Twilight Boundary-Chapter 799 - 788: Three Heads and Six Arms

Outside the Hu Family Mansion, it was bustling, with the Qingyuan Hu Family's Second Ancestor having fainted from anger. All around, voices shouted to quickly invite the Life-Knowing Hall's Si Ming.

But inside the mansion, within the inner courtyard, it was quiet. Calculation rose and sat, pacing back and forth a couple of times, then turned to look at Immortal Miaoshan, hesitating, wanting to say something but couldn't...

Immortal Miaoshan was enjoying hot pot.

Using a golden silk silver charcoal pot, with lamb slices thin as cicada wings, accompanying with chive flower sesame sauce.

Not only did she eat meticulously and elegantly, but she even placed a set of bowls and chopsticks in front of both Little Hongtang and Little Douguan. Little Douguan couldn't eat the food of the living and could only sniff at the aroma, but Little Hongtang could eat along.

But the key is... is this really the time for hot pot?

"Aren't you worried?"

After pacing seven or eight times, he finally couldn't hold back, placing both hands on the table and intently asked.

"Worried about what?"

Immortal Miaoshan glanced up at him and said, "The Sect Hierarch came back willingly this time, no one forced him."

"But..."

Calculation said, "He could really lose his life. Didn't you hear all that commotion just now?"

"Of course, I heard!"

Immortal Miaoshan replied, "I was about to sleep and got startled awake, wanted some silver ear lotus seed soup, then suddenly craved hot pot. Sometimes my Little Douguan is quite useful; look, even in the middle of the night, he can fetch the fire from the restaurant outside..."

"As for the Sect Hierarch, no need to worry, just save some lamb for him..."

"..."

"You..."

Calculation was at a loss, but just then, he heard a faint laughter.

He jolted in shock, thinking some demon people had broken in, but upon closer inspection, realized it was his own basket.

This immediately made him even more alarmed. Slowly, step by step, he crept over, suddenly lifting the black cloth covering his basket. His gaze fell onto the ancestral master's tablet, listening carefully to the faint laughter, and he couldn't help but shiver.

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"I told you, the Tenth Incense doesn't exist."

At the same time, the State Preceptor had already looked intently at Hu Ma, seemingly harboring some hope, but ultimately shaking his head: "Heaven and earth don't tolerate you, and there is a limit to Magic. You trusted Lao Junmei, seems you truly trusted the wrong person..."

"After all, I saw when he made his move back then, but his latter Magic was not like this."

"Perhaps he guessed at another kind of Magic, but without verification, it ultimately didn't work."

"..."

As he spoke, he no longer lingered upon seeing Hu Ma's physical body already collapsing, life almost entirely gone, while the Dharma Form above his head had been torn and extinguished in mere moments.

His curiosity finally faded, abruptly raising his hand, pointing at Hu Ma's body now corroded and crumbling by heaven's thunder and earth's fire, causing it to shatter instantly.

At the same time, he reached towards Hu Ma's Dharma Form, grabbing at a dark red within the soul light.

He had seen this dark red item before and knew it was the core of the Reincarnator.

They referred to it as Lifebound Spirit Temple, but the Daluo Dharma Sect had a definition, calling it Immortal Fate.

"I gave this to you twenty years ago. Now it's time for me to take it back."

There was a hint of regret in his voice: "I've lost in this calculation that lasted twenty-three years, yet he didn't win either."

With the body decayed and the Dharma Form torn apart, about to be consumed by the Five Prison Ghost Gate, and even he could not sense any trace of life in Hu Ma. Naturally, this meant death.

Though he hadn't studied the Main Sacrificial Magic deeply, he had enough understanding that the life-stealing number in life and death requires both death and life; even in death, the last breath must be preserved. But now, where is there any breath?

"One reality, two illusory, three life numbers, between life and death lies the mystery."

Just then, the State Preceptor suddenly heard a faint voice, seemingly with a hint of laughter, sighing beside him.

He suddenly froze, incredulously turning his head: "Ancestral Master?"

"Craack!"

In that slight moment of distraction, Hu Ma's Dharma Form lost its last bit of strength and tore completely.

Due to the tearing of the Dharma Form, even the Five Prison Ghost Gate was swiftly dividing, Hu Ma's Divine Soul would be sealed separately, while Lao Junmei's Immortal Fate would be reclaimed by the State Preceptor, and everything seemed to be completely over.

But no one expected, just before the Five Prison Ghost Gate fully closed, a sudden, inexplicable force tightened rapidly, and in the next moment, a muffled roar sounded in the field.

At the moment of the body's collapse, amidst endless pain and torment, Hu Ma seemed to find a trace of peace.

It was a rare clarity, with the Great Mighty Master General's various subtle dharma methods, the invoking and commanding of spirits, fierce and overbearing, flowing like water in his heart.

He had not entered the Intermediate Yin Realm, which was the reason the State Preceptor used the Five Prison Ghost Gate against him, directly sealing his Divine Soul, preventing him from further accessing the Book of Life and Death. Yet in this moment of peace, it seemed to allow him to see himself in another way.

