763: Forty years
"Grandfather, it's just..."
Hua Qianshuang's father also found it difficult to understand.
"You don't know, a few years ago, Di Wang Xian of Nanli Divine Ruins fell..."
Hua Fucheng sighed helplessly.
"Di Wang Xian... Could it be?"
Hua Qianshuang's parents were aghast.
"That's right, I heard that Di Wang Xian, who had already undergone two Heavenly Tribulations, died at the hands of that Old Ancestor of the Qingyang Zhou Clan."
Hua Fucheng's figure flickered, disappearing from the spot. He wanted to go and see for himself if he could discover anything. Only Hua Qianshuang's parents, completely collapsed on the ground, remained there.
Killing a Tribulation Transcending Old Ancestor from the Nanli Divine Ruins, yet the Nanli Divine Ruins made no move, and they didn't even know any news of it, already explained too many problems.
Moreover, the most important thing was...
That Old Ancestor of the Qingyang Zhou Clan was merely a newly promoted Heavenly Venerable, yet he was able to completely kill a Tribulation Transcending Heavenly Venerable.
What a shocking event this was!
Thus, let alone them and their grandfather...
Even if a Heavenly Venerable Old Ancestor personally stepped forward, he probably wouldn't be able to gain any advantage.
"Qianshuang..."
Their eyes were blank.
They suddenly felt this vast world had become unfamiliar.
When did it become their turn to experience such a feeling?
Normally, only they would punish other Cultivators, while other forces could only remain silent.
Now, it seemed to have reversed.
"Grandfather... Can you find evidence?"
"If not... Must Qianshuang die for nothing?"
...East of the Eastern Barrens.
A massive spirit boat constantly shuttled between the clouds.
On the spirit boat, inside a room, Zhou Tailai sat cross-legged, a green tortoise shell floating above his knees.
Upon the tortoise shell, faint characters were revealed.
Zhou Tailai closed his eyes, his Divine Sense already immersed in the Universe within the tortoise shell.
The characters contained profound heavenly principles.
Even with his current attainments, he needed time to study them.
After a long while.
Zhou Tailai opened his eyes.
The floating green tortoise shell gently descended onto his knees.
The characters on it receded.
Holding the green tortoise shell in his hand, Zhou Tailai's expression was somewhat excited.
"In a few decades, perhaps, I will be able to unravel the greatest secret about me..."
Zhou Tailai sighed softly in his heart.
Once he had deeply comprehended the Luo Book,
He could then go to the Luoshui Zhao Clan.
With the power of the Luo Book and the River Diagram, these two exotic treasures, he could reflect upon himself.
Then he would understand everything.
Thinking this, Zhou Tailai put away the green tortoise shell in his hand.
He then got up and walked out of the room.
Haste makes waste.
This was a saying the Old Ancestor often taught him.
So many years had passed, there was no need to rush at this moment...
Dao Saint Mountain, Dongxuan Dao Court, on Hongdao Peak.
A majestic middle-aged man materialized from the Void Realm, taking a step and arriving at the Peak Master's main hall.
"Peak Master."
Hua Fucheng, with a solemn expression, entered the Peak Master's main hall.
He bowed slightly towards the old man seated on the throne deep within the Peak Master's hall, whose appearance bore some resemblance to his own.
The Peak Master of Hongdao Peak was also a direct descendant of Hongdao Heavenly Venerable, several generations senior to Hua Fucheng.
He held great authority over Hongdao Peak.
He was the foremost person beneath Hongdao Heavenly Venerable.
"Fucheng."
"Did you find anything?"
On the throne, the Peak Master of Hongdao Peak seemed to already know Hua Fucheng's intention.
Hua Fucheng was silent, slowly shaking his head.
Even with his personal involvement,
He still found no clues.
It was as if everything that happened there had been erased by fate.
Even when he used forbidden techniques like Bloodline Tracing, he couldn't see the appearance or aura of the person who acted.
Hua Fucheng looked up, seemingly wanting to say something.
But he was stopped by the old man seated on the throne.
"The current person in charge of the palace master token of the Red Dust Immortal Palace is surnamed Zhou."
