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"I'm going to die..."
Hearing those four words, Wei Chen, the Demon Lotus Emperor, and Red Boy all froze in shock. What did that mean?
Going to die?
Could such a powerful figure really die?
The three of them stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
They couldn't comprehend what the old man meant by saying he was going to die. Yet, they didn't dare to ask further...
The three exchanged glances, silently communicating their confusion.
The old man ignored their calculations and said calmly, "I'm going to die. I summoned the thirty-plus Soul Beasts from Soul Beast Mountain just to settle some matters. There won't be another Beast Tide; they are reluctant to leave Soul Beast Mountain, so you can rest assured."
"Senior, I'm not worried about the Beast Tide anymore, but if you're going to die... is it possible for someone as powerful as you to actually face death?" Wei Chen bowed deeply and asked softly.
The old man chuckled lightly, "Of course I will die. Everyone dies eventually, unless one is a god from legends who possesses eternal life. No matter how powerful one is, they cannot escape the fate of time. I have lived for millions of years; it is time for me to go."
Millions of years?
Wei Chen and the others gasped again. They thought to themselves that the old man was right; after millions of years, it was indeed time to leave this world. Why linger any longer?
Millions of years—such a number was beyond Wei Chen's imagination. Living for a few thousand years might lead one to grow weary of everything. And here was this old man who had lived for millions of years, hardly stepping outside of Soul Beast Mountain; how incredibly boring that must be! A life like that would be better ended sooner rather than later.
The old man smiled gently at Wei Chen and said, "Fellow, are you wondering what the point is of living such a boring life? Since my birth, I have never taken a step outside of Soul Beast Mountain."
Having seen through Wei Chen's thoughts, the old man made him feel somewhat awkward. However, adhering to the principle of being honest in front of a strong person, Wei Chen nodded.
Perhaps that nod and that thought were somewhat disrespectful to the old man, but in reality, would such an old man care? True strong individuals prefer honest people over hypocrites. Wei Chen admitted this, which instead made him appear upright. Why should he not think that way?
Indeed, the old man showed a look of admiration and nodded. "You are quite impressive; you dare to think boldly, and I appreciate that. To tell you the truth, I often ponder what the meaning of my existence is. I think hard about it, desperately trying to find an answer, but I have yet to come up with anything conclusive. While I think and cultivate, my Mental Strength gradually grows stronger, and my life becomes longer and longer, giving me more time to contemplate these questions. As I pondered over countless years—perhaps even tens of millions—I have lost track of how long it has been. In short, after all this time, I still haven't found an answer; ultimately, I've realized that the process of thinking itself is the meaning of my existence."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen was astonished; he found the old man's words rather profound and difficult to comprehend.
"The meaning of my existence is to guard Soul Beast Mountain and prevent it from being destroyed, providing a safe haven for the hundreds of billions of Soul Beasts. My thoughts may seem meaningless, but they have supported me in cultivating to the peak of my Mental Strength and maintaining the continuity of Soul Beast Mountain. Therefore, for me, the process of thinking is my reason for being. After transforming into human form, I could leave Soul Beast Mountain at any time, but I choose not to—not because I can't, but because I don't want to. Soul Beast Mountain needs me; this is my root. Regardless of life or death, I must protect it."
The old man gazed deeply at Wei Chen before continuing, "Within Soul Beast Mountain lie many precious resources. I have always known that your Black Magic Clan covets those resources. However, as long as I am here, nothing on Soul Beast Mountain can be touched—not even if the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors from the Ancient World were to come!"
Although the old man's gaze was calm, there was a profound killing intent in his words that sent shivers down Wei Chen's spine.
Wei Chen understood that this was a warning—a warning from the old man to him and to the entire Black Magic Clan.
Do not touch anything on Soul Beast Mountain!
Wei Chen quickly replied, "Rest assured, senior. Previously, our Black Magic Clan wanted to mine resources from Soul Beast Mountain because we were unaware that it is a sanctuary for Soul Beasts. Now that you have explained this, our Black Magic Clan will absolutely no longer covet anything from Soul Beast Mountain. The resources there may be precious but are not essential; we can do without them."
Wei Chen dared not entertain any thoughts about Soul Beast Mountain anymore. With such a powerful being present, even if given a thousand chances, the Black Magic Clan would not dare approach it. Even though the old man claimed he was nearing death, who could truly know whether he would live or die?
There could be no carelessness; in Wei Chen's eyes, Soul Beast Mountain had completely become a forbidden zone.
"Fellow," the old man said sternly as he looked at Wei Chen. "Are you willing to swear on behalf of your Black Magic Clan? The Black Magic Clan and Soul Beast Mountain are independent entities that do not interfere with each other. You may continue to set up defenses around Soul Beast Mountain to prevent occasional incursions by some Soul Beasts; you can also come here to cultivate your Mental Strength and enhance its intensity. However, mining from Soul Beast Mountain is absolutely forbidden."
Wei Chen nodded immediately and said, "Senior, I swear in the name of the Dark Demon Clan Young Master that as long as I am in the Black Magic Clan, I will uphold this agreement and never go against it! My descendants shall also remember this promise: the Black Magic Clan and Soul Beast Mountain shall not infringe upon each other, living in peace for millions of years!"
