Chapter 10

In the nameless mountain range, a gaunt old man sat cross-legged on a massive rock, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. Fine, thread-like beams of light slowly seeped into his body. The old man remained as still as a stone statue, sitting quietly on the rock. After a long while, the old man's grotesque and ugly face suddenly felt a wave of comfort, and his whole body trembled. Streams of demonic energy shot into his body like swallows returning to their nests. The black robe that billowed around him gradually calmed down.

"Whoosh—" The old demon abruptly opened his eyes, which were as small as mung beans, and a strange light shot out, looking like two ghostly flames. "Heh heh—boy, you're dead! Just wait, I'll tear you to pieces!"

"Ha ha ha ha—" The old man let out a strange cry, the piercing sound causing the surrounding pebbles to tremble.

In the nameless cave.

Lu Shaoyou sat upright, a faint light rain of light sprinkling from behind him. The shadows of a treasure bell, divine sword, holy drum, and immortal tower rose and fell around Lu Shaoyou, a mysterious aura flowing around him.

Lu Shaoyou's divine consciousness sank into his dantian, carefully observing its condition. A white radiance filled the dantian, exuding a faint sense of sanctity, nobility, solemnity, and glory. Countless intertwined wills overshadowed Lu Shaoyou's divine consciousness, enveloping the entire sky with an aura unique to the ancient era.

"Boom—" Lu Shaoyou felt a tremor in his sea of consciousness and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was bad!

In the endless starry sky, vast rivers of stars, and boundless wills rushed towards him. Lu Shaoyou saw incredible scenes: countless great beings disintegrated, turning into cosmic dust, and the starry sky was stained red with blood. Even immortals fell one after another, a tragic will filling the entire starry sky. Roars and howls echoed throughout the star domain, and the supreme beings of the demon race stained the sky with blood, their final cries echoing through the vast mountains and rivers, piercing and bone-chilling. Although Lu Shaoyou was also a demon, those ancient demons spoke an ancient language of the demon race, which was completely different from the current language, and he couldn't understand what they were saying. In another battlefield, towering men with heads reaching the sky and feet treading the primordial era, their eyes as large as small mountains and arms as thick as dragons, roared, shaking the vast mountains and rivers. They wielded divine axes, carried great bows, held flaming long swords, or fought bare-handed.

Lu Shaoyou couldn't see very clearly because these scenes were fragmented, not continuous. The intermittent scenes rushed into Lu Shaoyou's sea of consciousness, causing him intense pain. His sea of consciousness seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't help but let out a low, painful roar.

In the sea of consciousness, immortals died and demons perished. A scene of the end of the world was etched into Lu Shaoyou's soul, as if it had become a soul imprint.

The sky sank, the earth fell. Immortals fell, demons perished.

The vast will almost exploded Lu Shaoyou's sea of consciousness!

What happened in the ancient era!!! Lu Shaoyou roared in his heart, why did even immortals fall!!!

"Buzz—" The radiance in the dantian suddenly trembled, and the will gradually subsided. After a moment, the vast will suddenly flowed back, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lu Shaoyou lay in the cave like a dead dog, breathing heavily, his black robe drenched in sweat.

At that moment, Lu Shaoyou's Dao heart almost collapsed. If not for the light in the dantian absorbing the will, he would have died in the small dimensional world without even reaching the Yanwu Clan.

Imagine, even the true immortals he had been pursuing so hard were dead, so wasn't his faith shattered? Fortunately, the light woke him up in time; otherwise, he would have made no progress. After a while, Lu Shaoyou slowly calmed down. If even immortals couldn't achieve eternal life, then who in this world could?

A strong desire welled up in Lu Shaoyou's heart, "I want to achieve eternal life! I want to exist forever!"

After a long while.

Lu Shaoyou slowly propped himself up and continued to cultivate. As soon as his divine consciousness sank into the dantian, he saw the thing inside. The radiance had gradually faded, revealing a stone-like object that was neither jade nor stone, resembling a tombstone.

"What... What is this!" Lu Shaoyou exclaimed in shock.

Looking at the stone, it seemed very clear, but upon closer inspection, it was very blurry. A stream of profound heavenly sounds flowed from the stone, cleansing the mind. The stone was empty, with no words inscribed on it.

Lu Shaoyou frowned, thinking there would be some cultivation techniques on the stone, but he couldn't see anything.

Disappointed, Lu Shaoyou looked at the stone, which seemed to have some damage but still exuded an ancient, noble aura. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel the difference at the soul level.

Could he really have no chance? Could this stone really have no cultivation techniques recorded on it?

Lu Shaoyou focused his power in his eyes, which shot out beams of divine light, causing the stone to tremble slightly. He seemed to see a graceful yet domineering figure, but it was extremely blurry.

"There's hope!" Lu Shaoyou was overjoyed, quickly gathering his mind and fully activating the nameless ancient scripture. His body was like a divine bell and immortal drum, with countless mysterious lights raining down. Lu Shaoyou concentrated all his power in his eyes, and two even stronger beams of divine light shot out. As expected, the figure became clearer.

Lu Shaoyou squinted and carefully examined the man before him.

He had a handsome face, his eyes closed, sitting on a dragon throne high in the nine heavens. His black hair fell casually, and Lu Shaoyou felt a profound aura, as if at this moment, the nine heavens and ten earths had already sunk, but the figure remained unmoved, as if transcending the ages. Although there was only this image, with no sound, it made Lu Shaoyou almost kneel down in devout worship! This was an instinct from the soul!

The handsome man looked very young, perhaps only sixteen years old. But the aura he exuded was overwhelming, surpassing all ages. At this moment, it seemed as if even the heavens and earth would bow their noble heads, submitting to the feet of the young man. At this moment, the young man was the eternal and unchanging great way, and any laws of the heavens and earth were useless here.

"Who... Who is this?" Lu Shaoyou felt suffocated, "This overwhelming aura that sweeps through the heavens and the world, who is it? Could it be a supreme being from the ancient era?"

Even the influence of his closed eyes, even after transcending the ages, was still shocking and unprecedented!