Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2380: 195: The End Arrives (Part 2)
Previously on Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant...
Even though that was the case, the act of refining those three magic wands still boosted his strength immensely, much like attaching wings to a ferocious tiger.
Now that he had fully grasped the essence of these four magic wands, Wang Ba began to develop fresh insights into the laws governing earth, fire, water, and wind out of the six elements.
His gaze returned once more to the Immortal Pass Wall, now aglow under the illumination of the four magic wands.
Within its surface, enigmatic golden patterns could be faintly discerned, shifting mysteriously inside.
This time around, there was no delay on his part. With just a mere flicker of intent, the four magic wands swiftly enlarged, transforming into massive jade pillars that stretched endlessly upward, plunging straight into the wall.
“Boom!”
The four magic wands slammed against the wall, immediately unleashing a torrent of ripples!
Countless specks of those enigmatic golden patterns were churned into motion.
Wang Ba fixed his eyes unyieldingly on a single divine pattern, observing how it scattered, dropped, and glided into the depths without so much as a blink, his vision deepening the longer he stared, revealing ever more layers.
The Supreme True Buddha's Dharma swirled repeatedly through his thoughts.
Memories of comprehending the four magic wands washed over his mind like a gentle stream.
The enigmatic golden pattern he concentrated on within the Immortal Pass gradually magnified in his vision…
In his eyes, the mysterious golden pattern swelled larger and moved more sluggishly until, in one pivotal instant, it appeared to shatter some invisible barrier.
Hua——
The fine, dust-like golden pattern before him morphed in a flash into an entire world!
Within this world appeared the sun and moon, towering mountains and flowing rivers, vast lakes and boundless seas, raging winds, pouring rains, crackling thunder, flashing lightning, and all manner of living beings in motion…
But in the very next breath, the world crumbled to pieces, leaving only serene stillness in its wake.
All dharmas emerge from causes, all dharmas dissolve due to causes…
Having borne witness to this fleeting spectacle, a whole world had come into being and faded away right before his eyes.
Amid the cycle of creation and annihilation, he at last caught a glimpse of the essence behind the laws of earth, fire, water, and wind.
It defied description, eluded depiction, and its splendor surpassed all conceivable bounds.
“Do the four great laws truly possess such profound essence?”
He remained lost in a daze, subconsciously measuring these laws against those understood by fellow cultivators, only to find no suitable parallel for the moment.
His grasp of the four great laws amounted to little more than basic acknowledgment; he stood miles away from true familiarity, command, or application, akin to an infant facing laws he already knew well.
Yet this hardly signified a problem.
The key point was that the Immortal Pass looming before him no longer appeared as an utterly baffling enigma in his perception.
It was as if the mist had lifted, unveiling a colossal mountain whose peak remained hidden from view.
Even if the mountain stretched on without end, he had at least discerned the path forward.
“Now, it all hinges on these four wands.”
Wang Ba turned his attention to the four magic wands embedded in the wall like anchoring spikes, compelling his Primordial Spirit to channel immortal power into each one individually.
The four magic wands swelled once again!
Spanning ten thousand miles, a hundred thousand miles… even millions of miles…
Vibrant, multicolored radiance churned wildly, sending shockwaves across the Immortal Pass Wall that seemed poised to shatter the ancient prison binding the Sea of Chaos Realm for eons!
Fifteen minutes passed.
A subtle shift appeared on Wang Ba’s face.
Through his senses, the four magic wands had burrowed into the Immortal Pass, but they showed no sign of reaching its far side.
“Still can't pierce through the Immortal Pass?”
“Exactly how vast is the thickness of this Immortal Pass Wall?”
A weight settled in Wang Ba’s thoughts.
After a moment of pause, he retrieved the partially refined Silkworm Dragon Staff.
The instant the Silkworm Dragon Staff materialized, the other four magic wands erupted in brilliant light!
The Silkworm Dragon Staff itself quivered faintly, positioning itself naturally at the heart of the four wands.
As if it were the chief among them, directing their movements.
In that instant, the four wands appeared to merge subtly into a unified whole!
Enlightenment dawned in Wang Ba’s spirit, and his Primordial Spirit spurred into action without delay.
The Silkworm Dragon Staff rose slightly, while the four wands fanned out toward the cardinal directions in response.
A surge of multicolored light erupted, turning the calm Immortal Pass Wall into a roiling ocean of turmoil!
At the nexus where the four wands converged, a faint depression formed!
Peering through this depression, he caught a hazy glimpse of the emptiness beyond…
“Could that be… the exterior of the Sea of Chaos Realm?!!”
Astonishment and joy surged through Wang Ba’s heart!
Yet in the following instant, his features drained of color as the draining pull from the five magic staffs' toll on his Primordial Spirit intensified dramatically!
