Chapter 1303: Chapter 1303: Daoist Manzhi

On North Pole Mountain, there was once a high platform made of divine stone, known as the Victorious Sky Platform.

Since ancient times, the Victorious Sky Platform has existed as a holy land for chess masters.

However, when the Ziwei Demon Lord attacked, the Victorious Sky Platform, for some unknown reason, transformed into a stone golem, awakening in the endless black moonlight, blocking the Ziwei Demon Lord’s path.

[Following the vow of the festival, the stone warrior seizes victory, awakening upon command, guarding the remnants of the Northern Barbarians.]

At that time, the Ziwei Demon Lord had already defeated the Northern Barbarian God Hongling and was about to sever the earth vein of North Pole Mountain, intending to uproot the mountain completely. Seeing the Victorious Sky Platform transform into a stone warrior to attack him, Ziwei was not remotely surprised, as if he had long foreseen this event.

"The Dao Changgong of old stole the five puppets of the Immortal Ancestor, this being one of them; however, the wear and tear are too severe, rendering the puppet body useless, with only the core residual spirit barely usable."

Then he shattered everything of the golem.

...

During the millennium of the Immeasurable Blade Soldiers, a monkey silently searched for the fragments of the divine stone of the Victorious Sky Platform, attempting to restore it.

This monkey was named Six Ears, a demon pet of the thirty-eighth generation Northern Barbarian God, and he followed his master, surviving until the era of the forty-second generation Barbarian God.

Five lifetimes, five incarnations of following; his master’s blossoms bloomed and withered; yet he, to this day, remains a lowly master with slow growth.

Without Ning Fan’s arrival, this monkey would similarly have been captured by the Ziwei Demon Lord and, after countless years, refined into a magical treasure known as Duowen Wushuang.

"It’s fortunate to have Senior Nifan, otherwise those nightmares would come true... I don’t want to see my master die before me, nor to be refined into a magical treasure by enemies for their use, the despair and pain from the dreams, I absolutely do not want to experience..."

Since birth, the monkey had been having strange dreams.

He dreamed of an supreme presence with an indistinct face, lecturing to the myriad spirits, among which he was one.

He dreamed of competing for the Dao with a certain stone monkey that had the posture of the Fourth Step, eventually embroiled in the Immeasurable Catastrophe.

He dreamed of following behind his master, training swordsmanship day after day—although, in reality, his master was not proficient in swords at all. He followed his master searching everywhere for something, yet could never find it.

He had also dreamt of being refined into a magical treasure, driven by enemies, eternally losing his master, unable to seek life, unable to seek death...

Especially after the arrival of the Northern Barbarian Vastness, the frequency of nightmares increased, though luckily those were just dreams, not reality, which greatly relieved Six Ears.

"Senior guarded the Northern Barbarians, also protecting my master. My Daoist capabilities are low, unable to fight alongside the senior, but if I can reconstruct the Victorious Sky Platform and repair that gigantic stone warrior, perhaps I can help the senior."

Although the stone warrior was defeated by Ziwei, its combat power, akin to a great favor, had once left Six Ears in unspeakable awe.

With an attitude of doing his best, Six Ears began his work to restore the Victorious Sky Platform.

Collecting the scattered stone fragments from the wilderness and ruins was no easy task. Fortunately, he was rooted as a Six-Eared Macaque, naturally adept at listening to sounds, deducing logic, understanding past and future, and comprehending all things.

Thus, the Searching Spirit Technique, which few others could master, Six Ears naturally grasped, self-taught. Though he couldn’t fight, he was very skilled at finding things, being extremely proficient at infinite changes as well.

The Searching Spirit Technique, renowned for being able to search for anything under heaven.

Low-level Searching Spirit Technique can search the reincarnation above one desolate.

Intermediate-level Searching Spirit Technique can search the reincarnation above four desolates.

And the highest level of the Searching Spirit Technique is said to search the dimensions of the eight desolates beyond the Dust Shore and the Other Shore...

There are eight desolates in the world, defining dimensions.

One desolate as a line, searching the small thousands.

Two desolates as a plane, searching the middle thousands.

Three desolates as a body, searching the great thousands.

Four desolates as time, searching the timeline of a reincarnation epoch of a plane.

Five desolates as a river, searching parallel reincarnations.

Six desolates as a sea, searching eternal, chaotic reincarnation epochs.

Seven desolates as vastness, searching the fourth ring of the heavenly way beyond the vast multiverse.

Eight desolates as dust, searching the Dust Shore, the Other Shore.

The Searching Spirit Technique is exceedingly difficult to practice, even Ancestor Taoist Hong Jun only practiced to the level of the sixth desolate—why does Six Ears know such a grand secret? The great mysteries he had dreamed of were too numerous...

For weak Six Ears, knowing too much clearly isn’t a good thing.

Six Ears was born with the Searching Spirit Technique, his inherent talent surpassing even some Saints; but knowing too many taboos, the price was extraordinarily slow progress in cultivation and growth, hardly ever reaching the pinnacle of the immortal’s path.

The Searching Spirit Technique being too difficult to learn, there were those who cut corners, using magical treasures as vessels for the technique to lower the difficulty, thus creating the Treasure-searching Compass.

In the Zidou Illusion Realm, the South Heaven Ancestral Emperor once refined a treasure-searching compass of the three desolate level, and was thereby also known as the Three Wasteland Elder.

The Chongming Phoenix Emperor imitated the approach of the Three Wasteland Elder to likewise refine a treasure-searching compass, though only of the two desolate level, and eventually gave this compass to Ning Fan.

The low-level Searching Spirit Technique of Six Ears was evidently more than adequate to find the fragmented divine stones.

Whether those stones had fallen into the abyssal cracks, or shot deep into the yellow earth of ten thousand fathoms, he could find each and every one.

The divine stones were very heavy, with a density five times that of the Reversed Dust Sea water, a small stone could weigh as much as hundreds of mountains. With Six Ears’ level of cultivation and strength, he could not carry too many stone fragments at once. When he felt overwhelmed, he would ride the Somersault Cloud—a skill he had self-taught—to transport the stones back to the Victorious Sky Platform.

Once a substantial number of stones had been collected, he pieced them together like a puzzle.

Puzzling together the stones was the simplest phase—though this was merely Six Ears’ personal view, in fact, most of the time he was randomly piecing them together without any method.

The enormous stone warrior, shattered into more than millions of pieces, with many parts completely blasted into dust, making recovery impossible. The components could not all be found, and lacking a manual, it was inherently impossible for Six Ears to assemble and restore the Victorious Sky Platform.

