Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 598 - 598 617 Heavenly Sect Master

598: Chapter 617 Heavenly Sect Master 598: Chapter 617 Heavenly Sect Master Biyou Palace!

Everywhere around, the void gave birth to existence, and only a beam of Chaos Light guided Ye Xuan’s direction.

He walked leisurely, occasionally surveying the Saint’s practice ground, but apart from the circulating aura of Chaos, Ye Xuan didn’t see a single living creature.

It might have been an hour, maybe a year, Ye Xuan didn’t know how long he had been walking within the Biyou Palace until a speck of light in front of him burst forth, and a cyan portal appeared before his eyes.

Hum!

Waves of Chaos aura rushed towards him; the cyan portal rotated like a vortex, seemingly leading to a place of mystery, giving off an impression of vast, profound greatness.

Without any hesitation or doubt, Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped into the cyan portal.

He knew that inside this portal was one of The Three Pure Ones, the Heavenly Sect Master, the only person who could help him now.

…

The sound of a babbling brook was continuous, and a gentle breeze blew.

When Ye Xuan opened his eyes, he found himself in the midst of a natural landscape with green mountains and clear waters.

The chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers and grass filled the air.

Ancient pines shot up from the ground, with birds singing intermittently.

A crystal-clear stream flowed slowly, and there stood a thatched cottage in the distance.

In front of the cottage was a piece of farmland, where a person was working, back turned to Ye Xuan, wielding a hoe and tending the land, making it impossible for Ye Xuan to see their face.

Step—step—step.

Ye Xuan walked forward, and with each step he took, the sound echoed through this realm, until he reached the person’s back.

Yet the individual continued tilling the land, without any indication of turning around, as if not aware of Ye Xuan’s presence.

Utter silence prevailed, and Heaven and Earth seemed soundless.

The two stood side by side, neither speaking, with the person persistently waving the hoe, continually softening the soil beneath, but what was especially strange was that for every bit of earth loosened, no seed was sown—instead, the now-loose soil was buried again, repeating in cycle.

“After all the hoeing without seeds, what exactly are you planting, and when will it bloom and bear fruit?” After some indeterminate amount of time, Ye Xuan spoke calmly.

Hum!

Time seemed to stop, and space appeared to freeze.

The swinging hoe no longer fell, and the dimensions around them subtly twisted as the person slowly turned to look at Ye Xuan.

“What I plant is the human heart; what grows is cause and effect.”

A striking face, elegant like a scholar, black hair draped behind the head, he was smiling at Ye Xuan without a hint of mortal strife in his demeanor.

If not for seeing with his own eyes, Ye Xuan could hardly believe that the esteemed Heavenly Sect Master, one of The Three Pure Ones, could appear like a scholar—where was the domineering and ruthless air of which legends spoke?

The Heavenly Sect Master—this name is unmatched across the ages, an extremely formidable presence among the six Great Saints.

In the Sealing God Tribulation, the Sect Master faced four Great Saints alone and, although he eventually retreated to the Biyou Palace, his renown spread throughout the Three Realms, leaving all Spirits in awe.

However, when Ye Xuan truly saw the Heavenly Sect Master, he didn’t sense any malice, nor did he feel any Saintly might; it was as if their meeting was that of old friends reuniting after many years.

Saint!

Ye Xuan had only seen two Saints, the first was naturally Nuwa, while the second was the Heavenly Sect Master before him.

Nuwa, exalted and supreme, had given him the sensation of a Saint’s unsurpassable grandeur, yet the Heavenly Sect Master did not carry any semblance of a Saint’s majesty; he spoke with Ye Xuan as if he were a mere mortal.

“What is the human heart?

What is cause and effect?” Ye Xuan whispered to himself, his eyes fixated on the Heavenly Sect Master.

“All beings have spirits, and desires breed.

Even Saints are no exception.

The so-called human heart is the seven emotions and six desires of man, and the so-called cause and effect are the entanglements of gratitude, grudges, love, and hatred born from these emotions and desires,” the Heavenly Sect Master replied with a smile.

“My young friend, come with me.”

The Heavenly Sect Master strolled forward as green lotuses blossomed beneath his feet.

The world around them suddenly changed, transforming into a vast starry sky, instantly placing both individuals amongst the boundless stars.

Boom!

Crimson meteors streaked across the vast starry sky, and a billion li of the Star Sea surged.

Ye Xuan and the Heavenly Sect Master stood side by side, observing the changing constellations as if they were witnessing the trajectories of the universe’s operation.

“All things cycle from life to death; this is the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, which no one can alter.

People often say that Saints are immortal, but in truth, they do not know that even Heaven and Earth have their day of Silent Annihilation.

And so-called Saints, born from Heaven and Earth, shall be buried alongside them when the end comes,” the Heavenly Sect Master spoke in a hoarse voice, his aura slightly mournful.

“Saints seek the path of Transcendence, those below the Saints vie for the Saint Position, and thus cause and effect arise in the Three Realms.

To maintain the stability of the Three Realms, the countless cycles of calamities were brought forth.”

With a point of his finger, the Heavenly Sect Master twisted the space-time of the world once again; panoramic and majestic scenes unfurled before them, continuously appearing before Ye Xuan’s eyes.

The Dragon and Phoenix Catastrophe, the Witch Demon War, the Sealing God Tribulation—as these scenes rapidly passed by in the starry sky, one by one they imprinted upon Ye Xuan’s eyes, deepening the solemnity of his expression as his thoughts remained cryptic.

Stars shattered, the earth sunk, mountains and rivers crumbled, Spirits wept—the cataclysmic battles that obliterated heaven and earth left the Primordial Land lacerated, and the deafening war cries vibrated souls to their core.

Daluo Golden Immortals spilled their blood across Changtian, Quasi-Saints perished with their souls scattering across the starry expanse, and even Saints crushed the Primordial Land with their might.

The heavens collapsed, the earth sank, numberless beings were buried amidst the destruction.

These visions left Ye Xuan silently watching, his fists slightly clenched, his forehead’s veins throbbing, evidencing his inner turmoil.

Daluo met tragic deaths, Quasi-Saints fell; even the Primordial Land was pierced by the Saints’ might.

Ye Xuan bore witness to the Heavenly Sect Master’s final showdown with the four Great Saints.

The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation obliterated billions of miles of the world, that boundless Light of Slaughter ravaged heaven and earth—countless Daluo Golden Immortals turned to ash, and Quasi-Saints perished within the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

Blood, vivid blood, stunning to the extreme, drenched every inch of the Primordial Land.

In the battle of the five Great Saints, no one could intervene; so-called Quasi-Saints were but insects before them.

Ye Xuan trembled, not just in spirit, but also physically.

He had finally witnessed the terrifying might of Saints, and he truly understood the meaning of “below the Saints, all are insects.”

Since Ye Xuan began his Cultivation journey, a full ten thousand years had passed.

Along the way, he had faced countless trials, leaving behind a Blood Sea Corpse Mountain.

However, watching the grand battle among Saints today, he felt an innate sense of frailty and powerlessness.

Without becoming a Saint, one is ultimately just an insect!