Chapter 360
Chapter 360
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Translator: Ace
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Chapter Title: True Life and the Binding Dragon Axe
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"Truly alive?"
After hearing Lu Yang's words, Tingyou Ancestor was momentarily stunned. He then took the *Immortal Embryo Eternal Life Secret Record* that Lu Yang handed over and flipped through it with furrowed brows.
A moment later, he let out a deep breath of turbid air.
"It really works."
But as the words fell, he turned back to Lu Yang and said in a low voice, "Why the sudden desire for me to revive? That True Lord hasn't died yet."
"Doesn't Ancestor want to take revenge personally?"
Lu Yang said solemnly, "There's still fifty years. If Ancestor can truly revive and return to peak Foundation Establishment, there's a chance to attempt Golden Core!"
Tingyou Ancestor grew even more puzzled upon hearing this and frowned. "Attempt Golden Core? Where does the hope come from? That old ghost from the Ye family is merely in seclusion, not fallen. The [Earth on the Wall] still has an owner. Even if I recover my former peak, seeking Golden Core would be impossible. I'd still be a withered bone in a grave."
"There is hope, Ancestor."
Lu Yang pointed to the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner behind him. "With Ancestor's talent, if you absorb the embryonic fruit position inside for your own use, wouldn't there be hope?"
At these words, Tingyou Ancestor was instantly stunned.
He had never even considered the embryonic fruit position within the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner. In his view, it was undoubtedly Lu Yang's trump card for seeking Golden Core.
But now, he was giving it to him?
"No."
Tingyou Ancestor immediately shook his head. "The Golden position is hard to obtain. This embryonic fruit position is vital for you. If I use it, it would harm your path."
Lu Yang waved his hand dismissively. "My mind is set. No need for more words. Ancestor, you know as well—reaching the step for seeking Golden Core within fifty years is very difficult for me. But you have hope. You break through first, then protect me as I seek Golden Core. That's the way to maximize our benefits."
"After all, we still need to revive the Witch-Ghost Dao, don't we?"
At this point, a brilliant smile appeared on Lu Yang's face. "In time, Ancestor personally slaying that old ghost from the Ye family—wouldn't that be delightful?"
"This..."
Tingyou Ancestor held his breath. First protecting someone else to break through to Golden Core, then having them protect him in return—what immense trust was this?
He had never even heard of such a thing!
Even between blood brothers, master and disciple, father and son—with a Golden Core path right in front of them, who would give it up? They'd fight tooth and nail for it!
Realizing this, Tingyou Ancestor was truly moved.
"...Very well." His expression turned solemn as he performed an ancient salute toward Lu Yang. "I accept. If I achieve Golden Core, I will do everything to help you break through."
"You're too courteous, Ancestor."
Lu Yang maintained the etiquette of a disciple, giving full emotional value. "This junior disciple only hopes Ancestor achieves great things and one day gloriously expands our Witch-Ghost Dao."
Of course, it wouldn't matter if Tingyou Ancestor didn't promise.
The banner spirit, refined by the *Book of a Hundred Lives*, was under Lu Yang's absolute control. Even if Tingyou Ancestor succeeded in seeking Golden Core, escape would be impossible.
But there was no need to say that aloud.
It would hurt the feelings too much.
‘Even if I can't seek Golden Core in this life, it's not a loss if Ancestor succeeds. With a Golden Core leading the way to reopen, who could stop me from rampaging?’
Of course, that was still far off.
A millennium of clinging to survival had worn Tingyou Ancestor down immensely. Even absorbing an original body for some recovery, the gap couldn't be filled instantly.
‘Even revived, Ancestor can't ascend to the heavens in one step and return to peak Foundation Establishment. He'll have to start from early Foundation Establishment, step by step recovering his former talents and divine abilities. But with Ancestor's aptitude and talent, plus my help, fifty years should suffice.’
The urgent matter was revival first!
Lu Yang had long planned for this. Forming an immortal embryo required at least one upper-grade spirit treasure—and didn't a perfect target present itself right now?
