Chapter 2211: Breaking the Cycle of Reincarnation

Chapter 2211: Out of Reincarnation

In the original era, Ling Yu.

Now, Ling Yu was still stained with blood that hadn't fully dried. Under the dim night sky, collapsed mountains lay untended, withered vegetation unwatered, and ruins stretched as far as the eye could see. What was once a fairyland on earth now resembled scorched earth.

The wild wind howled, its eerie sounds like the wails of vengeful ghosts. Indeed, three years ago, this land had endured a devastating war, claiming countless lives. The heroic souls who fell in battle must have unfinished wishes, wandering between heaven and earth as lonely wild ghosts with deep obsessions, refusing to dissipate.

Under the moonlight, a shadowy figure materialized, cloaked in black robes like a phantom. It was the Nü Shengti, walking slowly, each step deliberate, her head bowed and eyes fixed on the ground as she searched inch by inch, as if looking for something.

On a patch of blood-red scorched earth, she halted, slowly bending down to squat and dig through the soil. From within, she pulled out strands of hair. That was her hair, which she had given to Ye Chen in the past. A woman's strand of hair, the Yue Lao's red thread of fate—what she gave was hair, but what she planted was a romantic bond.

Three years had passed, and she still vaguely remembered Ye Chen's expression: devoid of hate, anger, joy, or sorrow. In the moment he threw away the hair, she felt the entire world darken. The supreme queen had mist in her eyes, which condensed into frost under the moonlight. Scenes from the past merged into tragic memories.

"I'm sorry!"

This single phrase carried so much emotion. The tears welling in her beautiful eyes finally fell to the ground, wetting the hair in her hand and mourning the lost love. Under the moon, the sound of the woman's sobbing was clear.

Who would have thought that a Nü Shengti infinitely close to great accomplishment—a supreme ruthless figure who could contend with a great emperor—would shed tears, and for a relationship, leave behind tears that evoked pity? In that moment, she was no longer the Nü Shengti, but a fragile woman.

"What is love in this world!" Ming Di sighed, shaking his head helplessly, feeling sorry for the Nü Shengti and believing she must have some unspoken hardship.

Di Huang thought the same. Her act of giving hair to Ye Chen and shedding tears for him proved she had emotions. A Nü Shengti with feelings, even if allied with the heavenly demons, must have unknown hardships. As for what those were, he didn't know, but they were certainly not simple.

"Later, have a good chat with her. Maybe we can even win her over."

"You're not suitable; let Ye Chen go."

"Fully utilize the shameless spirit, seduce one if you can."

"Hmm, I believe in him."

Tonight, Ming Di was quite chatty, speaking one line after another, valuing the Nü Shengti highly and also valuing Ye Chen, that thick-skinned guy who could accomplish anything. If he could seduce the Nü Shengti, that would be truly extraordinary. At that time, there would be no need for Di Huang to return; just the Nü Shengti alone could sweep across the eight desolations. The Honghuang Zu, the Heavenly Demon Domain—they would all have to lie low.

Of course, what Ming Di hoped for most was not this, but the child from the union of the Holy Body and the remaining one. That kind of heaven-defying bloodline was unheard of, absolutely terrifying.

Beside him, Di Huang said nothing, only glancing sideways at Ming Di. As a great accomplishment Holy Body, he still had some insight and could read this emperor's thoughts. A dignified great emperor, spending all day not thinking about cultivation, just fussing with useless things.

Ming Di didn't mind at all. Every time Di Huang looked at him like that, he would straighten his back, and his expression would become earnest. "Don't try to scare me, old man; I have a treasured edition."

In Ling Yu, the Nü Shengti still hadn't risen. She wasn't afraid of getting dirty; she simply knelt on the ground, carefully digging out the hair embedded in the soil strand by strand, with large teardrops falling one by one.

Suddenly, the space behind her twisted. Then, a ray of seven-colored immortal light flew out. Upon closer inspection, it was the Zhu Xian Jian, as elusive as ever, emerging from nowhere and merging into her body.