Yet Six Ears was unwilling to easily give up; apart from watching over the cauldron’s fire for Nanke the Old Immortal, serving decoctions for his master, and necessary rest, all his remaining time was devoted to reconstructing the Victorious Sky Platform, working tirelessly through night and day.

Some survivors saw the monkey so persistent in an impossible task, and were either speechless, dissuasive, mocking, emotional, sighing, or indifferent...

In the end, Fan City was built, and the monkey continued to repair the Victorious Sky Platform.

Again and again, the enemies of war were repelled by Ning Fan, yet the monkey continued to repair the Victorious Sky Platform.

Many people almost forgot that the Northern Barbarians once had a Victorious Sky Platform, yet the monkey continued to repair it.

When a fool has persisted in a foolish task for five hundred years, it becomes difficult to simply define it as clever or foolish.

Many people were moved by the monkey’s spirit and voluntarily joined the repair team, even if they did not truly believe the Victorious Sky Platform could be restored.

In the eyes of many, the monkey was clever: this monkey, with low cultivations, could use many divine skills that even Immortal Emperors found difficult to master.

The monkey was also foolish: this monkey believed that with enough effort, he could achieve his desires, but some things are destined to be impossible from the start. Just like the Victorious Sky Platform, which had no possibility of being restored. The core was taken, parts were missing, and rebuilding it was akin to fishing for the moon in water; the outcome was destined to be nothing.

But so what?

At least the monkey did not kneel down and wait for death, right?

Some people would rather struggle foolishly than soberly succumb. Even if the outcome is the same, even if there are still regrets in death, they could be without shame.

Under everyone’s efforts, in the sixth hundredth year of the monkey’s repairing of the Victorious Sky Platform, the high platform was finally successfully rebuilt!

But it was only a reconstruction, unrelated to what is called restoration...

Not only did its appearance change completely, but it also couldn’t transform into a puppet, yet it still caught Ning Fan’s attention.

"In terms of puppet craftsmanship, the repair methods of the Victorious Sky Platform are no more than a child’s play, yet the obsession contained within this platform is enough to move me."

"I once played chess with the Xuanji God General on the Victorious Sky Platform. Back then, the platform gave me the feeling that a peerless strong man wanted to go against the heavens, to gain a half-step advantage over the heavens; this was a reversal of the Immortal Dao. The current Victorious Sky Platform, however, reveals the obsession of a fool, the wish of mortal bones, and even the cries and rebellion of the weak against destiny; this is a reversal of the Human Dao..."

"My spirit sense is already complete. Let alone becoming an Emperor, becoming a Saint should be just enough, yet facing this platform, my spirit sense still can be slightly touched, gradually progressing... I was even inspired by a flash of insight in my mind, like a butterfly with two wings, one wing Immortal, the other mortal. Though the frequencies of their flapping differ, they can fly equally and even transform into each other... If I could manifest this insight into a divine skill, I might create a new technique. However, with my current perception at the Third Realm of Tianren, I find it difficult to truly incarnate this insight. The thing I’m sensing seems to be of a high tier..."

In the sixth hundredth year of the monkey rebuilding the Victorious Sky Platform, Ning Fan was interested in this high platform for the first time, frequently coming here to gain insights and cultivate, trying to complete the insight in his heart, but it was hard to achieve success.

Yet his arrival still granted the Victorious Sky Platform new meaning, exciting countless barbarians: "Lord Nifan really likes the Victorious Sky Platform, our efforts have not been in vain! In that case, merely rebuilding a Victorious Sky Platform is far from enough; we should also build up the surrounding market to provide Lord Nifan with leisure!"

Thus, the area around the Victorious Sky Platform began to be filled with bustling markets, lively and prosperous, rivaling the Barbarian God Temple.

Only the monkey kept to his original intention, still rebuilding the Victorious Sky Platform year after year.

The monkey was puzzled and confused!

Clearly, the high platform had been rebuilt; why were there thousands of fragments and god-stone pieces scattered in the wilderness!

Why were there so many extra parts!

Could it be that something went wrong?

This is impossible! How could this be possible!

The monkey was anguished and obsessed! He couldn’t find where the mistake was— in reality, he had never put anything together correctly.

But the monkey’s heart refused to admit defeat! The only thing he could do was, every time he found a new fragment, find a way to integrate it into the overall structure of the Victorious Sky Platform!

Thus, where there were originally no four guardian beasts, ten Netherworld Elephants were assembled by the monkey.

Where there were no banisters carved with dragons chasing pearls, the Candle Dragon and the Moon Dragon were fitted.

Where there was no stone turtle bearing a stele, the monkey created a scene of turtle and snake vying for the stele.

At the central plaza of the Victorious Sky Platform, where there was no standing figure, the monkey erected a statue of a Barbarian God wielding a sword, and a white ape learning swordplay, the inspiration drawn from a fragment of a dream.

Yet in reality, his master never wielded a sword; it was just a picture conjured by his imagination...

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Everything was wrong! Everything was off! This wasn’t the true appearance of the Victorious Sky Platform!

In the eighth hundredth year of reconstructing the Victorious Sky Platform, the monkey knelt on the ground in unwillingness, tears flowing down his face.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, appreciated the monkey’s artistic talent. Leaving the other statues aside, just mentioning the statue of the Northern Barbarian God... it’s so well made that he couldn’t move his gaze away.

However, for some reason, as soon as this statue took form, Ning Fan sensed a hint of danger from within the Victorious Sky Platform... As he stared at the Northern Barbarian God statue, he became even more entranced.

The monkey didn’t comprehend Ning Fan’s deep meaning.

The monkey noticed that Senior Nifan was deeply captivated by his creation, and a surge of passion rekindled in his heart!

Though I have assembled incorrectly and can’t transform into a puppet, at least... Lord Nifan likes my artistic style?

Then should I continue this wrong path... onward?

Thus, the story of the foolish monkey seeking stones continued to unfold.

From this moment on, Ning Fan no longer sought to comprehend the obsessions of the beings beneath the high platform.

Instead, he often stood there staring at the statue of the Northern Barbarian God, and after staring, he would slowly close his eyes.

Onlookers didn’t know what Ning Fan was doing, thinking he was still as before, comprehending the Dao and cultivating in that place.

People dared not disturb Ning Fan’s cultivation, only dared to watch from afar: some with profound eyesight vaguely sensed that after Ning Fan closed his eyes, there was a sense of time and space dislocation on his body, but they also thought it was just an illusion.

