Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

You gaze upon your second senior brother's six-zhang-tall golden statue.

If it weren't for the three incense sticks stuck in his forehead.

[He exhaled smoke like someone smoking, only then did his eyes regain a clear and alert expression.]

[Truly resembling a divine statue, magnificent and solemn, exuding an awe-inspiring and sublime presence.]

"Junior brother, if you ever need to fight, feel free to come to me anytime."

"Though my talent is dull and I lack ability, my brute strength is enough to make me think I can roam the world freely."

[The honest and sincere voice, transformed into tangible vibrations, resonated deeply within the hall.]

[It gives people a sense of taking it for granted.]

[Having possessed the "Overlord Body," you have especially witnessed the ferocious power of Xiang Che after his Overlord Body reached its peak.]

In terms of pure brute force.

[The second senior brother is absolutely no less capable.]

The essence of "Overlord" is domineering.

[Besides a powerful physique, the oppressive aura and presence are the true sources of raising one's potential.]

The second senior brother, however, was even more pure.

[With golden light, a golden body was forged; with brute force, it oppressed all living beings.]

[It's because his physique was too powerful, suppressing his consciousness and causing him to remain in a long-term slumber.]

["If Second Senior Brother encounters an accident in the meditation hall, how can he seek help?"]

Without any hesitation, you sat down in front of the six-zhang-tall golden statue.

[Second Senior Brother Yu Xu, his clear golden eyes lowered, his gaze distorting reality with a tangible effect.]

Three sticks of incense floated to you.

"Ignite it with your thoughts, and you will..."

The magnificent voice gradually faded.

You take the incense sticks, look at your second senior brother's forehead; the three sticks have burned out, the renewal period is over.

[It remains asleep.]

"Let's go."

The old Taoist waved his hand, and the scenery vanished in an instant, returning him to the main hall where his ancestors were enshrined.

Xu Kun squatted in front of the main hall, wagging his tail and licking his paws.

Under the judgment of the old Taoist's divine punishment thunder magic, the main hall now seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, billowing black smoke, and filled with an eerie and sinister atmosphere.

[His gaze fell upon you, and he inquired, "You are only eighteen, with meager talent... a late bloomer indeed. How did you manage to reach the Fifth Realm of Destiny?"]

【"besides……"】

He looked at your brow, his eyes flashing with hidden lightning, as if he could see the sword mark between your brows and witness the dark, boundless sword realm.

"This story has a long history, full of twists and turns, and bitter experiences."

"But my achievements today are entirely due to my own hard work and perseverance."

The old Taoist priest looked at him suspiciously, sizing him up.

[Through sheer hard work, she was able to step into the Fifth Realm of Destiny, and at the age of eighteen at that.]

Then there would be no difference in talent between people.

"A long time ago? How long ago?"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have thought of something and pressed for an answer.

"Three lifetimes..."

You sigh with emotion, looking back on the past, realizing that three simulations have already taken place, spanning a hundred and eighty years.

The old Taoist priest couldn't stand your airs in front of him. You're only at the fifth realm, yet you act like a senior.

The slightest release of lightning pressure shattered the ancient atmosphere you had created.

You feel an overwhelming sense of pressure, and your instinct is to sit down.

However, considering the phrase "subordinates overthrowing superiors," it's best not to use it carelessly until you've figured it out.

Therefore, he concealed the world-weariness of a senior expert.

"Oh, right."

The old Taoist priest stared at you: "You mentioned the Tomb of the God of War earlier, and Wei Zhi and the old eunuch came to question you. What exactly happened?"

"This story dates back a long time..."

"I, an old man, have plenty of time."

You were interrupted just as you started to speak.

[A brief account of the entire story, including how to enter the Tomb of the God of War, and a general overview.]

The old Taoist priest listened in silence for a moment.

"So, the one who killed the master is on your shoulders?"

Before you could answer, his eyes glanced at the magic sword hanging at your waist.

Wisps of electric arcs lingered.

An invisible force pulled the magic sword away and into his hand.

[Sizzle... Boom...]

The electric arcs suddenly intensified, transforming into a raging thunder dragon, unleashing a terrifying pressure that annihilated all things and wiped out all living beings.

The magic sword shone brightly, its intricate patterns extending to form a mysterious array of runes.

The old Taoist priest lowered his eyes disdainfully and reached out to grasp the hilt of his sword.

Endless divine punishment and lightning crashed into the magic sword.

[Click, click!]

The spatial barriers were torn apart by lightning, revealing winding, pitch-black voids.

[Even the restrictions on the magic sword were shattered.]

[Buzz...]

The sword's cry resounded, like the clear, melodious strains of a zither, drawing upon the power that governs life and death.

The black scabbard of the magic sword shattered, revealing an ancient bronze sword.

[Its form is dignified, its blade octagonal, bearing the marks of countless battles.]

Every mark is a definition and interpretation of life and death.

"Kill your master..."

The old Taoist priest spoke with a thunderous voice, his eyes blazing with lightning.

"Meow! My greatsword!"

[Xu Kun witnessed the Killer Master fly out from your waist, fall into the old Taoist's hand, and instantly shatter the restriction, revealing his true form.]

[An immediate, instinctive reaction; he turned and lunged forward.]

[Your fingertip is twisted and broken; pull it back.]

[Knock knock knock...]

[The sound of something clattering against a wooden table rang out.]

When you look back, the ancestral tablets are dancing excitedly again.

[Especially that patriarch named Zhang Xunzhi, he danced with the most spirit.]

[It seems poised to knock aside the other memorial tablets and firmly claim the center position for a solo performance.]

The old Taoist priest also noticed the unusual change.

[The third time... reached out and counted on his fingers.]

[The lightning in the pupils exploded with a deafening roar, and a vast, azure ocean surged into the sky, engulfing the entire Celestial Master's Mansion.]

[Click-clack...]

The clanging of chains reverberated, and lightning flashed across the sky as the shackles danced wildly, sealing off heaven and earth.

The old Taoist priest looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

[The next moment.]

[Clang!]

He actually released his grip on his master's hand, letting him fall to the ground and embed himself diagonally in the bluestone.

【then.】

[Smack!]

[Hands clasped together, forming the Thunder Power Mudra.]

"Drink!!!"

A deep, rumbling roar, like rolling thunder.

Everything else completely disappeared from sight, except for the endless, raging azure hell of lightning.

[Thunder constructs talismans, talismans form shackles, the shackles penetrate the void, and then break through another barrier to extend outwards...]

[This forms a vast, interwoven web of shackles and chains.]

"All Things are Under Lockdown!"

[Through your shattered eyes piercing the azure lightning prison, you managed to catch a glimpse of the old Taoist's figure.]

[The black robes danced wildly, lightning coalescing to its limit, swaying with the hem like shimmering blue water.]

[Not only did he make hand seals, but he also held up mudras with both hands, and at this moment, he even shouted them out.]

Clearly, the old Taoist priest was truly serious.

What happened? What's going on?

You held the black cat in your arms, filled with doubt.

[I witnessed the true form of the Killer Master appear in the world before, and even managed to seize him using numerous backup plans.]

[This brief period of control was used for a short time.]

[Nothing seems to have changed?]

Why did the old Taoist priest unleash such a grand spectacle so soon after the barrier was broken?

Something's not right.

You and Xu Kun, who has tilted his head back, make eye contact.

The two of them instinctively sensed something was amiss.