Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1653: Chapter 1653: Remember Each Person’s Name

”I have long said, many things are beyond your imagination, but not beyond her ability to achieve,” Wei Xiaotian remarked wistfully.

Looking at Yue Fanchen and the others, it is estimated that it will take a while before they regain consciousness. Han Yan, finding herself idle, carefully examined the surrounding scenery.

The North Abyss Misty Plain behind them needs no further comment, but ahead lies a forest of monuments, where the stones bear only the gender and name, nothing else, simple beyond simplicity, yet it is precisely due to this that they appear solemn and dignified.

Perhaps, to the surviving cultivators on the Holy Court Continent, no words are sufficient to describe the contributions God’s Guardians have made to protect the Holy Court Continent; instead, it would be profanity, so only their names are inscribed.

Eyes sweeping over the gravestones, unfamiliar names present themselves. To most on the Holy Court Continent, not even aware of God’s Guardians, how would they know their names? Han Yan understands God’s Guardians more than anyone else on the Holy Continent, yet knows nothing of their names.

Although she has never heard these names nor knows their pasts, sweeping her gaze over the gravestones evokes a sense of desolation within Han Yan.

Star Illusion Thousand Machine! Han Yan unexpectedly sees the grave of Star Illusion Thousand Machine, which is not surprising. He only relied on the Heavenly Destiny Star Plate to keep his Divine Soul intact, but to outsiders, he appears as another fallen Guardian, so naturally, he has a gravestone.

It’s a pity he’s sleeping again... No, he’s in seclusion. Or else, to see his own gravestone, who knows what he might think?

Before long, Han Yan’s gaze glided over all the gravestones, committing every name of God’s Guardians to memory. Despite the insignificance of remembering their names, they once protected her, sacrificed their lives, and reincarnated to the Holy Continent, giving their lives again to protect her.

Remembering their names is the least Han Yan can do to show respect and honor.

Looking past the Monument Forest, she sees another Heavenly Curtain spanning between heaven and earth, unlike the Nine Heavens-like white light curtain of the Holy Court Continent. This curtain is entirely black, seeming to contrast daylight with darkness. Undoubtedly, that is the final barrier of the Divine Continent.

With the protection of these two curtains, the two continents, divided, enjoy millions of years of peace.

Between the two curtains is a Void. Though they seem distant to the extreme, the Void gives an impression of boundlessness, like a massive black hole capable of swallowing everything.

Han Yan knows this is the most dangerous place between the edges of the two continents. Even for top experts of the Holy Court and temple, it is a realm akin to the deathly Hell. Only relying on the Holy Court and temple treasures can they reach the other continent, possibly suffering severe injuries.

Han Yan gazes at the Void for a long time, uncertain if Fen Qianji can escape safely. Without a definitive answer, she will never feel at ease. Ultimately, she must traverse it herself one day, to reach another entirely different continent.

”Yuru...” Han Yan was daydreaming and overheard Yue Fanchen’s heart-wrenching cry.

Could it be that even the Concentrating God Seal cannot ensure his safety! Han Yan’s heart skipped, turning to see Yue Fanchen suddenly open his eyes.

Though his gaze still held some confusion and remnants of sorrow, clarity returned, clearly he was unharmed.

Others gradually regained consciousness. Initially, all showed confusion, unable to fully detach from prior memories in their minds, yet relying on firm determination, they quickly adjusted their mental state.

Recalling scenes from earlier, their hearts lingered in peril. The imagery was overly vivid; they felt everything firsthand, realizing they had walked the cycle of Ghost Gate.

”Young Master Mu, thank you. Without your intervention, we might never have awakened, or rather, have perished in that illusion,” Zhuang Ping’an stepped forward and said to Han Yan.

Others followed up to express gratitude as well. Though unclear about the details, seeing the fading Handprint overhead, they understood that escaping the illusion and preserving life was due to this Handprint, with no one else but Han Yan capable of such intervention.

”Young Master Mu, thank you.” To Han Yan’s surprise, even the dozen Holy Court experts stepped forward to thank her. Their strength exceeded Zhuang Ping’an and others considerably, yet even so, regarding Divine Sense, they may not surpass them much; without Han Yan’s Concentrating God Seal, their fate would be uncertain too.

”There’s no need for courtesy. I only helped stabilize your Divine Sense; reclaiming your mental state depended on yourselves,” Han Yan courteously replied.

Although these individuals embody somewhat of the aloofness typical of Holy Court disciples, they did not display repulsion towards her, so she saw no need to act overly distant.

Seeing the descendants of God’s Guardians were all safe, Shao Chengxiong was filled with emotion but felt embarrassed to speak further.

Han Yan continued to astonish with unforeseen displays, almost miraculous, and such miracles were akin to resounding slaps in Shao Chengxiong’s face; how could he bring himself to say more?

”Brother Shao, you don’t want to say anything else?” Wei Xiaotian quipped, knowingly hitting a sore spot to tease Shao Chengxiong.

Shao Chengxiong blushed deeply, glared at Wei Xiaotian, and hurriedly walked towards the gravestones.

”Let us go too. Once we pass these two difficulties, there will be no danger ahead. Once this cemetery’s Barrier Restrictions are opened, it offers a chance to receive ancient warriors’ Inheritance, even failing to obtain anything causes no harm,” Ye Lanfeng grasped Han Yan’s hand, face filled with relief, after some time, spoke.

Upon hearing there’s no further danger, everyone sighed in relief, tightly following him.

Stopping a dozen steps ahead of the cemetery, Ye Lanfeng and others halted.

”This cemetery is protected by barriers, part of the Inheritance left by twelve ancient warriors. Without using the hand gestures they left, no one can enter,” Ye Lanfeng explained.

As he spoke, Ye Lanfeng’s expression became exceptionally serious.