Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation-Chapter 358 - 353 Life and Death Mirror

"That must be the Immortal Artifact inside, seized by Wu Zhanxia for himself," someone in the crowd responded. "It's odd that he didn't take it away."

"Sect Master Ding, I know what this is," a somewhat chubby fellow stepped forward, bowing to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan's gaze landed on the chubby man, and he spoke indifferently, "You are talented."

This was the person who had discreetly provided a way out for Wu Zhanxia before without causing him to lose face.

"Sect Master Ding, you flatter me," Che Zhongzi quickly responded.

"Che Zhongzi, if you have something to say, then speak quickly. Don't dawdle," Qi Yonghan had no good feelings towards this chubby man.

This man offended no one and was especially ingratiating towards Wu Zhanxia, holding a certain status here.

Che Zhongzi revealed an honest smile: "Brother Qi is right."

After saying this, he looked at Ding Huan again, "Sect Master Ding, this bamboo forest is called the Life and Death Forest, and it's not a good place…"

Hearing Che Zhongzi call this place the Life and Death Forest tightened everyone's hearts, some people even looked back to see if they could escape in time should the situation arise.

Che Zhongzi did not regard the crowd's mood and continued:

"The reason this bamboo forest is called the Life and Death Forest is because of that fog. The fog may seem harmless, but if you dare enter it, your body will be torn apart and your Primordial Spirit shattered immediately.

And this fog originates from this Life and Death Mirror…"

"This Big Tripod is called the Life and Death Mirror?" Ding Huan asked, puzzled.

Che Zhongzi nodded, "Yes, this is the Life and Death Mirror. In fact, Wu Zhanxia was able to use the Immortal Array to lock down this gorge, and nearly harmed Sect Master Ding using the Life and Death Domain, all because of this Life and Death Mirror."

"Are you saying Wu Zhanxia refined the Life and Death Mirror?" Ding Huan was somewhat skeptical.

Che Zhongzi shook his head, "No, Wu Zhanxia did want to refine the Life and Death Mirror, but his power was limited. Despite trying for hundreds of years, he made no progress.

However, he later discovered some patterns and, using some Dao Principles of the Life and Death Mirror, he simulated our living area—the Cultivator Avenue District—into a fake Immortal Bridge Space."

"I've long suspected there was something off with the Immortal Bridge Dao Rhythm here, it figures," someone in the crowd said discontentedly.

Ignoring him, everyone's gaze fell back on Che Zhongzi.

"Wu Zhanxia was focused on refining the Life and Death Mirror, but despite using so many years, he couldn't refine it. And that vortex, indeed, leads to a higher Boundary…"

Someone interrupted Che Zhongzi's speech, "Fellow Daoist Che, can this place truly lead to the Immortal Realm?"

High-level vortexes—weren't they the Immortal Realm?

Che Zhongzi replied, "Indeed, this is because the Life and Death Mirror is here. Any cultivator who tries to leave through this vortex will be swept into it."

Hearing this, everyone felt disheartened.

Ding Huan sternly asked, "Was the Life and Death Mirror intentionally placed here by someone?"

Che Zhongzi responded, "I don't know about that. Based on Wu Zhanxia's many years of research on the Life and Death Mirror, he concluded,

that only by reaching the true Immortal Bridge Realm is there a chance to escape the deadly suction of the Life and Death Mirror and rush into the vortex."

Hearing this, everyone's gaze dimmed.

Che Zhongzi fell silent for a moment, then continued, "Actually, every year Wu Zhanxia brings people here to try various methods to enter the vortex without being sucked away by the Life and Death Mirror. Evidently, Wu Zhanxia has failed.

Until now, Wu Zhanxia has not found a good solution."

"Could it be that Wu Zhanxia, after failing to ascend through simulating the Immortal Bridge Space, thought to send the local cultivators to their deaths here as a way to find an escape?" Ding Huan inquired.

Che Zhongzi sighed, "That must be the case. Over the past few years, I gradually distanced myself from Wu Zhanxia. If it weren't for the impossibility of leaving here, I would have already left this place.

Sect Master Ding, if you hadn't come, I estimate it would have been another two or three years before I came here to make attempts for Wu Zhanxia."

"Fellow Daoist Che Zhongzi, when does the fog typically emanate from the river?" someone in the crowd inquired.

Che Zhongzi answered, "It usually happens every twelve two-hour periods. If after the fog appears there are people still here, they will instantly have their bodies torn apart and their Primordial Spirits destroyed."

Ding Huan's gaze fell on the Life and Death Mirror. This Life and Death Mirror was of such a high grade that he was unable to deduce anything about it.

Wu Zhanxia's cultivation realm was similar to his own, but in terms of understanding the Great Dao, Ding Huan was confident he was miles ahead of Wu Zhanxia.

Wu Zhanxia being unable to refine the Life and Death Mirror didn't mean that he couldn't.

