Free Web NovelChapter 1298: Chapter 500: Dual Soul Fusion! Daoist Venerable: Damn, I’ve Become a Rebel Disciple!
The white bone spear shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow, aimed straight at the Daoist Ancestor.
Boom——
With a powerful step, the ground beneath Chen Mo’s feet shattered, forming a ring-shaped pit as his figure suddenly vanished, reappearing in front of the Daoist Ancestor in an instant.
At this moment, the spear happened to pass by his side. He placed his palm on the butt of the spear and gave it a fierce push forward, pushing the speed up again, as if piercing through an invisible barrier. A white aura trailed behind as the spearhead ignited into blazing flames from the fierce friction with the air!
In a split second, before one could even react, the spear pierced through the Daoist Ancestor’s chest!
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A moment later, the sharp sound of the spear breaking through the air finally echoed!
From the moment the bone spear was thrown, the entire process took less than a breath, completely surpassing the limit of the naked eye’s observation!
The Daoist Ancestor seemed completely caught off guard, sitting there dumbfounded and immobile.
Chen Mo knew how strong the opponent was. Even though the true self had fallen and only a Dharma Body remained, it wasn’t easy to deal with.
Therefore, he did not stop there; his hand firmly gripped the spear’s shaft and gave it a powerful shake. The bone spear shattered inch by inch, sending splinters of white bone flying with such force that the Daoist Ancestor’s upper body was blown to pieces!
"This is..."
Seeing the scene before him, Chen Mo was momentarily stunned.
Not until this moment did he realize what the so-called "Dharma Body" was.
Beneath the Daoist Ancestor’s fair skin, there wasn’t a trace of flesh, but it was crammed with books! The yellowed pages were shredded by the Gang Qi and danced in the sky, filled with dense Taoist scriptures, alongside arts, talismans, alchemy, Yin-Yang, Five Elements, funeral rites... an innumerable array!
This body contained a complete Taoist Collection!
The Daoist Ancestor’s profound eyes looked at Chen Mo, with a faint smile on his lips, as if everything was within his expectation. He clapped and praised, "Good spear technique! It seems Pei Fengmian indeed picked a good disciple. In that case, I can’t let him outshine me."
Swoosh——
The pages turned on their own.
Countless symbols surged out, gathering above to form a black vortex, which, before Chen Mo could react, poured into his Sea of Consciousness like water being sucked up by a dragon.
The source seed emitted light, greedily absorbing these characters.
As the light grew increasingly intense, accompanied by a light ’crack,’ fine fissures spread across the seed, from which roots began to emerge, burying themselves in the Spirit Platform and growing rapidly at a visible speed.
Golden stems and roots interwove, finally forming an archway.
The door was shrouded in thick fog, with characters emerging occasionally, exuding a mysterious and profound aura.
Meanwhile, a system prompt flashed before him:
[Acquired Taoist Collection: The Door of All Laws.]
"That source seed was merely a vessel; this is my true Dao Fruit, a gift I prepared especially for you," the Daoist Ancestor said softly.
Chen Mo remained silent for a moment, then frowned and asked: "Why does it have to be me?"
"I just said that everything is destined, but there is another half-sentence I didn’t finish: The Dao’s transformation is neither fixed nor static, it reveals itself according to the situation."
The Daoist Ancestor continued, "Heaven moves with certainty, yet energy flows with uncertainty; the stars align, yet their glories are not fixed... You are both a variable and a constant, which path you take entirely depends on you."
Chen Mo listened waveringly, wanting to ask more, but the Daoist Ancestor just waved his hand, his voice tinged with fatigue:
"Do you see those rivers altering their courses as variables? Yet all rivers ultimately flow into the eastern sea; is this not a constant?"
"All variables eventually return to constants; all constants are transformations from variables... this is the marvel of the Great Dao, and it has a very fitting name, called: Cause and Effect." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
"If you can comprehend this Dao, there will be no one you cannot kill in this world. What of a True Dragon? As long as the time is long enough and the ’cause and effect’ accumulated is enough, it too can be obliterated..."
With the disappearance of the last page, the Daoist Ancestor’s body was completely hollowed out, leaving behind an empty shell.
Everything around began to collapse; the scorched earth beneath was devoured by the vast void, gradually contracting, and finally turning into a golden bell with flowing cloud script engraved on the surface.
Chen Mo only felt a blur before his eyes. When his vision cleared again, he found himself back in the dilapidated Daoist Temple.
Standing alone in the courtyard, it was as if everything he had just experienced was but an illusion.
Jingle——
A breeze blew past, gently swaying the wind chime hanging from the eaves, producing a crisp and pleasant sound.
Raising his hand, Chen Mo used a surge of Gang Qi to cut the hemp rope tied to the eaves, and the bell fell steadily into his palm.
[Acquired Rare Object: Mystic Bell.]
Looking at the system prompt, Chen Mo took a deep breath and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. "A Wind Attribute Spiritual Treasure, indeed one of the array hubs of the Qingzhou Secret Realm... turns out it wasn’t an illusion, the scorched earth truly existed..."
Though the Daoist Ancestor didn’t explicitly state it, he had a rough guess of what had happened.
In that battle a thousand years ago, the Human Race ultimately failed to completely obliterate Zhu Jiuyou, while all those Great Power Ancient Emperors perished one after another.
On the brink of death, the Daoist Ancestor exerted his might, forcibly ’excavating’ a piece of the Secret Realm and transferring the land and the Dharma Body, imbued with Daoist inheritance, back to the Sect, merging them with this Daoist Temple.
The true self had long perished in the Secret Realm, but consciousness had lingered until now, resulting in the simultaneous appearance of two ’corpses.’
And this fragmented region was precisely the Wind Formation, one of the four major array hubs of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water.
"Given this, the Array was indeed incomplete and unable to exert its full power. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have escaped so easily..."
