312: Parents' martial arts foundation

The teleportation light gate at Kunlun Base was like a giant golden vortex suspended in a clearing at the edge of the forest.

When the first batch of Blue Star survivors, supporting one another, tattered and ragged, with faces still bearing traces of panic and numbness, stumbled out of the light gate and stepped onto the soft, thick, life-filled black soil, time seemed to freeze.

A brief, deathly silence.

Then, like a dam pushed to its limit, it burst with a roar!

"Soil! It's soil! Solid soil!" An elderly man with white hair knelt on the ground, trembling, burying his hands deep into the mud.

Muddy tears rolled down, dripping into the fertile earth.

"Trees! Such big trees! The air... is so sweet!" A scrawny child broke free from his mother's hand and stumbled toward the nearest giant tree that would require several people to encircle.

He looked up with his little face, breathing greedily, his face filled with pure, regained joy.

"Are we... did we really survive? Is this... our new home?" Someone muttered to themselves, looking around at the boundless green sea of forests, the clear, winding rivers in the distance, and the six-legged birds with colorful feathers that they had never seen before flying in the sky.

A massive sense of unreality struck their hearts, instantly transforming into the ecstasy and sobbing of having survived a disaster.

The sounds of crying, laughing, exclamations, and grateful prayers swept through the edge of the forest, which had been silent for countless years, like a surging tide.

The torrent of billions of people migrating, guided by the light of hope, poured continuously into this newly born paradise.

Lin Yuan floated in mid-air with his parents, overlooking the boiling scene below.

He watched those numb and desperate eyes reignite with vitality, watched children running and playing on the grass, and watched people spontaneously organize themselves, guided by the deacons of the Spirit Martial Hall and the engineering Puppets sent by Feng Tianxiu, to clear safe open spaces and build simple yet hopeful temporary camps.

The heavy boulder in his heart finally slowly lifted.

The spark had taken root in this fertile land.

He did not stay long.

Settling billions of people was a massive project, and with the full assistance of Feng Tianxiu and the Spirit Martial Hall, order was being established rapidly.

His figure turned into a stream of light, appearing with his parents in the central area of the Cangwu Realm—the peak of a mountain that he had raised from the ground with supreme power, where the Spiritual Qi was the most concentrated.

The peak had been leveled to form a vast platform.

Lin Yuan opened his arms and pulled his parents tightly into his embrace.

Since his parents went missing, this was the first time he had so truly felt the warm body temperature of his parents, felt his mother's gentleness and his father's joking scolds—these touches, filled with the scent of human life, could soothe his long-wandering heart more than any supreme Dao power.

Rescuing his parents, settling the remaining humans of Blue Star, and opening up a stable place for them to live... His taut nerves finally relaxed at this moment.

He finally had a moment of pure time, no longer a powerhouse bearing the burden of salvation, but just a son who wanted to spend more time with his parents.

"Dad, Mom."

Lin Yuan released his embrace and helped his parents turn to look at the scene outside the platform—in the distance, the newborn continent was slowly stretching, and the world was flowing with clear, moist vitality; even the wind carried the sweetness of sprouting vegetation.

His voice carried an unprecedented gentleness, and his eyes flickered with childlike anticipation: "Look, we are all still alive."

"As long as we are alive, there is a future."

He raised his hand and swept across the void.

The Spiritual Qi at the edge of the platform turned into two rainbow bridges, leading to a distant area of spiritual fields and houses that were being nurtured.

"This is our new home, a place... where there will never be separation or war again."

Soft light penetrated the clouds and spilled down, plating the three of them with a warm golden edge.

Lin Yuan looked at the tears and smiles in his parents' eyes and suddenly felt that all the hardships he had overcome to become a Myriad Dao Realm Martial Artist might never have been for supreme power, but for this moment, being able to stay by his loved ones' side and watch over the stable future that belonged to them.

"Yuan'er!" Su Wanqing could no longer hold back and hugged Lin Yuan tightly!

She asked about Lin Yuan's life after they went missing!

"Mom!"

Lin Yuan felt the warmth of his mother's embrace, his eyes heating up.

He looked at his father, Lin Zhengnan, whose tiger-like eyes were also staring at him, filled with tears.

Lin Yuan helped his mother and led his father to the edge of the platform, overlooking the vast, verdant Cangwu land below, as well as the massive, busy yet vibrant camp at the edge of the forest in the distance.

He spoke slowly, his voice calm yet containing power, recounting the opportunities he gained from the jade pendant his parents left him, ranking first in the college entrance exam, going to the Xuanxiao Great World, entering the East Domain Tianxu Continent, the trials of the Taichu Divine Continent, the crisis in the 903 Divine Domain, and everything that happened after returning to Blue Star, one by one.

The process was thrilling and extremely dangerous.

Lin Zhengnan and Su Wanqing's expressions changed several times as they listened, sometimes shocked and angry, sometimes sorrowful.

When they heard that their son had ventured alone into that abyss of despair, used supreme methods to refine the saint soul Origin, forcibly reshaped their dao foundation, saved them at the last moment, and found this paradise to settle billions of compatriots, immense shock, boundless lingering fear, and unspeakable pride and heartache flooded them like a tide.

"Child... you have suffered..."

Su Wanqing held Lin Yuan's hand tightly, tears sliding down silently.

Those tears were no longer dark purple crystals, but warm, heartache filled with maternal love.

Lin Zhengnan sighed heavily, looking at the vibrant new home below, and then at his own palms, which contained immense power, his eyes complex: "Martial God Ji... He... Sigh! Yuan'er, you did the right thing! This Cangwu Realm is hope! It is the future! We old guys, and the humans who were left behind, finally... have a way to survive!"

He felt the surging power within his body, far beyond his past cognition.

The chaotic and heavy Origin energy was perfectly fused with his Physical Body, as if every gesture could move the power of the earth.

"Yuan'er, this Foundation you reshaped for us... I feel... it's very strong! Extremely strong! But specifically..."

He was a bit bewildered, having power but not knowing how to use it.

Lin Yuan smiled slightly: "Dad, Mom, your current Soul essence has far surpassed ordinary Martial Artists."

"Your physical bodies have also been strengthened to a very high starting point by the feedback of the Soul Origin."

"You are now, in every sense, at the Myriad Dao Realm Foundation! It's just that you lack the corresponding Cultivation Technique to trigger it and practical combat experience."

He raised his hand, and two Jade Slips flowing with warm light appeared in his palms, handing them to his parents respectively.

On the Jade Slips, one was branded with heavy runes like mountains and earth, and the other was entwined with vines and flower patterns that signified endless life.

"Dad, this is the 'Thick Earth Prison Suppressing Scripture', which matches the Earth Origin you awakened. It focuses on the Physical Body and the power of the earth, with unparalleled defense, and power capable of shaking mountains."

"Mom, this is the 'Azure Emperor Longevity Art', which matches the Life Creation Origin you awakened. It focuses on vitality and nourishment, both offensive and defensive, and can even heal and help others."

"Myriad Dao Realm Foundation?!"

Lin Zhengnan and Su Wanqing took the Jade Slips, feeling the profound dao rhyme contained within, their hearts shaken!

Although they didn't know much about martial arts Realms, they knew what kind of legendary existence the "Myriad Dao Realm" was!

That was a height that even Ji Fengyun, whom they once looked up to, had not reached!

And they, under their son's Heaven-Defying methods, had ascended to the sky in one step, possessing such a terrifying Foundation.

As long as they cultivated step by step, they would surely become Myriad Dao Realm powerhouses?