Lu Zhou was surprised by the Unholy One’s words.
The Ten Great Dao was the ten Great Dao laws at the upper cores of the Pillars of Destruction. The source of the Pillars of Destruction’s power came from the abyss under it.
Now, the ten great laws had been comprehended by his disciples.
The Unholy One left behind the Ten Classics that corresponded to the poem that corresponded with his disciples.
Many thoughts appeared in Lu Zhou’s mind at this moment.
As expected, the Unholy One spoke about the Ten Classics next.
“Just a little more, and I’ll be able to break the shackles to eternal life and solve the mystery of the merit stone. Just a little more. I left behind the Ten Classics and was rebirthed dozens of times with power, and yet, all of them ended in failure… There’s always someone better than you in the world… There are all sorts of strange things in the world… I’ve been to many places and seen many things… There were pavilions that towered into the sky, masses of metals that flew in the sky, bricks that transmitted sound from thousands of miles away… There are also shocking poems…”
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou’s mood soured.
‘Does these words mean that I’m also a version of the Unholy One? He said that he had been rebirthed dozens of times and failed… Were Ji Tiandao and Lu Tiantong born that way?’
In fact, Lu Zhou had thought about this in the past as well. However, he felt it was ridiculous when he remembered that he came from a different place. He clearly remembered where he was born, where he went to school, his relatives, his friends, his classmates, and his teachers. Those things in the past were very real. How could he be the Unholy One incarnate?
Lu Zhou found this hard to accept.
The Unholy One continued to say, “I keep trying, but in the end, I can’t break the shackles. There’s a mistake in the rebirth… I hope this is the last mistake…”
‘Mistake? What mistake? Does it mean that I’m a mistake?’ Lu Zhou was puzzled. Since the Unholy One did not elaborate on the mistake, it was doomed to become another mystery of the Scripture of Sermons.
“I left the Scripture of Sermons behind. If a fated person obtains it, I hope to break the shackle and obtain eternal life…’
Lu Zhou was even more confused.
Lu Tiantong had obtained the Scripture of Sermons and hid it in the Nine Twist Illusory Formation. Did it mean that Lu Tiantong was the fated one?
The Unholy One’s words were too ambiguous. They could be interpreted in many ways, positively and negatively.
“I have successfully cultivated the perfect body. The perfect body has to do with the ten great laws. The laws exist in nature and among humans. Those who obtained reincarnation need to be able to endure hardship; those who obtained destruction need to be confident but flexible; those who obtained force need to be brave and honest; those who obtained the five elements need to know when the advance and when to retreat; those who obtained balance need to be just and abide by the rules; those who obtained space need to be tenacious and persistent; those who obtained fate need to be intelligent; those who obtained infinity need to be able to adaptable and resilient; those who obtained karma need to be broad-minded and benevolent; those who obtained inaction need to be free of distraction. These ten great laws give birth to ten light disks…”
The Unholy One sighed before he said, “What a pity. I only have eight light disks, and I can’t go any further…”
Lu Zhou was surprised. After a moment, he could not help but ask, “How many years will I lose activating the blue avatar’s final three Birth Charts?”
Unexpectedly, the projection answered Lu Zhou’s question albeit in an indirect manner. It was as though certain keywords would trigger a specific response.
“I cultivate the blue avatar. However, my energy isn’t pure so I couldn’t unleash its full potential… Perhaps, absorbing the power of the abyss is wrong? If the fated person chose to walk this path, he or she must have a lifespan of ten million years…”
Lu Zhou was shocked.
‘Ten million years!? It’s over! I thought it was safe to have more than a million years of life. I really didn’t expect I’d need ten million years! I’m already in the process of activating my final three Birth Charts, I can’t stop it now!’
“After activating the 36 Birth Charts, each light disk will cost a million years to form. Ten light disks will cost ten million years.”
Lu Zhou sighed in relief again. Fortunately, ten million years referred to the forming of ten light disks.
