Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

The beautiful figure who collapsed in Luo Yan's arms had dim eyes, a limp body, and no signs of life. Only her delicate hands were strong, tightly gripping Luo Yan's arms.

Senior Sister Lan has passed away.

Her body was aging and withering rapidly, fading away overnight.

Like a weed in the dead of winter, as it withers, its spirit gradually dissipates as well.

This time, however, Senior Sister Lan was smiling.

She smiled serenely; she was very happy during her final days, with no more obsessions in her heart.

Youth fades quickly, fate plays tricks, and flowers don't last forever.

Luo Yan looked at the limp figure that had collapsed into his arms and was now lifeless, and sighed heavily.

"Senior sister, may you rest in peace!"

Luo Yan spoke softly, her heart heavy and her mind filled with complex emotions.

Is this love?

It is indeed captivating, making one forget about the mundane world.

Even someone as aloof and dislikes crowds as Luo Yan craves this fleeting, innocent, and tender feeling of having someone cling to her in his arms.

This was a feeling he had never experienced before, and it captivated him, making him willingly succumb to it.

Luo Yan stood there, lost in thought, as a tremendous suction force swept in from the void. The will of spacetime was evident, constantly squeezing and pushing him away.

They seemed determined not to give up until they drove Luo Yan out of this world and allowed him to return to his own time.

This made Luo Yan realize once again that there must exist a will, an order or rule in the world, that governs and controls everything in the dark.

There is order in the universe!

Just as Luo Yan can return to this past time and space, but cannot change the established facts.

He was an observer, a passerby; he could see with his eyes and touch with his hands, but he couldn't change anything.

Because this is a fact that has already happened!

"I haven't yet seen my senior sister off on her final journey, dressed her up, or had an inscription carved for her tombstone."

"How could I possibly be driven away by you?"

Luo Yan murmured, and gray mist flowed around her body, with auspicious clouds spreading across her Dao body. The Dao light of reincarnation was dazzling, as she used it to resist the will of this world.

The power of reincarnation is unparalleled, and the power of fate is mysterious; even the order of heaven and earth cannot completely isolate these two forces.

Luo Yan withstood the devouring and squeezing force from the spacetime dimension.

As a result, he also saw more.

Luo Yan raised her eyes and looked up at the sky, her expression slightly stunned.

After the feeling of pressure between heaven and earth disappeared, he saw the whole process of Senior Sister Lan's soul disintegrating. The void suddenly cracked open, revealing a narrow rift.

Profound, boundless, empty, vast...

Luo Yan carefully examined the past, and a scarlet eye flashed through the gap, devoid of any emotion.

Cold, indifferent, and filled with the scent of death.

He appears as a living being, yet also as a unique statue, standing here, suppressing the universe.

This is a manifestation of the power of order.

Within the crack, red eyes shone, emitting an endless, eerie light that swallowed all other light.

Like a bottomless abyss, it sucked away Senior Sister Lan's soul, and like black and white ghost messengers, it was chasing her soul across the Yin and Yang realms.

At this moment, Luo Yan also felt a special attraction coming from the crack, which specifically targets the soul and can absorb all the souls in the world.

Even he will be affected.

Upon closer inspection, however, it becomes clear that this strange power is not actually that special.

It seems to target only those remnant souls that have lost their life consciousness, while ignoring the souls of real living beings.
Beneath the rift in the abyss, the fragments of divine souls scattered throughout this world were all absorbed in an instant, like a whale swallowing its prey.

Like water in a cup, drunk in one gulp.

Senior Sister Lan's soul was the same; along with the scattered soul fragments, it disappeared into that void rift.

"What the hell is this?"

"Wasn't the Underworld shattered? How can such order and rules still exist?"

Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, silently scrutinizing the scarlet eye and carefully observing everything in that void space.

Like a ripple on a clear, sunny day, it doesn't stir up the slightest disturbance.

Its location was formless and intangible, without stirring up any color, as if it did not exist in the real world at all.

There are many living beings in the world, but only Luo Yan was able to break through so many illusions and discover this clue.

The devouring power of the Void Rift came quickly, but it also disappeared quickly.

In the blink of an eye, those eyes disappeared, and the crack in the void healed.

