Chapter 478: The Power of the Three Supreme Kings (3k)

"Hey!"

The hunched-over old man turned his head, startled by the long-haired man who had suddenly appeared before him; that instinctive twitch of his muscles and the dilation of his pupils could not be faked.

With Shiyu's sensory capabilities, he could even easily hear the faint tearing sound of visceral fibers as the other man's heart suddenly contracted at this moment.

As well as the sound of those blood vessel walls vibrating under the impact as a large amount of fresh blood rushed toward the cranium.

The other man was not very lucky; a shock of this magnitude had a significant probability of causing him to suffer a cerebral hemorrhage and die on the spot.

Shiyu stared intently at the man; although he had not specifically learned any mind-reading abilities, when the gap in Spirit attributes was too great, a powerful mind could completely control the other party.

This old man was a completely ordinary person.

He narrowed his eyes, and the old man's body trembled, losing all ability to control his own body.

"Let me take a look and see if that Bai Cangshu is truly your handiwork..."

Shiyu closed his eyes, and scene after scene began to flash by rapidly; it was a summary of an ordinary person's entire life.

A lifetime is too long, and there are always many scenes left in the depths of one's memory, but because the brain has already begun to age, they are usually impossible to retrieve.

At this moment, under the influence of Shiyu's powerful Spirit, the past began to reappear.

The old man trembled all over, and turbid tears began to slide down.

Even for an old fellow like him, who was left in the deep mountains waiting to die, there had been his own magnificent waves in his youth, his own loves and losses; that was the epitome of what a Short-lived Species like humans left behind in just a few decades.

Shiyu had no interest in these things and had no intention of letting the old man savor them; he kept backtracking, kept pursuing memories further forward.

He wanted to see further back!

Finally, he saw the scene he wanted to see.

The old man was still wearing a sleeveless undershirt, working hard to reclaim wasteland, when he saw a basket wrapped in pink velvet cloth drifting in the irrigation ditch next to where he was working.

Out of curiosity, he walked over and fished the basket out.

He lifted the velvet cloth covering the basket; inside was an infant, its hair not yet grown, clearly not many days old.

The old man raised his head, but he saw no one.

This irrigation ditch was not very long, and theoretically, no matter who had left it, he should have been able to see them.

But in the end, he simply had not seen who had abandoned this infant at that time.

The intense Spirit caused the surrounding forest to sway without wind; for a time, the atmosphere in the mountains became eerie and murderous, birds fell silent, and insects and ants vanished.

In the spiritual world of the memory, the old man suddenly turned his head uncontrollably, looking in another direction.

Humans can actually accept far more information than what remains in their impressions, but hindered by their own functions, they are simply unable to read it.

But Shiyu was different; he was fully capable of reading any information he obtained.

At this moment, he was forcibly mobilizing all the information in the brain's memory at that time, piecing together the truth the old man could not see, with his own eyes!

The old man trembled in pain, the veins on his forehead bulging as if they were about to burst the next second.

He scanned his surroundings, looking at the sky the old man had never looked up at before.

There, a man wearing white stand-collar martial attire, with short chestnut hair, stood ten meters in the air with a smile on his face.

Shiyu's pupils constricted; the image in this memory was actually making eye contact with him!

"Heh, as expected, someone would find their way here."

Shiyu's body tensed instantly; this eerie phenomenon gave even him a sense of horror that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

This was not just the eeriness and mystery of power, but also the profoundness of the other party's planning, which far exceeded his expectations.

"Relax a little; this old man is innocent. If you blow his head off like this, it won't count as a good outcome."

Shiyu's mind raced; he quickly realized that the other party had not named anyone specifically; it was very likely that the other party had simply made such arrangements and preparations in advance.

With the abilities and intelligence of those three, it was entirely reasonable that they could guess that one day someone would notice Bai Cangshu's uniqueness and trace it back to this place.

Combined with some fate-related abilities, it was indeed possible to perform operations that were almost like communicating across time and space.

He quickly calmed down, and his intense Spirit dissipated accordingly.

The man who had been making eye contact with him raised his lowered eyelids, his chestnut pupils brewing with a smile.

"Did you think this was a performance we prepared in advance?"

Shiyu's expression stiffened; that hair-raising feeling appeared again. Looking at the way the other party had completely restrained his Arrogance, a huge sense of disparity emerged.

The next moment, the space before him became Empty.

His pupils trembled; that man had already appeared before him.

A finger tapped on the center of Shiyu's brow.

Shiyu felt a prick at the center of his brow, and the next moment was a sensation of time and space reversing; various scenes came flooding back again.

Opening his eyes, he had already left the old man's spiritual world; the old man acted as if nothing had happened, turning around and hunching his body to return to his wooden hut, his movements accompanied by the wheezing sounds peculiar to the elderly.

That was the manifestation of their physical bodies having aged, with every movement accompanied by fatigue and pain.

Shiyu was momentarily dazed; had the other party used their ability to influence him across nearly twenty years of time and space, or had they hidden a power within this old fellow's spiritual world?

