Chapter 707 - Mortal Realm (2/2)

After all, he was not the Master of the Netherworld. Even if he became the King of Hell, he only had a fraction of power to control the Netherworld.

His divine thoughts were spread throughout the Netherworld and yet he could not track down any traces of Shen Lian. More than anyone, he knew that if Shen Lian returned, this hell would only be an appendix for Shen Lian.

He knew that this was predestined by the greater beings but yet he could not accept it wholeheartedly.

The Hades was reestablished as the Qing Xuan earth and star went through a precipitous evolution. Its soulful aura was over a hundred times denser than it was previously.

At Vulture Peak, a flower appeared in the hands of Mahakashyapa. He smiled and said, ”Everyone, I am heading to the mortal realm to wait for the birth of Maitreya Buddha and promote Dharma.”

”Amitabha.” The various Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Arhat responded. A sacred mountain popped out of nowhere in the extreme west of Qing Xuan earth and star. It was the Western Paradise Vulture Peak.

In the Bajing Palace, a young Daoist was seated next to the fireplace. He did some calculations with his fingers and uttered, ”It's about time to pay the mortal realm a visit.”

On earth, an unknown purple Qi swept across thirty thousand miles from the north and eventually, a Daoist temple appeared in the southwest region. There was a sheep outside of the temple and the plague of the temple said 'Qingyang Palace'. The Dao rhythm was deep and there was nothing mortal about it.

Su Xiuqing unwittingly returned to the mountain gate of the Way of the Celestial Masters from the Netherworld. There seemed to be countless pearls that lit up the mountains and rivers as a celestial spoke to her in a gentle voice, ”I am Zhang Daoling.”

After finishing his sentence, he took out a celestial talisman from his sleeve. A clueless Su Xiuqing accepted the celestial talisman and the vision disappeared. Since then, she dominated several deities with that celestial talisman and the Way of the Celestial Masters became a top Daoist sect.

On the ruins of the Taisu Palace, a girl with a black veil pointed at the ruins and the ruins transformed into a Dao palace. The soulful aura gathered like clouds and surrounded the palace. The lake further away from the palace was actually the liquid form of the soulful aura the celestial grass surrounding it was growing rapidly. Many women of the mortal realm had their memories revived and headed towards the Taisu Palace.

In the Xuantian sect, Song Qingyi appeared out of nowhere with neatly stacked clothes in front of him. Those were the clothes his honored master Lu Jiuyuan used to wear.

Wang Shidao who was standing next to him said, ”You are going to inherit the honored master's clothes and that means you are now the chief of the Xuantian Sect.”

Several strange incidents took place at every corner of the world as the the new era unfolded.

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In the realm of nothingness, several storms were stirring up. The giant that Yang Jian transformed to crumbled like sand grains. He eventually returned to human size dressed in black and his breath was weak.

Countless broken lotus flowers floated around Lord of Dao Qingshui.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and said, ”Are you satisfied now?”

Lord of Dao Qingshui may look calm but there was a small split in her lower abdomen. It was apparent that she suffered a loss as she could not heal it even with her capabilities.

She responded, ”I would never get hurt the next time.” Lord of Dao Qingshui disappeared into thin air as she finished her sentence.

Yang Jian felt the chills down his spine. He did not return to Yuxu Palace and instead entered the Six Realms of Samsara. He wanted to try his very best to sustain his cultivation.