They didn’t know that as the monkey continued to build the Victorious Sky Platform more absurdly, the calamity of war since the eighth hundredth year became without martial ethics!

At this time, the calamity of war not only involved direct attacks on the battlefield but also hid another group of enemies in the shadows of the unknown, attacking the temporal and spatial reincarnation of the Northern Barbarians, using the completion of the Victorious Sky Platform!

So much so that when Ning Fan came to the Victorious Sky Platform again, he no longer had the leisure for Dao comprehension and cultivation, but rather needed to use the Victorious Sky Platform as a medium to eliminate all the enemies hidden in the world’s reflection!

The more techniques used against Ning Fan, the more enemies come to understand that as long as they are under the rules of the Tribulation of Measure, killing Ning Fan head-on is extremely difficult—a nemesis of the Immeasurable Catastrophe! Though in the eyes of the Reverse Saint, Ning Fan’s current strength might seem insignificant, it is nearly unrivaled in the realm of the Second Step, practically becoming the bane of the Immeasurable Catastrophe!

Those with Ill-Intention secretly used the Victory Sky Platform, painstakingly rebuilt by the monkey, to construct the Crimson Penetration Passage between the Victory Sky Platform and the Immeasurable Ruin, intending to attack Beiman Reincarnation from the world’s reverse side. This would accelerate the sinking rate of Beiman Vastness, causing the Northern Barbarians Kingdom to once again sink into the bottom layers of the Immeasurable Ruin, unable to rise...

Unless one has diligently studied the Immeasurable Catastrophe, it’s likely that even the literal meaning would be incomprehensible, let alone detecting the dangers on the reverse side of the world. According to intelligence Ning Fan later obtained, the mastermind behind this plan is an Initial Saint named [Daoist Manzhi].

Perhaps the monkey’s inadvertent good intention to repair the Victory Sky Platform was precisely this person’s intentional guidance.

By the time Ning Fan noticed that there was an issue with the Victory Sky Platform, the enemy’s plan had already reached fruition, and it was too late. From then on, not only did Ning Fan have to deal with the blade and soldier siege on the frontal battlefield, but he also had to frequently shift through the Crimson Penetration Passage of the Victory Sky Platform to battle within the Immeasurable Ruin, making the situation highly passive...

Yet Ning Fan did not blame the monkey.

Without the monkey’s rebuilding of the Victory Sky Platform, there would have been cats or dogs manipulated into completing a similar task... The fault lies not with the monkey, but with those sinister individuals.

There is no need to show mercy to the enemy, but it’s essential to discern who the real enemy is.

Thus the nine hundredth year passed, arriving at the one-thousandth year.

Ning Fan consumed Niyue Wine, faintly feeling the seventh possibility of the world...

But what needs to be done will not change because of this.

Before the final battle, Ning Fan once again came to the Victory Sky Platform, once again meeting the gaze of the Northern Barbarian God’s statue.

When a flash of crimson slashed across the Northern Barbarian God’s eyes, Ning Fan knew that the enemy was stirring winds and clouds on the reverse side of the world again, truly giving no rest.

Ten days later, on the frontal battlefield, the Immeasurable Catastrophe would launch the final attack on the Northern Barbarians Kingdom.

Meanwhile, on the reverse side of the world, amid endless shadows and ashes, Daoist Manzhi’s trap had already been set, waiting for Ning Fan to come and contend!

"Facing Manzhi’s attack again..." Ning Fan slightly frowned.

This is a Ten Epoch Initial Saint, clearly powerful in cultivation, yet never engaging Ning Fan head-on, preferring to hide in the shadows and exert stratagems.

Since noticing Manzhi’s layout, Ning Fan had clashed with his configurations dozens of times, yet never met Manzhi face-to-face.

Dozens of confrontations had cost Ning Fan quite a bit, yet Manzhi hadn’t gained much advantage either.

At least Manzhi’s aim to directly sink the Northern Barbarians Kingdom hadn’t been achieved; and his multiple attempts to ambush Ning Fan always fell short.

Ning Fan’s counterattacks were much more direct, confronting the opponents head-on.

The opponent wished to submerge the Northern Barbarians Kingdom deeper, so Ning Fan blasted open the grey rock layer of the Immeasurable Ruin, unleashing the immeasurable surplus fire within and, using causal calculations, directly igniting Daoist Manzhi’s realm, causing its mountains and seas to blaze magnificently...

The opponent sent men through the Crimson Penetration Passage to ambush Ning Fan, so Ning Fan also ambushed all of Daoist Manzhi’s subordinates in return, justifying it as reciprocation...

The opponent intended to collide various Dust Reincarnations into Beiman Reincarnation, causing internal strife among the cycles of reincarnation; in response, Ning Fan successively incited several Dust Reincarnations to form an uprising against the Immeasurable Dust Reincarnation, eventually achieving great military achievements and, with the support of many, being elected as the leader...

"The Blade and Soldier Disaster is about to end, this is Daoist Manzhi’s last chance for retribution, this time, he might appear in person, it must not be underestimated..." Ning Fan silently pondered.

"It seems this time, you will rely on this palace’s power again, truly troublesome! But oh well, thanks to your ’light,’ my power has been significantly restored, helping you one more time is no big deal." The Ant Lord said disdainfully.

"You’ve already aided me thrice. Once during the battle against Guizhong the Great Emperor, once when the Psychic Sacred Corpse reverse summoned us into its Spirit Extinguishing Void, and another when we suppressed Nightmare Dragon Ying Xuan with Wuzhiqi... After aiding me thrice, you faced danger each time, so unless necessary, refrain from acting this time. Daoist Manzhi harbors countless sinister plans, I cannot fathom his intentions. If you act, he may target you as a breakthrough point, using numerous deceitful schemes against you. Unlike me with my vitality and immortality, you’re susceptible to external manipulations."

"Hey! What kind of tone is that! I am a dignified Saint, yet you speak of me like a burden!" The Ant Lord was displeased!

She wished to help Ning Fan, yet he criticized her for being weak?

Is she afraid of Manzhi? Hum, Manzhi is merely a Ten Epoch Saint, which is comparable to her prime! Though... admittedly now she is a residual soul, perhaps weaker by a few... by nine points compared to her prime, but still capable of manifesting Saint-level power temporarily, not easily harmed by Manzhi’s schemes, surely?

Little Ning Fan, from whence comes your gall to underestimate a Saint!

Just say you don’t need help, this palace isn’t obliged to assist you!

Ning Fan: "Daoist Yiqing misunderstood, how can you be a burden? In my heart, you’re the most crucial trump card, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Manzhi."

