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In the blink of an eye, a century has passed?
Wang Ye stared blankly at the handsome young master in front of him, who looked a few years younger than himself...
I felt my worldview was completely overturned at that moment, and then repeatedly crushed and shattered by an invisible giant foot.
He subconsciously did a mental calculation.
Decades ago, that was the Republic of China era.
A century has passed...
Then the true age of this senior in front of me must be...
A terrifying thought, which sent chills down his spine and made him want to flee on the spot, began to grow wildly in his mind.
He looked at Zhang Yunyuan's profile, which appeared exceptionally calm in the moonlight, and at his deep eyes, which seemed to have accumulated countless years and witnessed the vicissitudes of life.
He finally understood what kind of... incomprehensible, unpredictable, and unimaginable thing he had encountered tonight...
Chapter 172 The Mystery of the Interior, The Origin of Jia Shen
The night wind on the cliff had become increasingly chilly.
Wang Ye felt a chill seeping into every pore of his body; it wasn't the chill of the mountain wind, but a shiver that came from the depths of his soul and was indescribable.
He sat there, his mind blank, and it took him a long time to recover from the enormous shock that had overturned his entire understanding of life.
Looking at the "young master" who was still gazing at the moonlight and seemed to be casually recounting some old stories, the awe he felt had completely transformed into a fear akin to facing a deity, awe and reverence.
He finally realized how ridiculous his previous guesses were.
He had always thought that this junior master was just a senior master hidden in Longhu Mountain with profound cultivation and the ability to maintain youth.
But now it seems that things are far more absurd than he imagined.
This can no longer be explained by simply saying "the secret to eternal youth".
This is clearly... a living legend.
Wang Ye took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to calm his heart, which was pounding like a drum.
He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.
The ultimate question that had troubled him for so long, kept him up at night, and even made him risk revealing secrets to stay on Longhu Mountain, might finally be answered tonight.
Only this unfathomable being before him could possibly answer his questions.
He stood up again and bowed deeply to Zhang Yunyuan, a gesture more solemn than ever before, almost burying his head in the dust.
His voice trembled slightly with nervousness, but it was exceptionally clear.
“I am here late at night not simply for meditation and spiritual practice.”
"This junior has a request, a matter concerning the common people and the bloody chaos of the Jia Shen Rebellion decades ago. I hope that you, senior, can enlighten me."
Zhang Yunyuan finally turned his gaze from the distant night sky and focused it on him.
Those calm eyes revealed neither joy nor anger, yet they seemed to have seen through everything.
"go ahead."
Three words, simple and direct, yet carrying an undeniable weight.
Wang composed himself and finally mustered the courage to reveal his biggest secret.
"To be honest, senior, the Feng Hou Qi Men I cultivate, besides being able to control a certain space-time, also has another ability... which could perhaps be considered a side effect."
"This junior can manipulate time within the inner realm and glimpse the past and future of things that are entangled with my own cause and effect."
"That is why, a few months ago, I had a sudden urge to see what the source of the Jia Shen Rebellion was."
As he spoke, the languid expression on his face vanished, replaced by a lingering fear and dread that still haunts him to this day.
"I saw it."
"This junior witnessed a scene that cannot be described in words."
"In an endless chaos, there was a luminous object that was so huge that it was unimaginable."
It was neither the sun nor a star; it was simply a pure, chaotic, distorted...light.
Wang Ye's voice became somewhat hoarse as he recalled the horrific scene.
"I can't describe what it is. I only know that when I tried to 'see' it clearly, my whole soul felt like it was being swallowed up and assimilated by it."
The feeling... was like an ant looking up at a collapsing sky.
“I saw countless lines of cause and effect, countless trajectories of fate, spreading out from that huge sphere of light, intertwining with each other, and ultimately pointing to the same result—the Jia Shen Rebellion.”
"And at the end of that terrifying vision, the image froze."
Wang Ye's breathing became rapid, and his eyes were filled with horror.
"It was frozen in time... at Longhu Mountain."
