1066: Chapter 311 Emperor Ma Shi 1066: Chapter 311 Emperor Ma Shi A column of light shot directly into the Nine Heavens within the Undamaged Realm, enveloping two-thirds of the realm within it, isolating the inside from the outside.
This was a light that rose from the forbidden land when the Undamaged Realm was damaged to a certain extent.
Previously, neither Wangjun nor Maple Ancestor knew of this thing in the Undamaged Realm.
Outside the Undamaged Realm, sparse cultivators stood in the void, each with a different expression as they looked at the world before them.
The greater powers from the outside world did not take thousands of years to approach the Undamaged Realm as Wangjun had thought.
After Big Freedom Bodhisattva received news from Feng Si and quietly followed Feng Si, cultivators from the three great worlds nearby came over in small groups.
Of course, their proclaimed reason was to help the Tian Nu Clan.
But when Big Freedom Bodhisattva suppressed the Undamaged Realm and needed their help, they…
arrived belatedly.
“Wangjun, my fellow Daoist, if you need anything, just speak up.
My Heavenly Fragrance Gate will not hesitate,” a woman said loudly, standing outside the Undamaged Realm.
“Divine God Wind Valley likewise!”
“And us from Big Zhou too!”
Various voices rose and fell outside the Undamaged Realm, but there was no response from within.
The crowd exchanged glances, and a cultivator in a wheelchair spoke solemnly, “The Undamaged Realm has been graced upon us greatly.
Having been struck by this catastrophe and remaining silent for days, I wish to enter and investigate.
Would my fellow Daoists be willing to accompany me?”
The integrity of the Undamaged Realm mustn’t be compromised, not to mention the great grace it had shown him.
His disability was a result of the damage to his Cave World; if the Undamaged Realm could repair the Cave World, his disability would naturally heal!
“Of course, we’ll go together!”
Carefully following the breach made by Big Freedom Bodhisattva, the people spoke as they descended into the Undamaged Realm.
The scene that met their eyes was like doomsday, a true apocalypse.
Mountains collapsed, rivers ceased flow, and magma surged everywhere.
And there were space rifts everywhere.
Whoever had breached the Undamaged Realm previously, nobody knew what they had done here.
The Undamaged Realm was nearly half destroyed!
Just as the group cautiously entered the Undamaged Realm, no one noticed that within the forbidden land, a streak of flowing light hidden within a column of light had escaped the Undamaged Realm in an instant.
That streak of light hid its form and flew out of the vigilant range of the three great worlds outside the Undamaged Realm, then transformed into a human figure with a flash of light.
The figure was half illusory, clearly Wangjun, who had not yet recovered.
He landed on an uninhabited planet, bowed forward with his hands clasped, “Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your assistance.
I hope you can show yourself.”
As his words fell, there was no response from all directions.
Only after a long while did space fluctuate, and a portal hidden in space opened, but no one came out.
Wangjun waited for a moment, then stepped inside.
High mountains and grasslands—a whole world.
At that moment, heavy rain poured down, and thunder and lightning roared.
As soon as he entered, he saw a short and chubby cultivator, dressed in shabby grass clothes, rolling in the mud.
The untidy cultivator turned to him and made a shushing gesture, then pointed to a giant beast sleeping beside him.
The beast looked like a Barbarian Bull but had only one foot—not due to an injury that cut off its limb, but because it naturally had just one foot.
At that moment, Wangjun realized that the thunder wasn’t from the sky but the rumbling snore of the beast.
Each breath in and out brought thunder, hurricanes, and sudden downpours.
Such a Divine God Beast exuded the aura of Opening Heaven Five-fold, although Wangjun did not recognize it.
The untidy cultivator, through some unknown method, had put the One-footed Bull into deep sleep.
The creature’s belly was cut open, and the cultivator was carefully extracting an arrow cluster.
The arrow cluster was entwined with various powers, and the slightest carelessness could harm the life of the One-footed Bull.
Wangjun did not ask further, standing motionless in the storm until the untidy cultivator slowly disarmed the mechanisms on the arrow cluster, extracted it, and then repositioned the One-horned Bull’s internal organs, healing the abdominal wound with a wave of his hand.
Only then did he stir his hands and feet, climbing out of the mud pit and walking towards Wangjun.
“This is Kui!” The untidy cultivator explained, “In the age of legend, it was a top-tier Divine God Beast, capable of Opening Six-fold Heavens, and there even were Kui Cows that opened Seven-fold Heavens.
However, this clan had been largely annihilated by the Yuan Sovereign Clan during the decline of the Heavenly Court; their Spirit Wisdom scattered, reducing them to the level of Exotic Beasts.”
It was unknown what methods the Yuan Sovereign Clan had used, and even after tens of millions of years, they had not found the true reason.
Wangjun suddenly realized; he did not recognize this beast, but when mentioned Kui, he knew—there were many Kui Cow Bones in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, considered treasures for Artifact Refining.
Seeming to know what he was thinking, the untidy cultivator smiled, “What’s Kui Cow Bone?
Cowhide is the real treasure, a pity the art of refining it is lost in this era.”
He spoke casually, yet his gaze warned Wangjun: if he dared desire the Kui Cow hide, it would be a fight to the death!
Wangjun shook his head and bitterly smiled, “Fellow Daoist worries too much.
The Sky Fury Clan does not specialize in Artifact Refining, nor do they relish killing.”
Continuing, he bowed to the untidy cultivator, “Thank you, fellow Daoist, for opening the forbidden land’s defenses for guarding and protecting the Tian Nu Clan.”
The light of the forbidden land hadn’t activated by itself but had been triggered by someone.
He had followed the power that triggered the defenses of the forbidden land and traced it here.
The untidy cultivator waved his hand nonchalantly, “You and I, both from the Bu Tian Clan, share the same roots and origin.
We are kindred clans, no need for formalities.”
Wangjun did not dare to be casual.
Although the untidy cultivator’s words were not wrong, the two clans had been separated for too long, and even as kindred clans, proper etiquette must not be neglected.
The person before him was the current Emperor Ma Shi.
Outsiders didn’t understand Emperor Ma Shi’s traits, referring to him by Ma Shi Empress’s People.
But the truth was that every generation had an Emperor Ma Shi, the clan leader of this clan.
Most skilled in healing beasts.
When the Bu Tian Clan was less renown, this clan had already separated, and the signature serpent tail of the Bu Tian Clan had disappeared, but like the Tian Nu Clan, their innate ability to “repair” remained.
The Tian Nu Clan didn’t just repair the world; it could also mend memories and Divine God Souls, and to some extent, calling them “healers” wasn’t too far off.