Chapter 616

“So that’s how it is.”

After hearing everything Xu Xing had done during his journey to the Ancient Tai Xuan Heaven, the Meizu ’s smile faded, and his expression grew more serious.

Then he voiced his own confusion.

“But why did ‘Heaven’ appear in the Ancient Tai Xuan Heaven?”

Since Xuan clearly knew Brother Dao’s identity as the ‘Heaven’s Calamity.’

Then, having witnessed all that transpired in the ancient era, Heaven itself should also be aware of this.

If so, the question arises.

Knowing full well that its appearance would make Brother Dao sense the existence of the ‘Ancient Tai Xuan Heaven,’ Heaven still chose to manifest…

“Heaven should be well aware that this act would make the Cang Clan’s situation even more dire,” the Meizu frowned. “What benefit could that possibly bring to It?”

Could it really bring no benefit at all?

“Not necessarily,” Xu Xing said, gazing at the seven-colored radiance bound before him.

“We don’t yet know what Gu thought, but Xuan’s intentions are clear enough—It would never deliberately accelerate Heaven’s revival.”

“In fact, Xuan itself holds great wariness toward Heaven.”

“Perhaps Heaven realized this, and deliberately appeared to further worsen the Cang Clan’s plight, forcing Gu and Xuan to find a way to awaken It from its slumber.”

Yet as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xing frowned and shook his head to himself.

“But if that were truly its goal, It should have chosen a better method…”

If Heaven’s purpose were indeed this, it should have used it as leverage—not directly appeared to draw him to the Ancient Tai Xuan Heaven.

Although worsening the Cang Clan’s condition somewhat might pressure Gu and Xuan,

if it worsened too drastically, it wouldn’t be good for Heaven either—humanity would never allow Its revival, and Heaven’s only hope lies with the Cang Clan.

Upon hearing this, the Meizu fell silent.

Indeed, from any perspective, Heaven’s sudden manifestation was deeply suspicious.

Just as the two were pondering this…

“Perhaps we can find clues in that ‘past’ inscribed with true history.”

In a soft voice, threads of cause and effect wove together, forming beside Xu Xing a graceful woman, her beauty as serene as autumn waters, a white veil covering her eyes.

Yuanjun.

As one of the few True Immortals who could move freely, she had come upon sensing the situation.

She glanced casually at the Meizu , showing no sign of surprise, then sat down beside Xu Xing on the other side.

The Meizu snorted but said nothing.

“Brother Dao, please release the swordlight binding it.”

Xu Xing paused, then nodded.

“Alright.”

At once, the crimson swordlight binding the seven-colored radiance began to withdraw, dissolving into fine threads of red light.

Soon, as the crimson light vanished entirely, only the seven-colored radiance remained before them, writhing restlessly like a living thing.

“Be careful—it won’t stay still,” the Meizu warned.

The ‘past’ inscribed with true history should not exist in the present world.

Left unattended, it would vanish soon due to the self-correcting nature of time and space.

“You don’t need to remind me.”

Yuanjun spoke softly, gently pointing a finger toward the radiance before her.

Hum~

A soft hum echoed—the restless seven-colored radiance froze instantly, ripples like water spreading outward from its center…

The ripples expanded, leaving faint glimmers in their wake, forming a blurred image before the three.

It was a grand hall forged from infinite ages.

Countless lights and shadows crowded within the hall, then exploded in an instant.

Yet in the image summoned by Yuanjun, most of the lights and shadows were void—only the cold, stern presence shrouded in boundless chaos remained clearly visible.

Tai.

The utterly fallen Tai had lost the ‘unseeable’ trait of an Immortal Ancestor.

“What can we learn from this?” the Meizu frowned.

“It’s not just this.”

Yuanjun raised her hand; her long, pale fingers were entwined with threads of cause and effect.

“I need to borrow Brother Dao’s identity.”

Xu Xing immediately understood and grasped her hand.

She intended to use the identity of the ‘Heaven’s Calamity’ to reconstruct what Heaven had done at that time.

Indeed!

Part of the ‘void’ in the image before them rapidly filled with color.

There stood a figure indistinguishable from ordinary Cang Clan members—face exquisitely perfect, eyes of seven colors filled with indifference.

Heaven.

Though merely a phantom, It suddenly gained will, lifting Its head to gaze calmly ahead.

“Hurry.”

At those words, the entire image was swallowed by spreading ‘void,’ leaving only a wisp of seven-colored radiance darting into the distance.

That was all that had happened.

Though much remained unclear, it was obvious from the image that Heaven’s words, “Hurry,” were directed at Gu.

Hurry?

The three remained silent for a long while. These two simple words revealed little.

“This is strange.”

Another voice suddenly spoke.

Hongzun.

This time, only the voice came—no body.

Xu Xing was not surprised.

Although only the Meizu and Yuanjun had come in person,

everyone else, except his sister who was in seclusion, had turned their attention toward Jianzong the moment they sensed anomalies at the Starfront battlefield.

The Meizu had simply arrived first.

“What insight does Hongzun have?” Ba Zun’s voice echoed.

Hongzun had once been Heaven’s most favored one; among human True Immortals, none understood Heaven better than him.

“You may have noticed nothing,” Hongzun paused, then continued, “but to me, Heaven deliberately waited for a moment when Xuan was not paying attention to the Ancient Tai Xuan Heaven.”

Deliberately waited for a moment when Xuan was not paying attention to the Ancient Tai Xuan Heaven?

“Could it be that the shameless thing called Heaven and the self-righteous fool Gu are still in cahoots?”

That was clearly You’s joke.

But the remark sounded oddly off…

“I don’t know the details, but there’s definitely a major issue between Gu and Heaven.”

“Hmm…” You paused thoughtfully. “If we told Xuan the old bastard about this, would it spark conflict between them?”

You really do have strategic thinking.

“We could try,” Xu Xing said, “but the effect would likely be minimal.”

The Cang Clan now teeters on the brink of utter ruin; even if Xuan learned of this, It would never break ties with Gu.

“Could Huo Dao You use this as a foundation to sow discord in Xuan’s mind?” Dan Zu also spoke up.

Huo: “...”

After a long silence, a reply came.

“Impossible.”