Chapter 1345 The Secret of the Immortal
Seeing his father in such a miserable state, an indescribable rage and heartache instantly broke through the coldness he had forced himself to maintain!
Ye Tianming's eyes were bloodshot!
Roar!
Violent spiritual power burst out from his body like a substance, dark golden dragon scales covered his entire body uncontrollably, and chaotic aura surged violently!
The entire bottom of the Dragon Prison Abyss was shaking violently at his dragon roar filled with grief and indignation!
The dark green moss on the rock wall fell down, and for the first time, the silent surface of the cold pond began to surge!
He rushed towards the stone pillar desperately like a madman!
"Cut it off!"
The Chaos Dark Gold Dragon Claws, with the power to tear apart all restraints, fiercely grabbed the vicious chains that imprisoned his father!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The harsh sound of metal clashing was accompanied by the crazy explosion of light spots that caused the forbidden runes to shatter!
Those chains engraved with prohibitions were torn apart and crushed!
Ye Tianming carefully avoided his father's broken body. His movements were as fast as lightning, but with an indescribable tremor.
When the last few chains that pierced his scapula were torn off, he stretched out his arms, gently and tremblingly took the withered, cold, almost weightless body down from the stone pillar that symbolized endless torture, and held it tightly in his arms.
What you feel when you touch it is biting cold and a pile of jagged bones!
There was a dead silence in my father's dantian. The spiritual bones that once supported him to look down on his peers had long been cruelly pulled out. The meridians in his body were broken inch by inch, like a completely destroyed riverbed, without any spiritual energy at all!
At this moment, he was like a useless man, and he was only hanging on to his last breath with his indomitable will and his weak and almost extinguished cultivation.
"Dad... Dad... It's me! I'm Tianming! Your child, Tianming!"
Ye Tianming's voice was choked with sobs, and he could no longer hold back his tears. They mixed with the blood on his face and the chaotic gray air and rolled down, dripping onto his father's cold and withered cheeks.
Perhaps it was the throbbing of the blood, or perhaps it was the temperature of the scalding tears, the withered body in his arms trembled very weakly.
Ye Tianhai slowly and with difficulty opened his cloudy eyes.
His vision was blurred and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.
But when he focused with great effort and saw the young face in front of him, which was covered with blood and tears but vaguely bore the outlines of himself and his beloved wife...
An incredible light suddenly burst out from those turbid eyes!
Excitement, ecstasy, disbelief, and endless heartache and worry!
His cracked lips were trembling violently, and a sound like a broken bellows came from his throat. He used up the last bit of his strength and squeezed out a few words in a voice that was almost inaudible but clearly transmitted to Ye Tianming's soul:
"Morning? My...child!"
"Good...good...it's good...as long as I'm alive..."
Ye Tianhai seemed to be trying to force a smile on his haggard face.
He was calm and satisfied, but as if he remembered something, he grabbed Ye Tianming's arm tightly with all his strength.
"Hurry...go!"
Ye Tianhai's voice suddenly became urgent, as if he was regaining consciousness, his eyes filled with extreme worry, "This... here... is dangerous! Ancestor... they... have... the support of... the immortals from the upper realm behind them! Your master... the immortal Penglai... is also trapped... in the deepest part of the forbidden area... they... want to extract his... Dao fruit... to refine... to refine immortal pills..."
The last word was barely audible. Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianhai's body suddenly twitched, and the hand holding Ye Tianming slipped away powerlessly. His head tilted and he fainted completely! The extreme excitement and weakness exhausted his last bit of vitality!
"Dad!" Ye Tianming roared in grief. Feeling the life fire in his father's body that was so weak that it was almost gone, his heart was broken!
Every word his father said overturned his cognition.
Immortals from the upper realm? Master trapped? Extracting Dao fruit to make immortal pills?
What is going on with these news?
Ye Tianming’s mournful roar echoed in the dark green Dragon Prison Abyss, carrying with it heart-wrenching pain.
At this moment, a chilly breath approached.
Su Muxue's expression was solemn, and her beautiful face was filled with unprecedented compassion.
She squatted down and placed her slender fingers on Ye Tianming's shoulders.
"Tianming..."
"Your father...did not lie to you. Every word he said is the cruelest truth in this world!"
Su Muxue's voice was heavy, as if it was carrying the solemnity of eternal sorrow.
Ye Tianming suddenly raised his head, and his bloodshot dark golden vertical pupils stared at Su Muxue.
"What's the meaning?"
"This world..." Su Muxue's voice broke into pieces word by word, "It's not a paradise! It's just a huge, carefully nurtured 'pasture'!"
"Ranch?!" Ye Tianming's pupils suddenly shrank. This word made him feel an absurd chill.
"That's right! It's a ranch!" Su Muxue said in a sad tone, with endless grief and anger in her eyes, "The one who raises them is the Nine Profound Immortal Venerable of the Immortal Realm! All the creatures in this world, especially the cultivators, are his 'livestock'!"
Every word she said was like ice, hitting Ye Tianming's heart.
After a long time, Ye Tianming finally reacted, full of confusion: "But as an immortal, why would you treat us like this?"
Su Muxue sighed, "All living things have an end to their lifespan. Immortals are no exception. However, the laws of the universe are infinite, so the immortals have developed a secret method. As long as the fruits of the lifelong hard work of the Mahayana cultivators who have gone through countless difficulties and reached the pinnacle of cultivation in a world are refined into pills, their lifespan can be extended!"
Every word of the news exploded in Ye Tianming's mind like a bomb.
His body shook violently, as if struck by lightning!
Ye Cang, Ye Long, and even the "sense of control" he felt when he just broke through flashed through his mind... Could that be... a sign of being harvested?
"The Dao Fruits of the cultivators in this world will be refined into the so-called Nine-transformation Immortal Pill by the Nine-profound Immortal Venerable using the supreme immortal method! For them to devour, they will live for ten thousand years and enjoy immortal happiness forever!"
"Hundreds of millions of cultivators have practiced hard, spent their entire lives, burned their souls and wills, and in the end..." Su Muxue's voice was filled with despair and sadness, "It's nothing more than a pill on someone else's plate! All creatures in this world, whether mortals or cultivators, have been slaves forever since birth! There is no day to escape! Our fate has long been nailed to this cage of despair!"
"No...impossible..." Ye Tianming shook his head subconsciously, his voice dry and hoarse, with a childlike fragility that was unwilling to believe.
His worldview, the cornerstone of his belief for which he fought and endured endless pain, was completely shattered by Su Muxue's words at this moment!
Millions of monks! Countless talented people!
Spend your whole life overcoming all obstacles and pursuing the pinnacle of the road!
How many joys and sorrows, how many blood, tears and sacrifices are involved?
It turns out...it turns out that all the efforts, all the glory, all the struggles and honors...are ultimately just to help others?
They are just nutrients provided to the high and mighty immortal to prolong his decaying life?!
The master, the immortal Penglai, who taught him the technique and led him into Taoism, was now trapped by the immortal, like an animal to be slaughtered, waiting to be drained of his Tao fruit and refined into a pill? !
