Chapter 639: Chapter 073 Ominous Sign
Netherworld Palace.
Heavenly Wave Mansion.
Mu Qingyan felt an inexplicable tremor in her heart, as her Cultivation of the Heavenly Heart Sword Body seed still unstable.
It always fell a sliver short of Great Perfection.
"Where exactly is the problem? The Heavenly Heart Sword Body, that it cannot be perfected. With the Heavenly Heart Sword Body incomplete, even if I obtained the Life Soul of that True Holy Daughter, I won’t be able to lay down a complete foundation. Subsequent Cultivation will be fraught with difficulties."
"The path of the Nine Transitions is so long..."
Mu Qingyan mused with a light sigh in her heart.
She pondered for a long ti, but could not find an answer.
At this mont, intermittent headaches began to assail her again, and she couldn’t help but gently stroke her forehead, showing a pained expression.
Every ti such a headache occurred, her thoughts would involuntarily drift towards a person, a rather inexplicable man.
This man was the one called ’Zhou Yan’ from that Breeding Ground world.
Only, he always felt familiar, yet there was not a single mory related to him in her mind.
"Heavenly Heart is also a Demon Heart, could all this really have a reason?"
"Could it be, that scene in the Illusion Realm beyond the Heavenly Heart Secret Realm actually happened? Just not in this era, or perhaps not within my God Realm cycle?"
Mu Qingyan’s gaze showed a hint of confusion, but quickly, her Cultivation conviction shattered this haze of perplexity, her will and determination remained unshakably strong.
"Illusions are ultimately illusions, Heart Demons are ultimately Heart Demons. It might well be that my spirit is shackled, and thus the Tao cannot advance. Therefore, I shall slay the Heart Demon and face the Heavenly Heart."
"To be obsessed with a non-existent illusion, to persist over a minor character in the Breeding Ground, what is the point of that? As an extraordinary woman of the Ten Thousand Realms, when have you beco so sentintal?"
Mu Qingyan gave a light smile, as if mocking herself, talking to herself.
Her voice was so pleasant that it could make her own heart lt and intoxicate, but her words were filled with a trace of cold murderous intent.
"If, indeed, it all began with this person, who constantly brings out my Heart Demon, then it would be well to put an end to it. He wants the Holy Daughter’s Life Soul and must go to Netherworld’s Life and Death Illusion Realm, and Jiu Que has made him a Soul Token—though Jiu Que does not know I am fully aware of all this—I will sense him when he cos here, and then I can slay him directly.
Since he is my Heart Demon, by removing this Heart Demon, I shall reach resolution—the more I hesitate to kill, the more I must kill."
Feeling an unsettling sensation in her heart, Mu Qingyan imdiately made this decision.
With the decision made, she sighed in relief, and her lancholy dispersed instantly, the throbbing feeling also gradually disappeared after a sharp pain.
She seed to have recovered completely as if there was no more pain to speak of, or perhaps, the pain has numbed her due to so change, so that her body felt nothing.
...
Starry Universe.
The cold and desolate universe was always filled with dark and somber breaths.
After stepping into the starry sky, Zhou Yan took out the long-dormant Heavenly chanism Order.
The Heavenly chanism Order was still lackluster, but when Zhou Yan concentrated his Realm to the extre, genuinely reaching the Peak State of the Nine Changes of Sword Void, the Heavenly chanism Order suddenly turned scorching hot.
This heat was slowly fernting, as if the accumulating energy was about to usher in a massive burst.
Zhou Yan watched the Heavenly chanism Order shift from dark to fiery red, waiting silently.
"Hum—"
Suddenly, the entire space seed cloaked in a fiery hue, and the universe put on a mysterious veil, becoming unreal.
It was as if a switch had been flipped between reality and illusion, and Zhou Yan felt as though he had suddenly entered into a dream.
The environnt before him abruptly changed, and the forrly imposing and chilly Tianji Mountain stood right before his eyes, the surroundings still dark and void, yet it looked different from what he had seen before.
Tianji Mountain was still there, but this was Zhou Yan’s third climb.
On this third climb of Tianji Mountain, what answers would he face?
This was sothing to look forward to, sothing exciting, but now Zhou Yan cald his heart, no longer allowing any emotional fluctuations.
Strangely, a bizarre scene appeared before Zhou Yan’s eyes, as if awakening from the depths of mory, or like a hallucinatory dream—that was a dark and damp place, he was bound by twelve chains of Order, a woman radiating with a chilling coldness looked down at him with an indistinct cold smile, that utterly indifferent gaze, piercing straight into the depth of his heart, making one’s heart shiver.
"...You climb to the Peak, yet beneath your feet lies the blood of those you care the most."
"Their blood has paved your path.
Their heads have sanctified your Peak.
Their flesh has sated your hunger.
Their Cultivation has bolstered your vitality..."
That very familiar and heart-stirring voice, yet ti and again it tore at the spirit, making the soul ache.
The voice, like an insistent demon, kept erging in his mind.
"Is this... the mory and answer I seek?"