"Very good!"
A smile appeared on the old man's face as he continued, "Now Old Man can rest assured. Even if I die, you will surely keep your promise."
"A gentleman stands by his word. Although I may not be a paragon of virtue, I can still adhere to basic principles. Within the Black Magic Clan, my grandfather, the Dark Mage, has never wished to engage in conflict with Soul Beast Mountain. If it weren't for the fear of the Beast Tide reappearing, the Black Magic Clan wouldn't need to expend such tremendous effort researching ways to deal with Soul Beasts. The energy saved could be used for many other things."
Wei Chen's honesty was striking, and his expression was serious. The old man nodded in agreement and said, "That is best. I do not wish to see bloodshed from your Black Magic Clan, nor do I want to witness the downfall of Soul Beast Mountain. This place holds too much of my effort; I will not abandon it. Even after my death, some of my Mental Strength will remain intact, guarding this place. If your Black Magic Clan does not comply, feel free to test it; my Mental Strength is strong enough to easily surpass that of the Thirty-Six Levels."
Upon hearing the old man's warning, Wei Chen dared not doubt it and quickly nodded, saying, "Senior, your words are certainly trustworthy. Once we descend the mountain, I will speak with my grandfather and have him withdraw our forces so that we may coexist peacefully with Soul Beast Mountain without ever going back on our word."
"Good. Soul Beast Mountain needs tranquility; let the Soul Beasts here fight and reproduce on their own without interfering with the development of the magic realm. It is not a difficult task."
"Senior, may I ask you a few questions?" Wei Chen inquired respectfully.
The old man nodded and replied, "Go ahead."
"Are the so-called Soul Beasts actually remnants left behind after beasts die?" Wei Chen asked.
The old man slightly nodded and said, "That is one way to put it, but it's not entirely accurate. In the magic realm, when beasts die, their souls quickly dissipate; however, a portion can follow the aura of Soul Beast Mountain and enter it without any hindrance. Once they arrive at Soul Beast Mountain, those souls slowly reassemble and gain some basic consciousness, becoming Soul Beasts within Soul Beast Mountain. There are countless beasts in the magic realm that die every day; some souls remain undissolved and make their way to Soul Beast Mountain to join its army. After countless years of development, the Soul Beasts on Soul Beast Mountain can even reproduce among themselves, forming true Soul Beasts. Thus, while the soul bodies of beasts are considered pseudo-Soul Beasts within Soul Beast Mountain, only those offspring produced by pseudo-Soul Beasts are regarded as true Soul Beasts."
"The ones you have killed are all pseudo-Soul Beasts; there are very few true Soul Beasts remaining in Soul Beast Mountain. It is estimated that they occupy only one ten-thousandth of the total population. But that one ten-thousandth constitutes the backbone of Soul Beast Mountain's strength responsible for its true defense. The rest of the Soul Beasts can die in large numbers without issue; they will automatically replenish themselves quickly."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen along with Demon Lotus Emperor and Red Boy gained new insights; indeed, Soul Beast Mountain was quite an extraordinary place—how could its natural reproduction rate be so low?
The old man said, "The probability of a fake Soul Beast merging to produce a true Soul Beast is extremely low. Most of the Soul Beasts in Soul Beast Mountain rely on external monsters and magical beasts to supplement their Soul Bodies."
Wei Chen looked at the old man and tentatively asked, "Senior, could you tell me what valuable items are in Soul Beast Mountain that can help revive the souls of magical beasts and monsters?"
Wei Chen knew it couldn't possibly be just the mineral resources; there must be other treasures. He was merely probing, curious about whether the old man would share anything.
However, to Wei Chen's surprise, the old man fell silent for a moment before explaining, "Deep within Soul Beast Mountain, where we are now, about four to five hundred miles down, there is a divine artifact that can greatly nourish the Soul Body. It is because of this artifact that the magical beasts and monsters in the Demon Realm gather here automatically, reviving with some basic consciousness. That artifact is fundamental to maintaining Soul Beast Mountain."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen, along with Demon Lotus Emperor and Red Boy, was once again shocked. Could it be that this artifact was one of the Ten Divine Artifacts from the Ancient World?
Moreover, were there other treasures with such powerful effects?
And how could the old man know such confidential information? Was he not afraid that the Black Magic Clan would go all out to excavate this artifact? Digging several hundred miles beneath Soul Beast Mountain would be challenging, but with so many people in the Black Magic Clan, if they were determined, wouldn't they be able to dig it up?
Wei Chen couldn't make sense of it, nor could Demon Lotus Emperor and Red Boy.
Could it be that what the old man said was part of a conspiracy?
Wei Chen replied calmly, "Senior, since I promised not to disturb Soul Beast Mountain, I will certainly keep my word. I have sworn by the name of the Black Magic Clan; I will not go back on my word. What you refer to as a divine artifact must be a great deception meant to test me."
The old man sneered at this and glanced at Red Boy, fixing his gaze on the Reprint in Red Boy's hand. He said lightly, "Do you know why one of the Five Emperors of the Ancient World expended so much effort to seek me out?"
Wei Chen was taken aback. Could it be for that so-called divine artifact?
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