318: Forever Remembered (End of Blue Star Chapter)

"Lord Lin!" A young Martial Artist stepped forward, new wounds on his face, but his eyes burning like torches. "We finally gained a foothold in this Hell, just killed those bastards, and seized so many Guixu Crystals and points! To go back just like this... we aren't willing! Although the rules here are cruel, the speed of becoming stronger is a hundred times faster than on Blue Star, or even in the Cangwu Realm you mentioned! We want to stay! We want to take a gamble! We want to become truly powerful and no longer be abandoned ants!"

"Right! Lord Lin, let us stay!"

"Lord Ji brought us in, and we haven't even made a name for ourselves yet!"

"With these resources, we'll be able to achieve a Breakthrough soon!"

Echoes of agreement rose one after another, carrying a near-fanatical gambler's mentality. The trials of the Tower of Will were like deadly poppies, giving them the illusion of rapid growth amidst despair. Withdrawing now was like being forcibly pulled away from the gambling table while winning. Ji Fengyun opened his mouth to speak, but seeing the faces hardened by the battlefield and filled with desire, he ultimately let out a sigh.

Lin Yuan's gaze swept across this group of scarred but still battle-ready compatriots. In his deep pupils, there was no reprimand, only a calm that saw through everything.

"The heart to become stronger is not wrong." His voice was not loud, but it was like a great bronze bell, instantly suppressing all the clamor and clearly etching itself into the depths of everyone's Soul. "But striking a stone with an egg is not courage; it is folly!"

Boom!

An indescribable, vast pressure, like an ancient star suddenly awakening from its slumber, diffused from Lin Yuan's body. This pressure was not directed at the physical body but acted directly on the Soul's Origin! There was no violent impact, yet it carried a supreme will that looked down upon the heavens and held power over life and death.

The Blue Star Martial Artists present, including Ji Fengyun who had recently entered the Dharma Domain Realm, instantly felt their Souls were like a small boat in a raging storm—tiny, fragile, as if a single thought from the opponent could doom them eternally!

The air solidified. All the clamor came to an abrupt halt. The Martial Artists who had been shouting to stay turned pale in an instant, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, the burning fire in their eyes replaced by cold fear. For the first time, they felt so clearly the insurmountable chasm between themselves and this 'compatriot' before them! It was not just a gap in power, but a difference in life levels as vast as clouds and mud!

"The 'speed' you see," Lin Yuan's voice returned to calmness, but every word was like a knife, cutting open the cruelty of reality, "is built upon narrow escapes and precarious living. The rules here are to screen 'seeds' who can survive on the Guixu Battlefield, not to Cultivate powerhouses with a solid Foundation. Your current strength can barely struggle on the edge of this battlefield; once you go deep into the core area and encounter true Prodigies, Saint Realm projections, or even Guixu Lords, you will vanish in an instant. How much of your compatriots' blood stains the Guixu Crystals in your hands? How far can they support you? Drinking poison to quench thirst is ultimately a dead end."

He raised his hand, his fingertip tracing through the Void Realm, leaving behind a profound trajectory flowing with the true intent of the Great Dao. That trajectory seemed to contain the ultimate principles of the Universe's creation and destruction, making one's mind sway upon seeing it.

"True strength is a stable dao foundation, a clear understanding of the Law, and moving forward step by step, pointing directly to the Dao's Origin! It is not a castle in the air built on plunder and luck in the cracks of blood and fire!"

Lin Yuan's gaze turned toward Ji Fengyun and the Martial Artists whose eyes were wavering, his tone carrying an unquestionable decisiveness: "Follow me. Go to the Xuanxiao Great World, to the Taichu Divine Continent! There is a complete Cultivation system there, an endless treasury of resources, and the Legacy guidance of the Spirit Martial Hall! I will pave a smooth path for you leading directly to the Myriad Dao Realm, and even touching the threshold of the Saint Realm! Once your Foundation is solid and your Law is formed, you can enter this tower again as true powerhouses to sweep away all enemies and seize Opportunities. Wouldn't that be a hundred times better than risking your lives and living precariously as you are now?"

"Taichu Divine Continent? A complete Cultivation system?"

"Lord Lin is personally paving the way? Pointing directly to the Myriad Dao Realm?"

"Foundation... a smooth path..."

The immense temptation was like a sweet spring, quenching the fear frozen by the pressure just now and diluting that unwilling gambling spirit. Reason regained the upper hand. Indeed, with a profound powerhouse like Lin Yuan leading the way and a perfect Legacy of higher Realms, why bother filling this meat-grinder-like lower level of the battlefield with their lives?

"I... I'll go with Lord Lin!" a Martial Artist who had originally clamored to stay shouted first, his voice carrying shame and determination.

"I'm going too! I beg for Lord Lin's guidance!"

"Home... I want to go home and see my family..."

The scales of choice tipped instantly. In the end, except for a very few with exceptionally tough will who craved extreme tempering and believed their life-saving methods were decent, everyone else, including Ji Fengyun, chose to follow Lin Yuan and leave.

