Chapter 542: Chenxiang: Splitting the Heavenly Court, a Convenient Task

"Ignite, Lamp!"

"Open the Heavens!"

Chenxiang held the Lotus Lantern in his left hand and the Opening Heaven Divine Axe in his right.

He used his vital blood to ignite the Lotus Lantern, then merged his body with it. Borrowing the power of Human-Lamp Unity, he swung the Opening Heaven Divine Axe, striking toward the Five-Colored Stone.

An axe shadow comparable to Huashan cleaved out, splitting Huashan completely in two, and even piercing through the Five-Colored Stone.

Chenxiang's breathing grew heavy as he waited nervously for the Five-Colored Stone's reaction.

Everyone held their breath, their gazes all fixed upon the Five-Colored Stone.

"Clatter—"

The Five-Colored Stone emitted the sound of subtle cracks, and soon, piece after piece of the Five-Colored Stone fell onto the mountain.

The Heavenly Law flew out from the Five-Colored Stone and ascended to the sky.

Chenxiang immediately swung the Opening Heaven Divine Axe again.

"Godmother."

"Chenxiang has come to fetch you."

He flew upward, using the Opening Heaven Divine Axe to clear the path, and flew into the Heavenly Law.

Sun Wukong and the others felt their throats bob nervously, and their palms were slick with sweat.

Time ticked by second by second; the Heavenly Law had already flown up to the Heavenly Court, yet Chenxiang had not returned.

"This won't do."

Nezha truly could not wait any longer and wanted to fly to the Heavenly Court.

Even if it meant burning the Heavenly Law day and night, he would burn through it to bring back Tang An's Primordial Spirit.

"Third Brother."

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian grabbed Nezha from the left and right, "Have you forgotten what Master instructed? We must not act impulsively again."

Nezha gripped their arms in return, "Monkey Brother, Second Brother."

"The moment to save her is right before us. It's not that I don't trust Chenxiang; I'm afraid she has no will to survive and won't be willing to follow Chenxiang out."

"That is why I must go find her. No matter what, I have to bring her out."

"Otherwise I... I..."

He truly did not know what he would do in the future. Everything had ended, and Tang An had finally fulfilled her wish, but he did not know how he would get through the days to come.

In those years when Tang An was not by his side, he fought battles across the land; when had he ever cared about his own life or death? To him, that was nothing but a worthless life.

But she came. It was she who redeemed his past and led him out of the shackles of the heart-knot that had trapped him for thousands of years.

She even let him experience the feeling of being cared for, being cherished, and being protected behind someone.

It was she who gave him that long-lost sense of belonging—a home.

He had finally felt that he had a home, and he could not lose it again.

"Monkey Brother, Second Brother."

"I beg you, let me go."

"I dare not imagine how to face days without her in the future."

"I can't stand it, I will go mad..."

Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian, "Master belongs to the three of us. How could the matter of saving Master be left to Brother Nezha alone?"

"Even if it means smashing through the Heavenly Court and trampling the Lingxiao Palace, I, Old Sun, will bring Master back."

Yang Jian was the most steady-tempered of the three.

He knew that the most important thing right now was to wait—to wait for Chenxiang to come out and for Chenxiang to bring back Tang An's Primordial Spirit.

But at this moment, even he could not remain steady.

The chance to save Tang An was right before them; if he delayed the best opportunity because of hesitation now, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Fine."

Yang Jian summoned the Kaishan Axe, "Fine!"

"Even if we have to snatch her, we will snatch Master back!"

Seeing this situation, the Jade Emperor did not even dare to breathe loudly.

He looked toward the Three Pure Ones, but it was clear the Three Pure Ones had no intention of standing on his side.

In other words, the fact that Tongtian Jiaozhu had not yet made a move was already something he should be burning incense to thank the heavens for.

After all, if a Saint made a move, his Lingxiao Palace would not be able to withstand even a single strike.

"Master!"

