I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Da Zong was planning to go there in person.

But before that, she also needs to set up an interdimensional teleportation array in the Eternal Domain.

"So, you mean that Ning Ruan might have killed the immortal in that illusion?"

Before leaving, the Grand Master of Ceremonies met with Shui Ling'er with utmost caution, asking her to explain in detail what had happened that day.

"I don't know either, I don't have any specific memories." Shui Ling'er recalled what happened at the time seriously. "I just remember that the human ice-type senior was temporarily possessed by something, and he wanted to kill Fellow Daoist Ning. He had already made his move."

Shui Ling'er still vividly remembers how she felt back then.

She said, "I can't be mistaken, I really felt like I was going to die at the time."

"But after regaining consciousness, not only did he not die, he also left that strange space."

Da Zong fell into deep thought.

He was silent for a long time.

Finally, she took out a communication talisman and, in front of Shui Ling'er, sent a message back to her clan:

"I want to know all the information about the extermination of the Cursed Raven Clan back then."

After saying that, he added, "We also need information about the period before the extinction of the race, as well as all the information before and after the decline of the human race."

"Does the Grand Master suspect that the decline of humanity is also related to the immortals?"

Shui Ling'er asked thoughtfully.

Da Zongzheng withdrew the communication talisman and looked up at her. "This is not something you can interfere with. If there are indeed traces of immortals, you should stay away from Ning Ruan even more."

"You yourself said that Ning Ruan... has the potential to kill immortals."

The Grand Master of Ceremonies' expression turned serious and stern.

Shui Ling'er blinked. "Does the Grand Master also believe that Fellow Daoist Ning is capable of killing immortals?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Grand Master's gaze suddenly sharpened, and his aura instantly became as still as water.

She stared at Shui Ling'er and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Of course she can't!"

"The difference between immortals and mortals is like an insurmountable chasm. Even if the being in that illusion is just a wisp of an immortal's true soul, it is still something that no ordinary person can contend with."

It was as if he was convincing himself, and also as if he was convincing Shui Ling'er.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of warning, "No matter how many secrets Ning Ruan has or what she relies on, she can't possibly defy the immortals."

"But whether or not she really 'killed an immortal,' one thing is certain—there are beings far beyond our imagination who harbored murderous intent towards her."

“You are the destiny of heaven, the destiny on which our Xuan Shui clan places great hopes. You may not yet understand what it means to be different between immortals and mortals.”

"But you will eventually realize how big the gap is between immortals and mortals. You are definitely capable of becoming an immortal. You can't ruin yourself because of Ning Ruan."

"So, put away your curiosity, stay away from her, and once the matter of the Lesser Remnant Realm is settled, return to the clan with me immediately without any further delay."

"Why am I destined to become an immortal? Just because I am the chosen one?" Shui Ling'er retorted.

Grand Master raised his chin slightly, his gaze sweeping over Shui Ling'er's bewildered eyes before finally settling on the depths of the sky. His tone carried an undeniable certainty: "Yes, because you are destiny."

"What if I am not destined by fate?"

"Then you've cut off your path to immortality."

Shui Ling'er was stunned.

This was the first time she had ever heard of this claim.

When she tried to ask further, the Grand Master of Ceremonies said no more.

Shui Ling'er had no choice but to leave.

It was only the moment I stepped out the door.

She suddenly stopped.

Turn around and look back.

He said earnestly to the dazed Grand Master, "I don't believe it. Even if I am not the Mandate of Heaven, I am still me."

"Isn't General Li of the human race also a matter of destiny?"

Watching Shui Ling'er's departing figure.

The Grand Master of Ceremonies' expression revealed a rare hint of melancholy.

She slowly closed her eyes, as if lost in some distant memory.

A faint yet unmistakably clear mockery curved his lips, his voice so soft it seemed to dissipate in the wind:

"Naive... No matter how strong Li Mu is, how talented and brilliant he is, or how renowned he is among his peers... what good is it?"

She opened her eyes, and all that remained in her gaze was desolation and loneliness.

"He was not destined for greatness after all."

"Those who are not destined by Heaven have flaws in the Great Dao, and the path to immortality... has long been severed."

"This is the current rule of heaven and earth, and no one can reverse it."

"No matter how outstanding you are, or how powerful you are among your peers, you will eventually stop before the Immortal Gate, watching helplessly as your lifespan runs out and you turn into a handful of dust."

I've lived too long.

So long that many of her peers have turned to dust, so long that she herself has almost forgotten them.

Before becoming the Grand Master of the Xuan Shui Clan, she had a period of unrestrained and reckless behavior, and she also had a... Daoist partner.

He—

Always the most dazzling presence.

He rose to fame at a young age, possessed extraordinary talent, and his strength swept across his generation, leaving him unrivaled.

He once defied destiny by crossing borders and challenging fate, shaking all races.

He was so proud and powerful, as if he was born to break all the rules and create miracles.

But what in the end?

No matter how amazing one's talent or how formidable one's combat power, it all seems so pale and powerless in the face of the insurmountable chasm between immortals and mortals.

She witnessed his struggle and his resentment firsthand.

He spent countless years searching for that elusive opportunity.

But in the end, it all ended in disappointment and desolation.

Before he died, he left her only one sentence.

He said, "Fortunately, my wife is ordained by Heaven and can ascend to immortality."

……

Small residual world.

Underground palace.

A group of Xuan Shui Clan cultivators are working hard to break the restriction.

More and more cultivators are coming to the underground palace.

As more and more cultivators encountered mishaps along that tempting passage, everyone became more vigilant.

He forced himself to look at the stone wall one last time, determined not to look at it more than once.

They just kept their heads down and charged forward.

The method may be clumsy, but it works.

Indeed, quite a few cultivators passed through smoothly.

But once you get to the underground palace, where are the immortal artifacts?

Even Ning Ruan has disappeared.

It is certainly disappointing to have gained nothing.

But if you want to get out, you have to go back the way you came, which is very frustrating.

So in the end, everyone could only pin their hopes on that interdimensional teleportation array.

Let's help each other crack it.

This was something Shui Ling'er had never encountered before.

She predicted that it would take her people at least several days to break the spell.

But coincidentally, several of those who came to help were skilled in enchanting techniques.

and so……

"It's finally about to break through!"

One of the cultivators, still holding a hand seal, couldn't help but speak excitedly.

If you can use an interdimensional teleportation array, who would want to go back the way they came?

Moreover, even after leaving the altar, they still haven't found a way out.

Then we'll be stuck in this godforsaken place.

The Xuan Shui Clan cultivators were also filled with anticipation, wondering, "I wonder how things are outside. After so long, the cultivators from all ten races should have arrived by now, right?"