One reality, two illusory, three life numbers.

He had altered the Book of Life and Death, having three lives in one person, his true self being Hu Ma, a descendant of the Hu Family and Master of Zhensui Mansion.

But bearing Immortal Fate, the Reincarnator Old White was also Hu Ma.

Being fate-altered by the Daluo Dharma Sect, destined to become the Main Sacrificial, was also Hu Ma.

All three lives were his, recognized by this world, but also dispersed. They were the sole variable of this world, and now, Hu Ma was about to refine these three lives into one.

Calling spirits and scolding ghosts, it's not just that it was a mistake, but since it's an error, might as well make it more so, not only refining one's true destiny into the Great Mighty Heaven Master General, but refining the other two destinies in as well!

At the moment of clarity in the heart, the Dharma Form of the Great Mighty Heaven Master General also began to change.

Though the Dharma Form had been torn apart, it re-gathered at this moment, but no longer merging as before. Instead, suddenly, each part transformed independently; each torn end had a head growing out, fierce and blending, slowly coming into being.

And under the ribs, the torn soul light transformed into two more arms, strong and robust.

One head was blue-faced and fanged, one with divine might resplendent, and one calm and serene.

A three-headed, six-armed form stood firmly in the human world.

Suddenly, all three heads opened their eyes at once, and soul light surged out in an instant, with a cracking sound that suddenly rang out, the chains extending from the five doors shattered, and the doors themselves became tattered and broken.

In the next moment, Hu Ma's Dharma Form fell, and the body that had been destroyed by heavenly thunder and fire suddenly regrew together.

The surroundings were silent, neither alive nor dead, solidly stepping on the ground.

And also at this time, time suddenly returned to normal, and the prohibitions laid by the State Preceptor around broke apart one by one.

Even the State Preceptor was startled by the commotion, stumbling a couple of steps towards Hu Ma, his eyes full of disbelief.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, his eyes seemed to turn dark red, his voice trembling: "Is there really a Tenth Incense Stick?"

"If this... this kind of magic were derived by me, how wonderful would that be?"

"..."

"Crack..."

At the same time, a crisp sound rang out from behind him, the State Preceptor turned his head incredulously.

In front of the ancestral hall, away from the battlefield here, the bamboo frame held by his Taoist Child let out the sound. Like other disciples of the Daluo Dharma Sect, the State Preceptor carried the tablet of the ancestral master, though handled by the Taoist Child to save his strength.

But now, that crisp sound came precisely from the bamboo frame.

Even from such a distance, he could clearly see that it was the crack in the tablet that widened until it broke, with the upper half falling to the ground.

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"My heavens..."

Inside the old mansion, Old Calculation looked incredulously at the tablet, suddenly kneeling and bowing towards it.

"What's happening?"

Immortal Miao Shan at the table beside him stood stunned: "It's not New Year yet?"

"It's bigger than New Year..."

Old Calculation lowered his voice, but could not suppress his astonishment: "Just now... just now..."

"The Daluo Dharma Sect has a new Sect Hierarch!"

"..."

"..."

"Lao Junmei really didn't deceive me!"

And at this moment, in front of the ancestral hall, Hu Ma suddenly took a gasp, unable to hide the shock in his heart.

The Tenth Incense, had already appeared in his heart, he could clearly feel the existence of this incense stick, and just this one incense stick, even felt more real than the other nine.

He could even feel his divine soul growing stronger, approaching perfection, unbound by heaven and earth, especially as the wordless seal in his hand also underwent a clear transformation at this moment.

After the words "commissioned by heaven," two more words appeared:

"Enduring" and "Longevity."

At the same moment these two words appeared, it seemed that the invisible connections of cause and effect broke away from him.

Across the vast Shangjing City, there seemed to be a rising Purple Qi, with clusters of purple clouds appearing faintly in the sky.

And beside the Ten Surnames Ancestral Hall, the incense just affected also slowly went dormant due to his presence.

Inside the Hu Family Ancestral Hall, Granny finally returned to her spiritual senses at this moment, looking out in surprise and anxiety, her gaze falling on Hu Ma.

Then, slowly, surprise turned into joy: "Old man, your grandson is really doing well..."

"..."

"So, does this mean the Daluo Dharma Sect can no longer contain me?"

But amid such astonishment, the whole world seemed to become deathly silent, with only the State Preceptor looking in the direction of the ancestral master's tablet.

His expression seemed calm without joy or sorrow, yet at the same time, appeared numb and disheartened.

And beside the ancestral hall, the old man guarding it sat in the shadow, the bowl of his tobacco pipe glowing faintly red. It seemed even he hadn't anticipated this outcome, but slowly, he glanced in the direction of Hu Ma, emitting a low sigh:

"Dong Xuan, a loss is a loss, there are things that cannot be forcibly desired."

"..."

Amid this low dialogue, a loud commotion arose in the distance, countless black shadows descended swiftly as if from the sky, and after a sweeping glance, they shouted sternly:

"Found it, found it..."