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Chapter 451: The Third Life (1)

Upon returning to the Celestial Court, Li Qingshan communicated with Little Nine, assuring her that Xia Wuji was fine and there was no need to worry.

Afterward, Li Qingshan entered the Emperor Space alone and planted all the divine medicine he had obtained. He planted a divine medicine at intervals.

When all the divine medicine was planted, Li Qingshan was astonished to find that the origin energy of the Emperor Space gradually grew stronger, returning to its peak state.

Seeing this, Li Qingshan fell into deep thought.

“The Emperor Space was once shattered, and its origin energy was severely depleted. When the initial Emperor of the Celestial Court obtained it, it took hundreds of years to restore 80% of the origin energy. However, the remaining 20% could never be replenished. It seemed hopeless, but now, this group of divine medicines has unexpectedly restored it.” Li Qingshan thought in amazement.

He observed closely and found that after the divine medicines were planted, they immediately took root and thrived, quickly penetrating the core of the Emperor Space. They contributed their origin energy, and with both energies merging, the origin energy of the Emperor Space was restored.

Li Qingshan was amazed and delighted. “I didn’t expect to accidentally restore the origin energy of the Emperor Space. This way, I can continue to comprehend the rules. In the future, the Emperor Space will also serve as a trump card for the Celestial Court.”

The restored Emperor Space became more robust, capable of accommodating many people to break through together. For the current Immortal Plane, this was a significant boost. At least more people could become Emperors, unlike other forces that had false Emperors.

“Now, I can live out my second life. My time is running out,” Li Qingshan mused. His body was increasingly filled with death energy, already spreading to his chest. His life was nearing its end, and he had to hurry.

Li Qingshan harvested the fruits of various divine medicines and returned to his bamboo hut to slowly cultivate by taking the medicines.

A human life is akin to a cycle of plants.

Life has a beginning and an end. In this Immortal Plane, no one remains eternally prosperous and immortal.

Even Emperors have a lifespan.

Even those who have lived multiple lives face the risk of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man.

From the moment of birth, a being has a predetermined lifespan. Li Qingshan, having comprehended the Great Path of Fate, understood this well.

Mortal cultivation is a struggle against fate.

Ordinary people strive upward, enduring countless hardships to ascend to the Immortal Plane and experience different aspects of life. They believe they have escaped their bonds and gained longevity, but this is not entirely true.

It’s like a fish leaping from a stream into a river, then from the river into the sea.

The fish can adapt to the stream, the river, and the sea, but it can never escape the water.

This is fate.

Fate is intangible and shapeless, binding every living being, producing corresponding rules, and controlling everything in the unseen. Even if you momentarily break the Path of Fate set for you, you will eventually follow the trajectory it has determined.

Unless you can transcend this world.

This Immortal Plane.

In ancient times, people gazed at the stars. Upon reaching the Emperor Realm, they would leave the Immortal Plane and enter the vast universe.

Entering the vast universe temporarily freed them from the Immortal Plane’s constraints. From then on, they had to adapt to the Rules of the universe.

But as the civilizations behind the dam blocked this path, no Emperor from the Immortal Plane could forge a new way.

Even though Li Qingshan comprehended 3,000 Rules, in this Immortal Plane, when his lifespan ended, he would still die.

Thus, some people understood this Rule and grasped the profound meaning of life’s brevity, allowing them to live a second life on the original foundation.

Some peak powerhouses once lived 7 lives.

Each subsequent life was more difficult. Even in the Western Lands, with its rich Buddhist Rhymes, Monk Fayin, with the support of Amitabha’s legacy and treasures, only managed to live a few lives. He knew he couldn’t live another, so his goal and hope lay on the Supreme Path.

In the bamboo hut, Li Qingshan lay on a rocking chair, his breath faint and dark. The dense death energy in his body had spread everywhere except his head, leaving the rest of his body like a corpse.

At the end of life, a person is like a corpse, a walking dead.

However, Li Qingshan wasn’t anxious. He faced everything calmly. The 500 Rules he had comprehended transformed into 500 chains of order, binding his primordial spirit.

The Dao locked the primordial spirit.

Death energy could not enter.

Li Qingshan then closed his eyes and comprehended the Emperor Scriptures of dozens of ancient Emperors.

These Emperor Scriptures contained the lifelong learnings of an Emperor. Although most were of little use to Li Qingshan, each Emperor Scripture had at least one useful part. These accumulated insights helped him greatly.

After comprehending the Emperor Scriptures, Li Qingshan began to take the divine medicines.

First, he consumed the Longevity Fruit.

The Longevity Fruit could extend Li Qingshan’s life by 10,000 years, providing the greatest assurance for him to break through and live a second life.

The Longevity Fruit was completely transparent and smooth, like red crystal, emitting a rich life essence.

Li Qingshan placed it in his mouth without chewing. The Longevity Fruit turned into a red liquid, flowed down his throat, into his stomach, and began to radiate endless vitality, dispelling the dense death energy within him.