Chapter 2295: Returning to One's Place After the Tribulation (Part 2)

"Together, together."

Such roaring cries shook the heavens and moved the earth, echoing throughout Da Chu, wave after wave, even drowning out the thunderous booms and making the ground tremble. The people's actions perfectly illustrated the saying: where the hearts of the people lie, that is where the hopes converge.

"These youngsters certainly have a sense of flair." On Jie Ming Shan, Ming Di spoke with a tone of deep emotion. They were in the midst of battle, after all. What nonsense were they spouting? Didn't they know they were already surrounded by the Hong Huang clans?

"You don't know what emotion is, so how could you understand flair?" Di Huang said leisurely.

As soon as these words were out, Ming Di's face darkened noticeably. He could hear the implication in Di Huang's words: You don't have a wife, so you have no say.

Ming Di's expression turned grim, while Di Huang straightened his back triumphantly. Finally, he had seized the opportunity. The feeling of venting his frustrations was truly refreshing. Serves you right for not having a wife.

The common people had their own sense of flair, and the supreme beings had theirs as well.

After so many years, one Great Accomplishment Saint Body and one Great Emperor amused themselves in this way, delighting in watching the other's face turn black. The darker it got, the happier they were.

"Together, together."

While the two supreme beings bantered, the roars in Da Chu reached their peak. The dim sky was actually howled into brightness. There were so many people that their cries made eardrums buzz.

"Don't embarrass your master." The group of divine generals spoke with grave tones.

At that moment, even Di Xuan felt the same. If Jiu Jian Xian faltered again, she wouldn't mind stepping in to teach him a lesson. In terms of seniority, she was a generation above Jiu Jian Xian.

However, when it came to her own brother, her expression became incredibly awkward.

Before Di Zun became an emperor, he was extraordinarily lively. To put it bluntly, he was skilled at all the shameless things in the world.

Although Di Zun was gone and the people could no longer see his true nature,

That didn't matter. Without Di Zun, there were still his divine generals, all personally trained by him, perfectly reflecting just how unprincipled he had been back then.

Amid the shouts, the Yao Chi Xian Mu was completely flustered.

As a peak Zhun Di and the Xian Mu of Yao Chi Holy Land, her divine sea was roaring, and her mind was unsteady. In fact, she felt utterly dizzy.

In her panic, she abruptly turned around, wanting to find a hole to hide in.

But before she could lift her foot, she felt someone pull her hand.

"I've waited until my hair turned white, until my back bent. Do you really want me to wait until the end of time before you turn back and smile at me?" The stubborn Jiu Jian Xian, full of a man's tenderness, finally reached out after endless years and held the hand of the one he loved, pouring out the words buried in his heart. His voice was hoarse and weathered, moving anyone who heard it to tears.

Yao Chi Xian Mu's delicate body trembled, and mist filled her eyes. Suddenly, she recalled many years ago, when Jiu Jian Xian had been so defiant and untamed. For just one promise, he had waited year after year. Now, where was the slightest trace of his former grandeur? He was so aged it was heartbreaking. He had let down the passage of time, but never her. Even now, he was still waiting.

In the end, the Xian Mu turned around and, facing her Jiu Jian Xian, revealed a smile that could topple cities, just like that year under the peach blossom tree. She was like an innocent young girl, resting her chin in her hands with a touch of playfulness, smiling brightly and purely at the one she loved.

Under the gaze of thousands, an emperor's disciple and the Yao Chi Xian Mu walked hand in hand, like a wedding scene, admired by the world and blessed by all living beings.

"What is love in this world, after all!" Yao Chi's Grand Elder sighed, but smiled and shook his head, choosing not to stop them. Their love had been too painful.

"See? Jiu Jian Xian is still as bold as ever. The Saint Body took Dong Shen, Xuan Yuan Emperor's son took Yao Xin, and he outdid them all by taking the Yao Chi Xian Mu."

"Now that the Xian Mu has been taken, shall we let loose too?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people's eyes lit up. Both elders and juniors stepped forward. It wasn't to cause trouble; it was because there were women in Yao Chi with whom they shared mutual affection.

The scene on the city wall spiraled out of control.

One after another, people walked over and led away Yao Chi's fairies, and even the young female elders were no exception, allowing their beloveds to pull them away step by step.

You could see that whether it was the female disciples or the female elders, as they followed their loves, they would look back three times with every step, lightly biting their lips and glancing at Yao Chi's Grand Elder.

Ah!

Yao Chi's Grand Elder sighed without a word, simply turning around to stand quietly, gazing out at the city, leaving only his back for his disciples and elders.

