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Ascension of The Unholy Immortal-Chapter 405: Fate, talent, fortune.
Kai's expression darkened. "You've heard of it?"
She chuckled softly, intrigued. "When invoked at the brink of life and death, it splits the practitioner's soul into two—one retaining demonic essence, the other immortal."
Hearing this, Kai stared at her deeply. Long ago, after Liang had retrieved the mirror from the Hanging Cloud Abyss, it had remained dormant for centuries.
Then, during a desperate battle against a Spirit Severing expert while he was still at the Nascent Soul stage, Liang suffered irreparable soul damage—yet he slew his foe.
That was the moment the mirror awakened for the first time. It was then that the technique had been transmitted to him, a desperate salvation when all other paths had closed.
He hadn't expected Revenant Sia to know of this technique as well. Had he been wrong to assume it was tied solely to the mirror?
Revenant Sia fell silent for a moment. "I've heard it's a fusion technique—born from the Devil Path's True Blood Anathema Sutra and the Immortal Path's Heaven-Mirror Sutra of Eternal Light."
Kai nodded. "Because it defies the heavens themselves. The original purpose of this technique was to rebel against fate's bindings. When the soul is split using Heaven-Severing Unity, it doesn't create a lesser copy—but a perfect mirror. Each half holds equal potential. One walks the Immortal's path. The other, the Devil's."
As he spoke, the light and shadow in his hand intensified, spinning faster. The air around them trembled.
"Fate, talent, fortune—all of it is predetermined at birth," he continued. "Even those blessed by the heavens eventually reach the limits set by their threads of destiny. This technique… was created to sever that thread. To rewrite the script. But the price—"
"Is everything," Revenant Sia finished softly, staring at the swirling forces in his hand. "I see now. You've already walked too far down this road to turn back."
"It was never meant for two to live long apart," he said. "The further we grow, the more violently our fates recoil. If we don't reunite, we'll both be torn apart from the inside out."
Revenant Sia tapped her fingers against her arm, thoughtful. "And yet, the fusion… would require one of you to surrender completely."
"Yes," Kai with a low voice. "The path of Heaven-Severing Unity demands one soul. One will. No matter how perfectly we were split, there can only be one at the end."
A heavy silence lingered between them before Revenant Sia broke it with a faint sigh. "You're not just fighting to survive. You're fighting to decide who survives."
Kai nodded grimly. "The soul is split. One half embodies the path of the Immortal—refined, righteous, bound by the rational order. The other walks the Devil's road—unrestrained, ruthless, defying all constraints." His voice grew quieter. "But neither can reach the apex alone. The severed halves must eventually return… or perish."
Revenant Sia studied him for a long moment before speaking. "And yet, you and this Liang Yifei have both flourished. That shouldn't be possible."
Kai's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Because we were never truly equal."
A flicker of understanding passed through Revenant Sia's eyes. "Ah. The technique was never meant to create two perfect halves. One was always meant to be dominant—the true self. The other… merely a shadow."
Kai's silence was confirmation enough.
Revenant Sia couldn't help but chuckle. "Then this wedding invitation… it's not just a challenge. It's a summons. He's calling you back."
Kai's grip tightened. "And if I refuse?"
"Then you remain incomplete. Stagnant. Never reaching beyond the threshold of the Void Return Realm." She tilted her head. "But if you go…"
"...one of us will cease to exist," Kai finished coldly.
Revenant Sia's gaze turned calculating. "Four years. Not much time."
Kai's eyes burned with quiet determination. "Enough."
She smirked. "Confident, are we?"
"Not confidence," Kai corrected. "Necessity."
Revenant Sia laughed softly. "Good. Then let's make sure you're ready."
Four years.
One fate.
Only one would remain.
***
"Brother Liang truly possesses divine foresight. Who would've thought I'd encounter Kai exactly as he predicted—and on the very first invitation run, no less?"
Indeed, before he set off to deliver the invitations, he had paid a visit to congratulate Liang on his recent ascension to Supreme Elder. During that visit, Liang personally handed him several invitations, carefully selected and prepared. He even disclosed the locations of most recipients.
Yet, there was one name for which no location was given—Kai.
Noticing the omission, Elder Hue asked about it immediately. Liang's response was nothing short of astonishing.
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"Don't worry," he had said. "You'll meet him along the way."
Though Hue was puzzled, he didn't dare press further.
Still, to think he'd encounter Kai so effortlessly—and during the very first delivery—was beyond belief.
That first invitation had been arranged for Revenant Sia by the Dong Clan. As for the reason behind that choice, Hue didn't know. And naturally, he wouldn't dare question it.
"But who exactly is this Kai?" he wondered. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall any renowned expert by that name.
Shaking his head with a sigh, he murmured, "It doesn't matter."
Then, with a flicker of excitement in his eyes, his thoughts shifted to his next destination.
The journey soon brought Elder Hue to a range of tall and majestic mountains, their peaks veiled by drifting clouds like ethereal crowns. These were the revered Pillar Mountains, the sacred grounds housing the legendary All Things Under the Heavens Chamber.
Without hesitation, Elder Hue began his ascent. The mountain path, though steep and winding, posed no challenge to his cultivation. He moved gracefully, as if gliding over the stone steps, the wind parting gently before him.
After a short yet serene climb, he arrived before an immense golden gate embedded into the mountainside. Ancient runes shimmered faintly across its surface, exuding a quiet authority. Elder Hue stepped forward with respectful composure. As he approached, the gate parted silently, revealing a vast hall bathed in soft golden light.
Seated within, upon a raised platform of white jade, was a breathtaking woman clad in flowing robes of silver and blue. Her posture was serene, her eyes half-closed in silent contemplation. A faint aura of celestial grace surrounded her—elegant, distant, untouchable.
Hue stepped forward, retrieving a gleaming jade token from his robes. With a courteous bow, he spoke clearly:
"I am Dong Hue, envoy of the Dong Clan in the outer realms. I come bearing invitations."
The woman's gaze shifted toward him briefly—no more than a glance, yet it felt like the weight of heaven passing over him. Her voice, soft yet steady, echoed through the chamber:
"State your purpose."
Hue offered her several neatly bound jade scrolls, holding them out with both hands.
"These are formal invitations to the Dong Clan's Grand Wedding," he said. "Personally issued by the Clan's Patriarch and Supreme Elders."