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Chapter 919 - Chapter 919 Chapter 588 Senior They Meant No Disrespect to You

Chapter 919: Chapter 588: Senior, They Meant No Disrespect to You Chapter 919: Chapter 588: Senior, They Meant No Disrespect to You Within just a short time, Cao Yu Sheng and Big Black Dog had already taken the first step, and the most crucial one at that, their speed so fast that it left Sanzang and Shen Ming deeply shocked.

Even in their declining years, they were capable of this. Had they been at the peak of their physical capabilities, it would have been even more exaggerated, unimaginable.

One should know that even other Burial Priests couldn’t achieve this step so readily, it would take a considerable amount of time.

In a certain sense, the potential of Cao Yu Sheng and Big Black Dog could now be discussed on par with a Golden Burial Officer. With such talent, they were born for the path of the Burial Priest, the natural Golden Burial Officers. Should they delve deep into this path, their future accomplishments would be unimaginable.

Both felt regretful, but at this point, there was no other choice.

As the days slowly passed, Cao Yu Sheng and Big Black Dog could no longer withstand it as their remaining time finally ran out. Even though Sanzang and Shen Ming provided some Treasure medicinal plants, it wasn’t enough to reverse the physical deficits brought about by their Realm.

The seasons cycled, all in the blink of an eye.

A year later.

Accompanied by an outburst of mist and the biting cold of frost, Cao Yu Sheng and Old Black Dog could hold on no longer.

In the last moments of their lives, Shi Hao brought various treasures that could preserve the body and consolidate the Primordial Spirit, and buried them together in the Burial Earth.

The Taiyin Moon Rabbit cried tears, its red eyes displaying its reluctance to part. Yet, the little rabbit was well aware that to save the plump one, this had to be done. The sorrow of the moment was for a longer companionship in the future.

Being buried here may yet offer a slim chance of reversing life and death, of coming back to life. The supreme entity of Liu Village had long Achieved Creation; it was unthinkable for her to act without purpose. To give such advice was an extraordinary grace. There was no need to doubt with such humble and overwhelming strength.

Moreover, without attempting, death was certain, and not the slightest fluke existed.

Before long, amidst the ashen Burial Earth shrouded by a thin mist, a small, unremarkable mound appeared on the horizon of the Burial Area.

It wasn’t large, but the freshly upturned soil was quite moist.

Shi Hao chose not to bury Cao Yu Sheng and Big Black Dog in separate places, but laid them to rest in the same grave, a sort of companionship on the road.

The journey was long, and it was far too lonely to walk it alone.

In the following days, he did not leave but stayed nearby.

Naturally, the little rabbit stayed as well. Under that small mound lay everything she had; how could she bear to leave!

Not far from the graves of Cao Yu Sheng and Big Black Dog, he purposefully cultivated a field to plant carrots and built a wooden hut on the side for rest.

She planned to stay there until Cao Yu Sheng returned. If, in the end, she did not see his return, she would dig up Cao Yu Sheng’s grave and have herself buried in it so they could be companions on the Netherworld Road!

Shi Hao, on the other hand, did not think so far ahead. However, he did not cultivate either. During this time, Shi Hao constantly pondered the words that Jiang Hui had spoken to him back in Liu Village.

He understood that those words held profound meanings, truths he had yet to grasp. Should he unravel them, he could undoubtedly learn the secrets to Breakthrough Realm and become King.

At the same time, Shi Hao held a bit of a grudge.

He did not understand why figures of such stature liked to speak in riddles, always leaving half unsaid. Wasn’t speaking plainly much less tiring?

But after all, as a junior, how could he completely understand the thoughts of his elders? Perhaps The Master of Liu Village had reasons unknown to him.

In the time that followed, Shi Hao calmed his mind completely. Not a ripple stirred in his spirit; he was tranquil, as if in deep devotion towards Enlightenment.

He sat on a large, bare majestic rock, eyes tightly shut, motionless.

In the heavens above, the bloody sun rose and fell sharply, and countless seasons seemed to flash by in an instant.

Shi Hao, day in and day out for years, appeared petrified, unaffected by the dust and sand covering him, truly resembling a withered stone. If one did not look carefully, they would hardly notice there was a person sitting on the rock.

Over these years, Shi Hao thought about many things. Though his body had become as rigid as rock, his mind was a tumult of thoughts, as though waves surged tirelessly, not quiet for a moment.

He replayed his past experiences in his mind, scenes from days gone by as if they had occurred just yesterday.

This was not done in idleness.

Only by truly understanding oneself could one genuinely make progress!

This saying was what the Willow God gave him before embarking on the point of no return, and he kept it close to his heart.

Indeed, only by truly understanding oneself could one find a bit of clarity amid the swirling dust, the most suitable and indeed the correct path.

In the blink of an eye, countless more years passed, and the Burial Area remained just as silent, always seemingly on the verge of a breeze.

Vaguely, Shi Hao felt as though he perceived something, a fleeting glimpse before his eyes, a premonition of some revelation.

At that moment.

Rain unexpectedly arrived, drizzling down from the grey shrouded heavens, landing on Shi Hao. The instant chill penetrated his bones, sending a tremor through his body, while his mind flashed as if struck by a deafening thunderclap.