Dead?!

  He just… died like that, so bizarrely?

  The cascading origin waterfall roared like a galaxy pouring from the heavens.

  Bone-chilling cold crept up from everyone’s feet.

  That was a major accomplishment Nascent Soul expert!

  And he had simply withered to death inside the immortal relic…

  A Nascent Soul’s death was like icy rain slapping every face.

  Even Yin Spirit experts Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao, and the Empress revealed shock.

  Because even they could not tell exactly how the Nascent Soul had died!

  Aged to death?

  Why would he age to death?

  What kind of great peril lay behind the origin waterfall?!

  That Nascent Soul’s final gaze had been so helpless, so despairing.

  Why?

  Endless unknowns shrouded them.

  Those who had planned to charge in and seize the Golden Body Fortune Fruits instantly abandoned the idea.

  Young Master Tianxu clutched a small sword, trembling.

  So close…

  Just a little closer, and the dead one would have been him!

  Who said this immortal relic was safe?!

  Let that diviner step forward!

  This palace lord would absolutely not beat him to death!

  Rumble!

  The origin waterfall reflected everyone’s ugly expressions like a mirror.

  “Time… could that land involve the power of time?”

  Du Longyang frowned.

  “Time?”

  Ye Shoudao inhaled sharply, shock in his eyes.

  “Legend says the power of time, even in High-Tier Martial worlds, is incomparably powerful and mysterious! How could Five Phoenixes possess such power?”

  Ye Shoudao asked.

  “Could it be… in ancient times, Five Phoenixes Continent truly was a mysterious and mighty world?”

  Among the crowd,

  whether Five Phoenixes or Tianyuan cultivators,

  no one dared move.

  Golden Body Fortune Fruits were tempting, their fragrance stirring the soul.

  But…

  the Nascent Soul corpse kneeling at the entrance, hand outstretched in despair toward the fruits,

  delivered a devastating blow to every heart.

  Mo Tianyu stood bare-chested, hair disheveled, receding hairline giving him a carefree look.

  Now his face was filled with shock and confusion.

  “Impossible!”

  “This scholar divined this immortal relic, inauspicious land with great fortune! It shouldn’t be this dangerous?!”

  “Where did I go wrong?!”

  Mo Tianyu clutched his hair, head aching.

  He felt… his reputation might be ruined.

  But then he thought, this was good!

  His divination had finally been accurate once!

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  The atmosphere between heaven and earth grew grave.

  Everyone sat on the ground, faces solemn.

  Waiting for the three Yin Spirit experts to decide.

  The mood was heavy.

  Outside the island, Body Storage and Foundation Establishment cultivators who had entered felt the oppressive atmosphere and saw the dead Nascent Soul at the entrance.

  They didn’t dare breathe loudly and quietly retreated.

  When even the four holy land lords treated it so seriously,

  little Foundation Establishment cultivators knew better than to get involved.

  They slipped away.

  Better to seek fate elsewhere.

  Time ticked by.

  The atmosphere grew heavier.

  Finally, someone couldn’t wait.

  From Absolute Blade Sect, a Nascent Soul blade cultivator stood.

  Back carrying his long blade, he took a resolute step.

  His body became a sharp blade light, slicing the air.

  Cutting through the cascading origin waterfall.

  He stepped onto the inner land.

  Step by step, firmly toward the divine tree, toward the Golden Body Fortune Fruits.

  BOOM!

  The gray River of Time surged again, rushing with the sound of flowing water.

  Ye Shoudao’s eyes erupted with extreme sharpness.

  BOOM!

  The Absolute Blade Sect cultivator faced the oncoming gray river and slashed!

  Everyone stood, staring fixedly at the scene inside the relic.

  This blade cultivator was like a hero challenging fate!

  His slash stunned everyone.

  Even Ye Shoudao nodded in approval.

  But soon, everyone’s faces changed drastically.

  Ye Shoudao’s terrifying Yin Spirit aura exploded.

  Because…

  the blade that struck the gray river lost its light, the blade body decaying, rust appearing.

  The gray river swept over the cultivator.

  His body froze.

  Flesh decayed, blood vitality withered, just like the first Nascent Soul.

  Life aura vanished as though swept away by the river!

  “No!”

  Ye Shoudao’s aura surged.

  He reached out, trying to save the blade cultivator.

  This was an elder he respected, who had once guided him on the path of cultivation.

  Ye Shoudao’s flesh was strong.

  His single arm reached out, brilliant Yin Spirit power flowing.

  BOOM!

  The origin waterfall exploded.

  The blade cultivator was pulled out.

  BOOM!

  Ye Shoudao dropped to one knee, forehead drenched in cold sweat.

  Du Longyang and the Empress rushed over.

  The fallen blade cultivator had no life aura left.

  His life seemed to have reached its end, aged to death.

  Ye Shoudao looked at him, expression dim.

