91: A message for help from Fairy Jinmie.
The dream ended.
Li Yan slowly opened his eyes, feeling empty inside, as if he had lost something.
Although the time spent with everyone was not long, Dragon Tiger Immortal, Xiao Wu of Wu Jian Sect, Fairy Fuling, and others felt like old friends he had known for a long time.
He even felt a bit reluctant to part with his two adopted disciples.
However, Li Yan was from tens of thousands of years in the future, while they were the strongest Immortals of the Immortal Law Era.
They were either stuck in a certain Realm, unable to progress, and eventually could only unwillingly pass away and enter Reincarnation.
Or among them, there were those with extraordinary talent who underwent Ascension to the Upper Realm's White Jade Capital, significantly extending their lifespan.
And the most likely to Ascend among them were naturally OHazy moon and Zenmatsu, the two Fairies.
They might have already Ascended to White Jade Capital.
Thinking of this, Li Yan sighed, “OHazy moon and Zenmatsu, they probably will be very disappointed if they can't find me in the Heavenly Realm.”
He recalled promising them to meet them in the Heavenly Realm and take them as his disciples.
Unfortunately, he was merely a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, still a long way from Ascending to White Jade Capital.
“I hope that over these tens of thousands of years, they can forget me and not waste time searching for my whereabouts in White Jade Capital.”
“Perhaps in this life, I will have no further interactions with them.”
You were born before I was, and when I was born, you were already old.
He sighed, but this was something one was bound to encounter on the path of Cultivation.
Cultivating Immortality was inherently a Heaven-Defying act, and the birth, aging, sickness, and death of those around them were normal; all living beings were merely passersby on the path of Cultivation.
One must adapt to this sense of loneliness as early as possible to stabilize their Dao Heart.
Li Yan now had a new understanding of the path of Cultivation, which would also benefit his future Cultivation.
The growth of one's state of mind was more valuable than countless Spirit Pills and miraculous medicines.
He stood up, patted off the dust, and opened his eyes.
Before him was no longer a divine tomb, and the thousands of tombstones had vanished.
There was no Bloodline Imperial Dynasty, and no more blood corpses.
All history had been changed!
Thinking of this, Li Yan's lips curved upward, pushing thoughts of old acquaintances to the back of his mind.
“I also have my own Dao to pursue. If fate allows, we'll meet in White Jade Capital!”
Looking at the cave before him, everything had become ordinary, no longer the location of the divine tomb.
History had changed; he believed that outside, Immortal Law was still flourishing, and Spiritual Qi was abundant!
Just as Li Yan cast aside his past concerns and strode out of the cave.
He stretched, taking a deep breath of fresh air.
With that one breath, Li Yan's expression instantly changed dramatically.
In the air…
There was only a faint Spiritual Qi.
Although it was much better than before, such sparse Spiritual Qi, what did it mean?
He looked up at the sky again; it was noon, which should have been the time when Yang Qi was most abundant.
But what Li Yan saw was a dim, yellow sun.
“What's going on?”
“Is it still the Age of Dharma Decline?”
“It's just a tiny bit more Spiritual Qi than before; this change is almost negligible?”
Li Yan was stunned.
He had gone through great lengths to Seal the ancient god, hoping to continue the glory of the Immortal Law Era.
In the end, after waking from the dream, it was still the Age of Dharma Decline?
What did that mean?
It meant that over tens of thousands of years, someone had released the ancient god Bloodline Emperor Lord again.
The Age of Dharma Decline still descended, and OHazy moon and Zenmatsu… they might still have died.
“In the end, nothing changed?”
Li Yan stood in a daze for a long time, then turned back into the cave to search.
But this time, he couldn't find OHazy moon's corpse, nor Zenmatsu Fairy's Magic Eye.
They had all disappeared, and he didn't know where they had died.
Just as Li Yan searched for the bodies without success, losing the clue, he saw a line of characters carved on the wall.
“Ancient Immortal Script?”
Li Yan immediately raised the treasure lotus lamp and leaned in to look.