Luo Yan pondered. This was definitely not the reaction of a real living being; it must truly be a manifestation of rules and order.

Specifically for the soul.

Luo Yan then thought of the many broken souls in the Dao Realm world, drifting and wandering there, before transforming into the purest source of soul power.
In the Dao Realm, there is a lake that has dried up, but the source of its divine soul liquid is the soul fragments that wander in various places.

If we consider these two things together, it all seems to have a very specific origin.

Although the underworld has been shattered, the order that harvests the souls of all living beings continues to operate.

Their ultimate direction
Luo Yan's eyes turned cold, and a chill ran down her spine. She vaguely guessed who was behind all of this.

Celestial Court!

"What are they going to do?"

"Is it not enough to simply harvest the fortune of all living beings in the lower realms? Do you also have to tamper with the souls of all spirits in the lower realms?"

Luo Yan's expression was grim. According to the information he had gathered, the Dao Realm World originally originated from a battlefield where people voluntarily challenged each other.

Only those who have entered this strange world can experience the concept of winning or losing.

The loser loses this soul, which becomes the resources for the winner to strengthen himself.

But now, Luo Yan sensed another side hidden in the Dao Realm world. Perhaps it did not gradually fade away with the decline of the Underworld.

The Dao Realm world seems to have been selectively abandoned.
The current rulers of all realms have found a new place, more suitable for the final resting place of all beings.
Judging from the fact that the Celestial Court sends envoys from time to time to harvest the fortunes of all living beings in the lower realm, that new place for souls to return to is definitely not a good place.

Perhaps during the time when the underworld reflects the heavens, all beings may still have the possibility of reincarnation in the six realms.

However, in this era, Luo Yan speculates that those departed souls are probably indeed collected somewhere and become a kind of nourishment.
"Damn it, are all the people in the Upper Realm Celestial Court this ruthless?" Luo Yan murmured. If his guess was true, then the way those Venerable Realm experts in the True Spirit Realm tried to avoid their fate and calamities by using the method of reincarnation would become their death warrant.

If such news were to spread, the entire Three Realms would likely be shocked.

"Is this the real reason why I couldn't intervene in my senior sister's injuries?"

Luo Yan's expression turned even uglier. So, Senior Sister Lan's remnant soul must have been taken away by the heavens long ago and brought to an endless land.
He clenched his fist, a sudden realization dawning on him, and the doubts in his heart gradually found a fairly accurate answer.

Perhaps it's not that the dead cannot be brought back to life; after all, he has already returned to the past, so what is unchangeable?

Rather, it is because the souls of the creatures in this world have already been taken away by Heaven under the predetermined trajectory of their fate.

Even if Luo Yan went back in time, he couldn't change this fact.

Because it has already happened.

Unless he can further improve his skills in the path of reincarnation.

Only by refining one's skills to the point of being able to defy the heavens can one retrieve Senior Sister Lan from the river of time.
Previously, Luo Yan was puzzled as to why he couldn't save Senior Sister Lan's life despite exhausting all his efforts.

So that's where the root of the problem lies.

After all, Luo Yan's current cultivation level is at the Refining Void Realm!

Senior Sister Lan only has the cultivation level of the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, and there is a huge gap in strength between the two!
With Luo Yan's current abilities, let alone healing a soul injury, even restoring flesh to bones and bringing the dead back to life would be a piece of cake.

Physical injuries can be healed with life-giving techniques, instantly restoring vitality.

Injuries to the soul can be repaired with pure soul power.

The simplest way is to go to the Dao Realm of Cangwu, capture the pure soul power there, and then feed it back to Senior Sister Lan.

In this way, even if the damage to one's soul is not completely healed, one can at least live for another thirty to fifty years.

The souls of other creatures in the world, the souls within the Dao Realm, and so on—Luo Yan could draw upon them inexhaustibly, as long as he wished.
Therefore, even if Senior Sister Lan's soul is shattered into several pieces, he has a way to pull her back from the brink of death.

Because this is not a serious injury, it is not difficult to treat!

but now
Luo Yan looked at his hands, casually crushed a demon beast, and refined its soul to extract the purest soul power.

Then, Luo Yan injected this wisp of pure soul power into the body of another demon beast.

