Chapter 411 The Return of the Remnant Soul
"Sister!"
"Hanyan, Father, Mother!"
On the border of Lingzhou, in Yipin City.
Lu Qingqiu was looking around helplessly when she suddenly heard a shout from afar. Turning around, she saw Lu Hanyan, whose face was pale, and her disheveled parents. Tears welled up in her eyes instantly.
After the remnants of the race were revived, the three northern states were directly occupied, and all the humans fled to the south in panic and fear, so much so that the small city was already crowded with people shoulder to shoulder.
Lu Qingqiu struggled to push through the crowd and finally saw her long-missed relatives, choking up with emotion.
She was a disciple of the Headmaster's Academy and was at the Holy Land of the Sages when the incident occurred, and she was also evacuating with the main force.
Her younger sister was practicing at a sacred site, while her parents were temporarily staying in Shengjing. So, she was constantly worried about them throughout the journey.
It wasn't until she saw her family again that she finally felt like she had survived a catastrophe.
Here, she not only saw her parents, sister, and clansmen, but also Princess Chang Le, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, and countless young men from noble families.
Princess Chang Le was in the same sorry state, and when she saw Lu Qingqiu looking at her, she couldn't help but glance at her as well.
Lu Qingqiu didn't respond to her, but instead looked at her younger sister and asked with some doubt, "How did you two escape?"
"It was thanks to Sect Leader You using the Heavenly Book to cover our retreat in Shengjing, and the two Palace Masters clearing the way ahead, that we were able to escape. But many of our senior brothers and sisters died, including Cong Yi..."
Lu Hanyan spoke with a pale face and a sorrowful expression.
Cong Yi was the daughter of the Prefect of Guiyun County and a student from Fengzhou in the Tianshu Academy. Because of Lu Hanyan's feelings for Ji You, she had always had a good relationship with these students from Fengzhou, so she would naturally be saddened by their deaths.
After hearing this, Lu Qingqiu pursed his lips and said, "It's similar on my side. Zhongzhou is too close to the sacred land of the ancients. Only three people from the He family escaped. The Sheng family, the Fang family, the Guo family of Qingzhou, and the Tao family have all failed to escape."
"Why have the remnants of the ancient race suddenly revived? Weren't they supposed to have died in the Primordial Era?"
"It should be related to the sacred sites of the ancients, or even possibly to those relics."
Lu Qingqiu answered softly, her eyes serious.
Throughout her journey, she heard countless discussions, and coupled with the strange occurrences at the sacred site of the ancients, she naturally understood that there might be a connection between these events.
Lu Hanyan only had a vague understanding, but she didn't delve into it. Instead, she kept shifting her gaze, looking around.
She soon spotted the group from the Heavenly Academy heading to the Holy Land, but after searching high and low, she couldn't find Wen Zhengxin, or even Cao Jingsong and Ban Yangshu. Her expression turned pale again.
"Where is Sister Zhengxin? And...where are Instructor Cao and the others?"
"They are fine, but they are still on the southern border of Liangzhou and have not returned."
Why don't they return?
"The young appraiser of Spirit Sword Mountain has gone missing..."
As time went on, the city grew larger and larger, and news of deaths and separations began to spread.
One moment they're saying this family is gone, the next they're saying that family is gone, and the constant wailing and weeping makes it even harder to contain oneself.
In the spring of the seventh year of the Taiyuan era, the remnants of the race revived, and the human race suffered a crushing defeat.
Meanwhile, in a secluded courtyard on the west side of Yipin City.
You Yingqiu, Lü Fengchuan, Fei She, Zuo Qiuyang, and Chai Hu, who had just returned from Shengjing, met and were discussing something with heavy expressions, their faces remaining tense for a long time.
"There are...two Heavenly Daos?"
"Indeed, when I opened my eyes after perfecting the Heavenly Secrets Technique, I saw two Heavenly Daos, one so weak as if on the verge of death, and the other wild and swaying like the night."
