Twilight's Threshold Chapter 777: The Immortal White Jade Capital - Novel Cool

Chapter 777: The Immortal White Jade Capital

Chapter 777: The Immortal White Jade Capital

In this moment, Hu Ma felt as if he were trapped in a cage, while outside, a colossal ancient beast was desperately trying to enter.

But blocked by the cage, it could only extend its tentacles, which were also hindered by the contents within. It could influence the objects inside the cage but ultimately couldn't truly harm or devour its own trapped self.

Thus, it finally grew furious and, taking advantage of the grand ritual a hundred and seventy years ago, unleashed countless showers of light.

At this moment, the cage seemed half-destroyed, riddled with holes, and the objects within were rapidly devoured by the massive entity, gradually withering away...

...

...

Hu Ma had heard and understood almost everything.

But when he was in the mortal realm, he could never truly see the intricacies of this mysterious and vast entity. Now, borrowing the incense burner from the Dalaofa Religion, he witnessed the world's decay and endless hardships.

He saw that this world was on the brink of total collapse, a step away from complete chaos.

After a long silence, he asked in a low voice, "What is that?"

"It's the Celestial Guardian, of course."

The State Preceptor heaved a soft sigh and said, "Ever since the Duiya ritual sacrificed the Celestial Guardian, this grand ritual has been unstoppable."

"The entire world is a sacrificial offering, and the Celestial Guardian has been feasting on it."

"The heavens and earth are like a cage, trapping the ferocious deity. Its sole purpose is to invade the mortal realm. But whether it's the Palace Deity, the Thirty-Six Ghost Caves, or the Netherworld Eight Scenic Views, they are all doing everything possible to slow down this process..."

"But you should also see that we are at our wit's end, barely able to delay it any longer. The collapse of the mortal realm is imminent..."

"..."

"It's already this severe?"

Hu Ma slowly sensed the terror in the air, and said, "If that thing is truly so formidable, why has the mortal realm managed to endure for a hundred and seventy years?"

"Because the mortal realm still has the dynasty's fortune and an established order."

The State Preceptor looked at Hu Ma seriously and explained, "This is the only thing that can protect the people, just like the Heaven-Earth Altar, guarding the flame within."

"All calamities originate from Duiya. But with the Duiya Dynasty here, it can barely receive the heavenly mandate to govern the people, blocking the loss of the world's essence. At the very least, it won't be lost as quickly."

"The ones truly destroying this world are those who have reincarnated into it."

"..."

His gaze deepened, and he sighed softly, "As you've seen, they originate from the Celestial Guardian and are born in response to its ferocity."

"They share the same source as the Celestial Guardian, which is why they harvest the world's essence, driven by its will."

"They possess powerful principles, but when these principles manifest in the mortal realm, they only bring chaos and weakness to the world's heavenly mandate, leaving us, the people of this world, defenseless before the Celestial Guardian's ferocity."

"What's protecting us now can be understood as the heavenly mandate. The heavens and earth are like a prison, trapping the mortal realm but also safeguarding the common folk."

"For the past twenty years, the Ten Surnames have suppressed the world's turmoil to maintain the heavenly mandate and prevent its collapse."

"But now that they can't hold back, those malevolent spirits are driven by the Celestial Guardian. They believe they are unaffected and retain their complete consciousness, but in truth, they've always been under its control without realizing it."

"The Celestial Guardian cannot enter the mortal realm, but they can. It is they who steal the world's essence, disrupt its order, and cause us to gradually lose our protection."

"..."

The State Preceptor sighed lightly and turned to Hu Ma, saying, "Now, they have become even more powerful, and our world's heavenly mandate has grown feeble."

"The heavens and earth are on the verge of collapse, hanging by a thread."

"So..."

Hu Ma focused his gaze on him, his eyes glinting, and said in a low voice, "Is the only solution to eliminate all reincarnated individuals and establish a new dynasty?"

"Establish rules, set the heavenly mandate, and use this to counter the Celestial Guardian, giving the world a better chance at survival?"

"..."

"It's not just that."

The State Preceptor shook his head gently and said, "Those who have reincarnated possess something we lack, something that can counter the Celestial Guardian. That's why they can bring their complete soul consciousness into our world."

"They are born with an immortal destiny, and while this destiny is a calamity, it's also an opportunity. Before they gradually awaken their consciousness and return to the Celestial Guardian, there's still a chance."

"The opportunity is..."

The State Preceptor paused and slowly said, "Let them become sacrificial offerings first."

Hearing this, Hu Ma narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why?"

"Use their own weapon against them."

The State Preceptor appeared expressionless, merely narrating, but his voice carried the weight of thunder: "These reincarnated individuals are both the vanguard and the inner demons of the Celestial Guardian."

"They have their own destinies, but they also struggle against them. I realized this from my conversation with that old friend long ago, and I also understood that only through them do we have a chance to stop this grand ritual."

"And their vital point is the Twelve Ghost Altars..."

At this point, he fixed his gaze on Hu Ma: "The Twelve Ghost Altars are the sacrificial offerings that summon the Celestial Guardian, and they are also the lifeblood of these reincarnated individuals."

