Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The middle-aged man who had crashed the conference was called Yuan Jie, and he was a late-stage Earth-Tier Warrior.
The white-haired elder who had been about to flare up at Yuan Jie, forgot all about his anger upon hearing what Yuan Jie had said and grabbed Yuan Jie in pleasant surprise. “There’s truly a man who can use a single saber move to kill the level-three fox demon king of the Limitless 1,000-Mile Mountain?”
His elation was not unfounded. If there was really a man capable of achieving such a feat, this man would qualify to resist the level-four red tiger king.
“It’s true. I’ve already seen the chopped head of the fox demon king. Hold on, I will send you the footage…” Yuan Jie hastily walked over to the projector and found a link of the footage.
The video showed the three men and one woman that Di Jiu had saved. In front of them were two demon beast carcasses that belonged to a level-two world demon and a level-three glaze fox.
The man carrying the rifle, who had seen Di Jiu before, described Di Jiu as an unrivaled individual. Although he had not appeared physically, a flare had killed the level-three fox demon king. They did not even know where Di Jiu was while he was speaking.
Unfortunately, the man was unable to describe Di Jiu’s specific physical appearance. The only thing he knew was that Di Jiu was covered in blood, as though he had been chased by a powerful demon beast.
The white-haired elder said solemnly, “The only demon beast that could possibly be chasing this kind of expert is the unique five-tailed fox demon. We must find this expert as quickly as possible. We still have a slim chance of surviving if we join forces.”
Everyone agreed with the white-haired elder. They all knew the five-tailed fox demon the elder was referring to. It was said that this demon had only had four tails when it had first arrived on Earth. Now, it had five.
That fox demon had always resided in the primitive forest of the Amazon River. Leaving the forest was an unprecedented move on its part. This was the worst news possible.
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By the time Di Jiu bade farewell to Qi Xiang and reached the outer area of the Forgetful River Mountain Range, it was already evening.
The Wang Chuan Temple, which used to be filled with the scent of incense, currently only contained some broken tiles and rocks. Di Jiu did not manage to find any information regarding Monk Red Dust. Thus, he left the temple feeling disappointed.
He took a step forward and reached the bottom of the cliff, the place where he had first arrived on Earth. He soon discovered that the aircraft he had left there had disappeared.
It seemed like someone had found this place and taken his aircraft.
Di Jiu did not mind. If he had still been on Earth, the aircraft would have been very important to him. Now, however, it merely had commemorative value.
Di Jiu pushed aside any thoughts of the missing aircraft and walked to where Fang Xue had seen the wooden bridge in the past. He had also seen that bridge. At the time, Di Jiu had only thought that the bridge was a little supernatural. However, he now believed that the bridge could have been a priceless treasure. It had exuded the aura of a top-notch treasure after all. This was the second reason he had come to Earth.
Di Jiu knew very well that, although he might have seen the wooden bridge appear there in the past, that did not mean that the bridge would remain in the same spot.
Before he could scan the area with his Spiritual Force, the sound of a tiger roaring was heard. A red tiger suddenly lunged at Di Jiu from several hundred feet away.
Di Jiu did not even look back. He just casually threw a wind blade at the tiger. His Spiritual Force immediately enveloped the entire Forgetful River Mountain Range.
The red tiger, which had just attained level-four, was formidable. However, its strength was nothing compared to Di Jiu’s powers. A wind blade split the red tiger into two pieces.
The tiger looked at Di Jiu in disbelief before it died. How could this human be so powerful? Even the five-tailed fox demon king would most likely not compare to him. As this thought flashed across its mind, the tiger’s lifeless body collapsed on the ground.
The tiger had been just a level-four demon beast. Di Jiu was not interested in harvesting it, even though the carcass of a red tiger was valuable.
He currently had a level-ten Spiritual Force. Thanks to the envelopment of his Spiritual Force, he could sense any disturbance on the entire mountain range.
Any and every demon beast on the Forgetful River Mountain Range, no matter the level, was killed by Di Jiu’s Spiritual Force.
Even without using any Spiritual Force attacks, a level-ten Spiritual Force could still easily kill demon beasts below level-four. Besides, Di Jiu had cultivated the Spiritual Force Training Art before, so his Spiritual Force was extremely condensed.
After scanning the area with his Spiritual Force, he discovered that there were no more living demon beasts in the entire Forgetful River Mountain Range. Only some unrelated wild beasts were left.
Di Jiu, however, was not happy. He was unable to find any traces related to the wooden bridge, despite using his level-ten Spiritual Force.
Had that dharma treasure moved away?
Unwilling to give up, Di Jiu scanned the area with his Spiritual Force repeatedly. When his Spiritual Force landed on the Wang Chuan Temple again, he sensed that something was different. There seemed to be an indistinct curve underneath the ruins of the Wang Chuan Temple.
It was a wooden bridge…
Di Jiu took a step forward and reached the space above the ruins of the Wang Chuan Temple. His Spiritual Force permeated the underground region of the temple.