After speaking, You Yingqiu looked up at the sky and said, "The ancient scroll records that the Holy Emperor of the Remnant Clan attempted to refine the Heavenly Dao, which angered the Heavenly Dao, causing it to send down a sacred artifact. But I think things are not that simple. The Holy Emperor of the Remnant Clan must have succeeded. And the one that sent down the sacred artifact was the new Heavenly Dao. Moreover... I sensed my master's aura within the new Heavenly Dao."
Zuo Qiuyang's eyes widened: "Master didn't ascend?!"
"The new Heavenly Dao is on the verge of death, so I think Master must have been trying to prolong the life of the heavens all along. The last time was when the thousand-year-old families joined forces to cause trouble. He repaired the heavens alone, so there was no divine light to guide him..."
"how so?"
Zuo Qiuyang's face was pale, and he couldn't help but mutter a sound.
He had always believed that his master had ascended to immortality and never considered that he had sacrificed his life to protect the heavens. His first thought was disbelief.
But soon, he remembered that after his master ascended to heaven, the rivers dried up and the earth shook and disappeared instantly, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
For many years, everyone has felt that the head of the Heavenly Academy is an irresponsible figure who neglects sect affairs and does not care about his disciples.
His five disciples, including You Yingqiu, all harbored endless resentment towards him, never imagining that their master had always been protecting Qingyun in his own way.
After a long silence, Lü Fengchuan couldn't help but ask, "Since the Primordial Heavenly Dao has been refined by the remnants of the race, why has it returned to the heavens?"
"The Heavenly Secrets Technique is about communicating with the Heavenly Dao. The moment I mastered the Heavenly Secrets Technique, I gained the perspective of the Heavenly Dao. What I felt the moment I opened my eyes was the malevolent desire of the Heavenly Dao of the Remnant Clan, filled with a devouring lust."
"Junior Sister, do you mean it wants to devour the new Heavenly Dao?" Zuo Qiuyang couldn't help but stare intently.
You Yingqiu nodded: "That's right. I think the Heavenly Dao that the Holy Emperor of the Remnant Clan refined back then was incomplete, so he needed a new Heavenly Dao to supplement it and refine it again."
Chai Hu's eyelids twitched violently: "What will happen?"
"The Holy Emperor of the Remnant Clan will become the strongest Heavenly Dao, an eternal and indestructible being whose words become law."
"We still have the sacred artifact, isn't there even the slightest chance?"
Before You Yingqiu could speak, Zuo Qiuyang looked at Chai Hu: "The sacred artifact is incomplete. The one in the Xuan Yuan Immortal Mansion still has no wielder, and there's also the Spirit Mirror..."
You Yingqiu looked up at the sound: "Isn't the Spirit Mirror in the hands of the young master?"
"The young master covered the retreat of his disciples at the sacred site of the sages, and never came out again."
“I heard that she had already traveled in spirit before going to the sacred site of the sages, and with the sacred artifact on her, she shouldn’t be in any danger.”
“But she’s pregnant,” Zuo Qiuyang said, looking at his junior sister. “It was Cao Jingsong who said that the young master of Lingjian Mountain is nine months pregnant and has been very weak.”
Upon hearing this, You Yingqiu's lips twitched slightly: "Ji You is really something, he actually managed to make the young appraiser willingly bear his child..."
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Qin Rong stepped into the courtyard: "Palace Master Zuoqiu, Elder Cao has returned."
"You're back?"
"Yes, also, the young master of Lingjian Mountain has returned to the mountain."
On the Flying Immortal Platform of Spirit Sword Mountain, countless disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain gathered together, gazing at the ethereal figure descending into the Xuan Sword Peak high in the sky.
Since the returning disciples claimed that the Master of the Mirror was missing, they have been uneasy, including the disciples of Tianjian Peak, since the Master's disappearance means that they have lost the Mirror.
Now that the remnants of the race have been revived, without the protection of the sacred artifact, their final fate can only be to become food for the dead.
So when they saw the appraiser return to the mountain, their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, were finally put at ease.
Although they had returned, these disciples still had questions in their hearts.
Why was the trip to the sacred land of the sages so dangerous when the master of his own ancestral temple had already reached the Divine Travel Realm and possessed a sacred artifact?
