Emperor Yan had risen from humble beginnings. When he was at the Fourth Heaven, he was already a famous warrior. After he came to the immortal region, he dominated an area.
Flame Emperor Mountain was where his temporary imperial residence was. Many warriors were familiar with the Tomb of Flame Emperor. It was just that average warriors dared not to come in.
Lu Li felt he was in a trance as he stared at the reliefs. He seemed to be seeing his own life journey.
He had risen from humble beginnings as well. From a civilian to where he was today, the difference was that he did not reach the height of Emperor Yan.
Of course, he was not dead yet. In the future, there was a possibility that he could go further. He might not be able to reach the absolute completion, but it was possible that he could become a warrior that was infinitely close to it.
The more he looked, the more confused he became. He remembered when he was young, the nine universes, the Divinity, the Second Heaven, the Third Heaven, and many things that happened over the years …
There seemed to be some kind of magic in the reliefs. Unconsciously, Lu Li was immersed in memories and emotions.
This place was like a mirror, a crystal of memory. He saw the way he came.
Lu Li was not only reminiscing about the past. Vaguely, he felt a strange Daoist Rhythm. He didn't think too much. He stood in front of the reliefs and began to cultivate.
Two months had passed. Lu Li was still in there. He had sensed something strange about him. It was vicissitudes, sorrow, sorrow, and desolation.
Four months had passed. Lu Li's breaths had stabilized. He was like a withered tree, an old man with one foot in the grave. His breath of life was weakening as well. He could die at any moment.
Six months had passed. Lu Li's breath of life was gone. He had turned into a statue.
This was an extremely strange situation. A martial artist was comprehending some kind of dao charm, but his life aura actually disappeared?
If this matter was spread out, no martial artist would believe it, right?
It was not only his appearance. Lu Li felt the same way. He had been studying for such a long time. Somehow, he felt that everything in the world was empty and boring.
How glorious was Emperor Yan? How powerful was he? How domineering was he?
The Lord of the Fourth Heaven Realm, the overlord of a region, the expert of the Great Perfection realm, was he not ashes to ashes now?
He didn't know why he had such a feeling. He just felt that life was boring, and the life force in his body was slowly disappearing. This was also the reason why he had turned into a stone statue.
After another two months, Lu Li had turned into a statue. There was no longer any qi and energy coming from him.
If an expert were to check on him, they would discover that his corporeal body had lost all signs of life, and his soul had also fallen silent.
Blood Fairy was very anxious. Not only her, but also the Ghost Taoist.
They all had a spiritual connection with Lu Li. Therefore, they could tell that Lu Li's breath of life was weakening.
Blood Fairy tried. She kept sending messages to Lu Li, but Lu Li did not respond.
"It's over, it's over!"
Inside Lu Li's interspatial artifact, the Ghost Taoist was pacing up and down. He sensed that Lu Li's life was getting weaker and that Lu Li's soul was getting quieter and quieter.
He was Lu Li's soul slave. If Lu Li died, then so would he.
"What happened?" Zixi asked curiously, "Did something happen to Brother Lu?"
"Yes!"
The Ghost Taoist told her what he had sensed, and a trace of seriousness appeared on Zixi's little face.
If Lu Li died, so would the Ghost Taoist.
She would be trapped in the interspatial artifact for the rest of her life and die of old age.
Unless she could figure out a way to refine the interspatial artifact or improve her realm, she could destroy the interspatial artifact directly and survive in the twisting space.
The Ghost Taoist was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Zixi was helpless as well. They could not leave even if they tried.
They could only pray that Lu Li would be fine.
Another two months passed. The Ghost Taoist had lost all hope. Lu Li's soul was getting weaker and weaker, almost indiscernible.
Today, the Ghost Taoist suddenly sensed that Lu Li's soul was getting stronger and stronger, and so was Lu Li's life force.
Blood Fairy was overjoyed. Lu Li had come back to life. His life force was growing at a rapid speed, and his soul was waking up as well. An hour later, Lu Li opened his eyes.
"Phew, phew!"
He exhaled slightly and rubbed his face with lingering fear.
This time, he felt he had taken a trip to the gates of hell. The Dao contained in the relief sculpture was horrifying. It affected him without him knowing and almost killed him here.
"The relief sculpture does not contain marks of Dao, but the Dao of Flame Emperor!"
Lu Li said with certainty. The relief sculpture was similar to the stone tablet he saw at the Land of Dragons. That stone tablet also contained the Dao of a powerful warrior.
"What is the Dao of Flame Emperor?"
Lu Li pondered. "The Dao of Life and Death?
The Dao of Reincarnation?
Or the Dao of Solitude?
Or the Dao of Death? "
Lu Li began to think about it. He believed that if he could continue, he might be able to master this Dao.
But he did not because he was afraid and he did not like the Dao of Flame Emperor.
Of course, the Dao of Life and Death could be used as a support to help Lu Li learn his own Dao. He had learned something from the Dao of Flame Emperor, which would have a great impact on his future.
The Dao of Life and Death!
In the Dao of Flame Emperor, Lu Li had seen through life and death. Flame Emperor did not die of old age. Lu Li believed he had committed suicide.
Or, he wanted to use his death to verify if his Dao was correct or not.
Clearly, Flame Emperor had passed away and vanished from the world. Therefore, his Dao was meaningless to Lu Li.
Lu Li did not want to die yet. He had too many people to protect and too many things to do. Naturally, he would not commit suicide to prove his Dao.
Therefore, at the last moment, the consciousness in the deepest part of Lu Li's soul, his desire to live, woke him up and brought him back to life.
"Write it down!"
Lu Li took out a knife and a piece of wood and began to write down the relief sculpture. He did not want to study the Dao of Life and Death but he wanted to learn something from it. Now, he could carve it down. Maybe it would be helpful when he tried to prove his Dao.
After spending five days, he had perfectly carved the relief sculpture. Although it only had the shape and not the spirit, looking at the relief sculpture could awaken some memories in his mind. When the time came to comprehend it, he would have those memories.
"Let's go!"
Lu Li did not dare to look any longer in case he was trapped. He sent a message to Zixi and the Ghost Taoist. Then, he pushed open the door and went to the next level.
He was on high alert, fearing that something might go wrong on the next level.
After a flash of white light, Lu Li appeared in a small hall. He was overjoyed when he took a look. There were three corridors in the hall and there was a Teleportation Altar in the corner. That might be the way out.
"Let's go!"
Making sure that the hall was not dangerous, Lu Li asked Blood Fairy to crack the Teleportation Altar without any hesitation. He did not want to stay here any longer. He just wanted to leave.
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