The indistinct curve transformed into a distinct black wooden bridge thanks to Di Jiu’s Spiritual Force. A terrifying icy energy immediately surged at him. He unconsciously shuddered and drew his Spiritual Force back hastily.
After swallowing a red Roast Divine Herb, he expelled the icy energy from his Spiritual Sea. Then, he used his Spiritual Force to permeate the area under the Wang Chuan Temple again.
This time, Di Jiu was more cautious. When his Spiritual Force landed on the outline of the black wooden bridge, he saw a massive word written in ancient characters: Reincarnation.
Was this the Reincarnation Bridge? Di Jiu felt goosebumps. According to the legend, when people died, they had to cross the Reincarnation Bridge to be able to reincarnate. However, this was just something that existed in legends. Could the bridge really exist?
If the Reincarnation Bridge was real, then…
Di Jiu became excited. If the Reincarnation Bridge was real, he had to obtain it. He might possess the Book of the World, but that was something he could not use. The small gray stone could only improve his potential. He did not have any priceless, top-notch offensive treasures.
His Spiritual Force landed on the Reincarnation Bridge and started to permeate it. He wanted to take this black bridge.
Crack! A crack suddenly formed in Di Jiu’s Spiritual Sea and a terrifying icy aura swamped it. Di Jiu felt the crack in his Spiritual Sea expanding. It was in danger of shattering completely at any moment.
Before Di Jiu could react, that frightening reincarnation aura surged at him again, as if it would swallow him up and reincarnate him.
Frightened, Di Jiu did not dare leave his Spiritual Force on the Reincarnation Bridge any longer. He hastily drew back his Spiritual Force and started to vomit large amounts of blood.
The Reincarnation Bridge was really formidable. Given his current level-ten Spiritual Force, Di Jiu was certain that he could not move this bridge even an inch, let alone take it away. The result would be the same, even if his Spiritual Force was several times more powerful than it was currently. The Reincarnation Bridge was too terrifying for him to take it away considering his capabilities.
Di Jiu felt extremely weak. His weak state was a direct result of his shattered Spiritual Sea. He quickly took out a black Roast Divine Herb and swallowed it. A scary burning sensation exploded within his Spiritual Sea, making Di Jiu feel much better.
Time passed by slowly. When the sun started shining once again, Di Jiu spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood.
His Spiritual Sea had finally recovered significantly after healing for a day and a half. It would recover completely if he spent a few more days healing it.
Di Jiu dared not permeate the underground area with his Spiritual Force again, even though he knew very well that beneath his feet lay the Reincarnation Bridge, one of the most priceless treasures of the universe.
He also knew very well that this bridge was not something he could carry with him given his current state. If the Immortal World existed, it was possible that he would need to cultivate in the Immortal World and reach a certain cultivation realm before he qualified to come back and take the Reincarnation Bridge away.
He had no choice but to grudgingly accept this outcome. He took out a bunch of array flags with the intention of sealing this place.
However, before he could throw the array flags, Di Jiu gave up on this notion. The Reincarnation Bridge had remained there for many years, undiscovered by anyone. It was laughable on his part to take out array flags to seal the bridge.
In other words, if he really did that, he would not be sealing the bridge but giving away its position to a powerful being. Di Jiu put away the array flags with a sigh.
Despite accomplishing nothing on this trip back to Earth and almost losing his life while transcending space, Di Jiu was not dispirited.
He now knew the whereabouts of the Reincarnation Bridge. One day, he would come back to take it away.
A silver aircraft flew over from afar and landed on the parking lot outside the ruins of the Wang Chuan Temple, which was overgrown with weeds.
Wasn’t that his aircraft? After a scan of his Spiritual Force, Di Jiu identified the aircraft as his. When he saw a person alight from the aircraft, Di Jiu realized who exactly had stolen his vehicle.
The first person to leave the aircraft was Shen Ziyu, who was walking in front of several other people. She could be considered the woman he had loved the most in his past life. Shen Ziyu, who now looked much more mature than she used to, exuded a commanding aura.
She must have attained the true Connate Realm instead of the fake one.
True Connate Warriors were the equivalent of Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators. Purely based on one’s combat power, without taking into account Spiritual Force, Connate Warriors were slightly more powerful than Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators.
“Di Jiu…” Shen Ziyu looked at Di Jiu in shock. She had not expected that Di Jiu would come to the Forgetful River Mountain Range, or that he would be sitting where the ruins of the Wang Chuan Temple were located.
After this momentary shock, she quickly understood why Di Jiu would go there. Her feelings were mixed as she walked towards Di Jiu with a sigh.
She had guessed that it had been Di Jiu who had saved her. It was only thanks to him that she was still alive. However, she had not expected that Di Jiu would be so persistent as to secretly come to the Wang Chuan Temple after not seeing her for so many years. It seemed like Di Jiu had still not forgotten her.
She also knew why Di Jiu had not wanted to see her. It was most likely because he’d thought that the distance between them had been growing. She reproached herself. After the beast calamity that had taken place on Earth, she had been really busy dealing with demon beasts. Thus, after a few years, she had never searched for Di Jiu again.