Ant Lord: "Lies! You truly believe this palace is so powerful? Capable of delivering a fatal blow to Manzhi with merely a residual soul? Your mind is as deep as the sea, although this palace is connected to your Heart Spirit, I frequently cannot perceive your true thoughts, who knows what you truly think, or you might merely be speaking sweet words to deceive me... Wait! Who allowed you to call this palace Yiqing! Also, who is your ’most crucial trump card’!"

Ning Fan: "Aren’t you the Saint Yiqing? What’s wrong with addressing you as Yiqing? Hmm? Yiqing."

Ant Lord: "Still saying it, are you! Hmph, fine! Whether you or Manzhi perish, this palace will not assist one bit! Don’t come crying later!"

Ning Fan: "Fear not, Daoist Manzhi may not reveal himself; with such a significant causal impact involved, the more astute the individual, the less likely they’d choose to meet their objective via the riskiest approach. I’m merely accounting for his involvement to not overlook the worst-case scenario, but the likelihood of this truly occurring is slim. This time, Manzhi will likely hide in the shadows again, contriving for others to perish on his behalf..."

Ant Lord: "Never underestimate a Saint! If the benefits are adequate, there’s no absolute impossibility in the world!"

Ning Fan: "Thank you for the warning, though only possessing a Ten Epoch cultivation, he allocates all his attribute points into deceitful schemes, I dare not belittle him."

Ant Lord: "What do you mean ’only’ Ten Epoch cultivation! You dare to look down on a Ten Epoch Saint! How hateful!"

Hehe...

It’s the sound of a chuckle!

Someone inside is chuckling uncontrollably, not even concealing it, are they!

The Ant Lord’s Saint Spirit Sense was being agitated by Ning Fan, swaying from side to side, fluctuating unsteadily.

A Saint generally does not easily grow angry, but the Ant Lord, as a residual soul with an incomplete Spirit Sense, was consistently provoked and teased by Ning Fan, his words always precisely hitting her weak points.

The Ant Lord was very certain that Ning Fan’s provoking words were uttered intentionally! This bastard just wants to see me explode with rage, only to smooth my feathers afterward, as if taming a small animal, treating this palace like some kind of pet!

How infuriating!

This dignified palace, not like your Jiuli, Crimson Panther, or Ash Residue!

Speaking of which, ever since this lad opened the Third Gate of Tianren, everything has been awry. At times, his gentleness raises goosebumps, while other times, his teasing infuriates her, easily breaking through her Spirit Sense defenses... Even clay figures have three parts of fury, and a Buddha only tolerates thrice! But this palace, has endured a thousand years in this Northern Barbarian Vastness! It’s simply unbearable!

Really want to punch him once! If not, even a pinch would suffice!

"Stop overthinking, sister Yiqing. Please gather your stray thoughts and don’t disturb me. I need to wander through the infinite and connect my consciousness to the Immeasurable Ruin..."

Who are you calling sister!

At least... at least you should call me elder sister, right?

Can’t you tell who’s older!

Tsk...

Even though she was certain that Ning Fan was deliberately provoking her, Ant Lord obediently closed her mouth and stopped arguing.

Connecting with the Immeasurable Ruin is no trivial matter. Any slight error could cause the consciousness to depart from the Crimson Penetration Passage, and if you’re not careful, you’ll fall from the dust layer of the Immeasurable Ruin into the gray rock layer, or even further below, into the magma layer.

The big picture is important. Even if Ning Fan deliberately provokes her occasionally, she has to endure it...

Otherwise, if Ning Fan accidentally falls into the Immeasurable Magma, she herself would end up being burnt to ashes with him. After all, the two are inseparably linked...

"Someday, I will think of a way to break off our symbiotic state, and then I’ll beat you up..." Even though she agreed to stay silent, the Ant Lord murmured resentfully.

Her voice was very soft, afraid of disturbing Ning Fan.

Yet, Ning Fan, who was focused on connecting to the Immeasurable Ruin, responded.

"As you wish. When the time comes, I will sever the symbiosis and return your freedom. Then, you can challenge me with a few moves and see who’s stronger. Now, I shouldn’t be easily defeated by your Cold Eyes Freeze Heaven." In recent years, while researching the Barbarian God Blessing Technique, Ning Fan has discovered several methods to forcibly sever the symbiosis with Ant Lord, though the inexplicable hides this fact from her.

"It’s a deal! When the time comes, I’ll definitely beat you until you’re searching the ground for your teeth!" Ant Lord replied casually, but she didn’t believe Ning Fan truly had a way to sever the symbiosis, nor did she believe he would willingly separate her from his divine sense, giving up such a saintly assistance.

But Ning Fan was serious.

If the day came when he had to tread the path of destruction, he couldn’t bring Ant Lord along with him to die.

Nifan is the lie he leaves to the world, beneath the lie is the true words.

So,

Across the heavens above and the netherworld below, you are everywhere.

I’ve searched through all the flowers in the mortal world, each one is you.

In this life, we meet again, to solve the confusion of this lifetime in the next, moving through countless lives.

But I cannot allow any flower to wither with me.

Nifan has not found the flower he desires, he just has to carry out a lie to the end...

"Ancient Moment Divine Words, Red!"

Before the Northern Barbarian God’s statue, Ning Fan slowly closed his eyes, and at the moment of closure, his consciousness rapidly sank toward the opposite side of the Northern Barbarian Reincarnation.

As Regent Barbarian God of the Northern Barbarians, he naturally learned several of the country’s Barbarian Techniques, and the one currently used is among them.

Daoist Manzhi used the Victorious Sky Platform to construct the Crimson Penetration Passage, and Ning Fan utilized Manzhi’s passage to directly connect his consciousness with the legendary Immeasurable Ruin!

Ning Fan’s consciousness turned into a crimson beam, descending continuously, and after traversing several layers of reincarnation dimensions, it finally sank to the bottom of the Northern Barbarian Reincarnation’s space-time, piercing through to the opposite side of the world.

Only by reaching this position can one truly understand that the so-called Northern Barbarian Reincarnation is just a golden leaf as vast as the universe, but it’s filled with crimson cracks. This leaf records all past experiences of the Northern Barbarians.

The leaf fell from a tree named Destiny’s Divine Mulberry Tree, gathering dust as it fell, its golden color no longer shines as before. Covered in cracks, it had long died, devoid of life.

The dead leaf keeps sinking into the endless ash of cause and effect, descending from the dust layer, sinking into the gray rock layer for countless ages.