The aura of that demonic beast's soul instantly surged by 30%!
This time, Luo Yan's experiment was no longer hindered by any external forces.

Pure soul power can play a decisive role in repairing the wounds of the soul and increasing the spiritual energy of living beings.

Because that narrow crack never appeared, those monsters lost their lives, and their souls gradually returned to the heavens and earth.

Given the right opportunity, it is entirely possible to retrieve a lost soul from the heavens and earth.

But where does Sister Lan's soul fragments go?
Luo Yan felt powerless just thinking about it.
"Is this the meaning of 'the will of heaven and earth cannot be defied'?"

"Or is it that what happened in the past has already become a fait accompli?"

Luo Yan realized that he seemed to have inadvertently stumbled upon a shocking secret!
It's about reincarnation, destiny, the past, and the future.
It even relates to the Celestial Court!

Luo Yan returned to the lakeside cabin, went to the back mountain, and buried Senior Sister Lan.

At the same time, his figure slowly dissipated, turning into a rain of light and disappearing without a trace.

Luo Yan returned to 145 years in the future. The stone tablet in front of him had changed, and it was now engraved with the words: 'Tomb of Senior Sister Lan'.

At this moment, the middle-aged female cultivator also noticed something amiss: the scroll left by her grandmother was now completely blank.

The blue figure that was originally depicted in the story is now completely empty.

She stared blankly at the scroll in her hand, her expression vacant.

"There's a shocking secret behind Senior Sister Lan's matter, which is definitely not something I can get involved in right now."

"However, I've already entered the realm of reincarnation, and I'll have plenty of time to trace back to the root cause in the future."

"If this continues, reversing time may not be an impossible thing."

"But before that."

Luo Yan's eyes shone brightly, traversing countless spaces to see a place thousands of miles away.

It was a small town with fewer than a thousand people. There was a blacksmith shop, and an old woman with white hair was trembling as she cooked porridge in the courtyard.

Her face was kind, but her pupils were almost entirely white; she was blind.

But her ears were very sharp. She turned to the front yard and heard the clanging of metal being hammered. Two figures, one tall and one short, were intently and absorbed in forging metal.

They were shirtless, their bodies as solid as iron, exuding a strong masculine scent.

Luo Yan tore through space, his figure swiftly traversing the void, arriving above the town in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

"The dead cannot be brought back, but the living must continue to live."

Luo Yan murmured, her figure transforming into a wisp of smoke, and landed in front of the white-haired woman.

'Gurgle!'

Steam rose from the earthenware pot, the porridge was fully cooked. The white-haired woman slowly walked over, removed the pot, and set it aside to cool.

The porridge has a faint, yet enticing aroma; it is made from a special kind of rice.

'Boom! '

Then, the white-haired woman took out some pickled vegetables from the earthenware jar, chopped them, and put them on a plate.

Then she began to arrange the bowls and chopsticks on the stone table.

"Junior Sister Yingying's cooking skills must be quite good. I have come from afar and have not brought any gifts. I wonder if I would be worthy to taste some of her dishes?"

Luo Yan smiled and spoke softly.

The white-haired woman paused in setting out the bowls and chopsticks. Hearing the slightly teasing voice, her aged face first showed a moment of surprise, then, as if remembering something, she asked with a hint of uncertainty, "Senior Brother Luo?"

Luo Yan's smile widened. He took the bowl and chopsticks and unceremoniously ladled a spoonful of thick porridge into his own bowl, along with a piece of pickled vegetable.

As he ate, he pointed with one hand, and a small wisp of life essence rushed into the white-haired woman's eyes.

With Luo Yan's help, the pale emptiness in the white-haired woman's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and she gained much more vitality.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the white-haired woman discovered that she could see again.

Even her skin is reverting to its youthful appearance.

The white-haired woman rubbed her eyes. Nearby, a handsome young man with a bright and clear face was leisurely drinking porridge and eating pickled vegetables in small bites.

"Senior Brother Luo!"

The white-haired woman exclaimed with great joy. At this moment, she also noticed the abnormality in her body, and her eyes were filled with shock.

Could this be the legendary art of rejuvenation?
It's incredible that it could transform an old woman like her back to her youthful appearance in an instant. (End of Chapter)