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Listening to Old Confucian Scholar's bitter smile and sighing, Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai both felt as if they were struck by lightning.

How transcendent was the realm of SemiGods?

Not to mention surpassing a saint, even relying on the advantages of his territory, he could still contend against a true God!

This was such a strong realm and power, why was it related to those uncomfortable words in Ya Shen's mouth?

Prisoner, could it be a saint?

The path of no return, could it be the path of cultivation that transcends the level of saints?

Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai looked at each other, both of them seeing the shock and fear in the other's eyes. In the end, both of their gazes turned towards Old Confucian Scholar, and bowed respectfully: "Please, Ya Shen, dispel your confusion!"

Old Confucian Scholar let out a long sigh, and after being silent for a long while, he opened his mouth faintly: "Actually there's nothing to say, in the end, it's just your own choice."

"Everyone knows that a supreme being's life spans tens of thousands of years, while a saint's life spans hundreds of thousands of years. However, no one knows how short a time spans a saint's life."

Ya Shen continued to speak with a helpless and bitter voice, "A hundred thousand years of lifespan. If it wasn't for a truly stunning talent, it would be impossible to break the secrets of the divine way in this period of time. "But if I can't, then what happens when my lifespan comes to an end?"

Old Confucian Scholar looked at Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai and asked back with a strange expression.

"To find a Longevity Drug, or cut himself?"

Lee Taibai spoke with a solemn expression.

The Old Confucian Scholar nodded lightly, as if he was sighing with emotion: "It's a pity that Longevity Drug are so rare, so rare that they practically don't exist. It's impossible to find even saints easily."

"Then I can only cut myself?"

Yan Shenggong frowned and hesitated a little, "Speaking of it, it's not a loss to say that it came from Slash, right? Just like the Cang Clan Cang Lan, he had survived from the Last Year of Ancient Time to the current world for at least a million years. "Although the sword will fall from its peak and become bound, as long as one is alive, there will be a glimmer of hope for breaking through the Divine Path. If one is able to become a saint during this period, wouldn't that mean that they could break the shackles and be reborn?"

"You only know one thing but not the other."

Old Confucian Scholar let out a long sigh as he shook his head, his expression turning even stranger. "The common folk only know that cutting themselves off will cause you to fall to the peak, but I didn't know that there is still one more great drawback … Even though this blade has slowed down the loss of vitality, it has also cut off one's own path of cultivation. It is impossible for one to become a saint for the rest of their lives and be trapped in the sage realm for the rest of their lives.

"If that's not the case, then how come Cang Lan, the Cang Clan, has been unable to step onto the divine way for a long time, over a million years? For an existence that is able to become a saint, is his aptitude really that bad? "

"How fair is the Great Way? If you want to have it, you have to give it up. Slashing your own blade can indeed slow down the flow of your life and keep breathing for a long time, but because of this, you have become a prisoner of this world. You will never be able to break through the domain of Saints and live like this …" Does it really have meaning? "

Old Confucian Scholar's voice was not loud, but to Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai, it sounded like thunder, deafening them. This was because even the two of them did not know about the secrets behind the self beheading process, nor did they know about it in the Confucian Sect records.

However, the two of them were relieved after thinking about it, after all, there were very few Saints, and from ancient times until now, there had only been a few, and in the history of Confucian Sect, there had never been any Saints who had cut themselves before. As for the few Saints, perhaps even to this day, they did not know the flaws of this technique, or perhaps they had already sensed it a little, but they all wanted to hide this secret in order to maintain the might of the peak of immortality.

"Cut off one's own blade, cut off one's own path of cultivation. The gains are not worth it."

Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai whispered, but that Old Confucian Scholar still ridiculed them, "You guys should know, although the talent of an existence that can achieve the achievement of Saint Position is extraordinary, if one doesn't have the great fortune, it is still impossible to see through the threshold of the divine way within a hundred thousand years. When the time came for him to break through and reach the end of his lifespan, would he be able to face death even with the dao heart of a saint? "At that time, how many Saints in this world can choose to live on in this world without any signs of death?"

"Moreover, even if one sees the threshold of the divine way, one would also know how difficult it is to become a saint. At that time, even if one has hopes of stepping into the divine way, one might not necessarily have the guts to take that step, and even if one can become a demigod and increase their lifespan to a million years, few would dare to gamble on it."

Speaking up to here, the Old Confucian Scholar's face became even more strange, "You two, do you know why?"

Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai were shocked. They broke out in cold sweat and shook their heads at the same time.

"Because after that step... It was the same as stepping on a road of no return! We have to be able to become saintly from the realm of the SemiGods within a million years. If we are unable to do so, we will only die once we reach the end of our lifespan. "

Old Confucian Scholar sighed, his complicated expression showing helplessness and bitterness, "Because, once I step into the realm of the SemiGod, I will no longer be able to slash myself, and will no longer be able to last until the last breath!"

"A slash to become a prisoner of Heaven and Earth was exclusive to only saints of the first level. Even a demigod, God, or even a legendary immortal would not be able to do this."

"The great Dao of Heaven and Earth is so fair and cruel!"2

"If we do not return, we shall cut off our heads. If we are unable to reach the other shore, we shall perish here."

"Millions of years sounds like a long time, doesn't it? After seeing the Divine Domain, do you think that stepping into it is just a matter of time? Wrong, completely wrong! This old one has been a SemiGod for more than seven hundred thousand years, and the glory of the Divine Dao Domain is already right in front of my eyes, but I am still unable to step into the next level, and I don't even know what to do. Let alone the remaining three hundred thousand years, even if this old one were to spend another million years, I wouldn't dare to say that I will definitely be able to become a saint. "

"This step is really difficult …"

"..."

Old Confucian Scholar ridiculed himself, his eyes were filled with either regret or bitterness, which caused Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai's scalps to go numb and their hair to stand on end.

How talented is Ya Shen?

From the start of time, from the countless number of powerful figures in the history of Confucian Sect to now, they were definitely ranked in the top five!

However, even such an astonishingly talented being, an existence that shook the ancient and modern, that took seven hundred thousand years, was still stuck outside the threshold of the Divine Dao Domain.

This step was like a chasm between heaven and earth, causing Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai to not dare to think deeply about the vastness and depth of this step.

What made their scalps tingle the most was that before entering the realm of demigods, cultivators had the option of slashing themselves in the face.

Without this choice, even if those experts who had stepped into the realm of demigods could not see any hope, they would not be able to produce feelings as useless as regret, as well as interfere with their already tottering dao heart. Furthermore, those who had once peeped on the divine way but ultimately retreated and chose to cut themselves off, how much regret and unwillingness would they spend their entire lives?

How many times would these people question themselves in their hearts? If they had not chosen to cut themselves down, would they have become another world?

At this moment, Yan Shenggong and Lee Taibai suddenly understood that the reason why the other saints in the history of Confucian Sect did not mention these secrets was because this choice was too much for torturing the cultivator's dao heart.

For cultivators, this kind of Dao Heart Torture should be done sooner rather than later. The later the better. Only when the time comes can one's own heart be put at ease. This way, no matter what happens in the future, the regret and unwillingness in one's heart will be reduced to the lowest.

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