Chapter 180: Darkness Erodes, Piercing Lifesoil!

Chapter 180: Darkness Erodes, Piercing Lifesoil!

Shi Hao was lost in thought, watching the River of Time flow by, its countless waves shimmering with hazy figures, each one a paragon of their generation.

But they all became part of the eastward-flowing water, ultimately perishing.

No matter how great a paragon you were, no matter how vast your empire, in the end, you would turn to dust.

Yet, that battle was immortal, transcending time and space, defying the erosion of time. As long as some remembered, that battle would never fade.

Shi Hao believed that the woman in the green robe was still alive, living in the future.

Perhaps, as she had said, they would meet again someday.

Such a woman was truly extraordinary, a genius of unparalleled talent. He had never seen a woman so powerful, so transcendent.

When she appeared downstream in the River of Time, she was already wounded, her green robe stained with blood. Clearly, she had just fought an unimaginable battle, and the explosion of Immortal King Soul Essence in her hands was proof.

Shi Hao was lost in thought, recalling too many things.

He had glimpsed a corner of the future, a future fraught with difficulties and thorns. But he did not want to see tragedy, he wanted those around him to survive, and he did not want to stand alone on a desolate peak.

"Anything that hasn't happened can be changed. I still have a future, and everything is still possible to reverse!"

The past cannot be changed, but the future can.

He was no longer lost, cutting away all his doubts. In the distant future, there was still that woman in the green robe, and his own future still held hope.

"However, why do I feel as if I've met her before?"

Shi Hao tried to recall the woman in the green robe, only to realize that his memories of her were gradually fading. He only remembered that she had once saved him and the last two words she said:

"Future."

In the late stages of the Primordial Ancient Era, just as the dust settled and the great war ended, a desperate scream echoed through the heavens.

"No!!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Both the defeated and the victorious were bewildered by the sudden despairing cries.

"What's happening with the Primordial Ancient Artifact?" Some of the Immortal Kings seemed to sense something, their expressions changing.

At that moment, in many ancient temples of the Otherworld, the statues of the Red King shattered.

"Gods, a statue of a great one has exploded, what's happening?" This was the shock of the ancient past, unrecorded and forgotten.

The shattering of the statue was a sign of impending doom, but how could a great figure fall after the war had ended?

It took a long time for the truth to be revealed.

"Is there really someone brave enough to defy the world, crossing endless time, willing to risk everything to act?"

"No, the Red King died from the backlash of the River of Time and the Primordial Ancient Artifact's upheaval, not from a direct attack."

"Pity and hate, the Red King must have discovered something. He foresaw a threat to us, and perhaps the disaster began from there."

"Fortunately, the one who fought him also met a terrible fate. No being can change the ancient past, and the backlash will be even greater!"

The Red King paid a huge price in that battle, his true body stepping into the River of Time and summoning the Primordial Ancient Artifact.

In the end, he was gravely injured by the Primordial Ancient Artifact's upheaval, the terrible backlash, and Shaohua's attacks, and truly perished in the ancient past.

This would be a glorious victory, a great storm.

Although the Red King was not as powerful as Shaohua, it was a feat to slay him across countless ages, truly altering ancient history. The courage and means required, and the price to be paid, were unimaginable!

"Unfortunately, time is up, we can only meet briefly, Celestial Emperor of the Wasteland." Shaohua's figure gradually blurred, about to leave the River of Time and return to the present.

She did not belong in that world and could not stay long, or else there would be serious consequences.

In fact, her condition was already deteriorating.

"Spit!" Shaohua couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

Disrupting the River of Time and the backlash from the Red King's death affected her, but not too severely.

Traversing time, the River of Time had a lesser impact on her than on others.

What truly troubled her was being injured by the Primordial Ancient Artifact, suffering from the erosion of dark essence.

Terrifying dark matter entered her body, wreaking havoc, trying to corrupt her flesh and soul, pulling her into darkness!

The power of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor weapon was terrifying, far beyond that of an Immortal King. Even a slight manifestation was beyond the Immortal King realm's ability to resist.

She was still alive, a testament to her incredible strength.

"Damn... cough, cough!!"

Shaohua cursed, feeling her soul shattering, her body being crushed by an unknown force, her limbs and head cracking, blood flowing uncontrollably.

Her green robe turned into a blood-soaked garment, so saturated with blood that it turned a deep, dark color.

Realizing the urgency of the situation, she stopped and let out a light shout. Light rain rose from the Lifesoil, purifying her body and soul.

She stood on the River of Time, creating a small world of her own, a realm purified by the light rain, a timeless and eternal space.

In contrast, everything outside that area seemed to be decaying, covered in the dust of history, filled with a sense of the past.

Shaohua was in the ultimate realm of the Mortal World, a place of ethereal and eternal purity, where the invading dark matter was being driven out, her body and soul being purified and reshaped.

However, she did not blindly believe that this would solve everything.

The true meanings of other realms were also at work.

For example, the true meaning of Unbound Soaring, creating a series of Chaos Vortices, large vortices containing smaller ones, trapping the scattered dark essence.

She had no time or energy to deal with it now, but she couldn't ignore it, letting it spread and harm others. She could only temporarily collect and seal it.

The true meaning of Vital Nourishment, the reverse evolution, was also crucial. It was her last resort; if possible, she did not want to abandon her original body.