Crack, crack...

The sound of light Footwork was already ringing out from over ten kilometers away; that disciplined pace was definitely that of a military profession.

Shiyu knew that his whereabouts had likely been discovered by the Dongxia authorities, and according to his agreement with that person from the Blue Sky, he indeed should not have entered Dongxia territory.

But it didn't matter; he still had about 7 minutes...

No, about 1 minute left.

Shiyu saw a huge plume of smoke, mixed in with the rain and mist among the mountains, moving rapidly through several peaks; it was clearly some not-so-weak Reincarnator searching for him.

Shiyu was unwilling to accept this result and was about to go find the old man, but the next moment, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Shiyu, humans as a species should know when to advance and when to retreat, shouldn't they?"

The voice was mellow and deep, carrying a certain power that could bewilder the mind.

Shiyu, however, was suddenly as if frozen in place.

Although he had lost half of his crown, he could indeed no longer be considered a true supreme powerhouse.

But he had never imagined that a Reincarnator could appear behind him without him being able to perceive it at all.

"Some truths and secrets are like Pandora's box; once opened, there is only disaster, only destruction."

Shiyu turned his head, only to see intense light blooming before his eyes; for a split second, he could see nothing at all.

【You have been affected by the ability of a special unit? Based on your Spirit attribute, you can obtain the following information】

【You have been affected by the Zanpakuto: Kyoka Suigetsu. Now performing a saving throw...】

【Testing...】

【Saving throw failed. You have been affected by Kyoka Suigetsu.】

Impossible!

Shiyu's Spirit vibrated violently. He possessed the 【Eternal Theory】 and should not be affected by any Cognitive Intervention abilities; how could he have fallen for Kyoka Suigetsu?!

"Impossible?"

"Your understanding of power remains at such a superficial level. It seems that among the 【Supreme Powerhouses】 of this generation, there are few who are truly capable."

"Go back, Shiyu. You have no idea how many attempts we have made to deal with that final crisis."

Boom!

A dragon of smoke descended from the sky. Song Xian was completely enveloped in Armament Haki, and as he clenched his right hand, black and red lightning actually swirled around it.

He glared at Shiyu, held up an emblem engraved with characters, and said,

"Based on our agreement with the 【King of Miracles】, Reincarnators exceeding the Third Ladder are not permitted to use their abilities within Dongxia. Please... depart immediately!"

Song Xian gripped that emblem as if it were some kind of Command Spell.

He knew very well that if the person before him truly decided to act, the Reincarnators and the Azure Dragon Squad who had arrived here today would all be annihilated.

The drones of the Vermilion Bird Squad would also be unable to cause much of an impact on such a figure.

Shiyu looked at the white-clothed man who still remained in his field of vision, yet whom Song Xian and the others seemed unable to see at all, and he understood that there was an insurmountable gap between himself and the so-called 【Top Three Kings】.

With an expressionless face, he took one last look at the wooden house, turned around, stepped directly into the clouds and mist, and vanished in an instant.

His trip here was not entirely without gain.

At least he had confirmed that Tao Baibai was indeed a peculiar fellow and one of the backup plans prepared by those three.

He was very curious: if Tao Baibai himself knew of such things, given that fellow's madness, how would he react...

Shiyu flew rapidly above the sea of clouds, and the next moment, he left the range of Song Xian's Jianwense.

Song Xian felt as if he had collapsed from exhaustion. Only after meeting him did he realize the person who had come was 【Shiyu】; he knew very well that the opponent possessed the power to easily destroy a city.

He rubbed his brow, feeling that this world seemed to be teetering on the edge; the strength of Reincarnators was growing ever greater, like bombs ready to detonate at any moment.

No one could be certain what would happen to this world once the order at the highest level of the space collapsed.

Among the Reincarnators of this generation, the power of the Order faction seemed increasingly weak, and he felt very uneasy.

In the space, there were more and more fellows like Tao Baibai. He suddenly remembered the student named Bai Cangshu; that person was likely the type naturally gifted at combat.

Perhaps, he should explore that...

——

Bai Cangshu reappeared in the March Conglomerate's manor, and the butler ordered people to bring over a large amount of food.

Everything belonging to the Li family here had already been moved away. This manor had been gifted directly to Bai Cangshu by Lixianhou, including this group of servants, who were all packed up and left for Bai Cangshu as well.

Bai Cangshu ate a few bites and found that the progress of his Gourmet Cell had not changed much.

He frowned and said,

"Go, bring all the ingredients over. I will cook them myself."

The butler did not understand why, but upon meeting the gaze of this Mr. Bai, he felt a chill in his heart for no reason. He immediately nodded and walked out, beginning to order the various ingredients stored in the kitchen and warehouse to be brought over.

Li Qingzi walked in from outside the manor, turned a blind eye to this scene, and simply said,

"We have successfully recruited over 20 Reincarnators. We can hold the press conference now, right..."

(End of chapter)