The same question also arose in the minds of Yan Jingxiang, the peak master of Xuanjian Peak, his wife, and countless members of the Xuanjian Peak lineage.
At this moment, they all sensed the aura of the young appraiser, so they took to the air and arrived at the Cloud Peak Palace.
As soon as Yan Jingxiang landed, his eyes widened in surprise.
Because his daughter was standing in front of the palace gate, pale-faced, holding a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes in her arms, and everyone else was also stunned.
This included Sect Leader Yan Zhong, who came upon hearing the news, and Peak Master Yan Tai of Tianjian Peak.
They never imagined that their high and mighty judge would one day stand before them in such a manner.
"you……"
"Her name is Ji Si."
Yan Shuyi looked at her father and said, "It's a girl, named Ji Si."
There are no prominent families with the surname Ji in Qingyun, so there are very few people with the surname Ji. However, everyone knows that there was once a family that did not respect the powerful and influential, and his affair with the young master of Lingjian Mountain had sparked a long period of discussion.
Now, the young appraiser is holding a baby girl and says her name is Ji Si, the meaning of which is self-evident.
The young master of Lingjian Mountain has a daughter, her child with Ji You.
Upon hearing these words, Yan Jingxiang's hand trembled slightly inside his sleeve.
Last autumn, when the man surnamed Ji died in Chongjing, Yan Jingxiang was truly relieved.
My daughter has always been stubborn; once she's made up her mind, no one can change it. But Ji You's death is something even she can't change.
Lingjian Mountain needs a successor, and his daughter needs her bloodline to continue, so he thought everything would return to normal and even planned to have a long talk with his daughter when she returned.
What puzzled him was that after his daughter returned, she didn't see anyone, immediately went into seclusion, and announced to the outside world that she was going to attempt to ascend to the Divine Realm.
Yan Jingxiang did not realize the problem at the time, and was even somewhat pleased.
Because his daughter had immediately focused her energy on her cultivation after Ji You's death, and showed no signs of grief, he believed that his daughter's relationship with the hermit in the countryside was not very deep.
But it was only then that she learned that her daughter had been in seclusion for more than half a year to ensure a safe pregnancy.
As for whether their relationship was deep or not, he didn't know, but he did know that his daughter was not sad and never talked about it with anyone, but silently gave birth to a daughter for him.
Most importantly, in front of Tianjian Peak, the daughter told everyone that her daughter's surname was Ji.
"Ji Si, this is interesting..."
Yan Zhong stroked his long beard lightly: "So, this little girl cannot be considered a successor of my Spirit Sword Mountain? Is that what you mean, Master?"
Yan Shuyi looked at him calmly: "His daughter will naturally take the surname Ji. Does the sect leader have any questions?"
"The bloodline of the appraiser is naturally determined by the appraiser himself, and I have no doubt about it."
Yan Shuyi looked at him and naturally knew that he was after the inheritance of the Spirit Mirror.
But the scoundrel is dead, and his daughter is his only descendant in this world; she must take the surname Ji.
The young appraiser handed Ji Si to Ding Yao and reached out to touch her smooth face. Little Ji Si couldn't help but move and gazed at her mother for a long time.
Yan Shu also showed a hint of doting expression, and then said to Ding Yao, "Take Si'er back to the palace first."
"yes."
"The rest of you, come with me to the council chamber. The remnants of the race have been revived, and a great calamity is imminent. I have something to say."
Yan Shuyi looked at the crowd standing in front of him, quickly regained his arrogant expression, and with a wave of his sleeve, he flew a thousand miles away in a burst of immortal light towards the council pavilion.
During her journey to Zhongzhou, on the run, she deeply felt the almost despair-inducing power of the remnant race. She didn't know where the future of humanity lay, but she also knew that she couldn't just sit and wait for death.
At the same time, Yan Zhong looked at the three disciples beside him, and the three disciples immediately understood and hurriedly went down the mountain.
Before long, news began to circulate that the young appraiser of Lingjian Mountain had brought his daughter back to the mountain.
"The appraiser actually has a daughter?!"
