Eternal Tale

All the Flood Dragons trembled, a clarity flashing in their eyes. The anger that had filled them moments ago vanished, replaced by a profound calm.

Ultimately, it was because their clan wasn’t strong enough, and the pressure of being a human was significant.

If the Flood Dragon clan of the Eight Veins dared to kill ten humans working for the Celestial Palace without reason...

Not even the Venerable of Xuanwei Celestial Palace could save them!

The influence of the strongest races in the grand world is not just talk; it spans the entire Three Thousand Great Worlds.

Rising from the era of great slaughter among myriad races to become the strongest race is a bloody and magnificent immortal history.

The human race ranks seventh among the strongest races, and just hearing of their might sends chills down the spines of countless other races.

Although no one uses racial strength as a measure anymore, it still subtly influences every path of cultivating immortality.

Those ten compatriots did not bully the weak or kill the innocent; they were working for the Celestial Palace, yet now even a Void Refinement human cultivator dared not kill them.

Such a great humiliation forced even the Flood Dragon Venerable to bow his head, not because of the conditions promised by Palace Master Yin, but due to the pressure from Dongxuan Dao Academy and the Mo family of the Southern Yu Continent.The Flood Dragon Venerable’s eyes were calm as he slowly flew toward the spatial passage.

Today seemed like a day to vent for his clan, but it was merely an insult, showing the great world’s powerhouses how insignificant the Flood Dragon clan of the Eight Veins had become.

As he stepped into the spatial passage, his eyes finally lost their calm, filled with overwhelming fury, disappearing in an instant.

The anger in the eyes of the Flood Dragons gradually subsided, and even their hatred for Chen Xun diminished. They began to ponder the Venerable’s words and followed him into the spatial passage, disappearing from sight.

...

In the sky, only five Great Ascension Venerables remained.

Three Venerables from Xuanwei Celestial Palace took a deep look at Chen Xun. One spoke to Yin Tianshou, ”Palace Master Yin, this matter is settled. Once he’s sent to the Immortal Prison, it will be completely resolved.”

Another nodded, ”To endure nine lashes at the Void Refinement phase without perishing, even if the Flood Dragon Daoist held back, he’s still quite capable.”

A woman, her face cold as ice, added, ”Palace Master Yin, I hope you guide this child well. If he causes any major disturbances, you’ll be the first to be implicated.”

Cui Ying frowned at these words, ”Chen Xun is someone Tianshou values highly; he won’t cause any more trouble for Xuanwei Celestial Palace.”

The woman smiled slightly, ”Eight hundred years ago, when a small boundary was destroyed, some might have escaped. Such individuals have unstable temperaments. If they cause chaos, even a hint of it, I’ll personally take action to eliminate them, leaving no chance.”

Cui Ying felt as if her words were stuck in her throat; their identities were too easy to guess.

Especially the Great Ascension Venerables from Xuanwei Celestial Palace, where countless capable individuals resided.

Even the slightest clue could lead to countless possibilities, revealing a person’s background thoroughly.

Any attempt at clever concealment would seem childish to them, leaving too many traces.

A single message could uncover your cultivation path over thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

Unless you leave this grand world, never underestimate any major power, especially those under the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance.

Yin Tianshou’s face darkened, and he suddenly spoke, ”They could have all left; at least they shouldn’t have perished with the small boundary.”

”Heh, has Palace Master Yin forgotten how the small boundary was sealed and hidden?”

The woman replied coldly, not needing to stand from the small boundary’s perspective, ”If a crisis arises and many creatures flee, the small boundary’s essence will begin to seal itself, completely vanishing into the void, drifting around the grand world, its coordinates never to be revealed again.”

”The essence of the grand world it devoured can never return, and the loss affects all creatures of the Three Thousand Great Worlds.”

”Moreover, the predecessors of the Boundless Great World sacrificed much for the essence of the grand world, as Palace Master Yin must have heard.”

”The scale and sacrifice of those predecessors’ plans on the path of immortality are not for you or me to casually discuss.”

”We can only say they were born at the wrong time, but we never intended to cut off their path to life.”

”Palace Master Yin, born in a small boundary, has reached the position of Palace Master, a journey I admire.”

”But such words, I don’t like to hear. You can report to the Venerable.”

The woman’s sharp words directly pointed to Yin Tianshou’s origins, ”The Celestial Palace has not refrained from evacuating creatures from small boundaries. The Palace Master can also check the sealed immortal history.”

”The essence of the grand world stolen by the small boundary has yet to be found, and its impact on our grand world’s creatures far exceeds that of the small boundary’s billions.”

”Moreover, there isn’t just one such small boundary. If every small boundary could be considered, our Three Thousand Great Worlds might as well fall apart.”

”Continuing to let those small boundaries grow and form another Three Thousand Great Worlds, destruction and rebirth would endlessly alternate.”

”Then our path of immortality would be at its end, and the sacrifices of those predecessors would become a joke.”

The woman’s emotions seemed agitated, touched by something unknown, ”Directly destroying the small boundary is the only correct approach. The number of people who escape is our mercy.”

”Weiyue!”

”Weiyue, enough!”

Two rebukes came, and the two Great Ascension Venerables frowned deeply, quickly bowing to Yin Tianshou, ”Fellow Daoist Yin, Weiyue once...”

”No matter.”

Yin Tianshou waved his hand, his expression full of sorrow, interrupting them, speaking in a low voice, ”I understand, Fellow Daoist Weiyue, it’s my sentimentality, there is no right or wrong in this matter.”

Cui Ying stood by, looking at Yin Tianshou with a heart full of pain. He was so old now, unlike his former self, because his heart had truly been worn down, and his spirit had aged with it.

She had no regrets, willing to grow old with Yin Tianshou. Appearance meant nothing to cultivators; it was all about connecting hearts.

She had heard of Weiyue before, whose master was killed by someone from a small boundary in her youth.

They had even boasted, ”Since you see our boundary creatures as pigs and dogs, I will see you as pigs and dogs, kill!”

The result was evident, killed by a strong individual within a day, their soul scattered.

And this person happened to be a disciple highly valued by Yin Tianshou.

He wasn’t aware of this, as the entanglement was too complex to explain in a few words.

Yin Tianshou was implicated in this matter, forever bound to the Mengmu Sea Region, unable to leave.

For him, it was like a prison. The world of a Great Ascension Venerable was vast, yet he was confined to this sea region.

To protect others, he willingly sank into this place, his spirit completely gone, growing older by the day, with no chance of breaking through to the Tribulation Crossing Venerable.

Without great fortune, the Heavenly Spirit Root’s path ends at the Great Ascension, even slightly inferior to the five-element supreme spirit root.

Weiyue paused, realizing her loss of composure. The matter indeed had nothing to do with Yin Tianshou. She bowed, ”Palace Master, I meant no offense to you; it was my loss of composure.”

Yin Tianshou smiled kindly. He had heard such words more than once, but the obsession within him made him unconsciously bring it up again.

”Palace Master Yin, we shall take our leave and prepare to report back to the Celestial Palace.”

The three exchanged glances, speaking in unison.

”Very well, thank you, fellow Daoists, for giving this old man face today.”

Yin Tianshou responded with a bow, smiling, ”Take care, after sending them to the Immortal Prison, if you need anything in the Mengmu Sea Region, this old man can still speak a few words.”

”Good.”

The three nodded lightly. They had been observing for so long, waiting for Yin Tianshou to say this. Their families and sects also had juniors, and this connection might come in handy someday.

Buzz—

Three grand beams of light suddenly descended upon the world, stirring the energy of heaven and earth. With a wave of their robes, they vanished in an instant.