Chapter 1275: Chapter 1165: Fall from the Realm
The Forbidden World, countless living beings have now gone mad.
The Immortal Land has reappeared, and the Origin Qi of the Immortal Dao cascades down like rivers from the Immortal Land, pouring forth into the world.
Within the Immortal Land, innurable spiritual plants of the Immortal Dao have begun to grow wildly, including legendary treasures rare to the Immortal Dao.
Moreover, the retreat of the Dark Supres temporarily dispelled the fear among the people, and they all sought to find Immortal Seeds to nd the flaws of the Immortal Dao.
This could be described as the great tide of the Immortal Dao.
In this environnt, even the death of both the tal Emperor and the Earth Emperor attracted little attention or discussion; in the face of the rolling wheels of ti and the epoch, their life and death seed as insignificant as ants.
anwhile, Su Baiqian, Dugu Yuqing, Wu Dade, and Long Zixuan had already departed together with the Big Black Dog.
They were extraordinarily fast, and before long, they had arrived outside the small mountain village.
Catching sight of the familiar village, Su Baiqian’s beautiful eyes brimd with excitent!
“Master, I have returned!”
Wu Dade, even more elated, ran toward the village, shouting:
“Second Elder, quickly prepare the feast!”
…
At this mont.
On Kaiyuan Continent, in the small mountain village.
“Master… what is this?”
In the courtyard, Gong Ya stared at the “painting” Li Fan had just finished drawing, her eyes full of confusion.
It looked… strikingly similar to the mundane calendars crafted by ordinary folk, yet she felt that within this calendar… it seed to contain an entire world.
Li Fan’s single drop of blood had rged into it, causing the whole calendar to radiate an otherworldly significance.
“A calendar.”
Li Fan responded faintly, “Hmm… an Immortal Calendar.”
The calendar left behind by the Divine Jumper had finally been restored.
“But Master… you injured yourself to draw this painting…”
Gong Ya spoke with concern. In the mont when Li Fan’s blood had been shed, she distinctly felt that Li Fan’s flawless, impenetrable, and inscrutable cultivation level had rippled slightly.
It felt as if… a fundantal piece of his Dao foundation had been taken away with that drop of blood.
She understood that her own limited cultivation level was insignificant in comparison to Li Fan’s, and it was impossible for her to perceive his true state. But now, even she could sense the change…
This could only an that Li Fan had suffered considerable damage!
Yet Li Fan simply replied indifferently:
“It’s just a small wound; it doesn’t matter.”
As he spoke, he looked at the calendar and murmured:
“Saint… God… Chaos…”
From the inscriptions on the two bronze lamps, he had reconstructed the Immortal Calendar, but three pages of the calendars left behind by the Divine Jumper were still missing.
He had a faint premonition that perhaps, once he fully restored all those calendars, so mysteries… would finally be uncovered.
“Master, we’ve returned!”
At that mont, Wu Dade’s voice echoed from outside the door!
Li Fan turned his gaze, and saw the courtyard gate being pushed open as four disciples entered together.
Long Zixuan, Dugu Yuqing, Wu Dade, and Su Baiqian!
Li Fan’s heart swelled with joy at the sight and he said:
“Baiqian, Dade, you’re finally back.”
Wu Dade rushed forward, full of emotion, and said:
“Master… I-I’ve missed you all so much; I thought I might never see you again…!”
As he spoke, his voice even choked a little.
Su Baiqian’s eyes also brimd with unspeakable emotions, but she couldn’t form the words to express them. Instead, she bowed deeply and said:
“Disciple greets Master!”
In truth, during this journey, all the disciples were prepared to face death—possibly never to return.
Even as they braced for the end, their longing for the small mountain village and their reverence for Li Fan only grew stronger, never fading.
So, upon suddenly returning to the village—to the courtyard—it was like wanderers finally coming ho, eliciting such heartfelt emotion.
“It’s good that you’re back.”
Li Fan rely smiled faintly and said:
“Tonight, Master will prepare sothing delicious for you all.”
Upon hearing those words, Wu Dade and Su Baiqian’s eyes filled with gratitude and delight.
“Eh, Master, is this your new work?”
At that mont, Dugu Yuqing suddenly noticed the calendar on the stone table and asked curiously.
The disciples all turned their attention to it.
“No… this-this isn’t rely a painting; it’s an imnse and boundless space-ti!”
Long Zixuan trembled inwardly.
“This vast space-ti… resembles the Immortal Land that revealed the Origin Qi of the Immortal Dao. Could it be that the rebirth of the Immortal Land is because… Master created this painting?”
Dugu Yuqing murmured in wonder.
At this mont, all of the disciples were almost completely certain.
When the Dark Supres were repelled, when the Stopper erged, and the Immortal Land of the darkened Dao was rejuvenated, they had already surmised that it must have been Master who made a move.
However, they hadn’t understood how Li Fan achieved it…
Now it seed that it was rely through a single painting…
“Master painted the Immortal Dao space-ti…”
Su Baiqian softly spoke the truth!
The disciples’ emotions turned complicated. The Immortal Dao space-ti, hailed as the first great civilization born in the Dark Universe, had been annihilated countless epochs ago; its traces remained only as fragnted records in the oldest manuscripts.
Yet now, their Master had painted it into existence!
What kind of god-like ability was this?
Gong Ya then added:
“Master shed a drop of blood for this painting…”
Upon hearing this, the disciples’ expressions subtly shifted.
Master… shed blood?
