Myth Beyond Heaven

”Xian Shou?” Lan Qinghe took a deep look at the man and said. “It seems you have successfully deceived Lintian back then.”

According to Yun Lintian, Xiao Shou was supposed to be the Ashe Ghost King under the Southern Emperor of the Netherworld. However, Xiao Shou in front of her was clearly a True God. Without a doubt, he must have disguised himself back then.

A flicker of surprise crossed Xiao Shou’s face, though it vanished quickly. With a wry smile, he replied, “Indeed. The deception was a necessary tactic at the time.”

“What brings you here?” Yun Qianxue interjected coldly.

Xiao Shou’s gaze shifted towards the swirling vortex, a flicker of pain crossing his features. “I come not in aggression, but in peace. The machinations of Si Junyi, his ambition to revive the ancient gods, threatened the delicate balance between realms.”

He paused, then looked directly at Yun Qianxue. “I assure you, I stand against his plans. My presence here is to learn what transpired and offer any assistance I can.”

Yun Qianxue and the others exchanged glances. They didn’t quite believe in Xiao Shou’s words. How could someone under Si Junyi go against his will?

Lan Qinghe, on the other hand, seemed intrigued, her eyes narrowing in thought.

“What makes you think we will trust you, a being from the Netherworld?” Li Shan remained nonchalant, but his sharp gaze remained fixed on Xiao Shou.

Xiao Shou smiled slightly. “I understand your skepticism. However, the actions of one being do not define an entire realm. I believe in a peaceful coexistence between the living and the dead.”

He straightened his back, a glint of determination in his eyes. “Besides, my purpose aligns with yours – to ensure Si Junyi’s schemes do not destabilize the Primal Chaos.”

The woman beside him, the Flower Ghost King Hua Rong, looked at Yun Qianxue and the others in silence. Through the brief conversation, she immediately knew these people were related to Yun Lintian. She was curious about the relationship between them and him.

Silence hung heavy in the air for a moment. Yun Lintian’s absence remained a constant weight, their worry for him overshadowing everything else.

Finally, Lin Xinyao spoke, her voice laced with caution. “If you truly wish to prove your intentions, perhaps you can explain your connection with Si Junyi in more detail.”

Xiao Shou gave a slight nod and said, “Originally, I served as a subordinate of the God of Death. While Si Junyi was my master’s disciple, our relationship wasn’t one of master and subordinate. We were more like acquaintances.”

“Our ideologies differ. I believe in peaceful coexistence with the human realm, while Si Junyi is blinded by hatred and desires only destruction.”

He looked at everyone and said, “My master always instructed us to remain neutral and never attack the human realm. However, Si Junyi broke every promise, and I was powerless to stop him.”

“So, you seek Yun Lintian’s help in stopping Si Junyi?” Yun Qianxue inquired. “It seems you possess considerable knowledge about him.”

“The moment he took control of the Tower of Fate, I knew he was the God of Fate’s inheritor,” Xiao Shou explained.

“The God of Fate and the God of Time were the most enigmatic figures. They always remained hidden, their intentions a mystery.”

“My master once said that only these two could truly dictate the fate of the Primal Chaos. As the God of Fate’s successor, Yun Lintian’s growth must be rapid, just like Si Junyi. He ascended to the True God Realm within a thousand years of inheriting my master’s legacy.”

“What truly transpired back then?” Lan Qinghe interjected.

Xiao Shou paused for a moment before replying, “The rumors hold some truth. The God of Mortals did initiate the conflict. However, my master never intended to kill him initially. It later became unavoidable.”

“Explain yourself,” Lan Qinghe frowned.

Xiao Shou patiently explained, “He sensed someone manipulating the God of Mortals from the shadows. This individual never revealed themself throughout the incident. My master acted to draw them out. Unfortunately, he failed… Before departing, he instructed us to listen to the God of Fate and await his orders.”

“Did you ever make contact with the God of Fate?” Lan Qinghe inquired curiously.

“Yes,” Xiao Shou replied honestly, “but it was a one-sided communication. He sent a message instructing us to remain within the Netherworld and wait. This allowed our survival.”

“So you missed the entire war?” Lan Qinghe pressed further.

“Aside from the God of Mortals, I witnessed none of the other Primordial Gods’ fates. By the time I learned the truth, everything was over. The God of Fate, and later his previous inheritor, completely sealed off the Netherworld.” Xiao Shou answered.

Lan Qinghe’s eyes narrowed. “It seems the God of Fate deliberately excluded you all.”

“I believe so,” Xiao Shou concurred with a nod.

“How do you propose to stop Si Junyi?” Lan Qinghe inquired. “With the Hell Asura by his side, I doubt we stand a chance.”

“That’s why I seek Yun Lintian. He possesses the greatest potential to be recognized by the Soul Scepter,” Xiao Shou responded. “In truth, Si Junyi isn’t inherently evil. His relentless pursuit of revenge has driven him to this point.”

“What are you trying to say?” Han Bingling furrowed her brow.

“He is not our enemy. That’s what I wanted to say.” Xiao Shou said gently. “On the contrary, he may be Yun Lintian’s most crucial ally.”

He addressed everyone, continuing, “I believe each inheritor of the thirteen Primordial Gods has a specific purpose. While another Primordial War isn’t out of the question, Yun Lintian, despite his strength, stands alone. He needs a powerful ally.”

Lan Qinghe gestured with her chin. “Continue.”

Xiao Shou elaborated, “Among the thirteen inheritors, Si Junyi is likely the only one who lived through the Primordial Era. In terms of mastering his Primordial God’s power, he’s undoubtedly at the forefront. Together, the inheritor of the God of Fate and him hold the greatest chance of controlling the situation.”

He paused, his voice heavy as he concluded, “For the sake of the Primal Chaos, they must work together.”

“Even if that’s the case,” Li Shan interjected, “do you believe Si Junyi will cooperate?”

“He will,” Xiao Shou asserted firmly. “I’m confident he understands this himself. Fighting alone is impossible. That’s why he came here. He needs more allies.”

Lan Qinghe contemplated for a moment, about to speak, when several figures materialized on the horizon.

“You are here, Brother Xiao?”

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