Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1064: 99 Avatars

A mystical realm, enshrouded in a subtle white mist.

Suddenly, a vortex shimmering with seven colors materializes, and a beam of ethereal light descends. From this light, Nangong Jade, clad in red, appears amidst the swirling vapor.

"Cough, cough..."

She violently expels a mouthful of blood. Her entire being is drenched in gore, and her once flawless skin is now marred by an unsettling greenish hue.

"You are wounded!"

From the depths of the mist, the void undulates, and a woman's voice resonates.

"The Calamity Blood Crocodile persists. Those accursed spirits orchestrated a treacherous ambush to fell us..."

Nangong Jade dabs the blood from her lips, her voice sharp with coldness.

"This trap was meticulously set over eons; those ancient fiends truly possess boundless cruelty!"

The woman's voice is tinged with an immense, unspoken bitterness.

"What is that you clutch?"

The woman inquires.

"Today’s devastating ambush was twofold: Yin and Yang. The Nine Undead Stone Clans enacted a Nine-star Demon Killing Formation, engaging us openly. Furthermore, a formidable hidden assassin lurked within the lake.

While the White Clad Sword Cultivator lent aid against the Immortal Stone Tribe, the assassin struck with swift, deadly precision, piercing my heart and infusing me with a potent, enigmatic poison..."

Nangong Jade coughs anew, her breathing growing increasingly ragged.

She elevates the intricately crafted Eight Treasures Liuli Bottle she holds, a bitter smile gracing her lips. "This trinket was bestowed upon me by the White Clad Sword Cultivator. Perhaps it holds the key to an antidote?"

"What manner of poison afflicts you?"

A translucent silhouette materializes from the mist. Extending her fingers, she directs several spectral sigils into Nangong Jade's form.

Moments pass.

The spectral lights recede.

Wavering precariously, Nangong Jade asks with a flicker of hope, "Can you discern the nature of this venom?"

"Alas, I cannot. It appears to be a novel concoction, specifically engineered to target the Ancient Clans. Within mere moments, your soul will be utterly annihilated..."

The woman's voice carries a somber weight.

"All your meticulous planning has come to naught. My puppet vessel, painstakingly refined through the Supreme Forgetting Emotions Dao, has still been undone by those wretched spirits..."

A flush of crimson blooms across Nangong Jade's pallid face, lending her an appearance of terrifying intensity. She touches her cheek, uttering a hollow laugh.

"So agonizingly close to fruition, yet my grand design is thwarted once more..."

The woman also emits a sigh.

It would seem, in her estimation, that the poison plaguing Nangong Jade is beyond remedy.

All that remains is the acceptance of impending demise.

"Goddess, I find solace in having averted this dire peril for you. However, I shall never again encounter that White Clad Sword Cultivator. Thus, this debt of gratitude must be settled by your hand in the future..."

Nangong Jade murmurs softly.

Unconsciously, in her state of despondency, she undoes the stopper of the Eight Treasures Liuli Bottle, as if compelled by an unseen force.

A singular, captivating fragrance drifts from the bottle's opening.

"This scent..."

Nangong Jade gasps in astonishment. The moment the aroma touches her senses, her body feels suffused with a revitalizing energy.

"Could this be the legendary Sacred Healing Elixir?"

Within the mist, the woman who had been conversing with Nangong Jade suddenly manifests before her.

This woman bears an uncanny resemblance to Nangong Jade herself.

Even their attire is identical.

The two figures appear as if they were birthed from the same mold.

Yet, a noticeable absence of coldness marks the woman's countenance.

"Quickly, consume the elixir and test its efficacy!"

The woman urges with palpable anxiety.

Nangong Jade does not hesitate. Raising the Eight Treasures Liuli Bottle, she carefully sips a small quantity.

The liquid within the vessel emanates a resplendent, tri-colored luminescence.

The fusion of hues is both magnificent and arcane, as if capturing the very essence of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight.

