All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 607 - 350: The Heavenly Dao at Death’s Door_2

Could it be because of this seal I possess?

The black-clad men lying on the ground wailed in anguish, their eyes fixed on the corpses before them, filled with despair.

"I knew it, Jia Yi, you won't die a good death!!"

"Jia Yi, even if it costs me my life, I'll drag you down with me!"

"If it comes to that, let's all go down together!"

"..."

Jia Yi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, watching everything before him. Their struggles were futile.

He then slowly turned his head and looked toward Su Bei, speaking faintly, "Isn't it about time for our two friends to show themselves?"

"How much longer do you intend to watch?"

As Jia Yi's voice fell, everyone's gaze turned toward that corner.

Su Bei narrowed his eyes. How did Jia Yi accurately pinpoint my location? Did something give me away? Could it be this seal in my hand?

But he still stepped out, looking indifferently at Jia Yi.

The moment Su Bei's figure appeared, Liu Ye's eyes filled with delight as he exclaimed loudly, "Brother Xin Jiu, it's Brother Xin Jiu!"

"I knew you were no ordinary man! Save me!!"

"As long as you save me, my life, Liu Ye's, is yours..."

Jia Yi waved his hand, and the nearby dried corpses froze like statues, ceasing their movements as if obeying a command.

Seeing this, Su Bei realized the man before him seemed to want a serious talk. He stepped forward and spoke calmly, "You knew from the beginning?"

Jia Yi sneered disdainfully, took the seal from his storage ring, and flaunted it before Su Bei, saying, "It's not that I knew. 'It' knew."

"So, should I call you Xin Jiu, or Elder Su?"

As his words fell, silence descended within the cavern.

Lying on the ground, Liu Ye and Jia Shisan stared up at Su Bei, their eyes wide with shock.

Su Bei smiled faintly, removed his mask, and revealed his face, his white hair fluttering gently. He said, "It seems we've met somewhere before."

Jia Yi, hands clasped behind his back, laughed heartily. He toyed with the seal in his hand and said casually, "Elder Su truly has a short memory when it comes to important people. Indeed, we met at the Gu Family in Xiegu City."

"However, Elder Su, you are quite the charmer, with an ever-changing array of women by your side. I've yet to see the same one twice."

"What about that Tribulation-Crossing Stage lady who used to be with you?"

Su Bei took the Sword Scabbard from his storage ring and placed it on the ground. The Sword Scabbard burst open, and three swords shot out, revolving around him.

Having done all this, Su Bei looked at Jia Yi indifferently and said, "Since you've called me out, you must have something to say to me."

"Not waste time with this idle chatter."

A foul, acidic wind, the unique stench of the cave, blew through.

Feeling the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy emanating from Su Bei, Jia Yi's eyebrow twitched slightly. To think that in just a month, Su Bei has grown to such an extent—the peak of early Dao Integration? This young man is truly extraordinary.

Jia Yi licked his lips, showing no inclination to dispute Su Bei's words.

He rose and walked toward the altar. Then, holding the seal, he projected a light screen onto the wall.

"Does Elder Su know the name of this seal in my hand?"

Su Bei watched him expressionlessly, remaining on high alert. This man before me is no ordinary fellow. If my senses are correct, his cultivation level is likely at the Tribulation-Crossing Stage!

Seeing Su Bei's apparent lack of interest in the topic, Jia Yi shook his head to himself and said, "This seal is called the Seal of World's End!"

"Do you know what this seal tells of?"

"..."

Without waiting for Su Bei's response, Jia Yi raised his hand again.

Above the altar, nature's spiritual energy cascaded down like a meteor shower, resembling a river bursting its banks. The sight was dazzling, overwhelming the altar before the energy was completely absorbed.

Immediately afterward, images swiftly appeared on the screen projected by the seal.

Jia Yi looked at the ever-changing images before him and spoke solemnly, "It tells of the end of the Twenty-One Provinces."

"The end of time, the end of cultivators, the end of the world!"

A trace of confusion flickered in Su Bei's eyes. As Jia Yi spoke, it was as if memory fragments buried deep within his Sea of Consciousness were stirring, his gaze growing increasingly bewildered.

"The Twenty-One Provinces today exist in a world where the Heavenly Dao is no more!"

"The Heavenly Dao fragmented into the Three Thousand Great Daos. Beneath these Daos lie numerous rules, and Spiritual Energy is a medium constructed by these Three Thousand Great Daos and countless rules."

"In other words, every time a person with a Gifted Constitution is born in the Twenty-One Provinces, the Heavenly Dao weakens a little more. Now, it has become so frail it could shatter at a touch."

"Elder Su, haven't you realized? For some time now, there have been no Ascensions in the entire Twenty-One Provinces. It's unheard of for anyone even to reach the Mahayana Realm."

"Isn't the Saintess of the Sacred Land considered the pinnacle of talent in the Twenty-One Provinces? Why has she still not attained the Mahayana Realm?"

"The reason for all of this is... the Heavenly Dao is deficient!!!"

Passion blazed in Jia Yi's eyes, his voice growing more fervent as he gazed excitedly at Su Bei.

He then stepped down from the altar and walked toward Su Bei, hands outstretched, proclaiming, "Elder Su, the Heavenly Dao needs to be replenished!"

"And we are the ones who will save the Heavenly Dao!"

"We... are the Heaven Menders!!"

"We are the ones who will carry the torch of succession for the cultivators of the Twenty-One Provinces!"

"The Twenty-One Provinces are already grievously ill, riddled with countless afflictions. The Heavenly Dao has been weakened far too much. It is time to reawaken the Twenty-One Provinces!"

"..."

Yu Hongxiu's eyes widened as she stared at the scene before her in shock.

She had never imagined such things existed, such profound secrets. A chill ran down her spine.

Taking a deep breath, she quietly turned to look at Su Bei. He was frowning deeply, apparently pondering something.

Jia Yi stepped onto the altar again. He didn't reach for the seal, merely observed Su Bei's expression.

"Elder Su, since you already possess a piece of the seal, you should understand whether my words are true or false."

"Join us!"

"Let us together replenish this desperately ill Heavenly Dao!!"

"..."

Su Bei looked up, his gaze profound as he met Jia Yi's eyes. He then spoke in a low voice, "And for what?"

"Because of some impractical, illogical nonsense, you've caused such carnage throughout the Twenty-One Provinces?"

"..."

Jia Yi laughed casually, his gaze lowered, and he spoke derisively, "Rekindling the flame of light and hope always requires sacrifice. What greater honor is there than to sacrifice oneself for the revival of the Heavenly Dao?"

"No matter how much one cultivates, without the Heavenly Dao, one eventually returns to dust. Simply put, death comes for everyone, sooner or later. So, what is the meaning of living then?"

"Sacrificing a small fraction of the people to restore vitality to all Twenty-One Provinces—this is the law of the jungle."

Jia Yi turned his back on Su Bei and said slowly, "I wonder if Elder Su has heard a story?"

Gripping the Qingping Sword tightly, Su Bei asked coldly, "What story?"

Poisonous miasma swirled. Magma-like liquid seethed endlessly beneath the altar. It seemed like a path to the underworld, with death at its end.

The dust on the seal gradually settled, as if the seal itself were finally awakening.

Jia Yi looked up, smiled at Su Bei, and said, "A forest's rise requires the illumination of light."

"If a farmer doesn't promptly cut down the excess saplings to provide sunlight for the larger trees..."

"The other trees will wither and die."

"..."