Chapter 243: The One Who Buried All Realms

Chapter 243: The One Who Buried All Realms

"The three major Mutant organizations are named Bajing Palace, Yuxu Palace, and Biyao Palace. Their palace masters are all unparalleled experts", Lin Nuoyi recalled, then continued, "Biyao Palace is located at sea, and its master is the strongest among the three. They first took over Wangwu Mountain and then established a base at sea. No one knows their background, but it's said they are quite young."

Shaohua felt a stirring in her heart, a sense that the Biyao Palace Master's visit might not be as simple as it seemed.

"I want to meet him", she said after a moment of contemplation.

Lin Nuoyi didn't ask why, simply nodded, and went to make the arrangements.

In the afternoon, Shaohua was resting in a reclining chair when a sudden unease stirred within her. Her beautiful eyes snapped open, and she stood up, stepping onto the balcony to gaze eastward.

In the forest near the Taihang Mountains, a figure in dark blue robes appeared gracefully.

He was a young man, no more than thirty years old, tall and slender with sharp eyebrows and star-like eyes. His cold gaze was like lightning, and he stood outside the town, hesitant to step in.

"Through countless lifetimes, I have finally come alive again. There must be a reason. Could it be her? How exciting!" The young man paused, feeling a rare nervousness at this point, which was almost unbelievable.

Who was he?

Flipping through the ancient and faded history, there was a glorious chapter written by him.

In that era, he had once reached the pinnacle of the Dao, one foot stepping into the Path's End, truly achieving the utmost transcendence, almost reaching the Immortal Emperor realm!

But now, he was about to meet that person.

Even if he couldn't confirm whether it was her, just the possibility made him incredibly excited.

As for whether it was good or bad, after much hesitation, he no longer cared.

If it was indeed the evil side of that person returning, to be honest, he didn't think he could resist. It would be better to meet her and fulfill his wish.

Back then, that person left too quickly, and many couldn't see her off, filled with regret. The radiant and brilliant woman never returned, and everyone thought she had passed away prematurely. It wasn't until the end of the era that the three Celestial Emperors brought back news.

It was her who led the enemy away alone!

It was her who fought the ten Immortal Emperors alone!

It was her who blocked the Sinister Ancestors!

At that time, they learned that the reason the Progenitor destroyed all realms but didn't go completely mad was because someone was secretly restraining him.

Although, they weren't sure if that person was still her.

The Progenitor was afraid and always restrained, leading to the final desperate battle that brought the era to an end. The three Celestial Emperors, in their despair, broke through and shone with unparalleled brilliance.

Their final look back together shaped the current Three Realms.

Why specifically the Three Realms?

Because they were thinking of that person, who had once shaped the Three Realms in the mortal world.

In the end, that person appeared, walking out of the Plateau and burying everything with her own hands.

After a long while, the young man calmed down and looked toward the edge of the town, suddenly sensing something. His gaze met another pair of eyes from a distance.

Tong Tian's heart raced. With his current vision, he could see the tall figure clearly. Just one look confirmed it—there was no mistake, it was definitely her!

"Master!!"

Few knew this, but he was actually her nominal disciple.

As a young man just out of the mountains, he had received the legacy of the Heavenly Venerable and was taught the supreme sword path by his master, who told him that he was similar to the Treasure Heaven Venerable.

It wasn't until much later that he learned who his master truly was.

Despite his best efforts, he could only watch her from a distance, never claiming to be her disciple. It wasn't out of resentment but a feeling of unworthiness.

"Thump!"

Shaohua was speechless. Who could explain why such a grown man suddenly appeared before her and knelt down?

"There's no need for such a formal greeting. Please stand up first", she said, pressing her hand to her forehead.

Tong Tian, hearing this, dared not refuse, quickly standing up, his face slightly flushed and visibly excited, as if he were about to attack someone.

Shaohua's eyes showed a hint of pity. Was this the master of Biyao Palace? Was he not a bit mentally unstable?

"Sit", she pointed to a stone bench in the courtyard.

The two sat facing each other, while Jiang Luoshen and Lu Shiyun promptly brought tea and some pastries, having been well-trained.

There was no choice; since they couldn't resist, they had to comply.

"Ah?" Tong Tian, having just calmed down, saw the two women approaching and scrutinized them, his eyes widening in shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

In a sense, he had indeed seen a 'ghost.'

He could sense a unique aura from the depths of their souls, faint yet intense, indicating that they were reincarnated beings.

He, too, was a reincarnated being and was very familiar with this aura. Moreover, he detected a hint of a familiar presence, suggesting that these two might be former acquaintances.

