Chapter 220: Chapter 213: Immortal Saint Venerable
"The first map, haha, finally complete!"
Wang Xu felt excited, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the flawless, complete golden map in his hand. Light ink strokes sketched mountains and peaks, and amidst these layers of mountains, there was a circular desert area, circled in red by someone—the Land of Inheritance.
The location of the Land of Inheritance wasn’t hidden; even Cosmic Martial Artists passing by could see it clearly, but without the corresponding "key," no one could enter.
"Go!" Wang Xu did not hesitate and immediately took off, flying towards the Land of Inheritance.
...
Passing over a range of towering mountains, endless green spread across the earth, but after flying for a while, the green vanished without a trace. What Wang Xu saw was a desert land of wind and sand.
In the desert land, sandstorms raged, dust clouds knocked on rocks, turning them into powder.
"This is it." Wang Xu stood in the sky, gazing down below. The long-damaged Jade Pillar Stone Gate was hidden in the sand, with only a half-exposed section showing.
Suddenly, a fluctuation of life energy came, and Wang Xu’s eyes narrowed, discovering four figures fleeing in panic towards the distance.
"Damn, it’s the Great Demon King, how could it be him!"
"I knew it, anyone capable of piecing together a complete map is a monstrous character we can’t afford to provoke!"
"Instead of complaining, we better run fast. If the Great Demon King catches up, we’re doomed!"
The four of them were pale, all surpassed the invincible White Hole Level in power, their speed exploding with great swiftness.
They initially thought they could lie in wait for a Cosmic Martial Artist with a complete map, kill him, and effortlessly obtain his complete map.
At first, they hid their presence, not a hint of life energy leaking out, waiting for the right moment, but they didn’t expect the Great Demon King to arrive.
Cold sweat seeped from the four of them, and they dared not delay for a moment, immediately dispersing and fleeing in four directions.
"Forget it, I’m in a good mood today, I’ll spare you." Wang Xu lightly landed on the ground, walking towards the Jade Pillar Stone Gate.
The four escaped decisively, and if they had hesitated even slightly, allowing Wang Xu to sense their life energy by getting too close, he would certainly have pursued them relentlessly. With Wang Xu’s strength, simply wielding the Great Dragon Bow, none of them would escape. But since they fled without hesitation, and Wang Xu was about to accept the inheritance, he didn’t want to waste too much time and decided to let them go.
Arriving in front of the Jade Pillar Stone Gate, a gentle breeze passed by as Wang Xu flipped his hand and took out a golden map.
Rumble...
Suddenly, the ground emitted a violent tremor, and Wang Xu’s figure gently floated in the air, the golden map in his hand emitting a brilliant light.
The ground tremored, the Jade Pillar Stone Gate shifted, gradually revealing itself from the sand, emitting a hazy white light.
Golden light and white light faced each other, merging and entwining. After a moment, a platinum-colored Gate of Space-Time emerged.
"The Land of Inheritance is inside here." Wang Xu felt his heart surge with excitement, continuously praying, that it must be an ancient inheritance suitable for him.
There is no good or bad in ancient inheritances, nor any strong or weak; it is only about suitability.
A suitable ancient inheritance can elevate a Cosmic Martial Artist’s power to numerous levels higher, whereas an unsuitable one, even passed down by a Saint Venerable, is of no use.
...
Stepping into the Gate of Space-Time, Wang Xu’s vision blurred, and then he saw a vast, boundless world.
"Hehehe... It’s not bad for a kid at the initial White Hole Level to get here." A sinister laugh came, and before Wang Xu could examine this world, an old man in black and white battle armor suddenly appeared before him.
The old man was spirited, his face aged yet majestic, wielding a black-and-white, oddly-shaped long spear.
"Senior." Wang Xu could sense the distinct life energy emanating from the old man; it wasn’t as vast as the Celestial God Realm, but flickered like candlelight, unpredictable.
"Do you know what this place is?" The old man spoke with a smile, his dark hair fluttering in the wind.
"Jinling Holy Land." What Wang Xu referred to was the map’s name, indicating Jinling Holy Land.
"And do you know the origin of Jinling Holy Land?" the old man asked.
Wang Xu shook his head honestly. "I don’t know."
The smile on the old man’s face faded slightly, continuing to ask, "Then do you know who I am?"
Wang Xu shook his head.
"You don’t recognize the long spear in my hand?" The old man’s face was somewhat displeased, shaking his unusually shaped black and white long spear, and asked.
Wang Xu still shook his head.
"Damn it, you don’t know anything and yet you want my inheritance?" The old man huffed and glared. Back in his day, he was famous throughout the cosmos, turning it upside down. There was no one in the entire cosmos who didn’t recognize him. Although he had fallen now, the ancient ruins still existed, and the ancient inheritance remained. Yet, the person who came to receive the inheritance didn’t even know who he was, which made the old man feel disgraced and very unhappy.
"Senior, I have just started cultivation not long ago and am not very familiar with many events in the cosmos. Could you enlighten me a bit?" Wang Xu asked respectfully.
Upon hearing this, the old man’s expression softened a lot.
