Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Surprised, Yun Yang thought to himself, ‘Why? Didn’t I explain it clearly just now?’
He remained in bewildered silence as the hollow voice asked again, “Why?”
Yun Yang thought about it and answered, “Just because. Because each senior is a famed personage, a presence that belongs to the legends. While I am lacking, I’m confident to think that I could be weaved into the legends of Tianxuan as well. I’m human, I’ll die too one day.”
“If people were to scavenge pieces of my remains to aid their cultivation after I die… I know that I won’t be able to take it. Therefore, I think each senior here is equally intolerant of it,” he continued with a light smile.
“This is why this happens today.”
Having completed his explanation, Yun Yang was startled as he thought to himself, ‘Eh? Who spoke just now?’
This was a closed space, wholly isolated from the world. How could there be someone speaking? He had double-checked with his divine senses just now… Who in the world had spoken earlier?
Yun Yang felt chills running through his body. His head lifted abruptly.
Without preamble, a slow sigh could be heard, followed by a wave of sighs. The empty and silent realm was filled with hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of long sighs simultaneously.
Goosebumps wracked Yun Yang violently.
The sound of wind could be heard, but it did not come from Yun Yang’s manifestation. Small tornados that were visible to the naked eye appeared and carried the many God’s Bones Yun Yang had placed just now towards the God’s Graves.
Instantly, the remains had been taken apart in their various graves were completely restored.
It was still the same unhurried voice that spoke after that, “Young man, thank you… For so many years… someone like you has finally appeared… Destiny toys with us all… but there’s finally a sense of kindness…”
“Justice and kindness have never been lacking nor have they fallen asleep in this heaven and earth. They do exist after all… I’m relieved!”
The breeze blew, the clouds drifted apart. There was a strange change in the air and Yun Yang found out with a start that everything he was seeing had transformed within the time it took to snap one’s fingers.
The space that had been permeated with an uneasy sense of desolation and abandonment became magnificent and glorious. Cottony clouds surrounded the perimeter as dragons and phoenixes danced around; the atmosphere was majestic and lively.
Lofty palaces stood erect amidst the wisps of clouds. They were obviously from another world.
Shadows buzzed around as if countless silhouettes were present but they vanished at the very next minute. It was like armies of golden-armored soldiers were guarding the eminent palaces that had just appeared.
A piece of cloud drifted over, shape-shifting into an otherworldly elder. The old man was white-bearded and white-haired, the airs of immortality wrapped tightly around him.
Yun Yang’s seasoned judgment and experience in cloud manifestation allowed him to instantly discern that the elder’s form was completely comprised of cloud and mist. There was nothing tangible, but the essence of it was distinctive from his cloud manifestation.
“Young man, you are certainly formidable,” said the elder’s projection in the air, “I don’t know how many years it has been, but this is my first time meeting someone like you. Very good, considerable cultivation base and even more considerable intent.”
Yun Yang was prepared to say something, anything along the line of humility, but the elder waved his hand immediately, cutting him off.
“Young man, this old man doesn’t have much time. I can only speak shortly, so I hope that you can listen to me quietly.”
Yun Yang felt like he was dreaming; everything was so unreal. The elder’s voice rang out again.
“You are right. The dignity of a master is not to be toyed with. We’ve been so high up all our lives, how could we be resigned when our remains are being abused?”
“However, what can we do even if when we’re indignant?”
He heaved a long sigh and said, “Since you’re in the cultivation field and you’re in a substantial realm now, you must know that when there’s an area of earth, there must be an area of heaven as well.”
“The theory is rather straight-forward. Where there are humans in this world, there is also the presence of heaven. These so-called deities are the people in this heaven who have ascended to immortality.”
“The ones in heaven manipulate the karma, providence and everything else in the human realm. This is a matter of course, one that no one can change since the birth of this world.”
“However, as powerful as we are… everything changed after a martial world disaster many years ago!”
“Whoever says that the fate is inevitable says so only because his capability and prowess are lacking… When calamity befell the human realm and we only cared to spend our days in leisure without intervening, the Lord Sovereign was infuriated. He thought us to have failed our responsibilities and were unworthy to hold such positions… That day, the Lord Sovereign passed the realms in rage and with a flip of his palm, destroyed heaven and split the earth!”
“Everyone in heaven died then… Only their remains were left, piled in this abandoned space… Even the lingering energy and essence of ours were sucked away to maintain the good and evil of this continent, to keep up the so-called karma…”
“In spite of this, the energy we left behind, however much it is, isn’t grounded. It’s certain that it can’t run on for long. Until now, all of us are approaching our end as well.”
“I believe it’ll be the last of our days after a hundred years at most; the celestial essence will be then lost.”
“Everyone is buried here, a particular location where it’s penetrable through many sides…”
“This space connects the Bound of Universe and Tianxuan Continent. It is a rare place in heaven and earth where both locations are linked, or perhaps, the central point that connects both worlds.”
“It’s also because of this very reason that our remains are placed where people could discover anytime… It’s tempting, as well. Anyone who’s a cultivator who sees the God’s Bones will know that as long as they obtain the God’s Bone and integrate it into their body, they can hope to push their cultivation journey forward and become one of the immortals!”
The voice’s tone was pitiful.
“We are the people above the nine heavens. None of us are exempted from being utterly arrogant. Who would be able to watch their remains being torn apart to cultivate after their death? Being heroes all our lives, we’ve already achieved the title of deity, but in the end, we all end up in a similar tragedy of having no remains!”
“This is the ending that the Lord Sovereign wants us to see and feel for ourselves – always watching our remains being taken away and exploited… being taken to cultivate by people we’ve taken care of wholeheartedly. We can observe, but we can’t fight back!”
“I still remember what the Lord Sovereign said back then – if there’s a day when a pure hearted cultivator could withstand the temptation of immortality and choose to send the God’s Bones back after acquiring them… that will be the day all of you can be freed of this torture!”
“As long as this person collects all the God’s Bones and send them back, not only can heaven return to its original form, all of you can also return to yourselves and head on to your celestial positions!”
