113: Chapter 113 Four Seasons

High above the Tianheng Continent, Ji Yuan looked down upon the entire land. It was his first time viewing this continent from such an angle; the Tianheng Continent was so tiny, as if he could grasp it just by opening his hand.

Compared to it, there were countless massive spheres in the distance, seemingly called stars.

This was the true world—vast, immense, and boundless.

"Stop thinking about all that nonsense!" Meng Die slapped Ji Yuan on the head.

At this moment, all the Mahayana True Immortals of the Tianheng Continent were suspended above this cosmos, twenty-two in total. The Old Ancestors from the Four Great Imperial Sects, Wanbao Pavilion, and Tianji Pavilion, as well as the Loose Cultivator True Immortals who wandered the continent, and even the old monsters who had long lived in seclusion, were all gathered here.

In the entire history of the Tianheng Continent, this was the first time so many Mahayana True Immortals had gathered together.

Based on this alone, he, Ji Yuan, could be called unprecedented and unrepeatable.

You were the twenty-third person, though no one cared; after all, in the perception of those people, you also possessed Mahayana cultivation.

A newly ascended Mahayana True Immortal, some thought as they glanced at you, but they said nothing.

You had always felt that the sun of the Tianheng Continent was wrong; it had always followed a certain program, extinguishing and then shining.

It wasn't until the sky was opened that you discovered this sun was actually man-made. It was similar to a transmitter, firing the light spheres condensed by your Spiritual Root.

But what was giving everyone a headache now was that this sun had split into nine. After firing those light spheres, it did not return to its original position but continued to rotate in the sky.

At this moment, with nine suns in the sky, the temperature on the Tianheng Continent had reached an unimaginable level.

This was also the main reason why these Mahayana True Immortals had gathered here.

If they didn't take action to resolve this, the entire Tianheng Continent would likely be finished!

At this moment, a dozen or so True Immortals were arguing incessantly, discussing the matter.

There were also some True Immortals standing on the sidelines without speaking.

The most primary method now was to use a Mahayana-level Formation to forcibly modify the operational rules of these nine suns.

"It won't work. Even I cannot think of any Formation that can do this in a short time!"

Among these Mahayana True Immortals, Meng Die was the most proficient in Formations. At this moment, she stated confidently that Formations could not be used in this starry sky.

"Now, you can mobilize all the resources on the entire continent at will, Sister Cuihua. Can you really not do this?" a True Immortal with a gray beard said.

Meng Die rolled her eyes at him, her tone as cold as ice: "If I give you ten women, can you make them give birth to a child in one month?"

Meng Die's gaze turned to the nine suns: "This is a set of Formation Systems completely different from the previous ones. I have already tried the Formation Systems on the continent, and most of them cannot be used. Now, if we want to use Formations, we need to recreate ones suitable for this space."

"Such a thing would take at least several thousand years!"

As soon as Meng Die finished speaking, a beam of light was seen shooting toward one of the suns.

The discussion among the True Immortals was instantly paused; they all instinctively looked at that beam of light—to be precise, it was a light arrow.

"Sizzle—!"

The sun that had been hit was still rotating, but cracks like a spiderweb were spreading across it.

The next moment!

That sun completely annihilated.

"Bastard, what are you doing!!!" Meng Die turned her head to look and saw you holding a bow aimed at the sun.

It was obvious that the light arrow just now had also been shot by you.

It wasn't that they hadn't discussed the plan of destroying the sun.

However, these suns were currently in a delicate state of balanced rotation. If one were to rashly destroy one of them, breaking this balance, no one could predict what would happen next.

"Sister Cuihua, look!"

Meng Die followed your gaze, her pupils suddenly constricting.

The remaining eight suns were still rotating regularly. There was no imbalance, no disorder; they seemed to have not noticed that a companion was missing, continuing to operate along a precise trajectory.

This is impossible!!!

According to her calculations, as long as one of them was destroyed, the balance of the entire System should have collapsed instantly. But now, those eight suns were operating as usual, as if an invisible hand was secretly maintaining their order.

She focused and looked closely, finally catching a trace of anomaly in that starry sky—a pale blue light was flowing in the Void Realm, weaving into a net in a way she was completely unfamiliar with, silently enveloping the entire Star Domain.

That was a Formation.

But she had already looked carefully before, and there was no such Formation there. She looked at you and instantly realized that you had set it up!

"How did you do it?" Meng Die couldn't believe it. You had to know that this was a Formation completely independent of the original Formation System of the Tianheng Continent.

You looked at Meng Die; wasn't this that Fan Service Girl?