If he could refine the Life and Death Mirror, did that mean everyone could enter the vortex before them in search of their Immortal Fate?

As powerful as the Life and Death Mirror might be, it probably wasn't stronger than his own iron pot.

If he could refine the first layer of prohibition of the Life and Death Mirror within ten two-hour periods, he could bind the corroding Great Dao fog within it.

Furthermore, he would be able to control the deadly sweep of the Life and Death Mirror affecting those cultivators entering the vortex.

Thinking to himself, Ding Huan spoke, "I will try to control the life-and-death suction of the Life and Death Mirror and these Devouring Dao Fogs. If you believe in me, wait here; if you don't, please feel free to leave."

Che Zhongzi was the first to respond, "Sect Master Ding, we trust you one hundred percent."

"Yes, we trust Sect Master Ding," the others echoed.

Yet, those who had come with Ding Huan remained silent.

Ding Huan knew better than anyone that those who truly believed in him were the few who had entered with him.

Those who verbally expressed their trust were just paying lip service, and if there really was a problem, they would likely be the first to flee.

Ding Huan didn't mind; he walked to the edge of the river of fog and directly constructed a Great Universe Technique Circulation.

The Great Universe Technique Circulation enveloped the Life and Death Mirror, and in the first cycle, infinite streams of deathly and life-giving energies swarmed toward him.

These energies were mottled and chaotic, almost overwhelming even Ding Huan's vast Tao Universe Sea of Consciousness.

Ding Huan furiously operated the Great Universe Technique, with the Milky Way in his Tao Universe shining brilliantly, infinite Dao Principle energies fluctuated like endless ripples in a vast river.

The Star Bridge connected twelve star systems that kept rotating, dragging all mottled Dao Rhythms into the Milky Way, which erased all mottleness, leaving behind only the pure forms of various Dao Principles.

During the initial few cycles, Ding Huan had to endure the assaults of various mottled Dao Rhythms. As these mottled energies were continually swept into the Milky Way by Ding Huan's Great Universe Cycle, he grew closer to the first prohibitive layer of the Life and Death Mirror.

Ding Huan immersed himself in the refinement of this Great Universe Technique Circulation, but those outside began to grow anxious.

There seemed to be no change in Ding Huan's appearance; it looked like just some Dao Rhythms circulating around him.

There seemed to be no change in the Life and Death Mirror amid the river of fog either.

Yet, eight to nine hours had passed.

Che Zhongzi had said earlier that after twelve hours, the fog would spill out from the river and again fill the entire bamboo forest.

More than ten hours had passed since they entered, and it would take more than an hour to leave.

If they didn't leave now, it would soon be too late.

Ji Gu, Cang Yongqian, and others hadn't moved; they had come with Ding Huan and were prepared to wait here, even if the bone-devouring fog swept out again.

However, the cultivators originally inside were visibly nervous.

As only an hour remained, a man finally could no longer endure:

"Brother Che, should we continue to wait here?"

He was addressing Che Zhongzi.

Che Zhongzi knew the most about the situation here, and since he hadn't left yet, he perhaps knew something.

Calmly, Che Zhongzi said, "I believe Sect Master Ding will definitely succeed. I will wait here for Sect Master Ding, regardless of life or death."

Qi Yonghan and a few others looked at Che Zhongzi in surprise.

It could be said that Che Zhongzi was Wu Zhanxia's top lackey; everything revolved around pleasing Wu Zhanxia—Che would never go east if Wu asked him to go west. If Wu asked him to eat shit, he would merely ask how to eat it.

Such a person, fearless of death?

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They knew that once twelve hours were up, if Ding Huan failed to master the Life and Death Mirror, they were doomed.

The chance of Ding Huan mastering the Life and Death Mirror was actually very slim.

Think about Wu Zhanxia—how many years had he been here?

Wu Zhanxia visited many times almost every year, and until now, he hadn't managed to control the Life and Death Mirror. How could Ding Huan accomplish in eleven hours what Wu Zhanxia hadn't in hundreds of years?

Even Ji Gu couldn't help but want to ask Che Zhongzi why he was unafraid of death.

Actually, Che Zhongzi knew better than anyone that Ding Huan's chance of mastering the Life and Death Mirror was less than one percent.

But he was tired of living in servility every day.

Wu Zhanxia was dead, and once Ding Huan failed, this place would revert to its original state.

Without question, a new powerful figure would emerge in the Immortal Valley controlled by Wu to become the Valley Master.

Che Zhongzi knew his own strength; apart from being tactful, his power was pitifully inadequate, placing him at the bottom here.

No matter who became Valley Master, it would not be Che Zhongzi.

He would still be like before, grovelling and pleasing others everywhere.

Initially entering the Heaven-Splitting Battlefield was to seek Immortal Fate, but since that fate was no longer possible and he'd lived in humiliation for hundreds of years, why continue to debase himself just to survive?

Death it would be then—he had seen enough over the years, nothing more mattered.