzhe’s gaze was profound.

And in the space of a single breath, the sky above the ruins changed abruptly.

Winds and clouds surged, frost drifted through the air, rain poured down in sheets, and thunder boomed...

All sorts of strange phenomena and tribulations began to appear one by one.

Then, the imprisoned Divine Beasts dissolved into streams of divine light and surged madly into Jiuzhe’s body.

Water Dao Rhyme, Fire Dao Rhyme, Food Dao Rhyme, Earth Dao Rhyme...

Like a dragon drinking the ocean dry, Jiuzhe frantically devoured the spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

At that moment, the proudest Divine Techniques of ten different Venerables manifested through him.

He even skillfully manifested the Daoist arts of top-tier major lineages like the White Tiger and the Golden Crow.

Early Tier Six, middle Tier Six, late Tier Six... Tier Eight Peak!

In just one hour, his power had reached an unimaginable zenith.

"Sub-Tao Venerable?!"

He gave a faint smile. "It’s time to return to the Celestial Domain and muddle the Celestial Destiny Mark."

’Since the Venerables are all starting to place and reclaim their pieces, I, the ’forerunner,’ can’t fall too far behind,’ he thought.

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The Xuan Domain.

Within the Changkong Clan, the Sen family’s residence.

"Xiaohui’s Spirit Body is too unusual. I asked Fu Sheng for help, and he searched all through the True Scriptures of the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, but it was no use," Mrs. Sen said helplessly.

A perfect-grade Spirit Body wasn’t a guarantee of entering the Young Great Sage Realm, but it was at least half a step through the door.

If she could, she would want to help Sen Hui’s Spirit Body evolve into a perfect grade.

Doing so would undoubtedly be of great benefit to Sen Hui’s future.