Chapter 390: The Man Who Has Lived Four Thousand Years Without Dying Appears
“The Divine King Jiang lives up to his reputation. Even in his dying state, he bears the style of a peerless prodigy of his generation. What a pity that time cannot turn back—your era has finally come to an end!”
“This Great Emperor array pattern is complex and profound, but you have only managed to evolve a single corner of it. Your strength falls short of your will. At most, it can hold us back for a single day.”
The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures were all cold and indifferent. Some had hollow eyes like abysses, while others had deep eyes like starry skies, icy and merciless, all fixed on the Divine King within the Dragon Transformation Pool.
“What do we do?” The Jiang Family experts all showed worry. They were the direct descendants of the Divine King and naturally could not bear to see the old Divine King killed.
“One day should be enough. I can revive the Divine King!” Ye Fan strode forward, arriving at the edge of the Dragon Transformation Pool. A flash of light in his hand revealed a small white jade cauldron.
In an instant, a fragrance that made one want to sink into indulgence spread out. Almost everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath, their pores opening wide—it was an intoxicating pleasure.
“A Divine Medicine?!” The Jiang Family members were shocked.
“How is this possible? The Qilin seed was sealed within the Heavenly Demon Treasure Pavilion. How could there be another Divine Medicine?!” The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures were all astonished.
“This is terrible. If Jiang Taixu truly revives and uses the Eternal Universe Divine Furnace to seal Divine City, none of us will be able to escape. He will pick us off one by one!”
“Quick, strike with full force! Break through the Great Emperor array pattern! We cannot give him the chance!”
The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures could not remain calm. Their minds churned with turmoil as they exerted every ounce of their power.
“Divine Medicine… excellent. This old man has hope of extending his life. Cough…” A sudden voice rang out, accompanied by constant coughing, as if the speaker might expire at any moment.
In the underground palace, a trembling old man had appeared without anyone noticing when. His hair, sparse like wild grass, numbered no more than a few dozen strands, thin and scattered. His face was piled with wrinkles, like old tree bark.
“Jiang Taixu, it’s been four thousand years since we parted. I’ve missed you… cough…” He hunched over, moving forward shakily, and said, “I’ll take that Divine Medicine. Even if you eat it, it won’t do you any good.”
The thirteen supreme figures stiffened, all involuntarily stepping back. This old man’s sudden appearance and such words were truly hair-raising.
Who was he? What was his background? “Parted for four thousand years…” That phrasing was terrifying!
Could it be that this old man was over four thousand years old, a contemporary of Jiang Taixu?
No matter how one listened, that was definitely the meaning. He was truly an ancient, heaven-defying freak, sharing the same era as the Divine King and possessing the same lifespan!
Under normal circumstances, a Saint Lord-rank figure could live for over two thousand years. For someone to remain undecayed after four thousand years was utterly shocking and horrifying.
What kind of old man was this? He was definitely a figure from the generation of the previous Saint Lords. But how had he survived to this day?
“Who are you?” The Jiang Family people shouted in inquiry. They all felt a headache coming on. With such a freak appearing, and the Eternal Universe Saint Furnace unusable, they truly didn’t know how to respond.
“This old man is an old acquaintance of Jiang Taixu. I very much hope he can wake up so I can reminisce with him. What a pity… there’s only one Divine Medicine. Let him sleep forever.”
The old man tottered forward, appearing to struggle greatly, but no one dared to underestimate him. Even the thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures involuntarily made way for him.
At this moment, people noticed that from time to time, a wisp of black mist would seep from his body, carrying a thick aura of death and the stench of a rotting corpse.
“This is…”
Everyone was greatly shocked, utterly baffled, filled with disbelief. This should have been a dead man—his body even had the smell of a corpse.
Yes, whenever a wisp of black mist seeped out, this odor would drift forth, making one want to vomit. The putrid stench was almost unbearable.
“Your body is already dead. How are you still alive?” One of the thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures asked.
They were all regional overlords. Even if the other party had lived for four thousand years, they had no fear and dared to ask.
“Aside from the Divine King Physique, how many in this world can live past four thousand years? Throughout the ages, when the lifespan of old Saint Lords was about to run dry, they would all venture into the great wilderness. But how many have ever reappeared in the world?” The old man trembled.
He walked up to the Great Emperor array pattern and examined it closely, then continued, “Four thousand years of immortality is a legend. All the old Saint Lords have returned to dust. At the very least, I haven’t seen a single one emerge. For this old man to return to the world and re-enter the mortal realm is something of a miracle.”
“You…” Everyone stared at him in shock.
“Don’t look at me like that. I don’t have such heaven-defying strength. My flesh is indeed dead—only my divine sense still lives.” He frankly admitted to being a living corpse.
“How exactly did you manage this?” The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures pressed, urgently wanting to know, because some among them were nearing the end of their lifespans.
“In the past, Jiang Taixu dominated the world. This old man and two other friends were chased by him with no escape above or below, and we fled into the Immortal Mountain. Unfortunately, surviving a great disaster doesn’t always bring good fortune. We didn’t find the Divine Immortality Pill, but we mistakenly ate a Netherworld Grass…”
“What?!” Everyone was shocked.
Netherworld Grass was only a legendary thing, growing in the Yellow Springs. It did not belong to the mortal world and should not exist on earth at all.
