Chapter 1025 - My Funeral (1/2)

Dao Venerate Fu Min left, and with his departure, the return of ancient ship's speed. They continued sailing through the Imperial Road of Heavenly Monarch with an empty-minded Crown Prince Fu Shang kneeling on the ground. After some time, the crown prince silently returned back to the Six Paths Bead.

He did not disappear, meaning that Dao Venerate Fu Min did not alter the past.

If father killed me, then there might not be we Fuxi Celestial Race's extinction. He thought, And if the annihilation did not happen, my death will wash away my sins.

But nothing was changed.

Zhong Yue sighed silently and kept the bead away.

Gradually, the ancient ship sailed further away, and just as they were about to leave the ancient universe, the ship felt like it had entered a muddy area again and its speed slowed down once again.

From the back, luxurious warships caught up with them, each filled with white banners and many gods of war standing on these warships.

Among them were Fuxi Celestial Race and some other races, but like ghostly spirits, these warships sailed past the ancient ship and Zhong Yue could only watch as this funeral fleet passed him.

This fleet was a massive one and the escorts were immensely powerful; what kind of existence's passing was fit enough to have such a grand ceremony?

Did we run into Dao Venerate Fu Min's funeral?

Beside him, Hundun Yu was also staring at this fleet that sailed past them and suddenly, his mind went blank and he shouted, "Mister Yi! Look at that monarch, he looks exactly like me!"

Zhong Yue looked towards the direction he pointed and he too, lost his thoughts for a second for he saw a middle-age Hundun Yu!

A Hundun Clan's monarch!

Unlike the young Hundun Yu, this middle-age Hundun Yu they saw emitted a powerful and capable vibe. This Hundun Yu was also holding onto a massive coffin.

Beside the middle age Hundun Yu, Zhong Yue also saw other powerful existences, all in the monarch level and they too, were holding onto this coffin as if they were escorting their late lord to his funeral.

Zhong Yue was stunned, he saw his wives, Yin Fanxuan, Jin Hexi and many other familiar faces, Qiu Jin'er, Senior Martial Sister Jun, Yi Wanjun and Shi Yinji.

They too, were in their middle ages.

Apart from them, there were other stranger faces but they were all mired in sadness and grief as they held onto the coffin.

"A middle-age Hundun Yu, is this the future?"

Zhong Yue murmured, "Who is in the coffin? Why are the future monarchs escorting this dead to his tomb? He is the future Heavenly Monarch!"

At the next second, he realized that it was the thousand winged ancient ship that was carrying the monarch's tomb on it!

His heart thumped as he never expected to see the thousand winged ancient ship, the exact same one that he and Hundun Yu were onboard right now!

But unlike this one they were sailing in, the future ancient ship was not damaged and weathered at all. Instead, it looked entirely new as if it was just fresh out from the dock!

Each and every single scratch on this ancient ship was repaired.

Surrounded by the other warships, the ancient warship sailed in the center and Zhong Yue lost his ability to think again upon seeing the words on the banners.

Hundun Yu who also saw the words then read it out loud, "Sovereign Tai of the Zhong Shan Clan…. Sovereign Tai? Zhong Shan Clan? What race is this? I must record it down!"

But suddenly, he was halted by Zhong Yue and the confused Hundun Yu asked, "Mister Yi?"

"Don't record it."

With a sore voice, Zhong Yue shook his head, "Don't record this. The future has yet to come into reality, just don't record it."

Hundun Yu was very confused, he did not know why Zhong Yue was so fixated on this scene.

Meanwhile, Zhong Yue clenched his fist and grabbed onto his heart as pain rose within his chest vaguely.

This was his own funeral, the one lying in the monarch coffin was the old him.

"This is my fault, Zhong Yue."

A saddened Xin Huo murmured, "I'm manifesting in your soul, absorbing your life essence, which decreased your life span significantly. Even if you entered the monarch level, you'd only have 60,000 years of life. I should leave."

"No."

Zhong Yue looked as his coffin exited his vision along with the powerful ones escorting his body. A laughter burst out, "This is not your fault but my own decision. I will become Sovereign Tai in the future, a Heavenly Monarch. Do you think I know nothing about how your existence in my soul will decrease my life span? If the future me chose this, then the current me will also choose the same path. Besides…"

Zhong Yue smiled, "The future is not absolute. Didn't Great Si Ming destroy my Imperial Star and alter the future? If he can, then I can pull it off as well!"

He laughed happily, "In the future, I will become an immortal Dao God! Xin Huo, you have nothing on me!"

Xin Huo however, remained silent.

Just how hard was altering the future?

Great Si Ming was strong enough to alter the future but can the future Zhong Yue do the same?

The ancient ship continued sailing forward and finally, they entered the 3,000 Six Paths Worlds.

Zhong Yue's heart sank to the bottom. If they continued, they would be entering the first Six Paths World, and it will not be long until they ran into the Skymetrical Scroll left behind by Imperial Emperor Xian Tian, which would halt the teleportation.