"A wise choice." Lin Yuan nodded. He said no more, his hands forming seals as the primal power of Chaos surged, communicating with the Tower of Will. A gray spatial vortex, more stable than the one they came in and ten feet in diameter, slowly took shape before everyone. In the depths of the vortex, the vibrant green light and shadow of the Cangwu Realm were faintly visible.

"Enter the passage, return to Cangwu!" Lin Yuan shouted in a deep voice.

The Blue Star Martial Artists, with the relief of survivors and longing for the future, poured into the spatial vortex in an orderly and rapid manner.

After the last person disappeared, Lin Yuan did not leave immediately. With a thought, two condensed Divine Thoughts crossed the endless barriers of time and space, precisely landing in the Sea of Consciousness of Feng Tianxiu at the Xuanxiao Great World's Spirit Martial Hall branch, and the secret chamber where Li Xuan was meditating deep within the Spirit Martial Main Hall of the East Pole Heavenly Ruin Province.

"Brother Feng, the Cangwu Realm will receive a group of Blue Star Martial Artists returning from the Tower of Will, led by Ji Fengyun. They have all experienced the fires of war and their Heart-Nature is decent, but their Foundations are mixed and need to be recast. I hope you can use the Spirit Martial Hall's resources to help them organize their dao foundations and teach them basic methods. Open the selection channel completely for them. All necessary expenses shall be charged to my name, and I will settle them upon my return. Much obliged!" — Lin Yuan

"Teacher, your Disciple Lin Yuan bows. The matters of Blue Star have temporarily concluded, and the remaining people are settled in the Cangwu Small World outside the Xuanxiao Realm. Additionally, tens of thousands of Martial Artists have returned from the Tower of Will battlefield; their Foundations are unstable, and they are now entrusted to Deacon Feng Tianxiu at the Xuanxiao branch. I humbly request Teacher to send a message to Deacon Feng to look after them and guide them onto the true path of Spirit Martial. Your Disciple has other important matters and needs to re-enter the Divine Domain; the return date is uncertain. Your kindness is as vast as the sea; I shall kowtow in thanks later! — Your Disciple, Lin Yuan"

The Divine Thoughts were transmitted, and he confirmed they were received. Only after doing all this did Lin Yuan truly breathe a sigh of relief. His kin were safe, and his compatriots were entrusted; the worldly concerns entwined in his heart were temporarily set aside. But as his fingertips rubbed that Icy Blue Grotto-Heaven Ring, a chill crept up from his finger, pulling out another thread of thought. Those eyes suspended with teardrops in the Law Pagoda, and the expectant gaze hidden behind the zither before the coronation ceremony, all flickered before his eyes one by one.

He looked down at the shimmering light on the ring, a smile involuntarily rippling at the corners of his lips.

When the day of the appointment arrived, he must be on time. With his current Realm, he would surely give her a huge surprise.

He took one last look at this Tower of Will battlefield filled with the aura of slaughter and despair, his eyes calm and without waves.

"It's time to go back," he whispered to himself, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of space to land on those distant and familiar coordinates—the newly born 903 Divine Domain! "This time, the focus is no longer on fighting for Opportunities, but... expanding territory and establishing my dao foundation!"

Lin Yuan headed toward the 903 Divine Domain through the teleportation array, his mind already triggering the Divine Rank Lord Token beside the primal divine seal, which carried a dreamlike seven-colored divine radiance.

This token still had two exclusive Divine-Grade Lord powers waiting for him to activate in the 903 Divine Domain!

At the same time, in the Star Domain on the outskirts of the Xuanxiao Great World, a golden crack suddenly opened in the sky of the Cangwu Realm. Familiar figures fell from it and were immediately received into safe areas by the Spirit Martial Hall Deacons who were already prepared.

Ji Fengyun, who was the first to come out, was shocked by the scene before him as soon as his feet stepped onto the land of the Cangwu Realm—

At the edge of a lush primordial forest, a massive camp was laid out in an orderly fashion. Simple but tidy houses were arranged in neat blocks, green crops in the farmland were growing well, children were playing in the open space, and there was even the sound of clear reading coming from a newly built school in the distance... Where was this a refuge? It was clearly a thriving new home!

"Ji... Lord Ji?!" a trembling voice came from the crowd.

Ji Fengyun turned his head abruptly and saw a white-haired old man looking at him in disbelief. That was... the old housekeeper he thought had long since died in the rampage of the Burial God Abyss!

"Old Zhou?! You're still alive!" Ji Fengyun's voice choked.

"Alive! We're all alive!" The old housekeeper's face was covered in tears. "It's all thanks to Senior Lin! Not only did he save us, but he also found us such a good place... Your wife and young son are waiting for you at the main peak..."

Ji Fengyun could no longer control himself, and tears burst from his eyes. He looked up at a newly built central plaza and could vaguely see two familiar figures running toward him from the center of the plaza... "Dao Lord Lin! For the grace of saving our lives and the virtue of giving us a new life! Ji Fengyun, on behalf of the billions of Blue Star Bloodlines that have been preserved, will remember this for eternity and bows in thanks!"