In nearly no time at all, his Primordial Spirit—comparable to that of a late-stage Crossing Tribulation expert—was almost entirely depleted!
It felt as though his Primordial Spirit teetered on the brink of total consumption.
“This is bad!”
Wang Ba’s heart jolted in alarm.
The sheer volume of Primordial Spirit demanded by the five magic staffs to unsettle the Immortal Pass far outstripped anything he had anticipated!
Acting with swift resolve, he promptly severed his command over the five magic staffs.
The glow from the five magic staffs faded abruptly.
The nearby ‘sea surface’ swiftly calmed back to quietude.
The indented void sealed itself once more.
The five magic staffs then dropped silently, orbiting him gently in rotation.
Sensing his Black Hole Primordial Spirit on the verge of crumbling, Wang Ba hurriedly swallowed a barrage of Primordial Spirit-restoring Elixirs, his pallor easing somewhat as he pondered gravely with a burdened mind:
“Pairing the four staffs with the Silkworm Dragon Staff ought to crack open the Immortal Pass, but handling it solo is utterly out of the question.”
“No… Even typical Mahayana Cultivators might buckle under such monstrous expenditure!”
Reflecting on the harrowing ordeal from moments ago, a chill of dread crept into Wang Ba’s core.
He had crossed paths with Mahayana Cultivators before, and though he lacked direct experience, he could roughly deduce that even Master Chao back then would have yielded to the voracious draw of the five magic staffs just now.
“The Immortal Pass forms a singular whole, so attempting to force an exit with the five magic staffs equates to challenging the laws embedded across the entire Immortal Pass. This barrier was most likely erected by Tibo, whose might defies comprehension. Despite the staffs' assistance, the odds of triumph remain vanishingly slim.”
Thus, merely creating a minor breach felt equivalent to clashing head-on with Tibo's will across boundless epochs.
Had he not detected the peril in time and cut ties swiftly, the backlash from the five magic staffs could have already claimed his life!
To consider that this was only ruffling a tiny portion of the Immortal Pass's disturbances—and it was already overwhelming.
“A clear path exists… yet it proves so daunting…”
For once, a flicker of resentment stirred within Wang Ba’s heart.
For, in contrast to shattering the Immortal Pass and confronting Tibo's power, directly opposing the Supreme True Buddha's influence appeared somewhat less formidable.
However, the Supreme True Buddha's forces had already met defeat in the Cloud Sky Realm, confirming that route as utterly inviable.
And breaching the Immortal Pass likely demanded more than a lone Mahayana.
“Hold on, if the five magic staffs offer a chance to rupture the Immortal Pass, then acquiring the final magic staff might allow the Six Candle Stick of Tongyou to distribute the Immortal Pass's burden?”
A spark of idea ignited in Wang Ba, leading to further notions:
“One Mahayana alone won't suffice, but what if each wields a single magic staff?”
“Six Mahayana, bolstered by the Six Candle Stick of Tongyou and augmented by a Formation, could distribute the Primordial Spirit drain across countless cultivators…”
“Tibo's power may be immense, but this is merely his established method, not his personal intervention. After ages of erosion, the Immortal Pass has weakened considerably… this approach could very well succeed!”
“The sole challenge lies in locating six Mahayana ready to challenge the Immortal Pass alongside me.”
His forehead creased once again without conscious effort.
Even across the four Great Realms of Duanhai Cliff, only four Mahayana existed. With Master Chao and the Xiahou Demon's demise, such powerhouses had grown even scarcer.
“That said… the position of the ultimate magic staff in the Six Candle Stick of Tongyou can be pinpointed.”
Wang Ba mulled over this inwardly.
Relative to the rarity of six Mahayana, the location of the remaining magic staff stood out as rather straightforward.
As he contemplated.
A sudden tremor stirred in his heart; from his sleeve emerged a Dao Treasure for relaying messages, which he activated with a light touch.
From the Dao Treasure emanated the somewhat grave tone of Chongyuan Patriarch:
“An irregularity has surfaced in the primary vein of the Realm Sea whirlpool, prompting the activation of the Heavenly Observation Mirror…”
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba’s heart dipped slightly.
Have the Supreme True Buddha's followers finally made their entrance?
…
At precisely that juncture.
Within a desolate, vacant expanse of the Sea of Chaos Realm.
The void warped soundlessly, coalescing bit by bit into a swirling vortex.
A handful of breaths afterward.
A monk bearing a serene, benevolent face and a third eye upon his brow emerged gradually from its depths.
He surveyed his surroundings, evoking a long-forgotten sense of kinship that stirred faint emotions within:
“Sea of Chaos Realm… I have returned at last.”