Until Ning Fan appears, intending to turn the tide for the Northern Barbarians, granting a trace of revival to the leaf that should have long laid dormant within the gray rock, starting its ascent to leave the gray rock layer.

However, this move touches numerous interests and is intolerable by the principles of heaven!

For the cycle of cause and effect to stay balanced, new causes and effects being born must lead to old causes and effects vanishing; if old causes and effects return, an equivalent amount of cause and effect must be paid.

To those who once suffered, Ning Fan’s action to save the Northern Barbarians seems a good deed; but to those who benefit, it’s an evil, an outrageous rebellion!

Consequently, on the front of the Northern Barbarian Reincarnation, infinite catastrophes clash to sink the barbarians again.

On the opposite side, figures like Daoist Manzhi strive to drill and sink the Northern Barbarians, cleverly trying to bury their reincarnation.

Some oppose for personal profit, while others, fueled by righteousness, bravely face death trying to prevent Emperor Nifan from destroying the world...

Ning Fan stands on the world’s opposite side, casting his gaze across the gray space, where countless calamities float.

This gray space is the dust layer of the Immeasurable Ruin. Through Ning Fan’s millennia-long efforts, the Northern Barbarian Reincarnation has ascended thus far. With further ascent, it could depart the Immeasurable Ruin and return to the Sea of Reincarnation.

Unfortunately, achieving this is still far away.

"You’ve come, Nifan!"

Amid the ashes, many powerful presences lie in secret, having already arrayed themselves, patiently awaiting Ning Fan to fall into their trap.

Many figures emerge, encircling the newly arrived Ning Fan precisely in the battle array center.

Ning Fan’s landing coordinates differ each time. Yet, the enemy can always pinpoint his emergence using Daoist Manzhi’s flawless calculations.

Those wearing yellow turbans are Daoist Manzhi’s tamed Yellow Turban Warriors.

Those clad in Mysterious Fire Taoist Armor are disciples of the Eternal Sect.

The Twelve Fierce Beasts within the animal array are the guardian creatures raised by Daoist Manzhi.

Additionally, allies from the Three Mountains Five Peaks have joined, invited by Manzhi for assistance, alongside numerous warriors who came freely to eradicate Dove Emperor Nifan.

"So, Manzhi still won’t show himself..." Ning Fan scanned the surroundings, discovering that Daoist Manzhi hadn’t come, causing his gaze to narrow thoughtfully.

As his gaze swept over, hundreds of thousands of True Immortals who had come to assassinate him were drenched in cold sweat, unable to meet Ning Fan’s eyes.

Heavy!

The killing intent in this man’s eyes was incredibly heavy, having experienced a thousand years of bloody battles and slain numerous masters, some capable of rivaling Initial Saints!

The formidable aura of Ning Fan now couldn’t be easily countered by an ordinary Second Step; even though he hadn’t unleashed his full killing intent, merely a touch was enough to make the hundreds of thousands of True Immortals here feel surrounded, as if they were encircled by him alone!

"Is this the Demon Lord Nifan! We from the Demon Extinguishing Sect have been battling such a monster all along!"

"It’s cold! With just a glance, this demon can freeze every part of me!"

"Damn it! Move, body, move! I can’t escape, I can’t bow my head! If I retreat, who will defend the Three Realms!"

"I am a devoted disciple of the sect and will never bow to the Evil Sect!"

"Slay this demon and gain ten thousand Dao Gold from Mount Wansheng, but...can I truly slay such a monster..."

"Those who take Nifan’s head can receive the True Transmission of the Zong Ze...I have no choice but to fight...No, I can’t act! The moment I attack, I’ll be killed by this demon!"

"Do not disrupt your formation! Ten Thousand Immortals Array, rise!"

Witnessing hundreds of thousands of True Immortals intimidated by a single gaze from Ning Fan, a puppet-like Immortal Emperor immediately shouted.

His name was Wooden Man Sect, known as the Baixi Great Emperor.

This Emperor was once the eleventh disciple of Daoist Manzhi, but since all his senior brothers fell to Ning Fan, he has now been promoted to Senior Brother in the sect.

The Wooden Man Sect waved the command banner in his hand, and the rolling formation’s power surged forth, gray mist appeared, infinite wind rose, the formation patterns like invisible threads linked all True Immortals into an array, transforming into the Ten Thousand Immortals Array Map, locking everything within the map, and trapping Ning Fan in the array’s deadly gate.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Array was a Battle Array technique; once activated, it could unite the power of ten thousand immortals. The more participants in the formation, the stronger they were, the more formidable the array became.

Participating in the formation here were hundreds of thousands of True Immortals, with sixteen Immortal Emperors among them, joining forces to lock the deadly gate.

Moreover, twelve fierce creatures, comparable to Immortal Emperors, guarded the array’s formation eye, with four Innate Mid-grade Treasures stationed at the four sides of the deadly gate.

Under the Saints, once trapped in the array, escaping was nearly impossible.

"Ten Thousand Immortals Array, but it seems different from the usual layout of such arrays, apparently modified. Whoever altered this array has significant Dao of formations attainments; it should be Manzhi’s handiwork..." Ning Fan’s eyes flashed azure light, instantly seeing through the array’s intricacies.

He then stepped down, triggering the Secret of Momentum while also incorporating the Wind Control Position’s power into the Secret of Momentum.

In an instant, a gigantic shadow of a Wind Master Bagua appeared under Ning Fan’s feet.

The Wind Master is the Wind Master; Ning Fan used wind as the source for breaking the array, instantly disrupting the Ten Thousand Immortals Array’s momentum, causing the ground, wind, water, and fire constants to become chaotic and disordered, leading to the array’s collapse. Like a soaring building of the heavens having its key burden-bearing stones removed, the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Array Map crumbled!

With just one strike, he dismantled the massive array laid by hundreds of thousands of True Immortals!

Numerous True Immortals suffered backlash, spitting blood, and injuries, startled cries resounding in all directions.

"How can this be!"

"The array map that Senior Manzhi personally drew was shattered by this demon’s strike!"

"Hundreds of thousands of True Immortals working together couldn’t withstand this demon’s one strike!"

"This isn’t brute force; this demon instantly saw through the array map, defeating force with skill!"

"What a formidable display of Dao of formations talent!"

The Wooden Man Sect was equally shocked.

Master’s Ten Thousand Immortals Array could trap even Saints for a time, yet this demon broke it with one foot; what a technique this is!

But, though this demon is strong, everything is still within Master’s plan!

