mtl008 Chapter 1829
Chapter 1829
"Of those who survived and returned to the Imperial Pass, only forty-seven survived."
"Holy crap! This proportion... is terrifying!" Chen Xuan's eyes widened suddenly, his mouth agape, his face filled with disbelief.
Out of 460 million people, only 47 survived. This is no war; it's a meat grinder!
"Hmph, this is just the statistic for the advance team in the final battle." Little Tower's voice grew even colder.
"As for how many people died in those small-scale battles before the decisive battle, it's impossible to count. In short, after the decisive battle at the Immortal Ancient Imperial Pass, seven or eight of the ten Great Emperors who were originally stationed at the Imperial Pass were lost; and the Immortal Kings and Dao Lords who participated in the decisive battle were almost wiped out."
"Fortunately, in the end, it was our cultivator civilization that won—otherwise, where would this era be where you can cultivate in peace?"
Chen Xuan felt a heavy weight in his heart. After a long silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Little Tower, do you know why the Strange Race insists on going to war with our cultivator civilization? What are they after?"
The little tower remained silent for a moment, its body swaying slightly, its tone carrying an undeniable resolve:
“You cannot know now. I am afraid that these things will affect your resolve and cause you to go astray on your path of cultivation.”
"Isn't my Dao heart strong enough?" Chen Xuan was somewhat unwilling. He was extremely curious about this war that spanned an era.
"It's not a matter of how strong your Dao heart is, it's that your realm and strength are not yet sufficient." The little tower interrupted him mercilessly.
"Knowing now will only cause you more trouble and will not do you any good. Once you have cultivated to the True Immortal Realm, you will be qualified to go to the Imperial Pass to watch the battle, even in the Immortal Ancient Era. At that time, it will not be too late for me to tell you everything."
Chen Xuanben wanted to try his best to persuade Chen Xuanben to reveal more ancient secrets.
But this time, Xiaota seemed determined to keep quiet, and no matter how he tried to communicate with her through telepathy, she didn't respond at all.
Seeing this, he had no choice but to back down, his tone carrying a hint of compromise:
"Then I'll ask a different question, just one! It's definitely not a secret about the ancient battle between immortals, it's about basic understanding of cultivation realms, you can answer that, right?"
After a moment of silence, Xiaota finally uttered a cold "Speak".
Chen Xuan quickly reviewed the conversation and voiced his doubts:
"You said before that if a Dao Lord of Life and Death fails to merge with the Dao, his true spirit will perish and he will die when his lifespan ends? But I've heard people say that as long as a cultivator successfully transcends the Heavenly Immortal Tribulation, he can live as long as heaven and earth and be immortal!"
Chen Xuan squinted at the small tower, "How come even those who reach the higher realm of Dao Lord end up with their lifespans exhausted?"
"What you're saying might not be wrong for weaker Celestial Immortals or Celestial Gods," the little tower said with a hint of sarcasm, as if mocking such superficial understanding.
"But those weak celestial beings have no chance to live to their lifespan limit—resources in the cultivation world are limited, and there is constant fighting. They often perish in some struggle or vendetta before their lifespan runs out."
It paused, then added, "Let me tell you the truth: if a celestial being, upon passing through the heavenly tribulation and achieving immortality, severed all ties with the world and never left or entered the mortal realm again, content to remain a 'coward' in the immortal abode he created, he might truly live to the end of a chaotic era."
Xiao Ta continued, "But think about it, is that even possible? Which cultivator isn't fighting tooth and nail for higher realms and more resources? Who would willingly be trapped in a small world for their entire life?"
"A Chaotic Era?" Chen Xuan murmured, repeating the words over and over, his eyes filled with curiosity. "How long exactly is a Chaotic Era?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaota did not answer directly, but instead had a thought.
Suddenly, wisps of gray mist appeared in mid-air. These wisps, as if alive, collided and gathered, gradually outlining the shapes of stars and planets, slowly coalescing from scattered starlight into a complete nebula.