Chapter 2785 - 2776: Last Words (Part 2)

He named the Life Arcane Array that once healed him as: "Hundred Healing". It signifies the ability to cure all human diseases and to completely heal all wounds and pains in the human body.

This "Hundred Healing Formation", after years of refinement by An Jiao, has now reached a level where it can be cast effortlessly, and its power is much stronger than it was back then.

An Jiao had used it on his father more than once, trying to heal his father’s scarred and battered body. But although his father no longer felt any pain, such magic could not extend the life that was nearing its end.

So, when his father An Tian was on the brink of death, although he was extremely old and his body was no longer as robust as it once was, he was free from pain. He was dying simply because his lifespan had truly reached its limit.

An Jiao believed in the power of Life Arcane, but it seemed truly unable to defy the laws of nature; the Life Arcane he currently mastered, while possessing formidable healing abilities, ultimately could not bestow new life upon someone whose time had come.

An Jiao believed the ultimate form of Life Arcane could resurrect the dead, perhaps even achieve the Longevity Realm that countless people dreamed of, truly attaining eternal life, coexisting with heaven and earth!

If such an ultimate form of Arcane Arts had indeed been mastered by An Jiao, he would not hesitate to use it on his father, but regrettably, An Jiao had not even grasped a fragment of the secret of such powerful Life Arcane magic over the years, nor had he heard of anyone mastering it.

An Jiao knelt beside his dying father on the bed, holding his father’s hand tightly, looking at the man who had given everything for his life, heart filled with boundless regret and helplessness. Although he was already a master in the Arcane Arts, he was powerless against his father’s dying state due to a depleted lifespan.

However, An Tian, who was at the end of his life, appeared remarkably composed, his face full of smiles as he tightly clasped his son’s hand, and this old man calmly said:

"Birth, aging, illness, and death are natural laws; no one can escape death. Although my life wasn’t exceptionally glorious, I’ve lived enough. In the first half of my life, for the Clan of Darkness and my own ambitions, I joined the Samurai of Darkness, participating in battle after battle,"

"I helped the Clan of Darkness through numerous perilous wars. Although the power I contributed was quite feeble, I can say I’ve lived my life without shame to the Clan of Darkness. I’ve done nothing to betray it as a member of the Clan of Darkness!"

"And in the later years, I became a father. Your mother passed away early, and I raised you alone. Although there wasn’t much difficulty, you, boy, have been a constant concern for me from childhood to adulthood,"

"Hahaha!" An Tian laughed, "You couldn’t speak when you were just seven. Children your age were already learning martial arts and formations, even taking steps forward in martial arts, while my son just sat blankly on the ground looking at the sky every day,"

"I was so worried back then; I even thought maybe my child was mute. Later, you finally spoke, but your first words scared me. You pointed at the sky and asked me,"

"How high is the sky? What is up there in the sky?"

"Those two questions you asked back then remain vividly in my memory, but I couldn’t answer you then, and after pondering it my entire life, I still can’t,"

"Later, you gradually grew up. Although your mind was no different from other children, I had a small private belief that you were actually much smarter than others, just averse to speaking or expressing yourself. Even though others secretly called you a fool, I’ve always believed my child is definitely a smart person!"

"You were frail and sickly from childhood. I took you everywhere to find doctors, even reaching out to my old acquaintance, the Clan of Darkness’s elder physician, An Yao, who saved my life countless times on the battlefield, hoping to cure you. But even he told me that such an illness was incurable, with no remedy."

"At that time, though filled with despair, I didn’t plan to tell you about it, thinking of finding a way to treat you later. But as you grew, I naturally couldn’t hide it from you anymore, and you discovered the truth about your terminal illness,"

"I initially thought you’d become despondent, but to my surprise, you remained silent; I couldn’t even tell you knew about your terminal illness,"

"You generally know what happened later. You were turned away from the Abyss of Darkness, bullied by children, all of which I knew. As your father, I was useless, unable to give you a healthy body, which made your earlier life so painful,"

"Then you intended to study Arcane Arrays, only to be bullied by those nobleman’s children, but I was aware of this. So I always felt you were innocent. I knew you were bullied by others, which led you to activate the Taboo Formation,"

"Whatever decision you made at that time, I would never blame you, even if you killed those scoundrels. Even if others thought you were wrong, I’d always consider you blameless."

"My dear child, I must tell you something: Although many in the Clan of Darkness have been unfair to us, most are good people. Many have helped us through tough times, making our lives not as difficult after,"

"Moreover, remember this, son: Although the Clan of Darkness has brought you many unpleasant memories, even painful ones, remember you are a member of the Clan of Darkness. Despite its flaws, you cannot deny that you belong to it,"

"You can resent the Clan of Darkness, harbor anger, even never return in your entire life, but as your father, I beg you, if you achieve great success in the future, go back when you have time. Help those who once helped us,"

"I am not a perfect person. Those who bullied you and trampled your dignity, I permit you to use Arcane power to avenge them, but only that far. Don’t be excessive or use the kind of Taboo Formation that might harm the innocent again,"

"Let us remember hatred, but not let it blind our eyes or cloud our minds, steering our actions."

"But we must also remember the kindness shown to us by others. Many have greatly aided us, perhaps the doctor An Yao could be counted as one, though he likely isn’t around anymore."

"However, two people I ask you to remember: one is the head of the Abyss of Darkness, also the Great Elder of the Clan of Darkness — An Jue; the other is the Clan Leader of our Clan of Darkness — An Ye."

"Their cultivation has transcended into the extraordinary. I imagine they’re still alive now, as your father..." An Tian suddenly started coughing violently, and An Jiao quickly went to support him, gently patting An Tian’s back.

It was evident that An Tian’s emotions suddenly surged, wanting urgently to express more.

After a long silence, An Tian continued slowly: "There’s no need to investigate too deeply into past events; nothing worthwhile to uncover. I only want you to remember that the reason you survived back then, spared from execution, has much to do with these two individuals,"