Chapter 3254: Eternal Continuation (II)

May you return.

In the vast cosmos, such words echoed endlessly, persisting for ten thousand years.

The offerings of all living beings never ceased.

Once again, a gathering of Huang Zhe occurred, but only nine attended.

Liu Ruyan was absent, still lost in dreams.

Ye Chen was also missing—the most extraordinary Huang Zhe—his return uncertain.

It was another assembly of Shen Jiang, wandering through the starry skies.

Di Zun had been beaten and remained unconscious, nearly killed by Meng Mo.

Wait for it!

Once Di Zun awakens, he won't learn his lesson. Whenever he takes a fancy to someone, he'll shamelessly pursue them, and one day, he might even surpass Meng Mo.

In Wu Lei Cheng today, the moonlight shone bright and clear.

On the steep mountain peak, Wu Lei sat alone, gazing quietly at the stars.

Her graceful figure was dusted with the passage of time.

Eternity brings its own eternity; mortals lived for ten thousand years without aging or dying, yet she had turned white-haired early. Since being separated by the Nu Di, she gained her freedom. Every three to five years, she wandered the world, more precisely, searching—searching for her beloved. She had witnessed countless unions and romances but could never find that ordinary him.

Perhaps.

In the cycle of Tian Dao, that person never existed from the start.

A visitor arrived outside the city.

It was Jian Fei Dao and Dong Huang Tai Xin, likely passing through and coming to pay their respects.

Over ten thousand years, many had come to Wang Gu Cheng.

Like the Jian Shen and Kunlun Shen Nu, most arrived as pairs. Ye Chen's cycle of reincarnation had added beautiful scenes to the world, and Wu Lei, with her affections, sincerely wished them well.

Among the visitors, there were also those who came to cause trouble.

Such as Xiao Yuan Huang and Kui Niu, who originally went banging drums and gongs to find Ye Chen. In their search, they ended up at Wu Lei Cheng, boisterously trying to take Wu Lei as their bride.

Such scenes always turned bloody.

Even so, others kept charging forward, only to be beaten until they couldn't lift their heads.

Wu Lei had been separated out.

Yet, when the Nu Di granted her freedom, she also bestowed eternal insights. Though Wu Lei's cultivation was only at Tian Di level, even a Zhun Huang might not be her match.

Those who benefited similarly included Chu Xuan and Chu Ling.

Their cultivations were also at Tian Di level, and they possessed the Nu Di's insights.

In the distant Xing He, two figures stood silently.

It was Jiang Tai Xu and Feng Huang. After paying respects to Ye Chen, they strolled through the starry skies and spotted a young girl frolicking and jumping by the lake in the Xing He.

That was Feng Xian.

She had long become part of historical dust, yet she was one in the Tian Dao cycle.

Grievances and resentments.

More than ten thousand years had passed; the memories of the past had been erased countless times by reincarnation. Now, she was just a new life, like the past Yin Zhi Ping or the Hong Huang enemies, all reborn in the cycle. In this new era, the old affairs of bygone years had faded like smoke, and even if Ye Chen were still around, it would likely be met with a casual laugh.

It was another Yao Chi grand event.

Unlike ancient times, now it was all about joyful unions.

That year, Chen Yi and Di Jiu Xian brought someone with them.

It was a mortal, more accurately, a young scholar—utterly ordinary, yet he made Yao Chi Nu Di tear up with emotion. Even after thousands of autumns and eras, she could still recognize at a glance the one who had waited for her lifetimes ago in the previous era.

Also that year, Shen Zun awakened.

Like the Nu Di, he stood atop the mountain, silent for a long time.

What are you thinking about?

Qi Huan appeared like a dream, gracefully standing beside him.

Thinking about the Tian Dao cycle.

Shen Zun smiled, having spent much time healing and gaining many insights.

It's not that Ye Chen can't be revived; it's that we haven't reached that level.

Yet the universe is damaged. Beings like him and the Nu Di can't attain the Tian Dao level. The so-called Tian Dao level is the peak of Huang Di in this universe. Since the universe can't be repaired, one can't reach the true peak of Huang Di; without reaching that peak, Ye Chen can't be revived; and without reviving Ye Chen, the universe can't be fixed. It's the cycle of Tian Dao.

