Chapter 308 Mountains and Seas Meet (Part 1)
The immortals awoke in the Immortal Pool.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Immortal Yaoyan had already instructed Pingming and me to prepare here. The water in this Immortal Pool is infused with countless immortal pills and nourishing magic treasures, and it is also a container for the Chaos Core, refined by immortal bones for ten thousand years. The primordial spirit injured by chaos can automatically heal its wounds within it." Linfeng cupped his hands and said, "All of you immortals fell from the Mihua Realm, directly facing this Immortal Pool."
Ling Yin was stunned.
"So, it turns out that Immortal Yaoyan was prepared all along?" someone exclaimed in surprise.
"But Immortal Yaoyan entered the Divine Gate alone. The Divine Gate of the Endless Heaven has already vanished. Immortal, he..."
"He saved us all." Lord Wufang was astonished. "If we had abundant immortal power, we would have been swallowed up by the chaos within the divine gate."
“That’s right,” Pingming said. “The Immortal Lord once said that the power of chaos and the power of immortality are mutually exclusive. However, if the power of immortality in one’s body is weak, chaos will not be able to notice it. Linfeng and I have already dispersed our immortal essence in accordance with the Immortal Lord’s instructions. Only in this way can we be unaffected by chaos and bring all the immortals out of the pool in time.”
The many immortals who had escaped death looked at each other in bewilderment.
The divine gate vanished, along with the chaos that could destroy the world. Mi Hua Realm landed steadily at the end of the sixteenth heaven. A withered Seven Killing Flower Tree took root in the sea of clouds, and as the sea of clouds churned, the lifeless land beneath was revealed.
The entire Upper Heaven, the Three Realms, and the Nine Provinces were safe and sound. Only the sixteenth Heaven, where Yaoyan Immortal Palace was located, was completely devoid of life. Only a clear immortal pool saved the lives of countless immortals.
“He planned just as much as we did,” Yao Shuo stopped Ling Yin. “He saved us; don’t let his efforts be in vain.”
The usually calm and indifferent God Ling Yin's eyes reddened, and he said in a low voice, "But he is my child."
Yao Shuo pulled her into his arms: "He is also a child favored by Heaven."
Yao Yan was born with intelligence and saw the desolation of the immortal realm. This almost foreshadowed the heavy responsibility he would bear in this life. Yao Shuo, Ling Yin, Hong Chen and others tried every means to prevent him from getting involved, but in the end, due to unforeseen circumstances, he could not escape this calamity.
Even Yao Shuo hadn't expected him to have such courage, daring to absorb the power of all the immortals into his own body and fight against chaos alone...
"It seems that this Mihua Realm... has already recognized a master." Lingjing looked up and asked in confusion.
"I see." Zi Guang finally realized Yao Yan's intention. Zi Guang said, "From the very beginning, he chose the Mi Hua Realm as the vessel to contain the chaos of the Divine Gate, and used the Wu Xiang Wood and half of Wei Feng's immortal bone as the key to open the Divine Gate. At that time, Wei Feng, the true chaotic core vessel, was integrated with the Mi Hua Realm. Yao Yan took the chaotic power from Wei Feng's body, and the vessel to contain the chaotic core has become the entire Mi Hua Realm. As the master of the Mi Hua Realm, Jiang Gu can naturally control everyone and everything within it, so all our immortal power has been absorbed by him. In this way, we are no different from the flowers, plants, and trees of the Upper Realm, and the chaos will naturally not oppose us..."
"Using stillness to control movement and softness to overcome hardness, thus the weak triumphs over the strong. Immortal Yaoyan's strategy is brilliant!" someone exclaimed. "He has truly carved out a glimmer of hope for us from this dead end."
“But Yao Yan has disappeared.” Wang Ting said sadly.
Zi Guang, Feng Ji, and the others all looked sorrowful.
"Look quickly, someone is coming down from the end of the world!" Cangwu suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked up at the figure, their eyes filled with anticipation, but that anticipation was quickly dashed.
The red-clad youth, covered in wounds, descended from the withered branches of the Seven Killings Tree. His expression was indifferent and his eyes were empty, but there was no longer any chaotic or turbid energy around him. Instead, there was pure and clear immortal spiritual power, and his primordial spirit shone with a dazzling golden light.
"It is... that filthy Daoist partner beside Immortal Yaoyan."
"Didn't he enter the Divine Gate with the Immortal?"
"Why is he the only one who came out?"
"Wei Feng, where is Yao Yan?"
In a daze, Wei Feng heard someone calling his name. He raised his eyes and looked at the dark mass of immortals with different expressions around the Immortal Pool. The scene in front of him gradually blurred.
He lost his footing and stumbled forward, but someone grabbed his arm from behind.
"Master—" He turned his head in near ecstasy, but suddenly fell silent when he saw the other person's face clearly.
It's not Jiang Gu.
"Immortal Venerable Hongchen!" someone exclaimed.
"Immortal Venerable Hongchen has emerged from seclusion!"
"Greetings, Immortal Venerable Hongchen!"
"Does the Immortal Venerable know where Immortal Yaoyan has gone?"
The newcomer was dressed in black with a cold expression. He glanced at the crowd and said, "Yaoyan entered the Divine Gate and sacrificed himself to save all living beings in the myriad worlds."
This was the last sentence Wei Feng heard before he completely lost consciousness.
Three days later, at Yaoyan Immortal Palace.
Wei Feng slowly opened his eyes.
"You're finally awake." Feng Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him open his eyes.
