239: An era without saints?! (Thirty-eight)

The spatial turbulence was like countless invisible blunt knives, frantically cutting at Gu Yun's Physical Body.

He fell into the darkness, losing all concept of time.

Until a dull thud of impact rang out.

Bang.

Gu Yun crashed onto a patch of grass. The massive impact force smashed a deep pit into the ground, sending soil flying everywhere.

Severe pain washed over him, yet his expression remained unchanged. He immediately rolled to his feet and looked around warily.

There were no roars from Dao-Devouring Beasts.

There were no collapsing spatial rifts.

Before his eyes was a lush primeval forest with towering ancient trees. In the distance, mountains rose and fell, shrouded in clouds and mist.

"This isn't the Heavenly Dao Ruins."

Gu Yun dissipated the Sword Intent in his hand and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He reached out his hand, feeling the air flowing around him.

It was very strange.

The Spiritual Qi here was incredibly dense, even purer than some Grotto-Heaven Blessed Lands in the Central Plains, almost condensing into a physical spiritual mist.

But he keenly sensed that something was not right.

The Laws of this world were incomplete.

It was like a piece of exquisite porcelain with a corner broken off.

"The Great Dao is incomplete."

Gu Yun murmured to himself.

He tried to mobilize the power of his Grotto-Heaven, only to find it subjected to some kind of invisible suppression.

This suppression was not directed at his strength, but rather at the upper limit of the Realm.

He quickly made a judgment.

The upper limit for the Laws of this world was locked at the God Realm.

In other words, in this world, no matter how one cultivated, even with peerless talent, it would be absolutely impossible to Breakthrough the God Realm and step into the ranks of Venerables.

This was an abandoned 'Remnant World'.

Gu Yun pulled back his thoughts and looked down to check his injuries.

His white clothes were already stained with blood, and his body was covered in fine cracks—sequelae left behind by forcibly traversing through space.

The most serious injury was on his back: a claw mark so deep the bone was visible. Residual traces of the Path Devouring Beast King's bizarre devouring power were constantly corroding his flesh and blood.

"The injuries are not light."

Gu Yun sat down cross-legged, his expression calm.

"But my Foundation is undamaged."

As long as the Foundation remained, everything was manageable.

He circulated the Azure Heaven Indestructible Art.

Buzz.

The dense surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to receive a domineering summons, turning into massive whirlpools that frantically surged into his body.

The power of immortality flowed. That hideous claw mark rapidly began to heal, the corroded flesh peeled away, and new flesh grew... Meanwhile, in the Central Plains.

A massive uproar was sweeping through the Five Domains.

Outside the Heavenly Dao Ruins, a piece of news was being spread with added color and detail.

Version one, which was also the most widely circulated public version: To seize opportunities, the Ji and Wang Families plotted to surround and kill various Prodigies. Unexpectedly, they triggered a Beast King's rampage, causing massive casualties. Gu Family Dao Child Gu Yun, in order to save everyone, fought fiercely against several Beast Kings and was ultimately sucked into a spatial rift, his life or death unknown.

The Five Domains were shaken.

Various Immortal Forces expressed strong condemnation of the Ji and Wang Families' actions.

Inside the ancestral shrine of the Longevity Wang Family.

Crack!

A crisp sound of shattering echoed through the great hall.

Enshrined at the highest point, the Life Tablet symbolizing the Wang Family Qilin Son had completely shattered without any warning.

"No!"

The Elder responsible for guarding the Life Tablets let out a scream and slumped to the ground.

The Wang Family Head rushed over upon hearing the news. Seeing the pile of broken jade pieces, his body jerked violently. His blood and Qi surged in agitation, and he nearly collapsed.

"My son!"

A chorus of wailing broke out within the Family.

On the other side, the Ji Family.

The Ji Family Divine Maiden was brought back by Family experts. Her face was deathly pale, her aura withered, and even her Dao Heart had developed cracks.

"Gu Yun! It's all because of that Gu Yun!"

In the Ji Family's main hall, the Divine Maiden's voice was shrill as she pushed all responsibility onto Gu Yun.

"It was his reckless actions that drew the Beast King! I was only heavily injured because I tried to save everyone!"

She attempted to splash the dirty water back on him.

