Baby with Daoist Monarch System

Yu Kong suddenly snapped back to reality!

His whole body was drenched in cold sweat!

His face was frighteningly pale!

But his eyes were filled with unprecedented shock and horror!

”What was that...”

”What kind of war was that?”

”And who was that figure wearing the dark gold armor?”

”Could his opponent be...?”

Yu Kong dared not to think further!

Just the slightest aura revealed in that shattered scene made him feel as if his soul was trembling!

That was undoubtedly a terrifying existence beyond his cognitive limits!

And what shocked him even more was that at the end of that fragmented scene, as the dark gold figure metamorphosed into light and collided into the dark backdrop, he vaguely seemed to see an extremely familiar yet blurry silhouette!

That silhouette, similar to what he saw at the edge of the Southern Celestial Star Cosmos.

The mysterious figure who extinguished stars with a snap of fingers, how similar!!!

”Could it be that senior also took part in that unparalleled battle?”

”Is this armor the relic of that War God?”

”What is the relationship between senior and this War God?”

Countless questions surged into Yu Kong’s mind like a tide.

Making him feel like his brain was about to explode!

He vaguely felt as though he had touched upon an unimaginably ancient secret!

A vast secret concerning the life and death of the cosmos, and the reincarnation of eternity!

And it seemed all of this was deeply connected to that mysterious senior!

”What burden are you carrying, senior?”

Yu Kong gazed at the remnants of that armor, his eyes becoming incredibly complex, filled with shock, reverence, curiosity, but more so with an indescribable heaviness.

He knew that following in the senior’s footsteps might not be as simple as seeking power.

It might mean bearing some heavy mission,

and facing unimaginable foes!

”I am still far, far from that.”

Yu Kong laughed bitterly, but then his eyes became resolute once more!

”But I will not give up!”

”No matter what lies ahead!”

”I will continue to press on step by step!”

”Until I am truly qualified to stand behind you!”

He took a deep breath and began to sit cross-legged, circulating his Cultivation Technique for healing.

This place, though temporarily safe, would inevitably attract other prying eyes due to the recent outburst of terrifying intent. He must restore his strength quickly!

At the same time, he needed time to digest the immense shock from that fragmented information just now!

And to think about the next course of action, he didn’t plan to move that dark gold armor—not because he didn’t want it, but because he had a gut feeling.

The things contained within this armor were too heavy, beyond what his current strength and realm could bear!

Forcefully taking it would only invite catastrophe!

Moreover, since the senior left it here, there must be a profound reason.

Perhaps waiting for the right moment.

Or perhaps waiting for the right person.

Yu Kong decided to first heal and comprehend here, trying to draw a trace of power or Dao resonance from that armor as much as possible.

Even if it was just a superficial amount, it would greatly benefit him!

As for the future, he believed that as long as he continued to grow stronger, one day he could solve all the mysteries!

To truly understand all that the senior bore!

Time silently slipped away.

While Yu Kong was struggling to survive and comprehend in the core area of the Celestial Fall Battlefield, in another vast, distant dark void from the Southern Celestial Star Cosmos.

Within the giant shadow formed by countless twisted, wailing limbs and faces, in an area that was only a vague outline as of now, a gray ”face” gradually became slightly more distinct.

In its hollow eye sockets, it seemed like two faint ghostly lights were flickering.

”The scent of the key.”

”Remnants of the ancient ’Guardian’.”

”Heh, interesting.”

”The ’seed’s’ growth is faster than expected.”

”It seems the day of our awakening is not far off.”

A low, ancient, raspy, icy voice once again whispered, carrying a trace of unnoticeable anticipation and bloodthirsty craving.

With those whispers, throughout the cosmos, those who had been seeded with ”seeds”.

Be it that Nascent Soul elder, or that peerless young genius, or those lurking polluted ones.

The gray aura surrounding them seemed to thicken slightly, their actions becoming more secretive and bizarre.

