Capítulo 1272: Chapter 1272: River God Above (18)
The eerie and unfamiliar throbbing spread from deep within his heart, breaking through the ice.
Who is she…
An abrupt sharp pain struck his head, followed by intense agony, as if soone was stirring his mind.
Chuzheng held Xuan Ying, landing on the palace. The palace trembled slightly, seemingly angry at Chuzheng for grabbing it and giving it to Xuan Ying earlier.
“What’s wrong with you?” Chuzheng helped Xuan Ying sit down: “Xuan Ying?”
Xuan Ying clutched his head, looking very much in pain.
In Xuan Ying’s mind, at this mont, large flas flashed by, as if those flas were causing him this agony.
“Xuan Ying…”
Soone was calling him.
Yet the voice grew further and further away…
Gradually overlapping with another voice.
“Xuan Ying, you must bring him back.”
Countless people stood above the clouds, and he, wearing unfamiliar armor, nodded silently to these people and leapt from the cloud.
He couldn’t control his own body and could only follow its movents.
Who to capture?
Xuan Ying couldn’t recall.
The scene quickly shifted; he was not on the ground but inside a palace, his limbs bound by thick iron chains, suspending him in midair.
Soone materialized in front of him, extracting his heart from his chest.
The person was blurry, and he couldn’t see the face clearly.
This scene he had seen many tis already, yet each ti he couldn’t make out the person’s face.
Beneath him churned molten lava, and his heart was tossed into it…
Xuan Ying tried to see clearly, but every ti he got to this point, he would fall into darkness.
This ti was no exception.
“Xuan Ying…”
He didn’t know how much ti had passed when he heard a voice, and a faint light appeared before him, which then expanded.
Xuan Ying saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face.
Chuzheng helped him sit up: “What’s wrong with you?”
Suddenly falling ill, you scared to death!!
“It’s nothing.”
Xuan Ying’s voice was slightly hoarse.
His mory had always had issues; there were things he couldn’t recall.
Occasionally, when recollecting, there would be stabs of pain in his mind.
But nothing like today had happened before.
“Where is this place?”
Xuan Ying looked around, finding the surroundings unfamiliar, as if he were in a palace.
“At the bottom of the valley.” Chuzheng watched him with concern: “Are you really alright?”
Xuan Ying shook his head: “I’m fine.”
After saying that, he realized he was leaning against Chuzheng; the warm embrace was entirely unlike his own temperature. Where they touched, it felt infected by that warmth, a comforting warmth.
The hall was utterly silent, and in a daze, Xuan Ying heard her heartbeat.
Suddenly, Xuan Ying moved away from Chuzheng, turning his head to look at the ground.
“What’s wrong?”
Chuzheng was startled by Xuan Ying’s sudden reaction.
“N-nothing.”
Xuan Ying got up, pretending to be calm, and examined the palace.
The palace wasn’t large, and there was nothing much inside. Xuan Ying didn’t want to stay in the sa place with Chuzheng and headed outside.
Exiting the palace, outside were white jade steps, and at a glance, countless temples lay below in undulating folds.
Cloud and mist curled and rose between the temples, as if an Immortal Realm.
Yet…
This was no Immortal Realm.
This was… the Divine Realm.
Xuan Ying rembered this place; fragnts of images flashed in his mind of him leading people, traversing these white jade steps countless tis.
What was different was that in those images, countless celestial cranes surrounded him, accompanied by ethereal celestial music.
But here, there was none of that…
Nothing at all.
Silent as if deathly stillness.
Xuan Ying leapt into the air, surveying every place from above; this was the Nine Heavens of the Divine Realm.
How could it be here?
The passage to the Divine Realm had long been closed; how did they get here?
Where were the people of the Divine Realm?
Various chaotic thoughts flashed through Xuan Ying’s mind, but none provided an answer.
“Xuan Ying!”
Soone called him from below.
Xuan Ying glanced down; a young girl stood on the white jade steps, looking up at him expressionlessly.
At the mont he saw the young girl, Xuan Ying suddenly realized he wasn’t alone here, and so restless emotion inside him slowly found solace.
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“Did you say this is the Nine Heavens?”
Chuzheng stared at Xuan Ying; was he joking?
How could the Nine Heavens of the Divine Realm be nestled in such a valley?
Was the Divine Realm’s dignity not worth anything?!
Xuan Ying’s gaze darkened slightly: “I won’t have mistaken.”
Chuzheng paced back and forth on the spot, and after a while, she asked: “So you’re from the Divine Realm?”
Xuan Ying was montarily stunned: “I suppose…”
Either you are or you’re not; what does ‘suppose’ an?!
“You don’t even know if you are?”
“So things I can’t clearly rember.” Xuan Ying’s tone was calm, without any oddities.
Chuzheng, on the other hand, didn’t imdiately respond, looking at him a bit oddly; the Good Person Card was actually in an amnesiac state…
“What do you rember?”
“Very fragnted.” Xuan Ying didn’t notice he answered every question Chuzheng asked: “So mories resurface only when seen, like here.”
Upon seeing it, he knew this was the Nine Heavens and rembered himself walking up and down these white jade steps countless tis…
Chuzheng stood at the edge with folded arms, gazing below: “If this really is the Nine Heavens, then why is it here?”
Xuan Ying also didn’t know.
Regarding mories of the Divine Realm, he remained at that previous scene.
Beneath were churning molten rocks, his heart extracted and thrown into the lava…
Thinking of this, Xuan Ying couldn’t help but feel a chill.
Though he couldn’t see clearly who had extracted his heart, he knew it was soone from the Divine Realm. His current state was all thanks to the Divine Realm.
“Let’s go take a look below.” Chuzheng started walking down.
Xuan Ying hesitated briefly, then followed Chuzheng downwards.
They visited all the palaces below; besides being unoccupied, everything else was intact.
Chuzheng recalled the palace that raced into her body, seemingly quite similar to these palaces…
“Was the Tongtian Temple also one of the Nine Heavens’?”
“Yes.” Xuan Ying rembered this, pointing vaguely upwards: “Its location is above.”
The Tongtian Temple was adjacent to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.
Chuzheng was a bit curious: “Why do you want it?”
“The evil beings surviving in the Human Realm all covet it.” Xuan Ying’s answer was sowhat ambiguous.
“Staying in The Temple avoids being eliminated by the Heaven and Earth Laws?” Chuzheng felt this was like preparing for ‘no mysticism or superstition allowed post-foundation.’
All species differing from humans were eliminated by the laws.
Only humans were left.
And in the future, humans might destroy themselves, and these long-sealed divine artifacts might once again appear in the world.
Xuan Ying nodded: “The Tongtian Temple can circumvent the Heaven and Earth Laws; indeed so.”
“Since that’s the case, why not all go in together instead of competing for it?” You’re on the brink of extinction; can’t you unite for once?!
“Ambition isn’t sothing that fades due to circumstances.”
And there’s another rumor that the Tongtian Temple could open a passage to the Divine Realm.
However, it’s just a rumor. After all, the Tongtian Temple, upon being placed in the Lower Realm, frequently changed hands and sotis even disappeared, so no one had ever tested its truth.
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