Chapter 488: The Human Ancestor's Call

Time flies.

After breaking through the Wangxian Realm, Lin Chuan still spends most of his time immersed in the dream cultivation space.

"Chuan, Sangyu, my child."

In his mind, a voice suddenly sounded, as if rippling in a distant Shikong.

Lin Chuan sprang up, drenched in cold sweat.

"Human Ancestor?"

Only the Human Ancestor would address him that way, treating him and Sangyu as children.

In his memory, in the original ancient first age, the Human Ancestor had not yet fallen then, and was still fighting together with him in the Ancient God Absolute Realm dream reincarnation, with Hong Chi Xi of the Human Race also there,

Until the Black Mist Great War officially began, and in its final, most tragic stage, the Human Ancestor sacrificed himself to delay the merging of the Black Mist's source.

To give him and Yang Zu a chance to seal the Black Mist.

Lin Chuan was surprised, not knowing how the Human Ancestor managed to contact him.

"Chuan, Sangyu, my child."

The Human Ancestor's voice sounded again, hazy and wavering.

Lin Chuan recovered.

It was not the Human Ancestor's true voice, but a special summons, similar to the spiritual bloodline inheritance of the Bai Ze clan.

It can be triggered once a certain condition is met.

The condition for Lin Chuan to hear this voice is difficult: he must return to the Perfection Form, which was the Human Ancestor's absolute advantage granted to him in that life.

But he had long since lost the Perfection Form.

Only after walking the ultimate path, returning to the Wangxian Realm, and being irrigated by Immortal Divine Power's purest baptism could he regain the Perfection Form.

This is forbidden, and should not exist.

Especially in this world where the rules have long been perfected.

Precisely at this most special moment, when Heaven's Will is suppressed, the heavens and earth are on the brink, and the mortal realm's thoughts are extremely intense,

he can once again seize the Perfection Form.

Lin Chuan's true heart gradually cleared, piercing the haze within the fog.

Hoo!

He took a deep breath, and Lin Chuan's consciousness immersed, merging with the Chaos Great Dao, communicating with the far side of the endless Starry Sky.

Another scene appeared in his mind.

In the distant Starry Sky, the Black Mist was slowly writhing, and the Human Ancestor's expression was grave as he lingered beside the Black Mist, daring neither to approach nor to retreat.

Lin Chuan could feel that the Human Ancestor was already very strong at this moment.

He had absolutely reached what he defined as the 'Third Tier of the Immortal Realm', a level that can single‑handedly confront the incompletely evolved Black Mist.

This is also why, for so long, another mass of Black Mist has never been able to merge here.

Because the Human Ancestor, by his own power, delayed the arrival of the calamity.

But as the Black Mist's source grew, the Human Ancestor was helpless, unable to interfere with the Black Mist any longer.

"For the final victory, all living beings have paid too much."

Whether past or future, up to the final destruction, everyone spares no effort, and this spirit also infected Lin Chuan.

What he carries is far more than his own belief alone.

"Human Ancestor."

Lin Chuan tried to communicate with the Human Ancestor through a special 'bloodline soul' medium.

"Human Ancestor? Human Ancestor?"

"Are you there?"

Lin Chuan called out repeatedly.

"Chuan? My child!"

Soon, he received a response; the voice was much more genuine, the Human Ancestor replying across the distant Starry Sky.

"Human Ancestor, I have returned; how are things on your side?" Lin Chuan asked.

"The Black Mist is advancing toward the world you inhabit, its speed increasing; you must be prepared. We must find the moment, and while the Black Mist is weak, end everything," the Human Ancestor replied.

"How much time do you estimate remains?" Lin Chuan felt urgency.

Being able to contact the Human Ancestor and prepare first is already a great blessing.

The more preparation, the greater the hope of final victory; the victory he envisions is that no close ones, no living beings will be ravaged.

He alone will end everything.

That is true victory.

If one still exhausts the power of all living beings in the world and meets a tragic end, that is not victory; it is repeating the same mistake.

"I will delay as much as possible."

The Human Ancestor also does not know how much time remains, unable to predict the Black Mist's changes.

He said, "Not long ago, I sensed the Black Mist's source being weakened, but the incident you caused over there?"

"Hmm."

Lin Chuan briefly recounted the events.

"Understood."

The Human Ancestor said, "Since the Black Mist has sensed the danger you bring to it, it will surely stir again; that may be our chance."

"Once that moment arises, I will cooperate with you."

"Fine," Lin Chuan replied.

To the Human Ancestor, he always maintains respect.

This selfless Ancient God has given too much for heaven and earth, for the Human Race, never showing any divine indifference, only compassion for all beings.

He thought of something, and said: "Human Ancestor, if the matter cannot be defied, then leave it to me; do not walk the final path."

"I want to see you."

"Also Sangyu, we all miss you dearly."

He fears the Human Ancestor might sacrifice himself for the final opportunity.

That is something the Human Ancestor could absolutely do; the Human Ancestor's understanding of life is completely different from that of all beings.

The Human Ancestor is an Ancient God who pities the myriad beings.

He regards the life of all beings as his own.

At the other end of the distant starry sky, the Human Ancestor fell silent for a moment.

A moment later, he let out a light laugh.

"Chuan, my child, you have grown."

"So you must not make me worry; this is our agreement, okay?"

At this moment, it seemed as if Lin Chuan were coaxing a child.

"Alright."

The Human Ancestor smiled and agreed.

Both sides still had much to say, but Lin Chuan could no longer bear it; his soul trembled and withdrew from the exchange in that consciousness space.

Across the distant starry sky, being able to say so much was already his limit.

"Is the opportunity about to arrive?"

The Black Mist's upheaval came early, certainly bringing many unforeseen events, causing him a period of frantic haste, but likewise many surprises gave him a chance to reverse everything.

It has never been the Black Mist that controls the whole situation.

Lin Chuan calmed his mind, and images flashed through his thoughts; he resolved to win this game.

That opportunity! It will arrive soon!

……

Tribe of the Spirits holy land.

Ye Xue, dressed in black, stepped out of the blizzard; relying on the karmic insight from her past life, she broke through the True God Realm in the shortest time.

"It's time to go."

In this realm, she already has the qualification to set foot in the Star Ring Realm.

Another reason that drives her urgently toward the Star Ring Realm is that, in her sensing, Lin Chuan's aura is growing ever weaker, almost invisible.

She fears that some unforeseen events might occur, leaving lifelong regret.

Leaving the Tribe of the Spirits, Ye Xue rose swiftly, soon crossing the Tianlong Star Domain and arriving at the Star Ring Realm at the edge of heaven and earth.

She stepped onto this war‑ravaged land.

In Ye Xue's sensing, a clear aura flew toward her; besides Lin Chuan, this is the other person she seeks.

Lü Ya! The woman buried in Lin Chuan's heart from a past life!

She came before her with a face full of joy.

"Ye Xue! You finally came!"