Chapter 97

Chapter 097: Reincarnation Obsession (First Update)

“System, run the simulation!”

“Ding, simulation in progress!”

This poison is clearly not from the Taiyin Bone Bug, meaning Bai Qiulan’s poison is still forthcoming.

At least it’s not from the Taiyin Bone Bug.

Which woman did this?

“Ding, simulation successful. It’s Reincarnation Obsession!”

Lu Ye understood.

Reincarnation Obsession is kind of like those strange mists from before; strictly speaking, it’s not really a toxin.

Instead, it’s a special existence that settles at the deepest part of reincarnation—a collection of souls with overwhelming obsessions, unwilling to be reincarnated, crushed by the road of reincarnation.

In this world, there’s birth, old age, sickness, and death; desires unfulfilled, resentments mingled, loves that part, and separations—these are the five aggregates.

Some people are born into suffering, unwilling to be reborn, preferring eternal despair.

Some grow old, their bodies frail, hearts weary, powerless to change their fate, drowning in sorrow.

Some are plagued by severe illnesses, enduring endless calamity, suffering immensely.

Some are terrified of death; to them, death is the end, and they’re afraid to reincarnate and face new deaths.

Some die without avenging their grudges, leaving regrets even in death.

Some love but can’t attain it, suffering endlessly from unrequited feelings.

Some live their entire lives meeting those they never see again.

Some gather the world’s pain, born in poverty, suffering from great sickness, fearing death, old and weak, unable to seek life, too scared to seek death, loving unreachable hearts, and facing unseeable affections.

Tremendous grief, immense suffering!

Not wanting to reincarnate, not daring to reincarnate.

There are people like that, and quite a few of them.

This is meant to affect one’s Dao heart and is incredibly tricky; even the Reincarnation Celestial Lord, a master of reincarnation, can’t handle them.

Lu Ye’s Dao heart is like divine iron, incredibly solid.

But why are there tears at the corner of his eye?

Yes, Lu Ye is crying.

Eleven Scattered Deities regard him with intense killing intent, each gathering strength to slay Lu Ye.

But now, Lu Ye is crying?

He’s crying?

The eleven Scattered Deities reveal a trace of disbelief. It’s not that they haven’t experienced countless battles on their path of cultivation, but he’s crying before the fight even starts—it’s their first time witnessing this.

This crying bundle is actually the first on the Eternal Genius Ranking?

Lu Ye wipes away his tears, feeling like a herd of ten thousand grass-mud horses stampeding through his heart.

Suffering!

So much suffering!

But it’s not just him suffering; okay, he is suffering, too, but one can’t cry over it!

One of the Scattered Deities can’t help but sneer.

“Looks like you already know you’re going to fall here. It’s normal to cry for yourself beforehand. Come, die! Yin-Yang Dao Palm!”

The Yin-Yang Sect Scattered Deity is the first to attack.

Black and white whirl, a giant palm with a white front and black back slams down toward Lu Ye.

Lu Ye’s eyes turn cold; the True Essence of his Unity of Dao realm has vastly improved in both quality and quantity, granting him preliminary qualification to use the Dao.

“Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!”

Lu Ye’s long hair flies wildly as he draws his sword to the heavens.

Infinite sword intent flows through the world, and in this moment, the eleven Scattered Deities feel an aura of terror.

They seem like ants waiting to be slaughtered.

If before reaching Unity, flying and dodging was still considered high martial arts, then achieving Unity officially surpasses high martial arts, reaching a fantastical level.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth shakes violently, and eleven streams of sword energy rise into the sky, a dreadful sword intent swirling in the void.

The eleven Scattered Deities roar in anger as they unleash their attacks.

The desert roars into a terrifying sandstorm.

“Boom boom boom…”

The sword energy shatters their eleven attacks.

Lu Ye takes a step forward, stepping on a blooming nine-colored lotus flower, ascending with every step, and within him, his Nascent Soul gathers the Law Seal.

His aura surges!

First layer of Unity, second layer of Unity, third layer of Unity…

With every step, he crosses a small realm.

The secret method erupts under the Dao’s enhancement.

“Break the Water!”

The sword energy releases a chilling shriek, rampaging with sword intent, leaving distinct traces in the void.

The space shatters!

Sword energy slices through a layer of space and charges toward the eleven Scattered Deities.

Such sharp, terrifying sword energy.

The eleven Scattered Deities feel an undeniable fear arise in their hearts.

They are Scattered Deities, those who failed their tribulation; their Dao hearts were already severely damaged under heavenly tribulation, and now, under the impact of the sword path, they teeter on the brink of collapse.

Their only pride left is that their cultivation realm is higher than Lu Ye’s.

“Nine Li Sword!”

“Ding!”

Two streams of sword light collide.

The robust sword energy of the Scattered Deity clashes with Lu Ye’s Break the Water sword energy.

The density of their energies isn’t even on the same level.

There’s at least a twofold gap.

But in the instant the Break the Water sword energy meets the Nine Li sword energy, it slices through as if cutting through tofu, instantly cleaving the Nine Li sword energy in two.

The Scattered Deity from the Nine Li Heavenly Dynasty looks shocked.

“Pff!”

His body is sliced in half by the Break the Water sword energy.

The Stone Sword lets out a clear, vibrant sword cry; it’s thrilled, utterly satisfied, vibrating joyously.

The sword path that Lu Ye is using is pure ecstasy for the Stone Sword.

Finally, this is worthy of being its master.

What a sword path! How many can claim it in this world?

The ten Break the Water sword energies blossom like petals, each striking down a Scattered Deity as the others unleash various Dao techniques.

Some forcibly redirect the Break the Water sword energy, some evade, and some take it head-on.

Those who face it head-on are all sliced in half.

Five Scattered Deities try to heal their wounds, but in despair, they discover their injuries are completely unhealable.

Lu Ye uses a secret method, stepping nine times, forcing himself to the peak of the Unity Realm.

Now, compared to the Scattered Deities, his total True Essence might be lacking a bit, but the gap is nowhere near as large as imagined.

A terrifying sandstorm rages behind Lu Ye, forming a massive sandstorm manifestation.

Lu Ye raises his fist.

The towering manifestation behind him also lifts its fist.

The manifestation is Lu Ye, and Lu Ye is the manifestation.

He punches out.

“Boom!”

A violent gust forms a trench that stretches impossible distances across the desert.

The Scattered Deity struck by this punch transforms into a mist of blood, merging with the sand, carried away by the wind.

Fierce, utterly fierce!

Tears streaming down his face, Lu Ye appears utterly ferocious in the eyes of the remaining four Scattered Deities.

How can there be such a strong sword technique?

And such terrifying fist techniques?

Is this really the weight of being first on the Eternal Genius Ranking?

Clearly, their True Essence surges are two, three times, or even more than Lu Ye’s.

But beneath Lu Ye’s True Essence, their essence feels fake, not belonging to the same tier in quality.

“Run!”

The four Scattered Deities are genuinely terrified.

This Tanjiao is something else; they chase him, he breaks through, then turns the tables.

If they don’t die this time, whoever chases him again deserves to have their head twisted off.

This kind of person is wrapped in great fortune; they’re not something to provoke.

Lu Ye feels immense sorrow as painful memories flood his heart.

He continuously senses life’s meaning slipping away.

But his Dao heart keeps telling him, you can do it!

It seems he’s been a bit depressed.

But depression doesn’t hinder his actions; furiously, Lu Ye wipes the tears from his face.

“Don’t run!”