Capítulo 4296: Chapter 2004: The Reveal, Part 3
“The Divine?”
“Imrsed in the Reincarnation River, either pursuing love or perhaps successfully reincarnated.”
Hua Changdeng opened his mouth, wanting to smile but unable to, his lips full of bitterness.
Old companions, withering like fallen leaves.
How could Hua Changdeng not know the talents of these people, saying they were unparalleled in history would not be an exaggeration, each had their own brilliance.
Who would have thought, under the calculations of the ancient ancestors, they either perished or fell into oblivion, none with a fate better than his own.
“Ba…”
Hua Changdeng paused, turning his head: “What about Bazhun’an?”
“Then you’ll be disappointed, I really wasn’t lying to you just now, after Bazhun’an reached return to zero, the Three Ancestors didn’t dare make a sound.”
“Only the Five Domains Dao Technique constrained him, he had no choice but to enter the Ti Realm, tracing back or forward to Heavenly Realm, otherwise, he would have killed them all, I wouldn’t even need to step in.”
Hua Changdeng sneered, clearly not believing it.
He shook his head, asking no more, and said, “I can help you cultivate the Spirit Path, but before that, tell what happened after my fall, one by one.”
“Alright.”
This condition was too simple.
Xu Xiaoshou didn’t mind the ti, glanced at the War Ancestor, who too was filled with anticipation and fervor, then began gesturing enthusiastically.
“Like this and like that…”
…
Sizzle!
The Ti Realm shattered.
Amidst the ubiquitous natural spatial cracks, suddenly there was Holy Power used as a blade, slicing a small opening.
A little girl with purple hair and a purple dress jumped in.
“As expected, unbelievably chaotic…”
In the guise of Zi Chong, her nose crinkled, already sensing her power rapidly wilting, even her treasured body was aging swiftly.
With the power she carried, a rough estimate suggested she might last about a quarter of an hour before dying here.
In the terms of Shengshen Continent’s ti…
When these thoughts flashed through her mind, she was already dead.
“Hmph, they never intended for to return!”
“The fetal soul mother coffin mustn’t be disturbed, but at least let bring the Dao Xuan Ruler or the Hunluo Cloud Brocade for protection, right?”
Zi Chong conceded.
Who uses avatars like this?
No sense of cherishing, after all, we are all parts of the true self.
“Huh?”
Just then, she surprisingly found sothing peculiar about this place.
Sword cognition…
Not far away were traces of sword cognition, and possibly remnants of tribulation thunder’s aura?
Sword cognition was understandable.
Bazhun’an had indeed entered the Ti Realm.
Even if many years had passed in the Ti Realm, with his strength, leaving sword cognition marks wasn’t difficult.
“What’s with this tribulation thunder?”
“Did Bazhun’an find Nuozu, or did he touch upon a great calamity and was thunder-punished?”
The scenes exchanged with the Na Ancestor still vivid in her mind.
Even if this avatar predominantly possessed Zi Chong’s consciousness, what Saint Xin knew, save for key secrets, wasn’t much different.
But to say this is a “great calamity”…
“The intensity is sowhat weak.”
“A grand calamity akin to Ancestor God Destruction, but the level is insufficient.”
“More like an Ancestral Origin Emperor Tribulation, yet too excessive; surely Kong Yuhen isn’t transcending here to seal the ancestor?”
If so, it should indeed be the Ancestor God Destruction calamity.
No, that’s not right!
Kong Yuhen is the Ti Ancestor, he doesn’t need to transcend anymore.
Which ans, Saint Xin was prophetic, the Ti Realm truly conceals a small man?
“Who?”
In guise of Zi Chong, she traced the thunder calamity marks, advancing step by step.
She wasn’t rely searching ahead in the spatial sense, considering the Ti Realm’s spaceti disorder.
It’s very possible soone was standing where she did, only they weren’t on the sa tiline.
Therefore, even ti was touched upon.
Following the thunder calamity aura, seeking the corresponding past and future.
The Ti Realm likely harbors a small man, his level between Holy Emperor and Ancestral God, preliminarily positioned as a half-step Ancestral God, not stronger than herself, perhaps can capture him for credit.
Zi Chong thoughtfully sought that small man.
Not long after, she detected an anomaly, for that small man seed unguarded, his traces left vastly exposed.
“This…”
She leaned towards half a day ago.
The thunder calamity aura was denser.
Zi Chong stood still, clearly having seen nothing the previous breath, but once the tiline shifted, a person inexplicably appeared ten feet away.
“This…!”
Zi Chong’s pupils dilated in shock, her face losing all color.
What is this?
What did she see?
That man, black-haired and black-clothed, his body shimring with light, his back radiating with glorious rays, Dao rhythm achieved perfection, and his state of mind was flawless.
At his feet, Taoist music clattered, intersecting horizontally and vertically beneath two Great Dao Rivers, both erging from the naless land of the Ti Realm, extending to the boundless past and future.
Under the Twin Rivers of the Great Dao, lay a vast, bottomless Sea of Great Dao, where the consciousness of all five regions’ people floated on the water, unmistakably the Sea of Consciousness!
“Will Path?!”
In this instant, the previously discerned yet always inexplicably bizarre Will Path Extre Realm owner seed to have found an answer.
He’s not Nuozu, nor any Nuozu avatar.
Rather…
“Xu Xiaoshou?”
Black hair, black clothes, a commanding presence.
With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, proud and untad.
If this wasn’t Xu Xiaoshou, then who could it be?
But if he was Xu Xiaoshou, who was that servile fellow in the Holy Palace?
Zi Chong was utterly baffled on the spot.
What flashed through his mind was the youthful prodigy subjected to the Holy Palace’s helpless submission; the frustrated arrogant genius who, unable to vent his rage, tornted Xuanji to death and beyond; the thoroughly disillusioned, once-stopped-the-Dao-and-retreated-to-the-Apricot-Realm-becoming-its-master Saint Servant Lord Shou…
That was the true Xu Xiaoshou!
The fallen genius, Xu Xiaoshou!
But if that was Xu Xiaoshou, who then was this Great Dao perfect being before him?
“Gulp…”
Zi Chong swallowed hard.
Openly it was clear, across from him, at that sa mont, as if he had been brought back to life, his eyes moved.
Then…
“Gulp!”
His Adam’s apple rolled, too, swallowing hard.
In that brief instant, like an eternity, the entire Ti Realm exploded in silent, thunderous resonance.
Zi Chong’s eyes shifted from shock, to horror, to disbelief, as though she had uncovered a flawlessly hidden trick, seizing the molt of a gold cicada, and found its hiding place.
Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes, from panic, to doubt, to disbelief, as if he’d been caught bare walking and the person was about to shout his secret to passersby…
Damn it!
In that mont, wit was pushed to its utmost.
Xu Xiaoshou had no ti for anger or thought, why didn’t Will Path anticipate it, didn’t alert him, wasn’t Will Path infallible?
In his eyes, ancient characters swiftly flickered, and a subtle starlight, seemingly belonging to the Divine Secret, lit up only to be forcibly halted in an instant.
With a single hand he reached out, clenching the air.
In dire haste, even a misstep did he take forward, unintentionally muttering aloud:
“Great Confinent Technique!”
Boom——
Too late.
The Ancestral God avatar Zi Chong self-destructed on the spot.
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