Baby with Daoist Monarch System

”Do you know of the outer world?”

His words were still somewhat awkward, as if he had just learned how to use language.

Yet each word carried an undeniable power, directly questioning the depths of Yu Kong’s soul.

Yu Kong shuddered, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and with all his strength, tremblingly answered, ”I do, Senior! Junior Yu Kong, from the Nine Heavens Sword Sect! I know a little about the outer world!”

He dared not conceal anything, nor speak any nonsense.

In the presence of this being, any slight thought could bring about a cataclysm!

”Nine Heavens Sword Sect!”

Gui Xu repeated this name, as if a trace of a very distant memory flickered in his eyes?

No, that was not a memory.

It was more like a fragment of ancient will, stirred by this name, causing a trivial ripple.

”What place is this?” Gui Xu asked again.

”Responding to Senior!” Yu Kong quickly said, ”This place is the Lost Sword Tomb! It is where countless Sword Dao experts from the Ancient Era fell and buried their swords! Legends say deep within, a great terror is suppressed!”

As he spoke the words ”great terror,” Yu Kong’s voice noticeably trembled, instinctively looking towards a deeper part of the Sword Tomb.

The upheaval of Ten Thousand Swords Return to Ruins was grand, yet seemed not to truly touch the taboo of that legendary deepest part!

”Great terror...”

Gui Xu followed Yu Kong’s gaze, also looking towards that part of the Sword Tomb shrouded in endless darkness and deathly silence.

His eyes, fused with golden light and darkness, seemed to pierce all obstacles, directly seeing the source.

And there he ”saw” it!

Not a specific scene, but a kind of ”existence”!

An ancient sleeping consciousness, older and more majestic than the ancient will that composed himself!

That will was not singular, but countless!

Countless shards of powerful, unimaginable will, entwined like vines, deeply rooted at the very bottom of this space!

They were slumbering.

But under Gui Xu’s gaze, they seemed to instinctively tremble slightly!

Not out of fear.

But with a restlessness awakened by a kindred aura!

And a sky-high resentment that crossed an endless span of time, yet remained unextinguished!

The failures of countless eras!

Their resentments, their unwilling spirits, after fermenting and settling through endless ages, have merged with this Lost Sword Tomb!

Forming a bizarre amalgam between existence and non-existence!

This is the great terror Yu Kong spoke of!

”I see.”

Gui Xu murmured, with a gaze of absolute serenity.

As if confirming a trivial fact.

The multitude of sleeping resentments, though ancient and vast, was still insignificant in his eyes!

Or rather, without ”meaning.”

His gaze withdrew from the depths of the Sword Tomb, falling back onto Yu Kong.

”What is the highest level in this realm?”

Yu Kong was taken aback, then quickly replied, ”Responding to Senior! On the surface, the leaders of each Immortal Sacred Land and Supreme Divine Dynasty, mostly at the Daoist Slaying Realm! In legends, there might be reclusive Inquiry Realm ancestors! As for higher realms, junior does not know!”

Gui Xu silently tasted the names of these two realms.

From the fragments of ancient will, he vaguely knew this was just a stage on the path of cultivation.

Far too distant from the ”pinnacles” he could perceive!

”Too weak.”

Gui Xu shook his head slightly, disappointed by the apparent gulf.

Yu Kong felt bitter, yet dared not rebuke.

Indeed, the Daoist Slaying Realm, the Inquiry Realm, were already remote existences in the eyes of ordinary cultivators!

But before this terrifying presence seemingly beyond the Ancestor Realm, they probably were no different from ants!

”Lead the way.”

Gui Xu spoke flatly, succinctly.

”Ah?” Yu Kong was startled, not comprehending.

Gui Xu’s gaze slightly intensified.

An invisible pressure instantly enveloped Yu Kong!

The pressure did not come from the oppression of power, but from a conceptual negation!

It was as if with just a thought from Gui Xu, the very existence of Yu Kong would be completely erased from this world! Reduced to nothingness!

”Yes! Yes! Senior! This junior obeys your command.”

Yu Kong was scared out of his wits, no longer daring to hesitate in the slightest, he quickly got up from the ground, bowing respectfully, ”Where would Senior like to go? This junior is willing to guide you!”

Gui Xu did not answer, just lifted his foot.

With one step, his figure had already appeared a hundred zhang away!

Taking a second step, his figure had become blurred!

The third step!

His figure had already completely disappeared in this deathly silent ”Gui Xu” domain! As if it had never appeared!

Only a distant voice was left echoing in Yu Kong’s ear: ”Follow.”

Yu Kong: ”...”

He looked at the empty front, sensing the suffocating ”Gui Xu” atmosphere that still permeated around, and those countless resentments seemingly left behind from the depths of the Sword Tomb due to Gui Xu’s departure but starting to settle into silence!

Cold sweat once again drenched his back.

Follow?

How to follow?!

The other party’s one step had already crossed unimaginable distances! Moreover, seeming to directly ignore spatial barriers!

This Lost Sword Tomb, though internally vast, ultimately has boundaries! With countless ancient restrictions remaining!

Yet before that ”Gui Xu” senior, it was as if they were nonexistent!

Yu Kong wanted to cry, but had no tears.

He now had no doubts, if he couldn’t keep up, that senior would absolutely not turn back to wait for him! Might not have even expected him to keep up at all!

”Desperate times!”

Yu Kong gritted his teeth, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes!

This might be the greatest opportunity of his life! And also the greatest crisis!

To be able to follow such an unfathomable existence, even if just as an insignificant guide, perhaps in the future, he could glimpse unimaginable sights!

But the premise is that he must be able to keep up!

”Nine Heavens Sky-controlling Technique! Ignite!”

Yu Kong roared, the limited mana within him burned furiously like a flood that had burst through its gates!

His speed soared to the peak in an instant! Transforming into a streak of light, crazily chasing along the faint, barely dissipated ”trail” left in the deathly silent ”Gui Xu” domain from Gui Xu’s departure!

He didn’t know if he could catch up.

He only knew he must pursue!

Outside the Sword Tomb.

Was a shattered Star Domain.

Massive remnants of stars floated in the cold, deathly silent void like tombstones.

Dim starlight sparsely scattered, reflecting a desolate end-of-the-world scene.

This was the Celestial Fall Battlefield recorded in ancient books!

It was said that in an extremely distant era, there was a titanic battle fought here by supreme beings from beyond the heavens! Stars were shattered, the void fragmented!

And that Lost Sword Tomb was a peculiar place left behind from that ancient battle.

At this moment.

Right on the edge of this fractured Star Domain.

A figure silently appeared.

It was Gui Xu.

He stood quietly in the void, holding the Chaos Profound Sword, his eyes a fusion of divine sun and void, coldly surveying this desolate, deathly silent battlefield.

The lingering scent of war, the marks of time, the broken Laws here.

In his eyes, they were all insignificant as dust.

His gaze quickly moved past the battlefield, looking into the farther, deeper depths of the cosmos!

There, he could perceive countless ”relics” like this Celestial Fall Battlefield!

He could also perceive countless ”worlds” operating and filled with vitality!

Even more so, he could sense some extremely subtle, yet powerful enough presences to make him take notice!

Some of those presences were filled with decay and deathsense, as if they would extinguish at any moment.

Some were filled with the desire for invasion and plunder!

Others, like sleeping giants, lurking in the dark corners, emanating a heart-palpitating danger!

”This cosmos...”

Gui Xu muttered to himself in a low voice, with a faint hint of scrutiny in his tone.