As Xu Zii’s words fell, the void began to stir.
The Forgetfulness Tree that was originally planted before the Netherworld Bridge started to change.
Its form shrank and, astonishingly, it turned into an old crone clad in grey.
This old woman looked exactly like the transformation of the Forgetfulness Tree that Xu Zii had seen when he obtained it in the City of Oblivion.
"From now on, you shall be called ng Po.
Provide the Forgetfulness Water especially for those undergoing reincarnation," Xu Zii said calmly.
The old crone slowly nodded her head, waved her hands, and the Forgetfulness Water under the Netherworld Bridge began to surge around her.
Under her hands, a vortex ford.
This was a brand new world, where aside from the existence of the Myriad Demons Tribe, all creatures stood at a fair starting point.
All creatures were reborn with not a single one having truly died.
Everything starts with the Divine Continent.
......
Once the True Fate World began to develop in an orderly fashion, Xu Zii departed from there, his consciousness returning to his body.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he remained within the space inside the ice mountain.
Xu Zii retracted Chaos back into the True Fate World and slowly walked out.
He lifted Li Zhizhong directly into the air and descended upon the docks of Linhai City.
"I have slain all the Evil Dragon Jiaos in this sea area, fulfilling the condition I promised you," Xu Zii said flatly. "Now the residents of Linhai City can rebuild this dock."
"I understand, are you leaving now?" Li Zhizhong asked.
"I was never from this place to begin with," Xu Zii nodded slightly.
"Do you still plan to be your own Hero Who Slew the Jiao Dragon?"
"That old man said I am of the Fla Clan, I should also go back to my own tribe for a look," Li Zhizhong shook his head in reply.
"Do you know where the Fla Clan is?" Xu Zii asked curiously.
"I do not know, but I can search slowly. I’ll find it one day," Li Zhizhong said with a smile.
"This can be considered a kind of cultivation as well."
Xu Zii nodded and did not ask further.
Afterwards, Li Zhizhong returned to Linhai City, while Xu Zii rode on the Dark Heaven Tiger, slowly heading toward the Endless Heaven Sea that led from the Northern Continent to the Eastern Continent.
By following the coastline and circling a quarter around the Northern Continent, one could almost take a vessel back to the Eastern Continent.
Apart from a few minor incidents, on the whole, Xu Zii was quite satisfied with this trip.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it heralds the approaching dusk.
The seaside in the afternoon was remarkably tranquil.
The shimring water under the setting sun was like an ink painting being stroked with a dye.
In the distance, the mountains basked, with red being the clouds, while the blue interwoven with pink twilight and dark yellow sunset, was the very sunset itself.
The journey was quite peaceful.
More than a month later, after the relentless rushing day and night on the Dark Heaven Tiger, Xu Zii could already see the coastline leading to the Eastern Continent far in the distance.
It was a day in late autumn, carrying a touch of chill.
The morning sun was not yet visible, and the overcast sky was exceptionally gloomy.
Xu Zii sat on the Dark Heaven Tiger and suddenly noticed about a dozen people running toward him from not far behind.
In the front, three people seed to be fleeing.
Behind them was a group in pursuit.
......
The three people seed to notice Xu Zii as well, and their expressions beca slightly invigorated.
From a distance, they shouted to Xu Zii, "Young master, save us, the young master ahead, please save us."
Xu Zii glanced back, uninterested, and did not respond, resting on the back of the Dark Heaven Tiger.
The group of people behind them moved incredibly fast and soon caught up to Xu Zii.
Xu Zii glanced at them; the fleeing trio consisted of an old man and two young won.
The old man seed more like a protector, keeping the woman in the middle at the front.
And the woman on the left appeared to be a servant of so sort.
As for the woman in the middle, she wore a blue-purple long dress, with skin fair and hair cascading down her back.
Her lively eyes sparkled as if holding countless stars, easily drawing one into their depths.
She had a delicate, small ovular face, with makeup applied intricately, though one of her earrings had already fallen off.
Despite several tears in her light purple dress, and even her beautiful face filled with panic,
the woman’s image readily stirred up a protective desire in others.
"Young master, save us," the servant beside her yelled desperately.
The old man on their right had sustained serious injuries, and he seed to be at the end of his strength.
Xu Zii witnessed the scene but lay on the Dark Heaven Tiger as if nothing was amiss, with his eyes half-closed, feigning sleep.
The dozen or so pursuers behind them all wore red Blood Robes, their faces obscured beneath the garnts.
"General, what about this person?" The Blood Robe followers naturally noticed Xu Zii too and asked their leader.
The general frowned slightly and ordered, "Kill them all to prevent any mishaps."
As the old man in front sustained severe injuries and could no longer hold on, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
The old man shouted to the two won, "Miss, you two run, don’t worry about .
Run!"
"Uncle Ning, we can’t leave you behind," the woman in the purple dress said as she tried to drag the old man forward.
But the Blood Robe chasers caught up swiftly, surrounding the group within a few breaths.
"Miss, even if it costs my life today, I will carve a bloody path for you," the old man yelled, with blood filling his eyes.
After encircling the three, the leading general drew a Longsword from the belt of a subordinate and tossed it in front of them.
He said with a lanting tone, "You... commit suicide."
The old man looked at the Blood Robe figures, all shrouded in their red garb.
The old man pleaded, "General Zhao, I know it’s you.
We renounce the empire, and we won’t seek vengeance.
Please spare the Sovereign a lineage, he once valued you."
"Valued ? Exiled to the borders for three hundred years, never able to reunite with my family, this is your so-called valuing?"
General Zhao shook his head and said, "It’s not that I don’t want to let the princess go; you know this.
The empire is about to change hands. In this conflict, innocent or not, everyone will be implicated."
"Is there really no hope?" the old man desperately pleaded.
"Whatever your demands, just say them."
General Zhao fell silent for a mont before he slowly shook his head.
He continued, "Commit suicide. I’ll leave your bodies whole, let you die with so dignity."
"Miss, I’ll go ahead," the old man said, picking up the Longsword from the ground, ready to fight a bloody path.
Suddenly, laughter ca from nearby.
"A group of big n bullying a few weak won and children, what kind of skill is that?"
The group turned to look and saw a young man with a sword walking slowly from afar.
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