Immortal Starry Sky-Chapter 599 - 574 Resurrection

Returning to the Immortal Tang Divine Palace, Wang Xu introduced Han Qing'Er to Tang Yan and Tai Long Bing Qing, his two wives.

After a slight surprise, they did not reject or criticize, but instead joyfully accepted Han Qing'Er.

Millions of years of experience had long changed their perspectives drastically.

It should be noted that generally powerful cultivators, upon reaching the Ancestor Realm, are already surrounded by countless wives and concubines.

Because they are rare powerful beings, possessing the bloodline of strength, they need to extend this bloodline as widely as possible, so it's not unusual for some Ancestor Realm cultivators to have thousands of wives.

Moreover, the stronger the cultivator, the more they would choose strong individuals as partners; ordinary people like them, who aren't even Celestial God Realm, wouldn't even catch the eye of powerful figures.

But Wang Xu did not.

Despite his continuous advancement in realm, his ever-increasing strength, and his unprecedented status, he still remained faithful to his two "humble wives" without abandoning them. If it were other Ancestor Realm individuals, controlling the life and death veins of two Chaotic Cosmos, even Great Emperors would willingly follow them; how could they even look at Tang Yan and Tai Long Bing Qing?

"Hoo."

Seeing his two wives did not quarrel as he imagined, with no constant conflicts, Wang Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately after, he went to the Eternal Celestial Palace.

The Eternal Celestial Palace was where the Desolate Fury Ancestor had brought him initially to resurrect his family. Here, it was easier to contact the Ganges River, and the efficiency of resurrection would be greatly improved.

"Ya Sang, I'm here."

Whispering softly, Wang Xu closed his eyes, his soul vibrating.

Immediately, Wang Xu's consciousness seemed to float up, his whole being losing gravity, drifting everywhere.

Unknown how much time passed, when his consciousness returned, and he opened his eyes to see the scene before him, it was no longer the familiar Eternal Celestial Palace, but a vast river shining with countless stars.

The Ganges River.

"Meeting once again."

Last time, Wang Xu, as a Celestial God Realm, faced the Ganges River like a humble ant, filled with fear.

But now Wang Xu is already an Ancestor. Facing the Ganges River, not only did he feel no fear, but he even wanted to reach out to explore the truth of the Ganges River!

A wisp of memory intertwined on Wang Xu's fingertips; it was about Ya Sang, Rou Lin, and their master's past, capable of guiding those lost souls to Wang Xu's hands.

"Ya Sang, I hope your soul memories haven't been washed away, I'm coming to rescue you, wait for me!"

Before Wang Xu left, Ya Sang was just an Earth Level martial artist. Over millions of years, soul memories would definitely be washed away.

But Wang Xu is gambling on destiny!

When Wang Xu returned to the Kunlong Martial Sect, he heard that Yan Feng had become the Sect Master, with extraordinary talent. Moreover, he left a large amount of elixirs before he left, these elixirs, at least, could help Ya Sang reach the Black Hole Level!

At the Black Hole Level, one could live for an extended lifespan in the Ancient Luo Cosmos, but in Chaos, life is compressed, unable to survive for millions of years.

At this moment, Wang Xu could only pray.

A frigid soul aura exploded from Wang Xu, his entire aura soaring, having fused two Cores of Chaos, his soul was infinitely more powerful than the former Desolate Fury Ancestor, even transcending the Immortal Tang Great Emperor!

"Ganges Soul Capturing Technique!"

Wang Xu roared, extending a great hand.

This large hand blotted out the sky and sun, passing through endless void, reaching the other end, touching the Ganges River.

Cold.

Bone-chilling cold.

At the moment of touching the Ganges River, Wang Xu felt an immensely terrifying cold aura eroding his hand, even vaguely spreading to his body.

The Ganges River was composed of countless souls, and the aura of souls is cold; such a vast number of souls brought about a chill that seemed capable of freezing Wang Xu to death even over such a long distance.

"Ganges River, you cannot stop me!"

Flames flickered in Wang Xu's eyes; his soul hand had already merged into the Ganges River, the memory at his fingertips, like a drop of ink falling into azure waters, transformed into meandering black mist, slowly spreading out.

A moment later.

"Got it!" Wang Xu's expression changed, constantly watching the Ganges River, noticing several souls with varying brilliance approaching his giant hand.

One, two, three, four.

Qing Sibai, Ya Sang, Rou Lin, Xin Wan senior sister.

"Enough!"

Having gathered them all, Wang Xu's heart was unimaginably excited, immediately preparing to pull his giant hand out of the Ganges River.

At this moment.

A hand with four ice-blue fingers suddenly stretched out, firmly grabbing Wang Xu's soul hand, ready to leave the Ganges River!

"Damn it!"

Wang Xu was furious.

In his grasp were the lives of those important to him. After finally finding them and wanting to resurrect them one by one, at the critical moment, a figure jumped out to stop Wang Xu.

This act was tantamount to touching Wang Xu's reverse scale!

"Last time, it was you who stopped the Desolate Fury Master from resurrecting my family. This time, it's you again trying to stop me from resurrecting my friends!" Wang Xu fumed with anger, "I will never forgive you!"

At once, Wang Xu's other soul hand shot through the endless void, aggressively reaching for the hand with four ice-blue fingers!

"Die by my hand!" Flames suddenly ignited on Wang Xu's body!

