Chapter 892 - The Truth (II) (1/2)
Chapter 892: The Truth (II)
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Taoist Cundi was one of the most mysterious and ancient Celestial Immortals. His death was seriously against the natural order of things. It was futile to think he could be resurrected. For a living being at Cundi’s level, resurrection not only involved re-awakening of the spirit, but also required a recovery of the physical body. Only then could he achieve true immortality and restore himself to his peak form. If he could not, then he would not have the same level of strength when fighting with his enemies, even if he was fully resurrected. So he went into hiding.
While preparing for his resurrection, Cundi wanted to restore a part of the strength he had before. This decision that made him feel somewhat desperate, but he had never thought that he only needed to wait five eras for this opportunity to arrive.
Zhou Bao was originally an unremarkable Separated Po thought who grew into a Tribulation Taker. He had unintentionally learned two of the Seven Wonderful Techniques and had ambitions of becoming an Omnipotent Sage of the era. The Omnipotent Sage was the last Celestial Immortal of each era, collecting luck throughout the era. With an Omipotent Sage’s luck, he could restore part of his strength, at least more than enough to protect himself. Therefore, when he secretly led Zhou Bao, he used his luck and made him collect the Seven Wonderful Techniques and enter the Immortal Realm. Finally, when he went deeper into the Treasure-snatching Rock, he was swallowed up.
All of this had gone according to his plan. He did not care in the slightest about Jade Emperor Sage; he was just a minor Celestial Immortal. In Zhou Bao’s eyes, he was an undefeatable tyrant, but for Taoist Cundi he was no threat at all.
In this era, he became a Celestial Immortal and had taken shortcuts to get there., He was weak, and could be easily snuffed out between two fingers, so of course, what was needed now was for his body strength to meet the necessary requirements.
“This is really a useless object. It absorbed all of the spawn of the Primordial Demonic Ape Zhuyan and practiced the Seven Wonderful Techniques. Up to now, the body has not been strong enough to inherit one-thousandth of my spirit. If it can’t even do that, is it worth all the bother?”
The conflict with Jade Emperor Sage was turning red hot. He did not take Jade Emperor seriously, but because he was occupying Zhou Bao’s physical body, he had not reached the Celestial Immortal realm yet. Although he had an extremely strong spirit, he had no way of defeating the emperor. By now, Jade Emperor had really gone all out to fight for his last chance of victory. The Axe of Fate in his hands grew even more violent in its attacks.
“Axe of Fate, Thunder of Fate, do you think you are a venerable Dao Ancestor?” Cundi laughed coldly, raising his fist to intercept the Axe of Fate.
Bang!!!
His fist and the axe were both blasted to pieces.
“You b*stard. That’s my body!” In the Sea of Consciousness, Zhou Bao roared fiercely. Although he could not control his body, he could still see and feel it clearly. The fist and the Axe of Fate, or rather, Heavenly Jade Technique and the Snake-like Breath Holding Skill, united and produced an explosive attack that caused harm to both parties.
It ended in mutual destruction. The Real Zhuyan Body, Seven Wonderful Techniques and the Mysterious Divine Light could not recover their pure, destructive superiority. It was a complete annihilation. Everything disappeared and not a trace remained.
“That damn guy! I didn’t think I had given him a way out at all! He’s only using my physical body to sort out all the problems before his resurrection.” In a moment, Zhou Bao understood Taoist Cundi’s intentions.
He really did not need Zhou Bao’s body; he did not need it to come back to life. It was only an expendable tool to protect his real body. Zhou Bao’s spirit was his nourishment, although it was insufficient to fill him up. But Zhou Bao had to admit that his own existence was in its very nature, a tragedy.
A tragedy scripted by someone else.
It was as if Cundi wanted to make him understand this, in order to destroy his rebelliousness.
He laughed mischievously. “I really did not think that my history was this bizarre. These legendary masters really did blow hot and cold in their strategies!” At times like this when Zhou Bao was despondent, his Primordial Sword Spirit, which had almost been completely obliterated, would send him some weak messages.