“The unrestrained avatar isn’t restricted by the rules of all cultivation paths. You can’t easily interrupt the cultivation of the avatar. You must remember this!”
With that, the figure disappeared into the darkness.
“I see,” Lu Zhou muttered to himself after listening to the last few sentences.
The blue avatar was different. That was why its speed, the lifespan it needed, and the leaves it sprouted were all different from the golden avatar.
According to the Unholy One, the Unholy One’s energy was not pure.
Lu Zhou wondered out loud, “In other words… What I’m facing is an even greater unknown variable. I might need even more than ten million years or I might need less. I could also gain more years of life from it. All in all, it’s not restricted by the rules, but it also doesn’t adhere to the rules?”
Unfortunately, up until now, the blue avatar did not increase Lu Zhou’s lifespan by much. If anything, it was like a vampire that was constantly absorbing the lifespan he gained from the golden avatar. If he did not have two avatars, he would have died long ago.
“The Unholy One didn’t have two avatars. So how did he survive?” Lu Zhou was puzzled again.
All of a sudden, Lu Zhou gained unprecedented clarity, completely separated from the Unholy One’s memories.
When he saw the golden merit stone that suddenly appeared in the darkness, he became confused again. He felt as though he had been the one standing in the dark earlier, talking.
Scenes and images appeared, weaving themselves into cohesive memories before they surged into his mind.
Time continued to pass…
Lu Zhou stayed in the Scripture of Sermons for a long time. He stayed until there was no movement at all before he forcefully withdrew his consciousness from the Scripture of Sermons.
…
At this moment, the ten Templars appeared on the northern horizon of Golden Court Mountain. They did not manifest their avatars, creating a shocking scene like they did when they first arrived at the golden lotus domain. Instead, they stood in a row and looked down at Golden Court Mountain.
The environment at Golden Court Mountain was very good, and it was rich with vitality energy. This was especially true for the mist-shrouded eastern pavilion that surged with rich vitality energy.
“What a rich vitality energy! It’s not inferior to the Great Void!” one of the Templars exclaimed in surprise.
“It’s not surprising. After all, this is where the Unholy One resides. He’s very powerful so we have to be on guard.”
The Templars could act high and mighty in front of the golden lotus cultivators, but in front of the Unholy One, they were all juniors. They were no different from ants on the ground even if they had Ming Xin and the Sacred Temple behind them. They did not dare to act rashly in front of the Unholy One.
“Don’t cause any conflict. According to His Majesty, we only need to display our strength.”
“Yes.”
The Templars cherished their lives, after all. They could vaguely guess the reason behind Ming Xin’s orders as well. What the Scales of Justice bestowed them wasn’t real power, after all. Even if they were on par with divine emperors for now, their fear of the Unholy One caused them to lose much of their imposing air.
“Let’s go.”
The ten Templars flashed and appeared in the sky above the Evil Sky Pavilion in just a blink of an eye. Then, one of them said in a clear voice that reverberated through the entire Golden Court Mountain, “I’m Nan Ping from the Sacred Temple. I wish to see the Unholy One.”
Alas, there was no response.
The Templar standing next to Nan Ping said in a low voice, “Isn’t it easy to offend him if you address him without a title?”
After all, the Unholy One was a nickname given to him by the Great Void.
“He was the Master of Grand Mystic Mountain, after all. Back then, his status was as high, if not higher, as Great Emperor Ming Xin and the Four Emperors of the Lost Lands.”
Nan Ping nodded. “You have a point. Then, in ancient times, how did everyone address him?”
“This…”
The other nine Templars were stumped. They shook their heads after a brief moment.
The Unholy One was a huge taboo in the Great Void. The younger generation, especially those in the Sacred Region, only knew that he was a very evil and terrifying figure. Apart from that, they did not know much about him.
Suddenly, one of the Templars pointed to the west.
“What’s that?”
A streak of auspicious light flew over from the west. It looked even more eye-catching due to the effect of the imbalance.
“Beast?”
“It’s an auspicious beast…”
