109: My Godly Father (Forty)

Deep within the azure pagoda, a silent core region.

The mysterious small tower, which had confronted the Heaven-Reaching Giant Sword for thirty whole years, finally erupted with an unprecedented, brilliant azure light.

Sitting cross-legged in the distance, Quan Yun was instantly startled awake by this light.

But at this moment, he was still shocked by the magnificent scene before him.

He saw the small tower floating above the giant sword erupting with an unparalleled devouring force.

And that Heaven-Reaching Giant Sword, which pierced through heaven and earth, actually began to crumble inch by inch before this power.

No, that wasn't crumbling.

It was more like a return of some sort.

The giant sword transformed into a torrent of the purest Sword Intent and was swallowed entirely by the small tower.

When the last wisp of Sword Intent was devoured, this vast space began to tremble violently, and the orbs of light in the sky flickered... Over these thirty years, Quan Yun's cultivation had surged irresistibly from the Earth Spirit Realm all the way to the Peak Three Origin Realm.

He was now only a single step away from the Guiyi Realm.

Yet even so, before this heavenly and earthly power, he still felt himself to be incredibly tiny.

The only thing he could do was use all his strength to steady himself and watch as the small tower, having devoured the giant sword, slowly descended from the sky and floated before him once again.

Buzz—

The small tower vibrated gently.

It had changed.

The originally three-layered tower body had now strikingly become six layers.

On the tower's body, those ancient runes had become deeper, with faint glimmers of light circulating, and the aura it emitted was more than a hundred times heavier than before.

Quan Yun even had the illusion that he wasn't facing a tower, but a slumbering ancient god... Immediately after, before he could react, the small tower turned into a streak of azure light and once again drilled into the center of his brow.

Boom!

An indescribable, terrifying sensation swept through his entire body.

The world before his eyes began to twist and fold, finally turning into a patch of pure darkness.

When he regained consciousness, he was no longer in that vibrant space inside the tower.

All around was the familiar gray mist that could freeze the Divine Soul.

Beneath his feet was the cold, silent black earth.

He had returned to the Forbidden Land of the Meteorite Plain.

Only, that once heaven-reaching azure giant tower had now vanished without a trace.

Quan Yun looked within himself.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the now six-layered small tower was floating quietly, having fallen into a sort of slumber, giving no response no matter how he called out.

"All that work for nothing?"

Quan Yun's heart skipped a beat.

He had been trapped for thirty years, and this damn tower just went to sleep after filling up? Not even an explanation?

It hasn't even returned that page of the Sword Scripture it swallowed!

Just as this thought emerged, a brilliant golden light exploded in his mind without warning.

A profoundly mysterious scripture was deeply engraved upon his Divine Soul.

It was precisely that page of the Sword Scripture!

Quan Yun's heart jolted, followed by great joy.

These thirty years of imprisonment weren't in vain!

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt the surging power within his body.

Peak Three Origin Realm.

This was the final Realm of his previous life.

More importantly, thirty years of quiet cultivation had allowed his understanding of the Dao of the sword to reach a brand new height.

Although he had not yet truly seen through that legendary "Momentum," Quan Yun felt he was infinitely close to piercing through that final barrier.

He gave a casual wave of his hand.

Without using any spiritual energy, it was merely a sword finger brought forth by the strength of his Physical Body.

Chi!

An invisible Sword Qi shot out from his body, instantly slicing a powerful Undead that was quietly approaching a hundred meters away into two halves.

The Undead didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry before it dissipated into blue smoke.

From within the surrounding mist came bursts of commotion.

Countless Undead lurking in the shadows retreated in fear, not daring to approach him by even a fraction.

They felt a fatal threat from Quan Yun's body... Quan Yun ignored these Undead.

He simply walked on his own, gradually leaving this Forbidden Land... His powerful Divine Soul at the Late Stage Divine Roaming Realm spread out, sensing youthful figures exploring and fighting throughout the Meteorite Plain.

