Volume 1, Chapter 459 – Secrets

If Shi Lan’s cultivation were high enough, she might be able to use the imprints within those Supreme remains to locate the worlds they had once belonged to.

Compared with the remains of those Supremes, the Dao repositories within those worlds might hold even greater value.

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Void Space, Reincarnation Hall.

A man clad in crimson armor overlaid with flowing gold slowly stepped out of the Mission Hall, looking somewhat absent-minded.

As the only survivor from the battlefield of the Qiongluo Realm, although the war mission had failed, he had previously fought against Supremes, so the Main God had not judged him to have fled before battle.

As a result, not only did he escape punishment, he had unexpectedly made a tremendous profit from it.

After leaving the hall, Yangzun took a single step, crossed countless small worlds, and arrived beneath a Spirit Moon Tree.

Under the tree sat a young man in meditation, cross-legged. His face was deathly pale, as though he were terminally ill, his vitality faint and thin.

“Many thanks for your warning, Mister Dongfang.”

Yangzun bowed deeply. Noticing that the man’s condition was far from good, he could not help frowning.

“Sir, what happened to you?”

Dongfang Yunqi slowly opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, it seemed as though they had been scorched by some mysterious power, leaving them a ghastly white.

“I saw a fragment of the future.”

“What kind of future?”

“All the heavens shattered, the Myriad Worlds collapsing, the universe returning to nothingness.”

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Dongfang Yunqi’s words made Yangzun involuntarily suck in a cold breath.

He had no doubt whatsoever about this divination. The fact that he was standing here now was inseparable from the hexagram Dongfang Yunqi had cast back then.

“When will that future arrive?”

“It is not far off. Several hundred thousand years from now, perhaps even sooner.”

Dongfang Yunqi lifted his head and looked at the sky, barely managing to tug the corner of his mouth into a faint arc.

Within that vision, he had seen many unspeakable horrors.

And yet beneath the ruined heavens, a spark still remained. In the end, some living being would restart the world.

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The radiant brilliance of the great sun streamed through the clouds, casting seven-colored divine light.

Beneath blue skies and emerald sea, Tianbai was practicing off to one side while Shi Lan sat cross-legged by the shore, rapidly flipping through several ancient books.

The damage to her primordial spirit was somewhat severe. For the time being, it was inconvenient for her to use divine sense, so she could only rely on this comparatively slow method.

A great many ancient texts were stored on this island. From them, Shi Lan discovered many strange changes that had taken place in the Lingyang Realm since the Primordial Age.

These records contained maps of the Lingyang continent. After comparing them carefully with her memories, Shi Lan abruptly realized in shock that the landmass of Lingyang had become many times smaller than it had been in antiquity.

The reason the Boundless Sea was called boundless was because it was immeasurable, practically endless.

From the Primordial Age until now, this endless ocean had been steadily devouring the land, swallowing up no one knew how many divine kingdoms and imperial territories.

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After discovering this, Shi Lan could not help recalling certain secrets Chu Hanzhou had once told her.

In ancient times, a supreme expert of the Celestial God Race had once come to the Lingyang Realm. Bearing heavenly law upon his lips, he raised the entire continent by three hundred zhang in exchange for the continuation of his Dao lineage.

Not long ago, when Shi Lan was searching for a place to undergo tribulation, she had frequently gone in and out of the continent’s outer edges.

She remembered very clearly that at the edge of the continent, the land stood no more than a hundred zhang above sea level, and in some low-lying valleys, the distance from the sea was only a few dozen zhang.

Clearly, the seawater was still rising little by little.

After a while, Shi Lan closed the ancient book in her hands, her brows knitting slightly. What she had discovered today gave her a bad feeling.

Step—

The tremor coming up from the ground interrupted Shi Lan’s thoughts as Ruisuo strode over.

“Let’s go.”

Shi Lan had already sent her a message this morning, informing her that she was preparing to leave this sea region.

Here, Shi Lan was an outsider. Without Ruisuo escorting her, she would inevitably run into all sorts of trouble.

She traveled light and had nothing to take with her, save for leaving two immortal herbs behind in the bamboo hut, sealed within an array.

Whether Ruisuo accepted them was one matter. Whether Shi Lan gave them was another.

Scooping up Tianbai, Shi Lan stepped onto Ruisuo’s back. Their group set off at once, rising into the air and heading out of the sea region.

Ruisuo’s body stretched for dozens of li, completely unconcealed as she swept across the heavens. Hidden among strand after strand of her fur, Shi Lan and Tianbai were impossible to spot.

After the past two days of observation, Shi Lan had already gained a rough understanding of the territorial divisions in the surrounding area.

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The makeup of the forces here was extremely complex. None who had managed to escape the blade-edge of the ancient human race were weak, and the bloodlines they had passed down were naturally powerful as well.

The island Ruisuo occupied was called Bitian. In this stretch of sea, there were tens of thousands of islands, large and small, just like it.

Originally, there had not been so many islands. Later, as the various races gradually developed, mighty beings of great divine powers moved mountains from the seafloor and created land, and only then did the present spectacle of ten thousand islands gathered together come into being.

Within this sea region, the strongest faction was not any one of the three races, but the sea race that lived within the boundless ocean.

The sea race encompassed all manner of beings. Some among them were long-lived species that had survived from ancient times to the present, possessing terrifying strength beyond imagination.

Judging from the legends passed down on these islands, beneath the seafloor there absolutely existed powerful exotic species capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Sovereigns.

Such mighty beings generally slumbered in unseen deep seas. A single turn of the body meant that several thousand, even tens of thousands, of years would pass, and they rarely set foot in the mortal world.

Of course, there were also more active sea clans. Some of them even occupied quite a few islands. The strongest among them was called the Heavenly Halberd Race, whose true form was a strange kind of fish. The mightiest experts in the clan were no weaker than the emperors of the three races.

As Ruisuo crossed through the void, even larger shadows occasionally swept past high overhead.

After observing for a while, Shi Lan noticed a pattern. The beings flying at the same altitude as Ruisuo all possessed roughly similar strength.

In this sea region, even one’s flying height in the sky was determined by strength.

The journey remained calm and uneventful. After several hours, Shi Lan had already left that sea region.

“Thank you for your help. If fate allows, we will meet again.”

Too many secrets were hidden within that sea region. Shi Lan planned to return one day after her cultivation had advanced further and take another look.

“Shi Lan, I would rather Ruitu not see you again. I hope you can understand.”

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Ruisuo’s words were blunt, and Shi Lan felt somewhat helpless.

From the perspective of a mother, Ruisuo’s feelings were not difficult to understand.

“Still, I wish you good luck.”

Ruisuo had already turned to leave, and her voice drifted back from afar, making Shi Lan shake her head with a smile.

“The same to you.”

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“Shi Lan, where are you now?”

“Return to the Central Heaven Domain within two days!”

“The Huangze Mausoleum is about to open. The opportunity will vanish in an instant!!”

Shi Lan was traveling with Tianbai. Just as she neared land, the Demon-Suppressing Token suddenly trembled and transmitted several messages, each more urgent than the last, all from Chu Hanzhou.

He had found someone among the upper ranks of the Demon-Suppressing Army and sent the messages through the Demon-Suppressing Token.

Shi Lan was not surprised. After sending back a brief reply, she suppressed the injuries to her primordial spirit and increased her speed, shooting toward the southwestern region of the Central Heaven Domain.

That was the direction of Chu Hanzhou’s territory, the fief of King Xuan.

As one of the four great princes beneath the Sovereign, among the seventy-two prefectures of the Central Heaven Domain, he alone held thirteen of them!