He was burning his soul!

In the past, the Desolate Fury Ancestor, to shake off the ice-blue hand, didn't hesitate to burn his soul, falling into slumber.

Now Wang Xu, to destroy the ice-blue hand, didn't hesitate to use the power of burning his soul.

The burning soul unleashed fearsome power, allowing Wang Xu to instantly break free from the iron clamp of the ice-blue hand, and then, in the same iron-grip manner, firmly grasp that ice-blue hand!

"Get out of my way!"

Wang Xu, with mountain-moving force and an infinite domineering strength, forcibly dragged that ice-blue hand inch by inch beyond the Ganges River!

At this moment, the ice-blue hand seemed to realize Wang Xu's prowess and dared not underestimate it any longer. Immediately, another ice-blue hand extended out, attempting to counter Wang Xu.

"Another one? Bring it out together then!"

Wang Xu was already in a berserk state, furiously dragging both ice-blue hands outward as if in a mad frenzy.

Clearly, the power of the ice-blue hand was far inferior to Wang Xu's. It could only struggle desperately, but lacking strength, how could it break free from Wang Xu's control?

In just a moment.

Wang Xu only felt the force in his hand lighten, as both ice-blue hands with four fingers each were severed neatly from the wrists.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Wang Xu tossed aside the two ice-blue hands and withdrew his hand, bringing back the souls of Ya Sang and the others.

Having achieved his goal, Wang Xu no longer had any reason to linger, but before leaving, he took a deliberate glance at the Ganges River.

The severed ice-blue hands had already merged back into the Ganges, vanishing without a trace.

"Ganges... Could there really be some creature in existence?" This was a question Wang Xu kept pondering in his heart before he left.

...

With the soul returning to its place, Wang Xu re-entered his own body.

He slowly opened his palm, where four souls with varying glows were floating above.

Emotions surged within Wang Xu, and then he took a step forward to his palace.

"Reconstruct the body."

Wang Xu began reconstructing the bodies for Ya Sang and the others.

A few days passed.

"Ya Sang, Rou Lin, Senior Sister Xin Wan, Master!"

Wang Xu had already encountered the familiar figures once more, apart from some changes in strength, everything else remained unchanged.

One by one, they gradually opened their eyes.

"Brother Wang!"

"Wang Xu!"

"Wang Xu?"

The four of them had completely different expressions upon seeing Wang Xu.

Ya Sang was filled with excitement, covering her gaping mouth in shock, her eyes reddening, with crystal-clear tears ready to spill over at any moment.

She remembered herself meeting her end, dying with her last thoughts, yet now, Wang Xu stood alive right in front of her, and she... was not dead!

Rou Lin and Senior Sister Xin Wan were filled with joy.

The moment they saw Wang Xu, they completely forgot the fact that they were 'dead' individuals, jumping forward to embrace Wang Xu tightly.

Only Qing Sibai, the Venerable Emperor, remained the calmest. He scrutinized himself with a surprised gaze, before looking at Wang Xu, finally realizing upon sensing the faint yet strong aura emanating from Wang Xu.

Just like that, Wang Xu suddenly gained three more wives.

In no time, the Wang Family became lively, the resurrection of Qing Sibai left the Nine Cloud Saint Venerable dumbfounded in shock for quite some time before finally hugging the Venerable Emperor tightly with tears.

...

Following that, Wang Xu simply abandoned cultivation to accompany his family, including his six wives, as they traveled through chaos. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

When Ya Sang, Rou Lin, and Senior Sister Xin Wan learned that Wang Xu had already become a legendary Ancestor Realm figure, each one of them was left agape in disbelief.

Ancestor Realm!

A being capable of easily crushing even the Imperial Divine Master with a finger, and yet he was their husband?

It truly seemed beyond belief.

Even Qing Sibai shook his head in disbelief.

Of course, his disbelief wasn't because Wang Xu reached the Ancestor Realm, but because Wang Xu had successfully prevented this chaotic war, overturning the entire outcome of the battle!

An Ancestor Realm individual, accomplishing a feat even beyond the Great Emperor Realm, left Qing Sibai in a daze for quite a while before he finally reacted.

"Good! Good! Good! Wonderful!" Qing Sibai laughed heartily, "I, Qing Sibai, did not misjudge this time! Wang Xu, you're amazing!"

Wang Xu smiled faintly. Though he had heard such praise countless times, coming from the Venerable Emperor who had once blessed him, it felt different, causing a warm current to flow through his heart, exceedingly comforting.

Other people's shock, no matter how much, didn't matter to Wang Xu.

But the surprise from family, friends, and loved ones was what made Wang Xu feel proud the most.

At this moment, he felt that everything he had endured, suffered, and worked for in the past was not in vain!

As they say, fortune comes in succession.

After resurrecting three wives and his master, just a few years later, Wang Xu's master at the Immortal Tang Divine Palace—Desolate Fury Ancestor awoke from his slumber.

Upon seeing Wang Xu and sensing the terrifying aura emanating from him, even he couldn't believe his own eyes.

He had only been asleep for a few million years, not millions of Law Eras, so how could a nap later, Wang Xu, once only at the Celestial God Realm, become an Ancestor Realm entity even more powerful than himself!

To all of this, Wang Xu responded with nothing but a smile, followed by the phrase he has uttered numerous times: "Drink up!" (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, you're welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please head to m.qidian.com for reading.)