Chapter 609: The New Tianyi of the Earth Immortal Realm

“Is the reason that elder came to this world related to your great enemy?”

“It is related to Him.” Xu Xing replied bluntly, “More precisely, to His kind.”

“Like the Beast God Clan?”

“There are similarities.”

The Beast God Clan is the enemy race of the human race in the Earth Immortal Realm; the Cang Clan is the enemy race of the human race in the Tai Xuan Realm.

And both once ruled as absolute masters of their worlds for a time.

As for the differences:

Although the Beast God Clan dominated the Earth Immortal Realm for a hundred thousand years, that dominance occurred only after Beast God An defeated Xi and was assimilated by Tianyi, becoming Tianyi Immortal.

Before that, both the Beast God Clan and the human race were dominant races in the Earth Immortal Realm.

But the Cang Clan…

Since their birth, they have been the sole ruling race of the Tai Xuan Realm!

“As for more details, it is not something you should know yet.”

This is not for you to know.

Xu Xing phrased it in a relatively gentle way.

“Any other questions?”

“… ” Xi Li paused, then slightly shook her head, “No.”

Some answers she sought did not need to be asked—she had already understood them from the previous conversation.

As for the rest…

Since she had decided to ascend, it was better to witness them herself—only then would the answers hold true meaning.

Hearing this, Xu Xing said no more.

He vanished as suddenly and without warning as he had appeared.

Xi Li froze, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

In truth, beyond asking a few questions, she had wanted to say something else…

The elder departed far too abruptly.

And though she had witnessed the entire scene, she had not sensed how he left at all.

It was the same when she first met him.

Nearly two thousand years have passed; she had thought their gap might have narrowed.

But now, even as one of the Earth Immortal Realm’s topmost Reversal to Perfection cultivators, the distance between her and the elder remained immeasurable…

With a helpless smile, Xi Li turned to gaze into the distance; the rainbow refracted by ice crystals shimmered in her ice-blue, clear eyes.

“I never expected to meet the elder under such circumstances…”

Though many years had passed, legends of the “Sword Ancestor” still circulated throughout the Earth Immortal Realm.

Many knew that it was a being called the “Sword Ancestor” who appeared in the Earth Immortal Realm and brought hope to its human race.

The “Cutting Law Concealing Heaven Art,” which played a decisive role during the human race’s period of concealment, continued to exert immense influence even during the subsequent war.

Yet there was one thing about the Sword Ancestor that only she knew.

“Xu Xing…”

That was the Sword Ancestor’s true name.

When she and her brother were cornered by a Beast God Clan hunting party, it was the elder who rescued them.

At that time, he had said his name was “Xu Xing.”

She had assumed it was common knowledge, only later realizing everyone knew only his honorific title.

When compiling the Annals of the Earth Immortal Realm, she hesitated for a time, but ultimately chose not to reveal it.

Even she did not fully understand why…

Xi Li gazed across the entire Cold Moon Sword Palace, her thoughts drifting further and further away.

Perhaps it was because she had seen again the one who once gave her hope,

recalling how she and her brother once starved, fleeing desperately every day,

then later, the hardships of her cultivation path, step by step.

Scenes from the past kept rising before her eyes.

Two thousand years of memories condensed into a quiet sigh in her heart.

Compared to the vast majority of people in this world, she had already been fortunate…

“Immortal Realm…” Xi Li whispered softly.

What kind of world was it truly?

…

…

The next morning.

Though the pale gray of the distant sky had not yet fully faded, a streak of light, like a meteor ablaze, pierced the heavens.

Soon after, several more beams of trailing light converged from all directions, joining the first to head toward a canyon.

Though night’s shadow still clung to the horizon and dawn’s light remained faint,

on both sides of the canyon’s entrance stood rows of Cold Moon Sword Palace disciples clad in blue-and-white martial attire.

Because their path leaned toward the “Yin” attribute, the flow of their magic power caused a thin layer of frost to form on the ground and vegetation around the canyon.

Beyond that, no other decorations were present.

This was not because the Cold Moon Sword Palace undervalued the event.

Rather…

Who could have anticipated that the palace mistress would suddenly advance the ascension date?

They had only just begun discussing it, yet yesterday she suddenly announced she would ascend the next day…

With only half a day to prepare, any arrangements would be superficial—and exhausting.

So they simply abandoned such formalities.

After all, cultivators follow the Dao of Heaven and Earth; true cultivation lies in stillness and naturalness—avoiding unnecessary displays aligns perfectly with the essence of cultivation!

Exactly!

That’s right!

The Cold Moon Sword Palace disciples lining the canyon’s entrance kept reassuring themselves, watching the streaks of light streaking across the sky.

Soon, the blazing meteor-like aura arrived first near the canyon.

Boom—!

Fire struck the ground, surging heat waves radiating outward; the thin frost around the canyon entrance instantly melted.

Steam rose in misty clouds, sweeping away the morning chill!

The newcomer wore a long golden-white gown, its hem flowing far behind.

As she stepped from the dissipating flames, the hem drifted slowly downward, like a swaying golden flame.

It was Fu Mu.