"Those old fellows in the Dao Court will not go against the Mysterious Old Ancestor of the Qingyang Zhou Clan and him for this Junior, Qianshuang."
"Especially at this time."
The Peak Master of Hongdao Peak spoke in a deep voice.
The current situation was special; no one dared to act rashly.
They feared changes would occur, leading to a concerted attack, and losing the opportunity to contend for that chance of Immortal Ascension.
"Then what about the face of our Dao Court?"
Hua Fucheng was somewhat speechless, though he also knew this was correct.
It was just that Qianshuang was, after all, his most beloved Junior.
He still wanted to fight for her.
"Face?"
"As long as we don't spread it, who will know?"
"I'm afraid it won't be long before an edict comes from the Dao Master's Hall."
On the throne, the Peak Master of Hongdao Peak seemed to smile mockingly.
If not for their extraordinary strength and status,
Otherwise,
With the Dao Court's style, even those who knew about it would probably be erased.
To preserve the Dao Court's prestige.
Hearing this, Hua Fucheng said no more.
He turned and left the Peak Master's Hall.
Indeed, only a few hours later.
A messenger arrived from the Dao Master's Hall.
Delivering a secret command.
From that day on,
Hua Qianshuang's parents were confined to Hongdao Peak.
They had no further opportunity to go out... Time flew by.
In a blink of an eye, forty years had passed.
Chaofeng Ancient Realm, the four great Realms had undercurrents surging, but it was still considered stable.
One day.
East of the Eastern Barrens, north of the Chaotic Sea.
Gui Zhou Island, on Qingyang Peak.
Wind and clouds gathered.
In an instant, an ancient text seemed to condense from the wind and clouds.
Beside the text, swirling around it, were ever-changing star rivers.
Below, within an Immortal Cave.
Zhou Tailai opened his eyes, calming the fluctuations of his Late Nascent Soul Stage magical power within him.
In his hand, he still held a green tortoise shell.
"This time can be called a double blessing."
Zhou Tailai chuckled softly.
He had studied the Luo Book for forty years, and had already understood most of its profound mysteries.
Even because he had fused the great Dao contained in the Luo Book and the River Diagram, his cultivation had advanced rapidly.
Today, he had already Breakthrough to the Late Nascent Soul Stage.
"Soon..."
Zhou Tailai's heart settled.
He began to study again.
At the same time, beneath the sea of Gui Zhou Island.
Within the majestic and sprawling underwater Profound Palace.
An ancient and authoritative aura was awakening.
"Ding~"
"[Name: Mo Xuan;"
"Race: Black Water Profound Serpent;"
"Bloodline: Divine Beast;"
"Lifespan: 736 / 648000 years (+);"
"Talents: Water Control, Wind Control, Cloud Gathering, Thunder Descent, Control of Heaven and Earth, Wielding Yin and Yang;"
"Innate Divine Ability: Summon Wind and Call Rain, Realm of Clouds and Mist, Eye of Heaven and Earth, Myriad Transformations, Driving Thunder and Lightning, Reversing Yin and Yang;"
"Companion Magic Treasure: Yin and Yang Heaven and Earth Pearl, World-Suppressing Divine Stele;"
"Divine Ability: Water Form: Myriad Transformations, Wind Form - Traceless, Cloud Form: Mist Concealment, Universe - World Transformation, Thunder Technique: Heavenly Punishment, Yin and Yang: Reversal, Size As Desired Transformation Divine Ability, Breath Concealment Divine Ability, Eight Demon Body Transformations, Riding Clouds and Driving Mist, Dividing Spirit and Transforming Thought, Summoning: Descent of Spirit, mirror of heaven and earth, Lost Void Domain, Body as a Heaven, God-Slaying Profound Light, Divine Thunder Horn, Yin and Yang Divine Eye (+);"
"Realm: Mahayana Stage (Two Tribulations) (+);"
"clan protecting system Bound: Zhou Family, Family Head - Zhou Dingyang."
"Clan Fortune Points: 86400]"
"Is it that time again...?"
Within the Profound Palace, a supreme being whispered softly.
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