The so-called Ten Thousand Immortals Array Map was merely a lure; Nifan, you’ve fallen into a trap!

"Move!" Wooden Man Sect suddenly commanded.

And then, suddenly change erupted!

At the place where Ning Fan broke the array with one foot, countless tadpole-like gray runes suddenly emerged, transforming into chains and instantaneously locking Ning Fan’s feet, with the chains then merging into his flesh, disappearing from sight.

Then an endless sealing power unfolded, forcibly stripping away some power from Ning Fan.

At the moment of success, three ghost-like shadows emerged from the earth, morphing into three streams of light, flying beside the Wooden Man Sect.

The three ghost shadows were ghost cultivators, three brothers, all possessing Immortal Emperor cultivation, each carrying a colossal jar crafted from Nether Pottery Soil.

Each jar was inscribed with a golden Immortal Talisman: "Please," "Enter," and "Jar." These three jars combined held immense sealing power, capable of briefly sealing even the Saint’s Divine Skills, though certain conditions must be met.

The practitioner must execute a technique within the sealing range of the three brothers, allowing them to unleash "Inviting You into the Jar," sealing the opponent’s technique.

To break the Ten Thousand Immortals Array, Ning Fan used the Secret of Momentum and the Wind Control Position; now these two forces had been sealed in the three jars, rendered unusable temporarily.

"To lure out my array-breaking technique with the Ten Thousand Immortals Array and then seal it; indeed, it’s Manzhi’s style. Manzhi must have a formidable array map as a backup plan..."

Sure enough!

Simultaneously with sealing Ning Fan’s Divine Skills, the Wooden Man Sect wasted no time, extracting ten command banners, all of which he dedicated.

"Ten Kings Harm Dragon Array, rise!"

"All-Heavens Demon Sealing Formation, rise!"

"Tianren Five Decays Array, rise!"

"Spiritual Platform Wearisome Spirits Array, activate!"

"Netherworld Annihilating Life Array, activate!"

"Essence Destruction Blood Draining Formation, activate!"

"Glinting Eyes Blinding Heaven Array, activate!"

"Nine Bends Three Phases Array, activate!"

"Shadow-Fixing No-Return Formation, activate!"

"Five Ancients Soul Snatching Array, activate!"

All ten formations are part of the Saint formation map laid out by Daoist Manzhi, and they are interconnected through the elements of earth, wind, and fire. They can be used in combination. If trapped within the ten formations, even the Initial Saints would have to shed a layer of skin.

For now, Ning Fan is unable to utilize the Momentum Character Secret and Wind Control Position powers, making it as difficult as scaling to heaven to break through the ten formations head-on.

Among the ten formations, there’s also the Netherworld Annihilating Life Array which secretly suppresses the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm. Even if Ning Fan enters the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm, he won’t be able to exit the formation map without paying some price.

"Let’s unite our forces to activate the formations and extinguish this demon within the arrays!"

With a command from Wooden Man Sect, hundreds of thousands of True Immortals maximized their mana output to sustain the ten formations.

Pity that despite Ning Fan’s strong divine skills, he fell victim to Daoist Manzhi’s carefully crafted poisonous schemes. Even with the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm activated, he still perished resentfully within the grand formation.

"It’s a success! We actually killed Demon Venerable Nifan!"

"Even Gui Zhong the Great Emperor, who had mastered four hundred Palm Positions and could infinitely merge paths, was defeated by Nifan. Yet, we managed to kill Nifan! After this battle, we will surely be famous across the Three Realms!"

"Just regret that too many participated, and after killing one Nifan, there’s only a reward of a hundred thousand Dao Gold, which divided among everyone, is truly too little!"

"Killing Nifan yields ten Saint sect legacy rewards. How should these shares be distributed? We’ll need to discuss carefully."

Just having eliminated Ning Fan, many were already celebrating cheerfully.

Only Wooden Man Sect and a few Immortal Emperors sensed something amiss.

The progression of events seemed too smooth! Even with Nifan’s formation-breaking technique sealed beforehand, and with ten Saint formation patterns attacking together, Nifan shouldn’t have died so quickly.

Reports indicated that Demon Venerable Nifan mastered many immortality arts, making his difficulty to kill comparable to the legendary Immortal Emperor.

It’s said that within the Dust Realm lies a suppressed Immortal Emperor, known for immortality, a creature even Desolate Saint cannot completely annihilate, only suppress.

Demon Venerable Nifan of equal fame died a bit too casually...

"No good! It’s an illusion! Break it!"

Realizing something suddenly, Wooden Man Sect’s complexion changed drastically as he immediately unleashed his divine skills, attempting to break Ning Fan’s illusion.

But before he could fully break the illusion, he felt intense pain in his Dantian, as four thousand Dao Gold Imperial Qi lost control, rushing from his Immortal Emperor’s Divine Spirit and dispersing throughout his body.

Although he did not transform into the Eternal True Body, his body became covered with golden sealing runes once Imperial Qi flowed throughout.

The runes increased continuously, becoming more dense. If allowed to completely cover his body, he’d turn entirely into a golden man, losing even the control over his physical form.

Imperial Qi actually lost control!

The body is actually goldenized!

What kind of illusion is this, never heard before!

After much struggle, Wooden Man Sect finally broke the illusion.

Yet only a few were as fortunate as him.

Among the hundreds of thousands of True Immortals, aside from a few powerful Immortal Emperors, the rest were trapped within the illusion, and while trapped, were casually massacred by Ning Fan.

"When did you release the illusion! Was it during the breaking of the Ten Thousand Immortals Array?" Seeing the defeat assured, the path to death unavoidable, Wooden Man Sect felt unwilling, resentfully asked.

Hundreds of thousands of True Immortals ambushed one person, yet were easily wiped out by that person. What a devastating defeat this was, even more painful than facing impending death, it was the inability to face such an overwhelming defeat.

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Array? Perhaps..."

Ning Fan naturally didn’t intend to explain.

In truth, as soon as he arrived here, he immediately utilized illusion, without even engaging with the enemy in formation-level combat.

Everything that happened prior was merely an illusion.

Regarding the power of Dark Control Position, Ning Fan focused on cultivating Illusory Demon Dust and Dao of Illusory Life, mastering life-saving techniques comparable to the Illusory Life Pill, enhancing the power of illusions.

He further combined the five thousand Imperial Qi cultivated through a millennium of "bitter practice" into the illusion, creating a new illusionary technique.

Imperial Binding Golden Body Technique!

This is a large-scale group illusion technique, using Imperial Qi as the medium, characterized by an unobvious attack.