The Nü Shengti didn't speak; she reached into her body with one hand and pulled out the Zhu Xian Jian. Then, she casually threw it far away. Why say she's terrifying? Infinitely close to great accomplishment isn't just empty words; even the Zhu Xian Jian, she didn't take seriously, tossing it so casually.

The Zhu Xian Jian buzzed, wanting to return, but was shaken away by the Nü Shengti. As fellow Holy Bodies, she was much stronger than Ye Chen. If she wanted, she could beat the Zhu Xian Jian until even its mother wouldn't recognize it. There's no way around it; the Holy Body specifically counters the Zhu Xian Jian.

He didn't know when she finally stood up. She was still walking step by step, a bit unsteadily, holding strands of hair in her hands, looking lost, with the howling wind blowing wildly, repeatedly lifting her hair and hitting her sorrowful, beautiful face. She had never seemed so vulnerable before.

As she walked, she disappeared, her figure vanishing from the world.

The Zhu Xian Jian emitted immortal light in all directions, shattered the void, and disappeared without a trace. With both of them gone, Ling Yu fell into tranquility again.

Not long after, a boom echoed in the void, and a crack opened. Immediately, a human figure fell out, doing a majestic headfirst dive and planting into the ground. Not to mention the injury, just looking at it hurt terribly.

This person was undoubtedly Young Master Ye, Ye Chen.

After a thousand years in the reincarnation path, he finally emerged, using emotion as his guide, aided by reincarnation transmission, returning to the original era. The journey was full of hardships.

When he got up, he didn't even pat off the dirt and hurriedly looked around. After two or three seconds, his eyes lit up, recognizing that this was Ling Yu, not the Ling Yu in reincarnation, but the real Ling Yu of the original era.

He was back, finally back.

Young Master Ye stood on the ground, tears and snot flowing, playing up his emotions to the extreme. Being trapped in reincarnation for a thousand years with no one to talk to was really tough on this kid.

As he was wiping his tears, a young cultivator passed by. From a distance, the youth saw Ye Chen and found it strange: why wasn't this guy sleeping in the middle of the night and coming here to cry? But thinking about it, he understood; three years ago in the war, who knows how many died in Ling Yu. It's understandable for someone to come cry at the graves.

But crying is fine; why is his face full of dirt? Can't even see what he looks like.

As he was flying, the youth suddenly plunged down. Or rather, he was grabbed down by Ye Chen with one hand. Some things needed to be asked.

The youth was scared out of his wits, not daring to breathe.

"Since the Qingtian Magic Pillar of Ling Yu collapsed, how long has it been?"

"Three years," the youth trembled as he replied. Although he didn't know why Ye Chen was asking this, he had to answer honestly, because Ye Chen's gaze was too terrifying.

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but touch his chin. In his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief. Three years wasn't too long; he should understand that the time flow in reincarnation is different from the original era. This is similar to the past Six Paths of Reincarnation. Another thousand years; by this count, he's also an old fellow.

On the other side, seeing Ye Chen not speaking, the youth turned to run. However, after two or three steps, he was grabbed back by Ye Chen, still staring at him without looking aside.

"In these three years, have there been any major events in the various heavens?"

"Not much. Just the Honghuang Zu causing trouble every now and then, wantonly harming living beings. A few days ago, they even provoked Da Chu. I heard Da Chu responded to the challenge; the one who responded was the wife of the Holy Body: Dong Shen Yao Chi. Calculating the time, it should have started by now." The youth explained everything in detail, not daring to hide anything.

His words made the silent Ye Chen's aura change suddenly. A powerful pressure burst forth, his dazzling divine eyes shooting out cold light, the icy killing intent making the heaven and earth freeze inch by inch, like an awakened war god, shaking the four seas and eight desolations.

"Honghuang Zu, very good." Ye Chen snorted coldly and disappeared in an instant.

After he left, the youth behind him sat on the ground with a thud, gasping for breath, his face pale without a trace of blood. Ye Chen's pressure was too strong and terrifying, and the killing intent was too cold. In that moment just now, he seemed to see the god of death beckoning to him.

PS: Sorry, family matters delayed me; I'll make up the owed chapters as soon as possible.