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Chapter 154 - 141: The Wilderness is in Chaos (Part 2)_2

Chapter 141: The Wilderness is in Chaos (Part 2)_2

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However, the Heaven Mending Pavilion had no connection with him, nor had it ever shown him favor; he had no obligation to intervene.

Especially, if the Heaven Mending Pavilion were to fall, it would seemingly benefit Liu Village. The fleeing disciples of the Pavilion could be absorbed into Liu Village.

Anyone who could be valued by the Heaven Mending Pavilion was far from ordinary. Within minor forces, they were considered top-tier talents. Consequently, the amount of Faith Value they could bring would naturally be greater.

Otherwise, if the Heaven Mending Pavilion still existed, its members would not be out and about in the first place.

All he could hope for now was that the ferocious beasts attacking the Pavilion would do so with precision, not damaging this domain.

Otherwise, despite his reluctance, he would have to intervene.

Calling back his wandering thoughts, Jiang Hui sank back into his concentration.

He estimated the time and it seemed that in a few days he could call forth the dragon egg. Everything else was trivial. The true matter of concern was the grand reveal!

Inside the Heaven Mending Pavilion, the life force transformed into a massive column of light, permeating the entire pavilion.

The Sacrificial Spirit, originally on the verge of the end of its life, revived. Inside and outside the Pure Land, from top to bottom, there was widespread joy; everywhere was festooned with lights and decorations.

As one of the parties involved, Little Dot was also very happy.

In the following days, he often snuck in to visit the Old Vine, hoping that the strongest entity in the Heaven Mending Pavilion could give him some guidance, preferably teach him the complete Kun Peng Treasure Technique.

Although Old Vine did not possess such Divine Skills, it bestowed upon him a precious Golden Bone Tool.

“Little boy, I’m going to die!”

One day, with warm and gentle sunshine falling, making its way through the leafy vines casting mottled shadows, Old Vine suddenly spoke, startling Little Dot.

The young boy was shocked. The Sacrificial Spirit before him seemed much healthier than before, its entire body lush and dripping with life, shiny and bright like agate, radiating a dazzling divine light, majestic and inviolable like a deity.

In such a state, it did not look like it was about to perish!

But he was the Heaven Mending Pavilion’s Sacrificial Spirit; he wouldn’t lie to a little boy.

“Elder, are you really going to die?” Little Dot asked uncertainly.

“Child, this Old One has no reason to deceive you. The reason I appear to be unusual is merely to intimidate those beings who wish to make a move on me and buy the Heaven Mending Pavilion some time. Although the power from the Immortal Divine Spring Soil is immense, it isn’t enough to allow this Old one to live another lifetime!”

The voice of Old Vine was slow and calm. It seemed as if this matter had nothing to do with himself and conveyed no sadness or grief.

“From ancient times until now, I have lived long enough. The exhaustion of life is a fact of life that even the Immortal Spring cannot reverse.”

The vines slithered all over the ground; with the Old Vine’s body radiating a glow as bright as the moon, it was strangely soothing.

“Little Dot, you’re the only one I can’t see through. The Old One has a few words to say to you. You should listen carefully!”

In the breeze, Old Vine waved its body, its leaves rustling as they swayed. In many places, what was once lush and green was now turning gray.

“Elder, please tell me!” Little Dot’s expression became serious.

If a dying Sacrificial Spirit had something to say to him, it certainly wouldn’t be trivial.

“The Wilderness will soon descend into chaos, possibly beginning with the Heaven Mending Pavilion, and most likely ending with my demise.

Little Dot, you must remember that when tumultuous times arrive, all else is null. Only by becoming powerful yourself can you hope to survive!” Old Vine’s unhurried words brought a look of shock to Little Dot’s face.

“The Wilderness Area is going to be in chaos?” Little Dot was startled.

“It will be a truly grand turmoil!”

Old Vine spoke, and these few days, he had already sensed several hidden eyes lurking in the heavens. They are undoubtedly prepared to make a move after his complete demise, quietly preparing for the impending disaster.

Fortunately, at the most critical juncture, it temporarily returned to its peak state thanks to the power of the Immortal Divine Spring Soil. For the moment, it deterred these contemptible characters.

However, how long it could fend them off, Old Vine had no certainty.

“Elder, you just mentioned that this grand turmoil might begin with the Heaven Mending Pavilion?”

Little Dot recalled and asked seriously.

“If other divine spirits take action, can we prevent this grand turmoil?”

“The turmoil will not only affect the Wilderness, but everywhere in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. It will be an unrivaled catastrophe, unavoidable for all beings. I have a premonition that even divine spirits will fall in large numbers!”

Old Vine spoke slowly, his voice weak, truly as if an elderly man was slowly reaching the end of his life.

But it was still holding on, probably for several months, or perhaps several years, even a decade… shouldering the Heaven Mending Pavilion to continue on its journey.

This was its promise to that man unless it reached the end of its life.

“At the very least, can we help the Heaven Mending Pavilion avert this crisis?”

Little Dot felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

Although he hadn’t spent too much time in this Pure Land, he had evidently grown fond of it, whether it was the various great Elders or Ancestor Mu Yan, who had treated him well and carefully taught him the Thunder and Lightning Technique.

“Perhaps it can be mitigated… but grand chaos is imminent, and no divine spirit will help this Old One. The Old One’s friends from past have long passed away in the river of time, so we can only fend for ourselves..”