179: Chapter 179 Li Chongyuan Awakens

In the Kunlun Small World, behind the Main Peak.

By the side of the Xuanqing Pool, the blue water was like a mirror.

Jiang Changge stood by the pool with his hands behind his back. Half a step beside him, Lin Yanzhou stood straight, peering into the pool, his gaze locked onto the crystal at the bottom that was trembling violently.

The phantom inside the crystal was more relaxed than it had been months ago; its limbs were fully extended, the curled-up posture long gone, replaced by a slight tension that precedes awakening.

The seven-colored light wrapping around the phantom was fading layer by layer, like falling petals, revealing a clearer outline beneath.

Just a moment ago, the immortal star crystal had suddenly erupted into a violent tremor.

A surge of life force, so vast it made the entire back mountain tremble slightly, gushed out from within the crystal, mixed with the unique Origin aura of the Shura Clan—vast, ancient, and carrying a hint of innate Battle Intent.

That power exploded above the Xuanqing Pool, turning into a visible ripple of spiritual light that spread in all directions, making Lin Yanzhou jump in surprise.

"Revered Master, what was that just now..."

Lin Yanzhou turned to look at Jiang Changge, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

"He is about to come out," Jiang Changge said slowly, watching the crystal at the bottom of the pool.

As he spoke, the light on the immortal star crystal at the bottom of the pool surged once more, and immediately after, an extremely faint cracking sound came from the bottom of the pool.

Lin Yanzhou held his breath, his eyes fixed on the bottom of the pool.

He saw the surface of the fist-sized immortal star crystal peeling off layer by layer. Tiny specks of light spilled from the cracks, drifting into the xuanqing liquid, then slowly floating upwards to merge with the mist on the surface of the pool.

Jiang Changge's expression was calm, but his gaze never left the crystal at the bottom of the pool.

He knew that Li Zhongyuan's awakening had reached its final moment; the Asura Saint would appear in the world this very day.

Time passed bit by bit in the silence by the pool.

At the bottom of the Xuanqing Pool, the cracking sounds of the immortal star crystal became increasingly dense. Tiny specks of light continuously spilled from the cracks, slowly floating up through the emerald pool water, like a rain of stars flowing in reverse.

The seven-colored light on the surface of the crystal was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all the power accumulated over countless years was bursting forth at this moment, paving the final path for the figure about to awaken.

Jiang Changge stood by the pool with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly watching the changes at the bottom.

Lin Yanzhou stood beside him, holding his breath, staring at the crystal without blinking, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Then, a clear cracking sound rang out—crisper and more decisive than any before.

The immortal star crystal split completely from the center, turning into countless tiny shards of light that scattered in all directions, like a flower of light blooming at the bottom of the pool.

The fragments rotated, sank, and dissolved slowly in the water, turning into wisps of spiritual light that merged into the xuanqing liquid, leaving no trace behind.

And the figure that had been encased by the crystal was finally fully revealed to the two of them.

It was a youth of about sixteen or seventeen, tall and slender, standing barefoot at the bottom of the pool. His long, dark red hair drifted slowly in the water, making his sharp-featured face appear even clearer.

His brow bone was high, his eye sockets slightly sunken, carrying a few distinct features of an exotic race, and his skin had the pallor of someone who had not seen sunlight for many years.

Yet it exuded an innate resilience, as if every inch of his flesh and blood had been tempered by some ancient power.

His eyes were tightly closed, as if he had not yet fully awakened from his long slumber.

But all around his body, that unique aura of the Shura Clan was slowly gathering, circulating, and converging, like a long blade that had just finished quenching; its sharpness had not yet fully manifested, but one could already feel the power contained within.

A moment later, those eyes slowly opened.

The pupils were a deep, dark red. At the moment they opened, it was as if two flames leaped in the depths of his pupils for an instant before returning to calm.

He looked down at his hands, slowly opening and clenching his fingers, seemingly adapting to this body that had just broken free from the crystal, feeling the power that had been sleeping for countless years slowly awakening within him.

He raised his head, his gaze landing on the white-clad figure by the pool.

Jiang Changge did not speak, just watched him quietly.

Lin Yanzhou stood to the side, sizing up this youth who didn't look much older than himself.

Li Zhongyuan looked at Jiang Changge, his gaze pausing for a moment.

Although he had been asleep for countless years, his consciousness was not entirely blank.

During the time he slept in the crystal, he could perceive the life force continuously pouring in from the xuanqing liquid; he could perceive a gentle and vast power protecting him, nourishing him, and repairing his shattered dao foundation.

That power did not belong to the Shura Clan, nor did it belong to any aura he was familiar with, yet from beginning to end, it held no malice.

He withdrew his gaze, stepped forward on the bluestone at the bottom of the pool, and his figure swept up from the pool water, landing steadily on the bank, his bare feet stepping on the damp bluestone.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to tidy the tattered robes that had been soaked by the xuanqing liquid. Though still disheveled, standing there, he possessed a unique composure forged by the passage of time.

"Thank you, Senior, for your help."

He spoke, his voice hoarse and deep, carrying a hint of the dryness peculiar to someone who had just awakened, yet he was extremely solemn.

He bowed deeply in the direction of Jiang Changge, bending his waist very low.

"Senior saved my life and helped me repair my dao foundation. I, Zhongyuan, will keep this kindness in my heart. When I revive the Shura Clan, I will surely repay your great kindness, Senior."

As he finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

Li Zhongyuan had been sealed for endless years, but he had not forgotten his mission as the Asura Saint.

Now that he had broken the Seal, he had to start working towards revival, but first, he needed to improve his own strength.

Jiang Changge watched Li Zhongyuan's back and said slowly, "With your current state, wanting to revive the Shura Clan is basically hopeless."

Li Zhongyuan's footsteps faltered. He stood where he was and looked back at Jiang Changge.

Jiang Changge remained standing by the pool with his hands behind his back, his tone flat, as if he were stating something entirely ordinary:

"You have slept for too long. Although your dao foundation has been repaired, the Legacy of the Shura Clan has long been severed. Currently, you have no resources, no Foundation, and no clansmen."

"With your current cultivation and those few lingering memories, let alone reviving the Shura Clan, I fear you might not even be able to leave the Southern Wasteland unscathed."

Li Zhongyuan was silent and did not retort.

Jiang Changge watched his tense shoulders and back, his tone softening slightly, yet still carrying that unquestionable certainty: "I have divined that I have a connection with the Shura Clan. If you wish to revive the Shura Clan, I can lend you a helping hand."

"Are you willing to take me as your Revered Master?"

The poolside was silent for a moment. Lin Yanzhou stood to the side, his gaze moving back and forth between the two.

Li Zhongyuan stood where he was, not answering immediately.

He lowered his head, complex emotions churning in his dark red eyes.

His Asura Bloodline could feel the goodwill in Jiang Changge, and he could also feel the power behind that goodwill.

The power that could help him repair his dao foundation and wake him from his long slumber was definitely not something an ordinary Cultivator could possess.

If this person were willing to help, it might accelerate his revival of the Shura Clan.