Chapter 2282: Bridge of the Three Roads

Dou Zhao had never doubted himself. He was certain he would become the strongest since ancient times.

He had never doubted that Tian Xiao was sharp enough. He only asked himself if he had done his best!

Since Lu Shuang He thought Jiang Wang was the strongest Tianjiao, he wanted to use his saber to change this so-called "number one in killing intent" perception.

Jiang Wang and Lu Shuang He had a widely known absolute top-tier agreement.

So he brought a Yun Meng Boat, faced Lu Shuang He and Ren Qiu Li alone, and still hadn't reached the limit of his own Dong Zhen... then he definitely couldn't be accused of taking advantage of Jiang Wang.

He wasn't fighting Jiang Wang for opponents.

It was just that the path to becoming the strongest just happened to pass under his, Dou's, feet.

Lu Shuang He was just a stepping stone, that's all.

Dou Zhao wanted to use the world's strongest true person as a whetstone and temper his sharpness on the edge of life and death. Jiang Wang killed six true people in Tian Jing City, but the six true people combined couldn't compare to one Lu Shuang He!

He believed that when he walked out of Xian Lin, carrying the heads of Lu Shuang He and Ren Qiu Li, Jiang Wang, Zhong Xuan Zun, Li Yi, and the others would be convinced.

It didn't matter that his arm and leg were accidentally lost to Jiang Wang — was that even worth mentioning? Your, Jiang Wang's, Dao enemy is still under the old man's saber!

Chu Country's exploration and gains in Xian Lin were far greater than Nan Dou Hall's. This was also an advantage for him in this long chase. But the so-called exploration progress far greater than Nan Dou Hall, relative to the entire Xian Lin, was still insignificant.

He only grasped one thread in this huge enigma, but he didn't care about the outcome of thousands of threads.

Xian Lin posed equal danger to him, Lu Shuang He, and Ren Qiu Li. Facing different dangers — the changes on the edge of life and death — was also what he wanted to fight the two Nan Dou true people with.

Everyone was fighting on a single rope above a ten-thousand-zhang abyss. Whether hit in a vital point or falling accidentally, death was the only outcome.

The Yun Meng Boat gave him the freedom to advance and retreat, allowing him to stretch the battle line and seek opportunities in ample time and space.

The Dou Zhan Jin Shen allowed him to maintain a good state throughout the prolonged chase and quickly re-enter the fight after suffering heavy injuries.

The various dangers of Xian Lin made the situation change in an instant!

Under the immense pressure of Lu Shuang He and Ren Qiu Li joining forces, he became stronger every moment than the one before, and every time they met again, he had to bring out something different.

This made him enjoy it!

The moment he jumped into A Bi Gui Ku, his smile was from the heart, and he was indeed joyful. Because he had already shown his strongest self and seen the possibility of being even stronger!

As long as he didn't die this time, he would certainly return stronger.

And how could he die?

Who in this world could match him in cutting down these Six Yang Kui Shou?

As for what A Bi Gui Ku was.

He didn't know either.

No one knew.

The world only had various legends about A Bi Gui Ku, only countless records of terror of those who went and never returned.

But it didn't matter.

His very life was meant to cut through the impossible.

If someone were to say he wasn't the protagonist of fate, he would just kill that existence which fixed fate.

All strange and inconceivable stories must begin with him!

Tian Xiao was broken.

He would seek it back and recast it.

His Dao body was cut apart.

He would soon repair it.

Power was exhausted and blood qi was depleted.

He would certainly recover.

This damned A Bi Gui Ku seemed bottomless, always falling, always falling, without knowing when it would end.

Everything has an end.

It wouldn't always decay downwards. Or wait for him to recover a bit of strength, and then come and cut through this damned place.

Uh, the Dao body was a bit painful. Ghostly things constantly attached themselves, tearing and biting at the body.

A body tempered for many years, enough to contend with any current true person, was being cut, torn, and eroded — this was the process of sharpening the saber.

