Long Xun said, "Zhu Rong has been in the Ruins of Guixu for a long time. Even if he returns to the Heavenly Realm after serving his sentence, his divine power will not be so great."
Moreover, Long Xun still had some impression of Zhu Rong's aura. The fire didn't seem like Zhu Rong's; instead, it seemed more like... a familiar face.
It was precisely because of this uncertainty that he wanted to come and see for himself.
The entrance to the Heavenly Realm was opened by Long Xun. The gate, located in the Pure Qi Realm, was not particularly eye-catching, and Long Xun's figure was not large. He thus entered the Heavenly Realm, which cultivators dreamed of, with ease.
In the celestial realm, ethereal mists swirl, and an endless sea of clouds stretches out before you. In the distance, floating mountains drift leisurely amidst the clouds.
Long Xun felt a sense of unease, as if he were being restrained. The small world of the ancient sword was already somewhat cramped for him, and the celestial realm attached to it was even smaller and insignificant. He always felt that if he moved even slightly, it would cause the place to collapse.
Humans cannot fathom the vastness and insignificance of the world. If quarks were likened to humans, then a single rock would be equivalent to an infinite universe. For Long Xun, a grain of sand could indeed be considered a small world, but so small that it would make him uncomfortable in his dragon form. The feeling that the Celestial Realm, the attached interface of this incomplete small world, gave him was not far from that of the world of a grain of sand.
This made him involuntarily flick his tail, causing the sea of clouds in the heavens to ripple.
"Ah Xun." Yin Chen didn't notice any discomfort. He leaned down slightly, half-lying on the dragon's head, and whispered to the tip of the silver dragon's ear near its horn, "The Heavenly Realm... is too quiet."
Yes, it's too quiet.
Long Xun did not conceal his entry into the Heavenly Realm too much. It is only natural that immortals would come to see someone from the mortal realm, regardless of their status.
However, quite some time had passed since Long Xun arrived, and the Heavenly Realm remained silent.
There are still unknowns.
“A real change has occurred,” Silver Dragon said calmly.
As they were speaking, a figure slowly rode the clouds from afar and landed ten feet in front of Long Xun. The figure bowed and said, "I am sorry for not greeting you properly, God Zhulong, you have come from afar."
Long Xun looked at the immortal and narrowed his eyes slightly. After Yin Chen descended from above him, he transformed into a dragon-human form and stood there silently.
Helpless, Yin Chen could only return the greeting with a cupped hand: "I apologize, Ah Xun is not good with words, and did not mean to slight you."
"It's alright." The immortal's face was handsome and gentle. His slight smile was like a layer of soft light, inspiring admiration. He was holy, approachable, and comforting, full of tolerance.
That gentle and tolerant manner seemed familiar to Long Xun, making his guess even more certain.
Yin Chen's cold expression softened slightly as he asked, "A-Xun saw heavenly fire burning down villages in the mortal realm. What was the reason for this?"
The immortal nodded slightly, a faint smile as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, and said with his hand in a gesture of respect, "This is a long story, please follow me."
Yin Chen was not intimidated and politely returned the smile. Seeing that Long Xun followed silently, he walked alongside him.
Seeing that the two of them were not distinguishing between priority and importance, the immortal's smile deepened, then returned to normal.
After traveling for an unknown amount of time, the three of them climbed a floating mountain and headed towards the central area along the road.
"I'm sorry, the power of the celestial realm is waning, and many of the teleportation arrays are no longer usable. Only the palaces on the mountain can allow for inter-realm teleportation," the immortal said apologetically.
"It's alright," Yin Chen said. "The power of the Celestial Realm is weakening? What do you mean?"
"After the pillar of heaven collapsed, the light of heaven was cut off, and the pure energy gradually thinned. Mortal cultivators have made little progress compared to ancient times, and spirits have become increasingly rare. The celestial realm is slightly better off, but not by much." The immortal said with a bitter smile, "The weaker immortals could no longer bear it and were reincarnated in the mortal realm. As for the powerful ancient gods, Shennong and Fuxi fell into eternal slumber, and Nuwa guarded the earth, only able to awaken for a moment when called upon by believers..."
He sighed, his tone ambiguous, and remarked, "The heavenly realm that everyone yearns for is nothing more than a prison."
A look of shock flashed in Yin Chen's eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and he pondered, "I'm sorry, this matter should be a secret of the Heavenly Realm, how could it be..."
"Why should I tell you this?" The immortal interrupted him abruptly, glancing at him with a smile and shaking his head: "Even the Ziwei Emperor doesn't know the so-called secrets of the Immortal Realm, so who else could?"
Chen, the Big Dipper, also known as Beichen, is the Emperor Star. When the Big Dipper appears, all the stars return to their positions. It is the Commander Star Lord, possessing overwhelming imperial aura, which even the Heavenly Emperor fears.
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