The great battle had claimed too many lives, and all realms had been buried.

Some died early and left behind lingering spirits, but with the three Celestial Emperors and all the emperors gone, no one could revive them.

These people could only continuously reincarnate, striving to gather the scattered spirits in the mortal world, hoping to resurrect and return.

Back then, some had survived, working in secret to make this distant possibility a reality, hoping that their old friends would return.

Tong Tian knew well that not everyone, like him, had briefly reached the supreme realm. Most who had died were gone forever.

Reincarnating in the Three Realms and hoping for the return of old friends was just a beautiful hope for those still alive, a driving force for their survival.

"Who are you?" Tong Tian, being straightforward, asked the two women directly.

Jiang Luoshen and Lu Shiyun, having learned from Lin Nuoyi that this was the Biyao Palace Master, dared not offend him and introduced themselves candidly.

Tong Tian, hearing their names, shook his head and pointed at them. "No, you are Jiang Luoyao, and you are the Little White Tiger."

Old friends meeting but not recognizing each other, a poignant moment.

The two women were speechless, exchanging glances and deciding to ignore the formalities, turning and leaving. They were under pressure to serve that bad woman, but they weren't really here to be servants.

Jiang Luoshen was a bit more understanding, considering it a simple mistake.

Lu Shiyun, however, was very upset. She was indeed the sister of the White Tiger, but what did that have to do with being the 'Little White Tiger'?

"What are you here for?" Shaohua, seeing this, couldn't help but ask directly.

Tong Tian was slightly taken aback, finding it hard to believe that she would say such a thing.

"You don't know who they are, or even recognize me?!" He took a deep breath, his voice trembling.

Shaohua raised an eyebrow. Did she have to know everyone?

"I've forgotten many things, but seeing you two, I did feel a strange stirring when we first met", she admitted after some thought.

Her intuition told her that he wouldn't harm her, and she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"I see, I understand now", Tong Tian sighed, a mix of joy and sorrow on his face, as if he were crying and laughing at the same time, appearing almost mad.

The person from the past had finally returned, but why had she forgotten her past?

Was it her who had forgotten the world, or the world that had forgotten her?!

"Explain yourself. What do you understand, and do you know my past?" Shaohua asked, her eyes fixed on the young man, her gaze sharp.

"My name is Tong Tian, and I was once your disciple", Tong Tian said, feigning calmness.

The glorious Great Era had been buried, and he had died long ago. Living again, reminiscing about the past, he could only call it a memory.

Claiming to be a disciple was his way of fulfilling a long-held dream, taking advantage of his master's lack of memory.

"Are you my disciple?" Shaohua asked, but before she could finish, the young man quickly knelt again.

"Master, please accept your disciple's respects!"

"..."

Shaohua was speechless, not saying anything, accepting it as a formality. She didn't lose anything, but her gaze towards the young man became more suspicious.

Such a practiced action didn't seem fitting for someone who had lived through countless ages.

"Tell me about my past", she said.

"Cough, actually, I'm not entirely clear myself", Tong Tian's face turned slightly red, a rare display of embarrassment. In fact, he had only recently awakened.

On the day Shaohua touched the Stone Box and saw the three figures fall, shedding tears and causing the Celestial Shift, Tong Tian finally realized who he was.

He had only just begun to awaken, reborn and starting anew on the path of cultivation. He couldn't bear the memories of his past, which were nearly those of an Immortal Emperor, as it would be too overwhelming.

Moreover, some things, especially those involving her, couldn't even be thought about, let alone spoken, for fear of attracting the attention of the one sitting on the dark throne.

Who knew what the connection between them was? It was safer not to think about it, but if he did, it could lead to serious trouble!

"Forgotten is forgotten, and unknown is unknown. Why are you blushing?" Shaohua was somewhat exasperated. This cheap disciple seemed unexpectedly simple.

But she hadn't expected that even this cheap disciple knew very little.

"I was just too excited to see my master", Tong Tian said, "But there are some things I can't speak about, even if I know them."

Shaohua nodded, recalling the Lo sleeping within her, who had also avoided talking about the past, being mysterious and elusive. Even when she saw her past self on Mount Tai, no one said anything.

Clearly, they wanted her to remember on her own.

Damn, riddle people, get out of my sight!

"Alright, what about your background?" she asked, changing the subject.

Tong Tian straightened up and briefly recounted some of his past, mentioning terms that made Shaohua's scalp tingle.

"Immortal King, Dao Ancestor, Path's End, burying an era, Imperial Fall, All Realms mourned."