She used the true meaning of Feathering to cleanse her blood, the thirteen-colored sword light weaving through her body, a process as painful as scraping bone and digging marrow.

The Veil Heaven Principle formed layers of barriers, protecting her pure soul.

Despite these efforts, Shaohua's condition was still not good. The dark essence seemed endless, and she had to keep fighting it, needing a long time to completely eliminate it.

During this process, her soul and the most primal essence merged with the Lifesoil, like two seeds, lying dormant to avoid unforeseen circumstances.

This was an instinctive self-rescue. The worst-case scenario was that her body would be taken over by darkness, spawning a new soul, completely falling into darkness.

But Shaohua felt it wouldn't come to that.

However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing.

She had not returned to the present, still drifting in the River of Time.

This drift lasted for countless ages, and she gradually lost her way, ultimately disappearing into the unknown.

Time passed, the River of Time flowed on, and the world changed countless times, but the woman in the green robe never appeared again.

Even as the Three Realms teetered on the brink of collapse, they never fell, supported by a mysterious force.

In the world beyond the dam, emperors and kings, led by Wan Qing, roamed the cosmos, engaging in both battles and friendly exchanges, growing ever stronger on the path to Immortality.

"Where did you go, beyond the Boundary Sea, blocked by that sword light?" Heng Ren encountered this group and learned about Shaohua's situation, many ages ago.

"Almost there, I'm about to break through, wait for me."

"Eastern Sovereign, Shaohua is gone, fleeting like youth. I, too, am at this point, when will we meet again?" Ye Fan sighed.

His children and grandchildren were many, and the youthful dreams of his past were long gone.

The white moonlight, a memory of beauty, was best left in the past. Even if she stood before him now, she would not be the same.

She was the Eastern Sovereign and Tai Yi Tian Di, not the neighbor's sister.

But beyond that, she was still his guide, a figure of faith for many, deserving of reverence.

Her absence was too long, leaving a sense of unease in his heart.

"Big Sister, I will find you, whether beyond the Boundary Sea or in the River of Time, I will find you!"

In the Boundary Sea, Wu Shi, black hair flowing, a Chaos Bell atop his head, and a long spear in hand, powerfully killed a Dark Immortal King.

He was incredibly strong and brave, not yet at the Immortal King stage, but using Shaohua's weapon to challenge the heavens.

Western Sovereign and Wu Shi, realizing Shaohua's prolonged absence, chose to remain in the Boundary Sea.

They split the Imperial Dao Flag, Wu Shi taking the flagpole as a spear, plunging deep into the Boundary Sea.

Western Sovereign carried the flag's array diagram, training near the shore. A woman is gentle, but a mother is fierce, and she wanted to help her child.

"Until now, I have been building the great curtain above the Lifesoil, opening the Spirit Realm, evolving into the Thirty-Three Heavens. I have rarely explored what lies beneath the Lifesoil, but it seems I must delve deeper this time."

Shaohua's soul and the most primal essence merged beneath the Lifesoil, not forming a new immortal embryo, but remaining in their original form.

It was a crystalline, thirteen-colored blood crystal, containing her divine essence and blood, descending into the Lifesoil, tracing its origins.

"Lifesoil, born from the void, emerging from the ethereal, not corresponding to any part of the body, yet intimately connected to both body and soul."

Shaohua muttered, the true origin of the Lifesoil even she did not fully understand, only hearing a vague wave sound in the distant past.

In fact, the Lifesoil had no rules or shape, not a physical substance, but something entirely different.

The blood crystal plunged downward, like a streak of light, passing through countless layers, yet still within the Lifesoil.

Later, she was exhausted, her body and mind drained, her strength nearly depleted, the blood crystal losing its luster.

"Why is it deeper now? It didn't take this long before."

Shaohua was speechless, realizing that as her cultivation grew, the Lifesoil had also expanded, becoming vast and deep, seemingly without end.

The path she sought might never be found, and she might not survive the journey.

But she refused to believe it, moving forward and stopping, and after tens of thousands of years, she felt her soul lighten, and the blood crystal shot out of the Lifesoil!

At that moment, she almost wept, having been on the road for tens of thousands of years, nearly losing her mind.

In the outside world, the dark matter in her body had been mostly dispelled.

Shaohua found herself in a void, utterly silent, pitch black, like the edge of the universe, where one step would be swallowed whole.

The blood crystal glowed, manifesting her true form, seeing layers of mysterious ripples and hearing the sound of a vast tide.

She extended a sliver of her spirit, only to be instantly crushed to nothing.

In the distant realm, there were terrifying rules, beyond comprehension, a tumultuous force.

Shaohua seemed to realize something, her flawless face turning grim.

She had once thought that beneath the Lifesoil, there might be a connection to the Boundary Sea.

But now, it was clear that this was no ordinary sea, but rather a sacrificial sea.

A vast, boundless sea, with destructive waves, composed of abyssal realms and blood-sacrificed worlds, known as the Immortal Emperor's sacrificial ground!

Compared to this, the Boundary Sea was nothing.

Shaohua suddenly turned, looking at the Lifesoil she had painstakingly pierced.

"Lifesoil, born from the void, emerging from the ethereal, is this the origin? Why does it feel like a... plateau?"

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