Actually, after the Spiritual Root disappeared, you had tried to attempt a Mahayana Breakthrough, and the result was so smooth that you couldn't imagine it.

Now you were a bona fide Mahayana True Immortal.

"Is this difficult?"

As you said this, you drew your bow, and a flying arrow was fired.

Another sun annihilated.

The Formation System in the starry sky was indeed completely different from that of the Tianheng Continent; you had realized this as early as your first observation.

You spent about half an hour establishing a basic Formation System suitable for the starry sky. Then you spent another half an hour repeatedly deducing and trial-and-error, eliminating the loopholes and fallacies, and finally set up this great Formation in this starry sky.

The total time spent was about four hours.

It was a bit long.

Meng Die looked at you, her usually calm face now full of complex emotions.

"Sister Cuihua, didn't you say it would take thousands of years to create a basic Starry Sky Array System?"

Meng Die's face turned red instantly. She grabbed the beard of the white-bearded old True Immortal next to her, with such force that the old True Immortal winced in pain: "Who told you to call me Cuihua?"

"Wait a moment, Sister Cuihua, what is your name now???"

"Meng Die." She gritted her teeth, enunciating each word, "Did you hear me? If you call me wrong again, I will burn off all your beard."

"Yes, yes, yes... Sister Meng Die!" The old True Immortal rubbed his white beard that had been grabbed painfully, responding aggrievedly, looking just like a child being lectured by an elder.

You were still shooting at the suns, your fingers plucking the bowstring with a steady and composed rhythm.

Every time you shot an arrow, you would slightly adjust the structure of the Formation in the starry sky, like a craftsman carving a natural masterpiece.

Meng Die didn't know when she had climbed onto Ji Yuan's shoulders, her eyes fixed on every trajectory of your Formation adjustments, her mind frantically deducing the basic Laws of the Starry Sky Array you had just mentioned casually.

Those Laws that she thought would take thousands of years to slowly explore were, in your mouth, described so lightly as if you were talking about the most ordinary thing.

"Monster!" she said, looking at the young man in the starry sky shooting at the suns.

Among the surrounding True Immortals, someone couldn't help but speak: "What do we need to do?"

You shook your head and told them just to watch.

After a long while, you released the bowstring.

The last light arrow pierced through the cosmos; its radiance was more dazzling than any of the previous ones, as if it had condensed the will of the entire starry sky. The eighth sun exploded silently under the bombardment of this light, its fragments turning into golden spots of light filling the sky, like a grand meteor shower falling into the Void Realm, and then returning to annihilation.

At this moment, only the last sun remained in the starry sky.

It quietly revolved around the Tianheng Continent in an elliptical motion along a peculiar trajectory. The trajectory was stable and constant, as if it had been this way since ancient times, as if it were born to belong to this starry sky.

You put away your bow.

With your back to the sun, your voice was carried by spiritual power, spreading through the vacuum and reaching the ears of everyone on the Tianheng Continent who was looking up at the sky.

"This sun will no longer operate according to the old program. It will follow the orbit I have set, rising in the east and setting in the west every day, in a continuous cycle."

The people of the Tianheng Continent all instinctively raised their heads; they saw a figure standing in front of the sun, majestic and solemn.

Your voice echoed between heaven and earth, like the tolling of a bell, like the rumble of thunder, like the first ray of light piercing through the Chaos.

"From today on, the Tianheng Continent will have four seasons."

"The first season is Spring. When Spring arrives, all things awaken, vegetation sprouts, and vitality fills the fields."

"The second season is Summer. When Summer descends, the scorching sun is intense, the summer heat steams, and all things flourish."

"The third season is Autumn. When Autumn comes, the wind is crisp and solemn, grains ripen, fruits are full, and the harvest is abundant."

"The fourth season is Winter. When Winter falls, frost and snow cover the land, heaven and earth are quiet, and all things hibernate."

"The four seasons rotate, cycling back and forth, endlessly, forever guarding this land."

The Tianheng Continent did not have four seasons before; the original sun just kept extinguishing and then shining in the sky. Cold places were always cold, and hot places were always hot.

But now it has them.

You slowly raised your head, your gaze passing over that sun.

From this day on, the history of the Tianheng Continent was also divided into two.

The surrounding twenty-two True Immortals all cupped their hands toward you, their voices filled with heartfelt respect.

"We pay our respects to the True Immortal of the Four Seasons!!!"

Wait, why call me the True Immortal of the Four Seasons?

You opened your mouth, wanting to say something, but discovered that the eyes of those True Immortals around you were more solemn than one another.

Your mouth twitched.

Four Seasons it is.

Forget it, let it be!