Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

The outcome of this struggle was obvious and clear at a glance.

If Luo Yan chooses the latter, it means that he is no longer firm in his own destiny of cultivation and no longer trusts it.
How could someone with such a mindset possibly achieve harmony with the Tao?

If this continues, Luo Yan will be stuck at the Void Refinement Realm, with no possibility of breaking through.
This is to eliminate his powerful reliance at its root.

Their intentions are absolutely sinister!
Therefore, both of the choices Leng Zijin left for Luo Yan actually had significant problems.

Neither of these choices is perfect.

It could even affect the future path of the second spiritual body, so Luo Yan cannot afford to be careless!
"If you were the variable itself, or possess the variable that is the variable, what would you do?"

When Luo Yan realized that normal thinking was no longer able to make the right choices, he simply changed his approach to thinking.

If there's no way out, then don't go down that road.

Since the road ahead is blocked, trying other paths might be a good option.

Luo Yan put herself in Leng Zijin's shoes and planned to rehearse his response.

In the end, after much deliberation, Luo Yan still did not think there would be any problems with his deduction.

Because Luo Yan's questioning of his own deduction results is, in fact, questioning his own Dao.

He could allow this incarnation to perish, but he absolutely could not allow the path of destiny, which he relied on for solace, to be affected in any way.

This is the foundation of his reputation!

Even if he lost this battle of fate, the second spiritual body could not allow any gaps to exist in its own laws and principles.

As long as Luo Yan's original body exists, he can be resurrected indefinitely and will never die.

However, if the laws of the Dao are cracked, that would be the most terrifying thing, as it would affect future cultivation.

Luo Yan would naturally not allow such a thing to happen.

Once this fact is established, the remaining possibilities are not hard to guess.

Luo Yan guessed that Leng Zijin had most likely figured out some way or method that could influence the course of this battle.

That's why he dared to make such a big bet with Luo Yan.

One game decides the fate of the world!
"call"

Thinking of this, Luo Yan felt immense pressure. He looked into the distance and suddenly had an idea.

"I apologize for disturbing you, senior. May I ask what your duties are here?" Luo Yan asked.

With the outcome already predetermined and the variables unpredictable, his only way to break the deadlock is to seek external assistance.

The old man in hemp robes, standing in the void, raised his eyes, his cloudy gaze flickering, but he did not respond immediately.

"I know that the responsibility of every Star Envoy is to protect the peace of their own little world."

"But I would like to ask you another question, senior. What are your thoughts on the racial war below?"

"If a bloody battle involving the extermination of their clan were to break out between them, would you choose to stand by and watch, or would you intervene?"

Luo Yan was respectful and sincere, bowing respectfully and waiting for a response.

Before long, a slightly aged, hoarse voice rang out, saying, "Everything in the world has its own destiny."

Everything has its own destined end.

"Conflicts between races are not something a powerful person like myself can easily interfere with."

"Just as flowers bloom and then wither, and leaves fall and then fade, this is the way of nature, the way of heaven and earth."

Luo Yan looked up and carefully considered these words. The Blood Sun Venerable's meaning was very clear: he would choose to stay out of it.

After all, although racial wars are cruel, they are limited to those below the Venerable Realm. They may seem tragic enough, but they are actually a necessary part of the cycle of Heaven.

Such examples are almost countless.

Let alone such a small world conflict, even in the racial wars in the True Spirit Realm, no Mahayana Realm patriarchs would actually participate.

Because those at their level of mastery embody the ultimate truths of heaven and earth in every word and deed.

It is almost equivalent to the embodiment of the Tao.

Such a powerful being must have an incredibly broad perspective.
Naturally, they wouldn't care about the life or death of ants.

To be honest, if Luo Yan and Leng Zijin hadn't been fighting over fate, he wouldn't have cared about the lives and deaths of the creatures in the Blood Sun Realm.

Because that was their destiny, Luo Yan had no say in it and couldn't do anything about it.

"but."

Immediately afterward, the old man in hemp clothing paused for a moment.

Upon hearing this, Luo Yan bowed respectfully again and asked, "Please enlighten me, senior!"

"Heaven's way is impartial, and all things are treated like straw dogs; all living beings have their own destiny."

"But human nature is selfish. Our Immortal Alliance governs three thousand minor worlds and also has three thousand Star Envoys."

