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Nan Qing woke up from the Nebula Realm and casually grabbed Xiao Ba from the void.
The little white ball of fluff is small and hasn't changed much from before. It has eyes the size of mung beans, tiny claws, and is soft like a fluffy cloud.
Xiao Ba was being played with by Nan Qing, but it didn't struggle. Instead, it rubbed against her palm.
"You seem to have gained a lot of weight. Did you sneak a bite this time?"
Alpacas only live for 15-20 years. Xiao Ba was quite remarkable, living for 23 years in that small world. But after that body died of old age, she abandoned Xiao Ba in her Nebula Realm and didn't need it to follow her.
Judging from the feel of it, Nan Qing was certain that this little thing had stolen and eaten a lot of good things during its time in her Nebula Realm.
Xiao Ba blinked his beady green eyes, pretended to be stupid, and twisted around, trying to get away with it.
Nan Qing gave a soft snort, found the right spot, and flicked it on the top of its head:
"Alright, stop acting cute, let's go to the Heavenly Emperor's Palace of the Azure Sky."
Xiao Ba: "Okay."
Little Eight quickly leaped out of her palm, nimbly somersaulted in mid-air, and stretched out its round body, which began to glow with a lustrous white light.
When the radiance fades.
A majestic and awe-inspiring beast appeared before Nan Qing.
It resembles a qilin, is entirely white, with scales that gleam with a faint silver sheen, and has a pair of crystal-clear antlers on its forehead.
Its four hooves tread on clouds, creating a gust of wind beneath its feet, and three long tails grow behind it, swaying like flowing flames.
This is the Time-Space Beast's true form.
The three tails were surrounded by shimmering light of different colors.
The left tail is wrapped in a deep blue, like a galaxy flowing back, symbolizing the "past".
The tail flows with gold, like the blazing sun in the sky, representing "the present".
The right tail is shrouded in silver mist, like the dawn before it breaks, pointing to the "future".
Its claws can tear apart the barriers of space and time, allowing it to traverse various dimensions of different worlds.
Nan Qing leaned back on its back, a wisp of starlight scattering from the antlers twirling between her fingertips, and said lazily, "Let's go."
Xiao Ba then let out a clear and long cry, and ripples spread out in the space beneath its four hooves, as if it had shattered an invisible mirror.
Despite the howling wind, Nan Qing's hair remained perfectly still, and all the approaching turbulent void currents were invisibly dissolved before they could even touch her.
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Before the Palace of the Azure Sky, clouds and mist swirled, creating an ethereal atmosphere.
Nanqing's silver hair fell to her ankles, and she walked lightly with bare feet.
Step by step, seemingly treading on jade bricks, yet always hovering half an inch above the ground, untouched by dust.
As soon as she sat down, a figure in a golden robe suddenly appeared in the hall.
His gaze fell on Nan Qing, who sat high on the jade throne, and a hint of inquiry flashed in his eyes.
"May I ask which immortal you are?"
All the immortals in the celestial realm are under the control of the Heavenly Emperor, but the person before him was someone he had never seen before, and whose aura was unfathomable.
Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Emperor Wuji's gaze fell on the Time-Space Beast beside her.
Time-space Cub?
Wuji suddenly remembered what Hades Chilian had told him some time ago, as well as some recent rumors in the Immortal Realm.
Could this person in front of me be the so-called "mysterious powerhouse"?
Wuji felt a chill run down his spine, but his face remained impassive as he continued, "What brings you to my Cangqiong Palace?"
"Tell me about what happened in the far north," Nan Qing said calmly.
Upon hearing the words "the far north," a hint of surprise flashed through the Heavenly Emperor's mind, and his voice deepened slightly:
Who exactly are you?
Nan Qing sighed softly, "This is really troublesome."
She stretched out her hand and pointed her fingertip at Wuji in the air within the hall.
A silver divine rune rippled out from the hall, and an ancient and vast power instantly swept across the entire Nine Heavens.
The intricate and profound patterns contained the ultimate truths of the beginning of heaven and earth, and even the imperial seal between the Heavenly Emperor's brows dimmed slightly at this moment.
Nanqing looked down at the Heavenly Emperor from his high position: "Now, do you recognize him?"
The Heavenly Emperor, standing below, displayed a second look of obvious shock on his perpetually calm and dignified face.
The first time was during the great war 100,000 years ago, when he sensed the ancient aura emanating from the black dragon that suddenly appeared.
Today, things are exactly the same as they were back then.
The person before me also appeared suddenly in the Three Realms without any warning.
But what's even more terrifying is that her aura is even more unfathomable than that of the black dragon from 100,000 years ago.
It was a sense of oppression that transcended the laws of heaven, as if it came from the primordial wilderness, causing even heaven and earth to tremble.