Zhou Yan forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts rising in his heart and sighed deeply.
Though he had long prepared to face any hardship or misfortune, he had never thought that upon taking the first step here, all sorts of anomalies and hallucinations would co crashing like a tempest.
This was an unstoppable confusion, as if Heart Demons were constantly active in his heart.
The clutter in his mind, at no other mont could be more complex, more myriad than now.
"You’ve arrived, so climb the mountain. Gu Yan, lead him up."
An elderly voice transmitted the ssage, yet the sound echoed in all directions.
Muffled, aged, decayed, powerless.
Such was the ambiance this voice conveyed.
Different from the once spirited and vigorous, barely ten years, Tianji Mountain had aged. The Heavenly chanism Sect Master, Zhuge Wuwei, seed to have aged as well.
The years had aged, and so had ti.
Objects and people change, the years formidable.
"Yan’er, I hadn’t expected you would reach the Sword Void Nine Transformation Realm so quickly... co with ."
A figure appeared before Zhou Yan, so young, his visage so handso.
His eyes were no longer blind; instead, they shone brightly, filled with divine strength.
He was dressed in white, like a divine being descended to the mortal world.
He was Zhuge Guyan, once the middle-aged uncle, now an extrely handso figure, as if he underwent a transformation like the shedding of skin and bones.
"Gu Yan... Uncle."
Zhou Yan hesitated for a mont, calling out softly.
Zhuge Guyan nodded slightly, showing little emotion.
Not so intimate, but certainly not unfamiliar or distant.
"Co."
He said.
Then he walked forward step by step, not looking like he was climbing a mountain, but each step he took traced the intricate patterns of sun, moon, and stars.
Zhou Yan didn’t need to understand anything, just following these steps, he felt the rotation of heaven and earth, the sun, moon, and stars whirling around him.
In a mont, after forty-five steps, the two arrived halfway up a mountain peak.
Different from that dark and cold place, everything here was natural.
The sky clear, the air fresh, thousands of scents floating, and clouds drifting at low depths.
Everything seed natural and exquisitely beautiful, like entering an unreal perfect world, all perfectly aligned with the essence of Dao Technique of Nature.
"Yan’er, now take the steps in reverse order, forty-five steps forward, that’s as far as I can take you."
Gu Yan turned around, his voice calm, but tinged with traces of a sigh.
He said, lightly patting Zhou Yan’s shoulder.
Everything seed to be understood without words.
This gesture was encouragent, a benediction to take care, and a tacit understanding without words.
"Forty-five steps, set the Nine Five Universe. Another forty-five steps, combine the double nine to five changes. Stars proliferate, the Tao does not advance... according to Qi Fortune, does this forebode... disaster?"
Zhou Yan pondered briefly in his heart, a sinking feeling in his chest.
But no matter what, he would not shy away.
"Uncle, I’m going now, take care of yourself. Don’t worry, uncle, no matter what, I will save Xi’er."
Zhou Yan said.
So things are hard to say, but Zhou Yan still said it.
Sotis, what can’t be done shouldn’t be promised. But Zhou Yan didn’t think he could necessarily achieve it, yet he promised. Because at least at the mont of the promise, he was utterly sincere.
This was an encouragent to himself, an incentive, and a way to give back for Gu Xi’s actions—for now, he was no longer as ignorant. He had checked Gu Xi’s condition many tis, and his conclusion was—this was the act of a higher being.
That the Holy Daughter’s Life Soul could be restored, was because, the Holy Daughter’s Life Soul was also a higher being’s Life Soul, containing the Life Chart of a higher being.
Those in the Breeding Ground seed incredibly lowly, with no status to speak of.
Life and death, entirely controlled within the palm of the higher beings. Gu Xi’s condition, it was crushed by the cruel thods of the higher beings, much worse than he had imagined.
The Thunder Origin Sword God helped stabilize, which truly was a big favor, probably a consolation for the Holy Daughter—after all, the Thunder Origin Sword God is just a steward of the higher being’s family, equivalent to a servant, he dared not offend Jiang Tianling, but he also wouldn’t dare offend Jiang Yuning.
All things were gradually unveiling their beginning.
Zhou Yan knew that he was about to uncover more mysteries, learning the answers he had once crazily sought.
...
"If you’ve arrived, co on in, the old man hasn’t welcod visitors in a long ti."
Zhuge Wuwei’s voice was still very old.
In less than ten years of absence, he seed to have been struck by a thousand years of ti.
When Zhou Yan saw him, he could hardly believe that this was soone who had reached the Nine Origin Sword Saint’s Peak Realm, because he was indeed very old—so old that his skin sagged loosely, like a layer of human skin wrapped around dead wood; so old that it was sowhat terrifying.
Those dense wrinkles could no longer be considered just wrinkles, because those endless crevices were like the contours of Earth’s mountains and rivers.
Truly a face decayed with age, filled with endless years of weathering.
Before this, Zhou Yan had seen countless old n, but no one could appear older than Zhuge Wuwei at this mont.
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