Today was like yesterday, like the day before, no different from the chase with Lu Shuang He and Ren Qiu Li.

This long fall was just another battle.

Dou Zhao no longer had the strength to open his eyes, but he felt that his body was covered in ghostly things, his skin was bitten through by sharp teeth, and the corrosive mucus dripping from the mouths of evil ghosts burned his skin. His flesh was being torn away piece by piece, along with his tendons and skin. This pain was far worse than Ling Chi!

The more ghostly things piled up on his body, the more intense their struggle became, which also accelerated the speed at which his Dao body fell. The deeper he fell into A Bi Gui Ku, the stronger the ghostly things that rushed up to tear and bite.

No... screw you, this matters a lot!

When this old man recovers, he will definitely cut through this labor-intensive A Bi Gui Ku and kill all the ghosts here!

Falling seemed to be an eternal process.

Dou Zhao initially managed to record the time a bit, but later it became blurry.

He had to let go of those minor details and focus on the most important thing.

He needed to resist the increasingly heavy sinking feeling from the depths of Gui Ku and not let himself sink eternally. He kept his anger inextinguishable. He felt his flesh leaving him wisp by wisp. This process was too resolute, just like that broken Tian Xiao that fell from his hand.

Later, he began to bear the pain of his bones.

His bone marrow was sucked away drop by drop, and his bones were gnawed point by point. He was like a hollowed-out stone over time, with the wind passing through, the cracks whistling, mournful like crying.

In the depths of A Bi Gui Ku, there were whispers of evil ghosts.

"Is he dead?"

"Should be dead, can he still live?"

"No movement for many days..."

"Ah, I still want him to struggle a bit, it's not fun like this."

"Hurry up and eat! Any slower and even the bone slag will be gone!"

Countless ghostly things, constantly joining in and constantly being driven away by the next one, just like this during the long falling process, gnawed a current true person down to only bones... and the bones were also bitten through.

It was truly delicious!

Since ancient times, A Bi Gui Ku had buried many strong individuals. Some long-lived and lucky ghostly things had the chance to taste some, to share a few bites.

But a taste this good, it was almost impossible to find in their memories.

Blood food was easy to get, but Dou Yi was hard to find.

Because A Bi Gui Ku was so deep, so dark, for a very long time, Dou Zhao's Dao body was the only light within it.

Falling for a very, very long time, and still far from reaching the end. This falling process seemed to condense eternity, to the point where it was like a static painting — only the faint light of the human shape in the center of the painting, fading the more it fell, appearing smaller and smaller, still unable to describe movement.

This painting scroll was so desolate and strange.

Ghostly things gnawed at the Dao body with a rustling sound, like the process of darkness swallowing the faint light.

Dou Zhao's flesh and bones slowly decreased, and his Dao body was long extinguished.

Throwing a block of stone into a dark cave was his current appearance.

He only had a skull remaining.

The outline of the skull was also gnawed unclear.

"Look! His eyes!" A ghost voice said like this.

"Are you a blind ghost? Does he still have eyes? They were eaten long ago."

"Look!"

The crowd of ghosts soon all saw, in that remaining skull, in those empty eye sockets, two points of light floated.

They were so weak, yet so dazzling.

Brilliant, radiant, unyielding. Like that proud sun, under the endless horizon of a long, long night, suddenly leaping up into the sky. The golden points of light transformed into golden flame light!

This skull became eternally bright from this moment!

That was precisely Dou Zhao's soul, Dou Zhao's eyes.

His body was dead, but his intent long existed.

Even in A Bi Gui Ku.

Even though the endless pain was the process of forging his saber.

Amidst the shaking of the flame, he suddenly opened his eyes, and golden light filled his eye sockets!

And a matchless saber light was born, seemingly using the skull as a sheath, emerging and pushing horizontally for ten thousand li. Just one flash, but countless screams mixed into one were heard, and the evil ghosts entwining his body all turned into smoke!

