Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Celestial Court, ng Po Soup, Underworld
Looking at the dozens of arrays around the sect, the disciples felt numb, and Master Qingxuan felt numb.
"You will be in charge of tomorrow’s disciple ceremony, and there is no need to tell
about it."
With that said, Chen Lan disappeared.
"Yes, Sect Leader!" Master Qingxuan quickly clasped his fists and bowed.
Imdiately, he took a deep breath and continued to focus on his work.
...
Bolan City.
A small village.
Inside a certain household, the stench of blood was overwhelming!
The walls, doors, and bed were all stained with fresh blood.
On the ground lay a man’s corpse in a terrifying death pose.
His chest looked like it had been clawed open by so wild beast, with all his internal organs torn apart, his eyes wide open in death.
Beside the corpse stood a Black Dog, standing on two legs like a human, extrely eerie.
Its claws were dripping with blood, bits of flesh still clinging to them, terrifyingly grueso.
Its mouth was also stained with foul blood, as if it was still chewing on sothing.
The Black Dog fixed its gaze on the man’s corpse with a strangely human sense of satisfaction and relief, as if reveling in revenge.
"Who are you?"
At that mont, in the previously empty environnt, suddenly a man’s voice sounded.
The Black Dog leapt back, jumping onto the bed, baring its teeth in the direction of the voice, and emitted a low growl like a car engine.
A young man appeared there, shocking the Black Dog because it hadn’t noticed his arrival at all.
There was only one possibility: this man was at a higher realm than it was!
"Who are you?!" the Black Dog asked in a low voice, speaking human words.
"Are you here to avenge this man?" The Black Dog thought of sothing, becoming sowhat angry, "He killed my mother, killed my brothers. Though I am an animal, I know to repay kindness. If you’re here for revenge, I’m ready to fight."
"No, his death has nothing to do with ," Chen Lan shook his head and smiled.
He wasn’t interested in ddling with all the deaths happening each day.
"Your realm is Mahayana, so it can’t be the Demon Beast, as now, at most, it’s just Nascent Soul," Chen Lan continued.
"What a load of crap Demon Beast, don’t compare
to that trash!" The Black Dog roared angrily at being compared to a Demon Beast by Chen Lan.
"Then are you from the Profound Dust Realm?" Chen Lan suddenly asked.
With those words, the Black Dog’s body shuddered, growing stiff, and its eyes gradually beca vacant as it asked in puzzlent, "How do you know that? Could you also be reincarnated?"
"Reincarnation? What do you an?" Chen Lan caught this keyword and quickly asked.
Indeed, this trip was not in vain; he had sensed it when the Black Dog killed.
He had deliberately set a Barrier here to prevent others from sensing it.
After setting up an Array, he ca imdiately.
Now seeing the Black Dog’s strong reaction to the Profound Dust Realm, he could judge that this Black Dog and the Blood Demon Ancestor also ca from the Profound Dust Realm or perhaps the Blue Star of the past life.
"No, you’re not; you have no mory of this, you’re of the New World," the Black Dog shook his head.
"New World? That’s a good na," Chen Lan nodded and continued, "You still haven’t answered the earlier question."
"I’m sorry, I can’t say," the Black Dog shook his head, unwilling to answer.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a powerful force suddenly sucked him over, and Chen Lan’s strong hand gripped its neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The Black Dog’s eyes widened, its pupils contracted sharply, sensing the terrifying pressure emanating from Chen Lan, causing its breathing to beco urgent with fear.
Great Emperor, this is the Supre Great Emperor!
There is actually a Supre Great Emperor in the New World!
Such a being had not appeared in the Old World; how could it exist in the New World? This is impossible!
"How about now?" Chen Lan spoke calmly.
His expressionless face filled the Black Dog with terror.
It had just regained its past life mories and didn’t want to die now!
"Great Emperor, I was wrong; let
go, and I’ll tell you everything I know!" the Black Dog quickly spoke.
As soon as the words fell, Chen Lan let go, and the Black Dog fell to the ground.
"Go on," Chen Lan spoke coldly from above.
The Black Dog shook its head, moving its neck and looking at Chen Lan with a bit of grievance.
If you had said you were a Great Emperor earlier, I wouldn’t have pretended so much; what was the point of this farce.
"My mories have not fully recovered; I can only recall a little. I only know that I am from the Celestial Court."
"Celestial Court? What is that?" Chen Lan looked slightly puzzled, searching his mories.
There was no record of the Celestial Court.
"The Celestial Court was a... an organization similar to what your New World people call it, from the Old World."
"Hmm, go on."
Chen Lan pondered thoughtfully; it seed the Old World had various powers, and this Black Dog belonged to one of them.
"The world is in reincarnation; no one can escape it, including our Celestial Court. Whoever they may be, only faces the fate of being obliterated!" As the Black Dog spoke, it showed a human-like fear, with a tremor in its voice.
It was clear that it was afraid; this was an unpleasant mory it did not wish to recall.
"That I know, divine retribution."
"Hmm? Seems you know quite a bit."
"Yes, go on."
"The world’s cycle is unavoidable, but our Celestial Court thought of a way that might let us escape it and be reincarnated, reliving a new life."
"What thod, drinking improved ng Po Soup!"
"ng Po Soup? Underworld?!" Chen Lan’s eyes widened slightly.
ng Po Soup, isn’t that a legendary tale in Huaxia folklore?
It’s the most classic myth, created by so folk expert, but no one knows exactly who, only that it began circulating over a hundred years ago.
He had seen it in so horror and strange novels—it was invented by the people of the New World.
The most classic line is: "After death, go to the Underworld, drink ng Po Soup, forget the past, and be reincarnated!"
It was clearly a myth from the New World, but why did it exist in the Old World as reality?
"You know ng Po Soup?" The Black Dog was surprised and puzzled.
The Underworld shouldn’t have been destroyed during the world cycle, should it?
How could people of the New World know of ng Po Soup?
"Yes, I know, it’s a myth we created here," Chen Lan nodded.
"Impossible, that was real in our Old World, and if that’s so, why don’t you know about the Celestial Court?"
"The Celestial Court I honestly don’t know about," Chen Lan frowned.
ng Po Soup, the Underworld—these he knew; many people knew.
But the Celestial Court existed in the sa world as the Underworld and ng Po Soup, yet they were unaware!
Suddenly, Chen Lan’s pupils contracted, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly; he thought he knew the reason.
"Soone is attempting to awaken the Old World’s mories."
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