Chapter 177 - 109: Skies Have Clear and Cloudy Days, the Moon Wanes; People Have Sorrow and Joy, and Banquets Must End

Chapter 177: Chapter 109: Skies Have Clear and Cloudy Days, the Moon Wanes; People Have Sorrow and Joy, and Banquets Must End

Instead, he was using his actual body.

Seeing this scene, Hao Fu reflexively recalled the agony the previous two strikes had brought him.

He thought, "A madman, an absolute madman! How dare this kid use his actual body to bear the power of that entity! Does he really think that just because he is favored, he can act fearlessly forever? No matter how much those supreme beings dote on him, it’s absolutely impossible for him to repeatedly borrow power that doesn’t belong to him without paying a price!"

Perhaps guessing Hao Fu’s thoughts, Lu Chen spoke as he executed the Outer Path One Sword.

"Even if I die, as a student, I absolutely cannot waste the opportunity Teacher Chen bought for me with his life.

"Sever."

Facing the giant arm, Lu Chen brought his sword down.

The next second, Hao Fu’s massive arm froze in mid-air. Countless blood lines then surfaced on it, quickly erupting in a massive spray of blood.

"Ah!"

Hao Fu clutched his severed right arm in agony, looking at Lu Chen in terror.

However, when he noticed Lu Chen’s deathly pale face, completely drained of color, and his Divine Soul as fragile as a flickering candle in the wind, the terror in his heart quickly turned into the relief of having survived a disaster.

"Thank goodness. Thank goodness he only had this one strike left. If he could unleash one or two more strikes, I would have been in real danger," he thought.

Looking at Lu Chen, who could now barely stand, Hao Fu clutched his severed arm and said in a complicated tone, "It’s a good thing you could only execute three strikes, and it’s a good thing you are only at the Qi Cultivation Stage. If you had reached Foundation Establishment or could unleash even one more strike, I might have truly died by your hands today.

"To be able to teach a student like you, Old Chen’s life... was worthwhile."

But just as Hao Fu prepared to turn around and leave with Bian Shouyi, who was on the ground, Lu Chen suddenly spoke.

"Who told you... I only had three strikes?"

Hao Fu turned his head in horror, only to find a golden light suddenly enveloping Lu Chen’s body. Under the nourishment of this golden light, his battered and riddled body, along with his Divine Soul that had been like a flickering candle in the wind, actually began to recover continuously.

It was as if something had altered Lu Chen’s destiny, causing him to exhibit a phenomenon that defied the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

"H-how is this possible?!" Hao Fu watched in disbelief, his mind going completely blank.

Resurrection from the dead. This was a true resurrection from the dead. It was absolutely not a method like possession or rebirth through a borrowed corpse!

He wondered how such a method could possibly exist in this world...

Watching Lu Chen transform from a dying man to someone radiating vibrant vitality once again, Hao Fu felt the Dao of Cultivation he had built up since childhood completely shatter.

The dead cannot be resurrected; when the soul disperses, the Dao fades. This was an ultimate truth engraved in the hearts of all Cultivators. Even Sinisters were no exception. Yet, Lu Chen had broken this truth.

Let alone Lu Chen, who was only at the Qi Cultivation Stage, even those at the Golden Core Stage, the Nascent Soul Stage... or even true Immortals could absolutely not violate this ultimate truth of heaven and earth! Otherwise, the world would have descended into chaos long ago.

And it was also at this moment that Lu Chen finally understood why Cyan Cloud True Immortal had chosen to suppress the Little Golden Dragon back then instead of killing it. It was because the Dao mastered by the Little Golden Dragon could not be severed or extinguished, not even by Immortals.

[Heavenly Dao Fragment (Returning to Heaven)]

[Effect: Can negate death once, resurrecting on the spot]

Returning to Heaven. This was the Dao the Little Golden Dragon had mastered after devouring several Dragon Veins.

Its principle was roughly similar to the relationship between a dynasty and the mountains and rivers it governed. No matter how the dynasty changed, the mountains and rivers remained the same mountains and rivers, and the sky remained the same sky.

And the Little Golden Dragon, in a certain sense, represented those very mountains and rivers. As long as the heaven and earth it represented still existed, then it, the Fortune Golden Dragon representing the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers, would never truly die.

Conversely, once these mountains and rivers vanished, the Little Golden Dragon would truly die.

Therefore, in a sense, the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers was the Little Golden Dragon’s true body. The so-called Fortune Golden Dragon was nothing more than the soul of these Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers.

Thus, if Cyan Cloud True Immortal wanted to slay the Little Golden Dragon back then, he would have needed to destroy the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers. This was undoubtedly unacceptable to him.

Although Lu Chen could not achieve the Little Golden Dragon’s level of an indestructible soul as long as the mountains and rivers remained intact, by relying on this small portion of the Heavenly Dao Fragment, he had temporarily achieved a similar effect.

Which was exactly what the interface stated... resurrecting once.

These few simple words contained a terrifying implication behind them. The vastness of the Dao of Returning to Heaven even surpassed the mysterious Outer Path One Sword.

Right now, let alone comprehending it, Lu Chen could not even begin to understand it.

However, none of this mattered to him at the moment. He first had to finish off Hao Fu, the heavily injured Fake Core Cultivator!

"Sever."

As Lu Chen summoned the Outer Path Incarnation once again, that nearly unavoidable sword strike slashed toward Hao Fu once more.

"No!!!"

This time, Hao Fu didn’t choose to block it head-on; instead, he turned and ran.

But no matter how fast he ran, he could never outrun Lu Chen’s strike.

Hao Fu had only taken a single step when his body instantly froze in place. Immediately after, his head separated from his body and fell heavily to the ground.

Just as Lu Chen was about to deliver another strike to Hao Fu to be certain, he suddenly saw an illusory jade hand appear from thin air and snatch something from Hao Fu’s corpse.

In that jade hand, Lu Chen saw a tiny figure struggling incessantly.