"That's right. The reason why the appraiser is trapped in Zhongzhou is because she is about to give birth and is physically weak."
"Impossible, how could the appraiser suddenly have a daughter?"
"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes. Our appraiser's daughter has a pretty name, Ji Si."
"season……"
On the Flying Immortal Platform, the disciples of Lingjian Mountain who heard about this were stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief.
The young appraiser is their spiritual symbol, the person they admire most. No one expected that the celestial being in their hearts would have a child for someone else.
The child's surname was Ji, indicating that she was born to Ji You.
In an instant, the disciples of Lingjian Mountain were filled with hatred for Ji You, a name that had not been mentioned for a long time, as if a pure white piece of their hearts had been shattered.
The immortal sects and aristocratic families who had fled here soon learned of this matter. Although their emotions were not as intense as those of the disciples of Lingjian Mountain, they were still extremely shocked.
Because no one could have imagined that for almost a year after Ji You's death, the young master of Lingjian Mountain had been pregnant with his child.
"His name is Ji Si?"
"Yes, it is said that the young appraiser said it himself."
You Yingqiu nodded after hearing the news, but didn't say anything more.
In fact, they knew that although the young appraiser of Lingjian Mountain appeared very aloof, he actually had a very good relationship with Ji You.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so afraid that she hid away when she sent Ji You back to the mountain.
But they never expected that the young appraiser liked him so much that she still gave birth to his child even after knowing he was dead.
In particular, she was given the surname Ji, instead of Yan for the sake of inheritance.
"I said back then that the judge was willful and foolish. I never thought it would come to this. It turns out she wasn't as intelligent as I thought. What celestial being descended to earth? She's just an ordinary woman."
Beneath the walls of Yipin City, Zhao Yunyue, who had already recovered her composure, couldn't help but sneer upon hearing the news.
"What makes the Master of Appraisal so unparalleled, besides his talent, is his ability to love and hate so fiercely. Someone like you, who is always concerned with gains and losses, would naturally not understand."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingqiu and the others, who were also below the city wall, couldn't help but scoff.
Zhao Yunyue frowned upon hearing this: "Ji You is already dead. Bearing a daughter for him would not only be meaningless, but would even bring trouble upon yourself. Is this what you mean by being unable to reach him?"
"At least the judge is acting according to his own will, unlike you who are full of self-interest. It seems that Ji You was very wise not to choose you back then."
"you……!"
Zhao Yunyue was instantly filled with rage. Just as she was about to say something, a loud explosion suddenly came from the distant sky.
boom!!!!
The explosion was extremely loud and extremely distant, as if it came from beyond the heavens, yet it was deafening.
In an instant, five figures soared into the air in Yipin City, and a figure in a red dress ascended straight up from the summit of Lingjian Mountain.
Then, countless figures took to the air at Yuzhou Daodao Sect, Yongzhou Shanhai Pavilion, and Yulan City on the western border of Lingzhou, where the Chen Clan Immortal Clan was stationed.
With their perception so far-reaching, they quickly discovered that the near-annihilation explosion came from the border of Youyun, from the Xuanyuan Immortal Abode, which had been sealed off for two years.
At that location, three incredibly powerful auras were being released wildly.
That was not the remnant king and minister they knew, but an existence even stronger than the king and minister. It was no longer just comparable, but truly possessed the power of a human near-immortal.
Amidst the towering shockwaves, Zhong Hui, the third brother of the late Xuan Yuan Sect Leader, stood atop a mountain strewn with white bones, his face pale as he gazed up at the heavens.
Since the ancient aristocratic families joined forces to commit calamities, and the Xuan Yuan Sect Leader died, internal strife broke out in the Immortal Mansion.
Family members turned against each other, all for the ownership of the sacred artifact; the white bones on the mountain are remnants of that time.
As the one who ultimately triumphed, Zhong Hui immediately ordered the remaining members of his clan to seal off the mountain, and then went into seclusion for more than a year, constantly trying to control the sacred artifact.
Even when the Youyun and Youyun states were occupied by the demon-barbarian alliance and countless exiles gathered at the foot of the mountain seeking help, he did not open the mountain gate.