"Astrologists are human, and human beings have their own delusions."

Luo Yan frowned as she pondered the meaning of those words, but her expression quickly relaxed.

This old man has such keen senses; he actually noticed the strangeness of this place and even subtly hinted at himself through his words.

This shows that his stance can be upheld or it can be wavered.

"I beg you, senior, to spare no effort to preserve the human race's flame for all time, for the sake of our unity and coexistence across all realms."

Luo Yan answered sincerely, seemingly wholeheartedly devoted to the public good and upholding the banner of coexistence among humankind.

This matter involves no personal grudges whatsoever; it is entirely for the public good and for the sake of humanity!
Luo Yan couldn't directly reveal the results of the divination or the bet with Leng Zijin.

But some things, even if he doesn't say them outright, will be noticed by others, who will then realize what's going on.

This is the tacit understanding between intelligent people.

Two descendants of the Heavenly Fortune Star arrived in this realm one after the other. Below, a racial war was still raging, and anyone could guess that calamity was about to befall them.

Not to mention an old monster like Venerable Blood Sun.

Instead of asking what the divine secret was, he guided Luo Yan to express his request.

Thus, they can wait for a higher price and turn a passive situation into an active one.

They might even be able to gain an advantage.

After all, the Blood Sun Venerable's strength is extraordinary, belonging to one of the supreme combat forces of the human race.

As long as one is within the human realm, to some extent, this Mahayana old monster's perception ability is almost omniscient and omnipotent.

There are few things in the world that can be hidden from their eyes and ears.

“Delusion is selfish, but humanity is not selfish!”

The old man in hemp clothing responded quietly, neither agreeing nor refusing.

He was demanding something in return.

"This junior is not talented, but I wish to maintain a lasting friendship with the Blood Sun Realm from now on."

Luo Yan understood that the other party's lack of refusal meant they were waiting for him to offer a suitable price.

What started as a request for advice instantly turned into a blatant exchange of interests.

It is hard to imagine that such words could come from the mouth of a Mahayana master.

However, Luo Yan was well-versed in this matter and tried his best to reach a consensus with Venerable Blood Sun.

After all, his struggle for destiny with Leng Zijin was extremely risky; a slight misstep could lead to the collapse of the Laws of Nature. Luo Yan had no choice but to consider it carefully.

Leng Zijin is a huge variable. He chose the Feathered People, which will naturally lead to the Feathered People slaughtering everyone in the Blood Sun Realm.

Luo Yan's solution was to ask Venerable Blood Sun to preserve the human race's lineage in the name of humanity.

In this way, Leng Zijin's trump card was naturally defeated without any attack.

With the appearance of a puppet incarnation of a Mahayana patriarch, even the most powerful trump cards and the most unpredictable variables would submit to such absolute power.

Luo Yan believed that even if it was just a puppet avatar, the power possessed by the Blood Sun Venerable was enough to be described as devastating and capable of recreating the earth, wind, water, and fire.

If the other party wanted to, they could easily destroy this ancient life-bearing star without much effort.

The old man in hemp robes scrutinized the young man in green robes before him, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Can!"

Hearing this, Luo Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In this battle of fate, he finally had the confidence to win.

Leng Zijin has both unpredictable circumstances and external support.

The outcome is still uncertain!

The next moment, a wisp of mysterious light burst forth from Luo Yan's palm, dreamlike and ethereal, indistinct and hazy, and flew towards the lower realm.

"So they really opted for a draw?"

In the Blood Sun Realm, within the temple of the Feathered People, a gentle-looking young man narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his vision, that ray of destiny's mysterious light was as dazzling as the sun in the sky, flying into the heart of the human race before disappearing.

Finally, his formidable adversary also made his move.

"However, no matter what ending you choose, it's still a poor choice."

"This is a chess game I prepared especially for you, with the aim of catching you, this turtle that's already trapped in a jar."

"Who would have thought that you and that person were from the same sect? No wonder he kept you on Tianyun Star."

"Otherwise, this battle will be the day your avatar perishes."

"Forget it, this feud started because of me, and it should end because of me."

Let our grudges be wiped away with this racial war.

Leng Zijin smiled, a smile carrying a strange meaning.

He recalled the scene from a few days ago when he had visited the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets.

At that time, the other party gave him an extremely shocking answer: his brother Luo in green robes was actually from the same school as the Heavenly Mystery Elder.

