Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

The master of the Holy Temple.

It is the most mysterious existence in the sanctuary.

It is said that he is the oldest surviving saint in the sanctuary.

Almost all sages and veteran saints like the King of Hell were able to embark on the path of transcendence because of his grace.

As usual, the third sage went deep into the temple and reported the latest information he had collected during this period.

After finishing the report, the third sage hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered that the power of the Holy Land should be concentrated to destroy the strongholds of the Savior lineage in various time domains.

Thereby ensuring the future peace of the sanctuary.

"The peace of the sanctuary?"

A neutral voice sounded in the empty darkness.

"Come in, Kaa."

The third sage heard his true name and quickly responded and walked into the darkness.

As he took a step forward, in the blink of an eye the third sage found himself in a sunny and beautiful world.

This world has beautiful mountains and rivers and a pleasant climate.

The only thing that made the third sage a little uncomfortable was that there was not a single spiritual energy in this world.

It seemed that all the spiritual energy was sealed in the core of the earth veins by a powerful barrier, condensing into crystals like top-grade spiritual stones.

This has caused the billions of creatures living in this vast world, even though they have lived here for who knows how many years, to be reincarnated countless times under the will of the palace master.

However, no extraordinary person has ever been born.

"Kao, when I was condensing my golden elixir, my master once told me this."

“Life will find its own way.”

"So I changed the environment of the big world inside my body, and started over and over again."

"I want to see if these creatures can find their way out in an environment without spiritual energy."

The Third Sage listened to the voice in his ears and scanned the land.

This land is very, very big, comparable to the surface area of ​​those big worlds in the ocean of time and space.

This has led to the existence of many intelligent creatures in this vast world.

Even without extraordinary powers, these creatures still gathered together, formed a social structure, and then tried their best to find ways to strengthen their own race in order to gain a chance to survive in this place where thousands of races live together.

At the same time, there is a deeper hint in the subconscious of all intelligent life.

That is to find a way to escape from this big world.

Under the intentional control of the palace master.

All living beings remember in their subconscious that if they cannot escape, they will be reincarnated with this world and return to zero.

"These little lives have accumulated the subconsciousness of generations of ancestors."

"They are unable to practice, but they have already gathered the power of consciousness."

"It can train consciousness and form a consciousness totem or even a deity."

"Although in this world, these consciousness methods cannot affect reality, they can only shock the other party's mind."

“But if you take it to the outside world.”

“The best among them can ignite the fire of their souls and spirits, and instantly ascend to the eighth or even ninth level.”

The third sage agreed with the palace master's judgment without any doubt.

I also focused on remembering the aura of the outstanding people of all races on earth who were even inferior to the floating ones.

Then, the third sage asked:
"Palace Master, are you planning to take these outstanding people with you to join the battle?"

"No, they are still too weak."

In response to the third sage's question, the voice sounded again:
"They are now only qualified as fuelwood."

When it came to this, the sky of this world suddenly changed from bright to dim.

It quickly turned from dim to pitch black.

Under the pitch-black sky, billions of living beings felt great terror and looked up at the sky.

Some were dazed, some were crazy, and some were desperately begging for mercy.

There were also the best of the myriad races mentioned, all of them ignited the fire of their own consciousness and roared towards the sky, as if they wanted to resist the malice of the world towards them.

However, they cannot obtain extraordinary powers, no matter how much they resist or how determined they are.

No one can resist the decision of the master who controls the world.

An extremely huge black ball appeared in the sky, and then all living creatures were sucked into the black ball by a huge attraction.

Then it was ignited by a black flame inside the sphere and became a part of the black fire.

This process lasted less than ten breaths.

The Palace Master completed this cycle of harvesting.

He took back the black fire in the black ball.

Then the surface of the black ball broke open and turned into a long black rainstorm that washed the earth.

In the rain, there are the embers of the subconscious of all living beings after they have been ignited.

With the blessing of some mysterious power.

These ashes will be integrated into the deep subconsciousness of the next generation of new creatures.

Allowing them to grow and develop, and have the possibility to go further than the previous generation.

The sky became clear again and the earth was full of life again.

The third sage could see that hundreds of thousands of creatures of different races were born on the earth again, and they began to look at the world in confusion.

"Let's go."

"Go to the Northern King Time Domain and have a decisive battle."

"..."

At this moment, a black light appeared in the eyes of the third sage.

His hands were also covered with a layer of black film, and there was a faint flicker of fire.

The third sage smiled faintly, and instantly left this big world and appeared in the temple.

However, the third sage at this time had become the incarnation of the master of the temple.

The third sage's body was not devoured, but was suppressed deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, silently watching the hall master use his body.

The Palace Master appeared, even though he had not appeared for a long, long time.

Many of the new generation of saints have never even met the founder of the temple.

But at the moment when the palace master appeared.

All saints chose to surrender.

The moment they saw the Palace Master, all the Saints seemed to have seen the core of the Holy Land’s origin.

It was also at this moment that many veteran saints felt something in their hearts and realized what the hall master was doing.

He... has actually been integrating the original consciousness of this domain of time and space of the Holy Land!
This is a million times more difficult than the King of Hell's fusion into the forbidden area of ​​the Boundless Hell.

After being secretly shocked that the Palace Master had not yet gone crazy.

They also rekindled their confidence in this decisive battle.

The King of Hell also quietly re-sealed the incarnation that had been to the Huzhongdongtian and preserved it intact.

He stood firmly behind the Palace Master and supported all his decisions unconditionally.

And he soon got a wisp of black flame.

And learned about this fire that is fueled by the will of the strong.

It plays a very special and important role for these saints who are half a step away from the dark disaster.

When the flame burns in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After taking that crucial step, you can still remain conscious.

For the King of Hell, this is equivalent to giving him the opportunity to temporarily become the Dark Scourge.

Just retreat quickly before the flame burns out.

Although going back and forth like this will definitely have great side effects and consume a huge amount of resources.

But compared to becoming the dark scourge's combat power, it's clear that these costs are worth it! (End of this chapter)