The Young Matriarch-Chapter 1304: How Insignificant Is the Jin Family Ancestor Among These Gods?
Looking up to the vast skies, the sea of stars was engulfed in brilliant white light, at the distant end of the horizon was a faintly visible night.
Night and day, two extremes so opposite yet intersecting and connected, evoking a sense of extreme unreality.
Even movie special effects never portrayed such a scene!
"What, what is that?" the dean looked up at the night, suddenly stood up, and stared dumbfoundedly at the sky.
It’s... fragments!
On the canopy-like sky, countless irregularly jagged fragments shattered and hovered above the daylight night curtain, almost indistinguishable.
The dreamy feeling that hit everyone left them bewildered, their gaze dumbfounded and shocked.
What, what is this?
Bai Chuwei, with a lazy posture, leaned against the table, one elbow supporting her chin, looked calmly at the sky and said lightly, "Fragments of the remnants of myriad realms’ gods."
Just like those soul consciousnesses seen on Evildoer Island, they all are incomplete.
If these fragments were a puzzle, piecing them together would present the grand landscape of the Era of the Gods over five thousand years ago.
But unfortunately, the largest central piece of these myriad fragments is missing, never to be found again in this world.
Fragments of the remnants of myriad realms’ gods?
The students attending the ceremony were shocked, their heads tilted back, unwilling to rest despite the strain.
Damn, they finally accepted the existence of a cultivation industry in this world recently, and just managed to digest the existence of remnants of the Ancient Remnant Clan a few days ago, and now???
They are to witness the fragments of the gods’ physical remains?
Oh my God, Vice-Dean Bai is truly amazing!
Bypassing the Heavenly Dao, letting the gods witness, giving the grandest gift to her Disciple, won’t this bring great prestige if spread? 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
A true Direct Disciple truly deserves to be a Direct Disciple...
Such a fierce protector.
Envious, jealous, resentful.
Hualing couldn’t help but smile widely, disregarding Tong Qingyan’s desolate expression, pulled Leng Xueqin and gazed at the bright sky.
He knew it, believing in his master was without a doubt the right choice!
Among the cultivators of this world, though few were bound by a contract, which couple had a bond like theirs? They had bragging rights for a lifetime.
Hualing already planned that after the wedding night, he’d immediately serve his most beloved Disciple’s teacher by massaging his legs at dawn.
Hualing murmured to himself, "Master is so great, Grandmaster is also great... Grandmaster?"
Duan Feihan frowned, lightly pressing his temple, silent, leaving what he was thinking about unknown.
Bai Chuwei turned her head, "Hanhan?"
Duan Feihan withdrew his gaze and replied in a low voice, "I’m fine."
The two of them were already Dao companions, and nobody understood better than her whether Duan Feihan’s "I’m fine" was genuine or not.
He truly was fine; his physical and mental state was excellent.
Bai Chuwei cast a curious glance at Duan Feihan, not dwelling on it.
Tonight wasn’t their main event.
Old Master Jin tightly gripped the armrest, his face becoming paler, even his breathing didn’t intensify.
The Jin Family has always prided themselves on being an Ancient Remnant Clan, believing they ranked at the forefront of all cultivation families, yet today they saw the insignificance of the Ancient Remnant Clan.
In the Ancient Era, thousands upon thousands of deities existed.
In all things, animals and plants could achieve divinity.
How small was the Jin Family’s ancestor among these myriad deities?
What did this all amount to in front of the last god in the East, Bai Chuwei?!
Though Bai Chuwei did nothing to him, Old Master Jin felt like he had been slapped hard by Bai Chuwei, feeling an intense sting on his face!
