Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Fang Yang was currently laying low in a corner of the Beast Rushing Mountain Range.

The war raging outside, however, had already reached a fever pitch!

The monarchs of the five great Golden Clans, in particular, had revealed themselves one after another, putting Sen Yue’s grand army under immense pressure.

[...As autumn turned to winter, the monarch of the Hei family, Hei Lizhen, unleashed the Mystical Skill ’Combined Force Flow.’ Like a great whale turning in the water, he swept aside the Dongfang Race’s final line of defense!]

[On that day, the sky went dark, and all creation fell silent.]

[On that same day, the monarch of the Muri Race, Muri Guang Huang, unleashed his Bright Phoenix Dharma Aspect to suppress Jiang Venerable Sword. This forced the Cold Flood Dragon Banner from its position, compelling a retreat...]

It was one piece of bad news after another.

In just a few short days, the situation had changed at a bewildering pace.

The outcome was hard to believe.

But this was the aftermath of the great calamity that had destroyed countless tribes.

Suddenly, Sen Yue’s grand army faced a major crisis.

Everyone was gripped by fear, terrified that disaster would befall them next.

At the encampment of the White Feathered Eagle Bronze Tribe.

Hong Qishang’s expression was grim. "Even a peerlessly powerful Sword Cultivator like Jiang Venerable Sword was suppressed and driven away. This doesn’t look good."

"There’s nothing to be done. The Five Races Alliance is too fearsome. I’m afraid even a Young Venerable couldn’t fight them all at once," Fang Xuan said softly, cradling the leader of the Black Water Eagles.

Lu Yao’s brow furrowed, and she sighed in resignation. "Alas, there’s too little time. All we can do is drift along and hope we can hold on until the end without being purged."

Even though the White Feathered Eagle Bronze Tribe was situated in a remote corner of the Beast Rushing Mountain Range, they couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread.

The situation was changing rapidly. If Sen Yue’s grand army was truly defeated, they feared they would become prisoners of war.

Conversely, if Sen Yue’s grand army achieved ultimate victory, they would rise with the tide, perhaps even ascending from a Bronze Tribe to a Silver Tribe in one fell swoop!

Amidst this turmoil, Fang Yang’s expression remained calm.

With one hand clasped behind his back, he gazed at the Small Frost Horse gamboling in the mountains.

The Small Frost Horse had grown considerably.

Once it reached the Tier Two Elementary realm, it would officially enter adulthood.

In other words, at that point, Fang Yang would be able to ride it into battle.

’Sen Yue, how are you going to get out of this?’ Fang Yang wondered, his eyes narrowing with curiosity.

Soon enough, Sen Yue provided an answer.

[...The Ming Sea region fell, and the eastern territories fell along with it.]

[Sen Yue’s grand army fell back continuously, until only their old territory in the Changkong region remained for them to defend.]

[The five great Golden Clans attacked in unison. Sen Yue’s grand army collapsed like a landslide. The situation was dire, and it seemed a dirge was about to be sung for Sen Yue.]

[But against all expectations, Sen Yue single-handedly sounded the horn for a counterattack.]

[Wielding the Three-Plume Cyan Bottle, a Sacred Artifact, and channeling his Taiyin Dharma Aspect, his power had already reached the realm of a Saint!]

[The gulf between a Saint and a mortal is vast, and the world itself transformed.]

[Even when the five monarchs joined forces, each wielding their own Sacred Artifact, they were no match for Sen Yue!]

[On that day, people finally understood the true meaning of the title ’Young Venerable.’]

[Sen Yue suppressed the five monarchs one after another. He was on the verge of unifying the Xuan Region and ending the war for its dominion...]

BOOM!

It was like the first thunderclap to ever echo across the world.

The entire Xuan Region erupted at the monumental feat Sen Yue had accomplished, and the uproar was ceaseless.

This outcome was simply too shocking to be believed.

It left not only the common folk dumbfounded, but even the Saints of the great Golden Clans were rendered speechless.