From the beginning, it's a dead loop.

And there's the worship of all living beings. Qi Huan said softly.

Perhaps!

Shen Zun took a deep breath; the nianli of the masses held infinite possibilities.

That night, he departed for beyond the universe.

To fully repair the universe, Ye Chen needed to be revived, but Shen Zun, as a Huang Di, could still provide nourishment for it, much like Ye Chen's small universe in the past, which could merge with the Zhutian. In a sense, it could replenish the universe's origin.

At least, it could extend eternity.

He was gone for ten years. Ten years in the Zhutian equated to eons beyond, like a wandering phantom traveler who went far, far away.

When he returned, he was covered in blood.

He must have encountered a terrifying being, nearly perishing in body and dao.

Following him was the Nu Di.

She was gone even longer, not returning for thirty years. Though she didn't find other universes, she discovered a stretch of Xian Hai—whether illusory or void, it could replenish the origin. For this, she paid a heavy, devastating price, nearly destroying her spirit.

In the years that followed, they continued this way.

One Huang Di would guard the Zhutian while the other embarked on the journey.

To this day, no third Huang Di has emerged.

The older generation knows that it's impossible for a third Huang Di to appear in the current Zhutian, just as it was impossible for a fifth in the previous era. This is the universe's limitation.

Ming Di, we haven't seen you venture out in a long time.

In the former Yin Cao Di Fu, the Shi Dian Yan Luo sat in a neat row.

I dare not... well, I don't want to.

Ming Di's response was straightforward. The last time he was beaten half to death, he didn't dare wander out again. Di Huang and Yue Shang attacked him on sight.

Home is good; home is safe.

The Shi Dian Yan Luo stood with hands clasped, having not left the Ming Jie for years.

If Ming Di was afraid, so were they.

As subordinates of Ming Di, they were always specially targeted. Not just Di Huang and Dong Hua Nu Di—who knew how many supreme beings Ming Di had offended?

Ming Jue suffered as well.

Whenever people saw him, he was usually clutching his waist, limping along.

Anyone from the Ming Jie deserves a beating.

Sometime in the past, this unspoken rule emerged in the Zhutian, including for Ming Di and the Yan Luo. Unless necessary, they didn't dare show their faces. Perhaps the world was too peaceful, and too many supreme beings wanted to spar.

Qin Meng Yao was an exception.

Since the Tian Dao cycle, she hadn't left the Ming Jie. Aside from paying respects to Ye Chen each day, she sat under an old tree, quietly carving wooden figures—of someone named Zhao Yun. She didn't know if he was still alive; it had been over ten thousand years since she last saw him.

Ah!

Meng Po sighed, whether from habit or her profession, even as an emperor, she still guarded the Sansheng Shi, quietly brewing her Forget Emotion Soup. Every so often, the judges and the Black and White Impermanence would come to claim a bowl.

Heng Yue welcomed a group of guests.

There was Xuan Huang, Dao Huang, Hao Tian Xuan Zhen, Jiu Li Sheng Zhu—all from the older generation, and without exception, all were Ye Chen's fathers-in-law, coming to visit their daughters.

Even they couldn't bring themselves to go up Yu Nu Peak.

Fortunately, Long Ye was accommodating and prepared several jars of ten-thousand-year-old fine wine for everyone.

The wine from Heng Yue Sect isn't drinkable.

Among the many supreme fathers-in-law, this was the one thing they remembered clearly. Ye Chen might be gone, but his invention—the specialty of Da Chu—was still widely circulated. Not even great emperors, Tian Di, or Zhun Huang Di could suppress its effects.

People! Can't there be a little trust?

Long Ye sighed again. What had become of the world these days?

No worries; we know what's in our hearts.

The fathers-in-law didn't speak, but their expressions said it all. Yesterday, when Jiu Jian Xian came, he drank your wine. One cup and he was done for; as soon as he left Heng Yue Sect, he went home with Yao Chi Xian Mu to have children.

So, feel free to visit Heng Yue.

As for the wine and food from Heng Yue, it's best to avoid them.