Chapter 694 - 5: The Legend of the Tao Ancestor

Chapter 694: Chapter 5: The Legend of the Tao Ancestor

"Whew!"

As the Nether River unwillingly exited, Shen Tu next to Yu Yuan finally let out a long breath of relief.

Facing the Nether River, such a genuine God of Slaughter, to say that Shen Tu had no mental pressure would be impossible.

If he were to fall here, relying on Yu Lei alone to maintain the normal course of history would become exponentially more difficult.

Speaking of Yu Lei, Shen Tu suddenly looked in a direction not far away.

"Did you kill the Miling Goddess?"

Hearing this, Yu Lei, with his chest bare, black beard wild, and two horns on his head, revealed his form.

"This time, there were no surprises, and none of the Pathfinders stepped in to stop it."

Yu Lei’s voice appeared deep and majestic, sounding even more fierce than Shen Tu with the tiger head and human body.

However, upon hearing Yu Lei’s words, Shen Tu unexpectedly revealed a trace of helplessness and sadness.

"We want to maintain the normal course of history, yet there are always those wishing to thoroughly disturb the past and fish in troubled waters."

The death of the Miling Goddess was the key to the transformation of the Jinhong Clan and the starting point for its determination to seek the Netherworld.

On the original timeline, the Miling Goddess was killed by an unknown powerful God while on her way to seek the Elixir of Immortality from Emperor Hao.

There were suspicions that Emperor Hao might have discovered the identity of the Jinhong Clan at this time.

Even that unknown powerful God might have been sent by Emperor Hao, merely to force the Jinhong Clan to return as the Mansion Lord of Mount Tai.

However, since the Tao Ancestor reshaped the timeline, even someone as powerful as Emperor Hao knew of his destiny.

Therefore, in many instances, the death of the Miling Goddess was inertia of history, or the result of actions by other Pathfinders.

Especially with the chaos and turmoil of the River of Time, most Pathfinders saw the possibility of attaining the path in this era.

Thus, they split into the orthodox faction, trying to maintain the historical trajectory, and the chaotic faction, determined to disrupt the historical trajectory.

The chaotic faction repeatedly intervened to protect the Miling Goddess, attempting to completely subvert the historical trajectory.

The orthodox faction repeatedly attempted to kill the Miling Goddess, allowing the future Lord of the Netherworld to awaken according to the normal historical track. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Evidently, Shen Tu and Yu Lei belonged to that so-called "orthodox faction."

Because they were Ghost Kings personally subdued by the Lord of the Netherworld.

Whether out of public duty or private interest, the Jinhong Clan must awaken to become the Lord of the Netherworld.

For this, even if it means insubordination by killing the mother of the current Lord of the Netherworld, it is all worthwhile.

"Unfortunately, the time we can traverse is indeed too short."

"If we could continue backtracking a few thousand more years, gaining those additional thousands of years of cultivation, how would those cowardly scoundrels dare reveal themselves before us?"

Hearing these words from Shen Tu, Yu Lei displayed great rationality.

"Three hundred years is enough, at least those Pathfinders and us are on the same starting line."

"If we were to backtrack a few thousand more years, Emperor Hao at that time would surely crush us like ants."

As Yu Lei said this, a rare hint of confusion crossed his face.

"So what exactly happened three hundred years ago?"

"Why has Emperor Hao not appeared since then, and the ’Ascension Stairs’ even been closed?"

"If it weren’t for the Celestial Gods still descending, I would suspect that some powerful Pathfinder might have succeeded in achieving the path and forcibly entered the Celestial Emperor’s Capital to kill Emperor Hao."

As the brains of the duo, Yu Lei always considered matters comprehensively.

Had it not been out of desperation this time, his cautious nature would never have risked such a long-span time reversal.

Shen Tu and Yu Lei attained the path in the 5788th year of the Heavenly Dao.

Thus, backtracking to this moment more than 25,000 years ago had already exhausted their Primordial Qi.

Worse off than them were other Pathfinders born in the Netherworld, who exhausted their Qi but failed to reach this era.

"Impossible, as long as the Celestial Emperor’s Capital exists, Emperor Hao cannot truly die."

Gently shaking his head, Shen Tu gazed towards the direction of Eastern Kunlun, clearly seeing the soaring golden divine light.

That was the era’s Ascension Stairs, the only ladder for mortals to reach the Celestial Emperor.

Regrettably, that ladder had been closed since three hundred years ago.

Besides the occasional descent of Celestial Gods, no one knows what has happened in the Celestial Emperor’s Capital.

"Before we departed, the Lord of the Mansion mentioned that the turmoil of the River of Time and the chaos of these eight hundred years are intricately linked with the Tao Ancestor."

"I wonder if Emperor Hao closed the ’Ascension Stairs’ to prevent the Tao Ancestor from entering?"

Upon hearing Shen Tu’s speculation, Yu Lei entered a deep contemplative state once again.

"That possibility indeed exists, but it’s unlikely."

After brief consideration, Yu Lei again shook his head, denying Shen Tu’s guess.

"If the Tao Ancestor truly wanted to enter the Celestial Emperor’s Capital, how could a mere ’Ascension Stairs’ possibly stop him?"

On the timeline from which Shen Tu and Yu Lei came, the Tao Ancestor had long become an invincible legend.

Besides leaving an avatar in the Doushuai Temple to handle affairs, the true form of the Tao Ancestor had been long gone.

Some legends said he backtracked to the beginning of Opening Heaven and Earth, ultimately reaching the Supreme Realm of Refining Void and Merging Path.

Others said he ventured into the infinite chaos of Outer Heaven, seeking the opportunity to transcend all things.

Regardless of the outcome, the mystery and power of the Tao Ancestor had already become an indelible mark in the hearts of the new generation of Pathfinders.

Some new generation Pathfinders made efforts towards Outer Heaven, not for the Tao Ancestor’s teachings, but simply to behold his appearance.

"Forget it, whatever the truth is, it’s unrelated to us."

"Our mission is to guard Yu Yuan of this era, preventing other Pathfinders from finding the opportunity to sneak into the Netherworld and seize the Lord’s authority."

Exhaling deeply, Yu Lei now only hoped that the Pathfinders appearing next would not be as troublesome as the Nether River.

Though the possibility wasn’t high, compared to the turmoil in the world, the Netherworld at least was temporarily only affected.

"There’s still five hundred years left, just hope this turmoil ends soon."

Likewise, Shen Tu sighed subtly, unsure if he could continue standing guard for another five hundred years.

Just hoping that more companions would arrive in this era over the next five hundred years.

Otherwise, he truly feared that upcoming Pathfinders might choose to launch a strong assault on Yu Yuan.

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