467: The deceased

Wu Ning nodded slightly, waved his hand, and released an invisible force to help him up, saying, "Get up, take me to see your grandfather."

"Yes."

Zhang Ji immediately got up and flew with Wu Ning towards the back mountain of the Martial God Hall, soon arriving at the Ancestral Tomb of the Martial God Hall.

Zhang Liang's tomb was in the deepest part of the Ancestral Tomb, with his wife's grave beside it.

The next few tombs belonged to his deceased descendants.

Wu Ning looked at Zhang Liang's tombstone, his mind recalling his appearance, and his thoughts immediately drifted back millions of years.

"Ancestral Master, my grandfather passed away more than two million years ago.

He failed in his Ascension back then, and although he miraculously survived, he suffered extremely severe injuries, and his Lifespan accelerated its decline.

He didn't last long before he passed away."

"Before his passing, he even said that his biggest regret in this life was not being able to see Ancestral Master one last time..."

Zhang Ji whispered.

Wu Ning sighed softly, and with a thought, the surrounding space and time shifted, immediately beginning to flow backward at light speed.

In a single breath, tens of thousands of years of time flowed backward.

"This..." Zhang Ji's eyes widened in astonishment.

Time reversal, is this the method of an Immortal?

It's truly incredible.

Not long after, Wu Ning's gaze pierced through the long river of time and saw the scene of Zhang Liang's final moments.

He flickered and immediately appeared in that past time and space.

...

"Go wait outside, don't disturb me during my last moments."

Zhang Liang dismissed a group of his descendants and lay alone on a wooden chair by the window, gazing at the crimson sunset in the sky, lost in thought.

At this moment, his hair was white, his face looked extremely aged, and the Qi on his body was weakened to the extreme.

He was at the end of his Lifespan, with no trace of his youthful appearance.

"Little Liangzi..."

Wu Ning appeared out of thin air in front of him, looking at him with a wistful gaze.

Zhang Liang came back to his senses, his gaze falling on Wu Ning's face.

He was slightly startled, then immediately became excited.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master, you... you're back?"

A flush appeared on his face, and he excitedly tried to stand up.

Wu Ning reached out and pressed his hand down, "Don't bother, just lie there."

"Young Master, it's really you!"

A tear flickered in Zhang Liang's excited eyes, his gaze fixed on Wu Ning's face, and he said with a smile, "You still look the same as before, except for a slight difference in temperament, there's no other change at all..."

"You have indeed grown old.

If I had met you outside, I might not have recognized you."

Wu Ning smiled softly, pulled out a chair, and sat beside him, talking with him.

"Alas, I am indeed old.

Today is the time for my soul to return.

Having lived for more than two million years, it should be enough."

"Recalling my life, thanks to Young Master's help, it has been magnificent and I successfully reached the peak of the universe, witnessing countless sceneries that many people never see in their entire lives.

Heaven has treated me well, and to be able to see Young Master again before I leave, I have no more regrets..."

Zhang Liang babbled on.

Perhaps it was because he was old, he always had endless things to say.

Sometimes he recalled the days of traveling with Wu Ning, and sometimes he recounted his experiences in establishing the Martial God Hall.

Wu Ning listened calmly, occasionally interjecting a few words, but most of the time he just listened to Zhang Liang speak alone.

Perhaps he was tired of talking, as his voice gradually became weaker.

Wu Ning looked at the sky with him until the sun set and lost its last trace of color, then he sighed and got up to leave this time and space.

More than two million years had passed, and Zhang Liang had long since entered Reincarnation, perhaps already beginning a new life.

Wu Ning had no intention of resurrecting him, nor was there a need to.

Returning to the original time and space, he left Zhang Ji many Immortal Rank resources for him to develop the Martial God Hall.

Since he was revered as an Ancestral Master, he naturally had to show some appreciation.

These resources were specifically chosen by him when he left the Wu Clan.

Their grade wasn't high, but they were enough for the Martial God Hall to Cultivate hundreds of Immortals.

Among them was also a top Immortal Emperor Cultivation Technique.

As long as one's talent was sufficient, reaching the Immortal Emperor Realm would definitely not be a problem.

"Work hard.

I hope to hear the name of the Martial God Hall in the Upper Realm in the future as well."

Wu Ning smiled and patted Zhang Ji's shoulder.

"Ancestral Master, please rest assured, Junior will never let down your expectations!"

Zhang Ji looked at the large pile of Immortal Rank treasures he had never seen before, so excited that it felt like a dream.

His heart surged with emotion, and he was filled with motivation.

Wu Ning smiled, then flickered and left.

When he reappeared, he was back in the original Prince Yan's Mansion.

Although the Great Jin Dynasty had long since disappeared, this Prince Yan's Mansion was preserved extremely well.

However, it was no longer the original Prince Yan's Mansion.

After countless renovations, the entire mansion had gradually been replaced with new Materials over the long years.

Wu Ning surveyed it, and the surrounding time and space flowed backward again.

Wu Ning returned to the past time and space and once again saw the old acquaintances of the Mansion from yesteryear.

Butler Fu, An Xue, Xia Zhu, and two old women, as well as Qi Hao and seven other guards.

Hundreds of years after Wu Ning's Ascension to the Taichu Ancient Realm, Qi Hao and several guards successively left.

Qi Hao went to other prefectures to venture out, eventually starting a Family outside.

Within the next ten thousand years, Butler Fu and the two old women failed to Breakthrough to Saint Realm and passed away one after another.

They died of old age.

An Xue and Xia Zhu treated the Mansion as their home, and even when they occasionally went out to play, they would return to the Mansion.

Their talent was slightly better, but after successfully Breaking through to the Saint Realm, they did not continue to Cultivate.

They lived for tens of thousands of years and eventually passed away in the Mansion.

The two women guarded the Mansion and remained unmarried their entire lives.

Wu Ning returned to the past time and space to reunite with them one by one.

Butler Fu's face was full of kindness.

Upon seeing him, he seemed to instantly become hundreds of years younger, pulling him close and constantly asking about his well-being, whether he was safe outside, and if he had met someone he liked.

He also asked about Wu Tianyun and his wife, asking Wu Ning if he had met them and how they were doing.

Wu Ning answered with a smile on his face.

An Xue and Xia Zhu were filled with surprise and sadness upon seeing Wu Ning again.

"Young Master, you are still as handsome as before, but we are already old, turning into old women, with faces full of wrinkles.

Are we very ugly?"

The two women showed a bitter smile.

Wu Ning smiled and reached out to caress their faces.

A trace of the power of life and death creation flowed into their bodies.

The two women's bodies instantly regained vitality, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, they quickly restored their most beautiful youthful appearances.

However, Wu Ning only restored their youthful appearances; their Lifespan remained unchanged.

The two women finally held Wu Ning's hand and closed their eyes simultaneously, a smile forever gracing their beautiful faces.

Wu Ning accompanied them through the last journey of their lives, watched them pass away one after another, and finally personally laid them to rest.

His mood became incredibly heavy.

After staying in Prince Yan's Mansion for a long time, Wu Ning went to other places to see several other old acquaintances.

For example, Li Qingxuan of Wanxiang Academy, and Profound Moon Supreme of Xuan Yue Auction House.

They had all long since passed away.

But Wanxiang Academy and Xuan Yue Auction House still existed, supported by the Martial God Hall, making them far more powerful than before.

Wu Ning saw them one last time before leaving the Tianxuan Continent.