Grasping the Evil-Chapter 793: Mysterious Light Orb
Legend has it that a Third Step Saint can resurrect a cultivator whose only trace left in the world is a fragment of their Tao.
This is just a legend, and no one among the four heavens and nine worlds has ever witnessed it firsthand. However, today, the cultivators present in this place got to witness this scene, a rarity that cannot be sought even through eons!
Senluo, during his life, did not know if the power of reincarnation he possessed would be able to revive Xiao Qianyu.
Yet he was willing to try, even if it meant sacrificing his own life, he would do so without hesitation!
Even if he becomes a dead man during Qianyu’s resurrection, remains only as a head, loses consciousness, unable to see Qianyu again, what regrets would he have!
He was such an obsessive demon that he would never alter his path, even if he fought to the point where his head is held high, shedding the last drop of his blood.
His affection might not move Ning Fan, nor make up for his mistakes.
But his madness, his spirit’s perseverance, even if Ning Fan’s heart were as hard as stone, it must be moved.
Because Ning Fan ultimately remains someone seeking the Tao!
Senluo’s head held high has great significance for Ning Fan.
Ning Fan’s Tao, is perseverance!
What else in this world could be more perseverant than Senluo’s head held high, enduring death without regret!
At this moment, Ning Fan had deeper understanding of the Path of Perseverance.
For Senluo, perseverance means relentless pursuit, regardless of everything.
If he hesitated even a little, feared consequences, he would no longer be Senluo.
On Shenkong Star, the blind old man standing at the long steps suddenly shed tears of sorrow, his expression bitter, murmuring softly,
"Foolish child, foolish child..."
His heart ached, grieved for his disciple’s passing, yet he ultimately did not prevent it.
Senluo’s path was not confused, regardless of right or wrong, he did not stop him. The aftermath, he would help Senluo with it.
Senluo’s sole remaining head suddenly flashed with resolute demonic glint, and drenched in all his power of reincarnation, like colorful neon, gently like feather cotton, without reservation towards the shadow of that woman it poured crazily.
With my lifelong reincarnation, to exchange for your eyes open, can you...
Senluo’s head’s flesh and blood slowly transformed into blood and dissipated, gradually leaving behind only a deathly still skull, decayed and dim, with no signs of life nor remaining power of reincarnation.
All the power of reincarnation, all remaining vitality, was relinquished by him, bestowed to the woman in front of him. Otherwise, even if left with only the skull, he would hold onto residual thoughts, fighting till the end.
With a crack, Senluo’s skull burst into six pieces, falling towards the starry sky.
Among the Twelve Great Emperors, three eyes immediately flickered, rushing towards the six skull pieces, seeming intent on seizing them.
In their view, Senluo’s skull likely had some value...
Only then did the Twelve Emperors confirm Senluo’s true demise, displaying a barely relieved expression.
The remaining emperors were shaken, thoughtfully watching the shadow of a woman emerging from the bell, observing her body gradually coalesce, appearing ethereal and graceful in front of the world!
Apart from this woman’s fragmented Tao shadow, reviving and remains, the other scattered Tao shadows from the Heaven Suppressing Bell all vanished into nothing.
This is such a beautiful woman; her eyes, like misty rain descending upon the world, remain unsullied and stand apart from the world.
Emperor Xukong’s expression was the most complex; upon seeing this woman, his demeanor dulled, and he closed his eyes.
His junior brother died, yet Xiao Qianyu came back to life...
Regarding that woman, he wasn’t entirely unmoved, only that unlike Senluo, he didn’t weigh love heavily.
He is a true Immortal Emperor, as emperors from ancient times, are always unfeeling.
"I wish to see Senluo... but who is Senluo... who am I... who are you all..."
A confused expression flowed in the woman’s eyes as she murmured to herself, suddenly gazing at the three emperors snatching Senluo’s skull.
