My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 1201 - 852 Can Fate Sin Really Kill?_2

Chapter 1201: Chapter 852 Can Fate Sin Really Kill?_2

In the end, the opponent was still sealed, and this was just a part of the extended power.

...

As flesh and blood disappeared, the world suddenly fell into silence.

One monk after another stared blankly at Wang Zijia, who was rapidly dissipating behind them.

Today, everyone finally understood what it meant to be a reincarnated ancient cultivator, what it meant to be a scion of the Dao Court, and what it meant to be an ancient power.

They also finally understood why the Sanqing Palace had invested so heavily.

This damn thing wasn’t just Shen Hong’s preparation for the Fifth Saint; it was already Shen Hong’s Fifth Saint!

To be able to play a decisive role in such a sacred battle, you’re not just a Dao Controller; you’re better than a Dao Controller!

"Cough cough!"

The eerie silence lasted only a moment before being broken by a light cough.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Teacher!"

The four saints had just completed the stabilization of the seal when they simultaneously gathered around the Old Taoist and called out to the coughing elder with concern on their faces.

The Old Taoist waved his hand and said indifferently, "It’s nothing, just an old issue!"

However, Wang Zijia clearly saw that as the elder coughed, his right hand continuously shifted between a skin-and-bones skeletal state and a flesh-and-blood state. Although he seemed nonchalant, his aura appeared to be faintly fluctuating.

As a Dao Controller of at least the Taiyi Realm, whose entire being had been transformed by the rules, any physical changes indicated a problem with the Dao Consistency; it was obvious that the elder had a serious issue.

"Your disciples are incapable and have disturbed Master’s restorative retreat..."

The Old Taoist raised his hand to stop the speech, turned his head to look at Wang Zijia, and his gaze was inexplicable.

For a moment, his indifferent eyes seemed to flash with extremely complex emotions.

Reminiscence?

Nostalgia?

Mistiness?

Regret?

Extremely complex, yet fleeting. A moment later, it was back to sheer indifference, as if all had been seen through.

Wang Zijia also looked at the elder.

Without any surprises, he was the oldest cultivator in the Shen Hong Immortal Realm, who had at least lived through the Fourth Epoch, a Dao Court ancient power.

Zhang Deqi?

A member of the Zhang Family?

Direct Lineage or side branch?

If it was the Direct Lineage, wouldn’t that mean he was also a transmigrator?

Or was it simply innate wisdom?

What was his status in the Dao Court back then?

...

As they looked at each other, Wang Zijia suddenly asked with a puzzled face, "Have we met before?"

Zhang Deqi smiled and shook his head, saying, "We probably haven’t met."

Wang Zijia still looked at Zhang Deqi with confusion, feeling a sense of familiarity the more he looked, but upon searching his memory, he was sure he hadn’t met him.

A Dao Court Old Monster?

"Cough cough!" The elder coughed again.

This time, half of his body kept switching between skeletal and flesh-and-blood states with each cough.

Clearly, his condition was originally extremely serious, and the brief battle just now had aggravated it a lot.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"..."

The four saints, being close, had evidently seen this too, and each showed concern and worry on their faces.

The elder looked at the four, then at Wang Zijia, and said to the five of them, "I’ll be waiting for you at the observatory!"

With that, the elder vanished from everyone’s sight.

Wang Zijia watched this scene, furrowing his brow slightly.

The four saints returned to their senses, first saying to Wang Zijia, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, on returning to the golden immortal rank!"

"Congratulations, Chi Yang Immortal Venerate!"

"Congratulations, Immortal Venerate, on proving the Dao!"

"..."

At this moment, the cultivators on the ground who had been watching the sky also began to pay their respects en masse.

Wang Zijia nodded slightly in response, then after Zhang Daoxuan said a few words to the cultivators in the sky, he turned to Wang Zijia and said, "Shall we go, Fellow Daoist Chi Yang, to meet our Master?"

"Am I coming too?" asked Wang Zijia.

"Of course, didn’t the Master just command us?" replied Zhang Daoxuan.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia looked at the cultivators below and, without further delay, said, "Then I will be in your care."

Perfect, he was quite curious about this elder too.

The five of them spoke as they vanished from the spot.

...

After the five had left, the cultivators from Taiching Palace immediately began organizing the site.

And as the five departed, the cultivators all blew up with excitement.

With today’s events, Wang Zijia was destined to become a trending figure in the Shen Hong Taoist School for a long time to come.

His various legends, identities, background stories, and emotional experiences were destined to be headliners for quite some time.

And the Spirit Suppressing Pavilion was likely to enter a new phase of rapid development and take off once again.

...

As Zhang Daoxuan and the others led Wang Zijia deeper into Taiching Palace, Zhang Daoxuan took the initiative to say to Wang Zijia:

"Just now, our Master was also the founder of the Sanqing Palace and once a foundational figure and guide for the entire Dao Court."

"Our Master, like you, is an existence that survived the Fourth Epoch."

"But unlike you, Fellow Daoist Chi Yang, who underwent reincarnation and cultivation anew, our Master directly withstood the ordeal and thus suffered severe injuries."

"He was the one who, after the demise of the Fourth Epoch and amidst the great disaster of the World Collision Ruins, managed with great mana to rebuild after the disaster, barely preserving the remnants of Shen Hong, saving countless worlds, and keeping the legacy alive."

"Because of this, our Master has been injured even more, finally reaching an unsolvable state."

"So in the Fifth Era, he seldom appeared, spending most of his time healing, which is why today in Shen Hong there are only a few legends about him, and few people know of his existence."

"After he taught us a few disciples, he even spent more time in long-term retreat, oftentimes for tens of thousands of years."