Myth Beyond Heaven

Yue Lan and the others were surprised by Yun Lintian’s sudden suggestion. “What do you mean, Little Brother Yun?” Que Zang was the first to speak up.

Yun Lintian couldn’t possibly tell them about what he had experienced in the God Tomb. Hence, he came up with a reasonable facade. “In the past, I met a powerful senior, and he showed me a vision of the future. At that time, I didn’t believe him, but when I saw Senior Yue today, I immediately realized it was likely to be true.”

“A powerful senior?” Que Zang said with a hint of suspicion.

“Yes. He was shrouded in a white mist, and I couldn’t see his features. Only his voice was heard. I will show you the vision,” Yun Lintian said and waved his hand, conjuring a virtual projection in the air.

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The scene took place outside the Divine Moon City, and there was a raging battle between Shadow Demons and the Divine Moon Clan warriors. On top of the city, Yue Hong stood tall with the Moon Scepter in her hand. Her eyes brimmed with murderous intent as she stared into the horde of darkness.

The projection quickly disappeared shortly afterward.

Que Zang and Yun Wushuang had incredible expressions on their faces. Although they had some doubts in their hearts, they believed Yun Lintian didn’t lie to them.

On the contrary, Yue Lan had no doubt in her heart. It was because the Moon Scepter displayed on the projection was exactly the same as the genuine Moon Scepter. It was impossible for Yun Lintian, who had just arrived here today, to have seen it.

She looked at Yun Lintian and asked with a solemn expression, “Did he tell you anything else?”

Yun Lintian hesitated briefly and said, “No one could survive, including you and Senior Yue. This place would turn into the Moon Graveyard.”

Yue Lan’s heart sank. Even though she couldn’t see the true enemy in the projection, she was certain they were the Shadow Demon Generals. Only they possessed the strength to

overwhelm the Divine Moon Clan.

“Would this also mean…?” Yun Wushuang suddenly thought of something.

Que Zang nodded slowly. “This means the Primordial Gods have failed to stop the Shadow Demons and possibly lost their lives outside the wall… The Primal Chaos is finished.”

Although it was a divination, Que Zang fully believed it now upon seeing Yue Lan’s solemn expression. What Yun Lintian just showed them was likely to happen in the near future. At that time, the Primal Chaos would have no chance against the Shadow Demons.

Yun Lintian looked at everyone and said, “Maybe we can change it. If possible, I would like to meet the Scholar God.”

After seeing Yue Lan and Yue Hong with his own eyes, he wanted to confirm the Scholar God’s identity. Perhaps he was indeed the same person as the one he met in the God Tomb.

At the same time, Yun Lintian was curious about the God Tomb’s true origin. Clearly, it had nothing to do with the God of Heaven, as everyone said.

“I’ll try,” Yue Lan said softly. “The Scholar God has gone into seclusion. I’m not sure if we can contact him.”

“What about the God of Time?” Yun Lintian asked. This person was the most mysterious one. “He has never appeared for billions of years now,” Que Zang was the one who answered. “Among the ten Primordial Gods, the God of Time is the most mysterious one. Not even the Primordial Gods themselves can find him. Some say he has long departed from the Primal Chaos.”

Yun Lintian furrowed his brow. It ended up in such a situation again.

“Let’s leave it at that for now,” Yue Lan said gently. “Please take a good rest here during this period. I will notify you when the time comes.”

“Understood,” Yun Lintian had no objection.

Que Zang got up and cupped his fists. “I will take my leave first. Thank you for the hospitality.”

Yun Lintian looked at him in surprise. “Senior, are you…?” he asked.

“Don’t worry. I’m not that stupid. I’m going back to the Divine Temple to take a look,” Que Zang chuckled. “Originally, I came here to repay the debt of gratitude, but it seems I have to postpone it.”

Yun Lintian waved his hand. “It doesn’t matter, Senior. We owe you nothing.”

“For you, it’s nothing, but for me, it’s my life,” Que Zang said gently. “I’ll find you later.”

“Good luck, Senior,” Yun Lintian cupped his fists.

“Oh, right. If you have a chance to see the Scholar God, you’re certainly going to visit the Land of Wisdom. Be careful when you go there. Try to conceal your killing aura as much as possible, including your divine beast bloodlines,” Que Zang said with a serious expression. “You can ask your mother for more details.”

He took a sip of wine and walked away.

Yun Lintian was puzzled by the warning. And what kind of Land of Wisdom was Que Zang talking about? freeωebnovēl.c૦m

“I’ve already prepared a courtyard for you,” Yue Lan said softly and instructed a maidservant nearby to take Yun Lintian and Yun Wushuang to their courtyard.

Yue Lan turned around and left directly. She was going to find Yue Hong.

Yun Lintian and Yun Wushuang followed the maidservant to a beautiful courtyard bathed in soft moonlight.

“If you need something, do not hesitate to call me,” The maidservant said and left.

Yun Lintian checked the courtyard’s protection briefly and walked into the room, followed by Yun Wushuang.

After sitting down in the living room, Yun Lintian asked, “What did Senior Que mean by the warning, Mom?”

Yun Wushuang gently poured a cup of tea for her son and said, “The Land of Wisdom is a place where fanatic cultivators gather. These people call themselves scholars. They are obsessed with research and experimentation. Your divine beast bloodlines can easily attract their

attention.”

Yun Lintian was stunned. It was the first time he had heard of such a group of people in this cultivation-oriented world. These people reminded him of the researchers back on Earth.

“The Scholar God didn’t do anything about it?” he asked curiously.

Yun Wushuang shook her head. “What would he do? These people didn’t do anything excessive most of the time. They also have cooperation with various factions. Normally, the Scholar God doesn’t care about what they do.”

“I see,” Yun Lintian nodded slowly.

Yun Wushuang looked at her son and asked softly, “It’s a lie, right?… The so-called powerful senior you mentioned.”