Such a thing… had never happened before!
In their eyes, Li Fan was always invincible, capable of crushing the strongest adversaries with a re wave of his hand.
Yet now, he had to shed blood…
“Master… are you alright?”
Wu Dade asked with concern.
Li Fan chuckled and said:
“It’s only a drop of blood; no need to make a fuss, don’t worry about it.”
Then, he paused briefly and added:
“By the way, Zixuan, did you manage to find the Ancient Bronze Lamps on this trip?”
After all, if they could collect nine Ancient Bronze Lamps… according to the System’s prophecy, he could beco invincible…
Although he found this Dog System unreliable, Li Fan was still inclined to see what would happen if all the lamps were gathered and how the Dog System would handle the outco…
Long Zixuan imdiately and respectfully presented two Ancient Bronze Lamps!
They had released Cheng Huanhuan and Yu Tian, but the Lamps of Origin that had been lit within their Daoist Sceneries had been retrieved by the disciples.
Li Fan’s eyes glead with delight at the sight of the two lamps.
They had truly been retrieved.
Taking the two lamps, he glanced at them and nodded.
The lamps were identical to the previous ones, their inscriptions similarly resonant, while one of them showcased writings related to the Divine Path.
“Very well.”
Li Fan stored away the lamps and the calendar, comnting:
“Stay here while I take care of sothing.”
Saying this, Li Fan took the items and walked into his study.
He placed the Ancient Bronze Lamps back on the table, and hung the calendar on the wall.
Taking out the kerosene left behind by the Divine Jumper, he refilled the newly found lamps.
The black flas burned higher and brighter.
“Only five lamps remain.”
“We’re close.”
Li Fan murmured to himself before leaving the study.
“Master, let’s go feast now!”
Wu Dade exclaid:
“We’ve brought a bounty of big birds this ti!”
Li Fan chuckled—this Dade was as diligent as ever; even upon returning to the village, he had spared no effort in hunting prey.
“Very well, let’s go; it’s ti to feast!”
With that, he led the disciples toward the village’s feast grounds.
…
And at this very mont.
In so distant, darkened domain.
“How is this possible…”
The Silent One stood frozen, his body trembling slightly!
The Dark Supre, an existence deed invincible in mortal terms, had extended his hand only for it to be severed.
Moreover, a single strand of Qi pursued the Dark Supre’s severed hand, striking deep into the pitch-black gate.
Even the gate failed to shield it!
“This supre entity who acted… is undoubtedly in grave danger.”
The Silent One murmured. He sensed with certainty that though it was rely a strand of Qi, the repercussions for this Supre entity would likely be catastrophic.
The Undying… might even suffer grave injuries!
But the most alarming aspect was what happened next!
The Immortal Land had reappeared!
Su Baiqian successfully attained the Immortal Seed, drawing the ire of darkness and inciting the Supre to suppress and kill her. Yet now, the entire world was able to nd its fractured Dao foundations…
“That fragnt of yours… certainly made its move.”
The Silent One cast his gaze toward the throne of darkness.
His conviction was unwavering.
In the boundless cosmos, only that being could instill such terror in the Supres…
The entity seated on the Dark Throne rely remarked indifferently:
“You overstepped your bounds.”
“Attacking soone that matters to him—this is rely his response. When one dares to strike, they must be prepared to bear the consequences.”
“The deaths of Supres, the fulfillnt of the most dreaded prophecies within the darkness… all of these are the price.”
At these words, the Silent One spoke hesitantly:
“But, prior to our actions, we hadn’t realized the connection between that individual and him!”
Indeed, had they understood the relationship beforehand…
The entirely darkened skies would have tread carefully!
“It matters not.”
The entity on the Dark Throne answered faintly:
“Beyond the boundary is beyond the boundary; reasoning is unnecessary.”
The Silent One fell silent.
After a long, long ti, he finally said:
“He caused the Immortal Land to reappear. We will not let this pass lightly.”
Once the Forbidden Path laid out by that entity was traversed, it would give rise to Creator after Creator… the darkness could not tolerate this.
The return of the Immortal Land had granted people the frawork of authentic Immortal Dao cultivation, enabling them to obtain Immortal Seeds… this had crossed the limits of what the darkness could permit.
The being on the Dark Throne returned coldly:
“Then keep trying.”
The Silent One lapsed once more into silence…
To keep trying? Trying ant dying… none dared to act rashly under these circumstances.
“Oh, intend to try, we must indeed.”
At that instant, an unfamiliar voice broke the hush within the darkened void.
A new presence appeared—a dark creature traversing space-ti itself. Wherever it walked, ti and space seed to halt.
Upon recognizing the figure, the Silent One visibly stirred and spoke with respect:
“Senior Brother… what brings you here?”
The man was none other than the Silent One’s senior brother—The Stopper!
With asured steps, The Stopper approached the Dark Throne. Without bowing, he rely asked with calm objectivity:
“The reappearance of Immortal Dao space-ti… what divine skill did he employ?”
The Dark Throne answered faintly:
“He painted a picture. Shed a single drop of blood, that’s all.”
The Stopper nodded thoughtfully:
“As I suspected.”
“If my assumptions are correct, this ti, he has stripped away the very source of his Immortal Dao to recreate the Immortal Land.”
“He has discarded the Immortal Dao Origin, impairing his cultivation. Even if his realm hasn’t declined, it must be wavering.”
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Goodnight, let rest for now; I’m exhausted and stuck on my writing.
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