Above Skull Mountain, myriad illusory colors blended into one.
The vitality that once belonged to the Divine Martial Sect's sect master—grand and blazing like the rising sun—was now reduced to a flickering flame, on the verge of extinction at any moment.
It had to be admitted that the Divine Martial Sect had some substance.
Its sect master might not rank high in battle power among late Foundation Establishment cultivators, but his vitality surged like an ocean, incredibly resilient. He'd endured half an hour without dying.
Of course, this was also because the peak Foundation Establishment Xiang Ye hadn't truly gone all out. He focused more on suppressing the sect master while calming the spiritual energy, dissipating the battle's aftershocks to avoid damaging the eight hundred li of Skull Mountain below, which could fracture the earth veins and draw heavenly punishment.
"Boom!"
With a final thunderous roar, the heavy illusory colors blotted out the sky, pressing down on an elder with wild hair and beard, clutching a gleaming giant axe in his hand.
This was the Divine Martial Sect's supreme treasure.
The [Divine Martial Binding Flood Dragon Axe]!
This upper-grade spirit treasure specialized in slaughter. At this moment, it was urged to its limit by the sect master, the flood dragon on the axe seeming to come fully alive.
In momentum, the elder still appeared majestic.
Yet his back gradually hunched, hair disheveled, eyes filled with despair. He seemed to take a step, only to suddenly stumble.
The next second, he let out a blood-weeping howl:
"The Divine Martial Sect is finished!"
The heartrending cry echoed deafeningly—this was the last trace the Divine Martial Sect left in this stretch of heaven and earth, only to be mercilessly drowned out.
"Hahaha!"
"I should have known this day would come... When the Sword Pavilion's immortal edict came to establish the sect here, I should have realized it would end like this one day—"
The Divine Martial Sect master's voice cut off abruptly.
Before the words finished, he swung the axe!
In an instant, dragon roars and tiger howls rang out as the axe cleaved the heavens, truly slicing through the curtain formed by [Star Hidden Radiance], streaking toward the northern border.
"Hm?"
Seeing this, a black-robed youth in the vault of the sky suddenly raised his brows, gazing down with a hint of doubt.
"...Hong Ju?"
He knew the Divine Martial Sect master's level all too well—no way he could break his divine ability. Did he really think some explosive miracle existed in this world?
If there was, it had to be someone meddling from behind!
Racking his brains, Xiang Ye figured only Hong Ju, another peak Foundation Establishment great cultivator, would make such a move. But what was the reason?
The Divine Martial Sect master himself didn't escape.
What escaped was merely the upper-grade spirit treasure [Divine Martial Binding Flood Dragon Axe], fleeing toward the sect's mountain gate—still a turtle in a jar.
"...Not good!"
The next instant, Xiang Ye seemed to realize something, his expression changing drastically. He then poured his divine ability to its limit, peering toward the Divine Martial Sect with extreme vision.
Far in the northern border, within the Divine Martial Sect.
The sect's destiny and merit, once soaring to the clouds, had been utterly plundered. The treasury, once stuffed with spiritual materials, was now bare enough for rats to dance.
"You beast! Dare to snatch my beard!?"
Xiang Ye flew into a rage, never imagining someone would steal food from the tiger's mouth. While he dealt with the sect's True Person, the other raided the lair!
Then, a streak of axe-light descended into the Divine Martial Sect.
It was none other than the upper-grade spirit treasure [Divine Martial Binding Flood Dragon Axe]. Lu Yang reached out and effortlessly claimed it, then gave Xiang Ye a slight smile.
"Courting death!"
Xiang Ye moved to strike at once, but a veil of divine ability splendor blocked his view, and Lu Yang's figure vanished from the spot.
"Hong Ju, it really is you!"
Xiang Ye's brows shot up, only to see Hong Ju standing with hands bound amid the divine splendor, his bright yellow eyes like lamp flames meeting his with a trace of bitterness.
"Mission accomplished!"
Lu Yang fled all the way, using [Calamity Wave] to sever the karma. As for cleaning up, naturally leave it to Hong Ju—to take the blame!