Eternal Tale

On the mountain peak, a piercing scream of terror echoed, causing Daoist Lingxu’s body to tremble, his face turning as pale as paper.

Wasn’t Meng Sheng supposed to have perished in the great battle within the ’Ancient Hollow Realm’? How could he have resurrected, and why has he reappeared after five hundred years?!!

Cold sweat seeped from his forehead, the wrinkles between his brows deepened, and his entire body felt as if his blood had frozen. Fear rampaged in Daoist Lingxu’s heart, leaving his mind in chaos.

Moreover, Meng Sheng was someone he had schemed to death, a foolproof plan. The ’Ancient Hollow Realm’ was the burial ground of Unity True Lords, and back then, he was merely at the Void Refinement phase. It defied all logic!

Meng Sheng’s eyes were as deep as an abyss, revealing a cold sharpness, with a faint, indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had transcended the joys and sorrows of the mortal world. He spoke calmly, ”Daoist Lingxu, it’s me.”

”...Early Unity phase.” Daoist Lingxu’s gaze gradually darkened, as if he had thought of something. ”You’ve been to the Heavenly Realm, and today you’ve come for revenge.”

Boom—

At that moment, the mountain suddenly shook, and the magical artifact in Meng Sheng’s hand had fully formed, resembling a massive ancient well, solemn and majestic in shape.

Its surface was intricately patterned, like the marks of time, witnessing the countless ages of rise and fall in the Ancient Hollow Realm.

At the top of this artifact was an ancient and mysterious design, depicting the scenery of the Ancient Hollow Realm.The mountains in the design were ancient and desolate, rivers meandering through them, each detail exuding a sense of tranquil extinction.

As Meng Sheng held this Dao artifact, he distinctly felt an ancient aura emanating from within the well.

This aura spread rapidly like an invisible wave, causing the surrounding air to seemingly solidify!

Under this pressure, the mountain wind fell silent, the birds ceased their chirping, as if the entire mountain range had become still.

Daoist Lingxu’s face changed drastically, exclaiming in shock, ”The Ancient Hollow Well is in your hands! You actually obtained the Dao artifact legacy from there?!!”

”When you plotted against me back then, you should have known this day would come.”

Meng Sheng spoke coldly, his voice not loud, yet capable of changing the color of the winds and clouds, and shaking the power of the Great Dao in the void. ”A mere thousand strands of Dao power, easily extinguished with a flip of my hand.”

With those words, he walked towards Daoist Lingxu with an imposing aura, his gaze deep and indifferent, exuding boundless might. Chains of his own Great Dao appeared beside him, rather than the power of the Great Dao!

”Chains of the Great Dao materializing... What kind of immortal technique is this!”

Daoist Lingxu sensed the powerful aura emanating from Meng Sheng, a flash of astonishment and anger in his eyes.

He knew that this was a moment of life and death, and only by exerting all his strength could he have a sliver of hope for survival. There was no time to think of anything else.

The robe on Daoist Lingxu’s body fluttered, his figure flickered rapidly, transforming into a phantom.

He reinforced himself with strands of the Great Dao’s power, displaying an unparalleled movement technique. Each flash made the air roar, leaving afterimages that were hard to distinguish between reality and illusion. In the late Unity phase, why fear this person?!!

Daoist Lingxu wielded a long sword, its blade shining like stars, slicing through the void, carrying a decisive killing intent as it attacked Meng Sheng.

However, as Meng Sheng faced Daoist Lingxu’s fierce assault, his imposing aura only grew sharper.

He wielded the Ancient Hollow Well, the endless power of the Great Dao contained within the Dao artifact converging in his hand, forming a massive storm of Great Dao chains.

The air around Meng Sheng instantly became stagnant, the intense pressure making it difficult for Daoist Lingxu to maintain his composure.

The latter exerted all his strength to dodge this powerful force, but he could never escape. Meng Sheng’s offensive was as fierce as a cataclysm, each swing accompanied by gales, storms, and thunder.

Meng Sheng’s gaze turned cold and ruthless as he soared into the sky, suddenly swinging the Ancient Hollow Well with force. The storm of Great Dao chains it released condensed into a massive pillar of light, illuminating the heavens and earth!