“I must say, the Immortal Mountain is a bizarre place. We didn’t see that Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree…”
In the past, three Great Powers were chased by Jiang Taixu into the Immortal Mountain. Surviving the great disaster, they unexpectedly discovered a Yellow Springs pool and picked a strange grass.
They thought it was a Divine Medicine, but after dividing and consuming it, their flesh instantly emitted a putrid stench. The three became half-human, half-ghost existences. Their flesh was completely destroyed, and their cultivation could no longer advance.
Yet they did not die. Netherworld Grass was rarely seen in the world—a peerless oddity. It contained toxins that caused decay, but also essence from immortal substances. Two completely opposing medicinal powers were concentrated in one body.
Their divine senses were nourished, but their flesh became almost like rotting corpses. It could be called a strange transformation.
Of course, their bodies were not completely necrotic. A trace of vitality always remained; otherwise, they would have long since become white bones and skeletons.
“Netherworld Grass… to have such bizarre medicinal power.” The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures had different thoughts.
“So, you need not worry. This old man poses no threat to you overlords who dominate your regions. I am merely a living corpse, idling away the years. My flesh is inferior to yours.” He spoke while coughing.
But the thirteen supreme figures didn’t see it that way. The other party’s divine sense was definitely immensely powerful—a true ancient freak.
Still, they did breathe a sigh of relief. In this world, few could truly live past four thousand years. Such a special case was not worth envying.
No Saint Lord wanted to become a half-human, half-ghost existence. That would be worse than death—better not to extend one’s lifespan at all.
Before the Dragon Transformation Pool, the Jiang Family was tense. Even the Great Power Jiang Yun furrowed his brow. This ancient freak would likely be extremely difficult to deal with!
Although the old man was self-deprecating, no one believed him. How could someone who had lived over four thousand years not be terrifying?
“Hurry and save Divine King Jiang!” Ye Fan’s heart was also pounding. Encountering such an ancient freak today was truly bad news.
The small white jade cauldron was opened. The fragrance was intoxicating, filling every corner of the underground palace with a medicinal scent that seeped into one’s bones. Everyone felt as if they were floating, with the illusion of ascending to immortality.
“So fragrant—it truly is a Divine Medicine. Perhaps it can help this old man reverse the decay of my flesh and restore vitality.” The ancient freak spoke while coughing.
“Is this the Dragon Pearl of the True Dragon Divine Medicine?!” The Jiang Family people were stunned. Some Supreme Elders had seen records of the True Dragon Divine Medicine in ancient texts, and they were filled with shock.
“Good, good, good!” Jiang Yun shouted three times in approval. “The parts of the ancient True Dragon Divine Medicine have vastly different effects. Its Dragon Pearl fruit represents rebirth.”
“This is the will of heaven! The Dragon Pearl fruit contains endless vitality, capable of transforming into a dragon for rebirth, undergoing nirvana and transformation. It complements the Dragon Transformation Pool here!” The other Jiang Family elders were also overjoyed.
This fruit of the ancient Divine Medicine, its meaning and function, seemed tailor-made for Jiang Taixu. They were all filled with hope.
In the underground palace, the thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures were also shaken. They had never imagined that there truly would be an ancient Divine Medicine, and a Dragon Pearl fruit at that!
“What a pity. To dissolve this Dragon Pearl will take at least a day or more. This old man won’t give you that time.” The ancient freak sneered, utterly sinister.
“Protect the Divine King as he takes the medicine!” Jiang Yun shouted.
More than ten elders stepped forward, placing the Dragon Pearl Divine Medicine into Jiang Taixu’s mouth. Then they all sat down together, channeling one strand of innate divine light after another into the old Divine King’s body.
These people had completely thrown caution to the wind. They would rather sacrifice their own lifespans to revive this ancestral patriarch. As long as the Divine King was reborn, all the troubles before them could be swept away!
“You dissolve the Dragon Pearl Divine Medicine into Jiang Taixu’s body. Then I’ll go in and eat him alive!” The ancient freak’s killing intent was fully exposed, his words icy cold.
“Senior, do you have a way to get in?” Beside him, one of the thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures asked.
The ancient freak shouted toward the entrance of the underground palace: “You two living corpses should come now too. The three of us working together can break this incomplete corner of the Great Emperor array pattern in two hours.”
“Hehe…” A cold, sinister laugh came from the entrance.
Two gaunt figures appeared at the entrance of the underground palace. The death aura on their bodies was even stronger, with wisps of black mist seeping out every few breaths.
“It seems the three of us are the same. We’ve been corroded beyond recognition by Netherworld power. At most, we won’t live more than ten years.”
The three ancient freaks stood together, each more ghostly than the last. The stench of decay filled every inch of the underground palace, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
“Break the array pattern and devour Jiang Taixu. Then we can still live!” The words of the three ancient freaks were chilling, as if they had lost all humanity, treating the old Divine King as a human-shaped Divine Immortality Pill.
“Thirteen little ones, step aside. We’ll open the array pattern here!” The three half-human, half-ghost existences seemed to have walked out of hell, exuding a thick aura of death.
The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures remained cold and silent, moving to the side without a word. They did not fear the three ancient freaks, nor were they angered by their words.
Two hours, and the incomplete Great Emperor array pattern would be broken. Then who could stop three ancient freaks who had lived over four thousand years? They were terrifying figures from the same era as Divine King Jiang!