Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 668 - 596: Battle Again on the Hidden Dragon List

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Inside the Cave Mansion, Dan Yang Celestial Venerable lay on the bed, barely clinging to life.

His breath was weak, as if he was about to pass away completely.

Lu Xuanji asked, trying to fulfill this elder's last wish before his death.

After all, Dan Yang Old Ancestor could be considered his ancestor, although the relationship was so distant that it was almost embarrassing to mention.

Dan Yang Celestial Venerable mused, "I have nothing much to leave behind, I've explained what needs explaining, and as for the rest, it's up to them now!"

Lu Xuanji sighed quietly.

Dan Yang Celestial Venerable said, "Your aptitude is excellent, already at the Perfection stage of Divinity Transformation, with even a slight hope of Refining Void. Unfortunately, I don't have your kind of talent!"

In his words, there was a sense of discontent, but more so envy.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Dan Yang Celestial Venerable coughed again, and Lu Xuanji stepped forward to gently pat him, infusing Creation Magical Power into his body to nourish it, though it wasn't very effective at this stage.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xuanji felt a mysterious sadness in his heart, unsure of what to say.

Dan Yang Celestial Venerable said, "Don't waste your energy!"

Lu Xuanji said, "Take care!"

Dan Yang Celestial Venerable said, "Forget it, forget it! There's not much else to say. Give me some Spiritual Liquid..."

As he spoke, he looked toward the other side of the table.

Lu Xuanji took the teapot and poured Spiritual Liquid into a teacup.

The Spiritual Liquid was refined from various Spirit Medicines, filled with dense Spiritual Qi and emitted a fragrant aroma.

Holding the teacup, he gently fed it to Dan Yang Celestial Venerable, but after entering his body, the Spiritual Liquid was only partially absorbed, with most leaking out into the air.

"What a pity, drinking Spiritual Liquid is useless now!"

Dan Yang Celestial Venerable sighed, "In my current state, I can't even drink Spiritual Liquid; even encountering a Fairy would be useless now. Looking back on my life, I've lost so much. Xuanji, some things you must act on decisively, whether it's enticing or coercing, don't be so delicate when you meet an exceptional woman!"

"In my time, being too delicate made me lose too much!"

"What a pity, what a pity..."

With that, Dan Yang Celestial Venerable sighed and activated his last Magical Power, severing his final thread of life, and passed away on the spot.

He passed away into sitting death.

"Senior..."

Lu Xuanji said.

At that moment, a streak of rainbow light shimmered over Dan Yang Celestial Venerable's body, accompanied by a transformation of colorful lights, making the body appear supremely sacred.

As the colorful lights reached their peak brilliance, red flames rose, and the body began to transform into a rainbow, turning to dust and scattering on the bed.

"Senior, have a safe journey!"

Lu Xuanji said.

After a cultivator's death, his body could be refined into a Puppet or turned into a Corpse Demon, which would greatly benefit cultivators.

Dan Yang Celestial Venerable had little faith in those young ones, so just before his death, he directly transformed into a rainbow, becoming dust.

This way, the body wouldn't be desecrated after death.

Wuu wuu wuu!

Soon, in front of the Cave Mansion, cultivators of the Dan Yang Sect descended one after another.

They knelt on the ground, weeping with tears streaming, looking very sorrowful.

But truly grieving, how many were there?

Soon, another grave appeared at the rear mountain.

After offering some tributes, Lu Xuanji disappeared again.

...

After leaving the Dan Yang Sect, Lu Xuanji went to other regions, visiting old acquaintances.

But those old acquaintances were steadily withering away.

Earth Celestial Venerable died in seclusion; when a disciple opened the Cave Mansion, he had already perished with his Qi and Blood exhausted. With this powerful person's fall, the Thick Earth Sect was devastated, and after a battle, its Primordial Qi suffered greatly. Shortly afterward, formidable enemies invaded.

The Thick Earth Sect was wiped out, disappearing entirely from Chu Country's history.

True Monarch Wan Xing, on a journey, vanished and his Soul Lamp extinguished, suspected of having fallen.

True Monarch Mo Yu, perished during an attempt to break through to Divinity Transformation.

True Monarch Bing Po also died in a battle.

Many acquaintances faded away, most having passed on by now.

Looking back at the Chu Country, all that could be seen were the descendants of these cultivators.

The years are merciless, as time flowed by, he outlived many peers, even outliving many juniors.

He traveled many places, but all he saw was unfamiliar.

Everything seemed particularly strange and indifferent.

In a trance, Lu Xuanji's spirit was elevating, continuously ascending higher, transcending the body's and soul's constraints, like the aloof Heavenly Dao, overlooking the myriad souls.

Indifferently watching it all, being unperturbed by external fortunes or misfortunes.

All of this existed without the slightest sense of good or evil, conforming to nature.

Just as the Heavenly Dao exacted divine punishment, wreaking apocalypse, without an ounce of pity for the world; likewise, it wouldn't cast ruin due to worldly resentment or curses.

The spirit emptied, and his mind became open-minded.

Various Laws, various Dao Insights surged into the spirit, his Dao Insights ascended, yet as he became increasingly indifferent to all worldly matters, the bonds of human love and hatred, emotional entanglements, changes in all things, clan businesses, and more were gradually being seen as trivial like ephemera.

Buzzing!

At that moment, the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure issued an alert, a phone alerted.

Lu Xuanji seemed to realize something, and his spirit was descending.

From aloofness, from above the Nine Heavens, he fell back into the body, and fell into the Divine Soul.

Spluttering!

Lu Xuanji spat a mouthful of blood, sensing his Divine Soul, over half of which had dissipated.