Chapter 688: The existence of the previous era, Fushi

The man wore a black hood, and with a single axe, he felled a Great Ascension Venerable of the evil spirits. He also destroyed no less than a hundred Evil God Light turrets!

The presence of Old Man Crossing the World had already begun to influence the local dynamics of the battlefield beyond the boundary. Yet, no one had ever seen his true face, only heard his majestic celestial voice.

But one thing was certain: he was definitely a cultivator from the grand world!

His terrifying strength left cultivators of all clans in awe. Some powerful individuals attempted to track him down, but all efforts were in vain.

Eventually, a tacit understanding formed: this person clearly did not wish to reveal himself, so it was best not to pursue him.

The battlefield beyond the boundary was vast and boundless; no one knew where he might appear next. As long as he wasn't an enemy, that was enough.

On the ground of one battlefield, several cultivators were recovering their mana, casually chatting:

"I wonder what race this Old Man Crossing the World belongs to. A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to witness him in action, slaying a Great Ascension Venerable of the evil spirits!"

"Is that true?!"

...

Their eyes were filled with envy and admiration. If he truly was a Tribulation Crossing Heavenly Sovereign, his status would be incredibly high.

He stood almost at the pinnacle of the immortal path in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, overlooking countless cultivators from myriad clans, a truly transcendent figure.

With their Void Refinement phase cultivation, they couldn't even begin to imagine the heavenly abilities of such a senior, only daring to discuss him in hushed tones.

They dared not speak of or even think about those immortal kings of the immortal kingdoms.

At this moment, their gaze fell on a timid young man not far away, who was like a frightened bird. He was refining the body of an evil spirit, his eyes full of vigilance and fear.

"Tian Yun, if you find the battlefield beyond the boundary uncomfortable, you should leave early."

A cultivator spoke in a deep voice, with the demeanor of a senior, "Now that strong individuals from various clans have entered the battlefield, your Divine Transformation phase cultivation is somewhat unsuitable for this place. It would be better to temper your mind in the grand world before returning to the battlefield beyond the boundary."

After speaking, he looked towards Tian Yun's side... There was a solitary grave, inscribed with "Tomb of Tian Yun," written in the blood of evil spirits, with the tombstone made from the bones of evil spirits.

Their gazes carried a strange meaning. Tian Yun had truly understood the concept of using local materials.

Every ten thousand miles, he would construct a tombstone for himself, so that his fellow disciples could find his remains...

Tian Yun slowly turned his head, his peripheral vision still warily watching the distant sky, and gave a sheepish smile: "Senior Wu, if this great battle doesn't end, I can't go back... This is the sect's training."

"What a joke! I wonder which sect would let their Divine Transformation disciple use the battlefield beyond the boundary as a training ground?!"

The cultivator with the surname Wu sneered, full of disdain, "Tian Yun, if I'm not mistaken, your sect probably wants you to die here. Such a sect is not worth returning to!"

As he finished speaking, the others around him also focused their gazes. Surviving until the end of the battle beyond the boundary would take at least ten thousand years, something even they dared not imagine.

Tian Yun was a small rogue cultivator they encountered on the road, rescued from a pile of corpses at the bottom of a rift valley created by an Evil God Light bombardment, and had followed them for a while.

He was diligent and uncomplaining along the way, an inexperienced and honest cultivator, so they brought him along in the dangerous battlefield beyond the boundary.

"Senior Wu, it's fine." Tian Yun chuckled foolishly. He had already followed several groups of cultivators along the way, but never encountered the first group he had followed, "The sect would never harm me."

"Tian Yun, which sect are you a disciple of? I wonder which celestial domain's great sect it is. I'm curious to hear."

A woman spoke with a sarcastic smile, having no good impression of Tian Yun's sect, casually asking.

"Senior, it's not a great sect, just a small one." Tian Yun's clear eyes brightened slightly, seemingly not hearing their dissatisfaction with his sect, "It's called Fu Shi!"

Fu Shi Sect?!

The group exchanged glances, looking puzzled, having never heard of this sect, not even a bit of reputation.

With the current speed of information transmission in the grand world, even a hidden great sect could create some explosive news for cultivators of various clans to gossip about.

But this sect was clearly an obscure little sect, misleading its disciples!

"I see." The group nodded perfunctorily, no longer persuading Tian Yun, seeing that he had deep feelings for his sect.

"Tian Yun, I am heading to the South Qingzhou Domain of the battlefield beyond the boundary. Major news has arrived from the celestial compass; the Heavenly Melody Immortal Kingdom's Artifact Heavenly Sovereign is going to refine the grand world's territory there. We won't stay here any longer."

The cultivator with the surname Wu looked deeply in a certain direction, "Cultivating immortality is not easy. Take care of yourself, and don't become food for the evil spirits. If fate allows, you can visit us at the Star Plucking Sect in the Celestial Sky Domain."

The group also stood up, beginning to summon their treasure boat. The South Qingzhou Domain had great opportunities, which naturally couldn't be missed, but they needed to follow the military court's cultivators to fight their way there, making it very dangerous.

"I will remember!" Tian Yun took a few steps back, solemnly cupping his hands in a bow, sincerely saying, "I will never forget the great kindness of you seniors."

"Hehe, young friend Tian Yun, it's not a great kindness, just a bit of fate in the battlefield beyond the boundary. Fellow Daoists, let's go."

A calm voice sounded, and the treasure boat instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared, very gracefully and elegantly.

Tian Yun's black hair draped over his back as he looked wistfully into the distant sky, sighing softly: "So this is the cultivators of this era... Whether it's Chen Xun and his fellow Daoists or Senior Wu and his group, they all have the spirit of immortality in their hearts."

His eyes dimmed a bit as he looked at the terrifying battle raging across the sky and the countless cultivators charging forward from all directions. It seemed fervent and extraordinary, yet it filled him with loneliness, once again alone...

Tian Yun thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile, then suddenly shivered, exclaiming in shock: "Hey, where is the Celestial Sky Domain?! Where is the Star Plucking Sect?! How do I get there?!"

He carried a wooden medicine case on his back, looking around in confusion, then started running again, grabbing an evil spirit's corpse as he left, as he hadn't finished refining it yet.

The spirit stones of this era contained an incredible amount of spiritual power, and Evil Marrow Crystals could be exchanged for spirit stones, so they couldn't be wasted.

Tian Yun's figure gradually merged into the myriad clans of charging cultivators, becoming inconspicuous.

...

In the deep space of the chaotic void, on a fragment of a star.

Here, faint starlight shimmered, carrying an ancient and timeless aura, like the end of all things, remnants left after the world shattered, with no spiritual qi or vitality, only disorderly paths interwoven.

Little Crane and Little Chi were in seclusion here, while the Filthy Longevity Turtle lazily kept its eyes on the meditating Little Crane. Black Bull was setting up a Five Elements Array to extract the evil spirit crystals.

"Moo."

Black Bull let out a low moo, looking into the distance. Chen Xun had said he wanted to refine an immortal puppet alone and not to disturb him. The massive amount of Evil Marrow Crystals they had collected over the years was enough to squander.

It had some concerns in its eyes. Chen Xun's mindset seemed to have shifted again over the years, but he hadn't told it what had happened, and it couldn't guess either.

"Moo moo~" Black Bull snorted, its eyes revealing a simple honesty, and continued setting up the array. Third sister and Little Chi still needed its protection.