Myth Beyond Heaven

“Ancestor, you should go back and take a rest first,” Qi Zongwen said with concern.

“Sure.” Qi Gang didn’t object and went to his room with Lan Hanyu following behind. The information was too much for him to digest in a single day.

Inside the room, Lan Hanyu poured Qi Gang a cup of tea. “Our brothers and sisters have long gone, but they are existing in Lintian.”

Qi Gang took a sip of tea and asked, “Who is he?”

Lan Hanyu shook her head gently. “I have no idea either. However, he reminds me of someone.”

“The God of Fate?” Qi Gang said.

“Yes,” Lan Hanyu nodded. “From what I know, he has inherited the legacy from the previous successor of the God of Fate, but he clearly doesn’t have the power of the God of Fate in him. On the contrary, he possesses the power of the Primordial Sun God. His power is something I have never seen… It feels like he is…”

“The Creator,” Qi Gang added. “He’s clearly proficient in every great law. Even the Primordial Gods cannot achieve that.”

“Yes,” Lan Hanyu responded. “He himself might not notice this because of his lack of experience. After all, he has never lived in the Primordial Era.”

Qi Gang thought for a moment and asked, “Do you think Feng Yu is still alive?”

“Definitely,” Lan Hanyu said. “During the war, she had already activated the Nirvana power. And the fact that Lintian possesses her soul has proven it, although it was just half of her soul.”

“From what he told me, there’s another successor of her, and the purity of her bloodline is much purer than his. I suspect that she’s her other half.”

Qi Gang furrowed his brow. “Why did Feng Yu divide her soul?”

“Unfortunately, I don’t know either,” Lan Hanyu sighed softly. “Unless we can return to the Primal Chaos, it’s difficult for us to find out.”

Qi Gang nodded slowly and took a deep look at her. “Hanyu, you…”

Lan Hanyu took a sip of tea and replied calmly, “Yes. I was severely injured by Nian Shi. My soul was damaged beyond recovery. He was the one who brought me back.”

Qi Gang smiled and said, “Congratulations. You finally found a man.”

Lan Hanyu smiled gently and said, “There are no feelings between us. He might feel that he should take responsibility. As for me… You know me well, Brother Qi.”

“Really?” Qi Gang smiled meaningfully. “Perhaps you just choose to ignore it.”

Lan Hanyu didn’t say anything further and looked at the scenery outside. Her hand subconsciously touched her belly.

***

Primal Chaos, the Central Region.

A few months had passed since the chaotic energy storm swept through the Ancient Battlefield and Ancient Xia City. The storm did not stop there and continued to sweep outward, spreading to other places.

At the same time, many creatures of chaos began to appear and wreak havoc everywhere. Countless lives were lost in this disaster.

Above the outer area of Ancient Xia City, Yun Yi and Yun Meilan carefully observed the situation below.

The once majestic Ancient Xia City, a bustling hub of cultivation and commerce, was now a desolate ruin, shrouded in a thick miasma of chaotic energy. Buildings that once scraped the sky lay crumbled and broken, their intricate carvings and elegant designs marred by a creeping corruption.

The streets, once teeming with life and activity, were now eerily silent, save for the occasional mournful wail of the wind whistling through the skeletal remains of the city.

“It’s worse than we thought,” Yun Yi said, his voice grave.

“The chaotic energy is incredibly dense here. It seems to be emanating from the Ancient Battlefield.” Yun Meilan nodded grimly.

From Yun Lintian’s words, there was a tunnel inside the Ancient Battlefield, but she didn’t expect the seal around the battlefield to be broken so easily.

“We need to get closer to investigate,” Yun Yi said, his eyes fixed on the swirling vortex of chaotic energy that marked the entrance to the Ancient Battlefield.

With a shared nod, the two cultivators descended towards the ruined city, their divine senses extended, probing every nook and cranny. They moved with a practiced ease, their footsteps barely disturbing the dust that blanketed the desolate streets.

As they ventured deeper into the city, the oppressive weight of the chaotic energy grew heavier, a palpable presence that seemed to claw at their very souls. The air crackled with an unnatural energy, and an unsettling silence hung over the ruins, broken only by the occasional groan of collapsing structures.

Suddenly, a guttural growl ripped through the silence, raising the hairs on their necks. From the shadows of a crumbling building, a pack of Shadow Demons emerged, their eyes glowing with malevolent red light, their claws sharp as obsidian blades.

Their forms shifted and distorted, their limbs elongated and contorted, their mouths filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth.

Yun Yi and Yun Meilan exchanged a quick glance, their expressions hardening with resolve. They drew their weapons, a gleaming sword and a shimmering dagger, their auras flaring as they prepared to face the demonic onslaught.

Swoosh!

The Shadow Demons lunged forward, their movements swift and unpredictable, their claws tearing through the air, leaving trails of dark energy in their wake.

Yun Yi and Yun Meilan were faster. They vanished into thin air, leaving only faint ripples of shadow.

The Shadow Demons, momentarily confused, paused their advance, their glowing red eyes darting around, searching for their vanished prey.

A whisper of wind, a flicker of darkness, and Yun Yi reappeared behind the pack of demons. His sword, infused with the profound mysteries of the Law of Shadow, moved like a phantom, leaving trails of inky blackness in its wake.

Each strike was precise and deadly, severing limbs, decapitating heads, sending the demons reeling back in pain and confusion. Their corrupted forms, vulnerable to the power of shadow, dissolved into wisps of dark smoke with every hit.

Yun Meilan, equally adept in the Law of Shadow, materialized amidst the disoriented demons. Her dagger, a sliver of obsidian darkness, danced in her hand, weaving a tapestry of death and shadows.

The Shadow Demons, caught off guard by the sudden counterattack, struggled to defend themselves. Their chaotic movements became sluggish, their attacks clumsy and predictable. Yun Yi and Yun Meilan, their movements synchronized and their attacks complementing each other, weaved through the pack of demons, their weapons a blur of deadly shadows.

The demons’ growls turned into shrieks of pain and despair as their forms dissolved into nothingness.

“Strange,” Yun Yi said with a frown. “These creatures are clearly the weakest group. Where did those powerful ones go?”