Chapter 236: Feng Yan's Mother

"We... won?"

When the dragon shadow vanished, when that world-destroying palm disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The terrifying black screen on the Heavenly Vault vanished immediately.

Sunlight shone upon the faces of the people of the world, lazy and warm.

The world-destroying Buddha was gone, and the projection on the Heavenly Vault vanished immediately.

Some people hugged and wept, some laughed heartily, and some stood on their heads.

Qian Miaomiao looked at the Heavenly Vault, the final scene still imprinted in her mind.

Gods were falling one after another, and that Divine Dragon collided with the World-Destroying Palm.

Both vanished immediately, with only a single dragon roar still echoing.

The black screen disappeared; had the world-destroying fiend perhaps been stopped?

What about that dragon?

Qian Miaomiao turned to A Qing, her face filled with extreme anxiety: "Is Feng Yan alright?"

A Qing clearly knew more.

Zhu Yan, who was always calm and composed, also looked at A Qing, very concerned.

"The Dragon Emperor... is not yet Ninth Tier.

To take a Ninth Tier palm strike head-on... he is surely dead." A Qing closed her eyes, "He used his own dragon body to take this strike on behalf of the world."

"How could this be!" Qian Miaomiao's figure swayed, her face turning deathly pale in an instant.

Before, when the dragon shadow on the Heavenly Vault and the World-Destroying Palm disappeared together, she had already had a premonition.

Yet, when she truly received this answer, she still could not accept it.

The greatest crisis was gone, and the youth of the past had also vanished like smoke.

Qian Miaomiao hugged her worn-out radio, her eyes filled with endless bewilderment.

Jiuzhou.

The smile on the nightingale's face vanished; she, who had always been lively, became quiet at this moment.

She naturally understood what that final scene represented.

When the news that the Dragon Emperor was still alive was confirmed, the nightingale had once fantasized about the scene of meeting the legendary Dragon Emperor.

At that time, the Dragon Emperor would surely be mighty and extraordinary, stepping on auspicious clouds, draped in colorful mist, imposing and mighty, yet carrying a hint of scholarly grace.

She would be in the crowd, secretly observing that great man.

However, she had never imagined that the first time she saw the Dragon Emperor, it would be under these circumstances.

The Dragon Emperor led a million gods to fight the world-destroying fiend.

In the end, he used his powerful dragon body to take that world-destroying palm strike on behalf of the Three Realms.

"The Dragon Emperor is still that same Dragon Emperor." Li Xiaocang sighed, "I wonder if the Dragon Emperor found that old friend on the South Sea; if..."

Women are full of melancholy; what she thought of was not the life or death of the Dragon Emperor, but rather the worry that the Dragon Emperor might not have seen that old friend from the past in the end.

That would be too regrettable.

The world returned to its former appearance.

The identity of the Divine Dragon who fought the world-destroying fiend on the Heavenly Vault also became known to the world.

That person was none other than the Dragon Emperor of Jiuzhou.

Countless citizens of Jiuzhou were moved, and countless citizens of Jing Country were stirred.

Among them, another layer of the Dragon Emperor's identity was also released after discussion.

It was none other than Feng Yan of Ge'en City, Feng Yan of the Dark Light Academy.

That high and lofty god, that majestic and martial Dragon Emperor, had once lived among them.

Ge'en City instantly became a highly sought-after city.

Countless transcendentals came to Ge'en City.

Among the former Spiders, some also suddenly awakened.

When the demon race of the Lingyun Demon Cave disappeared back then, was it the handiwork of the Dragon Emperor?

Only in this way could it be clearly explained.

Time flew by; three years of time had not washed away people's memories.

Jing Country seemed to have returned to a state of peace and tranquility.

However, occasionally, passersby would stop their steps and look at the Heavenly Vault.

They wanted to see if the god who fought for the world, and that powerful Divine Dragon, would appear in the sky.

Would their hero return?

Tianlong Temple.

