Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

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"A grand dream of antiquity, where Venerables place their pieces in a game of many players."

In that instant, Fang Yang’s eyes narrowed, a divine light swirling within their depths.

Without a doubt, he had been swept into a game played by multiple Saint Venerables.

It seemed, then, that the mysterious entity who had crossed the river of time to attack the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable was at least on the level of a Saint Venerable, if not stronger.

But when he recalled the relationship between the Golden Clan and the Ten Thousand Flames Hall in the real world, he was suddenly taken aback.

Among the various Daoist lineages of the Saint Venerables, the Golden Clan had always maintained good relations with the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.

Beyond that, the Golden Clan’s interactions with the other Saint Venerable lineages were merely average.

In fact, the Golden Clan and the Great Xuan Dynasty were mortal enemies, constantly at each other’s throats.

After all, the disappearances of Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady spoke volumes.

However, back in the ancient era, the Thunder Saint Venerable was the number one Saint Venerable, and the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable was number two.

Therefore, it was quite reasonable to think that the Golden Clan had ties to the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable and helped him overcome his crisis.

This was because in the ancient era, the power of the Demon Race was still not to be underestimated.

"The journey is long. Remain calm and steady. Adapt to the situation and turn it to your advantage."

As Fang Yang’s eyes opened and closed, it was as if the sun and moon were rising and setting within them, giving him the majestic air of a Saint Emperor.

And indeed, the journey from the Xuan Realm to the Cosmic Realm, where the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable resided, was incredibly long.

Even for a fully accomplished Great Saint, traveling from the Xuan Realm to the Cosmic Realm would be a daunting task.

One option was to head toward the Yellow Realm and enter the Cosmic Realm from there.

The other was to head toward the Zhou Realm before entering the Cosmic Realm.

These two routes were essentially the simplest paths available.

The divination slip said as much.

The moderately auspicious fortune slip not only required Fang Yang to depart via the Yellow Realm, but also stipulated that he "travel with a companion"—meaning he had to bring Yu Zither Immortal with him.

Only by doing so could he obtain a Tier Seven opportunity.

In truth, a Tier Seven opportunity was nothing special to the current Fang Yang.

What made it special, however, was that the opportunities contained within the divination were perfectly suited to the foundation of his personal Great Dao.

This convenience would greatly reduce the time he needed to search for various Sacred Materials.

The most obvious example had been during his tribulation to ascend to Sainthood.

His body was so close to seamless perfection that even the worldly will of the Xuan Realm could find no way to improve upon it.

At that moment, he examined the divination slip once more and came to a decision.

Fang Yang said, "We’ll set out through the Yellow Realm."

Yu Zither Immortal glanced to the side, seemingly surprised that Fang Yang had made a decision so quickly.

The Changkong Sky Bow trembled faintly, and specks of fiery light appeared in the void. "Very well," it said, "but you’ll need to make more preparations before you can blend into this era."

"Blend into this era... to meet the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable before he became a Saint?" Fang Yang stood tall, the sleeves of his Daoist robe fluttering, exuding a powerful, heroic aura.

It was said that he, Fang Yang, was a Young Venerable even more powerful than Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady.

If anyone wished to challenge him at the same cultivation realm, it would have to be a resurrected Saint Venerable.

And not just any Saint Venerable—it would have to be one of the top-tier ones, the kind who were guaranteed a spot in the top five and could contend for the top three!

Now, with the prospect of meeting the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable, even the calm lake of Fang Yang’s heart could not help but ripple with excitement.

Although the ripples in his heart quickly subsided, Fang Yang’s anticipation for the meeting grew ever stronger.

The Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable’s name was Emperor Wushuang.

It had to be admitted that Emperor Wushuang was a man of incredible legend.

From the moment of his birth, he was born into the "Emperor Clan" of the Cosmic Realm, his illustrious background drawing immense attention.

Legend has it that on that day, a true dragon and a Fire Lotus emerged from the walls of Chaos.

The two divine entities fought and clashed.

They fought until the Great Dao itself blurred, all to celebrate the birth of Emperor Wushuang.

Thus, Emperor Wushuang’s life was extraordinary from the very beginning.

From the start, he was qualified to walk the path of invincibility.

The heavens themselves had long since paved a grand path for him, destining him for greatness.

And he did not disappoint.

From the moment he stepped onto the path of cultivation, he, with his dual souls, experienced a meteoric rise, advancing with unstoppable momentum.

Defeating enemies of a higher cultivation level was a common occurrence for him.

He shattered one cultivation record after another, leaving all who witnessed it speechless.

The Red Flame Demon Country, founded by the Xiyue Demon Emperor, especially viewed him as a thorn in its side and would have stopped at nothing to eliminate him.

Yet, relying on his own strength, he continued to shatter every limitation.

Ultimately, he was the one who made the Emperor Clan truly legendary.

It could be said that among all the Saint Venerables, he was considered the supreme being closest to the realm of "Emperor."

However, his dual souls were both his greatest asset and his ultimate downfall.

In his later years, he went "mad."

He split into two and waged a continuous, great war against himself.

One was called the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable.

The other called itself the Primal Devil of Ten Thousand Souls.

’...So, which Emperor Wushuang will I be meeting?’

Fang Yang remained silent, but his interest was thoroughly piqued.

The mission given by the Changkong Sky Bow was for him to help Emperor Wushuang as much as possible. This meant intercepting the mysterious enemy in the Cosmic Realm, thereby assisting Emperor Wushuang so he could face his tribulation to "ascend to Sainthood" with ease.

However, if given the chance, Fang Yang wouldn’t mind a grand showdown with Emperor Wushuang.

Doing so would be of immense help in collecting various data to perfect his models.

’Information is also a precious resource!’

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"Blend into this era?"

Yu Zither Immortal blinked her beautiful eyes, looking at the Changkong Sky Bow with a hint of confusion.