Chapter 730 - 730 756
Chapter 730 - 730 756
Chapter 730: 756 Chapter 730: 756 The Upper Realm rules over thousands of Lower Realms.
There are countless Lower Realms; among them, some powerful ones are connected to the Upper Realm, having their own Ascension Passages, but there are also many weak Lower Realms without even an Ascension Passage to the Upper Realm.
In such weak Lower Realms, the appearance of Cultivators is a kind of tragedy.
Cultivators are destined to tread an endless path on the Immortal Path.
And in one of those unknown Lower Realms.
After leaving the Taixuan Realm, Di Jun, who led numerous old-era members of the Demon Race, came here and ruled over this place.
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In the Lower Realm, within a recently constructed hall.
Di Jun was sitting in a high position, holding a book and reading it, the surprise in his eyes growing stronger the more he read.
“This Lower Realm is disconnected from the Upper Realm, but its history is incredibly rich, even containing records of all the history from our era.”
Di Jun murmured softly to himself as he read.
He hadn’t been reading for long.
When a figure hurriedly walked in from outside.
“Elder brother!”
Donghuang Taiyi hurried into the hall, a book in his hands and an anxious expression on his face.
“Taiyi, mind your image; after all, you are the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race, how can you disregard your appearance like this?”
Di Jun gently closed the book, frowning and chiding.
“Elder brother, look quickly, look…”
Donghuang Taiyi couldn’t care less, he strode forward, handing the book over to Di Jun.
“What is this book?”
Di Jun took it curiously and asked casually.
“This book is a damaged copy, it seems a great power has written about what happened after our deaths in battle, after the Witch-Demon Catastrophe ended!”
Donghuang Taiyi spoke in a hurry.
Upon hearing this.
Di Jun also put away his relaxed expression, replacing it with a serious one as he opened the book and began to read.
This time, he read very carefully.
Not overlooking a single detail.
Donghuang Taiyi didn’t dare to disturb him and stood quietly to the side, waiting for his elder brother to finish reading.
Before long.
Di Jun closed the damaged book in his hands, falling silent.
For a moment, the atmosphere inside the hall was somewhat oppressive.
“Witch-Demon Catastrophe, Investiture of the Gods Catastrophe, Journey to the West Catastrophe…”
Di Jun took a deep breath, feeling somewhat at a loss.
“Elder brother, it also records why Honghuang shattered after the Journey to the West Catastrophe…”
Donghuang Taiyi wanted to add a reminder.
But he hadn’t even finished speaking.
When Di Jun interrupted him.
“I know, I saw it, during the Investiture of the Gods Catastrophe, the Heaven-reaching Sovereign intended to refine Hundun anew and was suppressed by the Ancestor of Dao, yet Honghuang still split apart, becoming the Earth Immortal Realm.”
“After the Journey to the West Catastrophe, the Earth Immortal Realm, due to some changes, shattered into many fragments. These fragments collided with the remnants of the shattered Honghuang, eventually evolving into the current Upper Realm and countless Lower Realms.”
Di Jun said slowly.
Donghuang Taiyi nodded to the side, wanting to say something more.
Di Jun still did not let him speak.
“Taiyi, wait a moment, take out the Donghuang Bell and cover this hall with it.”
Di Jun glanced at the Firmament outside and said indifferently.
Donghuang Taiyi heard this and was somewhat perplexed.
But, trusting Di Jun, he still took out the Donghuang Bell and let it envelop the entire hall.
Seeing this scene.
Di Jun didn’t hesitate, taking out the Hetu Luoshu he had retrieved from the Demon Master and further shrouding the entire hall with it.
This made Donghuang Taiyi even more perplexed.
He couldn’t understand why Di Jun was being so cautious.
“Taiyi, what we’re about to discuss is no trivial matter. If certain beings were to sense it, that would not be good. Using the Donghuang Bell along with the Hetu Luoshu is just a bit safer,”
Di Jun subtly reminded him once again, his tone laden with profound implications.
As if he was alluding to some people in particular.
Donghuang Taiyi immediately understood and nodded, indicating that he got the message.
“I know. What you’re trying to say, Taiyi, is why the Earth Immortal Realm shattered, why the once-great Honghuang Heavenly Dao fell to become the Heavenly Dao of a minor realm.”
Di Jun stood up from his position and voiced out these words.
“Yes, brother, I don’t understand why it happened.”
Donghuang Taiyi shook his head.
That book was incomplete, only recording a portion of events; many things were not recorded.
If the book had been complete, then it certainly would have provided them with all the answers.
“I might have a guess, Taiyi. You must understand, the Ancestor of Dao has long since become one with the Dao. If the Honghuang Heavenly Dao had really fallen, the Ancestor of Dao wouldn’t be faring much better. If the Honghuang Heavenly Dao truly collapsed, the Ancestor of Dao would undoubtedly fall too…”
“But look, Taiyi, on the last page of this incomplete book, there’s a line of small characters stating ‘Ancestor of Dao lives on!’ This suggests that the Ancestor of Dao might be unharmed. If the Honghuang Heavenly Dao is in trouble, but the Ancestor of Dao isn’t, what do you make of that?”
Di Jun flipped to the final section of the incomplete book, pointing out a small excerpt for Donghuang Taiyi to see.
Donghuang Taiyi also looked closely, his expression becoming odd.
They both knew.
The Ancestor of Dao once merged with the Heavenly Dao to become the sovereign of Honghuang.
But his power was intimately linked to the Heavenly Dao; strong Heavenly Dao meant a strong Ancestor of Dao, weak Heavenly Dao meant a weak Ancestor of Dao.
Such a situation had its advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage was naturally that the Ancestor of Dao would be stronger than the average Saint.
The downside, however, was that the Ancestor of Dao would be constrained by the Heavenly Dao, forever unable to step beyond a certain threshold.
Now the Honghuang Heavenly Dao is no more.
Ancestor of Dao lives on…
This…
Donghuang Taiyi seemed to understand something.
“Brother, if the Ancestor of Dao still exists, then… are those Saints still around?”
Donghuang Taiyi asked.
“Most likely they all are, just having stepped beyond to a higher level. It’s ironic, Heavenly Dao is callous, treating all beings as expendable; the Saints are callous, treating the people as expendable. If you don’t become a Saint, you end up an ant—this saying really wasn’t wrong,”
Di Jun mused with amazement.
Who would have thought, after all the battling, when they all became history, that in the end the Saints and the Ancestor of Dao would pave the way for themselves.
What irony of fate.
Only they hadn’t expected that they might actually have a chance at revival.
“Then, brother, what should we do next?”
Donghuang Taiyi continued to ask.
“Establish the Heavenly Court, try to command as many Lower Realms as possible, align ourselves with that Chu person,”
Di Jun waved his hand and put away the incomplete book.
He strode to the entrance of the hall and, through the doorway, looked out at the somewhat gloomy firmament.
“I have a feeling that this Chu person will be our only chance at becoming Saints. Following him won’t be a mistake; he might just lead us to discover more truths,”
remarked Di Jun in such a way.
Chu Yuan…
The image flashed through Donghuang Taiyi’s mind, and deep inside he couldn’t help but feel confident.
Even he didn’t know why.
Just the thought of Chu Yuan inspired a sense of confidence,
something he had never felt with anyone else…