"Fellow Daoist Feng, I apologize for any inconvenience caused these past few days!"
Yingli Dragon King is like a fairy flower that has emerged from the world and is untouched by worldly affairs, standing alone and dazzling.
"Your Majesty is leaving soon, but have I failed to provide adequate hospitality?"
Feng Bingwen was somewhat surprised, but also somewhat reluctant. He had long known that the two deities would come to find him because he had slipped up and said to the Demon Emperor that Yingli Dragon King was his Daoist partner.
Although the Dragon King never mentioned this matter to him from beginning to end, after learning the reason, Feng Bingwen became very careful about his words and actions. Perhaps the Dragon King had heard his nonsense and had some thoughts about him, and was now testing him.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, you are overthinking it. I should have continued to talk for a few more days, but some things have come up at my Dragon Palace, and I need to go back and take care of them!"
Yingli Dragon King briefly explained the reason, but didn't clarify the specific cause, since their relationship hadn't reached that stage yet, it was only slightly better than a nodding acquaintance.
"Then I wish Your Majesty a safe journey. In the future, if I have some free time, I may visit your Dragon Palace!"
"If you are coming, please inform me in advance. I will certainly welcome you with open arms!"
After exchanging farewells, the two deities tore through the void, left the Dragon-Snake Secret Realm, and headed to the outside world.
"Yingli, what happened at the Dragon Palace? Didn't we agree to stay a little longer? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
After leaving the secret realm, Suzaku Charlene asked with some curiosity. There were not many things in this world that could arouse her interest anymore, and the remains of the fallen Heavenly Serpent were one of them. Of course, more importantly, there was the Supreme Daoist who discovered the remains of the Heavenly Serpent.
That guy truly deserves his incredible luck; even just finding a disciple, he managed to discover such a treasure.
"Nothing happened to my Dragon Palace, it's the Desolate Sea that's causing this disturbance!"
The tranquil and serene expression on Yingli Dragon King's face vanished, replaced by seriousness, even a hint of solemnity.
"Desolate sea?"
Hearing this, Xia Lin was stunned, then couldn't help but exclaim.
"What kind of trouble could happen in that godforsaken place?"
That being said, Suzaku knew that if there really was a problem in the Desolate Sea, it would be no small matter, let alone the fact that the news had reached her close friend.
The desolate sea is a place where almost no living creature can survive under normal circumstances. The tides and currents there are too violent, and even dragons are unwilling to stay there for long.
However, the Vermilion Bird, possessing the supreme and sacred bloodline, knew that the Desolate Sea was not simply a place devoid of life; its essence was the end of heaven and earth. Upon seeing the Desolate Sea, he knew that he had approached the edge of heaven and earth.
If unusual activity occurs in the depths of the desolate sea, the source of such activity is almost always from outside the world. This often brings new changes to the order of the world, or even calamities.
Fortunately, the desolate sea, which forms the boundary between heaven and earth, is guarded by the most powerful race in this region.
The Dragon Clan is the universally acknowledged overlord of the oceans and the master of all waters. The vast majority of rivers and lakes on the human continent are under the control of the Dragon Clan.
Thus, the desolate sea, devoid of life and turbulent with ocean currents, naturally fell under the jurisdiction of the dragon race.
"I don't know. You should go back first. I'll come find you after this matter is resolved!"
Yingli Dragon King shook her head. As the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan, she also controlled a rich sea area. When there were disturbances in the desolate sea, she also had the responsibility to go and guard it, to suppress the calamities that emerged from the desolate sea, and to prevent them from affecting the many creatures living in the ocean.
"Alright!"
Xia Lin let out a frustrated sigh, but didn't say anything foolish like offering to help.
Not to mention that the Desolate Sea itself is under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Clan, just the fact that she, a fire-elemental Vermilion Bird, entered the Desolate Sea, which was shrouded by storms and giant waves, was simply asking for trouble.
Moreover, the spiritual energy there is too violent, requiring ten or even a hundred times the effort to tame it. Once a fierce battle breaks out, it is difficult to replenish in a short time, and the slightest carelessness could lead to unforeseen events.
