Chapter 2225: Once Again Returning to the Fallen Immortal Minor Realm
When the two supremes were neatly dressed and standing in the Boundary Sea, a door appeared in the sky.
A youth in green robes walked out from within.
Behind him, an apple-faced girl followed closely, no longer bearing the terrifying visage that had ruled the Fallen Immortal Realm for hundreds of thousands of years and made countless supremes tremble; instead, she resembled an innocent little girl from the mortal world, inexperienced and easily bullied.
"Pure Yang, long time no see."
The Sun Supreme chuckled sheepishly.
He had thought the Supreme Elder of the Great Sun Sword Immortal had come to confront him, which made him somewhat embarrassed.
In fact, it was nothing of the sort—just a casual catch-up.
"It's been a while, fellow Daoists."
"Looks like you've been doing well."
Jiang Ding said with a smile.
He broadly inspected the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm and felt reassured.
After so many years, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm had developed well; after the passing of the Yang Bone Supreme, the Pure Yang lineage gave birth to a new supreme, and the Yin-Yang lineage, after years of trial and error, finally produced a new supreme—now the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm could be said to have four supremes, truly illustrious.
As for the other immortal sects and quasi-immortal races, they too had developed well.
The new supreme beings Jiang Ding had seen in his previous life—the Heavenly Beast Supreme, the Pill Heaven Supreme, the Heavenly Sword Supreme, and others—had already passed away; a new generation of supremes had risen, the cycle of rebirth in the mortal world was uncertain, and the Fallen Immortal Realm he once knew now bore almost no trace of its former self.
The newly born lives of this era had already forgotten many things.
Jiang Ding had no intention of summoning these immortal sect and quasi-immortal race supremes again.
These supremes could no longer meet with him; the affection accumulated over past ages had been completely exhausted, and there was no need to meet again.
"Still doing alright."
The Sun Supreme scratched his head.
After a while of idle chat, discussing the Dao and the future trends of immortal cultivation, they then went together to pay respects to the former Yin and Yang Supremes, the Yang Bone Supreme, and many patriarchs of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, especially lingering long at the spirit tablets of the Pure Yang Patriarch, the Yin-Yang Patriarch, and the Yin-Yang Sun and Moon Patriarchs.
"We'll meet again next time."
Thereafter, Jiang Ding bade farewell to these two old acquaintances with a wave.
They discussed neither politics nor military matters or combat—just pure reminiscence between old friends.
……
Jiang Ding and Gong Caiyu left the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm and appeared before the Great Dream Sword Domain of the Upper Realm.
A barrier appeared before Jiang Ding, blocking his path; the surrounding space twisted unpredictably, many rules vanished, as if great danger loomed.
Gong Caiyu held her breath.
The Fallen Immortal Realm is extremely special, possessing what is called the Heaven-Earth Barrier!
If the supremes of the Fallen Immortal Realm wish to enter the Upper, Middle, or Lower Realm, they must inevitably pay a heavy price; for many years, no supreme has been exempt—this is an extremely special heavenly rule.
Now,
Sword Immortal, can you exempt yourself from such heavenly law?
Jiang Ding silently gazed at this heaven and earth, at the barrier before him.
He sensed a faint but real dangerous aura, extremely subtle yet truly present.
"Secret,"
"There must be a secret here……"
Jiang Ding Zi muttered.
In his youth, he believed such barriers were naturally formed in the vast thousand worlds, where anything could exist.
But now, he saw traces of human craftsmanship.
Throughout history, perhaps many beings have set up many things in the Fallen Immortal Realm for various reasons, turning it into an extremely dangerous place.
Yet, according to the《Imperial Edicts of the Myriad Laws Emperor》of the Myriad Laws Imperial Clan, that campaign during the prime of the Myriad Laws Ancient Emperor seems not to have been directed toward the Fallen Immortal Realm?
Jiang Ding stared deeply at this place for a long time, then his figure gradually faded.
Now is not the time to investigate.
When the two figures reappeared, they had come to a stretch of starry sky very far from the Fallen Immortal Realm.
This starry sky was extremely desolate, with only a faintly glowing Minor Thousand World, lonely and isolated, surrounded by nothing.
"This is……"
Gong Caiyu's eyes showed a look of surprise.
Hometown.
This is the hometown!
When they were young, they met here and experienced many things.
"Yes,"
"This is it."
As Jiang Ding focused his will, a Law-Isolating Membrane spread out, enveloping both of them.
Thereafter, the two slowly paced forward, entering this small Minor Thousand World without triggering any reaction from its heavenly way, simply walking down from the sky to arrive in a desert.
"Huh?"
"A desert?"
Jiang Ding and Gong Caiyu both blinked in surprise.
Amid the endless yellow sands and terrifying storms blowing, the two faces still resembling those of youths wore expressions of dazed confusion.
In their calculations and memories, this place was clearly the Eastern Spirit Mountain of memory, a forest; back then, Gong Caiyu, pursued by enemies, had met the Supreme Elder of the Great Sun Sword Immortal here.
But here, not only were there no forests, not even mountain peaks remained; in the distant past, this place seemed to have been a lake.
Many traces of the past had completely vanished.
"Young Master, did you miscalculate the position?"
Gong Caiyu felt a little sad.
"No."
"After all, it has been over a million years; even the world has undergone many changes—how could a patch of forest remain forever?"
Jiang Ding let out a soft sigh.
The will of the Sword Immortal, the memories of the Sword Immortal, enveloped heaven and earth, thereby influencing the Dao of Heaven.
This vast expanse of yellow sand began to rewind.
Time seemed to pass thousands, even tens of thousands of years in an instant.
The yellow sands began to retreat, retreat, and in the scene, countless sands piled up and scattered under the storm's influence, scattered and piled again, occasionally some camels, lizards, and similar animals appeared in the scene, occasionally mortals appeared, occasionally cultivators appeared—they were all living beings traveling through the yellow sands, fleeting as a flash.
Everything was retreating.
When time had rewound by about ninety thousand years, the yellow sand terrain finally changed, and a dry lake began to appear on the ground, the lake having shrunk to the size of a pond, surrounded by an endless lakebed, the soil cracked, and many large fish remained as only white bones.
Time continued to rewind, rewind.
The lake in the scene rapidly expanded, expanded, and soon became a boundless lake, a gentle breeze came, ripples spread across the water, and large fish flickered in and out of view in the lake.
Time continued to flow, twenty or so hundred thousand years passed, the lake slowly disappeared, turning into towering snow-capped mountains.
Then another ten or so hundred thousand years, the snow mountains turned into plains, with countless scenes of farming, forestry, herding, and singing, armies marching and conquering, dynasties rising and falling, poets of lyrical and picturesque talent appearing and then turning into graves……
Within this span of over a million years, the changes in this Minor Thousand World were truly significant.
Gradually, as time rewound to its end, a vast mountain forest began to appear before the two, that mountain, that forest, and the image in their memories finally began to overlap.
Dongling Prefecture, Dongling Mountain!
This is their memory, now appearing once again between heaven and earth.
"This is reality."
Jiang Ding spoke softly.
In his thoughts, rolling heavenly and earthly spiritual qi and a large amount of matter surged toward this place, transforming the desert terrain here, causing plants and animals to appear, mountains to appear, rivers to appear, and in the rivers, flowers, birds, insects, and fish appeared—these materials were not created from nothing, but were forcibly moved here by him from other places.
A cultivator, with a single thought, can alter heaven and earth—now it has become reality.
This place now is exactly Dongling Mountain as it was over a million years ago, where he first appeared in this world cluster back then, and now he has returned here once again.
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