Chapter 372
In her dreams, the little Li Mo who called her "sister" slowly merged with the present Li Mo, bringing an undeniable sense of comfort.
“Hmm!”
The two of them caught up with Tian Miao ahead.
And thus, they stepped into the Crystal Palace.
Crack—
A thunderous sound erupted as the hard stone wall above the passageway they had come through exploded, revealing a hollow filled with rolling thunder.
The stone wall writhed, seemingly attempting to repair itself, but was continuously torn apart by lightning-like serpents.
A figure stepped out from within, an old man with his hands clasped behind his back, strolling leisurely.
“Your Highness, this should be the main tomb. Its origins are profound; it has indeed cost this king quite a bit of effort.”
“Thank you, Your Imperial Uncle.”
Jiang Yu clasped his hands in gratitude, his dual-colored pupils barely concealing his excitement. Could the solution to the celestial city hanging over the imperial capital be hidden here?
“We should be the first.”
He gazed into the distance, but his pupils suddenly constricted.
In his line of sight, three figures had just entered the Crystal Palace.
“Is it them?!”
Boom—
Another deafening sound echoed.
The opposite mountain wall suddenly burst open, revealing Tan Zhu Yin and his companions, who looked much more disheveled, each bearing injuries.
In fact, had they not been followers of the Demon Summoning Sect, and had the last powerful Ba not attacked them, their group would likely have been completely wiped out.
“Why isn’t the Immortal Brother responding to me?”
Luo Ye murmured to himself, looking up in shock:
“Holy Son’s nephew, they’re going in!”
“Boldly, to dare to take the lead in front of His Highness!”
The silver-armored leader of the Celestial Patrol suddenly erupted, soaring toward the entrance of the Crystal Palace.
Alongside him were two法王 (fa wang, "law kings") from the Demon Summoning Sect.
Swish!
At that moment, the doors of the Crystal Palace suddenly began to move.
Just before the two figures arrived, the doors slammed shut with a heavy thud.
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**Author's Note:** I know everyone wants to see romance, leveling up, and divine revelations, and I love writing those too.
But the world-building has to be gradually perfected; otherwise, as the story progresses, it risks becoming a castle in the air, with more and more plot holes that can't be filled.
In short, world-building is both challenging and necessary, and it must be integrated into the main storyline. My head has been spinning lately.
Fortunately, the next segment is mainly about sweet moments, heh heh.
Thanks to all the viewers for your support!
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**Chapter 409: Qin Yuzhi**
The moment the doors of the Crystal Palace closed, silence enveloped the space, as if it had been cut off from the world.
The attacks from the sixth realm法体 (fa ti, "law body") experts struck the Crystal Palace, yet the palace didn’t even tremble.
“Good thing the doors closed quickly.”
Li Mo felt a twinge of anxiety, not daring to relax even a bit.
It was hard to say which was more dangerous, outside or inside.
“Another Tian Huang Domain.”
Ying Bing raised her face, her eyes reflecting a swirling orb of light.
The entire brilliance of the Crystal Palace emanated from the misty light suspended in the dome above, which at times illuminated tribes, villages, and cities.
It was as if within it lay a world that was constantly evolving, reproducing, and endlessly cycling!
Heavy, ancient, desolate, and prosperous, it all rushed toward them.
A familiar feeling surged from the depths of her soul, reminding her constantly.
This Tian Huang Domain was real.
The light, like tendrils, wrapped around the crystal coffin below, and one could vaguely see a figure lying within, though its face remained obscured.
“You have indeed found your way here.”
At that moment, a woman’s voice suddenly echoed within the palace.
As the voice rang out, the orb of light ceased its flickering, revealing a grand temple scene, as if a ritual was being held within, with people bustling about, vividly alive, as if it were real.
Suddenly, everyone within the scene froze, except for the woman standing on the altar, who turned to look back.
“Who’s speaking?!”
Tian Miao’s lips bled crimson once more.
She had just used the命望气 (ming wang qi, "fate and aura divination") technique, but what she saw was a chaotic void. She quickly stopped; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been just a bit of blood.
Li Mo gripped the heavy hammer in his hand, its weight providing him with some reassurance.
He immediately activated the Tian Ming Divine Eye.
But what appeared was a series of question marks.
Little Li suddenly recalled what Tian Miao had said: there were three types of existences that were elusive and difficult to predict.
