novelsite Chapter 2877 The Tragedy of the Profound
Chapter 2877 The Tragedy of the Profound
Chapter 2877 The Tragedy of the Profound
Qu Jianlei accepted the damage to the ritual artifact, but its condition was truly worrying. "How can it be repaired?"
"Didn't you repair it before?" Tong Zu asked casually. "Well, if there are no defects, it can be gently nurtured."
Qu Jianlei's lips twitched slightly. "Can you still fight now?"
"Isn't that because of me?" Tong Zu retorted confidently.
Alright! Qu Jianlei put his worries to the back of his mind: if the other party is going to do him a favor, they won't do it in a way that leaves him with a regret.
"Then this Ring of Heaven's Collapse... never mind, I won't ask about it."
He wasn't familiar with Tianqing's affairs, but was the other party really that familiar? The real problem was that if they encountered any taboos, it wouldn't be good.
But Tong Zu knew what he wanted to ask, so he just glanced at the Dao Stele and then said in a deep voice.
"Keep a close eye on your own treasure, it's its turn next round!"
“I had the same guess, but it… sigh,” Qu Jianlei sighed softly, but did not want to say more.
“The grand formation needs treasures again,” said Bo Ping Zhenjun. “I have a damaged Nascent Soul magic weapon. Does any fellow Daoist have any objections?”
At this moment, a treasure of this level can only last for a day or two at most.
"I have a body-splitting soldier," the young woman said leisurely, "and you..."
"Quiet down," the Möbius strip suddenly spoke up, "Doesn't anyone find this strange?"
"Huh?" Nine Screens True Monarch raised an eyebrow and looked at Big Head Boy. "Why do I feel..."
“Your intuition is correct,” Tong Zu replied calmly, “The third course is already in the works!”
"Senior, you..." The Möbius strip stopped mid-sentence.
“I already said that cause and effect will accelerate,” the big-headed boy replied, “but it will still take a few more days, right?”
"A few days?" Qu Jianlei was taken aback. So fast?
Bo Ping Zhenjun nodded, "In terms of perception, we are indeed quite far behind."
"Just a few days," Qu Jianlei said, somewhat dazed, "so fast..."
In his understanding, such a massive disaster as the collapse of the heavens... could also be described as a celestial phenomenon, which was a bit too fast.
Generally speaking, the collapse of the Great World should be counted in millennia; to shorten it to a decade is already inconceivable.
The arrival of the Celestial Ring, which is now planned for the heavens, is truly...
However, it's good that things have accelerated, as too many powerful figures have been entangled in this matter for a long time.
Six days later, quite suddenly, the enormous phantom of the Dao stele trembled slightly.
“Here it comes,” Tong Zu sighed softly, “I hope it’s the last one… sigh.”
Even he dared not speak definitively in the face of the Heavenly Ring.
Everyone became more alert, silently sensing the situation. If they were lucky enough, this would be the final hurdle.
The next moment, Bo Ping Zhenjun sighed softly, "The energy consumption of the great formation... has increased by seven to nine times."
“I also have some worthless things,” Wen Shi said, raising his hand and throwing out a large pile of treasures, some broken and some intact.
These items, if it weren't for the current situation, would be rather embarrassing for someone of his status.
But for now, it's good enough to have something at all; we'll just have to make the most of it.
Bo Ping Zhenjun glanced at it and gave a rough estimate—it wouldn't last more than twenty days, and in the current situation, it wouldn't last more than two days.
Fortunately, he also had quite a few treasures of this level, and the two combined should last him about seven or eight days.
“I really don’t have many of these at this level,” the head-shaped figure wasn’t being sarcastic—though it did achieve that effect objectively.
She was telling the truth. For a dignified True Lord to carry around these things is really... a waste of time!
"If you can hold out for another half month, I'll go back to Yuxiu and get some supplies!"
She came mainly to observe, and did not prepare many useless treasures.
“It doesn’t mean much,” Tong Zu poured cold water on her enthusiasm. “Let’s talk about everything after we get through this.”
Before they knew it, a day had passed, and the atmosphere grew increasingly somber and oppressive, while everyone's nerves became more and more tense!
The stench of decay grew stronger and stronger around the core area...
Finally, the silence was broken by the words of True Monarch Jiuping: "May I ask, Senior Ancestor Tong, how much longer?"
It wasn't that he was losing his composure, but rather that he felt the need to liven things up in the current atmosphere.
The big-headed boy did not answer, as if he had not heard.
The young woman sighed softly, "They should have arrived already. Is it... Shang?"
Tong Zu remained silent. Upon hearing this, the Möbius strip trembled slightly. "Is it... the Sorrow of Yuan?"
“A tragedy is a tragedy,” the human head said slowly, “and it’s not unreasonable to talk about it as a tragedy.”
"The Tragedy of the Dao...?" Qu Jianlei, who had been immersed in maintaining the Dao Stele, was startled upon hearing this. "Which Dao?"
"It should be the Heavenly Dao," the head-shaped figure reassured him, "not necessarily the Great Dao!"
The Way of Heaven is the Way of the World—the Great Thousand, the Middle Thousand, and even the Small Thousand Worlds each have their own Way of Heaven.