His turn was a form of indifference and also tacit approval, acknowledging those relationships. He couldn't stop them, didn't want to, and refused to be the villain who left them alone and widowed.

Because of his turn, more female disciples and elders departed.

At that moment, all rules, all worldly judgments, couldn't stand against the word "love." This battle might end in death, and no one wanted to leave regrets in life.

Thus, the scene on the city wall became even more unrestrained.

For some reason, Yao Chi looked more and more like a marketplace, with all sorts of so-called sons-in-law wandering over, and afterward, leading away the Yao Chi fairies.

As a result, the Yao Chi fairies grew increasingly scarce.

"We're in a war, right? Turning it into a matchmaking event— is that appropriate?" Many people sighed.

"Appropriate." Talented figures like Xiao Yuan Huang and Kui Niu also ran over to join the fun, gazing affectionately and speaking seriously, all hoping to take a wife home.

For people like them, Yao Chi showed no mercy and beat them mercilessly.

Still, there were plenty of upright individuals— those who were truly going to claim their brides, having already made vows of eternal love. Pair after pair, the Yao Chi elders wouldn't obstruct them.

"How wonderful." Ye Chen smiled.

"Dad, why don't you go get another one?" Ye Ling chuckled and poked Ye Chen. "You managed to bring Jiu Niang home back then; today you could bring a few more."

"This sounds reliable." Shangguan Yu'er, ever the instigator, chimed in.

"There are too many wolves and not enough meat; I'll pass."

"Keep pretending." All the women laughed and rolled their eyes at Ye Chen.

Amid the rumbling, Yao Chi finally fell silent, though it felt a bit desolate. Except for Yao Chi's Grand Elder, who stood with his back to the world, everyone else was paired up.

"Don't move; I'll handle this." Gu San Tong tossed his head, smoothed his hair, and scampered over with a grin, rubbing his hands.

Then, he was sent flying straight off the city wall.

To be precise, he was kicked off.

The one who struck was an acquaintance of Ye Chen: the Fishing Old Man Zhun Di.

Compared to Gu San Tong, his demeanor was far more refined. He walked over slowly and stood shoulder to shoulder with Yao Chi's Grand Elder, his smile tinged with weariness. "Beauty, all alone?"

Yao Chi's Grand Elder just smiled without speaking. She had heard this teasing line many years ago, and the one who said it was the man beside her now. He had aged a lot since then.

The people of Xuan Huang were baffled, unaware that the Old Man Zhun Di and Yao Chi's Grand Elder were old acquaintances. From behind, the two of them looked quite well-matched.

"Let me calculate— it seems everyone from Yao Chi has found their place." Many old folks stroked their beards meaningfully, unable to hide their sighs and tsks of amazement.

"I wonder what expression Yao Chi's Female Emperor would have if she were still alive."

"This scene is probably exactly what my sister wanted to see." Chen Yi smiled warmly.

"Does this count as merit fulfilled?" Ye Chen laughed.

"It does." Ji Ningshuang smiled gently.

"Look, another Ying Jie immortal light is appearing." As the interlude ended, shouts rang out.

The people, still not satisfied, turned their eyes from that direction to the void.

This time, the Ying Jie immortal light was still two rays, miraculously falling in the same direction. Just like Jiu Jian Xian and Yao Chi Xian Mu, it was another couple from the Ying Jie.

"Jiang Tai Xu?"

"Feng Huang?"

The older generation collectively raised their eyebrows, recognizing who it was.

Well then! The talented figures of the heavens were ready to roar again, striving to matchmake another pair.

But awkwardly, before they could even open their mouths, Jiang Tai Xu and Feng Huang exchanged a smile, took each other's hand, and stepped into the void, ascending step by step to the city wall.

The subsequent Ying Jie returns were quite noteworthy.

The immortal lights kept coming, not one by one, but mostly in pairs, like Jiu Jian Xian and Yao Chi Xian Mu, or Jiang Tai Xu and Feng Huang.

"This Ying Jie is quite the matchmaker." Not just the elders, even the juniors stroked their chins thoughtfully. Pairing up as many as possible was the goal.

Those in the Ying Jie should thank this event. It was because of it that lovers broke through their hesitations and truly held hands in the world after the calamity.

Night had quietly fallen.

As the people looked up, Ying Jie immortal lights frequently appeared.

Tun Tian Mo Zun returned, his demonic aura overwhelming, and he nodded to the evil demons. They weren't a couple, but comrades in arms. One had lost Hong Lian Female Emperor, the other Mu Liu Qing.

Xiao Yao Zi, Wu Ji Zi, Tian Chen Zi, Xuan Zhen Zi, Yun Xiao Zi, and Chi Yang Zi returned one after another. The Seven Sons of Dong Hua were all present. After several hundred years, reuniting on the city wall, they stood like a row of monuments. They had once slain an emperor and were symbols of their era.

