609: Chapter 609 The Secret of the Shattered Immortal Realm

This surprise was even greater than when she had been suppressed by Gu Changge just a moment ago.

"What? You don't dare to come out and chat?"

Gu Changge's voice slowly entered her Sea of Consciousness, carrying a hint of faint playfulness.

Yue Liuli's remnant soul snapped back to attention, stung by the nonchalance in his tone, and she slightly suppressed the astonishment in her heart.

In the next instant, a silver stream of light slowly drifted out from the Yaochi Holy Master's brow, hovering before Gu Changge and transforming into an illusory image of Yue Liuli.

Her figure was somewhat more solid than it had been in the Yaochi Quiet Room; her silver-white robes fluttered lightly, and her brow still bore the arrogance of an Immortal Emperor.

However, beneath that arrogance, there was now a touch of gravity and vigilance, along with a lingering trace of surprise.

Her gaze swept over the surrounding Purple Bamboo and the lingering immortal mist before landing on Gu Changge's calm, expressionless Face.

She composed herself slightly, her voice carrying a hint of subtle surprise, though it no longer trembled as before:

"Is this place truly within the Xuanhuang Great World? This concentration of immortal energy has exceeded this Emperor's expectations."

Gu Changge did not answer directly, only replying indifferently, "That is not something you should concern yourself with!"

"Let's talk, Taiyin Immortal Emperor."

Gu Changge lightly tapped his fingers on the stone table, his tone remaining flat.

"What are your Origins? How did you die, and what is the situation in the Immortal Realm?"

Yue Liuli's phantom tensed up. After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke: "You want to know these things, but what can you give me in return?"

Her gaze was fixed on Gu Changge, carrying a hint of testing.

Hearing this, Gu Changge rolled his eyes at her, his tone flat yet blunt:

"Not killing you is already my greatest mercy. You still dare to try and negotiate terms with me?"

"I think you're dreaming."

As soon as he spoke, Yue Liuli's entire silver phantom stiffened.

She had traversed the ancient Immortal Realm as an Immortal Emperor, with ten thousand races worshipping her and the heavens bowing down.

Even in her remnant soul state, no one had ever dared to speak to her in such a crude, blunt, and disrespectful manner.

For a moment, arrogance, shame, shock, and frustration all surged up at once, leaving her so choked up she couldn't utter a single word.

The scene fell into instant silence, with only the soft rustle of the Purple Bamboo and the gentle breeze.

Old Huang, Xiao Bai, and Xiao Hei watched from the side with wide eyes.

Good grief, the Revered Master's tongue is even harsher than an old ox's hoof.

According to the Revered Master's words, this was an Immortal Emperor? And she was just silenced like that?

Yue Liuli froze in mid-air, her silver-white phantom trembling slightly, her Divine Soul tightening with rage.

She had lived through eons and was once a titan in the Immortal Realm; even the other Immortal Emperors of the heavens would show her some courtesy.

After all, her ability to secure the position of a top-tier Immortal Emperor never relied on talent, but on fighting through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Never had she been rendered speechless and lost so much Face by a single sentence.

Yet, she dared not show anger, nor did she dare to move.

Gu Changge's eyes were too calm—so calm they made her heart palpitate.

After a long while, she finally suppressed her churning emotions. Her voice was cold and hard, but it lacked some of its previous overbearingness: "You! Fine."

"What exactly do you want to know?"

Her voice was no longer high-pitched, carrying instead a cold exhaustion.

"Everything."

Gu Changge spat out two words.

"From who you are, to how you died, to why you appeared in her Sea of Consciousness. Don't play tricks; my patience is limited."

Yue Liuli closed her eyes. When she opened them again, a flash of ancient confusion, palpitations, and a trace of buried tragedy passed through them—marks carved by tens of millions of years of warfare.

"This Emperor... is Yue Liuli."

"I was once one of the top-tier Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Realm, in control of the Taiyin Great Dao."

Her voice was low, carrying the ancient vicissitudes of time: "I lived for eons, governed a region of the Immortal Realm, and guarded its borders."

"I have slaughtered Extraterrestrial Demons and clashed with Immortal Emperors competing for the Dao. I have seen too many scenes of corpses littering the Immortal Realm and blood staining the Great Emperors."

"During the era when I fell, the Immortal Realm had not yet shattered; it was still at its peak."

"But one day, everything changed. A group of terrifying existences that were fundamentally incomprehensible descended without warning."

"As soon as they appeared, they began fighting one another. The myriad spirits of the Immortal Realm were caught in the crossfire; blood flowed like rivers, and stars fell from the sky."

"While they fought, they also seemed to be searching for something."

"All the titans of the Immortal Realm were alarmed and took action to stop them. This Emperor was no exception; I have fought for eons and have never been one to fear battle."

She paused, her voice tinged with a hard-to-conceal fear—a despair that even eons of warfare had never produced:

"But this time, it was different from all previous slaughters."

"We hadn't even seen their true Faces or what they were looking for..."

"Just then, an even more terrifying existence descended."

"In just an instant—only an instant—the Great Yin Dao Fruit I had tempered through eons of slaughter was as fragile as paper before that power."

"I don't even know what happened. I only remember an irresistible force crushing down. When I woke up, I was already a wisp of a remnant soul that had fallen into this Mortal Realm."

Her account was vague and fragmented, yet that was precisely what made it most authentic.

It wasn't that she was hiding anything; she herself did not know the full truth. Those tragic battles were her past.

But this sudden annihilation was her eternal source of confusion and terror.

Gu Changge's eyes darkened imperceptibly.

Everything Yue Liuli described immediately corresponded with what he had seen in the depths of Chaos, in the core ancient battlefield of that shattered Immortal Realm.

That catastrophe where Laws collapsed and Immortal Emperors fell was precisely the ultimate battle that had caused the complete Immortal Realm to fall apart.

The dormant, terrifying will deep within that battlefield, which even he felt wary of, was likely a remnant of an existence that participated in that catastrophe.

As his thoughts turned, the cloud of suspicion regarding his Revered Master surged in his heart once more.

Back then, his Revered Master's aura had also appeared within that forbidden ancient battlefield.

What role did he play in it?

All of this was far deeper than it appeared on the surface.

Seeing Gu Changge remain silent, Yue Liuli spoke again:

"My remnant soul fell into this world, and I laid down a backup plan, splitting off a wisp of my soul to reincarnate—that is the Yaochi Holy Master."

"She and I were originally one. My memories, my Dao, my arrangements, and my insights from eons of battle..."

"Her growth until now was originally for the purpose of completing me upon her return."

In her eyes, the Yaochi Holy Master's life was merely an insignificant experience in the Mortal World during her main body's long years of warfare.

She looked up at Gu Changge, her tone mixed with a desolate lament for the impermanence of the world.

"She did not die; she merely returned to her Origin... unfortunately, she encountered you."

Having said that, she did not argue further, standing there silently, though a trace of resentment was hidden deep in her gaze.

Gu Changge's expression was indifferent; he had already seen through the undercurrents in her heart with a single glance.

"If you're unsatisfied, keep it to yourself."

Though his tone was light, it carried an unquestionable pressure.

"But remember, this is Zizhu Peak, and I have the final say."