The scope covered by the practitioner’s Imperial Qi pressure is the attack range of this technique! Within this scope, anyone with less Imperial Qi power than Ning Fan will directly fall prey.

Once affected, anyone without Imperial Qi shield has little chance to escape; even those who integrate Imperial Qi into their Divine Spirit find it hard to escape once Imperial Qi loses control.

You think I’m merely normally exuding my own pressure, in fact, you’ve already stepped into my illusion. It’s all about playing the unexpected.

Facing Daoist Manzhi, Ning Fan dared not even think of martial virtue, otherwise, he’d truly be trapped within the ten formations’ execution, shedding an untold number of layers of skin.

Soon, those few Immortal Emperors who escaped the illusion were also slain one by one by Ning Fan’s summoned Rain Dragon.

The last one to be eliminated was the Wooden Man Sect. This person gave Ning Fan an extremely strange feeling. Clearly on the brink of death, yet there wasn’t a single emotional ripple in this person’s heart, as if they didn’t care about their life or death at all.

"Don’t think this is the end. No matter what, you’ve fallen into my Hundred Theatrical Arts..." After the Wooden Man Sect spoke, he directly chose to self-destruct.

But Ning Fan easily avoided it.

Nonetheless, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The void of the Wooden Man Sect’s Control Position, instead of disappearing with his fall, became even more powerful.

Originally only at the middle realm of Control Position, it forcibly ascended to Dao Source after the Wooden Man Sect’s death!

Directly pulling Ning Fan into it, trapping him within this Dao Origin Void!

"Could it be..." Ning Fan frowned slightly, secretly guessing.

At this moment, the voice of Daoist Manzhi suddenly echoed within this Dao Origin Void, seeming to come from an infinitely distant place.

"Just as you thought, young friend, there indeed exist divine skills in the world that only become stronger after the host’s death. The Hundred Theatrical Arts Void is one such. Welcome to the Hundred Theatrical Arts Void! With this, my long search for the Twelve Wooden Puppets of Hundred Theatrics is finally complete! The Wooden Man Sect was the eleventh, and you, Nifan — no, you shall henceforth be known as Wooden Man Fan, as the twelfth! Haha, a god of wood becoming my puppet, what a mad performance. It would be a pity if no one applauded such a show. Next..."

Daoist Manzhi’s words were noisy, and his spirit gave off an undeniably abnormal impression, hard to imagine from someone as unwavering as an Initial Saint.

Ning Fan didn’t plan to waste words with Manzhi.

In the blink of an eye, he entered the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm, pushing his Life Realm to the limit. Twenty-seven kinds of Dao Source united, and with one move, he shattered the Hundred Theatrical Arts Void that trapped him.

This Dao Origin Void might trap an average Quasi-Saint but not him.

"Young friend, you’re in such a hurry to present your spectacle to the world? If so, let’s skip my announcement and start the show directly! Look, a falling star descends from the sky, aiming right at you. How do you plan to respond to it?"

Though Ning Fan clearly shattered the Hundred Theatrical Arts Void, it seemed there was not just one layer. Breaking through the previous void, he found himself in another.

No, not right!

Is he still within the Hundred Theatrical Arts Void?

Why does a River of Time run through this place!

Standing upon the River of Time, Ning Fan felt an unprecedented intensification of the overlapping sense of time and space.

The River of Time beneath his feet is real!

Remaining within the Hundred Theatrical Arts Void is also real!

Can the same thing exist simultaneously in two different realm coordinates? Yes, when time and space overlap!

They are not colliding but overlapping!

"Young friend, as an ungraspable creature to Manzhi, it seems you struggle to grasp this matter. Then don’t understand it; use that brain of yours famed for its dullness and your might that exists without a purpose to shatter this star falling from the sky! If the star is allowed to fall into the River of Time, who knows what unfavorable events might arise, hehe, what will actually happen..."

Ning Fan didn’t plan to waste words with Daoist Manzhi.

Looking up, a burning star was indeed descending headlong from the sky. If allowed to fall, the star would crash into the River of Time.

Gazing down at the River of Time beneath, innumerable cycles of time were within...

If the star was left to crash into the River of Time, it might destroy many of these cycles. Although the nature of those cycles was unknown...

Just a moment ago, Ning Fan was clueless about what lay within those cycles of time.

But now, through the Third Gate of Tianren, he glimpsed the Sword Ancestor’s smile from within those cycles...

Should the star be allowed to crash down, those smiles might face danger!

Of course, even if Ning Fan did not act against the falling star, many experts were gathered above the River of Time to prevent the star from falling into it.

However, these individuals seemed unable to perceive Ning Fan’s presence... After all, Ning Fan’s true coordinates lay within the Hundred Theatrical Arts Void, only overlapping the River of Time due to Daoist Manzhi’s malice.

"Oh? What fortune you have, even without intervening, others are combating the star for you. This must be what the Other Shore People call the protagonist’s halo. In some records on the Other Shore, you are the protagonist of the Vast Dao Domain, a character in the story, but alas, the world is not a story, and while recorders can weave countless beautiful endings for you, the true vast history remains unchanged."

"It seems you’re not inclined to intervene, since there lies yet another open scheme from me on that star... Oh? You decide to act without hesitation! Indeed, what a madman you are, and old man Manzhi loves madmen like you!"

Ning Fan ignored Daoist Manzhi’s rambling.

Despite the many experts already waiting to shatter the falling star above the River of Time, Ning Fan refused to place all his hopes on others.

Even knowing there was some plot by Daoist Manzhi on that star, he still chose not to evade. Of course, he didn’t intend to let Daoist Manzhi be too pleased either.

"Manzhi, have you ever been struck by a star?"

"Huh? What do you mean..."

"Nothing much, just sending you a star."

Ning Fan soared into the sky towards the star, but instead of shattering it, as his hand touched the star, he activated the Thunder Control Position’s power, simultaneously deploying the Against-Fate Thunder Technique.

This Against-Fate Thunder Technique enables the user to traverse between cycles of time, but this time Ning Fan cast the technique not to traverse himself, but to traverse the star.

As for the destination...

It was, of course, the location of Daoist Manzhi’s realm that he had marked during a past act of vengeance against him.

The realm of a Saint is typically too illustrious to be easily marked, but Ning Fan’s method was not ordinary. Having blasted open the Immeasurable Ruin’s gray rock, he permanently marked the eternal coordinates of Manzhi’s realm using the Immeasurable Surplus Fire.