Unlike before, when he couldn't understand the Ancient Immortal Script.
During his two dream journeys, Li Yan had also learned some Immortal Script along the way.
Now, he was at least not like before, where his eyes would go black upon seeing Immortal Script.
Through the characters on the wall, Li Yan could decipher seventy to eighty percent.
“Zenmatsu Fairy left this for me? If I want to find her, go to Mi Mountain City…”
Li Yan raised the treasure lotus lamp in his hand, illuminating the characters on the stone wall.
It seemed that something major had happened after he left.
In an emergency, Zenmatsu Fairy could only return to where Li Yan had disappeared and leave him a few lines of text.
“Mi Mountain City…”
“Tens of thousands of years have passed, could Zenmatsu Fairy still be alive?”
He felt somewhat confused, but this was the only clue to find his disciples.
OHazy moon was gone; he could only look for Zenmatsu.
Just as Li Yan was about to set off, he suddenly remembered something.
“Su Mo?”
Although history had changed, what about Su Mo? Had she disappeared?
As Li Yan spoke, his voice echoed in the empty stone cave.
In just a breath's time, a woman carrying a wicked bone greatsword stood up from the corner.
Corpse Puppet Su Mo slowly walked forward: “Master, I am here.”
It seemed that although a small part of history had changed, Su Mo, the Corpse Puppet, was still here.
“Let's go, we're making a trip to Mi Mountain City.”
Li Yan now wished he could fly there immediately, after all, his disciple had left a message.
They had probably been waiting for him in Mi Mountain City for tens of thousands of years… tens of thousands of years…
He wondered how his two disciples were doing now.
Li Yan took Corpse Puppet Su Mo and walked out of the cave, preparing to quickly head to Mi Mountain City.
But at this moment, a voice sounded.
“Li Yan, you traitor who betrayed your master and annihilated your ancestors, you're finally not hiding anymore?”
Quiet Void Taoist?
Hearing this familiar voice immediately pulled Li Yan back to reality.
The history of reality had undergone subtle changes, but his Transmigration and becoming a disciple of Jingxu Sect seemed unchanged?
So be it.
It was time to deal with Quiet Void Taoist, this troublesome obstacle, and settle an old score.
Having witnessed the battles of ancient powerful beings and experienced the battle of the divine tomb, Li Yan's Dantian had been tempered.
At this moment, his vision was far from what it used to be; Quiet Void Taoist, this fake Blood Core Realm Cultivator, Li Yan no longer paid him any mind.
He saw the old ghost laughing wildly as he pounced, scattering tens of thousands of Gu eggs from his hand.
“Kid, let's see where you'll hide now!”
The old ghost assumed an air of having Li Yan cornered.
Li Yan glanced at the Gu eggs, a disdainful sneer appearing on his face.
“Having seen the Immortal Law of ancient powerful beings, and then looking at this Gu Cultivator.”
“A fake Cultivator, it's inexplicably amusing.”
Li Yan's attitude left Quiet Void Taoist puzzled.
“Strange… why is this kid…?”
“No, the aura on him is…”
Before Quiet Void Taoist could react, a hundred-zhang tall Golden Body Avatar rose from the ground.
The Gu eggs scattered by Quiet Void Taoist fell onto the Golden Body Avatar and instantly vanished into ashes.
“You… you this!?”
Quiet Void Taoist felt the Golden Core Qi emanating from Li Yan, and his eyes widened involuntarily.
“Golden Core? In the Age of Dharma Decline, where did a Golden Core Cultivator come from?”
“Did you find something left by an Ancient Immortal in the cave?”
Li Yan impatiently waved his hand: “Die, you talk too much.”
Just like swatting an annoying fly, he directly extinguished Quiet Void Taoist.
After extinguishing Quiet Void, Li Yan felt refreshed.
“No matter what, I crushed a buzzing nuisance.”
“I can only hope that I can find Zenmatsu Fairy's remains in Mi Mountain City, after all, tens of thousands of years have passed…”
Li Yan was not sure if he would be able to see his two disciples again.