When Hua Yuan woke up again, half a day had passed. He was still frantically calling out Yu Xin's name, acting like a madman.
Just then, Zhou Hong arrived at Hua Yuan's palace. Seeing the crazed Hua Yuan, he immediately said to him with grief, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Consort Yu Xin has been reduced to ashes by the lightning tribulation."
"I also asked Elder Zi, and he said that after one's cultivation reaches a bottleneck, a heavenly tribulation will descend. This is predetermined and no one can change it. If one successfully overcomes it, one's cultivation will greatly advance. If one fails to overcome it, then..."
"Then what?" Hua Yuan immediately grabbed Zhou Hong's shoulders and asked anxiously.
“Then it will be reduced to ashes.” Zhou Hong then said.
Upon hearing this, Hua Yuan felt his vision blur and swayed, collapsing to the ground.
"Your Majesty," Zhou Hong said, immediately helping Hua Yuan to his feet.
"Your Majesty, things have come to this. Please take care of your health," Zhou Hong said, bowing respectfully.
"To ashes... to ashes..." After muttering this twice, Hua Yuan immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
For some time afterward, Hua Yuan lost his appetite and became increasingly weak.
The officials of the Great Hua Dynasty were also very worried about Hua Yuan's health. If things continued like this, Hua Yuan might really die of depression due to excessive longing.
After some time, Hua Yuan felt that his body was exhausted and he summoned Zhou Hong and Chief Minister Zhang, and asked them to draft an imperial edict to enthron the Second Prince, who was previously known as the Second Prince.
Hua Yuan had no children. As the saying goes, if there are no children in the harem, there are only a few brothers. Fortunately, the second prince is capable of governing the country. If the Great Hua Dynasty is handed over to him, Hua Yuan can leave with peace of mind.
Afterwards, he explained his final arrangements to Zhou Hong and Chief Minister Zhang.
As Hua Yuan's life ran out, he shed a single tear and slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Zhou Hong, who was standing to the side, suppressed his grief, took a deep breath, and then used his powerful spiritual energy to spread his voice throughout the entire Great Hua Heavenly City.
He then proclaimed in a solemn and dignified tone, "Emperor Hua Yuan of the Great Hua Dynasty has passed away! The entire Great Hua Dynasty observes a moment of silence in mourning!"
Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Taiyuan Heavenly Yuan Clan.
At this moment, Yuan Zhexian was quietly in the secret room, his eyes closed, his legs crossed on the futon, like a statue in deep meditation.
Just then, a dazzling golden light suddenly descended from the sky, swiftly entering Yuan Zhexian's body like a shooting star streaking across the heavens.
In an instant, the once quiet and silent chamber seemed to be infused with a powerful energy, radiating light that was dazzling and mesmerizing.
As the golden light completely merged into Yuan Zhexian's body, his eyes, which had been tightly closed for a long time, finally slowly opened.
At the same time, a torrent of memories, like a flood bursting its banks, surged into Yuan Zhexian's mind with overwhelming force.
These memories are like countless broken pieces of glass, chaotic yet interconnected, making them difficult to sort out at a time.
"Hua Yuan..."
"Yuxin..."
When Yuan Zhexian uttered those two names, a strange and indescribable emotion suddenly welled up in his heart.
This emotion came so suddenly that it caught him off guard. Especially when he read the name "Yu Xin," the feeling was so intense that it almost overwhelmed him.
However, Yuan Zhexian knew very well that all of this was just an illusionary dream he had experienced.
Although this dream has left Yuan Zhexian's thoughts in disarray, a great dream leaves no trace, and there will eventually come a moment when he wakes up.
So he took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the strange emotion that had just arisen in his heart.
After calming himself down a bit, Yuan Zhexian murmured to himself again, "This experience of the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns is quite interesting; it feels so real, as if I were actually there. It's just a pity that even the most beautiful dreams must eventually end. Since that's the case, let it drift away with the wind..."
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Zhexian immediately began to carefully examine his current physical condition.
Now, Yuan Zhexian's cultivation has reached the level of a quasi-sage.
In the long journey of experiencing the great dream of a thousand autumns, he deeply understood the seven emotions (joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire) and the six desires (desire for sex, desire for appearance, desire for dignity and posture, desire for speech and sound, desire for smoothness and touch, and desire for human appearance).
At this point, his state of mind and his Daoist heart had reached perfection.
However, at that very moment, Yuan Zhexian suddenly felt something strange, as if a mysterious and strange force was quietly pulling him away.
In an instant, a flash of inspiration struck his mind like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Zhexian acted decisively, mobilizing without hesitation the vast and terrifying spiritual power within his body. His spiritual power surged and roared like a wild horse.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling and intense golden light burst forth from his body.
The light was like a golden sun breaking through the clouds, dazzling and blinding.
In an instant, the golden light shot into the sky with overwhelming force, soaring straight into the heavens, like a golden dragon soaring through the air, its majestic momentum shaking the heavens and earth.
Such a strong tremor naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the Yuan clan.
At this very moment, the eighth and ninth ancestors of the Yuan clan, who were peacefully closing their eyes and wandering in the void in the ancestral land of the Yuan clan, were also awakened by this sudden and extremely terrifying golden light.
"This...this is? The Divine Palace!" The Ninth Ancestor exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment.
Before the Ninth Ancestor could finish speaking, the Eighth Ancestor, after carefully sensing the golden light, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! The Immortal is about to undergo the Tribulation of Sainthood!"
"Time flies, and the Immortal's seclusion has not even lasted forty years! Now he can no longer suppress his inner desire and is eager to break through to the Saint realm." The Ninth Ancestor also spoke up.
“This child is really a handful!” Eighth Ancestor immediately remarked.
As soon as they finished speaking, their figures moved like lightning, instantly arriving above the Yuan Clan.
At the same time, Yuan Cangsheng and Yuan Honglian, who were in their respective rooms, also keenly sensed an unusually powerful and dazzling light.
Upon sensing this light, they unleashed their supernatural powers without hesitation, their figures flashing as they appeared above the Divine Palace in the next instant.
Upon seeing the Eighth and Ninth Ancestors, Yuan Cangsheng and Yuan Honglian quickly bowed respectfully and said in unison, "Greetings, Eighth and Ninth Ancestors."
At this moment, the Ninth Ancestor turned his gaze to Yuan Honglian, and then quickly ordered, "Honglian, set up two protective shields that can isolate energy to protect the Yuan Clan and the Divine Palace."
"It seems that the immortal child is about to undergo the tribulation of becoming a saint!"
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