The Meteorite Plain Secret Realm... has opened again?

Having just emerged from the Forbidden Land, Quan Yun was stunned for a moment, then quickly performed a calculation.

His expression instantly became strange.

Thirty years inside the tower.

Sixty whole years had passed outside the tower.

Sixty years.

One sexagenary cycle.

Quan Batian... Is Father doing well?

An indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart.

But soon, this emotion turned into a cold killing intent.

Because within his Divine Soul perception, he captured a familiar and loathsome Bloodline aura.

The Jiang Family!

The enemies who had surrounded and hunted him sixty years ago, forcing him into a desperate situation!

Quan Yun's gaze instantly turned cold.

His figure disappeared from the spot... Near a floating asteroid belt.

Three young Disciples wearing Jiang Family attire were proudly surrounding a heavily injured Prodigy.

"Hand over the Star Iron you obtained, and we can leave you an intact corpse."

The leading Jiang Family Disciple sneered. He was at the Late Stage Heavenly Spirit Realm and possessed a Divine Body, making him top-tier among this batch of prodigies entering the Secret Realm.

The heavily injured Prodigy looked desperate but still tightly protected his Storage Pouch.

"I'll give it all to you, please just spare my life..."

"Spare you?"

The Jiang Family Disciple sneered, finding these words absolutely laughable.

"When does the Jiang Family ever need to explain its actions to an ant?"

As he spoke, he was about to strike down with his palm.

Just then, a calm voice rang out from behind them.

"Is that so?"

The three of them were startled at the same time and whipped their heads around.

They saw a man dressed in simple gray robes, his face unclear, standing behind them at some unknown time.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the Jiang Family's business!"

The leading Disciple shouted sharply, and as he swept his Divine Thought over, he was horrified to find that he could not see through the other's cultivation at all.

He only felt that the opponent was unfathomable.

Quan Yun did not answer.

His gaze fell upon the Jiang Family token at the Disciple's waist.

His eyes grew increasingly cold.

The hatred from sixty years ago surged in his chest.

He no longer hid.

The aura of the Peak Three Origin Realm erupted with a bang.

The three Jiang Family Disciples didn't even have a chance to react.

Thud!

All three knelt on the ground together, forced by the powerful pressure to spit out blood, their bones groaning throughout their bodies, their faces full of horror.

"How can there be a Peak Three Origin Realm existence within the Secret Realm?!"

They couldn't even lift their heads.

"Se... Senior, spare us!"

The leading Disciple's voice trembled.

He couldn't understand how such a powerful existence could be among this batch of prodigies entering the Secret Realm.

This pressure seemed even more terrifying than the Guiyi Realm Elders in his Family!

Quan Yun slowly raised his hand.

"Thirty years ago, your Jiang Family treated me the same way."

His voice was cold.

"Thirty years ago? You are..."

As the words fell.

A sword light flashed.

Three heads soared into the sky.

Blood stained the cold asteroids red.

The Prodigy watched this scene dumbfounded, then fled the place in a panic, scrambling away.

Quan Yun didn't give him even a single glance.

He raised his head, and his Divine Soul power spread out without reservation, enveloping the entire Meteorite Plain.

One after another, the Bloodline auras of the Jiang Family Disciples were precisely locked onto by him.

The overture of revenge had only just begun.

His figure disappeared again, actively heading off to hunt down his next target.

A bloody slaughter targeting the Jiang Family quietly began to play out within this newly opened Secret Realm.

Soon, news began to spread.

"Have you heard? A Jiang Family team was slaughtered! Over a dozen people, all dead! Killed in a single strike!"

"I heard it too! They say the bodies were still warm, but the killer was long gone!"

"Just who is it? To dare provoke the Jiang Family so brazenly?"

All the prodigies in the Secret Realm were shaken by this.

An invisible shadow loomed over the hearts of all Jiang Family Disciples.