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Chapter 556 Facing the Sick Elderly

Small courtyard.

A young man, coughing incessantly, placed a cup of tea on the stone table and said, "Fellow Daoist, please excuse my illness; it seems it's incurable."

"A wound to the Dao, breaking through a wound to the Dao is difficult."

Guiyuan looked at what appeared to be a combination of Chu Feng, Shi Hao, and Ye Fan, which was also the source through which he achieved his Dao Fruit.

That's right.

The old man, when he threw his last punch, brought the entire eerie plateau to an end, its power pushing his physical body completely onto the sacrificial altar.

That is, the Realm of Tai Su.

His true body had just entered the Tai Su realm, and his physical body had also entered the Tai Su realm, but the foundation of this physical body was much weaker than that of his true body.

It could even be said that it was entirely made from the remnants of the sick and elderly.

But it is indeed a realm of utter simplicity.

It is directly connected to the most distant past, before everything was born. There is only one courtyard here, and in the courtyard lives a sick old man.

"Cough cough..."

Black blood flowed from the old man's mouth and nose, and gray mist swirled around him. "A wound to the Dao, indeed. I was wrong to self-immolate in pursuit of a realm beyond the Dao of Sacrifice."

"I regret it so much. I listened to Wang Yan and became obsessed with that idea."

Gui Yuan squinted his eyes. This sick old man should be a similar existence to OAA, but he was not as lucky as OAA, who inexplicably broke through to the eighth star of the myriad realms.

But he didn't.

But it doesn't sound like pure gambling; it seems like there's more to it than meets the eye.

The old man must have been holding back his frustrations for a long time. Whatever his purpose, he just wanted to explain to outsiders. He continued, "When I first broke through that mysterious bottleneck, I reached the upper realm of the Sacrifice Dao."

As I continued my practice along the path, I lost track of time. I encountered a bottleneck once more, as if an extremely solid barrier had appeared before me.

You've tried countless methods to sense the existence of that barrier; do you know what that feels like?

"have no idea……"

Guiyuan shook his head. To be honest, his path to enlightenment was relatively smooth. The most difficult time was probably when he first transmigrated. At that time, it felt like the Sword of Damocles was hanging over his head all the time.

He feared that someone might cut off his limbs at any moment.

But it just so happens that during that time, Hongjun, who was in charge of the overall situation, was at his busiest, and there was also a scheme being arranged behind the scenes.

Then, by leveraging their foresight and intuition, they gradually shifted the tide of events, completely changing his fate.

After reaching Hunyuan, they did not encounter any major calamities.

Moreover, because of his extraordinary comprehension, there is no such thing as a bottleneck for him; his understanding of realms always precedes his strength.

The sick old man believed that his experience could be recognized by Guiyuan. He also made rapid progress at birth, and only when he reached the sacrificial path did he truly encounter the bottleneck.

soon.

Thinking of Shen Fei's special ability to travel between worlds, he said with some envy, "Fellow Daoist, you truly have great fortune!"

After all, this power that constantly traverses other worlds is something even he, who has already reached the halfway point of that bottleneck realm, cannot achieve.

This ability has little to do with strength; it depends entirely on luck.

But he quickly smiled calmly.

"It is fortunate that you destroyed my future, so that I could sense it and that we can meet today."

The sick old man looked at Guiyuan and smiled slightly, but his condition was getting worse and worse. Black blood was flowing out, the gray mist was getting thicker and thicker, and even red hairs were starting to sprout from his body.

But finally, there was hope.

It means returning to the origin.

He already knew that Guiyuan was not an existence of this world, and judging from his layout, the three huge worlds that were connected to him were all connected to this person.

In other words, it means that...

This person possesses the means to travel to other worlds, and this is not a coincidence, but rather a specific method. If he can obtain this method, he will naturally be able to find a way to heal his Dao injury.

He still has a chance.

The moment Guiyuan saw the sick old man, he knew that the man was full of malice towards him, a pure and utter malice.

If it were the peak of the elderly person's illness, he would definitely have to retreat.

Even before his breakthrough, he couldn't have faced the Sick Old Man directly. But it's clear that the Sick Old Man has already suffered irreversible damage to his Dao due to his breakthrough to the Eighth Star of All Realms.

If the eerie plateau continues to offer sacrifices for countless years, perhaps Guiyuan will need to resort to some means, but so be it.

If he has to resort to all sorts of methods for every elderly person with this kind of illness, then he has wasted his life.

"Since you wish to discuss the Dao with me, it would seem contrary to the proper etiquette of a guest not to come in person."

After saying that, a figure stepped into the courtyard from an unknown distance, and there was now another figure in the courtyard. Guiyuan, who was originally there, had now landed behind the figure that stepped in.

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Their auras blended together.

Guiyuan sat down again at the stone table, facing the sick old man.

"Cough cough~"

The sick old man nodded and smiled, "Since it's a discussion of the Dao, it should definitely be between the strongest Daoist. Unfortunately, if it weren't for someone interfering, I wouldn't have planned to discuss the Dao with you."

"Regardless of the reason, let's begin."

That's all.

A chessboard appeared before them at the same time.

A series of chess boxes appeared before them.

The sick old man holds the black pieces, while Guiyuan holds the white pieces.

There are fewer white stones than black stones, but the quality of the white stones appears to be much better than that of the black stones.

The black ball looked extremely illusory, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.

Both players place their pieces simultaneously, and there are no rules governing the game; only the black and white pieces are locked in a fierce struggle.

The chess pieces may appear to be chess pieces, but in essence, they represent the will of both players.

On the chessboard, lines are incredibly intricate and intertwined, seemingly formed by the fusion of hundreds or thousands of universes.

The past, present, and future all appear on the chessboard, and everything about Guiyuan and the sick old man is placed on the chessboard.

The old man's many insights from birth to the present are strangling the white pieces that have returned to their origin.

The various experiences he had before Guiyuan, including Douluo Continent, Crossover Martial Arts, Battle Through the Heavens, and Immortality, all served as his resources, transforming into white pieces to continuously crush the black pieces.

In Guiyuan's mind, the positions of the Holy Father and Shakyamuni were constantly flashing, while at the same time, the positions of the Primordial Beginning, the Supreme Being, and the Lingbao were also flashing with spiritual light.

The white stones are empowered and continuously battled against the black stones.

Guiyuan has experienced this kind of battle of wills countless times, such as refining spiritual treasures, debating in the Yangshen world, and refining the Heavenly Dao in other worlds.

Although Guiyuan has few pieces, it is flexible and versatile, using the strong to attack the weak and the many to attack the few. It uses the relatively weaker world will as a sacrifice, while the stronger ones, such as Yangshen and the eternal Heavenly Dao, are the sharpest weapons.

In a short time.

Even though the elderly patient was quite strong, they were locked in a stalemate.

(End of this chapter)