Powerful beings whose strength reached a certain level possessed divine objects that shielded them from fate’s sensing, which did not belong to this world. For example, himself—fate had no color, and the divine eye could not see his future encounters.
Which category did the other party belong to?
Or perhaps more than one?
“I am Qin Yuzhi.”
The woman sighed, drifting down from the dreamlike orb of light.
She wore a black robe somewhat similar to that of the Demon Summoning Sect, appearing to be around thirty, yet exuding a hint of twilight. Her features were sharp, and her grayish-white eyes seemed to carry a certain divinity as she gazed at the three.
She looked at the three, or more precisely, at Ying Bing.
Li Mo’s first instinct was to block her gaze, with the Taiyin Qinghui (Taiyin Clear Radiance) swirling behind him.
But through the soul sense, he discovered that she was not a physical entity, as if she didn’t exist.
Uncertain, he decided to test it.
Whoosh—
He casually tossed a gold brick.
The brick passed through her body without any obstruction, landing heavily on the ground with a thud.
‘Qin Yuzhi’: “”
Ying Bing: “”
Tian Miao: “???”
Li Mo felt a slight relief; if she was merely a soul existence, then even if she had a high realm in life, she was still not as formidable as when she had a physical body.
He lifted the hammer and asked:
“Did you release the Black Year Beast to kill the Ying family members?”
“It was me, but it wasn’t me. To be precise, it was Him.”
‘Qin Yuzhi’ shook her head, pointing at the figure in the crystal coffin.
“?”
Even having read the diary on the mural, Li Mo was nearly confused.
So, the master of the Black Year Beast is that ancestral god of Yunmeng?
“Was the diary outside written by you?”
‘Qin Yuzhi’ nodded slightly:
“Ever since I became the leader of the sect and accepted the Dream Path inheritance, I felt another consciousness awakening within me, replacing my true self. Later, I consulted numerous texts and discovered a secret.”
“The inheritors of the Nine Heavens are not the true successors.”
“To resist the erosion of time, the inheritance is actually the seed of their awakening. As one’s realm increases, they become more and more like ‘Them’, until finally, ‘They’ awaken from your body.”
‘Qin Yuzhi’ sighed: “After realizing this, I began to oversee the construction of the Yunmeng Palace, sealing my physical body within the coffin, while my soul entered the Tian Huang Domain, waiting for everything to end.”
“Fortunately, before the return of the Yuan Huang Ancestral God, He had not yet managed to break the seal.”
Yuan Huang Ancestral God?
Tian Miao was taken aback.
Li Mo was stunned; it couldn’t possibly be referring to him, so it must be—
Ying Bing?
But Ying Bing had grown up alongside him; how could she possibly be the Nine-Colored Yuan Huang who led the Nine Heavens down to the mortal realm?
Wait a minute.
The three items belonging to the Nine-Colored Yuan Huang—the Xiah Huang Qi, the Xue Huang Essence, and the Yu Huang Divine—were currently with Ying Bing, right?
So, was that why she was mistaken?
It was very likely!
He gently squeezed Ying Bing’s delicate hand.
Best actress of Qing Yuan Sect! Activate!
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Ying Bing’s expression was cool, as if she were a goddess overlooking the mortal realm.
This was completely her true self.
“It’s all according to your instructions.” ‘Qin Yuzhi’ bowed again.
Seeing this scene, Tian Miao’s thoughts surged; she hadn’t expected things to unfold this way.
No matter how clever she was, she felt shocked and confused by what was happening before her, as the information was insufficient.
Instructions—
There had once been conflicts within the Nine Heavens Immortals, though the reasons were still unclear.
But it was not hard to understand that the Nine-Colored Yuan Huang would restrict the resurrection of other immortals.
“You seem not as powerful as before?”
‘Qin Yuzhi’ looked at Ying Bing, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Ying Bing’s expression was cold, her face devoid of emotion:
“Are you spying on me?”
Li Mo silently gave her a thumbs up; Ying Bing was indeed Ying Bing, and she didn’t seem to be acting at all.
It seemed she had been influenced quite a bit by the best actor.
“Please forgive me.”
‘Qin Yuzhi’ lowered her gaze, as if finally feeling relieved:
“The Tian Huang Domain is originally yours; please take it back to prevent the Great Dream Ancestral God from awakening. If you take charge personally, it will surely be foolproof.”
“Then, when the time comes, open the crystal coffin, let my physical body return to dust, and I will have fulfilled my duty.”
“Hmm.”
Ying Bing’s mirror-like eyes flickered.
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