Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Jiang Yi, what’s wrong?”
Yin Ruobing discovered that after Jiang Yi had returned, something funny had happened to him. It felt as if from his body to his soul spirit, there was a heavy aura to him. His face was also much paler, his eyes dimmer without much light as if he had lost his soul.
“It’s nothing!”
Jiang Yi forced a smile. He stretched his hand and pulled Yin Ruobing into his arms, lightly saying, “I have told you previously about my mother, right? Now, I finally know that my mother is not in the Stellarsky Domain; she should have encountered some problems. Hence, if I want to see her or help her, the only way to do so is to transcend like the Mystic Thearch did and head to the Divine Domain or the Immortal Domain.”
Jiang Yi had always preferred to bottle things up inside him, to take it all himself. However, he made an exception this time. Perhaps the pressure this time was too immense that he could not take it on his own. Hence, he wanted to find someone to talk to; that way, he would not be pressured to death.
“Not in the Stellarsky Domain? Transcend? The Divine Domain? The Immortal Domain?”
Yin Ruobing was stunned. Jiang Yi had previously talked to her about what had happened to him when he was young. She was also very clear how much Jiang Yi wanted to find his mother. However, she did not expect that Jiang Yi’s mother was actually not in the Stellarsky Domain? Furthermore, Jiang Yi had to be as strong as the Mystic Thearch was back in the days in order for him to go and find her?
If all these were not said by Jiang Yi, Yin Ruobing would definitely have scoffed and thought it was all a fable or a fairytale. However, with regard to the Divine Domain and Immortal Domain—as a disciple of the Nine Thearch Clans, she believed in their existence. After all, the Mystic Thearch’s transcendence was recorded clearly by each clan.
The problem was… was it easy to transcend?
The Stellarsky Continent had been around for more than a million years; only one Mystic Thearch had appeared. How many people were there on the continent? How many world-class martial experts were there in each generation? There had been astonishing talents that had surfaced among the Nine Thearch Clans these seven hundred thousand-odd years; who among them had transcended?
None.
Not even one!
Hence, the chances of Jiang Yi being able to transcend was close to zero. That also meant that he was probably not able to see his mother in this lifetime. For a person to know for sure that his mother was alive—and so was thinking about her day and night—but ultimately not being able to see her, Yin Ruobing completely understood what Jiang Yi was feeling; and her heart ached for him.
She held on tightly to Jiang Yi and said softly, “Jiang Yi, don’t be impatient. There is something called a miracle in this world. You yourself are proof of the existence of such. In the more than seven hundred thousand years of history of the East Imperial Continent, who had managed to create a bloodbath in the Wu Clan’s four regions? Who had the ability to attack Mystic Thearch City? Who had obtained the Mystic Divine Palace?
“You have the Mystic Divine Palace, the Mystic Divine Saber, and the Mystic Divine Armor. You now have unlimited possibilities ahead of you. You also have me. I will be by your side forever, searching for your mother with you. Not just the Divine Domain or the Immortal Domain—even if it is the Netherworld Realm, we will go there together.”
“En!”
Yin Ruobing’s words were very poetic. She was also very fragrant, and she was as gentle as water. Jiang Yi’s somewhat-heavy heart started to lighten a little.
He nodded his head seriously and then gently hugged Yin Ruobing. He had already gotten hold of some secrets of the Mystic Thearch Palace. As long as he used Heaven Evasion in a straight line, he did not need to control it much anymore. After all, the Snow Region was all the way to the north; there was still a few days’ journey. The two of them stopped talking as they sat there in each other’s embrace, enjoying the strong affection they had for each other.
Zhan Wushuang was in seclusion; he had just broken through the Demigod Realm and need to stabilize himself. He had already decided not to return to the Zhan Clan, but he would wait for Jiang Yi to rescue Su Ruoxue before going back to Sin Island together.
The next few days passed by in a flash. The Mystic Divine Palace was using Heaven Evasion and proceeding forward. Within a mere two days, they had reached the Snow Region. However, the spatial zone in the Snow Region was very stable; the Mystic Divine Palace’s Heaven Evasion speed slowed down. Towards the end, Jiang Yi decided to stop the Heaven Evasion and control the Mystic Divine Palace in the sky. They flew straight to Saint Mountain.