Zhang Yunyuan listened quietly, his face still expressionless, as if he were listening to a story that had nothing to do with him.
Wang Ye looked at him, a bitter smile on his face that was even more unsightly than crying.
"At that time, I was so frightened that my Dao heart almost collapsed."
I thought I was seeing 'the Way of Heaven,' 'fate,' some kind of inescapable, predetermined calamity.
"This realization filled me with utter despair."
I even thought about finding a place to hide away and never having to care about the world again.
"Until...until I heard the news that the Luotian Grand Ritual was being held at Longhu Mountain, I wanted to come and find out the secret."
Wang Ye's gaze was fixed on Zhang Yunyuan's face, his usually half-open eyes now filled with fear and disbelief.
"Until that day when I was meditating in the back mountain, I saw with my own eyes you, senior, taking that girl Feng Baobao away and arresting those guys who had ulterior motives."
"Until I felt that aura emanating from you..."
That 'primordial' energy, originating from the same source as the luminous entity I saw in my inner vision, was more restrained and more harmonious.
"An association that sent chills down my spine and almost drove me insane appeared in my mind."
Wang Ye's voice was already trembling uncontrollably, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"senior……"
"Within the inner realm, there was a colossal, indescribable sphere of chaotic light that had stirred up the entire Jia Shen Rebellion and triggered an endless sea of blood..."
He stared intently at Zhang Yunyuan, using all his strength to ask the ultimate question that was enough to overturn his entire understanding of the world and drive the entire world of supernatural beings crazy.
"Doesn't it represent... the heavens?"
"But...you?!"
This conjecture struck Wang Ye's soul like a black lightning bolt.
It was this very speculation that had caused him to lose his appetite and suffer from insomnia for the past few days.
The reason he was willing to go to great lengths to stay on Longhu Mountain was to find the answer to this question.
He feared that the source of the Jia Shen Rebellion was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.
He feared even more that this grand Taoist ritual, held decades later, would become the beginning of another Jia Shen Rebellion.
And he had to stop it all.
Even if the price is to be an enemy of this unfathomable, god-like being before them.
Chapter 173 The Advisor's Guidance: Trading Technique for Technique
On the cliff, the night wind howled, making Wang Ye's Taoist robe flutter.
He asked that earth-shattering question, and then he felt completely drained. Large beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart was pounding wildly in his chest, almost as if it would jump out of his throat.
He stared intently at Zhang Yunyuan, waiting for the answer that might determine his future path, and even the future direction of the entire world of supernatural beings.
However, Zhang Yunyuan did not answer immediately.
He simply looked at Wang Ye quietly, his deep eyes as calm as an ancient, still pool, without the slightest ripple.
After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice not loud, but it seemed to carry a strange, comforting power, clearly reaching Wang Ye's ears.
I cannot answer your question.
Wang Ye's heart sank suddenly.
"because……"
Zhang Yunyuan's gaze once again fell upon the distant mountains shrouded in night, his voice becoming somewhat distant, "I myself am still in that endless fog, searching for the so-called truth."
He turned his head and looked at Wang Ye's face, which was pale from nervousness, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
"But I can tell you one thing."
"The emergence of the Eight Extraordinary Skills may once again stir up the winds and clouds of the world, but there will never be another tragedy like the one in the past, with rivers of blood flowing."
His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable confidence and decisiveness.
"Because times have changed."
"And I am here too."
These two seemingly simple sentences, when they reached Wang Ye's ears, were no less than any form of positive response.
What confidence, what domineering spirit that was!
It was as if as long as he was there, the sky would never fall.
At this moment, the huge weight in Wang Ye's heart inexplicably lifted.
The fear and burden that had been suffocating him also dissipated by most.
Perhaps I'm overthinking it?
Or perhaps, this senior in front of us is not the "cause" of that disaster, but the "effect" that ends it.
Just as Wang Ye was feeling agitated, Zhang Yunyuan's gaze fell on his chest, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.