Chapter 1336: The Wait of Six Lives

Eastern Wanggu's Heavenly Dao was reforged, thereafter…… one eternal path, ninety-nine continued paths of cultivation.

For Eastern Wanggu, this is merit.

For the myriad races, this is hope.

The path of cultivation, finally continued!

The obsession from the Ancient Spirit Emperor, with the status he once held as Xia Xian, will light a lamp in the darkness before the myriad races.

While dispelling the mist, moving toward the lamp's direction, one can reach the other shore!

"There are still some matters to attend to."

On the azure sky, Xu Qing gazed at the earth, murmuring as he took a step forward.

Zhou Zhengli and the others followed behind, walking with him.

Thus, time passed, three days went by.

During these three days, Xu Qing went to many places.

At the strong clans where the spirits resided, his figure descended one by one.

There were also places where traces of external power seemed to exist, Xu Qing also entered them.

Ultimately, he pulled out almost all the external chess pieces on the surface, one by one.

After doing these, his own fusion of immortal and divine also reached its limit, could not be sustained, and on the evening of the third day, before Ghost Emperor Mountain, he separated.

The divine body shed, merging with the divine essence together.

To a certain extent, the divine body…… can already be regarded as an avatar of the Upper Wasteland.

It is the flesh and blood molded by the Upper Wasteland, now also possessing the Upper Wasteland's divine essence.

Although still connected to Xu Qing in the dark, closely related, there are too many uncertainties in its existence.

That is also why Xu Qing did not let it return to the underground palace.

Instead, he sank into the depths of Eastern Wanggu.

Subsequently, returning to his immortal body, he stood before Ghost Emperor Mountain in this dim daylight, gazing at this vast mountain.

Behind him, Zhou Zhengli and the others followed silently.

As for his front…… on Ghost Emperor Mountain, there is also a person.

That person, sitting cross-legged on the summit of Ghost Emperor Mountain, his clothes somewhat dirty, his expression also weary, is now closing his eyes to contemplate.

"Third Senior Brother."

Xu Qing spoke softly.

The figure sitting cross-legged on Ghost Emperor Mountain is precisely Seventh Grandfather's third disciple, Xu Qing's Third Senior Brother!

Back then, during the Eastern Wanggu catastrophe, Seventh Grandfather entered seclusion, Xu Qing went out, Chen Erniu went to Huangtian, Second Senior Sister guarded Seventh Blood Pupil, while Old Three…… he came to Ghost Emperor Mountain.

He sat cross-legged on the summit.

One sitting, it has been nearly half a Jiazi.

He wants to return, wants to use the power of his past life, to protect the people he cares about in this world.

Because he, is the reincarnation of the Ghost Emperor!

And his relationship with Ghost Emperor Mountain…… Seventh Grandfather obviously knows of it, and in Xu Qing's past memories, traces of it have appeared multiple times.

Back then, the Ghost Emperor, when sitting in meditation to welcome Huangzhou, his three souls became the mountain, his seven corporeal essences became slaughter.

His spiritual power dispersed, nourishing the beings of Huangzhou.

But obviously, his natal essence still remains, scattered with the spirit, perhaps a reincarnation, or perhaps the intervention of external force, causing him to be reborn one day in Huangzhou after many years.

In his youth, he experienced hardship, experienced hatred, and was finally sent to Seventh Blood Pupil by a servant.

He took Seventh Grandfather as his master.

He became Seventh Grandfather's third disciple.

But obviously, there exists an intangible chasm between his past life and present life, wanting to return, wanting to integrate, wanting to retrieve the power of his past life, is not easy.

The three souls do not return, the seven corporeal essences do not move.

The natal essence…… is merely the natal essence.

Thus, Old Three, who has sat on Ghost Emperor Mountain for nearly thirty years, has not succeeded.

Perhaps, if Xu Qing had not returned, then under that Ancient Immortal Calamity, the Ninth Star Ring Black Tower behind Old Three would send aid, allowing him to successfully merge with his past life.

Becoming a chess piece in the Black Tower's layout for a greater Eastern Wanggu.

But at that time, he might no longer be himself.

However, Xu Qing's return and the demarcation ended the Ancient Immortal Calamity, and simultaneously, the Black Tower of the Ninth Star Ring, among the four Divine Sovereigns, is the only one that chose to sever all karma.

Thus, Third Senior Brother…… is free.

At this moment, with the echo of Xu Qing's voice, Old Three, sitting cross-legged on the summit of Ghost Emperor Mountain, slowly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

"Fourth Junior Brother……"

Xu Qing's relationship with this Third Senior Brother, compared to Second Senior Sister and Eldest Senior Brother, is much thinner, their interactions also few, the deepest impression in his memory is when, at Seventh Blood Pupil, that merfolk princess.

At that time, that princess, fleeing her pursuers, entered the dharma vessel of Third Senior Brother, and was then gently strangled to death by Third Senior Brother with a smiling face.

That scene once gave Xu Qing a strong impact.

But precisely because of that, a sense of vigilance arose in his heart, causing him thereafter to have little interaction with him.

Now recalling the past, looking at the present, Xu Qing also feels a sense of sorrow in his heart.

Thus, he took a step forward, appearing on Ghost Emperor Mountain, standing beside Third Senior Brother.

Gazing at the weary expression of Third Senior Brother, Xu Qing spoke softly.

"Third Senior Brother, do you need my help to return to your past life?"

Old Three fell silent, a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes, after a while he shook his head.

"Old Four, do you want to hear my story?"