"Purifying World Green Lotus!"

Chenxiang darted out from the clouds, and cradled in his arms was none other than Tang An's Primordial Spirit, shattered beyond recognition.

Seeing this scene, the Jade Emperor was almost more excited than the three of them.

Yet, just as he was rejoicing that the Heavenly Court had finally escaped a disaster, he suddenly could not laugh anymore.

Because when Chenxiang saved Tang An just now, he had conveniently split the Heavenly Court open...

Hmm...

When Sun Wukong and the others were overjoyed and used the Purifying World Green Lotus to retrieve Tang An's shattered Primordial Spirit,

the most shattered person became the Jade Emperor.

So, whether it was family-inherited or ancestor-inherited, it was all the same routine of causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, wasn't it?

Huashan, Bamboo House.

As all the dust settled, Tang An's shattered Primordial Spirit merged with her consciousness, finally reforming her basic Primordial Spirit shape.

Although that Primordial Spirit remained transparent to the point of nothingness, at the very least there was a conviction supporting them, allowing the lives of those few to finally return to tranquility.

The Huashan that had originally been split open had, naturally, long since been closed back up by Yang Jian.

In the Bamboo House that Tang An had always longed for, there were the figures of the three of them, who had remained stationed there year after year.

The order of the Three Realms had already been restored to normal during that Great Tribulation.

Ziwei Dijun returned to his position, and the Great Tang was pushed forward by the rolling torrent of history.

The Jade Emperor was finally at ease, knowing that the three of them would have to remain in seclusion for several thousand years and would not come to stir up trouble in his Heavenly Palace at every turn.

Bai Qi, leading a million underworld soldiers, held a post in the Heavenly Court while also serving under the Saint Houtu Niangniang.

However, these were all idle positions; after all, the Three Realms were already stable, and there were no more wars to fight.

The sun set behind the western mountains.

The light of dusk shone into the Bamboo House, where Nezha leaned against the Purifying World Green Lotus, as if two figures were leaning back-to-back.

Only, Nezha no longer possessed his former high spirits, leaving behind only endless desolation. In those world-weary eyes, there was only an ever-deepening longing.

Suddenly, a small knife appeared in his hand, and he woodenly, as if feeling no pain, cut toward his own heart.

As the heart blood flowed out, Nezha cast a spell to remove the scent of blood, leaving only the essence of the heart blood to merge into the Purifying World Green Lotus.

He had discovered by chance that the Purifying World Green Lotus, upon absorbing his blood, was beneficial to Tang An's Primordial Spirit.

Although that benefit was infinitesimal, day after day, over the course of thousands of years, it would always be of some help to Tang An.

"Third Brother, why must you suffer so?"

Yang Jian walked in, holding a tray in one hand, "The wine you wanted."

Nezha picked up the wine and drank it, though in truth, it was all a deception.

Inside, it was not wine at all, but merely water kept in a wine pot.

He feared that drinking alcohol would affect his heart blood, yet he suffered from having nowhere to vent the bitterness in his heart, so he could only deceive himself that what he was drinking was wine.

"Second Brother, haven't you and Wukong also never left Huashan?"

It was not just Nezha who had not left; Yang Jian and Sun Wukong also dared not easily leave Huashan.

They were all afraid, afraid that Tang An's Primordial Spirit might suffer some further mishap or undergo any more risks.

Nezha kept watch inside the house, while they kept watch outside the house, keeping watch within the mountains.

In short, hundreds of years passed in the snap of a finger, and none of them had ever departed.

Outside, Jiuyue utilized all the power of the Qingqiu Fox Clan to continue collecting every Spirit Grass and Pill beneficial to Tang An.

At the same time, she was also practicing a Forbidden Technique of the fox clan, hoping to master it as soon as possible so she could awaken Tang An's consciousness sooner.

"Second Brother, look."

Nezha took out an object, and his face finally gained a bit of the vitality of a living person.