"If someone can shoulder the Twelve Ghost Altars, they can expel, imprison, or even refine these malevolent spirits into powerful weapons to deal a severe blow to Tai Sui..."

"Unfortunately, I can't bear the weight of the Twelve Ghost Altars."

"To achieve this, one must be born in response to the Twelve Ghost Altars, possess an immortal fate, and stand firm in the Heavens and Earth, borrowing power from others to accomplish this feat."

"Among these three conditions, you naturally meet two of them from birth, lacking only the connection with the Heavens and Earth..."

"So, I sent someone to teach you the methods of Dao Practice!"

"Just like the Meng Clan, who carried their ancestor, as long as you cultivate the Nine Pillars of Dao and shoulder the Twelve Ghost Altars, the life and death of these reincarnated malevolent spirits will be in your hands."

"..."

"..."

"Indeed!"

A look of realization flashed across Hu Ma's face, but his eyes remained calm, having finally understood the last of his doubts: "I knew there was a purpose behind all the methods used to transform me into this ghostly appearance."

The State Preceptor looked at him quietly and said, "I know about your alteration of the Book of Life and Death, and I'm glad you did it."

"Those who go up the bridge seem to have great abilities, but in reality, they are further away from this world. Yet, you, without crossing the bridge, have cultivated the Nine Pillars of Dao. Your fate is so heavy that it's almost as if you are one with this world."

"That's why you are the main sacrificer."

"Now, you are more like the main sacrificer of the Dalaofa Religion than I am as the State Preceptor. You are the one to end this sacrifice."

"..."

Hu Ma nodded and suddenly asked, "Then, how many people do you plan to save?"

The State Preceptor was slightly taken aback and slowly replied, "The Heavens and Earth have become harmful, and the world has fallen into chaos. If we can save even one person, it's worth it."

Hu Ma nodded slightly and said softly, "In the other world, there's a tale of Noah's Ark. When the great flood comes, someone will build a huge ship, and those who board it will be saved. Listen, doesn't this sound similar to what you just said?"

The State Preceptor remained silent, casting an inquiring glance but not responding.

"The only difference is that over there, it's a person called God who decides who will be saved."

Hu Ma said, "Then, what about here? Is it you or the Ten Surnames?"

The State Preceptor had already understood Hu Ma's intention and sighed lightly, knowing that any response would be meaningless.

Hu Ma's heart became clearer as he spoke, and he laughed, "On this trip back, I also found the Imperial Capital quite interesting. In such a large city, there are no deaths, and even those who have died can come back to life."

"As the weight of the world becomes lighter, only the Imperial Capital grows heavier. Tell me, when Tai Sui descends and the world is in chaos, what will become of the Imperial Capital?"

"It will continue to exist."

The State Preceptor slowly replied as Hu Ma asked this question, "The Imperial Capital will escape this sacrifice, unaffected by the chaos of the Heavens and Earth's malevolent spirits."

"In fact, by then, the Imperial Capital will be renamed..."

"Jade City!"

"..."

When he said this name, Hu Ma didn't feel surprised at all; instead, he felt an epiphany.

The legendary immortal city of Jade City.

Being an immortal city, it naturally meant immortality, freedom from illness and aging, and invincibility. As an immortal city, countless people would aspire to enter, including his own relatives, all hoping to secure a place in Jade City before it truly became the legendary immortal city.

He smiled silently, looking earnestly at the State Preceptor, and said softly, "The etiquette shown by Lao Jun Mei in his gift is precious, so I know the legend of Noah."

"Unfortunately, I understand it a little deeper than you. For instance, Lao Jun Mei doesn't actually approve of Noah, and deep down, he looks down on this act of escaping headlong..."

"He only believes in human determination overcoming heaven, moving mountains and filling seas, defeating Tai Sui, and vying for heavenly fate."

"..."

"This doesn't surprise me."

The State Preceptor looked at him calmly and said, "It's precisely because of this difference that your Hu Family ancestor deceived me. Outwardly, we discussed and planned the Stone Pavilion, but secretly, he colluded with the reincarnated person, leaving you free."

"People only know that the Hu Family is ruthless, but in my eyes, it's not ruthlessness but stupidity."

"Stupid enough to give up wealth, honor, and the chance to enter Jade City, yet believing in the delusional words of malevolent spirits."

"You're the same."

"..."

As he spoke slowly, the incense smoke around him had dissipated without notice, and his faint figure seemed to grow taller in the night, as if merging with the entire Imperial Capital. An invisible pressure rolled towards Hu Ma.

"Mr. Hu, you shouldn't have returned to the Imperial Capital to see me after discovering your true fate."

"After all, you still believed in me and cultivated the Nine Pillars of Dao. With this foundation, bearing the Twelve Ghost Altars is enough, whether voluntary or not, it doesn't matter."

"In the Pan Mountain Army, I failed to change your fate, but there are many other methods."

"..."

"Interesting!"

Facing the State Preceptor's immense and indifferent expression, Hu Ma also grinned, his face filled with malice. "Finally, I can truly represent the Hu Family and give you a greeting."

"Old thing, come!"

(End of Chapter)

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