Chapter 1032: Netherworld Palm
"This is truly maddening!"
"Zixuan, are you okay?"
The bizarre Venerable Wen left, but after he self-destructed, the ensuing black fog attacked Liu Zixuan.
Clearly, he’s a vengeful individual. Liu Zixuan killed Venerable Wen and summoned many top masters from the Star Sea, foiling his plans. Now that he has no recourse, naturally he seeks someone to vent on.
Liu Zixuan, being the key to disrupting his plans, has naturally become that outlet.
The group, including Qing Lao, clenched their fists and cursed, rushing towards Liu Zixuan.
Luo Xi, meanwhile, held Liu Zixuan tightly, tears brimming in her charming eyes, her face full of anxiety and concern.
This battle, if viewed superficially, was indeed a victory, as the Celestial Dao Alliance was completely destroyed, but the price paid was equally high.
At this moment, Liu Zixuan seemed barely alive, severely injured. If anything happened to him, what significance would this victory hold?
Seeing the worried expressions of the crowd, Liu Zixuan smiled weakly and said, "Don’t cry. I’m still alive, aren’t I?"
"Don’t speak for now!"
The old man placed his fingers on Liu Zixuan’s pulse for an examination, his brow furrowing more deeply. After a moment, he spoke, "This infernal thing is truly malicious!"
"What’s going on?" Qing Lao asked.
The old man removed Liu Zixuan’s shirt, revealing a black handprint on his chest, strikingly sinister!
"Netherworld Palm?" Qing Lao murmured in astonishment.
"Is the Netherworld Palm poisonous? Can it be cured?" Luo Xi immediately grabbed the old man’s hand, "Aren’t you the most powerful person in the world? You must be able to cure it, right?"
The old man sighed, "Girl, the Netherworld Palm is one of the three evil techniques of the Netherworld Hall, infused with the world’s most deadly poison throughout the palm. If an ordinary martial artist used it, we might be able to help, but this was a strike from the Netherworld Hall Master possessing Venerable Wen’s body; it’s incurable!"
"Incurable..." Luo Xi murmured mournfully, "Then..."
"Take him back. While he’s still alive, let him do things he loves," the old man rose and waved his hand, "It’s such a pity for such a promising talent to end up like this... alas!"
As time passed, countless words turned into sighs.
Luo Xi already knew the outcome, but she was still unwilling to accept it. Earlier, in the Celestial Capital, she had left Liu Zixuan a message saying that the next time they met, she would surely help him, but now they had met again, she hadn’t helped him, and instead, he had ended up in this situation.
"No... impossible, there must be a way!" Luo Xi cried out.
Liu Zixuan grasped Luo Xi’s jade hand, "Don’t say anymore."
"There must be a way to save you, wait for me, I’ll find a way!" With that, Luo Xi directly shook off Liu Zixuan’s hand and ran outside.
The old man looked at Liu Zixuan and then at Luo Xi’s departing figure, "She just can’t accept it for now, she’ll calm down and come back to you."
After speaking, the old man also chased after her.
After the bizarre appearance of Venerable Wen, the other hidden sect masters floating in mid-air had also left. In the manor, only Qing Lao and Ya Fei, Jiang Yunxuan, and others remained.
Jiang Yunxuan and the others helped Liu Zixuan up, their faces all showing difficult expressions. They didn’t know what to say, or perhaps, saying anything at this moment was unnecessary.
Qing Lao took out a wine pot from behind him, "Your favorite Peach Blossom Brew!"
Liu Zixuan grinned slightly, leaned against Huzi, took the wine pot, and drank two sips, smiling, "It’s still the same taste, I wonder how much longer I can drink it!"
"There’s plenty!" Qing Lao turned his head and sighed, forcing a smile, "Later, I’ll help seal your meridians, and for the next three months, you’ll live like an ordinary person, free from the torment of the Nether Poison."
"Senior, is the Netherworld Palm truly incurable?" Jiang Yunxuan asked with a frown.
Qing Lao was silent, unsure how to answer.
Ya Fei stepped forward, "Though the Netherworld Hall isn’t truly the Yama Hall, everything inside is more grotesque and terrifying than the Yama Hall. The Netherworld Palm ranks first in the Great Thousand Worlds for its ruthless cultivation technique! It’s truly incurable."
"I don’t believe it." Jiang Yunxuan shook his head, "My father told me from a young age, the world is vast and everything has its counterbalance; there must be a way to cure the Netherworld Palm." With that, he looked at Liu Zixuan, "Brother Xuan, I’ll take you to my father, he must have a solution!"
"There’s no need to deliberately search."
Qing Lao interrupted Jiang Yunxuan, saying, "Your Jiang Family has already sent someone to Lingxiu Village, now take Zixuan back."
"I have another question." Liu Zixuan propped himself up, looking at Qing Lao and Ya Fei.
"Ask away," Ya Fei said.
"What exactly was with Venerable Wen? Was it a case of one body, two souls?"
This question puzzled Liu Zixuan and the others, why did Venerable Wen die and then another Venerable Wen appear?
"The Netherworld Hall Master cultivates the soul body, their divine spirit is incredibly strong, and they exist like maggots in the bone. They can live through various forms; the one you killed wasn’t truly Venerable Wen, as their main soul is tributed in the Netherworld Hall."
Qing Lao took a deep breath and said, "The Venerable Wen you fought against was merely a split soul from his true self, just like the previous Azuo—it was a substitute, and the one who appeared later was King Wen of the Netherworld Hall!"
Liu Zixuan arched his eyebrows, "According to the martial realm’s division, shouldn’t a ’Venerable’ be greater than a ’King’? Why is it reversed here?"
Qing Lao paused, "It seems you’re still not familiar enough with the Netherworld Hall."
"What’s going on exactly?"
Qing Lao’s lips moved a few times, "I’ll explain these things to you later, let’s get you back to Lingxiu Village first, once you’re stable, you can hear these stories."
Stories...
Hearing that word, Liu Zixuan suddenly chuckled self-mockingly, "Indeed, now I am like an ordinary person, the matters within the martial realm have nothing to do with me anymore, it’s just like listening to a story!"
"Actually..."
Liu Zixuan immediately interrupted Qing Lao, "You don’t need to console me, I won’t be stubborn or lose hope."
"Brother Xuan, rest assured, aren’t we still here?" Huzi grinned, "Let’s go back, Qing Lao said it—you won’t have an outbreak in three months, we’ll surely find a way within these three months."
"Alright!" Liu Zixuan nodded, "Let’s go."
The group then set off, heading outside.
Upon reaching the gate, Ya Fei pursed her lips, "This time, I didn’t manage to truly help you. I’m heading home to see if I can find a way to save you, then I’ll come to Lingxiu Village to find you."
"Your visit has already helped me, don’t feel bad, saving me isn’t the issue. You’re always welcome to visit Lingxiu Village!" Liu Zixuan waved smilingly.
At this moment, apart from looking somewhat frail, he showed no significant abnormalities...