Myth Beyond Heaven

“Thank you, Big Brother!” The children were not disappointed and shouted happily.

“Can I take you to a place?” Yun Lintian asked the children while glancing at Ling Qian.

The children looked at Ling Qian with expectation. They had never gone out since she brought them there.

“Show me,” Ling Qian said calmly.

Yun Lintian simply summoned the Gate of Beyond Heaven and brought everyone to the Land of Beyond Heaven.

Looking at the blue sky and breathtaking scenery before them, Ling Qian and the children were completely stunned.

“I didn’t expect there would be such a powerful pocket world like this,” Ling Qian said emotionally.

She looked at the children and said softly, “From now on, all of you can stay here. I’m sorry for confining you in a bad environment before.”

“No, Grandma. We are not angry at you,” the children hurriedly said.

Ling Qian smiled and said, “Go ahead. You must live well from now on.”

The children hesitated briefly. They were not immune to the temptation and immediately ran away to play by the lake.

Yun Lintian notified his people to take care of the children. He looked at Ling Qian and said, “In fact, you can stay here, Senior.”

Ling Qian chuckled and asked, “You are not afraid that I will expose your secret?”

Yun Lintian shook his head and said, “Although we have just met, I know you are not a bad person. At least, you care about these children. It’s rare in this cruel world.”

Ling Qian smiled and said, “I don’t know what to say about you. I will say it again. Your kindness isn’t suitable for the power you hold. I hope you can change it soon.”

Yun Lintian shrugged. “Unfortunately, it’s not something I can change overnight.” “That’s why I am sure you will die,” Ling Qian laughed slightly. “Well, I won’t stay here. There are many children like them on the battlefield. I can now roam around to take them over.”

She looked at Yun Lintian and asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to leave?”

Yun Lintian thought for a moment and said, “Yes. I won’t leave. I have an important task to complete here.”

Ling Qian took a deep look at him and threw a copper coin toward him. “Keep it. I can only help you this much,” she said.

Yun Lintian grabbed the ordinary-looking copper coin and put it away. Although he didn’t know what it was, he could feel a strange aura in it.

Everyone returned to the dilapidated building.

“Good luck. Don’t be sad if someone dies for you,” Ling Qian said with a smile.

Yun Lintian cupped his fists and said, “Farewell, Senior. I will come again.”

“Go ahead,” Ling Qian waved her hand and sent Yun Lintian’s group out.

Walking along the alleyway, Hongyue said with a frown, “Why did she keep saying about death?”

“Who knows?” Yun Lintian didn’t care about it much.

“Perhaps we should listen to her and go back,” Hongyue spoke with a serious expression. Yun Lintian looked at her strangely. “What’s wrong with you? This isn’t like you at all.” Hongyue pursed her lips and said nothing. Since she learned about Yue Yun and Yue Hong, she didn’t know why she cared so much about Yun Lintian. It was something she couldn’t control.

“Don’t worry. I can go alone,” Yun Lintian said softly.

“Never mind. Let’s go together,” Hongyue shook her head.

Yun Lintian didn’t say anything further and left the city, heading toward the Central Region.

The desolate landscape was littered with remnants of ancient battles, a stark reminder of the countless lives lost in this cursed land. Decayed beasts, their bodies corrupted by chaotic energy, roamed the plains, their roars echoing through the eerie silence.

After several days of relentless travel, Yun Lintian’s group finally reached the edge of the Central Region. A colossal sandstorm, a swirling vortex of chaotic energy, stood before them, its roar deafening, its power awe-inspiring.

“This is it,” Yun Lintian said, his eyes fixed on the swirling maelstrom. “The heart of the Ancient Battlefield.”

The sandstorm acted as a barrier, preventing anyone from entering the Central Region. Countless cultivators had gathered at its edge, their faces etched with a mixture of

anticipation and apprehension.

“They’re waiting for the sandstorm to subside,” Hongyue explained. “It happens every few years, creating a temporary opening that allows entry into the Central Region.”

She had tried to break into the sandstorm but failed miserably every time.

Yun Lintian nodded, his gaze sweeping over the assembled cultivators. He could sense their eagerness, their desperation to venture into the depths of the Central Region, seeking treasures, power, or perhaps a cure for the corruption that plagued them all.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted among the crowd. A group of cultivators, their eyes gleaming with greed, charged toward the sandstorm, their weapons drawn.

“Arghh!”

Instantly, the cultivators who had dared to approach the sandstorm were engulfed by the swirling vortex. Their screams echoed through the air as their bodies were torn apart, their very essence consumed by the chaotic energy.

The remaining cultivators watched in horror, their eagerness replaced by a renewed sense of

caution.

Yun Lintian turned to Hongyue and said, “You were lucky to survive.”

Hongyue pursed her lips and said nothing.

“Let me try first,” Yun Lintian said and handed Qingqing and Linlin to Hongyue and Nantian

Fengyu.

“Be careful,” Hongyue said.

Yun Lintian nodded and stepped toward the sandstorm. The chaotic energy within the sandstorm raged around him, its power threatening to tear him apart.

Yun Lintian calmly walked into the sandstorm as if he was strolling in a garden. He allowed

the chaotic energy to brush against his body, carefully analyzing its composition.

As he ventured deeper, the chaotic energy grew more intense, its power increasing exponentially. Yun Lintian activated his Eyes of Heaven, his gaze piercing through the swirling vortex, seeking the source of the sandstorm’s impenetrable barrier.

And then, he saw them.

God Marks.

Countless God Marks, intricately woven into the fabric of the sandstorm, formed an invisible barrier, repelling any intruders. These God Marks were not of any single element but a combination of various laws, creating a chaotic and unpredictable force.

Yun Lintian’s eyes narrowed in understanding. These God Marks were the reason why no cultivator, no matter how powerful, could penetrate the sandstorm. They were a masterpiece of divine inscription, a testament to the power of the ancient True Gods who had created freēwebnovel.com

them.

But to Yun Lintian, who had comprehended the Great Laws, these God Marks were not insurmountable. He raised his hand, and a surge of divine energy flowed from his fingertips, gently unraveling the intricate web of divine inscriptions…