Immortality Through Array Formations

He killed his own junior brother with his own hands...

Mr. Zhuang's breath was already very weak, yet he still clung to life, as if he still had some lingering concerns.

Things like the Blood of the Heavenly Man, the Innate Taoist Bone, and the Back Ruins Heaven Burial—he didn't care much about them...

"Senior brother..."

Mr. Zhuang softly muttered, "Bearing in mind our time as senior and junior brothers, please don't make things difficult for… my few young disciples..."

Gui Tao's people's expressions flickered with shock, then returned to cold indifference. He was just about to utter a mocking word.

Just then, several golden chains suddenly appeared in the sky.

These chains were imprinted with majestic and rough Great Dao Formation Patterns, which formed a cage as soon as they appeared, apparently intending to firmly lock Gui Tao's people inside.

Gui Tao's people sneered, "Delusional old fool hoping to reap the rewards!"

His gaze hardened, and he directly swallowed the Innate Taoist Bone into his belly. Then his body was covered with a dense array of blackish-gray Formation Patterns, which, from the outside in, devoured his flesh and dissolved it...

Meanwhile, Gui Tao's people's figure gradually faded, slowly dissipating...

In the void, an old yet powerful voice rang out:

"Heavenly secret Tricky Escape... trying to flee?"

The golden light in the sky became even more brilliant, the chains overlapping.

But it seemed that they could not stop Gui Tao's people's escape method at all.

His body was disappearing little by little until it was gone, but as he left, he gave Mr. Zhuang one last look.

This look was extremely complex, with a touch of pain, finally settling into decisiveness.

Afterward, Gui Tao's people vanished.

A cold snort sounded in the air, and then the golden light faded, disappearing without a trace, as if an unknown powerful being was pursuing Gui Tao's people along the trace of Tricky Calculation...

Inside the Formation Pavilion, only Mr. Zhuang was left.

After losing the Back Ruins Heaven Burial chart, the dying Mr. Zhuang was no longer cared for by anyone...

No one cared about his life or death.

Bai Qiancheng stepped forward and helped Mr. Zhuang up, only to find that Mr. Zhuang's body was lighter than a willow catkin and thinner than paper, which made his heart tremble.

"Senior brother..."

Mr. Zhuang slowly opened his eyes, looked at Bai Qiancheng with a gentle gaze, and smiled faintly, but he didn't speak.

It seemed he didn't have enough strength to speak again.

Bai Qiancheng's expression turned anxious, "Senior brother, you can't die!"

After a long while, Mr. Zhuang finally spoke. His voice was very light, very tired:

"I've spent a lifetime on Calculation, and I'm very tired. I want to sleep for a while..."

Bai Qiancheng's heart ached, "Senior brother, you can't die! Isn't there anything left in this world you want to do, anyone you want to meet?"

Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a while, then shook his head and muttered:
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"No, there's no one left in this world I want to meet..."

After Mr. Zhuang spoke, he slowly closed his eyes, and no matter how Bai Qiancheng called out to him, there was no response.

The last trace of color on his face also disappeared entirely.

The faint signs of life, like waters seeping into the desert, gradually dwindled away...

Bai Qiancheng looked at Mr. Zhuang's expression, his face full of bewilderment.

He had never imagined that he would witness this scene.

To see his own senior brother dying in front of him.

That was Senior Brother Zhuang...

Such a gifted talent, such a dazzling figure, so proud and confident.

No matter what happened, he had a plan for everything. No matter what mistakes he made, he would tolerate them. Whatever he wanted, his senior brother would always find a way for him.

Big Senior Brother was right.

He was plotting against his senior brother too.

But...

He always thought that no matter what schemes he had, his senior brother would still be that senior brother, the one adept in the Heavenly secret Calculation, confident about everything.

And not like he was now, pale-faced, life fading away...

"Senior brother... going to die?"

A tremendous sense of fear spread through his entire body.

Bai Qiancheng trembled all over.

All men must die.

But having lived for hundreds of years, he never realized, never thought that there would really come a day when his senior brother, who treated him like his own younger sister and always took care of him, would... die?

He felt a tightness in his chest, as if his heart was being squeezed by knives.

Two lines of tears silently made their way down.

Bai Qiancheng wiped his cheeks, looking at the teardrops on his fingertips, and murmured: "Turns out, I can still shed tears..."

Death...

Bai Qiancheng was suddenly startled.

"No, I can't die!"

"Senior brother... he can't die!"

The master is dead...

Big Senior Brother turned into a demon...

If senior brother also died, then all those people who once valued him in this world would be gone...

"Senior brother can't die!"

"But... how to save him, what do I have to save him with?!"

With the Qi Sea shattered, the Sea of Consciousness exhausted, the Taoist Bone stripped, life fading away... under such conditions, no Pills would be of any use...

Bai Qiancheng felt suffocated in his heart, clenching his chest, enduring the pain, his thoughts racing.

A moment later, he had a flash of insight and exclaimed:

"True Man Situ... Qiankun Clear Light Lamp..."