deltrittennovels Chapter 638 The Tai Xuan Holy Land has been destroyed; there is no longer any meaning to my life.
Chapter 638 The Tai Xuan Holy Land has been destroyed; there is no longer any meaning to my life.
Nine Heavens Continent, Eastern Continent.
The vast, blessed land of immortal mountains that originally existed in Tai Xuan Holy Land, stretching for millions of miles, has now completely disappeared.
What appeared between heaven and earth was a huge abyss that covered an area of one million square miles.
The pit was bottomless and shocking to behold.
At the edge of the abyss, the soil turned a dark red, completely vitrified by the terrifying heat, and countless void cracks spread above the pit like black spider webs.
The self-destruction of an Emperor-level formation not only destroyed mountains and rivers on the material level, but also completely shattered the laws of the universe and the spatial order of this world.
Within this vast abyss spanning millions of miles, the laws of space were in utter chaos, and the colorful aftershocks of destruction transformed into deadly particle storms that raged through the dark void turbulence.
Even a Saint-level expert who gets close to this place risks serious injury if he is even slightly exposed to the chaotic spatial currents.
It is foreseeable that this former premier cultivation holy land in the Eastern Continent will remain an absolute dead zone, barren and uninhabitable, for the next tens of thousands of years.
At this very moment, at the edge of this enormous abyss where even saints dare not easily venture, the void rippled without warning.
The next moment, an aged figure, so frail it seemed a gust of wind could blow it away, slowly emerged from the void.
This is an elderly man wearing an old-fashioned blue robe.
His face was extremely withered, with wrinkles layered like old tree bark, and his cloudy eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of time and endless weariness.
His body was extremely hunched over, his long gray hair danced wildly in the wind, and his whole body exuded a dense, almost impenetrable aura of death.
That deathly aura was not caused by practicing some kind of evil technique, but because his lifespan had truly come to an end.
However, this seemingly dying old man, when he stood on the edge of this raging and chaotic abyss, had the void storms around him, which were powerful enough to tear apart the bodies of saints, automatically dissipate three zhang away from his body, as if they had encountered some indescribable terrifying existence.
Above the old man's head, a large, three-legged, two-eared cyan cauldron floated silently.
This large blue cauldron is simple and unadorned, with flowers, birds, fish, insects, the sun, moon, stars, and ancient totems used by our ancestors to worship heaven and earth engraved on its body.
Wisps of green mist descended from the mouth of the cauldron, firmly protecting the old man's body within.
Although the great cauldron did not unleash any earth-shattering pressure, it faintly exuded an ultimate imperial might that would make all the heavens and myriad realms submit to it!
The ultimate imperial weapon—the Tai Xuan Cauldron!
And this old man in blue robes with the Tai Xuan Cauldron on his head and surrounded by deathly aura is none other than the ancestor of the Tai Xuan Holy Land who possesses the strength of a quasi-emperor at the peak!
The Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan stood quietly at the edge of the abyss, his turbid eyes reflecting the vast emptiness stretching for millions of miles before him, and remained silent for a long time.
The wind howled as it whipped his blue robe, making a rustling sound.
"call……"
Finally, the Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with indescribable loneliness and sorrow.
"A legacy spanning millennia, vanished in a single day."
"Indeed, there has never been any power in this world that can truly last forever."
"Even the greatest emperors who once reigned supreme over the heavens eventually passed away, let alone sects in the mortal realm."
"Every power will eventually perish; this is perhaps the cycle of fate, from which no one can escape."
The Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan muttered to himself, his voice hoarse as if two rough stones were rubbing against each other.
Regarding the destruction of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, this ancient being who had lived for countless years had actually made some mental preparations deep down.
He had lived too long and witnessed too many rises and falls, knowing that when a power reaches its peak, it will inevitably decline.
However, he never expected that this day would come so quickly, and that his destruction would be so complete.
Just as Lin Hanzhou had previously speculated, this Tai Xuan Ancestor was indeed completely unaware of what was happening inside the Holy Land. He had no idea what kind of earth-shattering event would force the current Tai Xuan Holy Lord to resort to such a suicidal tactic as the self-destruction of the great formation.
The lifespan of the Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan was almost over; his life force was like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
In order to preserve the last bit of power to fight back when faced with a true life-or-death crisis in the Holy Land, he sealed himself in the divine source, severing all contact with the outside world and causing his vital signs to fall into an almost absolute state of stagnation.
That's why he can't perceive anything in the outside world.
The last time he received any information from the outside world was three years ago.
At that time, the contemporary Tai Xuan Holy Lord stood outside the Divine Source and respectfully reported to him that the other three holy lands of the Eastern Continent had formed an alliance and were preparing to target the Tai Xuan Holy Land.
Since then, the Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan has never come to awaken him again.
Tai Xuan Ancestor knew very well why it was for that purpose.
Each time he breaks free from the divine source and awakens, it is an irreversible and enormous drain on his already depleted life force.
The reason why the Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan didn't come to find him was that he wanted to let this old man live a little longer, and he wanted to save his last bit of strength for the most critical moment.
"Silly child..."
Tai Xuan Ancestor closed his eyes, and the spirited face of the current Tai Xuan Holy Lord appeared in his mind.
Based on the information he currently possesses, he naturally arrives at an extremely reasonable conclusion.
It must have been the work of the three holy lands that forcibly killed the Tai Xuan Holy Lord, leaving him no chance to ask for help.
Tai Xuan Ancestor stood at the edge of the abyss in a daze for a long time, like a stone statue that had lost its soul.
A moment later, his previously cloudy eyes were now completely replaced by icy coldness.
"Now that the Tai Xuan Holy Land has been destroyed, there is no point in me living on in this world."
"Let the remaining years of my lifespan be transformed into karmic fire that burns across the Eastern Continent."
The Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan murmured something in a low voice, and then he slowly took a step forward.
Om-!
The space rippled like water, and the figure of the Tai Xuan Ancestor, along with the large azure cauldron above his head, vanished from the spot in an instant.