"Okay, I'll be going now!"
"Hopefully it's nothing serious!"
Charlene muttered something under her breath, but she wasn't too worried. Of course, she knew that there were always higher levels to reach, and nothing involving the void was insignificant. However, given the current size of the dragon race, suppressing any unforeseen events wouldn't be a problem.
Even if the dragon race can't be suppressed, there's still the human race. Right now, the human race's fortune is like oil being poured into a raging fire, at its peak. Judging from the current situation, it's almost certain that the human race will usher in a new era that belongs to them.
...
"Finally, I don't have to suffer anymore!"
Vast and boundless, endless darkness, a pair of eyes reflecting dazzling divine light gaze excitedly at the "giant egg" radiating a hazy glow in the distance!
That was a world with a complete order of the Great Dao, a world that could exist for a long time and almost eternally in this desolate void where almost nothing existed.
Only after entering the void can one understand how precious a complete world that can tolerate their foothold is. But unfortunately, these traitors no longer have a home, because their world has been destroyed by their own hands.
Fortunately, after a long period of "drifting," guided by a Daoist patriarch, they finally found a new world, far better than their original, stagnant, and nearly decaying place, which should be able to support these wanderers of the void.
However, this world has existed for a long enough time and has nurtured powerful enough beings. These outsiders, who want to take over, will inevitably clash with it.
Although they have made preparations, they still need to plan carefully and not act rashly.
Thinking of this, the being with blazing divine light in his eyes turned around, and ripples spread out from his feet, then intertwined into a great road that stretched into the endless darkness. At the end of this road, a celestial body that looked like a chicken egg floated.
However, as one approaches this "egg," one can see that although it cannot compare to the complete heaven and earth in the distance, it is still a celestial body so large that it is suffocating. It is covered with cracks, which crisscross and can be seen on almost every part of its surface.
While there is a kind of beauty in imperfection, it also gives the impression that this celestial body is pieced together from fragments, and in a very hasty manner.
However, this divine being was clearly used to the broken appearance of the giant egg. The divine light path beneath his feet rushed straight into it without any hindrance, and he stepped into the interior.
Unlike its dilapidated exterior, once one passed through the forcibly pieced-together barrier between heaven and earth, what this divine being saw was a magnificent palace, towering like an immortal divine mountain, filled with swirling spiritual energy and radiating boundless celestial light.
What he saw before him was even more magnificent and prosperous than the immortal realm in his memory. However, this divine being knew that the prosperous scene before him was nothing but emptiness piled on sand. If there was not enough power to maintain and support it, it would collapse in an instant.
As for maintaining this immortal realm, let alone one Dao Ancestor, even ten more would not be enough. Rather, at the level of Dao Ancestors, let alone making voluntary contributions, they are themselves great thieves of heaven and earth, so how could they possibly give up their power to maintain the current magnificent scene of the immortal realm?
The reason they have fallen to such a state is entirely because those Dao Ancestors and Buddha Venerables have been recklessly absorbing the essence of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, causing their world, which should have continued to exist for hundreds of millions of years, to fall into irreversible decline and eventually collapse.
In fact, it was not irreversible. If half of the Dao Ancestors had transformed into the Dao and returned to the world, their world could have been preserved. But unfortunately, these great thieves of heaven and earth did not have such lofty awareness. What they chose was to absorb the last spiritual essence left by heaven and earth, assemble a raft to cross the calamity, enter the void, and search for a new world.
"cut!"
At this moment, the divine being who had been traveling through the towering sacred mountains suddenly awoke, severing all the delusions that had been growing in his mind and maintaining absolute clarity.
He was about to face a Daoist patriarch, and if he had even the slightest wrong thought, he would, like his fellow disciples, become "food."
Having traversed the almost lifeless, silent immortal mountains, the deity, who had long been accustomed to the increasingly peaceful "immortal realm," finally arrived at the foot of an immortal mountain. It was here that the deity encountered the second living being besides himself.