This Sen Yue, who had condensed a True Dragon of Providence, had undeniably and unshakeably established himself in the realm of the Young Venerable!

A weaker Saint—for instance, an ordinary Saint with a second-rate Sacred Body and no Sacred Artifact—might even be defeated by Sen Yue, who could overcome their higher realm!

It was even rumored that the high and mighty Longevity Heaven had cast its gaze upon Sen Yue and blessed him.

The encampment of the White Feathered Eagle Bronze Tribe.

The command tent.

Fang Yang gazed up at the White Feathered Eagle soaring high in the sky, his heart filled with complex emotions.

’To think a guy like him could attain the Dao in a single stroke... No, I’m afraid only someone like him *could* ever attain the Dao...’

The next moment, an image of Sen Hui inexplicably flashed through his mind.

He suddenly thought, ’If I really ended up with Sen Hui, wouldn’t I have to spend the rest of my life walking on thin ice, unable to make a single mistake?’

’Perhaps, in the eyes of others, most of what I’ve achieved today is thanks to Sen Hui.’

’But in truth, my foundation is my ability to Pursue Fortune and Avoid Calamity.’

’And even without Sen Hui or my ability, I could have used Chen Ying to rise to power!’

’What an oppressive predicament this is.’

’The more I think about it, the more I feel one terrifying restraint after another closing in.’

’But if I were to abandon my wish to seek the Dao of immortality, those restraints would become my safest fortress.’

’But I will never give up on Pursuing Fortune and Avoiding Calamity, nor on my goal of becoming an Immortal Ancestor!’

Fang Yang’s gaze was resolute, his expression serene.

No matter the obstacles, he would not be deterred.

Just then, the White Feathered Eagle let out a piercing cry.

It abruptly broke free from the shackles of its old Bloodline Power, and its body was instantly wreathed in a deeper, more mystical flame. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

An eagle struck the vast heavens, its fierce flames scorching the sky!

...

In just a few short days, Sen Yue’s grand army had gone from the depths of hell to the heights of heaven.

This dramatic reversal was all because of Sen Yue!

Now, across the entire Xuan Region, everyone was talking about Sen Yue.

They spoke of his glorious feat of suppressing the five great monarchs—including Hei Liwu and Muri Guang Huang—and were all deeply shaken by it.

Jiang Venerable Sword, Qingkong, Chen Kui, Dongfang Mobai... none of them could help but be completely convinced of his superiority.

The prodigies of Sen Yue’s generation, whether at the Dao Seed Level or the monarch level, found their brilliance completely eclipsed by him alone.

For the foreseeable future, a sky named "Sen Yue" would loom over their heads.

This sky didn’t just loom over the likes of Jiang Venerable Sword, Qingkong, and Chen Kui.

Even younger prodigies like Zhang Ye, Dongfang Xuezhi, and Fang Yang were profoundly affected by its presence.

In a land of molten lava.

Zhang Ye sighed. "First Sen Yue, and now Sen Wei. I’m afraid it’ll be impossible for me to make a name for myself in the Changkong Race."

"Heh, Cousin, by that logic, the one who should be most worried is Fang Yang!" his younger cousin, Zhang Le, said with a gloating laugh.

It was one thing to be down on your luck, but seeing your sworn enemy’s faction in an even worse state was undoubtedly one of life’s great pleasures.

Fang Yang... As Zhang Ye considered this, a thoughtful glint appeared in his eyes.

Objectively speaking, he had to agree with his cousin.

But he had a nagging feeling that, given the chance, Fang Yang just might be able to topple the twin skies of Sen Wei and Sen Yue, to spread his wings and soar, free and unfettered.

But regardless, that was all a matter for the future.

What mattered now was that with Sen Yue’s grand army emerging as the final victor of the war, Fang Yang’s status as a Command Holder would rise with the tide.

In fact, thanks to his special relationship with Sen Hui, his status would even surpass that of some Dao Seed Level prodigies.

After all, having a direct line to the top was no laughing matter!