However, the fact that the Wang Family Qilin Son had fallen made her excuses seem pale and powerless.

At the center of the storm was the Gu Family.

"An explanation?"

Family Head Gu Tianxing's expression was icy, and a murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

"Tell them."

"If anything happens to Yun'er, my Gu Family will surely drag both their families down to be buried with him!"

"At worst, we'll smash the Central Plains to pieces!"

Just then, a vast Saintly Might emanated from the depths of the Forbidden Ground, transforming into a majestic decree that resounded throughout the Central Plains.

"To bully my Gu Family's Qilin child is to be an enemy of the Gu Family!"

"Prepare for war!"

A cloud of war sweeping across the Central Plains had already formed... Inside the strange Small World.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Inside a cave, Gu Yun opened his eyes.

A divine light flashed through his eyes and vanished.

His injuries were seventy percent healed. Although his aura had not yet returned to its Peak, it was no longer a major issue.

He stood up and walked out of the cave.

During this half month, while healing, he had also been observing this world.

This forest was not peaceful.

He often heard intense fighting sounds coming from the distance, as well as the screams of Cultivators before death.

This indicated that this world not only had indigenous inhabitants but was also in the midst of some kind of chaos and conflict.

Gu Yun did not intend to meddle in others' business.

His primary goal was to find a way to leave this place or find a spatial node.

Restraining his aura, he moved through the dense forest like a ghost.

The further he went, the thicker the smell of blood in the air became.

Ahead was a massive canyon.

Two groups of people were confronting each other at the canyon entrance, at daggers drawn.

"Scum of the Chi Clan, this 'Saint's Fall Land' is the territory of my Bone Clan. If you know what's good for you, get out!"

"What a joke! When a sacred object appears, it belongs to the virtuous. You group of bone-fiddlers think you're worthy?"

"Saint's Fall Land?"

Hiding in the shadows, Gu Yun's eyebrows twitched slightly.

This name caught his attention.

Since it was called "Saint's Fall," it must be related to a Saint.

In this Small World where the Laws were incomplete and the upper limit was only the God Realm, there was actually a legend of a Saint falling?

"Kill!"

While Gu Yun was contemplating, the two sides below could no longer hold back and began slaughtering each other.

Spiritual power surged, and flesh and blood flew.

Gu Yun had no interest in participating and was preparing to bypass this canyon to continue searching for a spatial node.

However.

The moment he took a step and approached a certain position deep within the canyon.

Thump!

His heart gave a violent throb.

It was a throb originating from the very Origin of his Bloodline.

Gu Yun's footsteps instantly stopped.

He clutched his chest, a look of surprise and doubt appearing in his eyes.

The Primordial Chaos Sacred Body Origin within his body was actually boiling uncontrollably at this moment.

They were cheering, jumping for joy, and yearning.

It was as if something in that direction was calling out to him.

This feeling... Gu Yun's pupils contracted slightly.

Only powers from the same source could produce such a strong resonance.

primordial chaos violet qi!

Or... another Primordial Chaos Sacred Body!

Gu Yun snapped his head around, his gaze penetrating the chaotic battlefield, deadlocking onto the deepest part of the canyon.

That area was shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

But in Gu Yun's Minds Eye, that place was emitting a faint yet extremely noble Purple-Gold Qi.

That was an aura from the same root and Origin as his own.

"To think that such a thing is hidden in this Small World."

Gu Yun's original intention to leave vanished instantly.

He changed his mind.

The Primordial Chaos Sacred Body was a Physique unique across the ages. Besides himself, it was impossible for a second person to possess it in this era.

If there was one.

Then it could only be the remains of a predecessor who had long since fallen in the long river of time.

To him, this was an Opportunity more precious than any Heaven And Earth Treasure.

Gu Yun took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his body.

His figure gradually became illusory, merging into the surrounding wind.

By now, the battle in the canyon had reached a fever pitch.

No one noticed that a white ghost was silently passing through their battlefield, speeding toward the core of the so-called "Saint's Fall Land."

The closer he got to the depths, the more intense the reaction within Gu Yun's body became.

That wailing call echoed in his Sea of Consciousness.

It was as if a lonely ancestor from ancient times was waiting for the arrival of a descendant.