The Legend of the Great Saint: Start from the Sign-in at Mount Tai

Chapter 443 It’s better to go back
Zhang Lin is dead!

He's completely dead!
It is said that two years ago, on a clear morning, a figure of unparalleled elegance and extraordinary aura, along with a group of death gods shrouded in black robes, vanished into dust and wind in the first rays of dawn.

It is said that the figure once used an unparalleled Origin Technique that shook heaven and earth, forcefully killing five powerful Primordial Kings.

It is said that the figure once led a group of death gods to kill all the ancient creatures that broke into Purple Mountain that day.

It is said that before that figure disappeared with the wind, he claimed to be Zhang Lin, a descendant of the Yuan Tianshi lineage.

It is said that when that figure was briefly awakened from his daze by the primordial bell, he let out a furious roar of grief and indignation, as if he had been dreaming for eternity.

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"I am Zhang Lin, the Source Celestial Master. I have gambled lavishly in the Divine City, fought fiercely in the Ancient Mine, and even entered the Forbidden Zone to stabilize the heavens, pluck stars from the sky, seize the moon, capture dragons and change battles. I have fought against powerful enemies from all directions as if they were nothing, and have been received by all the holy lands."

"And now, I've become this walking corpse, covered in red hair and resembling a vengeful ghost."

"Living in a daze for ten thousand years, half-human, half-demon, unaware of his true self."

"Through ten thousand years of changing times, what have I done? What have I recited?"

Why am I still alive? When will I fall into a state of unconsciousness again? When will I regain consciousness next?

"I don't know. I don't know anything."

"Unsure of tomorrow, forgetting yesterday, oblivious to words and actions, merely drifting aimlessly like a walking corpse."

"Hahaha"

A mournful laugh came from his mouth.

"I am the dignified Yuan Tian Master, who has stolen all the secrets of heaven and controlled the power of the earth. Even though I am old and frail, how can I allow myself to be so degraded and reduced to a muddle-headed monster who knows nothing of the world?"

"If that's the case, it's better to go back. It's better to go back."

Yao Wentian said that these messages and these words came from the mouths of some ancient beings.

They heard about it from some of the ancient beings from the Huangshan lineage who were familiar with them.

In the northern wilderness of the East, where the land stretches for thousands of miles, Lu Zhou gazes at the majestic Purple Mountain before him in silence, remaining speechless for a long time!
The words Yao Wentian had told him not long ago still seemed to echo in his ears.

"Rumors say that Purple Mountain contains forbidden artifacts personally crafted by the Immortal Emperor, as well as numerous rare and precious items such as the King of Medicines, divine spring water, and even the Immortal Phoenix Medicine."

"Back then, when the Ancient Emperor Mountain lineage withdrew from Purple Mountain, they were in such a hurry that they didn't have time to find and take those divine treasures with them!"

"Therefore, some ancient ancestral kings of the Ancient Emperor Mountain lineage led their people to attempt to break into Purple Mountain!"

"There are also rumors that several years ago, the ancient beings of the Ancient Emperor Mountain lineage had already tracked down the Heavenly Emperor's son and found out that he had been killed by the Demon Court. However, the Demon Court was powerful, formed alliances, and had imperial weapons to intimidate the world!"

"Therefore, some ancient ancestral kings of the Ancient Emperor Mountain lineage thought of relying on their familiarity with Purple Mountain to try to break into Purple Mountain and obtain the forbidden artifacts refined by the Undying Emperor, as well as those divine medicines and immortal treasures."

"It will be used to counter the Imperial Weapon, and to win over powerful beings from beyond the realms, as well as some ancient races, to help them conquer the Demon Court and avenge the Heavenly Emperor's son."

"Considering what happened in the Demon Court a month ago, these rumors seem to be true."

Outside Purple Mountain, the landscape was in ruins, the mountains and rivers were broken, the dragon veins were scattered, and the earth was riddled with holes. Even after two years, countless Dao principles remained!
All of this tells those who come after how earth-shattering the battle that took place outside Zishan two years ago was.

The setting sun, like blood, stretched Lu Zhou's shadow long. He stood in the center of this desolate battlefield, using the Ancient Reversion Technique to trace back the details of the battle two years ago.

He heard shouts of killing and howls.

Fragmented scenes gradually appeared before his eyes.

He saw the figure covered in red hair, saw him slaughtering everyone with his unparalleled Origin Technique, and saw him fight alone against the five Ancestral Kings.
He silently watched all that had happened, watching Zhang Lin lead a group of death gods, slaughtering the many creatures of the Ancient Emperor Mountain lineage until they were terrified and fled for their lives!
Finally, he also saw that as the first rays of dawn rose on the horizon, one by one, the Grim Reapers turned into wisps of smoke and dust under the glow of the dawn, scattering with the wind.

Zhang Lin was among them!
"Living in a daze, oblivious to the passing years, it's better to simply return to the past. Return."

