Chapter 900: Chapter 551: Primordial Golden Immortal, Blowing Up Tombs and Severing Ancestors (Extended Chapter)
“What makes you so happy?” Chu Zheng wondered, seeing the situation.
For the current Xue Qing, it’s rare to see something that makes her show such emotion.
“I’ve been considering something lately, and now I’ve finally made a breakthrough.”
Xue Qing’s voice was clear, with a hint of excitement: “I want to try to use the power of the River of Space-Time to connect the Martial Path of past, present, and future, to create a unique path of transmission for the Martial Arts in the unseen. I’ve spoken in detail with the Martial Ancestor, and he greatly agrees, believing that if successful, it will benefit the Martial Path for generations to come. I’ve now deduced the outlines of this method and found the key nodes.”
Her expression was extremely serious, she had conceived and deduced this matter for a long time.
The current martial arts, whether it’s the collection of the Ancient Scripture Tower or the combat techniques exchanged with other Ancient Clans, she’s almost seen it all, delving into the ultimate depths.
She is no longer satisfied with this and wants to communicate across time with all the Supreme Beings of Martial Arts, using each other’s strengths to gather the essence of myriad martial arts and open an unprecedented new epoch of Martial Arts.
Her cultivation is a notch higher than Chu Zheng’s and now stands at the Perfect Martial Emperor Realm. She previously didn’t rush to break through, as she was accumulating her foundation.
The path of transmission?!
Hearing these four words, Chu Zheng’s brow furrowed suddenly, as if some fragments of sealed memories flashed uncontrollably through his mind, like fleeting meteors, brilliant yet difficult to grasp tangible traces.
But a strong and inexplicable premonition surged in his heart, this matter is incredibly important, possibly relating to some great cause and effect.
Immediately, Chu Zheng nodded solemnly: “If there’s any area where you require my assistance, feel free to say so, I might be able to lend you a hand.”
Upon hearing this, Xue Qing gave a faint smile, like snow melting, but she didn’t linger long, appearing in haste. After exchanging a few words with Chu Zheng, she entrusted him with guiding two disciples when he had the time and then turned to leave quickly.
She needs to prepare to enter seclusion, to charge into that ultimate Ancestral Realm, and during this seclusion, she will merge her Divine Sense into the River of Space-Time, attempting to construct that path of transmission, which is the most critical step, allowing no failure.
Once it begins, she will be completely isolated from the outside world, akin to a closed death seclusion.
Chu Zheng took a deep breath, looking in the direction where Xue Qing had disappeared, his gaze deep.
Shortly, his form gradually became faint, as if merging into the void, quietly slipping out of the Martial Pavilion Ancestral Land.
He concealed his whereabouts along the way, crossing the Endless Star Domain, once again arriving at the outskirts of the Feng Clan’s territory, beginning to patiently observe the internal flow of its Heavenly Fate.
Even though he was in seclusion to break through to the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm, he never relaxed his surveillance on the Feng Clan through his avatar left outside.
More than a thousand years ago, he had already keenly noticed that the Heavenly Fate within the Feng Clan, stalled due to the Son of Heaven’s fall, was once again undergoing a slow yet stable flow.
There is only one explanation for this: Feng Wenzhong’s injuries have likely reached their limit, and he may vanish at any moment, so the Feng Clan had no choice but to secretly select a new Son of Heaven and urgently transfer the Heavenly Fate, lest it completely dissipates into the heavens and earth with Feng Wenzhong’s fall.
A thousand years have passed, and in the absence of further incidents with the Son of Heaven, a significant portion of the Heavenly Fate must have been transferred.
This time, for the new Son of Heaven, the Feng Clan evidently took ample protection, almost guarding every step.
According to Chu Zheng’s observation, every time the Heavenly Fate transfer ceremony was conducted outside, Immortal Ancestor Feng Qingyi would personally attend to protect, and the vigilance was at its peak.
However, Chu Zheng’s target is not that so-called Son of Heaven.
His gaze remains fixed on that Feng Clan Ancestral Tomb, which has been silent for countless years, and the ancient entity barely surviving within, Feng Wenzhong.
Chu Zheng has immense patience, concealing his aura in that void Star Sea outside the Feng Clan Ancestral Tomb, waiting quietly for close to a century.
The Feng Clan Ancestral Tomb is not situated on top of the Stars, but located within a peculiar Star Sea, shrouded by a special formation, independent of the Great Universe.
This Star Sea is vast and boundless, with an arrangement of stars that suggests a mysterious formation, each star emitting an ancient and timeworn aura.
In the depths of the Star Sea stands an indescribably magnificent giant door, seemingly carved from a singular Void God Stone, with reliefs and achievements of the Feng Clan’s past Supreme Beings engraved all over the door, emitting a majestic aura of suppression through the ages, marking the entrance to the Feng Clan Ancestral Tomb.
Finally, the opportunity Chu Zheng had been waiting for arrived.
He clearly sensed a powerful Ancestral Realm aura coming from afar, it was indeed Feng Qingyi, personally escorting the closely protected new Son of Heaven, traversing layers of space to reach the Star Sea outside the Ancestral Tomb.
The two did not enter the Ancestral Tomb but stopped on a gigantic cyan star at the core area of the Star Sea, exuding strong life energy.
This large star had evidently been meticulously remodeled, with countless complex space-time talismatic patterns inscribed on its surface, forming a massive altar.
These patterns not only gather the Power of the Stars but also effectively prevent the leakage of the Heavenly Fate aura, ensuring the safety and concealment of the transfer process.
Soon, the ritual of transferring the Heavenly Fate began.
Feng Qingyi guarded beside the new Son of Heaven, the two of them sat cross-legged in the center of the altar, Feng Qingyi formed seals with his hands, invoking the bloodline power from deep within the Ancestral Tomb.
A Heavenly Fate light pillar, colored cyan and white and composed of countless runes, shot out from the depths of the Ancestral Tomb, traversing the void to precisely land on the altar, enveloping the new Son of Heaven.