Chapter 1600 - 168: Cease the War (Part 2)

Chapter 1600: Chapter 168: Cease the War (Part 2)

Personally saw Ao Ying off.

Exchanged a few pleasantries with Cui Zhen, then Xie Xuanyi turned and returned to the Third Realm.

Once these trivial matters were settled, his heart unburdened, he directly used Sword Control to reach the Ancient World of Battle Saint Peak.

"You’ve arrived."

This Sacred Land of Dao Transmission that had sheltered Great Ape Mountain for a thousand years was now breached with a large hole.

Above the Ancient Realm.

Wind and snow plunged in.

It had been struck by Nether Sea Venerable’s "Dragon Transformation".

Yet at this moment, a towering figure stood blocking the massive hole, keeping the outside wind and snow completely at bay. This figure was mountain-like in stature, standing unyielding, now "slowly" raised its head, gazing at the small Sword Qi hovering before it.

It was the Primordial Saint.

The Saint Prince had released him from his soul oath.

By rights.

Now the Primordial Saint was a free being, a Yang God Venerable, and should be worshiped by the demons of Great Saint Mountain, securing a Pocket World to cultivate peacefully.

But the Primordial Saint refused the Saint Prince’s generosity.

His whole life was spent guarding the mountain gates of Great Ape Mountain.

Now...

The Ancient Realm shattered.

He took the initiative to fill in with his own body.

"His Majesty the Holy Emperor has been waiting inside for a long time."

The Primordial Saint spoke in a low voice, stepping aside to make way.

...

...

Green Moss Cliff.

Radiance filled the sky.

This cramped cliff was now wrapped in countless Great Dao spiritual auras, with golden shining inscriptions rising from the cliff cracks, looking from afar like a golden waterfall flowing against the current.

Xie Xuanyi stopped his Sword Qi, standing to watch.

Master Ni Yu was in seclusion beneath Green Moss Cliff; she successfully activated the ancient text array left by the Holy Emperor and began comprehending those obscure, complex texts.

This would likely take a long time.

"Were all those trifles handled?"

In Xie Xuanyi’s Heart Lake, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

He felt something and turned his head to look.

Only to see a tall figure, unknown when it had appeared beside him. This figure was shrouded in golden light, but as Xie Xuanyi projected his Divine Thought, he vaguely saw a stone outline; could this be a... stone man?

"Senior."

Xie Xuanyi withdrew his Divine Thought, addressing courteously.

The Holy Emperor had arranged to meet him here.

Besides curiosity, Xie Xuanyi had some matters he wished to discuss with the Old Saint Emperor.

He wanted to know.

What exactly happened in the River of Destiny?

Those Divine Travelers, one after another, ventured to the river’s end—for what cause?

"Sit."

The Holy Emperor smiled slightly, gesturing for Xie Xuanyi to sit.

Whoosh.

After the Holy Emperor made a gesture, a rainbow light enveloped the two, taking off from the ground. Even with Xie Xuanyi’s current realm, he didn’t even detect the Void Shattering. He simply felt a fleeting moment and arrived at the top of Green Moss Cliff, where countless rays of light converged on the mountain peak.

The mountaintop was quite spacious.

There was only a wine table as warm and smooth as jade, with two radiant stone chairs.

And a willow tree exuding vigorous life.

Willow shadows like flowing fireflies, fan-shaped leaves fluttered.

Xie Xuanyi sat down, and the Holy Emperor flicked his sleeve again, a set of wine implements appeared on the table... Such Divine Skills were somewhat unexpected for Xie Xuanyi.

Creating something from nothing is not a difficult feat.

As long as one cultivates a Grotto Heaven, it can be done.

But the Holy Emperor at this moment... was no ordinary cultivator.

His true form had already embarked on Divine Travel.

Currently conversing with Xie Xuanyi was merely a stone body.

"I know, you have many questions."

The Holy Emperor wasn’t in a rush to speak; he poured a cup of wine for Xie Xuanyi, smiling as he said, "Although my time is running out, there’s still enough to answer all these questions."

Having said that.

He first drank a cup, then gently raised his hand, indicating that Xie Xuanyi could begin.

"Senior."

Xie Xuanyi didn’t hold back, directly getting to the point: "Did you see my Master in the River of Destiny?"

The Holy Emperor heard this and chuckled silently.

Truly a Sword Cultivator.

Straightforward enough.

"Naturally, I saw him."

The Holy Emperor chuckled lightly, saying, "Zhao Chunyang is my old adversary. Upon stepping into the River of Destiny, the first person I encountered was him... You want to know if that guy is still alive, right?"

"...Yes."

Xie Xuanyi stared at the Holy Emperor, feeling a bit anxious inside.

Since the departure of his Master.

Xie Xuanyi had always been concerned.

He knew well that with his Master’s cultivation, entering the River of Destiny wouldn’t likely lead to much surprise.

But the outcomes for Divine Travelers were often not favorable.

Throughout a thousand years.

There wasn’t a shortage of remarkable Great Divine Ability Users.

But after embarking on Divine Travel, none returned to live out their twilight years in the mundane world...

Xie Xuanyi held onto a thread of hope.

In his lifetime.

Perhaps his Master might return from the River of Destiny?

"He traveled on the Sword Origin River within the River of Destiny, covering a whole millennium of time."

The Holy Emperor glanced at Xie Xuanyi, speaking calmly, "After Zhao Chunyang embarked on Divine Travel, he reached the supreme peak that all Great Divine Ability Users have dreamed of for a thousand years. In this aspect alone, could he be considered to have lived well?"

This statement was quite shocking.

The Sword Origin River covering an entire millennium of time?

Master...

Could this mean he successfully broke through and reached the Heavenly People realm?

But Xie Xuanyi’s heart was unsettled.

He cautiously inquired, "Senior, if there’s anything to say, please say it outright."

"Give up that thought; he won’t be returning."

The Holy Emperor was brief.

With one sentence, he poured cold water over Xie Xuanyi’s hopes.

"What does this... mean?"

Xie Xuanyi was puzzled.

"Divine Travelers cannot return to the mundane world because revising cause and effect requires paying the corresponding price."

The Holy Emperor explained, "Zhao Chunyang’s Sword Origin River covered a full thousand years, which means... should he be willing to pay the price, many events of the past millennium could change."