"This spear in my hand is named ’Black Cosmos and White Universe’. Back in the day, I was well-known throughout the entire cosmos, known by all. I didn’t expect that after only six thousand law eras since my fall, the newcomers would know nothing about me; it infuriates me!" the old man said glaringly.
Famous throughout the cosmos?
Upon hearing this, Wang Xu felt a surge of joy. To be well-known throughout the cosmos, the inheritance left behind must be incredibly powerful. Moreover, this senior seemed much more approachable and genuine than the Endless Saint Venerable or Tai Long.
"Senior, may I ask your esteemed title?" Wang Xu asked respectfully.
"Humph! Listen up, my name is the ’Immortal Saint Venerable’, the one who could take down the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion, crush the Cosmic Alliance, and blast the Mercenary Martial Arts Hall with one punch!" the old man boasted, "Immortal Saint Venerable, that’s me. How does the name sound? Isn’t it mighty?"
Wang Xu was speechless. The Immortal Saint Venerable’s words were indeed bold and straightforward; one wouldn’t think to associate him with such a domineering name.
"Junior Wang Xu, pays respect to the Immortal Saint Venerable!" While Wang Xu internally grumbled, his respect for the strong was genuine.
"Haha... To still hear someone call me by this title in my waning years, I have no regrets in my heart, truly no regrets... Haha!" the Immortal Saint Venerable laughed heartily.
Wang Xu found himself unable to cry or laugh. This Immortal Saint Venerable was clearly a Saint Venerable Level powerhouse; based on his description, he could stand up against the three major forces of the cosmos, likely even stronger than the Endless Saint Venerable. Yet, his unruly and mischievous personality made it hard for Wang Xu to believe he once ruled the cosmos.
"Recalling the past, I rose up from my homeland, unstoppable. White Hole Level, Mixed Cosmos Realm, Celestial God Realm... and now the Saint Venerable Dominator. I took only sixteen billion law eras to reach heights unimaginable to others, standing proud over the entire cosmos. Even Black River himself, when seeing me, would obediently serve me tea..." As the Immortal Saint Venerable spoke, his words flowed endlessly like a gushing waterfall.
Wang Xu’s mouth twitched.
Black River Saint Venerable, the mainstay of the Cosmic Alliance, the leading force among the three major powers of the cosmos, serving Immortal Saint Venerable tea? Wang Xu found it hard to believe it wasn’t just bragging.
"... At the peak of glory, invincible in the entire cosmos, I felt lonely, unwilling to waste time idly, so I resolutely entered the chaos..." The Immortal Saint Venerable’s voice gradually weakened as he spoke this.
"Immortal Senior, what happened after entering chaos?" Wang Xu, brushing aside all of Immortal Saint Venerable’s "glorious achievements," was somewhat familiar with the ancient events of the cosmos from his stories. Just as he mentioned chaos, he stopped short, prompting Wang Xu to ask.
The Immortal Saint Venerable shook his head, "Since then, I can no longer sense the existence of the main self."
"Main self?" Wang Xu was puzzled.
"Haha, how about that? Jealous, aren’t you? Standing before you now is the Immortal Saint Venerable, which is to say, one of my clones," the Immortal Saint Venerable laughed.
Clone!
A lifesaving technique!
Wang Xu’s eyes lit up, "Immortal Senior, this is your clone. Doesn’t it disappear once the main self falls?"
The Immortal Saint Venerable gave a mysterious smile and said proudly, "Hehehe, you don’t know, do you? This clone technique is my unique skill. No one in the entire cosmos can match me!"
"The secret scripture I cultivated is called ’Formless Sacred Image.’ This imposing name matches my esteemed title. Without praising myself, I can’t function," the Immortal Saint Venerable couldn’t resist boasting, "’Formless Sacred Image’, cultivated to the Perfection Realm, allows me to have countless clones like this one, spread throughout every corner of the cosmos, undying and unextinguishable!"
"How about it, impressive or not? Are you in awe?"
Countless clones!
At this, Wang Xu’s eyes turned green with envy.
"But senior, even if you have countless clones, it seems you... still fell," Wang Xu suddenly thought of this and cautiously asked.
"Hmph! What do you understand? If it weren’t for my insistence, unwilling to endure loneliness, and venturing into chaos, where would I have fallen?" The Immortal Saint Venerable snorted discontentedly, evidently displeased by having his bluff called.
"Are there powerful beings in the chaos?" Wang Xu asked.
"That, I don’t know either." The Immortal Saint Venerable shook his head, "After entering chaos, I could no longer sense the main self. Yet, after nearly two billion law eras, I can distinctly feel the connection with the main self was severed, all the clones completely shattered, leaving only me."
Wang Xu nodded, understanding that clones were part of the main self’s division; once the main self died, the clones could no longer exist and would all shatter into energy.
However, this clone before him still existed. Could it possibly have some unique aspect?
The Immortal Saint Venerable seemed to see through Wang Xu’s doubts and boasted with his chin up, "Don’t scrutinize me; I’m not an ordinary clone; I am a ’Sacred Image’!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets at . Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read on .)