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The infusion of Primordial Purple Mist brought about immense transformation for the Life Seed.This seed, condensed with all consciousness, power, and insights into the Great Path from the Cursed Yin, had completed all the preparatory steps to evolve into the World Tree back when it was in the hands of the Medicine Ancestor.
All it lacked was the nourishment from the power of the Eighteen Life Medicine Pools.
Now, the Primordial Purple Mist from the Dao Ancestor replaced the Life Potion and assisted in completing this final and most crucial step.
More importantly, the Primordial Purple Mist contained a vast amount of memory imprints, which effortlessly completed the transfer of ownership of the seed that ought to be named the “Tree of Life,” even changing its name to the “Tree of Memory.”
In the presence of the Medicine Ancestor, the tree was taken, and its ownership was seized.
How is this different from cutting off one’s lifeline and using it to make wine for personal enjoyment?
“What a great humiliation!”
Even the Spiritual Cultivators from the lower strata of the five regions felt ashamed and angry on behalf of the Medicine Ancestor.
Such disgrace, if placed on oneself, is something one would desperately strive to wash away, regardless of life or death, at least fighting for it first before considering anything else.
But…
What about the Medicine Ancestor?
After countless times of appearing like a frightened mole, the Medicine Ancestor remained completely silent under the immense intimidation of the Primordial Purple Mist.
It seemed entirely hopeless, not even willing to produce one extra incarnation.
Can’t compete.
Can’t compete at all.
Its lifeline had been seized, and it seemed to have surrendered to reality, with previous resoluteness vanished, turning soft and pliable, not daring to show itself or even make a whisper.
“Useless!”
“Useless Medicine Ancestor!”
Outside the City of the Dead Bodhisattva, adjacent to the Tree of Memory, Jiang Nayi slowly awakened.
He didn’t know why he suddenly felt so furious.
When he woke up, Lei Xi’er was gone, and Wu Siniang was also missing.
The only companion present was Liu Guifen, who had a Pure Yang Body, but he watched helplessly as Liu Guifen, before making any move, transformed into a moth to a flame, diving into the Sea of Memory.
“Dead…”
“All dead…”
“Only I, this ‘Jin Mo,’ this agent of the Demon Ancestor’s will, was spared three favors from the Dao Ancestor, still alive…”
Jiang Nayi felt both fearful and anxious, wanting to retreat, yet still seeking an opportunity to contribute something on behalf of the Demon Ancestor amidst this chaos.
With the infusion of Primordial Purple Mist, the Tree of Memory grew larger and larger.
Its roots burst from the Life Seed, its trunk piercing the sky, while the roots sank down, intertwining with the Way of the Heavens, the earth, and the City of the Dead Bodhisattva.
“Rumble…”
The mountains crumbled and the earth shook, as if a dragon were turning over.
Jiang Nayi easily used his spiritual senses to detect that the roots beneath the earth, as if dragon bodies, coiled through the entire city.
In just a few breaths, the City of the Dead Bodhisattva, along with the central Cross Corner Street, all became anchors for the Tree of Memory.
“Do something!”
“If not for me, then for the Demon Ancestor!”
A surge of impulse arose in Jiang Nayi’s mind, knowing that within the contract between the Demon Ancestor and Dao Ancestor, the Phantom Swords Technique belonged to the Demon Ancestor.
But judging by the trend, once the Tree of Memory is cultivated, the Phantom Swords Technique is bound to become the Dao Ancestor’s possession.
Some things, the Demon Ancestor cannot do.
As its agent of will, he must worry about what concerns the Demon Ancestor, reaching where the Demon Ancestor’s power cannot.
Even at the cost of life and death, he must be the first to step forward!
“Dao Ancestor, die—”
Jiang Nayi lunged forward, drawing the long sword from his waist, intending to thrust it at the massive Zero above the Sea of Memory.
With a buzzing sound, whether due to death or something else, suddenly the world before him collapsed, and Jiang Nayi failed to take off.
His consciousness was drawn into a black space.
There was nothing around, and in the distant sky, a half-statue of the Demon Ancestor appeared, dignified and majestic, half sacred and half demonic.
“Demon Ancestor?”
Jiang Nayi exclaimed in surprise, instinctively wanting to flatter, “Congratulations, Demon Ancestor, on achieving holy demon harmonization, henceforth…”
“Noisy.”
“Oh.”
Jiang Nayi quickly stopped, thinking that the Demon Ancestor had something to instruct him, listening attentively.
Taoist music roared like thunder; the Demon Ancestor spoke, and the words were like a thunderclap in a clear sky:
“I was caught off guard momentarily, falling into the guidance of the Way, forced to seal the spacetime passage.”
“From this moment on, you must feign cooperation, posing as the Name Ancestor’s agent, openly friendly to the Dao Ancestor, secretly following my orders.”
“By Divine Oracle: Immediately use Xu Xiaoshou’s power of guidance to direct the Five Domains Ancient Sword Cultivators, Wen Ting, You Tu, and Elder Wuyue, to injure me and unseal the spacetime passage.”
What?!
Jiang Nayi wasn’t entirely stupid.
Upon hearing this Oracle, he felt as if the sky cracked open.
He was to take action against the Holy Demon Ancestor Xin, unsealing the spacetime passage, letting out whatever monster of the Five Rivers of the Great Dao was inside?
Is the Demon Ancestor mad?
Or is the Demon Ancestor fake?
No!
The skirmishes among Ancestral Gods must have profound meaning.
It’s possible that during this time of world sealing chains, the Demon Ancestor has, in fact, allied with the anomaly within the temporal rift, now appearing to be in allegiance with the Dao Ancestor while secretly plotting against him.
As the agent of the will, naturally, his role had shifted, appearing to be in alliance with the Dao Ancestor, while secretly following the Demon Ancestor, yet having to go against the Demon Ancestor.
“Yes!”
In such an urgent situation, there was no time to ponder, Jiang Nayi immediately agreed.
As soon as he nodded, the dark world collapsed abruptly, with a gaze falling upon him, feeling like a sharp stab.
Jiang Nayi jerked his head up, realizing it was the distant Zero staring at him, his face turning pale, feeling warmth below.
What nonsense of laying hands against the Ancestor…
With just one look, he realized how insignificant he truly was.
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