Following them came figures like Di Ji, such as Di Xuan, all peerless queens.

Her return made Sheng Zun's eyes shine. The two of them were perhaps the only existing experts who had survived the emperor tribulation. Unfortunately, neither had become an emperor.

Sheng Zun was as bold as ever, always wanting to discuss ideals with Di Ji.

Sadly, Di Ji's expression was indifferent, as if she hadn't heard. The one she loved, from beginning to end, was Liu Dao, even if he was a taciturn and empty shell; her feelings remained unchanged.

The other old folks had better judgment than Sheng Zun.

Their judgment meant they wouldn't flirt with Di Ji no matter what.

The Zhun Di of Xuan Huang felt this deeply. Remembering the past, when Liu Dao suddenly went mad, they had all been beaten until they couldn't lift their heads. That was a lasting shadow. If anyone dared to pursue his beloved again, another mad outburst would leave no one able to withstand it.

In just two or three breaths, another Ying Jie immortal light appeared.

The one returning this time was also a formidable figure: Long Cang Jie. He had once fought Liu Dao one-on-one and came back alive and kicking, an absolute peak Zhun Di of the strongest level.

The sky shook as the next immortal light carried Hong Huang energy.

The person returning was no ordinary being: a Qilin, a Hong Huang-level Qilin, and the only one left in the world— Jiu Chen.

In terms of bloodline, no one could compare to him, not even the Desolate Ancient Saint Body.

Jiu Chen's presence was truly imposing; just his bloodline made many people breathless with suppression. Even Ye Chen's Desolate Ancient Saint Blood was stirring.

In terms of exploits, Jiu Chen was also a ruthless one.

No one might imagine that this Hong Huang Qilin had once beaten Di Huang.

So, every time he saw this guy, Di Huang couldn't help but rub his brows.

And whenever Di Huang rubbed his brows, Ming Di would laugh gleefully. The Di Huang, who had once fought five emperors alone, had such a glorious history. If the world knew, they'd be shocked.

Bang!

By now, Jiu Chen had already stepped onto the city wall.

"Senior." Nan Di and the Qilin clan members rushed over, their expressions full of respect. They were all of the Qilin lineage, but Jiu Chen was the genuine senior of the clan.

"Get out of here." Jiu Chen waved his hand, sweeping them away.

Then, this fellow rubbed his hands and chuckled as he headed toward the Seven Sons of Dong Hua— more precisely, toward Yun Xiao Zi. That woman was strikingly beautiful, and he liked her a lot.

"This one must be Jiang Chen." The divine generals withdrew their gaze from Jiu Chen and looked toward the misty void, where a dark immortal light had crossed it, landing in the direction of Bei Chu.

As they expected, it was the Zombie King, Jiang Chen.

Legend had it that he was an ancient corpse that gained sentience over endless years, cultivating the dao through the corpse path— an alternative approach. In terms of combat power, he even surpassed Da Chu's emperor.

You Ming Yan Luo Wang moved, heading straight for Bei Chu. In his past life, he had reincarnated to Yin Ming Star, so in a way, he was under Jiang Chen and counted as his junior.

After Jiang Chen, the Five Great Heavenly Kings of the Forbidden Zone also returned on time, heading toward the Xuan Huang Continent, because their Ying Jie bodies had already been brought back by Tian Zhu Di Mie.

The subsequent Ying Jie immortal light was exceptionally brilliant, accompanied by piercing sword cries.

This must be a powerful Ying Jie person; even before returning, the way of the sword spanned the universe.

"Jian Shen?" The people's eyes lit up.

"Not Jian Shen." From one side of the city wall, someone spoke indifferently— it was Wu Tian Jian Zun, Mo Qin. He gazed quietly at the void. As a fellow practitioner of the sword dao, he could tell who it was. In his deep eyes, a hint of wariness lingered, for this Ying Jie person was not inferior to Jian Fei Dao.

"It's not him." Dong Huang Tai Xin's immortal body tensed as she murmured, her hopeful eyes dimming slightly. As one Ying Jie person after another returned, only Jian Shen was missing.

"Jiu Jian San Ren." Jiu Jian Xian murmured, unable to hide the wariness in his eyes.

"Is he another great master of the sword dao?" Ye Chen asked quietly, and the cultivators around him perked up their ears. Seeing Jiu Jian Xian's expression, they knew this Jiu Jian San Ren was no small figure. For Di Zun's disciple to react this way, he must be terrifying.