Three Great Emperors, two being of the Six Tribulations and Seven Tribulations, one from the Four Oceans Sect as an Eight Tribulation Great Emperor!
Xiao Qianyu’s eyes became moist upon touching Senluo’s skull, her heart felt pierced by thousands of arrows, pain unspeakable.
Whose skull is this, why does it make her so sorrowful, so concerned...
She did not recognize this skull; even if she did, she couldn’t recall it.
She raised her finger, mana activated like rain, pointed to the three emperors, unwilling to let them touch the skull.
This belongs to her, only hers... although unaware of the reason behind it all.
Her body initially revealed no aura, yet upon pressing the finger down, it invoked all the mana within her!
This mana includes the force from her past life, and also the cultivation bestowed by Senluo!
At this moment, her cultivation was not the fragmented thought realm of her past life, but the Eighth Calamity realm of the eons!
This cultivation clearly mismatched with her past cultivation!
Upon pressing this finger down, her eyes became bewildered; she couldn’t remember when she ascended to Immortal Emperor.
She even forgot her identity, yet felt ultimately that this mana didn’t belong to her, though she did not reject the aura of this mana, it was very warm, very warm...
Who is it... who is the owner of this mana that doesn’t belong to her...
Her finger emitted a golden shower of light, forming three rain vortexes in the starry sky, showering upon the three emperors.
Each drop of golden rain was as heavy as a mountain, possessing the might to destroy a lower-level Cultivation Star.
Under the heavy curtain of rain, even the three Great Emperors’ expressions changed as they hurriedly retreated, each displaying Divine Skills and raising magical treasures to ward off the all-encompassing light rain.
The three of them looked unwilling, glaring angrily at Xiao Qianyu!
One of them even directly reprimanded, "Your Excellency, in your previous life, must have been a Great Emperor of the Godly Void Pavilion, why do you attack us without reason!"
It was evident that the speaker did not know Xiao Qianyu’s identity or her cultivation before her death.
Xiao Qianyu took the opportunity to wave her sleeve, collecting the six fragments of a skull into her hand, slowly piecing them together into a complete skull.
Looking at the complete skull, her heart ached again, inexplicably and indescribably.
Only her tears had long turned into poetry.
"What’s going on! Xiao Qianyu was only at the Fragmented Thought Cultivation level before her death, why after resurrection, did she break through to the Eighth Calamity of the Eternals!"
Emperor Shenkong’s expression changed. He had long vaguely guessed the purpose of Senluo destroying the Heaven Suppressing Bell and witnessed Xiao Qianyu’s residual Dao being reborn.
He was not too surprised to see Xiao Qianyu’s resurrection, after all, he had heard that a Third Step Saint could resurrect the residual Dao of a Second Step Cultivator.
Even if it was his first time seeing a cultivator’s residual Dao resurrected, he was not alarmed.
But witnessing Xiao Qianyu’s cultivation soar to this level, he could not accept it no matter what.
Emperor Shenkong couldn’t understand why this woman in front of him, after dying once, could achieve such a high cultivation, equal to him!
Could it be that all cultivator’s residual Daos resurrected by the Power of Reincarnation gained a massive cultivation boost?
No, that was clearly impossible! There’s no such record in ancient texts!
Generally speaking, even if a Saint revives a cultivator’s residual Dao, their cultivation would significantly drop before they fully return to their origin.
He was the dignified Shenkong Great Emperor, who had cultivated painstakingly for years to have today’s cultivation of the Eighth Calamity of the Eternals, yet Xiao Qianyu reached this state so effortlessly, causing him frustration!
"The Eighth Calamity of the Eternals! This..."
Emperor Xukong suddenly opened his eyes, also gazing incredulously at Xiao Qianyu, clearly shocked by her cultivation.
Among the other Immortal Emperors, a few who knew Xiao Qianyu’s cultivation before her death were also astonished.
This was their first time witnessing the Power of Reincarnation reviving a cultivator’s residual Dao!
