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"Senior Brother Liang, why are you back so late? Is something wrong today?" the disciple asked casually as he handed the token back.

Before Liang Qifa could answer, the disciple frowned and said, "I've never seen these senior brothers before."

He then looked at Liang Qifa, whose face was cold, and clearly understood something; unfortunately, before he could speak, more than ten people behind Liang Qifa had already raised their right hands, and one after another, black crossbow bolts silently pierced through the night sky and pierced the throats of the gatekeeper disciples.

These people then carried the body to the bushes to the side, waved their hands behind them, and a dense crowd of men in black appeared on the mountain path, heading towards the Xiyue Temple.

An invisible massacre and counterattack quietly unfolded on Mount Hua in the dead of night.

Chapter 683 Final Chapter

Temple of the Great Emperor of the Western Peak.

If an outsider were to arrive here at this moment, they would likely be so frightened that their heart would stop. In the dead of night, on the pitch-black square, figures holding long swords stood silently, not uttering a sound, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Meanwhile, in the West Mountain Temple, the newly appointed leader of the Huashan Sect, Yue Lingchong, stared blankly at the statue of the Great Emperor, his face expressionless.

A moment later, under the watchful eyes of countless Huashan disciples, a figure soared across the huge plaza like a golden goose and landed at the entrance of the main hall.

"Sect Leader, they've made their move." The newcomer was none other than an elder from the Huashan Sect.

Yue Lingchong didn't turn around. Looking at the wisps of incense smoke rising from the candles, he asked, "Have the disciples all been made up?"

The elder nodded and said, "Our disciples have all been arranged. Those guarding the mountain gate and the mountainside tonight are spies from other forces, while loyal disciples are stationed at the mountain peak entrance."

"That's good!" Yue Lingchong nodded.

After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and said, "Give the order that everyone except the Prince of Xing be killed without mercy. But the Prince must not be harmed, otherwise I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain."

The elder nodded and said, "Sect Leader, rest assured, the disciples understand."

Yue Lingchong stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the distant darkness and shaking his head helplessly, saying:

"Uncle-Master, what do you think Prince Xing is after? How could he believe that nonsense? The throne was already decided long ago; how could he possibly covet it?"

"For a throne that doesn't belong to him, he didn't hesitate to fake his child's death and send him to the mountains as an undercover agent, where he remained for eight years. Was that position really that good?"

The elder hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Sect Leader, the world is in an uproar. It has long been said that Xing Wang should be the emperor. This matter is deliberately stirred up by aristocratic families and civil officials, with the intention of subverting the orthodox order."

"My Mount Hua shares the glory and honor with Your Majesty, and we must never be half-hearted."

Yue Lingchong smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Uncle-Master, I'm not stupid. Besides, if I dared to act recklessly, my father would probably come out of the Scripture Pavilion and break my legs."

"I'm just curious, with His Majesty commanding a million soldiers and hundreds of thousands of elite border troops protecting him, what makes Prince Xing dare to covet the throne?"

The elder breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, saying, "Since ancient times, people's hearts have been difficult to fathom. Who can know what the Prince of Xing is thinking? We just need to clear Mount Hua before His Majesty goes up the mountain and hand the Crown Prince over to His Majesty to deal with."

……

Not long after, shouts of battle came from the mountain path. Wounded disciples were fighting their way up the mountain towards the West Mountain Temple, and soon they saw a dark mass of people in the square.

These elite and loyal disciples of the Huashan Sect stared expressionlessly at the newcomer, making him break out in a cold sweat.

"Quickly, quickly tell the sect leader that Senior Brother Liang Qifa has rebelled and has already led his men past the mountainside; they're about to reach the summit!" the disciple shouted hoarsely.

The disciples in the square watched this scene without making a sound. Only the thirteen Huashan Sect elders sitting at the entrance of the main hall, one of them revealed a sneer and said, "Take him away and deal with him after the chaos is quelled."

Soon, two disciples stepped forward and used their lightness skills to get to him. One blocked his attack, while the other used pressure point techniques to drag him away.

A moment later, a series of chaotic footsteps came from the mountain path. The Huashan Sect elders, who had been resting with their eyes closed, got up at the same time, and with each light step, they arrived at the entrance of the square.

When Liang Qifa led a group of men in black to the square, they saw only Huashan disciples waiting quietly.

At this time, Liang Qifa and his group had been through a fierce battle and were all injured, while these Huashan disciples were waiting in comfort. One of them had a sharp glint in his eyes, clearly indicating that they had all mastered internal strength.

Moreover, as they arrived, the doors of the side halls outside the square opened, and figures surrounded them, making escape impossible.

"Should I call you Liang Qifa, or Prince Xing, Zhu Qiming?" asked a Huashan Sect elder who was of average appearance and slightly short and stout.

Liang Qifa looked at the old man and then at the disciples who were eyeing him menacingly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Master...you, you knew all about it? Well, this rebellion was probably arranged specifically for your disciple, wasn't it?"

The elder flicked his longsword and said:

“My senior brother once set a rule that all Huashan disciples must have their identities and origins verified before they go up the mountain. If there is any doubt, they can only stay in the outer sect for life.”

“When you first came up the mountain, although you had the warrant of the King of Xing, your answers revealed your identity. At that time, the sect leader was already suspicious. Your background has been thoroughly investigated over the years.”

“Senior Brother Shi, why bother talking to him? Stubborn people deserve to die. If he weren’t the heir of the Prince of Xing, he would be dead tonight,” someone nearby said.

As they spoke, the other twelve elders charged forward with their longswords, their swords flashing and the cold moon and frost reflecting in the sky.

………………

Inside the Huashan Sutra Repository.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan, who lived alone on the fourth floor, seemed completely unconcerned about the shouts and cries of battle coming from one side. If they couldn't even handle such a small matter, then all the years of teaching them would have been for nothing.