This pillar of light, a symbol of destructive power, mercilessly enveloped Daoist Lingxu’s figure in an instant. Daoist Lingxu let out an earth-shattering, mournful scream, his body trembling violently.

Yet he still struggled to resist Meng Sheng’s Dao artifact assault, his eyes filled with unwillingness and boundless fury, unable to stop this terrifying torrent of heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, the enormous pillar of light gradually dissipated, leaving the scene in a silent deadlock. Daoist Lingxu’s physical body, primordial spirit, soul, and seven spirits were instantly shattered, reduced to a faint remnant.

This duel lasted only a moment, and Daoist Lingxu’s body completely collapsed, turning to dust, leaving only a trace of broken aura suspended in the air.

But in the instant before his death, his expression turned utterly horrified, as if he had seen an earth-shattering secret. This person was merely a dual-spirit root back then, how could he use spirit roots as a catalyst for his final strike?!

And now, he had become a Heavenly Spirit Root!!

Daoist Lingxu, filled with endless regret and doubt, returned to the silence of the world without causing any ripples. After all, the Wild Heaven Region was a lawless land where the strong preyed on the weak.

Meng Sheng slowly put away the Ancient Hollow Well in his hand, his gaze still cold and indifferent, yet his heart was as calm as water.

There was no joy on his face, having fought across two major realms, yet it was as if he had crushed an ant, his eyes betraying no emotion, everything within his control.

Whoosh~

A gentle breeze blew from the sky, and beside him appeared a spirit form. Upon closer inspection, it was a woman, her appearance identical to Yu Chen’s sister, Yu Yiwei!

”Eldest Brother Meng...” The spirit’s eyes were filled with melancholy and gloom. ”Uncle Chu’s body has yet to be found... I’m afraid we can no longer erect a grave.”

”Tomorrow, we’ll go to the Ancient City of True Spirits. It will be easier to gather information there.”

Meng Sheng shrouded himself in a black robe, his face half in light and shadow. ”For now, restoring your physical body is the top priority. I heard that ’Soul Condensing Immortal Grass’ will appear at the auction.”

”Thank you, Eldest Brother Meng.”

”You protected me with your life back then, I will not treat you unfairly.”

Meng Sheng spoke calmly, his words filled with the weight of experience, having gone through so much. ”Before Yu Chen disappeared, he entrusted you to me, and I will not let him down.”

The spirit sighed softly, her eyes also filled with stories. No longer the simple young lady of an ancient family, she had been through hardships and made the world her home.

The Wild Heaven Region was vast, so vast that meeting an old friend seemed impossible.

Meng Sheng’s eyes remained resolute, his Dao heart as firm as a rock, viewing hardships as a form of tempering.

Since entering the world of immortals, he had long grown accustomed to the path of longevity being fraught with danger, leaving no time to lament the past.

The Wild Heaven Region was terrifyingly boundless, but the opportunities on the immortal path were also endless. As long as he didn’t provoke those legendary longevity families or the Immortal Palace and Dao Palace, he had a chance to survive.

”Yiwei, let’s go.” Meng Sheng exhaled a breath of turbid air. ”There are roaming Sky Roc here, best not to get too involved with the True Spirits. We’ll reach the Ancient City of True Spirits soon.”

”Alright, Eldest Brother Meng.” Yu Yiwei nodded, then suddenly changed the subject. ”After all these years, those seniors...”

Meng Sheng’s cold and resolute face finally showed some fluctuation upon hearing these words. He spoke in a deep voice, ”The Mo family said the old senior took the blame for us and entered the Immortal Prison.”

”Then...”

”Enough, Yiwei!” Meng Sheng suddenly raised his voice, showing an emotion that hadn’t surfaced in a long time—anger. ”Even if the old senior is no longer here, I will complete what he left unfinished.”

He quietly clenched his fists, the absolute fear and hatred in his heart never fading. The Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance, one day Meng Sheng would personally ascend to sever the heavens! To seek justice for his boundary and his homeland!

Meng Sheng’s cold gaze gradually softened, as if he saw a tall figure, a senior with a heart of utmost gentleness, the immortal sage he respected most in his life.

He cupped his hands slightly towards the sky, then his gaze turned solemn as he and Yu Yiwei vanished from the spot in an instant.

The surrounding land was already devastated, the Great Dao in chaos, the vital energy blurred...