Confusion was naturally expected!
"After resurrection, this woman’s cultivation exceeded her previous life due to her unique rebirth method. This time, her rebirth was not a normal resurrection. Truly, even with Senluo forming the Initial Saint Reincarnation Ring, it couldn’t genuinely revive her. Instead of resurrection, it was evident that Senluo sacrificed himself for this woman... Fascinating, one wouldn’t expect a mere Immortal King of the Fifth Calamity of the Eternals to cause turmoil in the Eastern Heaven, achieving an extraordinary feat by sacrificing himself to revive another’s residual Dao while greatly enhancing the reborn’s cultivation... Such an event is unprecedented! The skull of this person belongs to me!"
A sudden voice abruptly echoed within the Dongming Star Domain, startling numerous cultivators and astonishing the twelve Great Emperors!
No one knew who this speaker was or when he appeared, but just feeling the awe-inspiring presence in his words, no one dared to overlook his existence!
He was an elderly man in purple robes, his body enveloped in a colorful glow, his presence towering like the sky, coldly gazing at the newly resurrected Xiao Qianyu!
He wasn’t a Third Step Cultivator; his cultivation remained at the second step, yet within the seven-colored glow surrounding him faintly lay a hint of an eighth color!
His cultivation, while still at the Ninth Calamity of the Eternals, was vastly different from the two Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperors of the Four Oceans Sect, incomparable to the essence!
"Hand over that skull in your hand to me!"
The ethereal elder coldly declared, his words containing an awe-inspiring might, spreading fiercely in all directions, with Xiao Qianyu being the first to bear the brunt!
Despite possessing the cultivation of the Eighth Calamity of the Eternals, Xiao Qianyu’s breath wavered after this sound wave hit her, changing her expression and hastily retreating on lotus steps.
All cultivators here who felt this person’s pressure felt their spirit sense tremble!
Those with lower cultivation were suppressed, falling into the starry sky, as if crushed by a high mountain!
Even the other Great Emperors’ expressions changed.
Among the two Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperors of the Four Oceans Sect, one’s gaze changed and immediately advised the other three Immortal Emperors of the Four Oceans Sect,
"You must not offend this person! He is a Quasi-Saint, from the Secret Clan!"
This voice was not loud, but it almost instantaneously spread across galaxies!
The words ’Quasi-Saint’ and ’Secret Clan’ descended like an upheaval, causing every cultivator who heard them to shudder!
"Quasi-Saint!"
Everyone who heard these words was shocked and changed color!
In this era without saints, Quasi-Saints were supreme beings, incomparable to ordinary Immortal Emperors, and no one dared to offend them!
Faced with this unexpected Quasi-Saint, Xiao Qianyu’s gorgeous eyes held deep dread, intuitively knowing she stood no chance against him, yet unwilling to surrender the skull in her hand.
She always felt that the skull was of great significance to her, even if she couldn’t remember or possibly know whose it was...
"No matter who you are, I will not hand over this skull!" Xiao Qianyu’s voice was icy and resolute, with a hint of resemblance to Senluo.
She inherited all of Senluo’s power, including his persistence and Daoist Thought.
From now on, Senluo lived on in her life, though she was unaware.
"What I desire, you can’t protect! Give it to me!"
The old man in purple robes snorted coldly, waving his hand as the sky was suddenly filled with countless purple straw.
The straw floated ethereally, yet contained an indescribable Great Divine Power, as if holding earth-shattering might!
"He comes from the Zi Clan!" In an instant, the Twelve Emperors all guessed the identity of the old man; many old monsters here also recognized it based on the divine abilities of the purple straw, exclaiming the old man’s origin.
"A Quasi-Saint of the Zi Clan!"
Ning Fan’s heart was in turmoil, having once heard about the Zi Clan from Yuan Yao and also injured a discarded member of the Zi Clan during the Sea Demon War, if he remembers correctly, the name was Zi Chuan or something like that.