The Great Dao is terrifying; it is the Dao of the entire lower-dimensional order... and even more so.
"The tragedy of the beginning of a new era," the young woman explained more clearly, "can destroy the nascent world."
"Actually, there's more... something even more mysterious," the Möbius strip stammered, stopping mid-sentence.
Strictly speaking, there is another term, "the tragedy of Xuan," just like the former Wu Xuan Zhen Zun, also known as Yuan Wu.
However, with Xuanzun present, she couldn't afford to act rashly.
No wonder Tong Zu remained silent—he could easily incur bad luck with just a thought.
However, the collapse of the Great World could actually bring about such a terrifying calamity; no wonder the Mystic Venerable avoided it at all costs.
That is the "Tragedy of the Profound," and only those who face death to live would have no choice but to take a gamble!
“That’s the tragedy of the apocalypse,” Qu Jianlei breathed a sigh of relief and casually said, “I understand.”
It really startled him, thinking that directly burying the "Dao" of the Dao Stele—such a tragedy of the Great Dao would be too terrifying.
“You certainly know how to name things,” the Möbius strip chuckled. “Well, I’ll call it that from now on.”
She has a good mindset. No matter how difficult the calamity is, since it has already happened, you should just face it. There's no use in panicking.
"You have to have a future first..." Double-Winged True Lord muttered to himself, then quietly asked Kan Shui, "Is it too late to run now?"
Although its perception is not bad, it is far inferior to that of True Lord Kan Shui.
"It's not a big problem," Bai Wu said calmly, clearly in a stable mood.
"Grief is a process, gradual and progressive, and it emphasizes cause and effect..."
"Stop whispering," said Kongyu Zhenjun. "Speak out, let everyone hear it."
Because everyone was on high alert guarding against the Heavenly Ring, there were far fewer wandering spirits.
Especially since the conversation was between two True Lords, and most of the True Venerables were basically unable to eavesdrop, True Lord Kongyu simply laid everything out on the table.
He didn't know much about Shang either. "It seems like a calamity worth discussing?"
“The tragedy was triggered by a larger trend,” the young woman affirmed. “If it could be influenced so easily, things would be much easier to discuss!”
In short, tragedy usually comes silently and is not easily noticed at first, but it is destined to be irreversible.
However, those who are not swept up by the tide can still manage to escape in time.
Finally, Kan Shui sighed softly, "That ancestral witch of yesteryear, I'm afraid..."
There was also an ancestral shaman before them, but he wasn't talking about that one; he was simply sharing his own understanding with everyone.
As expected, although the big-headed boy's face was expressionless, there was no unusual aura emanating from him.
Luo Fu listened and spoke leisurely, "That person... why didn't they let others observe and spread the news?"
These words, however serious, made Tong Zu unable to hold back any longer. He snorted coldly, "Does the Ancestral Witch need to consider others when she acts?"
In fact, he knew very well what the ancestral witch was thinking—no one else wanted him to save the day, but he insisted!
So, if a messy scene occurs during the process, naturally one wouldn't want outsiders to see it.
Of course, there could be other reasons, such as concern for one's clansmen...
Qu Jianlei pondered for a moment before asking, "So, this Yuan's Sorrow... has no outward manifestation?"
"That's a question you're asking. I doubt anyone could answer it," the young lady said leisurely. "At least, no True Lord knows."
She spoke with such certainty, as if she had witnessed countless debates between true masters.
“A bottomless grayness,” the head suddenly spoke, “the grayness is in the emotions, but there is also perception…”
"I heard this before I entered Yuxiu!"
The young lady was about to argue, but upon hearing the words "before entering Yuxiu," she immediately understood: "Haoran Sect, then it's alright."
"Then... let's activate it?" Qu Jianlei sighed softly. "Which senior would be so kind as to perform a divination?"
“Go ahead and activate it,” the Möbius strip said calmly. “It’s better than getting caught off guard…no one can predict the future.”
"Heh," the big-headed boy snorted, a hint of disdain rising in his heart: So many profound thoughts, and no one has calculated them?
Although he is also a Xuanzun, he has already taken action and cannot exacerbate the karmic consequences any further!
Qu Jianlei had a sudden thought and secretly activated the Dao Stele.
In fact, the Dao Stele is not subject to his will at all, and refining it is out of the question!
However, the Yunzi Stele can sense his emotions and may not necessarily be unresponsive to certain reasonable requests.
It's arrogant about small things, but about big things... it shouldn't be that bad, right?
The next moment, the already sizable phantom of the Dao stele began to grow again, at a steady pace, though not fast.
Qu Jianlei felt somewhat strained, but more than that, he felt an unwavering determination to move forward!
It truly lives up to its reputation as a monument; when it comes to the determination to protect it, no one can compare.
"You... you actually refined it," Tong Zu looked at him with a strange expression in his eyes.
He really didn't believe that the other party could have refined the Dao Tablet. Even if he was the chosen one with amazing luck, he still had to abide by the basic rules, right?
He admitted that it was theoretically possible for someone in the Integration Stage to partially refine the Dao Stele.
As for the True Lord, there's no point in even thinking about it. As a Mysterious Venerable, he dares to take responsibility for his own judgment.
But the True Venerable... he simply couldn't imagine it!
(End of this chapter)