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Chapter 202 The interpretation of life, the Great Perfection—Yongen!

Time flies, and more than a hundred years pass quietly. Yongen, who is sitting in the secret room, is now as skinny as a stick, and his pale face is completely bloodless.

If someone probes his soul, they will find that the originally majestic sacred tree has shrunk by one-tenth.

For more than a hundred years, Yongen has tried his best to analyze the 'Death of Destiny', but his gains have been minimal.

Even though the rules of life he practiced were best at healing the soul, he could not find any way to change the environment that drove his soul to weaken.

This also caused his initial confidence to disappear little by little.

Until now, he can only watch his soul weakening bit by bit. Maybe in the end, he will witness his death with his own eyes?

Yongen couldn't help but think so, his dim eyes showing a touch of desolation.

"Death that is destined. Death that is destined, Malikis, is this the fate you are talking about?" Yongen sighed softly,

Immediately, he stopped thinking and continued to delve into this extremely weird way of the soul.

"No. This is not possible. How can we break this 'destined death'?"

Time passed quietly, and nearly two hundred years passed, and Yongen still found nothing. His soul has become even weaker. More than two hundred years ago, he could still use the rules of life to resist the breath of death, but now, even if he resists with all his strength, he cannot stop this weakening trend.

At this moment, he finally understood what ‘destined death’ was.

Death is doomed!

In this destined fate, the rules of life that Yongen has studied all his life are so pale and powerless.

Gradually, Yongen also felt anxious, and he began to panic.

"Haha. 'Death by destiny'! Ahem." Yongen laughed sadly, and the desolation in his eyes gradually became more desperate. His time was running out.

However, Yongen didn't want to die yet. Even though his fate was doomed, he still wanted to struggle.

He pretended to be calm. On the one hand, he was hopeful, but on the other hand, he fell into despair. He spent another three hundred years in uneasiness.

Three hundred years later, his hair was gray, his flesh and blood were like withered bones, and his frail body was like a dying old man. His soul was even more weakened. The green crown of the tree was already withered, and the green branches were extremely rotten. If his soul hadn't been extremely powerful, he might have perished long ago.

In such a state, it became difficult for Yongen to move. He was like a candle in the wind, and death seemed likely to come at any time.

"Ahem. I didn't expect that one day I would be able to experience the life, old age, illness and death of mortals. Ahem." Yongen's hoarse voice sounded softly. As death approached, he actually became calmer.

Hammer, who was standing by, had red eyes, holding back tears and said: "Yongen, you won't die, you will be fine."

Hammer's voice became lower and lower, and even he didn't believe his comfort. The same goes for Juliana on the side.

"Ahem." Yongen struggled to smile and said, "Okay. Hammer, Julianna, you guys, go out and let me enjoy this last peace of mind."

The two of them were startled when they heard this, and tears flowed out unsatisfactorily, but they also listened to Yongen's words and turned around to leave. They knew that this might be Yongen's last chance.

After the two of them left, Yongen's cloudy pupils revealed a clear understanding: "Birth, old age, illness and death are a complete life. Ahem. I didn't have the chance to experience it before, but now, I want to see it. 'Destined death' is to let me die here, or push me to new heights and reach the highest state of Dzogchen!"

Yes, Yongen has been studying the principles of ‘destined death’ for hundreds of years. Although he gained almost nothing, he finally found a solution. That is to cultivate the rules of life to perfection and achieve the Great Perfection. Being baptized by heaven and earth again, after the transformation of the soul, it has the bonus of the power of will. No matter how weird and special this 'destined death' is, it cannot resist the will of heaven and earth. Even though the decaying effect may still exist, Yongen has had enough time to adapt slowly without harming his soul.

Although it is extremely difficult to achieve the Great Perfection, Yongen must put all his efforts into it.

Yongen's eyes were fixed, and the rules of life that resisted the meaning of decline were immediately withdrawn. With his current soul strength, he is actually unable to resist too much. Perhaps with all his strength, he can still live for decades.

He didn't know how long the remaining time was, maybe a year, or a hundred years, but time was no longer important.

He only had the last chance, and that was just a sliver of the rules of life. Once he crossed over, he would reach a vast and boundless new world. If you can't cross it, it means ashes will return to ashes, dust will return to dust, and nothing will matter.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. If you continue to resist, there is no point in wasting time.

He has been in the Panlong World for more than 100,000 years, and his life has been wonderful enough. Even if he dies, he should have no regrets.

Yongen looked determined and focused. At this moment, he no longer paid attention to the strange lotus that kept weakening him, but focused on the decline itself.

As time passed, Yongen's body became older and older, and his soul became extremely sluggish. He realized his own clear changes. Regarding the last characteristic of the rules of life, Yongen gradually gained a clear understanding.

In his soul space, dry and yellow weeds quietly grew.

Under his conscious deduction, these weeds were sometimes withered and decayed, and sometimes green and tough.

Life and death have turned into a cycle, constantly playing out in Yongen's soul space.

Then, these weeds turned into little people, growing and declining. The entire soul space seemed to have turned into a world, in which countless lives reincarnated, interpreting the essence of life to the fullest. .

In the endless deductions, Yongen's body became weaker and weaker, but at the same time, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Finally, when his life was about to come to an end, a green light suddenly appeared in his cloudy eyes, which was his long-lost vitality.

"It turns out that this is the interpretation of life - reincarnation! Haha, it turns out that this is the true meaning of the rules of life! Great Perfection God, just break it for me!" Yongen roared with all his strength, his hoarse voice piercing through this world.

Immediately, the laws of heaven and earth came.

Yongen's soul and body instantly returned to their original state. At the same time, there was also a wonderful energy that merged with his soul.

This is the power of will. With the existence of the power of will, the aura that permeates the depths of the soul can no longer hurt him. And this aura of weakness and corruption will eventually be used to his advantage.

"Hahaha Malikis, you can't decide my fate after all!" Yongen laughed up to the sky, and the repression that had accumulated for hundreds of years was completely released.

(End of this chapter)