"How many are still alive, and how can I find them?" Shaohua asked, having learned more about Tong Tian and recalling some of her past.

What did this mean? It meant that by finding some old friends, she could gradually remember more!

How wonderful, was this the power of bonds?!

"Probably not many. Even if they survived, few would have made it to this era. Some were too badly injured, and others lost their faith. It's difficult, very difficult, extremely difficult!" Tong Tian sighed three times.

After all, he was just an exception.

How to put it? Those weaker than him, like the Immortal Kings, mostly died early, and some left behind a fragment of their spirits, which others could gather and protect.

But those stronger than him, who fought until the very end and faced the Sinister Ancestors, died even more thoroughly. The fall of the Imperial Realms left no emperors in the world.

He was only saved at the moment of his ultimate ascension when a Progenitor personally intervened, casting him down and mercilessly slaying him, his blood staining the heavens.

"I believe our old friends are still around. For now, let's take it one step at a time", Shaohua comforted her adopted disciple, soothing herself in the process.

Tong Tian was straightforward, and his worries came and went quickly. In this life, he was reborn, and aside from the information he learned at the moment of Awakening about his past and present, he wasn't greatly affected by his previous life.

In other words, this was a new beginning, not just a rebirth of his past self.

His choice, and that of the Hua Fen Emperor, was very similar, though the latter was more thorough. Lin Nuoyi had no idea about her true origins.

"I remember some things. This world is not simple; it's not part of the Three Realms' cycle. Someone has been searching for it all along."

Earth had once given birth to two Celestial Emperors, and the Beidou region was also a place of origin. If those people knew that their shattered homeland had reappeared, they would surely go mad with excitement.

And if they learned that the Eastern Sovereign had awakened, the entire Three Realms would tremble!

Tong Tian's reasonable guess was that the awakening of the person before him was the reason why more and more old friends from past lives were appearing on Earth.

Otherwise, why would those in the Netherworld have searched for this world for countless eras and found nothing?

The only explanation was that when she awakened in this life, those connected to her also reincarnated into the world.

Even those with no hope of rebirth had a few drops of blood or fragments of spirit that crossed through ancient history to merge with the present, allowing them to meet her again in a different form.

The departed may not return, but they should.

"So, there might be other old friends on Earth?" Shaohua's eyes lit up.

Tong Tian was quite certain of this.

Haven't you seen two old friends in this small courtyard? He just couldn't quite read Lin Nuoyi; he didn't sense any signs of reincarnation from her.

The two of them talked until evening, when Chu Feng came over to visit. Upon seeing Tong Tian, he was very enthusiastic.

How could he not be? Who would have thought that the owner of one of the three major Mutant organizations, Biyao Palace, and a peerless powerhouse who had broken free from the Six Paths Shackles, would be his sister's disciple? Who would believe that?

But it was the truth. He respectfully called Tong Tian "Master", and it was genuine.

If Shaohua knew that this guy shamelessly considered her his 'sister,' she'd probably beat him up.

She wasn't completely clueless; she knew she had a real brother, but it certainly wasn't this despicable guy!

Of course, Chu Feng would stubbornly argue: "Isn't the neighbor's sister also a sister?"

" Sister, Yellow Bull wants to invite us to Kunlun. The group of Beast Kings even wants to head west, where a sacred garden has appeared, with pollen drifting everywhere. They all want to go and vie for it", Chu Feng said.

"Kunlun can be worth a visit", Shaohua agreed, but she didn't care about the Western Divine Garden.

However, that place would gather many Beast Kings and strong individuals. Practical combat was the only shortcut to improving one's strength, and it would be a good opportunity for them to test their mettle.

"Can I go too?" Lin Nuoyi asked, her eyes filled with hopeful anticipation, making it hard to refuse her.

Shaohua was no exception. She thought, "No wonder she's a reflection of Luo; she's so charming."

"Kunlun is the ancestor of all mountains and is associated with the Queen Mother of Heaven. Master will surely gain much from this journey", Tong Tian added, expressing his intention to join.

"The Queen Mother of Heaven, my sister has always claimed she is the Queen Mother of Heaven", Chu Feng said with a smile, knowing Shaohua had a great background but not believing she was the Queen Mother of Heaven.

The reference was too strong, and he found it hard to accept that a myth could come to life in such a way. After all, a few months ago, he was a staunch atheist.

"If I'm not mistaken, Master is indeed the Queen Mother of Heaven!" Tong Tian was very honest. After much thought, he finally recalled some memories from his past life.

"Are you serious?" Chu Feng's mouth dropped open.

"I'm very certain. Why don't you believe me?" Tong Tian frowned, standing up, towering half a head taller than Chu Feng, his build very robust.

