The fusion of the external avatar, the Dao Seed, and the main body's strength was unknown to Chen Xia. He felt that it was not yet time for integration and that he needed to further cultivate himself.
However, the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor had emerged, and if a conflict were to arise, Chen Xia wouldn't mind integrating right away.
Being a unified entity didn't necessarily mean he couldn't fight against a Quasi-Emperor.
The Shanshui Quasi-Emperor could also sense his intentions. At this moment, he found himself in a dilemma. He didn't want to offend Chen Xia, nor did he want the Great Saint of the Heavenly Rain Realm to be killed by him. He hesitated for a moment and then approached Chen Xia to discuss.
"If the Heavenly Rain Realm provides you with some compensation, can this matter be resolved?" he proposed.
He genuinely didn't want to offend Chen Xia. Moreover, after the previous battle, he saw more than before. He even caught a glimpse of Chen Xia's fifth path.
The origin of this fifth path was something he didn't dare imagine. He forcefully blocked his divine sense, afraid of being subjected to the reckoning of the Heavenly Dao.
With such a formidable figure involved, there were too many factors at play. The Heavenly Rain Realm couldn't afford to be enemies with him.
Chen Xia raised his flying sword and wasn't concerned about compensation. His main thought was that it was too early for the trinity fusion. It would be better to let his external avatar and Dao Seed cultivate separately until they could merge into a Great Emperor.
In this way, when the trinity fusion occurred, they would be invincible in the world, without fearing death.
If he fused the trinity now and was killed by a Great Emperor in the future, there would be no chance of resurrection.
Chen Xia nodded and agreed to the proposal of the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor. This was clearly the result the Shanshui Quasi-Emperor wanted to see. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
"Chief Chen truly understands righteousness. I wish Chief Chen an unparalleled breakthrough and reaching the pinnacle in the future!"
He refrained from inviting Chen Xia to the Heavenly Rain Realm this time because he felt that the Heavenly Rain Realm couldn't bear the consequences of Chen Xia's immense causal impact.
If things went wrong, the entire realm might be forcefully reckoned by the Heavenly Dao.
Moreover, this reckoning might not necessarily kill Chen Xia, but it would clear away everything related to him.
"I also wish you a long and healthy life," Chen Xia said a sentence that could be interpreted as a blessing or a curse before turning and leaving.
The Shanshui Quasi-Emperor propped up his Shanshui Umbrella, shook his head, and chuckled, then headed toward Tianshan Mountain.
"Brother, you're truly formidable!" Wu Saint gave Chen Xia a thumbs-up, his eyes filled with admiration.
Wang Yangzi stood within the water curtain barrier, a smile on his face. He waved at Chen Xia and said, "I didn't expect you to possess such divine techniques."
"It was just a bluff. I can do even more impressive things. It's just that killing four Great Saints doesn't seem worth it," Chen Xia casually remarked.
Wu Saint secretly clicked his tongue upon hearing that killing four Great Saints didn't seem worth it. It was the first time he had heard such words.
As Chen Xia approached, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked Wang Yangzi, "What about you, old man? How come you didn't say a word before sacrificing yourself? You truly don't consider me a friend."
"Indeed, indeed, I've been very rebellious. If you had told me a few words, I could have at least played the suona horn to support you. If things got really bad, I could have helped you collect your corpse. Being so silent is really thoughtless. Brother, give me a few more scoldings!" Wu Saint nodded in agreement from the side.
Wang Yangzi smiled helplessly and said, "Actually, I considered all possibilities. I just didn't expect you to be the one in ten thousand, and I didn't expect Wu Saint to deliver the message so quickly."
"Damn it! I risked my life to run and get help for you, and what I got in return was being called a snitch. You're just like a dog that can't speak anything intelligent!"
Wu Saint was quite angry, his brows furrowed.
"Well, it seems like everything turned out fine," Wang Yangzi chuckled softly. "From now on, let's consider Wang Yangzi dead, and I'm out of the game. I don't want to deal with these matters anymore."
"What game are you talking about?" Wu Saint asked keenly. He had sensed something unusual in the realm hundreds of years ago.
"There's no game, it's just that some higher beings want to go further and touch that emperor's territory, so they set up a scheme."
"They are the ones who set up the scheme, and both you and I are pawns. I might be a slightly bigger piece, but now I've fallen from my position and become a fake saint, just like boiling water. I'm out of the game from now on."
His tone was bleak, his eyes scanning ahead. There, at the place where the head of the fake saint fell, he bowed respectfully as a form of tribute.
This story began with Wang Yangzi's rise to power as a fake saint, pushing horizontally for thirty thousand miles. Chen Xia's entry and the battle among the four fake saints became the climax, and the departure of the three marked the end.
As time went on, the Saint Hall gradually declined, with no fake saint left. Surprisingly, Wu Saint ended up being the one with the highest recorded strength.
It's not that Wu Saint wasn't strong, but it was obvious that the Saint Hall had fallen.
It seemed like an era had come to an end.
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Wang Yangzi rarely visited the cottage in the mortal realm. He looked around and then smiled.
"I heard Qiu Yi took that girl back to her hometown. She's quite a talented girl, especially in chess."
"It was actually me guiding her behind the scenes," Chen Xia shamelessly replied.
"I've always known that, so I deliberately lost to that girl," Wang Yangzi shamelessly replied, even more shamelessly.
You can only say that this game was a high-level one, encountering a worthy opponent.
The two stood in the cottage, and Wang Yangzi suddenly asked, "Will you see her again in the future?"
"I don't know. Fate is something that no one can explain clearly. If we don't meet, we'll cherish the memories. It's not a bad thing, hehe."
Chen Xia chuckled lightly. He was indeed a nostalgic person and often inexplicably nostalgic.
For example, he would look at the tomb in the courtyard and think of the short old man.
This can be considered as reminiscing about things when seeing objects.
"When will you go to the immortal realm?" Wang Yangzi suddenly asked again.
"No rush, I have to wait for this game to end completely," Chen Xia replied.
"I'm already out of the game, so you don't have to worry," Wang Yangzi reassured.
"It's just that you think you're out of the game. You've never admitted or mentioned what you planned behind the scenes," Chen Xia said in a deep voice, narrowing his eyebrows as he looked up at the sky.
"These ancient beings who have lived for over a hundred thousand years are always scheming. They used the egg to strike the stone, causing the stone to counterattack and involving the luck and opportunities of the world. They gave the Heavenly Rain Realm a sense of imminent success, attracting more realms to join the game."
"These old things are always cunning, and the realm is just a chip in their hands for the sake of that emperor's word."
"But it doesn't matter..."
Chen Xia turned his head, facing away from the sun in the sky, and confidently smiled at Wang Yangzi.
"I will make a move."