Now, he was finally able to activate the sacred artifact, but he never expected that the mountain gate formation would be shattered with a single palm strike.
At that moment, Zhong Hui looked at the pale-blue young figure and the pair of wings that blotted out the sky. In his fear and anger, he shouted, "You... what kind of monsters are you that you dare to offend the majesty of the Immortal Sect!"
"The power of the Immortal Sect?"
The young member of the remnant race, dressed in a purple-gold battle robe, smiled slightly upon hearing this: "Our former slaves now possess divine might? Ersha, you've been the human emperor for so many years, yet you haven't taught them well."
Upon hearing this, King Ersha raised his eyes and said, "The human emperor doesn't actually have any real power. I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Third Prince."
"It's truly absurd to see ants clamoring in front of their master."
On the Xuan Yuan Immortal Mountain, Zhong Hui realized he was being ignored and flew into a rage, immediately summoning a dazzling round bead.
This bead is crystal clear and contains countless celestial lights, like a galaxy within. When it is activated, it immediately causes a thunderous roar, and its powerful energy is released to the heavens.
To Zhong Hui's despair, the other party was not afraid of the appearance of the Xuan Yuan Pearl; instead, its scarlet blood eyes became unusually excited.
With a hum, the young member of the remnant clan moved, and as he moved, the entire void was struck and exploded repeatedly. At the same time, a dark beam of light was grasped in his palm and slammed down.
Seeing this, Zhong Hui gritted his teeth and, holding the Xuan Yuan Pearl, went on a frenzied attack.
boom!!!!!
The powerful shockwave directly shattered the clouds that stretched for thousands of miles, and the earth beneath Xuan Yuan Mountain instantly cracked open.
The Xuan Yuan Pearl lived up to its name as a sacred artifact. With a single strike, the young member of the remnant clan was violently blasted back three steps, and his arm, which had just solidified, instantly cracked open, flowing out endless scarlet blood.
But force is never one-way; it is always mutual.
Amidst the raging storm, Zhong Hui bled from all seven orifices, his physical body blasted into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only his soul trembling in astonishment.
His cultivation level was merely at the Divine Realm, and his control over the sacred artifact was only the tip of the iceberg; he was utterly powerless to resist.
"Who...who exactly are you?"
“The third son of the Holy Emperor of the Remnant Clan, Mo Yuan.”
The young member of the remnant clan swung his hand down again, crushing the opponent's soul with a shriek.
Then he waved his hand towards the sky, pulling a corner of the rolling darkness, directly wrapping the Xuan Yuan Pearl, and suppressing it in his palm.
Upon seeing this, King Ersha raised his eyebrows: "Congratulations, Your Highness, on winning a weapon."
"As expected of the object that once suppressed the Heavenly Dao of my clan, even the night cannot completely conceal it. It's fortunate that it was in the hands of an incompetent fool." Mo Yuan sensed the ever-expanding power in the object and fixed his eyes, then turned to look at King Esha. "Where are the other sects now?"
"The other six sacred artifacts are all in the south."
"Gather the clansmen and march south to seize the weapons."
“Your Highness, the remaining six weapon wielders are different from him; they have already become one with the sacred artifacts and are not easy to deal with,” King Ersha’s minister immediately explained upon hearing this.
"Let's go check it out first, find out their location, so that our elder brother doesn't steal the credit." Mo Yuan said softly, then suddenly transformed into a black-purple beam of light and shot away.
The rolling darkness, like a raging sea, surged and rushed southward.
At this moment, a beam of celestial light fell from the high heavens, gradually condensing amidst the raging winds, and finally transforming into the figure of an old man dressed in loose clothing.
He looked up at the rolling darkness, a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"The remnants of the race have been resurrected, while you are left with only a wisp of a soul. What is the point of your return?"
"I had to come and see Qingyun, which I have been protecting for a hundred years."
The old headmaster of the Heavenly Academy turned his back and looked behind him: "Brother Yan Liang, you made a terrible move."
Master Chen stood in the void, his cracked clay body constantly leaking out immortal energy. Hearing him speak, people couldn't help but stare in disbelief.
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