NOVPUBThe Plague Demon Technique represented necrotic qi.
It forcibly seized the life force from living beings.
At that moment, Xu Zimei’s body was saturated with dense necrotic qi, endlessly merging with the external world.
"Let’s see who can last longer," Xu Zimei said with a grin.
Necrotic qi wandered inside his own body and that of the three-headed, six-armed monster.
Xu Zimei was not afraid, for even if his body rotted from the necrotic qi, he still had the Tree of Life.
But the monster was different; though it had a significant immunity to necrotic qi, when everything reached a critical point...
The monster’s body gradually turned gray.
Its six arms began to fall off bit by bit, and its eyes gradually dimmed.
Dense necrotic qi thrived between the two.
The monster raised a hand, seemingly wanting to say something, but it was speechless, only its massive body slowly disintegrating.
The sound of "crack, crack" rose near the ears.
Xu Zimei took a deep breath, watching as the monster completely vanished before he could slowly move his originally stiff body.
The necrotic qi inside him was completely expelled.
"What a hassle," he muttered.
His feet were on the trench floor; the ground was hard, and the necrotic qi was not as dense as before.
Moving forward, Xu Zimei walked past the Trench of Necrotic Qi and arrived at a plain.
The previously hidden Pen of Life and Death reappeared before his eyes.
The Pen of Life and Death, with its ink splattering, stretched from one end of the firmament to the other.
Watching the pen tip sweep across the sky, it seemed to be about to write something.
Xu Zimei didn’t want the hassle and directly leaped towards the Pen of Life and Death.
The Tyrant Shadow in his hand brought furies of wind and thunder, "rumbling" the firmament into turmoil.
The word the Pen of Life and Death was about to write was interrupted, seemingly a bit annoyed.
But Xu Zimei had no way to deal with it.
In this void, the Pen of Life and Death moved freely,
able to travel through the void at will.
Seeing this, Xu Zimei frowned slightly.
He took out the Book of Life and Death from the True Fate World.
Originally, under the suppression of True Fate, the Book of Life and Death was slightly restless.
Now released, it erupted instantly.
The sound of "whoosh" followed; the black and white pages of the Book of Life and Death flipped open to the first page.
Black and white beams of light intertwined and soared into the sky.
The previously concealed Pen of Life and Death seemed to sense something and joyfully revolved around this beam of light.
At this moment, Xu Zimei’s body floated in the void.
He couldn’t control his own body because his consciousness was drawn into a realm.
He stood there stunned as majestic voices rang out.
The Great Dao of Life and Death, mysterious as the sea of dao.
The life and death of humans are mutually transformative, a cycle of the qi of heaven and earth.
Every minute and second is a transformation between life and death.
Accompanying each sound, countless words flooded into Xu Zimei’s mind.
After a long time, Xu Zimei finally opened his eyes.
In his eyes, black and white colors swirled.
The Great Dao of Life and Death is the most important part of the Great Yin-Yang Path.
Everything in the world cannot be separated from Yin and Yang, whether life and death, water and fire, size, black and white.
Everything has its opposites.
And life and death are the most indispensable things for every species’ origin.
Except for the legendary beings who have opened the twelve Vein Gates and are indestructible and immortal.
All living beings cannot escape the factors of birth, aging, sickness, and death.
To put it simply, every minute and second of your existence, you are both alive and dying.
Xu Zimei slowly extended his hand, and the Book of Life and Death, carrying the Pen of Life and Death, flew over from the horizon.
Carrying a thick Qi of Life and Death, it hovered in front of Xu Zimei.
"The Book of Life and Death and the Pen of Life and Death are inherently a matching set.
Without one, the other cannot be used, nor can it exert its original power."
Xu Zimei murmured.
"The Book of Life and Death, created at the dawn of heaven and earth, records the cycle of life and death of all beings.
It can determine life and death, alter fate, and seize opportunities.
It is ranked eighteenth among the supreme divine artifacts in the Heaven Beyond Heavens, a realm of a myriad of entities."
This Book of Life and Death was born of the cosmos, not crafted by any man.
Naturally formed, it is an artifact with the most complete patterns of the Great Dao.
As for what exactly the patterns of the Great Dao were, Xu Zimei slightly frowned; this was something he had not yet encountered.
These pieces of information were all conveyed to him by the Book of Life and Death.
The previous master who possessed the complete Book of Life and Death was the Undying Ancestor.
Later, he was hunted and, lingering for a thousand years, decided to leave the Heaven Beyond Heavens at a great cost. He destroyed his future and sought refuge in the Yuan Central Continent.
Unexpectedly, he was still bombed and killed.
During that great battle, the Book of Life and Death was left on the Yuan Central Continent and eventually led to the founding of the sect by the True Martial Great Emperor.
It had just come into being.
As for the Pen of Life and Death, after changing owners several times, it finally ended up with the Yin-Yang Ancestral Master, who brought it to the Heavenly Dao Academy.
Looking at this information, Xu Zimei took a deep breath.
He stretched out both hands, holding the Book of Life and Death in his palms, and began to study it.
...
The sun set in the west,
The heartbroken stood at the horizon!
The sky of the Heavenly Dao Academy also gradually darkened, and in recent times, the atmosphere within the academy had been very tense.
Since the last time the Firmament was torn, someone had recklessly claimed that they would destroy the Heavenly Dao Academy in seven days.
Many students had already made their judgments.
Some had already left Heavenly Dao City ahead of time during this unsettling period.
Yet the Heavenly Dao Academy had not made any statement.
As the night deepened, several figures gathered in a pavilion within the academy.
A murmuring conversation was heard.
"It seems they can really keep their cool."
"Could they be planning to smash the pot since it’s already cracked, wanting everyone to go down with them?"
"That shouldn’t be the case, after all, the Heavenly Dao Academy is the leader of the human civilization."
"Then why don’t we spread the word within the academy? After all, our target is only the academy; we don’t involve others."
"What about that fool Ao Nan, how will we explain to the Ancient Dragon Dynasty?"
At this point, a silence fell.
"Let’s be honest."
"The people from the Ancient Dragon Dynasty are inherently domineering. What if they blame us?"
"What can we do about it? It’s his own foolishness to insist on a fight to the death, making it difficult for us to intervene."
"True, let’s all keep a low profile during this period."
After saying this, the figures disappeared into the thick night.
All around was quiet.
The quietness was somewhat unusual, like the calm before a storm.
...…
Late in the night, the gates of the Land of Life and Death were slowly opened.
No one cared, nor did anyone notice.
Dressed in a purple robe, Xu Zimei walked out with his head held high and his chest out.
His expression was normal, showing no signs of what he had just experienced.
He then discerned his direction and headed towards Vermilion Bird Island by stepping into the air.
The familiar sound of hammering still echoed above the island, the sparks flashed, and Shi Jian’s figure flickered through the darkness.
