
The Road to Seeking Immortality Ends in Mist
by Xuantao 1.2
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Luo Chenxuan, a concubine from a poor family, received all the cold treatment, just because he was unwilling to do so: one day when he ascends to the Immortal Palace, he will make all living beings bow their heads! Relying on a piece of mysterious sapphire, he walked on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to reach immortality. He is extremely gifted. He can condense the seventh-grade golden elixir, break the shackles of the Nascent Soul, understand the mechanism of eight kalpas to refine the void, and achieve the Taoist Immortal Body. Wherever he points his sharp edge, the geniuses of all worlds bow their heads. Everyone in the world said: This son should be regarded as the supreme god, controlling the ups and downs of all realms! However, the path to immortality is full of obstacles. The dearest teacher died to protect the Tao, and the soul of the confidante was scattered in the sea of stars to protect the mortal world. The words "strength should be protected rather than trampled" are like thunder splitting the ice of obsession. On the journey to the sea of stars, I passed through countless glorious realms, but all I saw were the withered bones of the stars; at the end of the ancient ruins, I was shocked to see the carvings of the "cage" that spanned the ages! Only then did we realize that the stars and the universe are just bloody pastures cast by the glorious fairyland. The truth is like a knife: The so-called cultivation is nothing but a carefully crafted scam! The deeper you practice, the more your own origin will be exploited by the "immortal law". The so-called ascension is just a higher-level harvesting point! What the Ascension Pool washes away is not only the mortal body, but also the self and authenticity. The so-called Immortal Emperor is nothing more than the queen bee and the jailer at the top of the cage! Under eternity, there is endless slavery and a gluttonous feast for the common people! Luo Chenxuan smiled when the white-haired Immortal Emperor was twisting threads with the light of thousands of souls on the throne made of billions of stars to weave a more gorgeous cage. He held up the ancient long sword named "Wenwen", and pointed the sword's edge directly at the "Original Pool of Heavenly Dao" in the depths of nothingness that connects all realms. All his life's questions, the blood and tears of his closest relatives, and the sorrow and indignation of the common people were all turned into one sword-- "I am not the Immortal Emperor! I am not the New God!"
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