That was a mountain of evil ghosts, turning into billowing smoke, almost piling into heavy clouds.

The blood qi swallowed by these evil ghosts, within the black smoke, wound around thread by thread, like blood-colored ribbons dancing in the air!

Use this to award merits to the returning warrior!

Ten thousand ghosts ate his body, a thousand calamities refined his saber.

Flesh would not return, he would shed his body and become true with his soul!

Chu Country's way of gods and ghosts was the most prosperous.

The Dou Clan was a family that enjoyed the world in Da Chu.

Dou Zhao was a Tianjiao of the Dou Clan who hadn't appeared in a thousand years, self-confident that he would surpass all existing beings.

For the ghost way, he was naturally not a stranger.

The richest research into the ghost way, the most magical ghost cultivation methods, and most importantly, the inextinguishable fighting spirit — he had it all.

He abandoned his flesh, and in endless pain, he proved himself again with the ghost way, achieving true understanding in a single thought.

Golden light burst forth, opening his own domain in this deep darkness, recasting his bones, growing his flesh.

Dou Zhao's scattered and blurry consciousness, point by point, slowly gathered, gradually awakening.

My... Tian Xiao?

It was broken.

He would have to find it again, recast it.

Yun Meng Boat?

After forty-nine days of repeated wear and reassembly, it was chopped apart by Lu Shuang He's ultimate saber with killing intent.

Every cave heaven in the world has a fixed number.

Cave heaven treasures can be destroyed, but cave heavens are attached to the world and eternal. When this one suddenly disappears, a new one is born on the other side. Of course, the newborn cave heaven doesn't stay in the original place, nor does it look the same, and it needs a long time to be nurtured... only waiting until a certain year, a certain day, a certain moment, to be captured by someone again, refined into a new cave heaven treasure, and show its power in the human world.

Dou owes no life debts, he will definitely seize back a cave heaven for Chu Country.

But at this moment, Dou Zhao's gradually returning and increasingly clear perception captured the remnants of a dream.

The Yun Meng Boat was a dream boat, capable of shuttling through dreams. It was the cave heaven treasure most suitable for him before, and it also provided him with all-around help in battle, allowing him to weave many life-and-death traps, almost counter-killing Ren Qiu Li.

His power was once exhausted, his flesh was swallowed, his bones were gnawed,

But the dream still continued.

Dream power invisible to ghostly things still lurked and swam around this Dao body. During the long time falling into the bottomless ghost cave, much of it was scattered, but some remained.

These dream powers accelerated his shedding of his body and becoming true, and also magnified his dream.

He actually... in a trance saw the phantom of a goddess.

The god of Xiang Water in Chu land, dancing the "Tian Wen" dance.

In this A Bi Gui Ku, in this place where the world's evil ghosts gathered!

Was it real? Was it an illusion?

Dou Zhao leaped up, holding the dream saber, just about to slash out—

Evil ghost, confuse my heart and mind!

But just as he raised the saber, he stopped again. He paused in mid-air, his shock uncertain.

Because he heard a very familiar voice.

Too familiar to the point of disbelief.

This voice echoed in his dream, surged into his subconscious sea. This voice said—

"Dou Zhao!"

The voice of Jiang Wang, that man who deserved a thousand cuts!

Ren Qiu Li used the Mirror Lake to push the Mirror River Heavenly Mechanism Array across time and space, reflecting the long river of history. No matter how history reflected in the mirror was stirred, it could not change true history.

But there were also some extraordinary powers that could break the borderless barrier, cross time and space, cross cause and effect, and produce influence.

For example, Zhu Ge Yi Xian, within true history, gazed at Ren Qiu Li through the mirror reflection of history, peeling off the power of Ren Qiu Li's false nature in deriving the Dao.

For example, this moment.

In the Dao Calendar year three seven two nine, a jade pendant named "Xiang Fu Ren" was lost and trapped in A Bi Gui Ku. The power of the Chu land god spirit was devoured by ten thousand ghosts here.