A normal Saint’s realm would be difficult to locate for Ning Fan, but as for Manzhi’s realm...

Whoosh!

The star in the sky was teleported away by Ning Fan.

Boom!

A flying star fell from the sky, crashing into Daoist Manzhi’s realm.

"Ouch!"

Manzhi seemed unprepared for Ning Fan’s move, and caught off guard, he, hidden within his realm, was somehow hit on the head by the flying star without dodging it.

The flying star, capable of severely injuring a First Order Quasi-Saint, hit Manzhi’s head but didn’t even singe a hair. His scream was quite fake, as if deliberately cooperating with Ning Fan’s act, intentionally faking a cry of agony.

"Who’s moved the flying star..." On the River of Time, many powerful figures were puzzled.

They couldn’t see Ning Fan, but they saw the flying star suddenly disappear, thinking some senior Saint had done a good deed without leaving a name, thus each of them clasped their fists in gratitude toward the spot where the flying star vanished.

"Thank you, senior, for your help!"

"No need to thank, no need to thank! I, Daoist Manzhi, do good deeds without leaving my name, what need is there to thank for a small favor!"

Daoist Manzhi’s voice suddenly echoed above the River of Time, stealthily stealing Ning Fan’s credit for saving lives, and redefining what it means to do good without leaving a name.

"So it was Senior Manzhi’s hand, thank you, senior!"

Ning Fan didn’t mind Manzhi stealing his credit.

He only cared if Manzhi had gotten a bump from the flying star.

"Very unfortunate, I know what you’re anticipating, but unfortunately, a mere flying star cannot harm me, so-called invincibility sometimes is as lonely as snow. There’s one more thing, saying it might make you even angrier, actually, I quite need this flying star, the puppet set is complete and I’m tired of playing with it, just right to use this flying star to craft a star puppet to play with. Fortunately, you didn’t shatter this star but instead sent it to me, ah, I’ve taken advantage of you, fattened myself, young friend if you know this, wouldn’t blame me for being too deceitful, right? Ah, I forgot to remind you, young friend, this flying star has twenty-four types of Deicide Poison planted by me on it, young friend, have you already been terribly poisoned by touching the flying star? It’s different for me, how could my poison harm myself?"

Ning Fan still ignored the noise from Daoist Manzhi, mainly because after dozens of confrontations, he was used to the other’s shamelessness.

Rather than arguing to make the other happier, he preferred thinking of some way to directly take the opponent down.

Because of touching the flying object, at this moment, a purple-black poison was spreading from Ning Fan’s palm to his entire arm.

Luckily, Ning Fan had the Poisonous Control Position, otherwise today, even if Manzhi’s poison didn’t kill him, he would still suffer a hidden loss.

"Is it both itchy and painful? Give some reaction, come on? If it’s itchy, go scratch, if it hurts, scream, you should let me see your reaction, see your performance! Even if not performing for me, you should perform for the other audience."

"Other audience? Where are they? Besides you, is there anyone else who can see me?" Ning Fan frowned, feeling as if Daoist Manzhi’s words had another deeper meaning, yet that meaning surpassed his current perception, he did not perceive anyone else watching his performance.

"Yes, of course, there are quite a few indeed. But alas, since you’re not one of Manzhi’s creatures, you cannot feel the gaze from the Other Shore like I do. Tsk, this feeling, you actually placed a second poison onto the star I had previously poisoned! Alas, your behavior of applying a second poison, I’ve foreseen as well, nevertheless, usual poisons can’t harm me... wait, what poison did you use on me!"

Manzhi’s expression shifted.

Even the most dangerous Undying Silkworm Poison in the world couldn’t poison him to death.

Yet the poison Ning Fan applied when transferring the flying star couldn’t be neutralized by his body’s divine silkworm poison sac, just what kind of poison is this...

What the hell!

This isn’t poison!

This is... Tsubaki Medicine!

"You actually used Tsubaki Medicine against an Initial Saint, do you have a sickness?" Manzhi broke his composure for the first time.

"Anyway, using other poisons against you is mostly ineffective, this item seems very fitting for you."

"Common Tsubaki Medicine is also ineffective against me, what on earth kind of medicine is this!" Manzhi seemed genuinely broken, his tone carried real anger.

"A medicine augmented by Medicine Dao Source, Poison Dao Source, and Life Realm with the utmost bewitching technique, you won’t find such potent medicine outside, it’s one of a kind. Unexpectedly, this medicine also affects Initial Saints, that’s a surprise gain, one more trump in the pocket."

"Alright, alright, alright! You sure know how to play! It’s Nifan right! Just you wait! Next time... next time I’ll give you a hard time!"

Though Manzhi acted despicable and mad, unbelievably, he was still a virgin... do you understand the prestigious value of an Initial Saint’s virginity!

Today he would lose his purity because of a minor scheme by Ning Fan, he feared this would lead to great loss in his cultivation...

But there’s no way it could be unresolved! This brat opened the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm, enhanced the medicine with two kinds of Dao Source Power and the utmost bewitching technique, a mere Decemcentennial Saint can’t withstand such medication, and no way to suppress it forcibly...

No, it’s not just enhancement by two Dai Source forces, that brat lied!

He did use his Medicine Dao Source and Poison Dao Source to strengthen the medicine.

But in actuality, he used another twenty-five kinds of Dao Source power, all to increase the side effects of this medicine.

If unresolved promptly, there... it will explode! Blown to bits by the power of twenty-five Dao Sources!

Though he is a Decemcentennial Saint, he still has a weakness, that spot is an extremely obvious weakness, unable to withstand the explosion of twenty-five Dao Sources’ power...

Manzhi gnashed his teeth in hatred, as his ears seemingly hallucinated with Ning Fan’s mocking voice.

Choose, my friend.

Either, break your purity!

Or, boom!

So, how should he choose...

Breaking purity would harm his cultivation, but cultivation can be regained.

If it explodes it would leave a lifelong Dao Heart shadow, it’s disgraceful if it gets out, once this fact gets out, no! Just if I explode here, that brat will definitely spread this across the River of Time! By then, though I live, I would already be dead...

What kind of person could come up with such a sneaky plot! What kind of master could teach such an odd disciple!

"Bad! The medication is too powerful, there’s no time to seek a cauldron furnace outside! Must quickly find a helper, a female would do..."

"Hmm? Last time I trapped a Galaxy Pig, she’s female. But it’s improper, right, it’s my first time... damn! No time to hesitate! What a pity of my lifetime reputation, ultimately ruining under Nifan and a pig, this hatred will be avenged someday! Ahhh!"

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