The two of them lit incense sticks together, offered incense to the previous sect leader, and then offered incense to the portrait next to them.

"Senior brother, where is our eldest senior brother now?" Yue Lingshan asked, looking at the young Taoist in the portrait.

Linghu Chong, now middle-aged, had a look of vicissitude in his eyes. Listening to his junior sister's words, he couldn't help but shake his head. Since his senior brother, the matter of immortals and gods had only become legends.

If it weren't for that scene being witnessed by so many people back then, everyone would probably think that the disciples of the Huashan Sect had gone hysterical.

"Our senior brother is no ordinary person, how could we possibly hope to meet him? Alas, the difference between immortals and mortals is such that I fear we will never see each other again," Linghu Chong lamented.

As they were talking, Linghu Chong saw his wife staring blankly at the wall and couldn't help but laugh. Even at her age, she was still as mischievous as when she was a child.

Immediately, he turned his head to cooperate with his wife's performance, turning to look at the wall. His previous indifference turned into a stunned silence, just like his wife's.

On the wall, the figure that had been leaning against the window, looking at the sun, suddenly turned around and stepped out of the portrait.

"Second Junior Brother, Junior Sister, it's been a long time." Su Yuchen's illusory voice echoed in the Sutra Repository.

"Ah! Senior brother, it's the eldest senior brother, it's the eldest senior brother..." Yue Lingshan couldn't help but exclaim.

Linghu Chong stammered, "I, I, I saw it! Senior Brother, you've descended to the mortal realm?"

Su Yuchen smiled, flicked his finger to light the candles in the attic, and said:

"I never expected that the Huashan Sect would keep offering sacrifices to me, which is why I didn't go to the wrong place and ended up here."

"Second Junior Brother, Junior Sister, would you like to become immortals for a lifetime?"

………………

Above the river of time and space, Su Yuchen watched as his junior brothers and sisters transformed into attendants of Zhenwu, listening to the Dao in the Xuanling Palace of the North Pole, before turning back to look at the world.

As Su Yuchen focused his gaze, in the world of Laughing at the World, in the icy pool below Blackwood Cliff, the figure in the crimson robe suddenly opened his eyes, his rampant killing intent piercing through the cold pool.

Su Yuchen's eyes gleamed with divine light, penetrating the other's appearance to reach the essence of his soul. What was the core of Dongfang Bubai's soul was a shattered true spirit.

"So, whose reincarnation are you?" Su Yuchen asked in a low voice, his voice echoing across the river of time.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yuchen shook his head and chuckled. What did all this have to do with him? But in the end, it was all destined to be his.

Thinking it over, Su Yuchen reached out and grabbed a wisp of the soul aura belonging to the other party's true spirit; the next second, on the River of Time, countless Su Yuchens from the past, present, and future opened their eyes and looked at the River of Time together.

"Found it!" At that moment, a "Su Yuchen" grasped the same soul energy.

Standing in the present moment, Su Yuchen pressed down with his right hand, and the void behind Dongfang Bubai suddenly shattered, causing him to fall into another world the instant he awoke.

After doing all this, Su Yuchen turned and left.

Going against the flow of time and space, guided by the bronze mirror, Su Yuchen traversed time and space and finally arrived at the very beginning, the most ancient place of origin, where he found his original self.

Standing quietly to the side, watching himself leaning against the headboard, holding his phone in both hands, Su Yuchen smiled slightly. At this moment, his Dao Fruit was about to be perfected.

Su Yuchen reached out and grabbed a wisp of the illusory Dao Fruit, which fell into his mind. Watching the other being carried away by the Dao Fruit, Su Yuchen's past was completely perfected.

At this moment, as he looked up again and took a step, a corner of a black and white Tai Chi diagram appeared, with the Eight Scenes faintly visible behind it. When Su Yuchen's foot landed, he had already landed in the Eight Scenes Palace.

In the center of the main hall before Su Yuchen lay a jade table, upon which spiritual treasures shimmered. Behind the jade table was a futon, manifesting the principles of water and fire. Most importantly, behind the jade table was the primordial energy of Taiji floating in the air.

Su Yuchen stepped forward, merging his body with the Tai Chi primordial energy. Instantly, the entire Eight Trigrams Palace trembled violently, now possessing a master.

Su Yuchen reached out and grabbed a number of treasures, including the Taiji Diagram, the Big Dipper Sword, and many others, which made the two boys envious.

With the blessing of the innate Taiji diagram, a supreme treasure born from the innate Taiji root energy and the Dao principles, Su Yuchen instantly transformed into the 'Supreme Myriad Manifestations Yuanwu Great Dao Lord'. In an instant, he suppressed the past, present, and future time and space of this world, refined the earth, fire, wind, and water, and established the foundation of this world.

In the long river of time, many Dao Lords who had been waiting for a long time each sent a avatar to the lower realm to compete for the Great Luo Dao Fruit in this world.

In the Eight Views Palace.

"Greetings, Master. Congratulations on your return," the golden and silver boys rose and offered their congratulations.

Su Yuchen waved his hand, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged to the side. A figure emerged from his body, neither Buddha nor Taoist, neither demon nor monster, neither spirit nor monster, yet encompassing everything.

"Bodhi Patriarch greets fellow Daoist!" the figure said, bowing.

"I would like to request that you, fellow Daoist, go to Xiniu Hezhou and establish a cave dwelling there."

"This is my duty!"

After the figure left the Eight Views Palace, Su Yuchen closed his eyes and sat in meditation. All he had to do now was wait for the monkey to be born.

Now that I've come into this world, the monkey should also have a different future.

(Complete the book!)

P.S.: This is a fairly decent ending, and it's barely acceptable. Thank you all for your continued support.