Chapter 2032
Chapter 2032
Regardless of the current situation, the appearance of this stranger might be a new backer for Cloud Valley. Thinking of this, the Enlighter started to get excited. "Senior, my Cloud Valley would like to do our best to serve you. Please lead us through this disaster."
The man who was being addressed looked surprised by what he had learned. "That bunch of ants from back then actually managed to take out five of the Six Mainlands. It really was a mistake to dismiss those people. Their fears from back then have actually become reality."
After a pause, the man asked the Enlighter, "Do you know about death energy?"
The Enlighter was caught off guard. "Death energy? I’ve heard of it. It’s the power that’s used by Lu Yin, the leader of the Great Eastern Alliance."
"Tell me more."
The Enlighter took a moment to organize his thoughts before answering, "The Fifth Mainland once hosted a competition called ZENITH, which was organized to select the strongest youths of our time and find a peerless individual. At first, my Sixth Mainland was guaranteed to win with our Daosource Three Skies participating. However, all of them were defeated, and it was all because of death energy. Before that, this junior had never even heard of death energy.
"After that, my Cloud Valley made a point of investigating the matter, and we found that death energy is the power of the Specter clan and that it comes from the legendary God of Death. However, a legend is nothing but a legend in the end. The God of Death could have never truly existed, and it is simply a myth that was most likely fabricated by the Specter clan…"
The man listened in silence, but his eyes started mocking the Enlighter. The God of Death never existed? Ridiculous!
If even the God of Death was regarded as nothing more than a legend, then just how much time had passed? Was there anyone in the current era who remembered the man or his time?
"That Lu Yin used his death energy, and his body transformed-" As soon as the Enlighter got this far, the man interrupted him.
“Alright, you don’t need to say anything further."
The man did not care at all about what had happened when Lu Yin had used death energy. When it came to using death energy, the man was confident that no one in the current era could match him. Even in his own time, there had been very few who were his equal. After all, he was one of the God of Death’s disciples. "Where is that Lu Yin?"
The Enlighter respectfully answered, "I don't know. There was a massive battle that was just fought, so he may still be in the Innerverse."
After that, the man disappeared before the Enlighter’s eyes.
The Enlighter quickly searched about, but he could not find anyone at all. He regretted answering the man’s questions so readily, and he would not have said anything if he had known that this would happen.
That man had to have been a true powerhouse. What a pity that he had left.
…
In the Cosmic Sea, a scream ripped through space with enough force that the sea water began to boil.
There was a woman on a deserted island who was trembling as she stared at her image in a mirror, her face pale. "How could this be? How could this be? My face is aged, and my skin is dry! What happened? Ah-!"
She started shouting again, "Wrinkles! I actually have wrinkles! How? No, I need to get my looks back! I can’t end up be compared to that bitch! Where is a beautician? Where is the beautician? I have to find one!"
After she finished speaking, the entire island shattered as the woman tore through space and shot away.
...
In the Neoverse, a gigantic monster that looked positively ferocious spread its wings across thousands of miles as it flew north.
The astral beast’s breath was enough to cause space itself to tremble, and everyone it passed by quivered in its wake.
On the back of the creature was a bearded man sitting down cross-legged. His head was nodding in a very leisurely manner as he hummed some nameless tune. He was clearly in a good mood.
"Zizi, it's been so long, yet I'm still alive, hahahaha! Life is truly amazing." The bearded man laughed cheerfully. In front of him, there was an entire group of cultivators squatting low. Among them was City Lord Qing, who was a powerful Envoy. Despite his strength, City Lord Qing was bent over while staring at the bearded man in fear.
The bearded man kept browsing through a gadget. "This thing is quite interesting, haha."
As he spoke, the man looked over at City Lord Qing. "Boy, what are you looking at? Have you never seen a heroic warrior like me before?"
City Lord Qing forced out a smile, but he did not dare to answer.
He remained speechless at his fate. He had been in a group of people who had been drafted to join the battle in the Starfall Sea in the Innerverse. After humanity had suffered defeat, City Lord Qing had been taken back to the Neoverse. He had then quickly gathered some resources from Skyraiser City, but as he started making his way towards the Honor Zone, he had run into a powerful corpse king and had spent a long time fighting it. Just when he had started to resume his journey, the bearded man had fallen out of the void.
From that moment on, City Lord Qing had transformed from an elite and powerful Envoy into a simple servant. Not only was he forced to answer all kinds of random questions posed by the bearded man, but the Envoy was also forced to wait upon the odd man. Fortunately, the powerhouse was not a cruel person.
City Lord Qing was acting this obediently because he had sensed the bearded man’s terrifying strength. Forget the man himself—just the astral beast that they were riding upon was strong enough to leave City Lord Qing breathless.
"It's good to be away from that broken era—there were too many freaks back then. This era is much better, though five of the six Mainlands have been destroyed by the Aeternals. Just how powerful have those monsters become? This is a bit difficult," the bearded man muttered to himself. He then turned and looked to the side. "Hey, why aren’t you saying something? What are you playing at? You look like you’re about to be overwhelmed by your emotions."
In the direction that the bearded man was looking, at the very end of the astral beast’s wing, stood a young man.
Although his back was to the creature’s back, City Lord Qing could feel a fathomless aura from the young man. It was a feeling that City Lord Qing had only ever felt from Lu Yin. It was as though the youth was a 10,000-year-old volcano that could erupt with unimaginable destructive power at any moment.
This young man was wearing a white robe lined with golden thread. In the current era, this outfit meant nothing, and there were many clothes that were much more impressive looking. However, in the past, these clothes had indicated that the one wearing them held a special status: Dao Chosen.