Having already felt a surge of well-being from merely inhaling its fragrance, Nangong Jade cautiously imbibes only a modest amount.

Upon this small dose coursing through her veins, Nangong Jade is utterly astounded as her grievous wounds begin to mend with astonishing rapidity.

Her previously shattered heart regenerates, a new one burgeoning into existence.

Furthermore, the insidious green poison that had infiltrated her tissues dissolves swiftly, vanquished by the potent influence of the tri-colored liquid.

In a mere handful of breaths.

Nangong Jade is restored to her former state.

"What... precisely is this elixir?"

The woman gazes upon the revitalized Nangong Jade in sheer disbelief, struck dumb by the spectacle.

This miraculous healing agent defies her profound comprehension.

She, the revered Goddess of Antiquity, renowned for her immense longevity and peerless wisdom, has never before witnessed such a divine draught.

"I am uncertain."

Nangong Jade shakes her head, her expression a complex tapestry of bewilderment and awe.

An unexpected encounter with the White Clad Sword Cultivator not only enabled her to overcome the formation of the Nine Undead Stone Clans but also gifted her a vial of life-saving sacred medicine during a critical moment of peril.

Such a debt of gratitude is immense, one that could scarcely be repaid even with a hundred lifetimes.

For her, and for her true self, the sentiment remains identical.

"With such potent medicine, we will possess greater confidence in confronting the spirits of the Divine Land moving forward..."

The woman's eyes gleamed with resolve as she spoke, her determination evident.

After a few moments, her gaze drifted towards a certain spot, and she calmly declared, "It appears I must devise a means to express my gratitude to him..."

"Indeed."

Nangong Jade responded softly, entrusting the Eight Treasures Liuli Bottle to the woman before proceeding towards the heart of the mist.

Within this veiled expanse.

Ninety-nine semi-transparent orbs were meticulously arranged.

Inside each orb resided a figure, an exact replica of herself.

These were all intricate puppet avatars.

Each avatar had diligently honed a specific cultivation technique of the Ancient Clan.

And she was but one among the ninety-nine.

Nangong Jade entered one of the orbs, settling into a cross-legged posture, her eyes closing as she entered a deep state of cultivation.

"Who exactly is this individual?"

Amidst the swirling mist, the woman clad in crimson, clutching the Eight Treasures Liuli Bottle, wore a subtle frown.

"At present, the Divine Land is fraught with peril, and dispatching puppet avatars is a risky endeavor. Who can ascertain the insidious traps those devious spirits might devise?"

The woman mused aloud.

As the revered Goddess of the Ancients, her current strength had dwindled significantly.

To initiate a counteroffensive against the malevolent spirits of the Divine Land and reclaim their former glory, she required time to amass sufficient power.

...

Hovering above Blood Abyss Lake.

Ye Yun stood suspended in the void, his gaze fixed intently on the distant horizon.

Observing the relentless pursuit of the semi-transparent gray silhouette by the Silver Sword, Ye Yun's brow furrowed in contemplation.

In a swift motion.

He unleashed the Heaven-Slaying Sword once more.

Rumbling...

An additional vortex, shimmering with seven distinct colors, materialized spontaneously overhead.

A column of radiant light descended.

Each of the Calamity Blood Crocodiles was ensnared within this luminescence before vanishing into the vortex.

Ye Yun’s form surged, propelling him towards the beaming light.

His intention was to intercept Nangong Jade.

However, the seven-colored light column inexplicably bypassed him, failing to draw him into the swirling vortex.

"Not a member of the Ancient Clan. This formation is specialized; it appears I cannot traverse through the void..."

Ye Yun sighed, stepping back from the beam of light.

He had bestowed upon Nangong Jade an Eight Treasures Liuli Bottle containing the potent Three Lights Divine Water, confident that the young woman would no longer face any life-threatening situations.

As for what the future held.

Ye Yun held the conviction that another opportunity for their paths to cross would arise.