"From the era of Jiu Huang Great Emperor." Jiu Jian Xian said slowly. "He excels in the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, and his sword dao defies heaven and seizes fortune. In the imperial struggles of ancient times, he nearly slew Jiu Huang Great Emperor, leaving only a trace of his soul. Alas, lacking the opportunity for emperorship, he never attained the throne."

Hiss!

Jiu Jian Xian's words made the people draw in a sharp breath. Since ancient times, which emperor hadn't been invincible among peers? Yet an unascended Jiu Huang Great Emperor had almost been slain. They couldn't imagine how otherworldly this legendary Jiu Jian San Ren was.

As the people looked up, Jiu Jian San Ren returned, striding through the sky.

Everyone assumed he was an old-timer, but to their surprise, he was a youth, around twenty years old, with a indifferent expression, neither joy nor sorrow. From him, not a trace of cultivator's aura could be detected— more like an ordinary person. Coming from Bei Chu, each step he took carried dao essence, ancient and profound, making the universe reverse and yin-yang flow backward. He was powerful and fearsome.

He seemed to dislike speaking. Upon reaching the city wall, he found a corner and stood quietly.

His Ying Jie was likely an accident; he had been in self-seal, yet couldn't escape the Ying Jie tide. An ancient, heaven-defying expert had reappeared in the world.

The people's minds were dazed, taking a long time to calm down.

"Another ruthless one." Shen Jiang Bei Lin sighed, drawing everyone's gaze from Jiu Jian San Ren to the void, where another Ying Jie immortal light appeared.

"How ruthless is he?" Xie Yun asked tentatively.

"Yu Hua Xian Wang: Qing." The Six Divine Generals, Hua Qing Luo, took a deep breath.

Upon hearing these four words, Zi Xuan, standing on one side of the city wall, showed a touch of wistfulness in her expression.

Not just her, Di Huang from the Ming Realm also sighed.

It wasn't without reason; Yu Hua Xian Wang was from the same era as Di Huang and Yue Shang. More precisely, he was an admirer of Dong Hua Female Emperor, making him Di Huang's rival in love.

Alas, he and Dong Hua Female Emperor were fated but not destined.

One could imagine how strong he must be to be Di Huang's rival— a secret of the ages. If the world knew, it would cause an uproar; it was too audacious.

From the city wall, someone had already flown out. Upon closer inspection, it was the Son of the Earth, whose bloodline merged with all beings, heading toward Bei Chu, apparently to welcome Yu Hua Xian Wang.

His departure made the Da Chu Zhun Di all raise their eyebrows.

Back when the Son of the Earth was born, there had been omens, and the heavens' sword gods had sought him out, only to be preempted by a mysterious figure who took the newborn away.

All along, the Zhun Di hadn't known who that mysterious person was.

Now, it was clear it was Yu Hua Xian Wang. To snatch someone from the heavens' sword gods' hands was absolutely a supreme ruthless figure, his combat power likely surpassing even Da Chu's emperor.

Speaking of Yu Hua Xian Wang's Ying Jie, it was truly an accident. During the Ying Jie tide, he wasn't affected; he joined halfway and survived the calamity, finally returning against the heavens.

The Son of the Earth went but didn't return, and neither did Yu Hua Xian Wang.

The juniors scratched their heads, and those with low vision did the same, but the elders knew they had returned— it's just that few could see them. Such evasion techniques left even emperors and divine generals in shock.

"This time, it should be Jian Fei Dao." Tian Lao smiled, looking toward the void.

Zheng!

Before the people saw the Ying Jie immortal light, they first heard the sword's cry.

This sword cry made Jian Xian, Jian Zun, and Jiu Jian San Ren all lift their eyes.

This era was truly extraordinary, with four great masters of the sword dao. Their understandings differed but led to the same peak, all pursuing the supreme heights.

Dong Huang Tai Xin choked back a smile and stepped out of the city wall. Though only a few hundred years had passed, she missed him deeply. After enduring the heavenly demon invasion and the Ying Jie calamity, how many worries had there been?

Soon, they saw Kun Lun Shen Nu and Zhu Tian Jian Shen walking hand in hand.

The current Jian Fei Dao had an even more obscure aura and purer dao essence, like an ordinary person. As his senior, the divine generals all clicked their tongues; he was no ordinary powerhouse.

The heavens hid dragons and crouching tigers!

Gazing at the returning Ying Jie figures, the heavens' cultivators couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, after surviving the heavenly demon invasion and braving the Ying Jie calamity, these ruthless ones had incredibly tough fates. Those who lived were no ordinary individuals.

"Next, will there be Hong Chen Liu Dao?" Ye Chen looked up at the void and murmured to himself.