It was an old tortoise, and on its massive shell, mysteries derived from the origin of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth were manifesting. However, this divine being had no interest in these things, and the mysteries of the Great Dao on it were of no use to him.
"Qin Yun, you're finally back. What were the results of your investigation? Did you find the complete world?"
The old tortoise guarding the Heavenly Gate stared longingly at the immortals before him, his eyes filled with a yearning for life. His limbs were withered and dry, like an old tree that had not received the nourishment of wind and rain for a long time.
He vividly remembered that when this ark for crossing calamities, jointly built by many Taoist patriarchs and three Buddhist deities, set sail, it was quite a lively occasion. At that time, his friends, who served as mounts for other immortals and gods, would come to visit him every now and then to drink with him.
However, as the Ark of Salvation drifted through the void, his friends who used to chat and discuss philosophy with him in small groups gradually disappeared.
The old tortoise dared not ask, nor dared to explore, although he already had the answer in his heart—although the Ark absorbed all the remaining spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and almost gathered the essence of a region, it was ultimately not a true world. The spiritual energy within it would continuously leak into the void, and even if the Dao Ancestor and the Buddha Venerable joined forces, they could not stop this trend, but could only slow it down.
The reason he has survived to this day is because of his racial advantage—among all the celestial beasts, he has the least need for external things.
"Found it!"
The divine being who went out to investigate gave the old tortoise the answer he had been longing for. This made the immortal beast, who was barely clinging to life and didn't even dare to breathe in spiritual energy, cry tears of joy, with turbid tears streaming from his eyes.
He subconsciously believed that his nightmare was about to end, and he would no longer have to live in fear, just like his former friends, who disappeared silently, as if they had shed too many burdens and cumbersome things on the ship.
"But that realm is far more powerful than our original mother realm. If we want to take control of it, it will probably be quite difficult!"
"Go tell these things to the Dao Ancestor. Reporting them to this useless old man like me is pointless!"
The fear that had been weighing on his heart for so long finally dissipated. The old tortoise guarding the gate chuckled, his tone much more composed than before. He could probably continue living, and perhaps even receive better arrangements.
"That's true!"
The divine being Qin Yun sighed and ascended the celestial palace high in the sky, following the path of the immortal mountain.
Like the silent mountains, the majestic celestial palace suspended in the misty spiritual energy was also silent. Only occasionally could one see a handsome Taoist priest or a goddess passing by. However, compared with the numerous jade palaces, the sheer number of them made the place seem even more desolate and empty.
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"Disciple Qin Yun requests an audience with the Ancestral Master!"
Walking before the most magnificent celestial palace, the divine being who could walk freely in the void was respectful, even humble.
"Come in!"
A detached and lofty voice, devoid of any emotion, rang in the ears of the divine being.
Upon hearing the voice, Qin Yun lowered his head and stepped into the room with steady steps. He then spoke in a low voice, reporting what he had seen and heard on his trip.
"...When I returned, I saw the Bodhisattva Guangyi going to that realm, and it seemed that he released something into it!"
After reporting on what she had seen and heard in that place, Qin Yun then quietly reported on another matter.
"They actually still have food on them. When I visited them before, they claimed they didn't have any. Those bald thieves dared to deceive me. I'll remember this debt for now. However, it's quite appropriate for them to use those delicious little things here!"
The indifferent voice stirred, but the desire it revealed sent chills down the spines of the god-like figure standing helplessly below.
Everything that happened on this ark of salvation was an open secret to these gods and immortals who had barely survived to this day.
These disciples and even their mounts, besides serving to maintain the lineage, also have another purpose: to store provisions. When the Ark's losses reach a certain limit, their purpose will automatically change.
Those who have survived to this day, apart from those who have gained the favor of their respective teachers, are like the old tortoise guarding the gate at the foot of the mountain, having consumed almost nothing. Under such circumstances, the group of high-ranking Dao Ancestors and Buddha Venerables do not mind keeping them, after all, the Ark is too quiet, and they would also feel bored.
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