A dark storm that will sweep across the myriad realms and worlds.

Silently brewing.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the Earth Vein at the ruins of Kao Mountain Sect in the Southern Celestial Star Cosmos.

In the center of the Lake of Deathly Silence, that figure standing as still as a timeless rock.

Xu Ran.

His tightly shut eyelids trembled slightly, and the nearly imperceptible gray mark at his brow flashed faintly.

As if resonating weakly with some existence beyond distant times and spaces.

The lake water remained deathly silent.

Yet deep in the lake bed, something seemed to be slowly awakening.

The wind had long ceased, but the gears of destiny were turning in a grander, more peculiar, more unstoppable manner, encompassing all living beings.

Whether it was the struggling Yu Kong.

Or the tirelessly seeking Xu Qinghan.

Or the myriad ignorant masses.

All were swept into the approaching unknown and terrifying future!

The core of the Celestial Fall Battlefield.

Deathly silence is the eternal theme.

Broken laws wander this ancient land like invisible ghosts.

Occasionally stirring ripples in space.

Enough to tear apart the body and Divine Soul of ordinary Dao seekers.

Yu Kong sat cross-legged, his body seemingly transformed into a bottomless vortex.

Greedily devouring the thin yet extremely pure vital energy from heaven and earth around him.

This energy carried an ancient aura and was mixed with dense Evil Qi and deathly energy that could drive ordinary cultivators insane and lead them to madness with only a trace’s absorption.

But the Cultivation Technique within Yu Kong was extremely domineering.

Seemingly turning into a smelting furnace, forcibly refining this chaotic and violent energy, converting it into the essential vital energy needed for self-recovery.

His injuries were recovering slowly yet steadily, with broken bones gradually healing under the nourishment of mysterious forces.

Dried meridians were becoming replete again, and his pale complexion gradually regained a hint of redness.

However, physical pain was easy to heal; the shock to his Divine Soul and the imprint left by that dreadful will were like maggots gnawing at bones, difficult to obliterate.

Whenever he attempted to delve deeper into healing, the overpowering presence akin to a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, the will encompassed by endless slaughter, destruction, and solitude.

Would once again assault his Heart Spirit, making him tremble as if plunged into an icy abyss.

”Such a terrifying will.”

”Even just a lingering imprint is so horrifying.”

”It’s unimaginable what experiences the predecessor who left this Armor went through back then?”

Yu Kong felt shocked deep inside.

He tried to resist this will.

To erase it with his own Belief.

But each collision.

Was akin to a tiny ant shaking a gigantic tree.

His will, compared to that earth-shattering power.

Seemed so insignificant and laughable.

”No, not right.”

”The predecessor’s will is terrifying.”

”But it isn’t just about destruction.”

”There’s also a form of protection.”

”A determination that never retreats, even when faced with endless disasters.”

Amidst repeated impacts and resistance.

Yu Kong keenly captured a slight different vibe.

Hidden under the endless slaughter was a touch of persistence, a sorrow, a Belief to guard something even if reduced to dust!

This slightly different vibe.

Like a faint light in darkness, though weak, it brought immense enlightenment to Yu Kong!

He no longer blindly resisted, but attempted to understand and feel, to touch the sorrow and determination deep within that will.

This process was unbelievably challenging.

Like walking through a mountain of knives and a sea of flames, with each movement forward, his Divine Soul had to endure unimaginable pain, as if being assimilated and torn apart by that will.

But Yu Kong gritted his teeth, his eyes clear and firm, ”I want to understand you.”

”I want to know what you are protecting.”

”I want to understand why you fight to such an extent.”

Time passed in this arduous realization, no idea how long it had been.

Perhaps a day.

Perhaps a month.

Perhaps longer.

Yu Kong’s body had long since recovered, and thanks to continuously refining the vital energy filled with Evil Qi and deathly energy here, his cultivation vaguely advanced a little.

Seemingly one step closer to the next realm.