Although Chu Feng called Shaohua 'sister,' Tong Tian didn't think they were really siblings. Their auras were completely different, too different.

A tall and majestic figure flashed in Tong Tian's mind. Master's real brother was one of the three Celestial Emperors!

But, there seemed to be some not-so-flattering rumors about him?

"Whoa~"

Chu Feng couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath. Was he so temperamental? He felt that if he nodded, that sandbag-sized fist would come flying at him.

"I naturally believe. Sister, just raise your hand, and we will immediately support you as the Queen Mother of Heaven. Kunlun is ready to welcome its true owner!" Chu Feng said with utmost seriousness.

"Go play somewhere else." Shaohua kicked him away.

This time, she brought the willow sapling, feeling that Kunlun would definitely have something good, perhaps something to help the willow tree grow and transform.

With no one to guard Azure Sun Town, she called Bai Su down the mountain to watch over it, to prevent any disturbances.

As for Jiang Luoshen and Lu Shiyun, she gave them a break, letting them return to their families. After all, she wasn't a devil who would relentlessly exploit them.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the four of them set off, arriving at the airport on time. The journey was too far, so flying was the best option.

The other three were empty-handed, but Chu Feng was fully equipped, carrying the Grand Thunder Bow, two swords at his waist, and a large backpack containing the Black Divine Ape leather armor, which, though patched, was still usable.

From Taihang Mountains to Kunlun, they crossed east to west, and the journey took nearly two days, including two plane changes, before they finally reached the western region.

"Yellow Bull, we're here. Come pick us up!" Chu Feng immediately contacted the two bulls on Kunlun.

"Already here? Hang on, I'm coming right away", Yellow Bull replied with a very young-sounding voice.

The four of them walked out of the airport and into the wilderness. The vast Gobi Desert stretched to the horizon, and in the distance, the mighty Kunlun Mountains loomed, exuding a sense of desolation and grandeur.

Soon, a massive, entirely black bird emerged from Kunlun, its body spanning dozens of meters, causing a strong wind as it flew over.

"Holy cow, a crow?!" Chu Feng was speechless. What was going on with these two bulls, using a Great Black Crow as a mount?

The Great Black Crow circled the Gobi and quickly spotted the four of them.

Two figures descended from the sky, making a stylish entrance, but the dust on the Gobi was too thick, significantly detracting from the performance.

The Great Black Bull transformed into a human form, nearly two meters tall, muscular and imposing, coming to greet them. He said it was more respectful this way.

But his transformation gave off a very 'thug' vibe, and anyone unfamiliar might think he was there to cause trouble.

By the Great Black Bull's side, Yellow Bull chose not to transform, standing upright with golden fur like silk, a horn on his head, and a tail behind him.

"Why don't you transform, Yellow Bull? You should know, the White Serpent from Taihang Mountains looks amazing in human form. I've seen other mutants transform in Compliant Heaven City, and they all look like handsome men and beautiful women, not like misshapen freaks. Are you...?" Chu Feng prodded.

Yellow Bull gave Chu Feng a sideways glance, his face showing a human-like disdain, and said in a young voice, "This king is upright and dignified. Why should I transform?"

"Just being stubborn, I know what you look like in human form. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that little face..." The Great Black Bull didn't finish his sentence before Yellow Bull headbutted him away.

Chu Feng burst out laughing and urged, "Big Black, tell us."

"Shut up!" Yellow Bull shouted, flustered.

This piqued Shaohua's interest. She stepped forward, stroked Yellow Bull's head, and gently said she wanted to know too.

Yellow Bull agreed with tears in his eyes but insisted on waiting until they returned to the mountain, and only she could see.

"Caw!" The Great Black Crow landed, its back carrying a small but exquisite pavilion, perfect for a few people to rest in, like a floating palace, with comfortable and tasteful interiors.

"You guys live in such luxury", Chu Feng remarked, thinking about his own hard days, never staying home for more than two nights, always running around.

"Caw?!" Suddenly, his backpack opened from inside, and a fist-sized Divine Toad poked out its head, chirping.

"Caw, caw, a Great Black Crow?"

The Divine Toad jumped onto Chu Feng's head, taking the 'throne' and staring at the crow, eye to eye.

"You can talk? Damn, don't spit!"

Chu Feng couldn't take it and threw the Divine Toad away. To his surprise, the usually docile toad swelled up to a massive size, spitting at him, nearly driving him mad.

"Alright, stop it."

Shaohua sighed. Without her, this family would fall apart.

(End of Chapter)

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