485: Reincarnation through a hundred lifetimes!

A complete Major Thousand Worlds, with complete Law, expanding outward. Boundless Law, piercing through one after another, connecting individual Small Worlds.

One Major Thousand Worlds, twenty-eight Middle Thousand Worlds, three thousand six hundred Minor Thousand Worlds, and over twenty-five million miniature worlds.

Closely connected together.

In the Hall of Miraculous Mist, the Queen Mother of the West suddenly looked up.

She felt that the hub beneath her feet, which governed the Three Realms, was undergoing some kind of essential change.

The Dao was expanding!

The Haotian Mirror inside the hall shone brilliantly; its surface no longer reflected the scenes of the Three Realms, but instead displayed countless circulating Small Worlds.

"Your Majesty... you succeeded," the Queen Mother whispered.

She stood up, faced the direction of the Ultimate Heaven, and bowed.

This bow was not only a sign of respect for the Heavenly Emperor but also an offering of blessing and submission to an existence about to carry the entire world.

Before the Tongming Hall.

The heavily injured Venus, the Monkey King struggling to crawl up, the unconscious Pigsy, and Erlang Shen, who was kneeling on the ground with blood streaming from his forehead, all felt it.

The world was "breathing."

An unprecedented, gentle, and vast will was embracing the entire world.

Erlang Shen raised his head and looked at the blood-stained three-pointed, double-edged blade in his hand.

Uncle won.

"From this day on, this world enters my body, becoming the foundation of my internal Universe and the end of all worlds."

Yet the sun and moon still rose in the east and set in the west, the four seasons still turned endlessly, and Spiritual Qi still filled the heavens and earth.

The Hall of Miraculous Mist was still the same Hall of Miraculous Mist, but at this moment, it was no longer the power hub of the Lotus Lantern World; it was merely a symbolic building in the "Heavenly Realm" area within Lu Jiuyuan's internal Universe.

The Queen Mother of the West stood in the hall, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief.

She looked at the empty imperial throne, smiled slightly, and turned to walk out of the hall.

There, a moon-white figure was slowly descending from the clouds.

Lu Jiuyuan returned to the Hall of Miraculous Mist.

His appearance did not look much different from when he left; he was still wearing the moon-white imperial robe, the ancient flat-topped crown, and stood with his hands behind his back.

But everyone who saw him, whether they were immortals, gods, demons, monsters, or Mortal, Essence Spirits, could feel that essential difference.

He just stood there, yet it was as if he stood at the center of all worlds;

He just looked at everything calmly, yet his gaze seemed to contain the birth, death, and Reincarnation of the entire Universe.

Erlang Shen struggled to get up to salute, but was supported by a gentle force.

"No need for formalities." Lu Jiuyuan walked up to him and looked at his bloodied forehead.

"You've worked hard, Erlang."

This tone was very intimate, causing Erlang Shen to open his mouth, wanting to say something, but unable to utter a word.

Lu Jiuyuan reached out his finger and gently touched the wound between his eyebrows.

Warm golden light flowed in, and the hideous wound healed and smoothed over at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally leaving only a faint vertical golden mark.

"You dug out an eye for me, so I will give you an eye!"

Lu Jiuyuan withdrew his hand and said gently: "Contemplate it well; it will not disappoint you."

Erlang Shen felt the warm and powerful force between his eyebrows: "Erlang Shen... obeys the decree."

Lu Jiuyuan then walked to Chenxiang.

The youth lay on the ground; the wound on his chest had healed, but the confusion and pain in his eyes had not yet completely dissipated.

"Chenxiang."

Chenxiang looked at him, looking at this Jade Emperor Great Heavenly Venerate, warm, vast, inclusive... just like the sky itself.

"Your Majesty, was I... wrong?" Chenxiang asked hoarsely.

"You were bewitched by the Heavenly Dao and blinded by hatred, committing a grave error." Lu Jiuyuan's voice was calm: "I sentence you to one hundred lifetimes of Reincarnation! Do you have any grievances?"

Chenxiang shook his head: "No grievances!"

Lu Jiuyuan nodded, waved his sleeve, and Chenxiang completely dissipated, his Soul going off to Reincarnation.

Lu Jiuyuan reached out and grasped the Void Realm, and a vast river of time and space appeared in the sky.

He reached into the river and pulled out a beautiful figure. It was the Third Holy Mother, who had already suffered Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Lu Jiuyuan released his hand, and the beautiful figure that stepped out of the river of time and space stumbled a step, but stood firmly on the broken jade floor in front of the Hall of Miraculous Mist.

The Third Holy Mother, Yang Chan, looked around blankly. Her gaze swept over the golden mark on her brother's forehead, the South Heaven Gate split in two in the distance, the Monkey King lying in a pool of blood, and finally landed on Lu Jiuyuan's calm face.

"Uncle, I... I didn't..." Her voice trembled, and she looked down at her own hands, solid, warm, and full of vitality. "Your Majesty, Chenxiang, he..."

"He is fine," Lu Jiuyuan said calmly. "Or rather, he will be fine. One hundred lifetimes of Reincarnation, a family reunion; this is the greatest mercy I can give."

He looked into Yang Chan's panicked eyes: "Do you know that you had originally suffered Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering?"

Yang Chan was stunned.

Lu Jiuyuan continued: "The axe strike from Chenxiang didn't just split Mount Hua, it didn't just split the Five-Colored Stone, it split the last trace of your true spirit mark that existed in the world.

If I hadn't reversed time and space to fish you back from the past, there would be no such person as Yang Chan in the Three Realms right now."

He paused, his tone devoid of emotion: "Being stupid, an idiot, or lovesick is not a crime, but for the sake of one's own feelings, disregarding the common people, treating the order of the Three Realms as a child's play, and even willingly becoming a pawn of the Heavenly Dao—this is the reason why you deserve to be punished."

Yang Chan's face turned pale; her lips quivered, but she could not make a sound.

"Take Liu Yanchang's Soul, take Chenxiang's Soul, and go to Reincarnation."

Lu Jiuyuan waved his hand, and three wisps of light emerged from the Void Realm, converging into a gentle ball of light that landed in his palm.

"Within one hundred lifetimes, the three of you will constantly meet, get to know each other, and stay together, and you will also experience the separation of life and death, love, hatred, anger, and obsession.

After one hundred lifetimes, if you can still remember the faults of today and understand the true weight of the word 'love' in the heavens and earth, I will allow you to return to the path of immortality."

Lu Jiuyuan said to his palm, "Enjoy experiencing the brain-dead, abusive romance plots of the female-oriented genre!"

He flipped his hand and threw it directly into Reincarnation.

After finishing this, Lu Jiuyuan turned to look at the others.

He raised his hand, his fingertips brushing across the Void Realm, as if plucking the strings of a zither.

"Hum—"

Invisible ripples spread out.

The broken square of the Tongming Hall began to repair itself.

The broken jade bricks reconnected, and the cracked ground quickly smoothed out.