He never imagined he would see a Quasi-Saint of the Zi Clan here today!
Though both existed at the Ninth Calamity of the Eternals, a Quasi-Saint had half-stepped into the Third Step, incomparable to an ordinary Great Emperor of the Nine Tribulations, and certainly not someone Xiao Qianyu could rival!
As the sky full of purple straw transformed into divine skills, threatening to harm Xiao Qianyu, unexpectedly, a blind old man stepped out from Shenkong Star, appearing above the starry sky, blocking in front of Xiao Qianyu with an indifferent expression, yet exuding an aura no one could ignore.
"I can give you my apprentice’s skull, but you cannot harm this girl!"
The blind old man was enveloped in a seven-colored radiance, with an eighth color subtly contained within, rendering his true appearance unobservable to any cultivator below the Timeless Realm in this place.
Ning Fan could not see the stranger’s true form either, but he was startled by the strong aura the person exuded.
The aura of the blind old man was not weaker than that of the Quasi-Saint of the Zi Clan by even a fraction!
Ning Fan couldn’t have imagined that within the Godly Void Pavilion, not only did the Shenhao Twin Emperors exist, but there was also a Quasi-Saint who secluded himself from the world.
The little demoness was equally astounded; despite her identity as the Divine Void Young Master, she was unaware that there was a third Immortal Emperor in the Godly Void Pavilion, and this Immortal Emperor was actually a Quasi-Saint!
"Master!" Emperor Xu Kong’s gaze flickered, but his heart was somewhat calm.
With his own master’s presence, there was no need to worry even if a Quasi-Saint of the Secret Clan came.
The purple-robed Quasi-Saint squinted upon seeing the blind old man appear, and after pondering for a moment, he dissipated the divine skills of the purple straw that filled the sky.
Conversely, the blind old man remained silent, no visible action taken, yet he had already seized the Skull of Sen Luo from Xiao Qianyu’s hand, hesitated briefly, and still handed the skull over to the newcomer.
"Who are you... give me back the skull! That is, that is..." Xiao Qianyu’s heart ached as she looked at the blind old man in defiance. She found this person very familiar, yet she could not recall who he was.
"Do you know whose skull that is?" the blind old man asked indifferently.
"I don’t know, and I don’t remember..." Xiao Qianyu replied sorrowfully, a pain stabbing at her heart.
Though she didn’t know, she felt a deep sadness; why is this so...
"Since you don’t know, never find out. Luo Er’s lifelong wish is yours alone. You must live well; do not invite calamity over a skull. Do not let his painstaking efforts go to waste..."
Once these words were said, the expansive spirit sense of the blind old man swept across the starry sky, eventually falling upon the Quasi-Saint of the Zi Clan.
"The disturbances in Eastern Heaven end here! People of the Secret Clan, leave the Dongming Star Domain immediately!"
His words bore an unyielding force similar to that of Sen Luo, allowing no room for refusal, even if the other party was a person of the Secret Clan or a Quasi-Saint!
The Quasi-Saint of the Zi Clan wore a discontented expression, seemingly dissatisfied with the blind old man’s tone. But after weighing the Skull of Sen Luo in his hands, he chose not to engage in battle with the blind old man, glanced slightly, and finally snorted coldly before retreating.
"A Quasi-Saint of the Secret Clan was actually forced to retreat by a Quasi-Saint of the Divine Void!" This astonishment arose in the hearts of countless Eastern Celestial Cultivators.
Within the Four Heavens, there are few who could make a cultivator of the Secret Clan suffer a setback, even more so if the opponent is a Quasi-Saint...
"It’s surprising that our Godly Void Pavilion had a Quasi-Saint in residence!" All the cultivators of the Godly Void Pavilion felt greatly startled.
"Xiao Qianyu, in life you were a person of the Godly Void, but you’ve already died for the Godly Void once. After rebirth, should you wish to stay in the Godly Void, this old man will ensure your safety; if you wish to leave, this old man will neither prevent you nor will anyone in the Godly Void dare oppose it!"