Zhang Lin's voice reached Lu Zhou's ears.

In the dawn, before disappearing, Zhang Lin's red hair all fell off, and his body no longer looked old, regaining his former heroic and imposing appearance.

Suddenly, he seemed to see Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou felt that his gaze and Zhang Lin's gaze, separated by a space and time, were intertwined.

"You came!"

Zhang Lin smiled, a bright and radiant smile, a smile that conveyed both relief and gratitude.

He said to Lu Zhou.

“It seems like I had a very long dream, and it also seems like another late-life spiritual encounter.”

“I saw that you kept your word. Many years ago, outside Purple Mountain, you used the Elixir of Immortality to revive her, and I see that she is doing very well now!”

Lu Zhou chimed in.

"This isn't a dream, it's real. I saved her life, and she's probably doing alright now."

At this point, Lu Zhou's voice abruptly stopped, the remaining words stuck in his throat.

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Zhang Lin continued speaking.

"I even overheard you discussing how to completely rid me of the bad luck and bring me back to life. Hahaha." "Thanks. But it's no need. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, I should have gone long ago."

"We've been living in a daze like zombies for ten thousand years, how long is this going to continue?"

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"I have no more attachments, no regrets; let me be completely free."

Zhang Lin laughed heartily, a very carefree laugh.

Lu Zhou remained silent, his expression somber.

He has discovered that the so-called gazing at each other across a space-time barrier is just his illusion.

Zhang Lin was completely unable to communicate with him.

Zhang Lin couldn't hear what he was saying.

For some unknown reason, Zhang Lin saw a glimpse of the past and a glimpse of the future, unlike in the original story before his disappearance.

Zhang Lin learned that he had saved Yang Yi's life and that she would reappear here in the future to revisit the past.

That's why Zhang Lin left him some words.

"Thanks."

He said those two words to Lu Zhou once again.

He suppressed his smile, speaking very solemnly, as if with some deeper meaning. Then, he smiled brightly again, a carefree and liberated smile.

And this was the last sentence he left in this world before he turned into a shower of light and completely disappeared.

It was clear that he seemed to have something else he wanted to say to Lu Zhou, but in the end, he forcibly choked it up and suppressed it.

It seems that he suddenly realized that whether or not those words were spoken was no longer important.

The word "thank you" is enough!
All the images vanished, and nothing could be seen anymore.

Lu Zhou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he remained silent.

After a long while, a soft sigh came from his mouth.

Wow.
The glistening wine poured from the jug and splashed onto the reddish rock.

Lu Zhou is paying respects to Zhang Lin and bidding him farewell!

This land, still barren, witnessed the complete end of the fifth generation Source Master Zhang Lin, just like the setting sun.

As night fell, stars began to twinkle in the sky.

Lu Zhou didn't go into Purple Mountain again. He wandered aimlessly on this reddish-brown land. For the first time, he felt a sense of powerlessness, even though he had always had a smooth life.

Relying on his familiarity with the original plot, he calculated everything, formed alliances, and schemed to seize every opportunity that came his way.
All of this allowed him to grow rapidly in a forbidden manner, enabling him to sweep aside everything. Now, he even dares to plot against and challenge the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone, and he has great confidence in sweeping aside the Dark Turmoil.

This gradually led him to focus his attention, even on the dilapidated immortal realm!

All of this made Lu Zhou completely unaware of what powerlessness meant, and he gradually came to believe that as long as he was willing, everything in the world could be under his control and determined by his will!

But now, Zhang Lin's sudden disappearance has given him a wake-up call!
He always believed that as long as Zhang Lin stayed in Zishan, he would be safe and the situation described in the original story would not happen.

Zhang Lin will live a muddled life until he has the ability to completely resolve the misfortune in the future.

When that time comes, Zhang Lin will be restored to his original state. He will use the divine source to seal Zhang Lin and take him to the Immortal Realm to greatly extend Zhang Lin's lifespan.

In the future, Zhang Lin might even be able to become an immortal with his help.

But now.
Zhang Lin has completely disappeared.

He could save Delis, who had been living for 80,000 years, but he couldn't save someone who had a death wish!
Zhang Lin is also proud; he possesses an unyielding spirit and a strong sense of pride.

For him, living a muddled, zombie-like existence was the greatest insult.

He also worried that in his confused and muddled state, he might do something heinous, and that in this state he might harm his descendants and the people he cares about.

He had searched for the previous generations of Source Masters, and the fact that the third generation Source Master had harmed his family's descendants was still vivid in Zhang Lin's clear-headed eyes!

He would rather die than do that.

He was terrified; he was afraid that his hands would be stained with the blood of his descendants, the people he cared about!

Since that's the case, I might as well go back to the beginning and let these ancient creatures that should have been extinct in the primordial era be buried with me. It would be a way to rid the human race of some scourges before I die.

This was Zhang Lin's idea.

Before he completely disappeared, he told Lu Zhou his innermost thoughts.

(End of this chapter)