Chapter 2785: Transformation of Heavenly Demons into Reincarnation

The shattered starry sky finally fell silent as the roaring sounds faded away.

The Hong Huang clan had retreated, bringing a temporary end to this bloody war. For three full days, no one was seen in the starry sky, only Ye Chen and Ji Ning Shuang wandering casually—one carrying a Dao sword, the other holding an ultimate Dao imperial weapon.

The Hong Huang had truly withdrawn, retreating back to their ancestral lands. Although they hadn't completely conquered the myriad heavens, their spirits were wildly triumphant, having slaughtered countless people from the myriad heavens.

This was Hong Huang.

This was the legacy of the imperial Dao.

Perhaps from the moment they launched their attack, everyone in the myriad heavens—from the strongest peaks to the lowliest Qi condensation novices—had planted a seed of obsession in their hearts. One day, whoever achieved the Dao and became an emperor, or whoever rose to become the supreme of the ten thousand domains, would be the first to march on Hong Huang. They would use the blood and bones of their enemies to forge blood-red spirit tablets for the fallen heroes.

It wasn't until the fourth day that people began to appear in the starry sky. Groups of cultivators emerged from Xuan Huang, Da Chu, and You Ming, setting up imperial Dao domain gates across various parts of the cosmos to continue evacuating the wounded.

Only then did the people of the myriad heavens, who had been hiding deep in the starry sky, gradually emerge. Battered and bloodied, they supported one another, having survived the invasion from the outer realms and evaded the Hong Huang pursuit. Their survival was nothing short of miraculous.

"Hong Huang, just you wait."

"Don't waste words—hurry through the domain gate."

Curses echoed in the starry sky, mingled with urgent calls. Looking out, armies from the myriad heavens surrounded the imperial Dao domain gates, guiding the arriving wounded. No one could be sure if the Hong Huang would strike again.

On the far side of the star river, Ye Chen revealed his true form. Soon after, Ji Ning Shuang descended from the sky.

The killing intent radiating from the two was thick—one more intense than the other. Ye Chen had slaughtered his way through, and Ji Ning Shuang had done the same, saving many cultivators while cutting down countless Hong Huang warriors.

"Many of the marks have been erased," Ji Ning Shuang said softly, blood still trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"It's as expected," Ye Chen replied, taking a deep breath. Along his path, he hadn't only killed; he had also spared some Hong Huang individuals, imprinting his marks on them. However, the Hong Huang weren't fools. After suffering losses from such marks before, they would certainly check themselves, especially with the imperial Dao legacy at their disposal, which held unimaginable methods.

Still, not all Hong Huang great clans were so fortunate. For instance, the supreme Qiong Qi and the earlier Taotie great saint still bore their marks. Those two imperial Dao lineages were like nests of big fish. Beyond them, several non-imperial Dao Hong Huang great clans also retained their marks.

So, another great war would come in the future—a war to invade Hong Huang. As for the fleeing Tian Mo and E Mo, they would be dealt with after that.

It took nine days for the myriad heavens' cultivators evacuating the wounded to return to their respective homes. Whether it was Xuan Huang, Da Chu, or You Ming Continent, they all raised protective sky barriers once more.

The myriad heavens needed time to recover and heal. First came the outer realm invasion, then the Hong Huang chaos—everyone had suffered greatly, not just in vitality but in their very foundations. No faction had escaped unscathed.

The myriad heavens of the ten thousand domains truly fell into tranquility. The starry sky was empty, and the three realms were silent. Some were healing, others in seclusion, all quietly licking their wounds, hoping to recover as quickly as possible.

On the tenth day, Ye Chen returned to Da Chu.

On Jade Maiden Peak, Xi Yan, Bi You, Luo Xi, Xuan Nu, Shangguan Han Yue, Shangguan Yu Er, Ye Fan, and Yang Lan were all there, their faces still pale. The moment they saw each other, tears flowed freely.

That night, Jade Maiden Peak was filled with Tian Mo energy. Xi Yan brought out Hu Wa, Bi You brought out Dao Huang, Shangguan Han Yue brought out Shangguan Xuan Zong, and Luo Xi and Xuan Nu brought out Dan Yi and Dan Chen.

Without exception, they were all Tian Mo affiliates, lying still on stone beds in a sealed state, their faces twisted in grotesque expressions.

"You're back," Ye Chen said with a weary smile as he looked at them, filled with nostalgia. Hu Wa had died on his back; Dao Huang and Shangguan Xuan Zong had been part of Da Chu's expeditionary force, falling in Northern Chu; Dan Yi and Dan Chen had perished in his previous life protecting him.

Now, after one full cycle of reincarnation, they had all returned. Amid the nostalgia, vivid bloody scenes from the past etched themselves eternally in his memory.

After a brief moment of immersion, Ye Chen gathered his thoughts and cast his spell. With one hand invoking the reverse cycle of reincarnation and the other transforming all things, he first enveloped Hu Wa's body, thoroughly resolving his bloodline and memories.

Ah!

In his sealed state, Hu Wa's face contorted in pain. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the Tian Mo energy throughout his body vanished in patches, his dark Tian Mo bloodline losing its demonic power, and his shadowy memories being erased bit by bit.

"How profound," Chu Ling murmured, witnessing this immortal technique for the first time.

Nan Ming Yu Shu and the others also looked on with curiosity, though not overly surprised. If even a Tian Mo emperor like Long Ye could be resolved, what was a Tian Mo general?

Luo Xi and Xuan Nu, however, had sorrow in their eyes, suddenly thinking of Dan Mo. If Ye Chen had known this technique back then, Dan Mo might not have had to die.