There were many Demigods in the Snow Region. However, there were very few eight- or nine-star martial experts. With the backing of the Saint Empress, Jiang Yi was very safe in the Snow Region. He also had nothing to fear and flew boldly towards the north.
This time, the Snow Region had been very peaceful. The one attack by the Saint Empress then had awoken all the sects and races; who dared to make trouble? Even the number of martial artists that went to the Ice Sea to hunt ice beasts had lessened.
Of course, the Mystic Divine Palace boldly flying through the sky still caused consternation, especially the three words ‘Mystic Divine Palace’.
Though the news spread swiftly, many bigger sects did not come out to attack. Their spies had long sent back word of Jiang Yi’s actions in the Mystic Thearch City. Only the smaller races and sects did not know what had happened.
There were always people in this world who preferred to risk it all!
The temptation of the Mystic Divine Palace was too strong; it was merely a day before a small race couldn’t help themselves, with a few dozen peak-stage Heaven Monarchs flying up and prepared to stop the Mystic Divine Palace. They wanted to snatch the cardinal treasures that the Mystic Thearch had left behind years ago.
The outcome was bloody; all of them were killed. Jiang Yi’s heart was burning with rage and did not have anywhere to expend it. Since some people were coming to court their own deaths, he—of course—obliged. However, these killings escalated the matter even further. On the fifth day of Jiang Yi’s arrival in the Snow Region, almost ten thousand Heaven Monarchs from a few dozen smaller races combined forces. Under the command of a Demigod, they started to surround and trap the Mystic Divine Palace.
“Get lost!”
Jiang Yi growled out loud. There were so many martial experts; he felt bad killing them all. After all, the Snow Region was the Saint Empress’ territory; he wanted to give her some face.
“Attack!”
The Demigod obviously did not recognize Jiang Yi’s voice. He waved his hand domineeringly and said, “Those who are inside, listen. If you do not wish to die, hand over the palace. If not, we will kill everyone.”
Buzz!
Essence energy started to concentrate above the Mystic Divine Palace, and a phantom image was formed. Jiang Yi looked at the masses gathered and said angrily, “Just the likes of you guys, and you wish to snatch the Mystic Divine Palace? If you do not disappear from my line of sight within twenty seconds, I will start to kill everyone!”
“Jiang Yi?”
Countless people’s eyes shrank. Although Jiang Yi frequently used his Mirage Divine Ability to disguise himself, many still recognized how he actually looked like. At this moment, everyone was mortified. This was the unlucky star that killed so many people that year that the rivers were stained red; so many Demigods had been killed. If they dared to offend him, weren’t they courting their own deaths?
Swish! Swish! Swish!
No one hesitated at all. Everyone started to flee in every direction. The Demigod had also been frightened. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, “It’s Lord Jiang. My apologies for offending. Retreat!”
Swish! Swish!
Almost ten thousand people scattered like birds. Within ten seconds, there was not one person left. The Mystic Divine Palace shimmered and continued heading north. This time, no one dared to block the way. Jiang Yi continued to fly brazenly northwards. He estimated that it would take one or two more days before reaching Saint Mountain and into the Heaven Hidden Sect.
Buzz!
The main gate to the palace suspended over Heaven Devil Mountain suddenly opened. A lady dressed in a black dress, with a very attractive figure, dashed out. She looked desperately northwards, with tears falling down her cheeks. She softly murmured to herself, saying, “Lord, have you finally returned?”
“Sigh…”
A shadow flew out from the Heaven Devil Palace and stood next to Mo Yao’er. He sighed heavily and said, “Yao’er, you still cannot forget him? He has returned to the Snow Region. However, he did not come to Heaven Devil Mountain. Perhaps… he had long forgotten about you.”
“No, he would never forget about me!” Mo Yao’er started to cry even more furiously. She repeatedly shook her head and said, “I understand him. He still has feelings for me.”
“If that is the case…”
Mo Shen paused for a moment, looked towards the north, gestured, and said, “Then you should go find him! If that lad dares to let you down, I will risk my life and seek redress for you.”
