bookbashuk Chapter 153 Rebirth Against the Grain... Broken?
Chapter 153 Rebirth Against the Grain... Broken?
Chapter 153 Rebirth Against the Grain... Broken?
The scene before him changed abruptly, and in an instant, Zuo Ruotong returned from the Zhutian Pavilion to his original world.
When he returned to reality and looked at Wugensheng, he realized that time in reality was still frozen at the moment when he stretched out his palm and was about to touch Wugensheng.
"It's just as the message said!"
Zuo Ruotong was deeply shocked.
He had heard the legend that a day in the cave is equivalent to a thousand years in the world, but he never imagined that such a strange thing would actually happen to him.
The moment their hands touched, Wugensheng's divine power to break through all things erupted, destroying the structure of the Reverse Life Triple and turning it back into the original innate nature!
In the blink of an eye, the surging clouds around Zuo Ruotong suddenly dissipated like a popped soap bubble, and the fierce reversal of life was like shredded paper torn apart by a gale, peeling off from the point of contact.
When the reversal of life dissipates, what is revealed underneath is not normal skin, but skin like the bark of a dried-up old tree, with even the knuckles exuding a deathly gray aura.
Wasn't Zuo Ruotong already able to reverse her innate nature? How could she have such a rotten, lifeless body after having her three levels of reversed life broken?
The domain that enveloped the two, constructed by the Reverse Life Triple Cloudless, burst forth with a blinding light, then vanished without a trace, like willow catkins scattered by the morning breeze.
The people outside the area were still overjoyed by the strange phenomenon of Zuo Ruotong stepping into the third level of Reverse Life when they were suddenly blinded by a bright light.
"What happened?!"
"I can't see or hear anything!!"
When the white light dissipated, everyone saw Zuo Ruotong slowly walk out of the light and sit back in her seat.
Inside the mountain gate, a deathly silence fell over the fog.
The disciples, who had just been beaming with joy, froze on their faces as if their smiles had been chilled to the bone. The next moment, cold sweat streamed down their foreheads and jawlines, leaving dark streaks on the bluestone slabs. Their eyes widened in disbelief, the sight reflected in their pupils shattering their joy into a bone-chilling cold that crept up their spines—
Just moments ago, Zuo Ruotong, the head of the Sanyi Sect, was like an immortal descending to earth, surrounded by celestial energy, riding the clouds and mist, as if he were about to ascend to heaven at any moment. But in the blink of an eye, he became as terrifying as if he had one foot in a coffin.
His once smooth skin instantly wrinkled like old tree bark, his hair turned frost-white, his once straight back bent like a bow, and his hands were nothing but skin and bones, with scaly joints that looked as if they would shatter at the slightest touch. He looked like a human skeleton!
The difference before and after is even greater than the difference between heaven and earth; it's as if a living immortal has been instantly stripped down to a human skeleton!
Everyone was frozen in place by this sudden turn of events, forgetting even to breathe. It felt like there was a scalding stone stuck in their throats, half a cry of surprise stuck in their throats, they could only watch helplessly as this horrifying scene unfolded, their blood seemingly frozen in that instant.
Li Muxuan, kneeling on the ground, was already bowing his head as a member of the Quanxing sect, but now he clutched his clothes tightly, his knuckles turning white. He stared at his once most revered master, now reduced to this state. Cold sweat soaked his forehead and dried his back, his body trembling uncontrollably, his teeth chattering—how could this be? He only wanted to bring the sect leader back to prove himself; how could his master have become like this? Wugensheng looked at the suddenly aged Zuo Ruotong, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and sighed silently: From now on, he had lost another friend he could confide in.
The three of them felt fear, shock, and sighs.
But in the hearts of the members of the Sanyi Sect, there surged an overwhelming anger!
Si Chong, who proved that Zuo Ruotong's junior brother, slowly turned his head, revealing a face ashen and eyes bloodshot with rage.
Wugensheng, his voice forced out through clenched teeth, carried a ferocious, almost predatory quality:
"Kill him! Kill them all! We can't let them leave alive!!"
It exploded like a powder keg being lit!
Upon hearing Si Chong's words, the enraged disciples immediately swarmed forward and pounced on Wu Gensheng.
"Damn it! Everyone, attack!"
"Kill him, kill them all!!"
But just as they were about to make contact with Wugensheng, a faint yet familiar voice came from behind them, like a candle flickering in the wind, yet carrying an undeniable authority:
"Do you still acknowledge me as your master?"
Upon hearing the sound, everyone seemed to be frozen in place, turning their heads to look at Zuo Ruotong, who was barely breathing on the recliner.
"Master!"
"Senior brother!"
Zuo Ruotong opened her eyes with difficulty:
"If you still consider me your master, then all of you, step back."
"Si Chong, you may also step down."
Seeing everyone reluctantly retreat, Wugensheng respectfully bowed to Zuo Ruotong on the recliner, then reached out to pull Li Muxuan, who was still kneeling on the ground—the latter's gaze was fixed on Zuo Ruotong, and he looked like a dazed man, not even blinking.
Li Muxuan let Wugensheng drag him along, his feet leaving two shallow marks on the ground, but his gaze remained fixed on Zuo Ruotong's withered figure.
Just as the two were about to step out of the gates of Sanyi, Zuo Ruotong's voice rang out again, light and airy, yet precisely stopping them: "Wugensheng, you can leave, but Li Muxuan stays. I still have some things to say to him."
Wugensheng stopped, glanced back at Zuo Ruotong, and then looked at Li Muxuan.
Li Muxuan seemed to have finally woken up from a nightmare. His throat moved, and he looked at Wugensheng, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Sect Leader, I—I'll stay." As he said this, his whole body was trembling, as if he was afraid of something.
Upon hearing this, Wugensheng raised an eyebrow:
"Do whatever you want, kid."
Then, Wugensheng, the leader of Quanxing Sect, slowly departed under the angry gaze of the entire Sanyi Sect.
After Wugensheng left, the disciples of the Third School stared at Li Muxuan, looking angrily at the culprit who had brought Wugensheng here.
Meanwhile, Si Chong and Cheng Zhen were thinking about how to find Wu Gensheng and kill him.
The crowd was still caught in the shock and anger of going from the joy of ascending to heaven to the devastation of falling into hell. They were all silent, and even their breathing was heavy and labored.
suddenly!
Everyone saw that Li Muxuan, who had been looking down at Zuo Ruotong, suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils contracted, his face was full of disbelief, and even his lips were trembling.
Before the Sanyi disciples could react, a surge of vitality, like a thunderclap during the Awakening of Insects, erupted from behind them and in the direction Li Muxuan was looking!
Everyone turned around in surprise.
And they finally understood the source of Li Muxuan's shock!
Just moments before, Zuo Ruotong seemed as if she were about to breathe her last, withered and lifeless, but now all signs of old age had vanished.
His skin, wrinkled like tree bark, became smooth and supple at a speed visible to the naked eye. His hunched back straightened like a pine tree, and his withered hands regained their warm and moist texture. He transformed back into the handsome and ethereal Da Ying Immortal!