Jian Fang took off her eye mask; she sat on a rattan chair, her hands holding a book-shaped stone carving, a look of pain appearing in her eyes.

"Feng Jun... Feng Yan... who exactly is his mother?"

In these three years, Jian Fang's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

She had originally thought that she could save Feng Yan.

Unexpectedly, it was Feng Yan who saved her, and saved this world.

She even doubted whether Feng Yan was truly the child of Feng Shanyue.

Of course, none of this was important.

Regardless, Feng Yan was the child she had raised.

Feng Jun's hair was somewhat messy, and she looked a bit deranged.

She looked at Jian Fang, a smile in her eyes: "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

Feng Jun sighed softly.

She had never imagined that her eldest brother's son would actually be the Dragon Emperor of Jiuzhou, and not only that, but also the mysterious alchemist who saved the fate of the Feng Clan.

Was it time-space travel?

Or perhaps?

Was everything predestined?

She had sat here in silence for a long time, yet she still did not understand.

As for Feng Yan's mother... Feng Jun had been very surprised at first.

Now, having witnessed Feng Yan's great battle against the World-Destroying Fiend, Feng Jun felt that she could accept anything.

"It really is..." Jian Fang closed her eyes, the shock in her heart unable to subside for a long time, and finally, she spat out that one word.

"Ghost..."

Feng Jun smiled without saying a word.

The origin of the Ghost was extremely mysterious.

This kind of creature was different from other living beings.

Other living beings reproduced and grew, experiencing childhood, youth, and old age.

The Ghost could not reproduce; the form it had at birth was its future form.

Most astonishingly, when a Ghost was born, it came with its own cultivation and even its own clothing.

They were born of heaven and earth.

It was as if they were... living a life once more.

Only, they lacked the memories of the past.

The Ghost, being born of heaven and earth, naturally could not truly reproduce.

Yet, Feng Yan had appeared.

"There is nothing absolute in the world; all things are possible," Feng Jun sighed.

Beside her, Jian Fang nodded.

She glanced at the stone-carved ancient book in her hand, her expression complex.

The "Tulu Ancient Book" recorded that in the year 1342 of Jing Country, the Black Screen descended, and the World-Destroying Fiend appeared in the world.

Jing Country was destroyed, Qiyuan World ceased to exist, all living beings perished, and for those who practiced the New Method, their spirits were also stripped away.

Among them, when the World-Destroying Palm destroyed the world, a red light appeared within the Ghost Domain and attacked the World-Destroying Palm, but it was of no avail and ended in failure.

Most of the events recorded in the "Tulu Ancient Book" had already occurred, but the ending had already changed.

And beyond that, it was a blank space.

No one knew what the fate of Qiyuan World would be, or where it would head.

"Do you think Feng Yan... is still alive?" Jian Fang looked at Feng Jun, her voice trembling.

Feng Yan was her only relative in this world.

Feng Jun was silent for a long time before saying: "Perhaps... he is still alive."

"Mm." Jian Fang nodded.

She had to cultivate.

She had to become a god!

She had to go to Shenxu to take a look and see if Feng Yan was still there!

An unknown place, an unknown time.

Pitch black, lonely, and desolate.

A ruined dragon body and a palm shattered into pieces hung horizontally in the Void.

Suddenly, the dragon body moved.

Consciousness returned at this moment.

"Is this the Ninth Tier?"

In Lin Chao's eyes, there was still a sense of shock even now.

The Ninth Tier was simply too powerful.

He felt somewhat fortunate to have been able to catch the World-Destroying Palm.

According to the realms, he was already infinitely close to the Ninth Tier.

However, he was ultimately not at the Ninth Tier.

But, having transformed into a dragon body, his status had received a partial blessing.

That was why he was able to take that palm strike head-on.

It was just that, at this moment, his... condition was not very good.

One might even say... Very Poor.

His consciousness could fade at any moment, sinking into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it might be many tens of thousands of years later.

(End of this chapter)