  But the cultivator’s face held satisfaction.

  In his final moment, he had delivered the most brilliant slash of his life.

  For a blade cultivator, he was content.

  “Your arm… the life aura in your flesh seems severed.”

  Du Longyang said gravely.

  “What kind of terrifying power… overbearing, unreasonable.”

  The Empress was also shocked.

  “This is the power of time… I felt it. The instant the gray river touched, my arm felt as though it aged hundreds, thousands of years.”

  Ye Shoudao’s forehead was soaked in cold sweat.

  He circulated power to heal.

  Fortunately, Yin Spirit realm strength gradually restored his nearly withered arm.

  But… his hand trembled.

  “I need that fruit. It contains immense life force, enough to heal my arm.”

  Ye Shoudao said.

  BOOM!

  Suddenly,

  outside the immortal island, waves exploded.

  Figures shot over.

  Everyone present was slightly startled.

  Two figures.

  White clothes like snow, somewhat familiar.

  Nie Changqing’s eyes narrowed.

  Jing Yue showed joy.

  Yi Yue, wrapped in white assassin robes hidden in the crowd, eyes gleaming.

  Five Phoenixes cultivators were all surprised.

  “Young Master Lu’s two maidservants!”

  “People from White Jade Capital!”

  “The immortal relic… finally drew White Jade Capital out? Even the reclusive White Jade Capital couldn’t resist?”

  Five Phoenixes cultivators erupted in excitement.

  Tianyuan cultivators were also shocked.

  “White Jade Capital’s people are here. Will the mysterious Young Master Lu appear?”

  “With such a strange immortal relic, perhaps Young Master Lu has a way?”

  “Should Young Master Lu appear and break the restriction, we can all get a sip of the soup!”

  Everyone was shocked and delighted.

  Ye Shoudao, Du Longyang, and others were slightly surprised.

  Would Young Master Lu come?

  But they sensed no trace of Young Master Lu’s aura.

  Clearly, Young Master Lu had not appeared.

  Ni Yu and Ning Zhao in fluttering white robes.

  Little Yinglong lay on Ni Yu’s head, mouth never stopping, crunching sugar-coated Body Tempering Pills.

  “Huh? Quite a crowd.”

  Ni Yu said.

  “Ning-jie, what do we do?”

  Ni Yu looked up.

  Ning Zhao’s face was cold and solemn.

  “Don’t speak, don’t look at anyone, stay aloof, directly break the origin waterfall and enter the relic.”

  “Remember Young Master’s words, do not touch the gray river.”

  Ning Zhao said.

  “Got it!”

  Ni Yu’s eyes lit up.

  BOOM!

  Ning Zhao stepped forward, Ice Frost Dao Intent erupting.

  Her reforged Cicada Wing Swords shot out.

  One sword became five.

  Countless ice crystals scattered.

  Ning Zhao rose gracefully, stepping on the Cicada Wing Swords, drifting straight toward the immortal relic.

  Myriad ice crystals fell.

  The scene was gorgeous and stunning.

  Her Eight Extreme Heavenly Lock aura tore the origin waterfall, charging inside.

  Ni Yu saw Ning-jie’s dazzling entrance and learned.

  She stuffed a handful of sugar-coated Body Tempering Pills in her mouth.

  Her chubby little hand grabbed the black pot on her back and flung it.

  The black pot spun at high speed.

  Little Yinglong on her head, hands behind back, white dress fluttering, she stood atop the pot, riding it forward.

  Crashing through the origin waterfall, under the world’s gaze, she charged straight into the immortal relic.

  “This…”

  Nie Changqing, Jing Yue, and others’ faces changed slightly.

  Yi Yue, wrapped in white, showed worry.

  “Ning-jie, little Ni, be careful!”

  Yi Yue hurriedly called.

  Ning Zhao, already inside, didn’t hear.

  Ni Yu’s eyes brightened, Sister Yi Yue?

  But she had to stay aloof, no turning back, continued riding the black pot into the relic.

  Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao, and the Empress narrowed their eyes.

  They stared fixedly at Ni Yu and Ning Zhao’s figures.

  The gray River of Time descended like a nightmare, making hearts tremble.

  Could they cross?

  Ye Shoudao’s breathing stopped.

  The river fell.

  Rumble!

  As though terrifying thunder crushed the void.

  Ning Zhao and Ni Yu both grew solemn.

  Young Master had specifically warned them, the gray river was no ordinary thing.

  They felt the heart-palpitating pressure from the River of Time.

  They dodged, evading the river.

  Turning into streaks of light, they delved deeper.

  Little Yinglong on Ni Yu’s head eagerly clawed her hair, leaping forward.

  “Nom!”

  Little Yinglong bit a Golden Body Fortune Fruit.

  Outside the origin waterfall,

  everyone… was dumbfounded.

  The air turned deathly silent.