The blind old man transmitted two streams of spirit sense toward Emperor Shenkong and Emperor Xukong, seemingly instructing them on how to properly treat Xiao Qianyu. Then, with a long sigh, his figure flickered and vanished from sight.
He returned to Shenkong Star, standing alone on the long steps, the bleak autumn wind making him appear even more desolate.
The death of Sen Luo saddened him deeply, and he needed a moment of quiet reflection...
Leaving Xiao Qianyu standing alone atop the starry sky, lost and tearful.
Xiao Qianyu could not remember who the owner of that skull was, but when it was taken by someone else and she was powerless to prevent it, her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Roar—
A low beast roar suddenly entered Xiao Qianyu’s ears.
It was the voice of the Beast of Destruction, so familiar, yet so strange.
"You are..."
With a flash of escape light, Xiao Qianyu appeared before the Beast of Destruction, looking at it, feeling a sense of familiarity, yet so foreign, unable to remember anything about it no matter how hard she tried.
She blindly reached out, touching the massive body of the Beast of Destruction, as large as a Cultivation Star, tears streaming down her face.
The disturbances in Eastern Heaven have ended...
Within the Four Oceans Sect, one of the Immortal Emperors of the Eighth Tribulation was smashed to pieces by Sen Luo with a single punch.
Among the Eastern Heavenly Emperors, Emperor Hanyun, Yellow Turban Emperor, and Emperor Maha lost their physical bodies.
For those Immortal Emperors whose physical bodies were destroyed by Sen Luo, reconstructing their bodies would not be an easy task.
The other Immortal Emperors were also not lightly injured and needed to immediately retreat for healing.
Though many were severely wounded by Sen Luo, compared to the Jiuyou Great Emperor and Emperor Hongze who perished in the chaos, they considered themselves quite fortunate.
Even after the great battle, when the emperors spoke of Sen Luo, terror still showed in their countenances.
From this day forth, the Sixteen Emperors of Eastern Heaven had reduced to fourteen, their names echoing across the ages.
One by one, the Immortal Emperors bade farewell with their followers, while the cultivators of the Four Oceans Sect temporarily stationed themselves in the Dongming Star Domain, handling the aftermath of the Heaven Suppressing Bell.
The Heaven Suppressing Bell suffered significant damage, with one-sixth of its structure destroyed by Sen Luo. Given its importance, it must be meticulously repaired.
The rituals in the future must continue.
More and more Divine Void Cultivators set foot on the galaxies, starting to clear out the starry battlefield.
This place does not belong to the Four Oceans Sect nor the Godly Void Pavilion cultivators, thus considered outsiders, it’s about time to leave.
Just then, from above the galaxies, suddenly came the sound of fireworks, colorful lotus-shaped fireworks blossomed in the dead silent galaxies.
It seemed like fireworks in winter, so silent, so wonderfully beautiful, yet so lonely.
The person setting off the fireworks was Ning Fan!
At this moment, after waving and releasing numerous fireworks, he temporarily bid farewell to the little demoness, gave Xiao Qianyu a deep look, his figure flickered, vanished without a trace.
The chaos in Eastern Heaven ended, Divine Void Cultivators emerged, the little demoness would be safe, Ning Fan also fulfilled Sen Luo’s last wish, ignited myriad fireworks.
His task complete, naturally needed to retreat, it’s too dangerous to do such eye-catching acts in front of numerous ancient cultivators.
Fortunately, most people were engrossed in various affairs, not much attention paid to Ning Fan.
His departure went unnoticed by many.
His act of setting off fireworks, though peculiar and arousing suspicion, yet no one wished to investigate deeply.
After Ning Fan vanished, he made his way towards the periphery of the Dongming Star Domain, relaxed as he noticed no one paid attention to him.