Also in the Dao Calendar year three seven two nine, a golden arm fell in A Bi Gui Ku, its divine intent scattering. That was the "truth" within the reflected history.

In the reflected Dao Calendar year three seven two nine, and the true Dao Calendar year three nine two eight. In this A Bi Gui Ku, there were two "truths."

Jiang Wang was true, and Dou Zhao was also true.

Humans and ghosts follow different paths, yin and yang are separate worlds.

Precisely, they inherited the separate generations of the two sages of yin and yang.

One was the subconscious sea.

One was the dream come true.

Exactly, there was a boat that broke dreams.

Dreams are the mapping of the subconscious!!!

So the subconscious echo left by Jiang Wang in the reflected Dao Calendar year three seven two nine, within the true Dao Calendar year three nine two eight, upon Dou Zhao's subconscious, stirred up a tsunami.

Jiang Wang, in the distant reflected past, set up three bridges: the Xiang Fu Ren jade pendant, Dou Zhao's arm, the inheritance of the Yin Yang family — these were the three ways, so through the ancient times, to You Ming, tracing the ancient past!

He was seeking the present Dou Zhao in the past.

Dou Zhao of today heard it clearly.

He actually found his way here...

But he only paused for an instant, then continued to lift his saber and chop down: "Dou is unyielding in his life, returning to the human world on his own! What need is there for you, a small Jiang Wang, to help! Butt out!"

Woo woo woo... woo woo woo...

The wind howled fiercely.

At the same moment, a phoenix named "Lian Hong" flew in the sky of Li Country. Its double wings spread open, brightening heaven and earth.

Within A Bi Gui Ku, endless ghostly cries suddenly arose. The sound of ghostly cries and sharp whistles became a sea!

The ghost phoenix was born, and the entire A Bi Gui Ku was in riot!

At this time, Dou Zhao's body was in the extremely deep part of the ghost cave and fundamentally had not reached the exit of the ghost cave. Yet he could feel the incomparably terrifying aura exploding from the deeper part of the dark cave.

Heavenly ghosts were about to emerge! And not just one!

He suddenly received the long saber, reached forward with one hand, and grasped the remnant shadow of Xiang Fu Ren, the divine intent of the golden arm, and the wave from the subconscious sea transmitted from the past, instantly swallowing them into his body.

Xiang Fu Ren belonged to Chu Country! The arm was his own! The inheritance of the Yin Yang family should also be obtained! This fundamentally wasn't accepting Jiang Wang's help!

His Dao body instantly shone to the extreme, like a dazzling golden sun, illuminating A Bi Gui Ku above him!

From the bottom of the dark cave, black fog surged and galloped like a sea. Innumerable virtual and real hands probed within the black fog, all grabbing towards Dou Zhao—

Then at this moment, the entire A Bi Gui Ku shook below.

Everyone didn't pay too much attention, including Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao himself —

Xian Lin still had another name, "Zhu Sheng Ming Hua Zhi Di".

The Yin Yang True Saint, Zou Hui Ming, was right inside!

Zou Hui Ming also had another title, "Ghost Saint"!

Humans and ghosts, also yin and yang.

Ancient and now, also yin and yang.

Subconscious sea, dream come true, also yin and yang.

Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao were separated by the worlds of yin and yang. They set up a three-way bridge, and through the supreme inheritance of the Yin Yang family, completed a cross-time echo, stirring up the residual thoughts of the Yin Yang True Saint. Thus, a black and white two-colored long rainbow came from the deepest darkness, instantly piercing into Dou Zhao's body.

"Ah—roar!"

Dou Zhao's golden body shone brightly, his hair danced wildly, he looked up and howled, instantly breaking all bindings and leaping out of A Bi Gui Ku... like a golden sun, leaping out of the horizon!

The war ghost was born! Earlier than the heavenly ghosts emerged!

Today's Xian Lin, the world was greatly illuminated!

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