"What is there to say? Since we are here, we are destined to restore the glory of humanity to this current era." The young man spoke slowly as a smile appeared on his face. “We will bring back the Heavens Sect era."
The bearded man rolled his eyes. "As arrogant as ever. You are already aware of just how powerful our own era was, but the humanity of that time was still defeated by the Aeternals and was reduced to this current state. Do you really believe that you can reverse this situation all on your own?"
"The Aeternals were only able to achieve such victories because they managed to cut off two eras of humanity. No matter how successful they might be right now, without a successor, they will also start to fade. Take the true universe right now—Envoys are unable to replenish their stellular energy. In such an environment, we can’t help but be the underdog."
The bearded man contemptuously spat, "Even if I can’t replenish my stellular energy, I’ll still win!"
The young man lifted his head high. "The gap between this era and our own has cut off humanity’s future, but since we have returned, the future can be restored, or at least, a new future can be created."
"That all depends on whether you get the opportunity. Do you believe that the Aeternals will give you that chance? They aren’t stupid," the bearded man said, but then he suddenly grinned. "I wonder what will happen if you meet with the Lu family’s Dao Chosen right now. After all this time, he’s definitely a true Progenitor."
The young man laughed. "True. If he’s still alive, he’d definitely be a Progenitor."
The bearded man's expression changed slightly. He continued to review the records of the current era. It was clear that the Daosource Sect had collapsed long ago, and the Lu family had been reduced to being a reviled primeval surname. The people who had been gathered by the bearded man were ignorant of what had happened in the past, which meant that it was important to find someone with real authority and knowledge.
However, the bearded man looked back down at the gadget he held. He was looking at a picture of someone. Was this man related to the Lu family?
The man was studying a picture of Lu Yin.
…
In a flowzone in the western reaches of the Innerverse that was separated from the Aeternus Kingdom on Chaosgod Mountain by two tributary Astral Rivers, a strange white cloud drifted through outer space.
It should be impossible for a cloud to exist in space, but the void was distorted around this cloud. It looked as though it was connected to a certain area, and the darkness of outer space was dotted with white specks.
A touch of black suddenly appeared among the white clouds, and a pleasant voice came from it, "They are coming from several directions."
When the voice finished speaking, the black color vanished, only to be replaced by a red one that was the color of blood. "No, is it too far away? Or, did it actually disappear?"
The voice stopped again, and the red also vanished. A hand as white as jade stretched out from the white cloud. Its fingers were slender, and its palm was simply exquisite.
When the hand stretched out, its palm facing upwards, there were some strange fluctuations that emanated from it. "There it is."
The voice disappeared, and so did the fluctuations around the hand.
At this moment, in the distance, a green bamboo shot towards the white clouds.
The white cloud didn't move, and the green bamboo simply turned into powder when it approached.
Marquis Green Bamboo appeared in space, staring solemnly at the white cloud. "Who are you?"
The white cloud did not move or respond at all.
A Semi-Progenitor corpse king appeared on the other side, and scarlet eyes stared at the white cloud. The creature’s hands suddenly clasped together, and a huge phantom appeared behind the corpse king. It took on the form of a towering giant that smashed a hand down upon the white cloud. Space froze, and the area was squeezed with enough force that everything warped.
Still, the white cloud did not move.
The hand shattered the clouds, and absolutely nothing remained behind.
Marquis Green Bamboo’s expression changed. What had happened? He had clearly confirmed that someone had been in this place.
Suddenly, a thread appeared behind the corpse king. It tied itself to the creature’s wrist while the other end drifted off into nothingness. Then, only a beautiful white hand appeared.
"Quick! Sever your arm!" Marquis Green Bamboo screamed.
The Semi-Progenitor corpse king instantly sliced off its wrist. The creature believed that by doing so, it could remove the thread. However, the thread inexplicably reappeared at the top of the ruined arm. Blood continued to spill into outer space as the Semi-Progenitor corpse king took action again, this time removing the entire arm. Still, the thread returned, this time connected to the corpse king’s heart.
"It’s a thread of Destiny. Break it if you can," a sweet voice called out, though there was no one to be seen.
Marquis Green Bamboo was horrified. While he had lived for many, many years, he had not been around during humanity’s most prosperous era. In that era, the Daosource Sect had been known as the Heavens Sect, and all creatures had been subservient to the sect. Humanity’s cultivation had blossomed during that era, and they had pursued more than just the path of stellular energy. Back then, the creation of different cultivation methods had been encouraged.
During that ancient era, who had cared if there was no stellular energy?
The thread that had appeared had absolutely nothing to do with stellular energy. The Aeternals had wanted to deplete stellular energy from the true universe so that they could enslave humans more easily. But while this was a useful method against the humans of the current era, it was practically useless to people from humanity’s golden era.
Many people had walked their own paths, and their cultivation methods were ones that they alone used.
The Semi-Progenitor corpse king grabbed hold of the thread, but the closer the disappearing end of the thread moved to the corpse king, the more the creature’s body fell apart. When the end of the thread arrived at the corpse king’s body, its body also vanished.
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"Has cultivation fallen compared to before? Is that how you destroyed five of the Six Mainlands?" The pleasant voice spoke again as the thread disappeared.
Marquis Green Bamboo suddenly unleashed all his strength. Countless shoots of green bamboo pierced space in all directions. Then, the mental network enveloped the marquis, and he was dragged up and captured.
He had done this on purpose. He had no means of protecting himself from that thread, so he would rather allow himself to be captured. While he had no idea how long he would remain trapped for, it was still better than death.