The jade box given by Sen Luo had long been handed to the little demoness, she could refine the black light orb herself, removing the void poison within her body wasn’t difficult.
At this moment, Ning Fan’s mood was heavy, heading towards the periphery of the Dongming Star Domain.
This direction was towards leaving the Dongming Star Domain, also where the Demonic Qi Crystal left by the Heavenly Demon resembling Evil Luo Mountain fell.
Ning Fan did not notice at this time, behind him, a hidden light orb ghostly figure was silently trailing him.
That ghostly light orb was one of the many fragmented remnant shadows flowing out from within the clock when Sen Luo smashed the Heaven Suppressing Bell.
The reason it followed Ning Fan was instinctively sensing a trace of the Eastern Ocean Bell within Ning Fan’s storage pouch.
This light orb ghostly shadow wasn’t humanoid, nor shaped like a bird or beast, nor like a magical treasure in form.
This unknown thing’s remnant light orb silently followed Ning Fan, unnoticed by anyone, even the Divine Void Emperors were unaware.
Only after retreating far from the Dongming Star’s extreme range, Ning Fan faintly felt he was being tracked by something.
This feeling of being tracked made his heart suddenly sink!
Yet the other party seemed without hostility, frequently emanating friendly vibes, making him feel strange.
"What’s following me?!"
Ning Fan’s heart sank, suddenly his figure flickered, tried to evade the pursuit by entering the Xuan Yin Treasure.
No sooner had he tried, the mysterious light orb disguised suddenly revealed itself, flashing, then directly entered the Xuan Yin Treasure, appearing before Ning Fan!
This scene changed Ning Fan’s complexion!
Many Immortal Emperors possess a medium dichiliocosm.
Though the Xuan Yin Treasure is just a void realm, might not withstand attacks of an Immortal Emperor level, but it’s unheard of for any Immortal Emperor directly entering another’s void realm.
Yet this light orb directly entered Ning Fan’s controlled void realm, its divine skill so strong, leaving Ning Fan astonished.
Upon closely examining the light orb, Ning Fan felt perplexed.
What exactly is this light orb, he couldn’t figure out.
The light orb kept hovering around him without hostility, instead showing friendliness, leaving him confused.
It appeared like a golden cotton candy, felt somewhat ethereal, somewhat soft, indestructible, without attack power.
Its form somewhat resembling the myriad fragmented remnant shadows inside the Heaven Suppressing Bell, yet somewhat different.
It contained dao power, but of unknown type.
The only certainty Ning Fan had was, this object isn’t any divine skill illusion, nor a secret treasure used for tracking.
Any being or magical treasure destroyed by the Heaven Suppressing Bell would leave fragmented remnant shadows within the bell if it contained dao thoughts.
Ning Fan’s eyes moved, could this object also be one of the fragmented remnant shadows from the Heaven Suppressing Bell, and escaped because Sen Luo smashed the bell open?
"This object indeed might be one of the fragmented remnant shadows within the Heaven Suppressing Bell, but whose remnant shadow and why does it follow me without wanting to leave..."
"Once out of the Heaven Suppressing Bell, other beings or magical treasures’ fragmented remnant shadows dissipate into the world, why does this object persist without vanishing."
Just as Ning Fan was pondering, suddenly his expression shifted, he patted his storage pouch, took out the Eastern Ocean Bell, and tossed it into the air.
The golden cotton candy that was circling him immediately showed elation, circling around the Eastern Ocean Bell repeatedly.
"So this light orb followed me, indeed for the sake of this bell!"
...
While Ning Fan was probing the mysterious light orb, at the starry skies near Dongming Star, Xiao Qianyu stood beside the Beast of Destruction, staring at the fireworks in the sky, lost in thought.
"These fireworks are so beautiful... I really want to look at them with Sen Luo."
"But Sen Luo, who is he..."
(2/2) Late double update, apologies for being late today, will strive for an earlier update tomorrow. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote recommendation or monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)
