Chapter 73

At the instant his words fell, countless treasures floated around Lin Chuan; these are all necessary items for reviving Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's soul.

A massive formation slowly took shape within the Burial Spirit Domain.

Lin Chuan decided to perform the soul‑revival ritual for Tu Shan Jiao Jiao here, at the peak of his own power.

"Burial Spirit Domain! Ten Thousand Ghosts Roam Heaven!"

Chanting the incantation lightly, within the boundless darkness of Sword Tomb, nine gates of Hell rose from the ground and slowly opened.

Countless hellish spirits emerged from within.

Ku Gu, Xiu Luo, Ye Cha, Wu Chang, Pan Guan...

This time they came not to make the world feel the terror of death, but to welcome the rebirth of reincarnation from Hell to the mortal realm.

The ghostly spirits chanted an ultimate lament; the natural energy of heaven and earth, and the netherworld energy from Hell, continually gathered toward Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's remnant soul.

The grave mound is a dark painting, and Tu Shan Jiao Jiao is the sole light within it.

"A Chuan! You've rescued her—will you still remember me?"

Yun Zhi Yi, witnessing all this, felt a mixture of emotions.

She didn't know whether to congratulate A Chuan or mourn for herself.

She stared blankly at her beloved, feeling as if she stood at the edge of the world.

The two supreme leaders of the Nine‑Tailed Fox Clan, Bai Zhuang and Bai Leng, hid in a corner, trembling, fearful of being caught and used as a tonic.

The massive formation was gradually filled with the energy of heaven and earth.

This was an extremely lengthy process.

……

Qingyun Prefecture, Yunmeng Ancient Forest.

Mo Sangyu sat cross‑legged atop the cloud summit; beneath her roiled crimson demonic qi, above her stretched a pale blue ocean.

Red and blue breaths continually intertwined on her, adapting to this world's laws in an extraordinarily strange way.

Even her supreme domain was undergoing an earth‑shaking transformation.

The red‑blue‑interwoven domain gradually disintegrated, continually merging with the astonishing Dao resonance emanating from Mo Sangyu's person.

One after another, Dao‑fragment shards were born from it, paving beneath her feet.

Until it was completely woven into a Dao that belonged solely to her.

The phenomena above Yunmeng Ancient Forest likewise faded away.

Mo Sangyu let out a long breath, feeling an unprecedented ease; her body and soul had fully adapted to this realm.

At the same time she entered the first realm of the Legend Realm—the Dao Extreme Realm.

The Supreme Realm is the culmination of the eight cultivation stages, the strongest below the Legend Realm, yet it still relies on borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

The Dao Extreme Realm is entirely different.

Those who enter this realm must shatter their Supreme domain, weave a path uniquely their own, and gain the acknowledgment of the three thousand Great Daos of the Chaos Universe.

Only then can one be honored as a Legend.

I am the three thousand Dao of Chaos; mortals must not chant me.

This is why cultivators of the world keep silent about the Legend Realm.

There is a rumor that cultivators below the Legend Realm who dare to arbitrarily arrange events above it will likely incur heavenly punishment,

but this is merely a rumor.

More likely, they are beaten to death by Legend Realm cultivators before any invisible heavenly punishment can strike.

"The Legend Realm is truly wondrous."

Mo Sangyu rose slowly, her spirits bright.

Even though the Dao Extreme Realm is merely the first step into the Legend Realm, it is still a tremendous transformation, like a cocoon breaking to become a butterfly, thereafter soaring to the heavens.

"At last we have taken this step; Mengmeng's condition should improve as well."

Mo Sangyu had two reasons for rushing into the Legend Realm.

First, to quickly find a way for her husband Lin Chuan to regain his memory.

Second, to free her daughter Lin Rumeng from that strange state.

During their battle in the lower realm, after she and Lin Chuan fought, her two personalities finally merged, and she found the opportunity to ascend.

She could have ascended earlier, but she discovered her daughter was bound by the laws of heaven and earth, unable to ascend together.

At that point she was already in a dilemma.

If she left her daughter in the lower realm, the young, innocent, naïve girl would hardly survive.

Mo Sangyu could only stake everything, exerting all her strength to protect her daughter as they ascended together to the upper realm, yet after the ascent her daughter became a strange condition.

She appeared somewhat dull‑witted.

Mo Sangyu felt that all this must be related to Lin Chuan, the father.

"First let's see how my Mengmeng is doing; my husband dotes on her so dearly, he surely wouldn't let her suffer."

"But we must guard against that wicked woman! And that fox spirit!"

In an instant, Mo Sangyu arrived above the Lin manor.

"What's going on?"

Mo Sangyu sensed an abnormality; above the Lin manor a hazy veil of qi circulation coiled, forming a special protection.

"The Way of Qi Fortune?"

"Is that the wicked woman's doing?"

"Indeed! While I was away, she seduced my husband again—looks like they've moved in together!"

Swish!

Mo Sangyu instantly entered the Hong Yi Mo Zun state.

A mere qi fortune formation naturally could not stop her of the Dao Extreme Realm; in a flash, she arrived inside the Lin Fu.

Her spiritual sense instantly enveloped the entire Lin Fu.

"Huh? What's going on? My husband and that wicked woman aren't here?"

They must have gone out to fool around!

Mo Sangyu stomped her feet in anger, "Lin! Chuan! Actually left Mengmeng alone here, not taking the daughter, but going out to fool around with that wicked woman!"

"Don't let me catch you!"

"This time, no matter what, I will drain you dry!!"

In a fit of anger, Mo Sangyu made an angry decision.

As for the words "If I can't remember you, we shall forget each other in reincarnation," those were said by the blue-skirt Mo Sangyu; what does it have to do with me, the Demon Venerable Mo Sangyu?

After some calculations, Mo Sangyu quickly deduced Lin Chuan's approximate location and tore through space to escape.

……

Long Zu Shu Di, Ba Xia Zhou.

Between heaven and earth, two figures were locked in fierce combat; the former resembled a turtle, named Ba Xia, a bloodline descendant of the union between the Dragon Clan and the Xuanwu Clan.

Her opponent was a black-clad woman with a graceful figure, yet she bore a pair of dragon horns—she was a dragon girl who had awakened the True Dragon bloodline.

Finally, the turtle-shaped Ba Xia suffered defeat and fell to the ground.

"Ye Xue, you've grown stronger again; I'm afraid even the direct descendants of the True Dragon Clan cannot surpass you." The defeated Ba Xia laughed and congratulated.

The True Dragon Clan has always looked down on these mixed-blood of the Dragon Clan.

Now a Half-blood named Ye Xue has arisen, fighting for them; naturally, this is something to be happy about.

"I accept your thanks!" Ye Xue clasped her fists, "My Path of Cultivation has been so smooth thanks to your help."

Ba Xia laughed and said, "As long as you can secure a quota for us mixed-blood at the True Dragon Assembly, everything is worth it."

"I will do my best."

Ye Xue nodded, her expression suddenly changing; a sudden sense arose in her heart, and her eyes revealed an incredulous look.

"Is it him? He's come back?!"

"Who?"

Ba Xia stared blankly, "Who has such influence? To make the ice-cold Ye Xue show this expression?"

No one answered him.

Accompanied by a spatial fluctuation, Ye Xue had vanished without a trace.