Chapter 470: Chapter 207: For the Young Fan Wubing Who Fights Against the Heavens, the Tolling Bell (Supersized Volume Finale)_2

What kind of crime has Fan Wubing committed to provoke such a fierce omen?

He Youyi knew that his destiny had been altered. What his previous destiny was like was no longer known. In the Cultivation Realm, there are countless tales of those who suffered due to their destiny—whether it be their physique, abilities, cultivation technique, or divine techniques. But to attract such an extravagant celestial phenomena, this was indeed the first time seeing it.

It had been brewing for two months, and the current spectacle had become a sword hanging over the heads of those paying attention to this event.

No one dared to conclude what would happen when the sword fell.

He Youyi firmly believed that Fan Wubing was not a Demon Cultivator. He was convinced that this phenomenon was truly for Fan Wubing’s sake, because the child possessed powers defying the heavens, and the Heavenly Dao could not tolerate him.

He Youyi wanted to help Fan Wubing.

Having studied for two thousand years, spreading knowledge and resolving doubts, He Youyi cherished and loved talent. He could not bear to see a child like this perish, but he had no idea how to start. It seemed that the only thing he could do now was believe.

This sense of powerlessness left him dispirited, his head buzzed, and he couldn’t even focus on the Holy Sage Book, let alone plan any mobilization.

"Mr. He," Guan Xin suddenly arrived. She politely knocked on the open door.

"How’s it going?" He Youyi asked.

Guan Xin smiled gently, "The teachers found it hard to accept, but they still indulged my willfulness."

He Youyi sighed, "You’ve been too blunt in your approach."

"Being hesitant and indecisive would only mess things up," Guan Xin said, "The teachers would surely think I’ve been bewitched by someone. This time, it was my own decision. How could I let someone else be misunderstood? I definitely have to straighten things out and remove the thorn."

"Indeed so," He Youyi asked, "Where will you go next?"

Guan Xin replied, "I want to return to the Sea of Eternal Life. At least, I need to say a proper goodbye."

"Anywhere in the world, isn’t there parting and reunion?"

"But I haven’t had the chance to thank Fan Wubing and the others. During this time, they helped me a lot."

"The Sea of Eternal Life is not very peaceful lately."

Guan Xin resolutely said, "Then I must go even more."

"Alright."

"I also thank Mr. He for his careful teaching."

...

January 17th.

Wangxian Pavilion.

Zhu Zixuan said to Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable, "Based on my observations over this period, I believe the celestial phenomena above the Sea of Eternal Life is for someone. I believe I don’t need to say who, and the Sect Leader Celestial Venerable knows who it is."

"Is it the killing of the Great Dao, the killing in ascension, or the killing of destiny?"

"It can only be destiny." Zhu Zixuan clicked his tongue, "Unfortunately, his destiny has been altered. We don’t know what kind of destiny it was that led to such a phenomenon. What on earth must a person do to be intolerable to the Heavenly Dao?" He laughed, "Surely, it’s not like he slapped the Heavenly Dao."

Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable was used to Zhu Zixuan’s teasing, "The matter of destiny is inherently mysterious. I’ve been cultivating the ’Celestial Destiny Dao’ for over five thousand years, and I only know a fraction of it. Fan Wubing’s destiny, perhaps we can only ask those who truly understand the mandate of heaven."

"Didn’t the Sect Leader ask Ancestor Qing when you went to fetch the Sea-Stabilizing Banner last time?"

Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable shook his head, "Ancestor Qing has reached the time of tribulation and is ’cocooning himself’."

Zhu Zixuan was shocked, "Ancestor Qing is undergoing tribulation again. This is the seventh time, isn’t it!"

"Seven means danger, difficult indeed. And with the rise of the Fallen Immortal Land, the great tide is unstoppable." Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable sighed lightly, "In any case, the great tide cannot rise in the Changsheng Continent. That previous Peach Blossom Spring has already left White Jade Capital dissatisfied with Wangxian Pavilion. If this trial by Dao still doesn’t end perfectly, I should step back and retire, and perhaps you will have to take over."

Whether the Sect Leader retires or not didn’t concern Zhu Zixuan, but he was quite concerned about whether he would have to take over. He immediately said sternly, "The trial by Dao must end perfectly! Please ensure you take care of Wangxian Pavilion for another three thousand years!"

Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable squinted his eyes, "If you’re handling the trial by Dao, then who’s going to place this Sea-Stabilizing Banner? With the disruption of the Mystical Dao intent, it’s a difficult task."

"Me, I’ll go!" Zhu Zixuan patted his chest, "I guarantee a smooth completion of the task."

Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable chuckled, "You should go with Youxuan." He pointed and a wisp of white light emerged, instantly, a banner fell into Zhu Zixuan’s hands, adorned with gold and purple, densely patterned, the three edges billowing like ocean waves.

"No problem!" Zhu Zixuan put away the Sea-Stabilizing Banner, "I’m off!"

After leaving the palace, he shouted loudly, "Xue Youxuan, Xue Youxuan!"

"What are you calling for?" Xue Ya, who was sunbathing by a cliff, shouted.

"Come with me to plant the banner at the Sea of Eternal Life!"

"No."

"Even to see your little lover, you won’t go?"

Xue Ya sat up, looked towards Zhu Zixuan. The Daoist robe on her right shoulder slipped down, but because of the steepness of Beauty Peak, it stopped sliding, revealing only half of her fair arm. She chuckled lightly,

"Of course, I have to go for that."

"Pfft!"

...

January 20th,

In the transition of midnight.

On the fishing immortal boat outside Da Chun.

In a room where a restriction was in place. A Tai Chi Bagua Array composed of 77,777 small talisman scripts was slowly rotating, Yan Hui sitting cross-legged at the center of the Yin Yang Fish, shoulders hanging limp, his head drooping with his chin resting on his chest, the whole person appearing like a corpse, with no sign of life. His body was covered in dust, emanating the "filthy air" that cultivators detest the most. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

At a certain moment, one of the numerous small talisman scripts suddenly trembled, stopped rotating with the Tai Chi Bagua Array, and was squeezed out of the array by the other small talisman scripts. Then the second, third... more and more, like an infection, the 77,000 plus small talisman scripts soon all trembled, and the entire Tai Chi Bagua Array collapsed instantly.