5268: C5268 Drifting Flasks

C5268 Drifting Flasks

The ink on the name was much lighter and more unusual than on any other name.

Yang Bo's mind spun, and he immediately understood. Only half of the other party's soul had been cut off, and the other half was wandering outside!

It was obvious that Zhang Huaibo had pulled the two of them back. His soul had split into two and taken over their bodies!

When Yang Bo's Spiritual Sense landed on the Book of Life and Death, he instantly knew the other party's identity.

Zhang Huai Bo was from the Sword Sect. Three million and two hundred thousand years ago, he had already cultivated to the Zenith Heavens and lived for one million and six hundred thousand years.

Zhang Huaibo didn't want to do evil in his life, but he had killed many innocent people. As a Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect, he had indeed suppressed many cultivators of the same generation.

Overall, Zhang Huaibo's life was full of ups and downs.

Every Golden Immortal was a dragon among men, and they had all gone through great difficulties to reach this step!

Yang Bo stared at the Book of Life and Death for a long time and sighed for the rest of his life. Even a Zenith Heaven would not be able to escape from the Heavenly Dao Arts.

Previously, Yang Bo had always thought that he would be able to live forever if he was above the Eternal Realm, but this kind of immortality was only a difference between tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years. Even a Golden Immortal would not be able to escape death.

Yang Bo looked at Su Zijin and could not help but ask, "What is the final destination of the Great Luo Golden Immortal?"

"Are the cultivators who have lived for two eras also forced to jump into the Sea of Time?"

"Is the cycle of reincarnation in every era the alternation between the Dao of Law and the Dao of Qi Refinement?"

Su Zijin shook her head, "In history, it wasn't always the cycle of reincarnation between the Dao of Law and the Dao of Qi Refinement. Other systems of power would also appear."

"As far as I know, in one era, there was even a body-forging Dao. One world focused on body cultivation and dominated the mainstream!"

"Golden Immortals seem to have an endless lifespan on the surface, but after living for two eras, if they still haven't found a way out, they will definitely face the decline of heaven and earth, and eventually die from the decay of their bodies!"

"The Time Sea can stop the decline of the body, but it will wear down the body and soul."

Yang Bo stared at Su Zijin and did not speak for a long time.

Number Four looked at Yang Bo and asked, "Fellow Taoist Yang, is this a senior from my Sword Sect?"

"I feel that he has the smell of my Sword Sect on him!"

Number One laughed, "Does he have the aura of your Sword Sect?"

Number Four glared, "Confidence is confidence, and arrogance is arrogance. Our Sword Sect is not confident and arrogant, we are confident!"

"I believe that the Sword Sect will be able to stand at the top of the mountain in this life!"

Everyone revealed a smile on their faces.

Number Two walked forward and stared at the Book of Life and Death. "Fellow Taoist Yang, is there a problem?"

Yang Bo pointed at the Book of Life and Death in front of him and said, "Zhang Huaibo still has a body that has possessed his body. His soul has not completely reincarnated!"

Everyone could not help but be shocked.

Killing Ling Zhongyu was already very difficult for them, but now the other party actually had a clone outside!

Number Six looked at Yang Bo, "Do you need to kill the other clone as well?"

"Is this really your mission?"

Yang Bo waved his hand casually, and the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Brush disappeared. It was fine for him to use these treasures for a short period of time, but if he used them for a long time, the Underworld would be in chaos.

Yang Bo shook his head, "It's not a mission. I'm guessing that if I can put the soul of the Great Luo Golden Immortal into the Underworld, the Heavenly Dao might reward me."

"Dao Ancestor Samsara lacks merit. He values it a lot, but I don't lack the power of merit!"

Number Four glared, "Versailles!"

"If you don't lack merit, why don't you give us some?"

Yang Bo laughed, "That's my merit, why should I share it with you?"

"If you want merit, then you should earn it yourself!"

"I asked you to work in the Underworld, but you didn't want to. You can't blame me for this!"

Number Four immediately choked.

Working in the Underworld was very easy to receive merit rewards. Yang Bo did say that.

Now that Yang Bo had a clone in the Underworld, it had saved him a lot of effort and also allowed him to obtain a lot of merit.

Back then, when he opened the Underworld, Yang Bo had already obtained a large amount of merit. Now, even if he obtained a large amount of merit, it would only be like adding flowers to embroidery.

Number One looked at Yang Bo, "What should we do next?"

"If you don't need to send the Golden Immortal into reincarnation, we won't have any more missions. Why don't we continue to reincarnate in the time vortex?"

"Only after reincarnating enough times in the whirlpool of time can we gain a deeper understanding of many things."

Yang Bo nodded, "You can continue the cycle of time vortex. I'll wait here."

"I want to see what exactly can float out of the Sea of Time!"

Number Six nodded, "I also want to see what can float out of the Sea of Time."

"Let's not go over to the whirlpool of time, because the Daofather has already come down. They have taken up a large amount of time whirlpools. If we go over, we will have to fight with them!"

Number One sighed. He wanted to see his past clearly, but even after reincarnating several times, he was still unable to see what he wanted to see.

Yang Bo saw through Number One's thoughts and said with a smile, "Fellow Taoist Number One, the past cannot be traced. One day, you will be able to remember it."

"You don't have to be obsessed with the past. Perhaps one day, you will be able to completely recall the past."

Number One nodded, "I hope so."

The group arrived at the edge of the Sea of Time once more. It was very quiet here, and only the sound of time passing could be heard.

Number Six suddenly threw out a red silk that wrapped around a floating bottle in the Sea of Time.

Everyone was surprised and looked over.

This floating bottle was made of Black Gold and was able to withstand the erosion of the power of time, allowing it to float here.

Six couldn't wait to open the lid and pour out a piece of paper from the Drifting Bottle.

On the piece of paper, there were three words: "Is there anyone?"

Everyone looked at each other. Apparently, there was no important information on the piece of paper.

No. 6 laughed. She took out a piece of paper and wrote a sentence, "Hello, I am No. 6. What's your name?"2

Six closed the bottle and threw it back into the Sea of Time.

No one cared. A bottle in the Sea of Time was already very rare and couldn't be received again.

Staring at the Sea of Time, Yang Bo walked forward and touched it.

Six could not help but ask, "Are you fishing?"

"Can you touch anything like this?"

Yang Bo suddenly raised his hand. In his hand, he held a strand of Immortal Binding Rope. Although the Immortal Binding Rope had been worn out by the Sea of Time and was already in tatters, it could still be seen that the material of the Immortal Binding Rope itself was not ordinary.

As long as it was slightly repaired, it could be used.

Everyone exclaimed and jumped into the Sea of Time together.

They were all surprised. No one would have thought that there would be so many treasures hidden in the Time Sea that were washed to the shore.

Everyone soon obtained their own rewards.

Chapter Twenty-Three

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