“...Ancient Gods.” Even he himself found it hard to believe when he uttered those three words.
The ancient mythical beast, the Ink Dragon, from 100,000 years ago.
The ancient gods of today.
Could it be...?
Did not all the ancient gods perish in that divine calamity?
It wasn't hard to guess his thoughts from his expression. Nan Qing had a good impression of the current Immortal Realm, so he explained:
"I am the only true god in the Three Realms, and also the only ancient god."
"Indeed, all the gods perished in that divine calamity."
At this point, a chilling glint flashed in Nan Qing's eyes, and she said again:
"Tell me about the far north."
Wuji suppressed his shock, bowed respectfully, and struggled to look up at the being who transcended the Three Realms before him, recounting the events of 100,000 years ago.
"...Now, that far north is the dwelling place of the ancient divine beast, the Ink Dragon."
Nan Qing's silver eyes narrowed slightly, and the hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence, even the flowing immortal mist froze.
After a long silence, a soft laugh broke the stillness.
"I see."
"Ink Dragon..."
She murmured those two words, a look of understanding flashing in her eyes.
No wonder he possesses an evil aura, yet can keep up with Xiao Ba's talent in traversing various small worlds, even though his soul is completely black.
It turns out that besides her, there is another ancient divine beast in the Three Realms.
Having obtained the information he wanted to know, Nanqing, along with Xiao Ba, vanished from the palace in an instant.
When she reappeared, she was leaning lazily against a sea of flowers in the Nebula Realm.
Beneath her were soft spiritual herbs, and above her head were petals fluttering in the air.
A gentle breeze blows, and the silver hair intertwines with the petals, creating an exquisitely beautiful scene.
"Host, shall we go and see the far north?" Little Eight turned back into that little white ball of a ball, hopping around in the sea of flowers.
Nan Qing leaned against Mao Mao, raised her eyes, her gaze seemingly piercing through the endless void, and looked towards the north for a moment before lazily closing her eyes again.
"Let's wait a little longer."
What are we waiting for? Xiao Ba didn't know, and didn't ask.
Anyway, its beautiful host is even more powerful than the Heavenly Emperor. If that man doesn't come knocking on his door, and its beautiful host gets impatient, then he's doomed.
Little Eight is really looking forward to seeing this good show!
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In the far north, in the Black Jade Palace, formed from millennia-old black ice.
A colossal, dark dragon coiled in the center of the hall slowly opened its eyes.
Dragon eyes are golden.
"Remember, I am strong enough..."
In that little world, Nanqing's last words still echoed in my ears.
Mo Bei chuckled softly, his dragon whiskers trembling slightly.
Suddenly, he raised his head and let out a long roar, his dragon body stretched out, and his enormous body smashed through the ice on the palace roof, soaring straight into the sky.
In the far north, the sky changes color.
Amidst the churning dark clouds, a black dragon that blotted out the sky burst forth, and wherever it passed, the wind and snow gave way.
With its golden dragon eyes gazing towards the Nebula Realm, it swept its tail across a thousand miles in an instant.
But Mo Bei was once again forced to stop by the five-colored divine light of the Nebula Realm.
The enormous dragon eyes were as calm as an abyss, their golden vertical pupils reflecting the dazzling barrier before them.
The light was pure, warm, and beautiful, yet it stood before him like an insurmountable chasm, unchanged for hundreds of thousands of years.
The black dragon is inherently evil; beneath its scales flows the most yin and malevolent energy.
Nanqing's true form is an ancient five-colored sky-mending stone, capable of eliminating all resentment and evil spirits in the world.
The Nebula Realm exists because of Nan Qing and has long been integrated with her. Every wisp of spiritual energy in the realm is surrounded by five-colored divine power, pure and immaculate.
Every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, and every leaf here is imbued with her essence.
For an existence as yin and evil as Mo Bei, from the day he broke out of his shell and left this place to receive the inheritance, this world has been like an insurmountable chasm, which he can no longer step into.
The giant dragon hovered silently outside the barrier, its whiskers gently swaying.
For hundreds of thousands of years, he has maintained this distance.
Close enough, yet far enough.
Amidst the sea of flowers, Nan Qing sensed something and looked up.
Under the vast sky, our eyes met.
Mo Beilong's eyes narrowed slightly. He was neither anxious nor impatient, but rather deeply determined.
One yin and one yang.
One is righteous, the other is evil.
He and Nan Qing have been opposites since the beginning of time.
But that was a small stone he had guarded for countless eons; it was rightfully his.
Nan Qing gazed at the black dragon outside the Nebula Realm, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
She knew it was him.
but.....
Why does that black dragon look so familiar?
end.
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