Before long, Ye Chen withdrew his hand. Hu Wa, lying on the stone bed, no longer bore any trace of Tian Mo malice. His bloodline was ordinary, his memories blank. Though his eyes were open, his expression was dull, his gaze empty, like a stone-carved statue or an emotionless puppet staring silently at the stars, devoid of any light in his eyes.

Crack!

Xi Yan crushed a memory immortal stone, and immortal light flew out.

Ah!

As the light merged into him, Hu Wa groaned in pain once more. The others didn't interfere—this was a process every reincarnated person had to endure, with past memories integrating, bringing pain and joy, sorrow and happiness, carrying the weight of bygone events and that life's hardships.

"Is he Uncle Hu Wa?" Ye Ling whispered. She had heard of Hu Wa before—he was the one who defeated her mother Xi Yan, who had the top talent, and became the first true successor of the Heavenly Court, as well as its divine child.

"Is he Mother's disciple?" Ye Fan murmured, watching quietly. His mother had taken only one disciple in her life, and it was this man before them. His name was simple, his personality honest, and he had unyielding perseverance. He had created a legendary myth during the Heavenly Court's three great sect competitions.

Ah!

Hu Wa's seal was lifted, and he continued to groan in pain, clutching his head, blood streaming from his eyes, veins bulging on his forehead. His roars were hoarse and raw.

It wasn't until sometime later that the groans subsided. His eyes were now filled with tears as he stared blankly at Ye Chen, then at the women, his body trembling uncontrollably as tears streamed down.

"Big brother?"

"It's me."

"Master?"

"My disciple."

"Brother Hu Wa, welcome back."

"Xi Yan?"

His choked words dissolved into sobs.

"I tell you, your family's generations are a bit messed up!" Tang San Shao said with a deadpan expression, glancing at one then another—one calling him big brother, another master, and then brother Hu Wa.

"We're used to it," Ye Ling said with a teary smile, moved to tears herself. As for the generations, they had long been tangled in Da Chu. For instance, her mother Shangguan Yu Er, after reincarnation, was sisters with the mother of Hao Tian Shi Yue.

Hu Wa kept crying, his sobs heavy with emotion. Past and present lives, just a thousand years or so, felt like a long, illusory dream. Before waking, he had lain weakly on Ye Chen's back, whispering hoarse words; now, upon waking, he returned to his homeland. This great cycle was filled with indescribable hardships and regrets.

Ye Chen smiled and cast his spell again. This time, it was for Dao Huang. The moment he awoke, Bi You burst into tears, throwing herself into her father's arms after centuries apart, still the daughter she once was.

Next came Shangguan Xuan Zong.

"Yu Er?"

"Moon Er?"

"Grandfather."

Their calls flowed with tears.

When Dan Chen and Dan Yi awoke, Luo Xi and Xuan Nu knelt with a thud.

That night was full of emotion.

Under the old tree, a feast was laid out. Ye Chen was there, along with Chu Ling and the others, Ye Ling and her group, and the awakened Hu Wa, Dao Huang, and the rest. They spoke of stories from the previous cycle, gazing at the mountains and rivers of this one.

During the conversation, Qin Yu and Fu Ling arrived together, bringing the reincarnated Du Gu Ao and Zhuge Yu—one his master, the other his past lover.

"Brother."

"Master Uncle."

Seeing Dao Huang, the two were overcome with tears.

The feast welcomed new guests. Du Gu Ao returned, and Zhuge Yu took his place.

From outside the mountains, Nie Feng and Liu Yi arrived. Like Qin Yu and Fu Ling, they brought reincarnated ones: Feng Wu Hen and Nan Gong Yue—one Nie Feng's master, the other Liu Yi's lover.

They returned one after another, tears falling like rain.

"Ye Chen."

As Ye Chen paused, another call came. This time, it was Hong Chen Xue and Zhong Li, bringing Zhong Kui and Zhong Jiang.

These two reincarnated ones were also from Da Chu's expeditionary force. Upon returning, they wailed loudly. Of Hong Chen's five disciples, four were reunited, the only regret being Zhong Yan, who had long been buried in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and likely reincarnated in Da Chu.

"Ye Chen."

The calls continued as Chu Ling and Yu Ru Feng arrived, bringing the reincarnated Chu Cang Zong, the old ancestor of the Tian Zong family and a member of Da Chu's expeditionary force.

His awakening left Chu Ling in tears. The reincarnated Chu Cang Zong, too, shed old tears. To return to Da Chu and see his family—what more could he ask? This dream had been long enough.

The Ghost King arrived, full of energy and jumping about. Before he even landed, he threw out the reincarnated Ouyang Shi Zun—the legendary Chu Sea divine soldier who had forged a myth.

The Ghost King was one to hold grudges. In the previous life, if not for Ouyang Wang blocking his ghost clan, the Tian Zang Emperor might have achieved emperor status. That's why he threw him down like that.

The arriving Ouyang family members had dark expressions. If the situation weren't so solemn, they would have dragged this guy out for a beating. He was still hung up on past events.

Ouyang Wang's return brought waves of crying.

Compared to the Ghost King, Hao Tian Xuan Zhen was more restrained, bringing the reincarnated Mu Yun Ao—his old rival from the previous life, whom he had snatched back from the Tian Mo, nearly losing his own life in the process.

Now, coming here, he not only wanted to witness the return but also to boast a bit. The two old rivals had competed for half a lifetime, and finally, he had pinned this guy down.

In reality, the moment Mu Yun Ao awoke, his eyes were filled with tears. What was there left to boast about? Returning was enough—who needed the rivalry?

Cheers!

Accompanied by a resounding cheer, everyone raised their cups. No more past grudges, no more hatred—because they all shared the same homeland called Da Chu.