Chapter 86: The Prophecy

Chapter 86: The Prophecy

Shen Lian suddenly opened his eyes, "Chen Xue!"

Chen Xue felt the spiritual energy flooding in from every direction, knowing Shen Lian had already begun his ascension.

It immediately responded, merging with Shen Lian.

The man controlling the earth spikes' eyes widened, watching Shen Lian frantically absorb spiritual energy.

"What the hell! You're ascending right now?"

Shen Lian was expressionless as he raised his sword and brought it down, giving the man no chance to react.

Shen Lian cleaved him in two.

At the same time, Shen Lian directly entered the Void Immortal Realm One.

He had fully reached another stage of cultivation.

Becoming an immortal.

Shen Lian withdrew Chen Xue and looked at the border, but didn't leave.

Instead, he turned and headed back to where he had been before.

A flicker of annoyance crossed Shen Lian's brow.

Truth be told, even he didn't know why he had come back, when he hated Yan Huaixuan that much.

And didn't Yan Huaixuan despise him? Why did he insist on saving him, and the most laughable part was that he died because of it.

What was Yan Huaixuan trying to do?

Shen Lian's face was cold, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Yan Huaixuan, is this another one of your martyr tricks?"

"What are you trying to play at now?"

But all was silent around him, with no one answering.

Shen Lian stood there alone.

It made Shen Lian seem so ridiculous.

Look, Yan Huaixuan was dead, and he still came back.

Shen Lian clenched his jaw.

He told himself again—he just didn't want to owe Yan Huaixuan anything else.

He had tried hard to sever ties with Yan Huaixuan, to settle things between them.

But Yan Huaixuan always came to pester him, and their entanglement only grew messier.

Shen Lian told himself that was the only reason.

The cultivation world placed great importance on karma.

He didn't want to achieve immortality later, only to have it ruined by this.

He thought, if Yan Huaixuan truly had even a sliver of a chance at survival, he would at most bring him out, strip away all his memories, and let their past and future fade away completely.

With that thought, a smile finally tugged at the corner of Shen Lian's lips.

He stepped forward and headed toward where the True Immortal battle had taken place.

But Shen Lian searched for three or four days, until the True Immortal's aura faded and the demon creatures began to return.

Still, Shen Lian found no sign of Yan Huaixuan.

The faint smile at the corner of Shen Lian's lips slowly faded.

Shen Lian pressed his lips together, staring at the barren land.

He stood there as the wind and snow fell endlessly, this time covering his body.

Chen Xue couldn't help reminding him, "Let's get out first. The curse won't hold much longer."

Shen Lian's eyelashes fluttered, white snowflakes falling softly.

He took one last look at the land, now white again.

After a long moment, he said hoarsely, "Let's go."

When Shen Lian came out, He Ci had already found the great demon. The great demon could break their curse, but it had one condition.

"What's the condition?"

Shen Lian looked at the man before him—handsome, but dressed extremely flamboyantly. Yes, he was a Peacock spirit.

The peacock spirit's eyes suddenly lit up: "Anything? Then can you be my cultivation partner?"

He Ci's brow twitched violently. "Yesterday you said you wanted me to be your partner!"

He subtly stepped in front of Shen Lian, expressionless. "I'll be your cultivation partner. Now untie it."

The flashy peacock tsked. "You're not as handsome as him. I like pretty ones."

He Ci sneered. "That's fine. I like you, that's all that matters."

The peacock: "..."

Shen Lian, however, looked at He Ci.

He Ci gave him a helpless look. "You just got out, you have no idea—he's a total lunatic."

He Ci said coldly, "Are you going to break it or not?"

The peacock spirit smiled, glancing at He Ci. "Fine, fine. I'll hold onto this request for now. When I think of something later, I'll let you know."

He Ci frowned. "What if it's too much?"

"Don't worry, it'll definitely be within your power. Deal?"

No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem like a bad deal.

He Ci looked thoughtful. "Fine."

The Peacock gave Shen Lian a meaningful look, "It's not enough for just you to agree. You have to agree too."

Shen Lian spoke calmly, "I agree as well."

The Peacock didn't waste any more time. He turned and slowly revealed his true form.

Unexpectedly, his true form was a stunning, pure white—noble and elegant.

As He Ci and Shen Lian watched, it opened its mouth and released a white inner core.

The inner core hovered above Shen Lian and He Ci, then began to emit a gentle, warm white energy, enveloping the two of them.

Shen Lian suddenly caught on, "You—"

He looked at the peacock.

But he saw the peacock's figure gradually fading.

His inner core was burning fiercely, and at the same time, the black lines on Shen Lian and He Ci's wrists were disappearing bit by bit.

The peacock had dropped his earlier flippant attitude and spoke.

"To tell you the truth, I can foresee the future. I knew all along you two would come looking for me."

He Ci was stunned, "So that's why you were waiting for me at the boundary?"

When he had first been tossed out of the boundary by Shen Lian, he hadn't even gone to find the great demon, only to find the demon lying under a tree with one leg crossed over the other, acting like they were old friends, immediately throwing an arm around his shoulder.

He thought now that he'd found him, he would return to the Forgotten Snow Domain, but the great demon was adamant that Shen Lian would come back.

And then he knocked him out, saying, "Don't go back and make things worse."

Kong Yun—that was the peacock's name.

Kong Yun said, "I've been wandering the world all this time to find a way to save my people. But now, I've divined that a glimmer of hope for my people lies with you two."

"So I was already prepared to sacrifice myself."

"I just hope you two can help my people."

Shen Lian stopped short at that, "Did you miscalculate?"

He was just an ordinary cultivator. How could he possibly have the ability to save an entire demon clan?

But Kong Yun fixed his gaze on Shen Lian, "A visitor from beyond the heavens."

Shen Lian's pupils shrank.

He Ci wanted to ask what he meant.

Kong Yun said, "You are not only the glimmer of hope for my clan, but also for all of Taichu..."

"I can't say more. Don't worry—I've already shortened my lifespan by prying too deeply into the secrets of heaven."

"I only ask that you remember what I've done today and look after my clan in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Yun's inner core was completely burned away, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The black lines on Shen Lian and He Ci's wrists completely disappeared.

He Ci was still in shock. He couldn't believe that because of this curse, the person who'd been chattering around him for days would just vanish like this.

He opened his mouth, wondering—could he really be a jinx? Anyone who got close to him would suffer bad luck.

The next moment, Kong Yun suddenly opened his eyes. As if remembering something, he looked at Shen Lian, "What you're thinking is true."

Hearing this, Shen Lian abruptly raised his head, taken aback, "What did you say?"

Kong Yun waved his hand, "It's exactly what you're thinking. I can't—I really can't say more than that."

This time, Kong Yun closed his eyes for good.

He Ci watched the white feathers slowly falling around him, "He says we're a glimmer of hope, but I feel more like a jinx."