Xu Qing nodded.

Old Three raised his hand, took out a bottle of old liquor, drank a sip, and spoke hoarsely.

"I was born in this Huangzhou… and after my birth, I originally did not know my relationship with the Ghost Emperor."

"But there has been a voice, constantly calling…"

"The direction it points to is precisely this mountain."

"And as I grew, this call became stronger, and it also gave me a vague sense, as if… this mountain is me."

"Until my master entered seclusion, this voice became more frequent, so I came here."

"You disappeared, and the eldest senior brother also disappeared; I could guess you were going to find a way to help the master, and I also wanted…"

"So I am here, wishing to merge with this mountain; during this process… I saw a black tower."

"That tower told me that these years, the one calling me was not the Ghost Emperor Mountain, but Him; He is calling, He wants my soul, my flesh, my everything, and He promised to protect the Seven Blood Eyes."

"I agreed."

Old Three murmured.

"Actually, I also do not know whether I and the Ghost Emperor Mountain are connected across past and present lives…"

"But I want to try, so with the help of that black tower, I began to merge with the Ghost Emperor Mountain; this process was long, and ultimately, I vaguely saw you, Old Four, I saw you drawing lines in the starry sky."

"I also saw that mysterious black tower, severed its connection with me, and gave me freedom…"

"But…"

Old Three raised his head, looking at Xu Qing.

"At the moment of severance, I discovered that the voice that appeared in my childhood and had been calling me for half my life… was still there!"

"This voice did not come from the black tower at all; even sitting here, I can be certain it is not from the Ghost Emperor Mountain… before that, the black tower deceived me."

"That voice… is coming from that direction…"

Old Three raised his hand, pointing north.

"There is a person there, who has waited for me… for many years…"

Xu Qing followed the direction pointed by his third senior brother, looked north, and his heart surged at this moment.

That is the direction of the Taichu Li You Pillar, that is… the location of the Ghost Cave!

"You ask if I want to merge with the Ghost Emperor; I do not, Old Four, I want to go there, I want to find the source of the calling voice… to meet the one who calls me."

Old Three looked at Xu Qing.

"Good."

Xu Qing raised his hand and waved; instantly, heaven and earth twisted, the void blurred, and in the next moment… his and his third senior brother's figures had already vanished into the Ghost Emperor Mountain.

Upon appearing, they were indeed on the northern tundra of Huangzhou.

Standing in the azure sky.

Amid the howling cold wind, the Taichu Li You Pillar stood towering in the wind and snow, astonishing.

And with the appearance of Xu Qing and Old Three, this enormous Li You Pillar suddenly trembled; the originally dim inscription runes on it instantly brightened one by one.

Finally, the entire Taichu Li You Pillar flashed with dazzling splendor.

But the third senior brother did not pay attention to the anomaly of the Taichu Li You Pillar; his gaze at this moment had no distraction, gathered on the ground.

Precisely speaking, he looked toward… the junction of the Taichu Li You Pillar and the earth!

That is… the entrance to the Ghost Cave!

"These years, the voice constantly calling me, originally was here…"

Old Three's voice trembled slightly; as he murmured, he instinctively raised his hand and pressed against the Taichu Li You Pillar.

As his right hand rose, perhaps due to the continuous fusion with the Ghost Emperor Mountain over these half a century, or perhaps due to the absence of the external influence of the Divine Venerable Black Tower, his connection with this Taichu Li You Pillar became tighter, no longer distorted.

Thus, the Taichu Li You Pillar immediately began to roar.

Amid the shock of the cultivators in the surrounding tents, the Taichu Li You Pillar actually rose slowly under this tremendous sound.

During this process, the tundra trembled!

And the rise of the Taichu Li You Pillar became higher and higher, finally being pulled directly out from the ground!

Soaring and dancing in the air!

The earth was swept by raging winds, howling in all directions; countless tents were lifted up, and the various clan cultivators practicing here also all retreated in shock.

Moreover, some sword-wielders of this place, at this moment, all changed expression, successively rose into the air, wanting to see what had happened.

And on the ground, as the Taichu Li You Pillar rose, a huge and pitch-black opening suddenly appeared!

That opening is precisely… the Ghost Cave!

While waves of cold air seeped out from within, there was also the sound of a woman singing opera, echoing faintly within the Ghost Cave.

"In past life not coming, in afterlife ever-present, cutting the longing, painting dust…"

"In this life wandering, the remainder of life long buried, who in the cycle of rebirth waits…"

The voice is sorrowful and beautiful, like weeping, like lamenting.

As if carrying countless regrets and reluctance from past lives, thread by thread, it blends the confusion of this life and the loneliness of the remainder of life into this melody.

Each character seems to be ground from endless longing and desolation, spinning in this wind and snow, dragging a long tail, like the inseparable, tangled threads of emotion, weaving in heaven and earth a sorrowful yet disconsolate painting.

Letting people seemingly see the various missed opportunities in past lives, those loves sealed in dust by time, can only helplessly turn into dust, scatter in the wind of years, leaving only a faint sorrow lingering around the heart.

Rising and falling…

Beyond the dreams of three lifetimes, old memories hard to change, leaving only lingering thoughts swaying in the wind.

Four lifetimes of sorrowful affection, obsession determines success or failure, tears shed beside the Naihe Bridge platform.

Five lifetimes of empty waiting, fate hard to renew, alone leaning against the cold cave, speaking of the emotional frontier.

Six generations of lonely sorrow, old dreams turned to haze, scattered fragrance—hard to remain……