1042: Chapter 300: The Profligate!
1042: Chapter 300: The Profligate!
Ji Feixue and Su He had left.
Wangjun watched the sky as the two dots gradually shrank.
His expression, which had just improved, turned serious in an instant.
He swiftly turned his head and looked at the Maple Ancestor, “Elder Ancestor, immediately recall all our clansmen who are still in the external realm, activate the boundary barriers, and seal the Undamaged Realm.
Cultivate the Goddess, and if necessary, let our people enter the forbidden land!”
The true forbidden land was not the small forbidden land that the Dragon Turtle and Big Ease had visited.
If the Undamaged Forbidden Land were a sunflower, the Heritage Space and White Tiger Space were merely two smaller petals.
They weren’t even considered the true forbidden land.
Sealing the Undamaged Realm, like what the Bu Tian Clan did in ancient times, meant no longer contacting anyone until the world forgets about the existence of the Undamaged Realm, forgets about the Tian Nu Clan!
Phoenix Ancestor frowned slightly, “Is it necessary to go to this extent?”
This was complete isolation from the world!
“It’s necessary!” Wangjun nodded.
Human nature is the most unpredictable!
He wouldn’t trust that the Dragon Turtle could provide them a true refuge, nor would he trust the world previously graced by their generosity—those in need of the Tian Nu Clan’s grace were precisely the warmongers; otherwise, how would the world have broken?
Untrustworthy, all untrustworthy!
Optimism was just a manner of speaking regarding the Dragon Turtle.
Only the boundary barriers of the Undamaged Realm were truly reliable!
However, it was extremely difficult to fully close the barriers of the Tian Nu Clan.
But once closed, it would indeed be safe, unless Big Freedom Bodhisattva could be so shameless as to descend to the Lower Realm and break the formation himself.
Otherwise, even if six or seven Divine God Beasts at the Opening Heaven Five-fold level arrived, they could not easily breach the barriers of the Tian Nu Clan.
Cultivators…
Cultivators always put on a façade of morality; they would never openly hunt the Tian Nu Clan members, perhaps they have already killed many in secrecy.
Outwardly, they would surely try their best to protect their benefactors.
They wouldn’t forcibly break the Tian Nu barriers; recall the disciples, close off the world!
Unless talents like Su He or Ji Feixue emerged within the Tian Nu Clan, capable of protecting the entire clan, they would never open the realm!
Big Freedom Bodhisattva was utterly despicable, his previous words shook the foundation of the Tian Nu Clan, and he will surely suffer from the backlash of his own virtue.
Let’s see how long he lasts under the Star Sea!
Wangjun gritted his teeth; the people of the Tian Nu Clan had already returned to the Undamaged Realm, spreading out in all directions, beginning to activate the Undamaged Boundary Barriers.
…
The Star River changes three times a day.
With the morning bell, the sky brightens with splendid colors, and auspiciousness spreads in thousands of ways, marking the time when the Heavenly Court’s ministers used to attend court.
At dusk, the drum sounds again, the Star River meanders, and the constellations twinkle—this is the Demon Clan’s time to gather Star Force and worship the moonlight.
Two dragons roamed in the Star River—one was a purely white dragon, immeasurably long, with its head here and tail there, traveling between the stars and moons, with stars in its claws like marbles.
The other was Azure Dragon Meng Xiao, no longer just a scarf, restored to his original size, dozens of lengths long, but in front of the white dragon, he seemed small and adorable, coiling around the white dragon’s snout, like a little leech.
Akin to a pet.
Meng Xiao listened and was stunned, “Is there another change?”
The Elder Ancestor spoke of something else, not the current Star River; aside from the tides of the Star River, there is nothing else—unless storms and various disasters also count, then there are plenty.
The white dragon smiled but did not answer; instead, he looked ahead and asked, “Was this the small island you and Sister Le ventured onto back then?”
What the white dragon referred to as a “small island” was a mainland endless and unknown in reach.
On it were collapsed mountains and fallen palaces.
Meng Xiao nodded.
The white dragon’s whiskers swayed, “This place used to be the Jade Crimson Pavilion, where a goddess of the Heavenly Court helped the Tian Emperor review petitions.”
It is well-known—the more secretive a place was back then, the more severely targeted it was when the Heavenly Court fell.
But these places had been scavenged by the Mystery Huang World long ago; when did traps get planted?
The white dragon moved its body and hovered above the mainland, scanning the land bit by bit.
On the ground were remnants of ruins.
Heavenly Court structures, even after tens of millions of years, though shattered, bore no signs of decay.
In the corners unnoticed, they still hint at the grandeur of that ancient being who once suppressed all heavens.
“Back then, Sister Le and I landed here and explored, venturing through pavilions and buildings, and traversed landscapes and seas…
The last stop was the underground palace ahead,” Meng Xiao walked as he gestured ahead.
The white dragon shook its head, “It’s useless, he has already been here, more than once.”
Meng Xiao puzzled, “Who?” He then realized, “Ji Tianchen…?”
As Meng Xiao was still questioning, he suddenly noticed the Elder Ancestor beside him vanish instantly, retreating thousands of miles away, leaving him bewildered, then a thunderclap resounded in the sky.
Crack!
Boom!
Crack!
…
In a cloud-free sky, suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and one bolt after another struck down furiously onto Meng Xiao.
A perfectly fine Azure Dragon paralyzed in an instant, emitting black smoke as it plummeted, unable to move for a long while.
This thunder carried a hint of Heavenly Punishment?!
As if he had violated a heavenly decree.
Suddenly feeling overwhelmed and wronged, he slowly opened his eyes and saw the Elder Ancestor who had long left, now returned and floating in the sky, looking down at him sympathetically.
“Elder Ancestor…”
“Teaching you to behave, little youngster.
In the Star Sea, especially in the various palaces, do not speak disrespectfully, do not directly mention his name.”
The name Ji Tianchen was taboo here.
“Why?” Meng Xiao blinked, clueless.
“Perhaps because his status is too high, he must not be disrespected?” The white dragon’s whiskers twitched with a smile, but his eyes held a sigh.
Meng Xiao: “???”