No wonder the other party possesses such a profound understanding of destiny.

Upon learning this news, Leng Zijin understood that the feud between him and this Brother Luo could no longer be delayed.

This must be resolved immediately!
The Old Man of Heavenly Secrets' views will determine whether his future schemes can be perfectly realized.

Even if he suffers some losses for this, Leng Zijin doesn't care at all.

Leng Zijin's eyes shone brightly, with an incomparably profound and mysterious light of destiny surging within them, as if they contained the entire world.

In the Blood Sun Realm, humans and winged beings clashed everywhere, their armies locked in a stalemate, constantly locked in combat.

It resembled a blood-red battlefield.

Both the human race and the winged race are super-powerful races in the Blood Sun Realm, belonging to the kind of king versus king.

With a large number of beings from both races, naturally, powerful individuals emerge in droves.

In this battle, everyone from the patriarchs of human sects who were dormant underground to the first and second-tier winged infants eagerly participated.

The sound of magical artifacts shook the heavens, and the cries of winged beings echoed across the sky, shaking the clouds.

Every living being in the Blood Sun Realm could see streaks of light rising from the ground, heading straight for the mountain peaks, and charging into the chaotic battlefield.

The battle was fierce and turbulent, with blood raining down from the clouds.

From dawn till dusk, from morning till night, it never stopped!
The war between the two races has no specific area; it rages across wild forests, human cities, and the skies and the earth.
Everywhere you look, you see figures from both sides locked in fierce combat.

Even Luo Yan's second spirit body, which had participated in the war against the sea tribes, had to marvel at the cruelty of the war, since the war on the Five Elements Sect's side was led by his main body.

Although the second spirit body shares the same memories, it is still not as shocking as experiencing it firsthand.

Blood rained down like a torrential downpour, covering thousands of miles with bones.
That's absolutely the most accurate description.

One year, two years, ten years have passed.

The war between humans and winged people remains at a stalemate.

Both sides suffered countless casualties, but the fighting showed no signs of stopping.

Because every racial war is actually a battle for resources. Since resources within one's own tribe are limited, as the number of people increases, the only option is to expand outwards.

Therefore, this war will not stop until the number of dead is sufficient.

On this day, a large white bird flew out from the temple of the Feathered People.

Its speed is extremely fast, embodying the speed of the world, arriving in an instant like sunlight.

A large white bird traversed the space, passing through the very center of the human army.

*Pfft!* *Pfft!* *Pfft!*

Instantly, bursts of blood mist exploded, and all the human powerhouses who were struck by that beam of light were crushed into minced meat.

The battle in this direction instantly turned into a one-sided massacre.

The entire human army was wiped out.

A month later, another large white bird burst forth and appeared on another battlefield.

This time, the human army was wiped out once again.

Because the speed of that white bird was simply too fast, even exceeding the speed of lightning and comparable to the speed of light.

Simply appalling!
After that, every month, a large white bird would fly out and wreak havoc on the battlefield between the two races, displaying its divine power.

The human army began a series of defeats, and their inevitable loss was already evident!
Although those terrifying birds could not exist for very long, their absolute power still terrified countless human cultivators.

'Om! '

Deep in the clouds, Luo Yan's figure appeared out of thin air, his robes fluttering in the wind.

He pressed his palm down lightly, releasing countless colorful threads that transformed into a terrifying net, enveloping the horrifying white bird.

Then, Luo Yan put his five fingers together, held the large bird tightly, and examined it carefully.
After a moment, Luo Yan's eyes turned slightly cold, and he said softly, "Is this all you've got?"

"You're courting death!"

Luo Yan's tone was icy. Over the past ten years, he had considered many possibilities and guessed that the variable Leng Zijin relied on was a mysterious magical artifact or some kind of powerful secret treasure.

He made connections to each of them.

Who would have thought that only today would Luo Yan truly understand that Leng Zijin's reliance was actually a demonic secret technique.

The other party modified the bodies of the Feathered People, refined their bloodline, and then caused them to revert to their ancestral state.

Such methods are naturally incredibly powerful, amounting to nothing less than a dimensional reduction attack on the creatures of this world.

Human powerhouses were naturally no match for such a reverted ancestral demonic bird, and their repeated defeats were to be expected. (End of Chapter)