In the final battle, only one can survive.
No one can change that.
"What about Master?"
Ning Tian looked at Ye Shuang.
Ye Shuang remained calm and said indifferently, "One of the oldest ancient gods in the Tianxuan World."
"One of the oldest ancient gods..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Tian murmured softly, his expression somewhat moved.
"but…"
"Your master won't teach you; it's us who will." Ye Shuang changed the subject, her beautiful eyes falling on Ning Tian. At the same time, Wen Qing, Pei Hu, and the others also turned their gazes to Ning Tian.
"ha?"
Ning Tian was taken aback. Looking at their kind eyes, he felt something was off.
wrong…
What's with that wicked smile on their faces?
Could it be...?
Is this patriarch about to be punished?
Ning Tian's lips twitched; he sensed something was amiss.
He took a deep breath.
Then, looking at Ye Shuang, he asked again, "So, what about the final battle? Since you all know there will be a life-or-death battle, why do you all act like family?"
"..."
Ye Shuang paused for a moment, then spoke calmly: "I can't say much about the final battle yet. Your strength is still too shallow, and there's no point in saying more. You can treat the Celestial Body as a duty?"
"Everyone believes that the Celestial Body is powerful and everyone wants to become a Celestial Body."
"But who knows what burdens the Celestial Body will need to bear?"
"The final battle of the Celestial God Body is like a kind of fulfillment, making the strongest Celestial God Body even stronger." Ye Shuang looked at the group with her beautiful eyes. "As for what happens next, let Pei Hu tell you."
"Ha ha!"
Pei Hu laughed loudly, walked over and patted Ning Tian on the shoulder: "Kid, you have to understand, death is inevitable. No one can live forever. Death and life are just a matter of time."
"Since you know you will die, why bother about what kind of death it will be?"
"You should know that we are all born with divine bodies, which means we are different from others. We are born standing at a height that others cannot reach."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Tian's lips twitched violently, and he silently complained in his heart, "Then why am I a useless character at the beginning? Did I get the wrong script?"
"People, you know."
"The purpose of living is to be happy. Even if I die at the hands of a group of like-minded friends, so what?" Pei Hu's rugged face revealed a carefree smile.
Wen Qing and the others behind him smiled and nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Ning Tian pondered for a while and seemed to understand something. All nine Heavenly Palace Venerables were Heavenly Gods and the most powerful geniuses of their time. However, geniuses are born lonely and rarely have like-minded friends.
To live freely, and to die in a worthy manner.
"Um…"
"I see."
Ning Tian nodded silently, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. He murmured to himself, "Although a great battle is inevitable, the outcome will be changed by me."
…
…
Heavenly Palace.
The Heavenly Palace was not as magnificent as Ning Tian had imagined, but it was still the size of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The Heavenly Palace was built on the top of the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, and sparsely populated.
"Junior brother, this is the highest mountain in the Divine Realm."
Wen Qing gently stroked the pipa in her arms and looked tenderly at Ning Tian.
"Um."
Ning Tian nodded slightly.
"Junior brother, how do you descend this thing?" Ye Wuyou, the eighth senior brother who was controlling the void ship, scratched his head and looked at the huge warship with some confusion.
Ye Wuyou is proficient in forging, but seemingly knows nothing about void ships.
Seeing this, Ning Tian chuckled. It seemed that even a celestial being would find it difficult to understand what the system had given him.
after all…
The Void Ship is not something that can be created, but rather it is given to it by the system.
Just as he was about to explain, the lion, who had been the tool controlling the void ship, wrote a few words in lion language: "Roar."
"So that's how it is!"
"As expected of Junior Brother, I can't even understand this thing." Ye Wuyou's eyes widened, looking eager to learn. Then he patted the Flame Lion King's head: "Little Lion, I didn't expect you to know so much."
"roar!"
Sha Tian roared, "I am the Tool Lion, and I am proud!"
"It seems that Eighth Senior Brother has a lot of insights into forging." Ning Tian stroked his chin as he looked at Ye Wuyou, who was studying the Void Ship.
"Ha ha."
"Eighth Junior Brother is the strongest blacksmith on the Tianxuan Continent."
Pei Hu laughed heartily.
"The strongest blacksmith?" Ning Tian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what he meant and looked at the group: "Then does that mean you are... the strongest in any Dao Domain?"
"nature."
Wen Qing nodded slightly.
"How about you teach me everything?" Ning Tian smiled and said that it would be too time-consuming to figure this out on his own. Now that there was something readily available, he couldn't let the opportunity go to waste.
"Teach them all?"
Wen Qing was taken aback.
"Junior Brother, even with the Heavenly God Body, you can't master so many Daoist skills. You mustn't be greedy." Pei Hu frowned slightly. He believed that if Ning Tian practiced just one of them, he would definitely reach the peak.
but…
Mastering multiple skills simultaneously... perhaps, is the opposite of what is expected.
"Don't worry, you just teach, and I'll just learn."
However, Ning Tian simply gave a confident smile.
"Junior brother, you..."
Just as Ye Shuang was about to persuade Ning Tian, her words were abruptly cut off as Ning Tian raised his hand, several Daoist techniques flowing within it—the very Daoist techniques he possessed.
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