"How long have I been asleep?" Wei Feng asked.
“Three days.” Feng Wuyou glanced at the sky outside. “You looked so badly injured, I thought you wouldn’t wake up anytime soon.”
Wei Feng sat up with some difficulty and said, "If I sleep for thousands or tens of thousands of years, I might see Jiang Gu come back when I wake up."
Feng Wuyou looked at him, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
He had only taken a nap in front of the Heavenly Gate, but when he woke up, the Heavenly Gate was gone, the Divine Gate was gone, and his boss was gone too.
"Immortal Venerable Hongchen's primordial spirit has scattered across countless realms to search for the lost land of the Divine Gate. Prince Yaoshuo and High God Lingyin are also trying to find a solution. Wei Feng, don't be too sad," Feng Wuyou comforted him. "Jiang Gu is a master strategist; he definitely has a plan..."
But halfway through his attempt to comfort him, he couldn't even finish the story. This wasn't some minor skirmish in the lower realm; the entire immortal realm had nearly been destroyed because of it. Even if Jiang Gu possessed extraordinary abilities and single-handedly defied the Heavenly Dao, his chances of survival were slim. Being able to protect the upper realm was already a victory.
“He told me I didn’t have to wait anymore.” Wei Feng looked down at the lines on his palm. “He probably felt guilty, thinking that he always made me wait, but actually I was the one who kept pursuing him.”
Feng Wuyou looked at him with some unease. Wei Feng appeared too calm, yet a trace of despair was revealed in his demeanor.
“Back when I was in the mortal realm, I always felt that he was an immortal who had descended from heaven to save me. I followed him step by step, hoping that one day he would stop and look back at me. But he was determined and forged ahead, never stopping for anyone… Later, he finally turned around and looked at me, even taking my hand and leading me forward. But he was too smart and decisive, and I was always afraid of being left behind by him. So I kept pestering him, asking him again and again and forcing him to back down, as if that would make me feel more at ease.”
“He was indifferent on the surface, but he always indulged me.” Wei Feng frowned. “After ascending to the upper realm, he promised that he would no longer let me be afraid, so he did his best to give me everything to put my mind at ease. He was such a ruthless and arrogant person, yet he shared his consciousness and memories with me. He didn’t get angry when I melted his heart, and he didn’t get annoyed when I branded him with ghost marks. He even willingly gave his own life to save me, a filthy creature.”
“If he doesn’t love me, he will have a perfect plan to escape unscathed and become the ruler of the immortal realm, the most esteemed immortal in the upper heavens.”
Feng Wuyou said, "Jiang Gu certainly wouldn't want you to think that way."
“I wanted him to love me, but I couldn’t protect him, and I couldn’t bear the entanglement of cause and effect.” Wei Feng stood up and said, “I killed him.”
“But you can’t calculate matters of the heart like that,” Feng Wuyou said. “Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many people in the world troubled by love. Jiang Gu would definitely want you to live well.”
Wei Feng shook his head: "Don't worry, he risked his life to save me, I won't kill myself."
"But I have to... protect him at least once."
On the third day after the Chaos Tribulation, Wei Feng left Yaoyan Palace, walked to the withered Seven Killing Flower Tree, and then sealed off the entire Endless Heaven.
Time flies, and the world changes; another 100,000 years have passed since then.
The entire Upper Realm suffered a great loss of vitality and needed to recuperate. Some immortals perished, while others ascended to immortality. The chaotic catastrophe of the past became a thing of the past in the mouths of all living beings. Immortal Yaoyan became a symbol of salvation for people to admire. The name Jiang Gu, along with the little filthy creature he once raised, was also buried in the dust and was never mentioned again.
Beneath the withered Seven Killings Tree, the young man sat cross-legged in meditation for a long time, his body covered with a thick layer of dust, and withered branches were scattered all around him.
The sound of a dry branch breaking underfoot suddenly rang out, and the young man who was meditating slowly opened his eyes.
A white-robed immortal stood before him.
Wei Feng stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Immortal Venerable Hongchen."
Hongchen said, "You should call me Grandmaster."
Wei Feng remained silent.
"It seems you've made up your mind," Hongchen said. "Are you really going to do this?"
"The Divine Gate has long since vanished. I have cultivated here for ten thousand years, all for this day." Wei Feng bowed again. "I hope the Immortal Venerable will not stop me."
“If time and space are reversed, and life and death are decided at will, you will no longer exist in this world,” Hongchen said. “You should think this through.”
"That would be... perfect."
His master should be a lofty and immaculate immortal, deserving of everything he desires, rather than burdened by love and destined to perish early.
Hongchen sighed and closed his eyes.
Wei Feng respectfully performed a disciple's salute with him, but never uttered the title of "Grandmaster".
Time reverses, the dust settles, withered branches sprout new buds, and thousands of years have passed. The dead are reborn, and flowers bloom again on the branches.
Wei Feng stood under the tree, looking back on his past with Jiang Gu, like watching flowers in a mirror or the moon in water, fleeting and vanishing without a trace.
He saw Hongchen holding an infant with its eyes closed, standing on the Seven Killings Tree, feeling its body gradually dissipate and turn into petals. The infant seemed to smell a fragrance, slowly opened its eyes, and then cried out.
A tear fell, about to hit the passing cloud of foul air, when Wei Feng raised his hand and caught the tear in his palm.
The foul odor that had passed by vanished instantly.
Only the trees are covered in blossoms, the sunset is like blood, and the endless sea of clouds is like fire.
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