Chapter 793: Fatherly Kindness and Filial Piety

The turbulent flow of the void.

Boundless and endless, with countless worlds hidden within.

Here, there are profound and terrifying black holes capable of devouring everything.

There are also clusters of meteorites, some floating without support, others solidified like mountain peaks.

And if one can break through the void barrier, one can even see individual small worlds.

Yang Pan piloted a replica of the Artifact of Creation, weaving through the turbulent void.

Looking closely, Yang Pan's aura was weak, his complexion pale to the extreme.

The replica he piloted could originally be considered a top-tier magical treasure, a rare find. But there were cracks on the hull, as if it had been struck by something deeply buried.

Yang Pan looked back from time to time, his face revealing a lingering fear.

Boom!!

Just at this moment, from the other end of the turbulent void, a loud sound came, and a vast, mighty force surged over, causing the entire turbulent void to shake.

Accompanying it was a clear, bright voice, traveling from afar.

"Father, Imperial Father, Your Majesty... why do you run so fast? You make it so hard for your son to find you. Without paying attention, you've actually run this far."

Yang Pan jumped, a trace of fear appearing in his eyes.

He looked back, but did not see the figure of Yu Liancheng.

"True wicked obstacle... truly like a maggot on the bone."

Yang Pan's face was so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it: "He hasn't caught up yet; he is merely using some kind of Dao technique to transmit his voice through the void to disturb my mind."

"Imperial Father, come out. You are old; it is time to abdicate and yield to the worthy. You and I are of the same blood; pass the throne to me, and I will not bring shame upon you."

"Oh, apologies, Imperial Father, my avatar didn't know his own strength and actually beat the Wuwen Marquis to death. But don't be sad, I can send you down to reunite with him."

There were not many ripples in that voice, yet it gave one a sense of mockery, as if a cat were catching a mouse—not in a hurry to eat the mouse, but playing with it thoroughly, letting the mouse become exhausted and completely desperate before slowly eating it.

What made Yang Pan even more alarmed was that the voice came from the extreme distance of the void, yet it grew increasingly grand, as if Yu Liancheng were constantly approaching.

"Not good, he is already very close." Yang Pan seemed to perceive something, his expression changing. His gaze swept around, revealing a look of determination; he sent the replica of the Artifact of Creation into a large black hole tunnel, while he himself turned into a streak of green light and escaped into a cluster of meteorites in the void, his aura completely restrained, as if he were a stone.

A moment later, a portal opened, and Yu Liancheng stepped out from within.

"Imperial Father, come out quickly. You are a grown man, don't play hide-and-seek with your son. I admit, I was a bit heavy-handed earlier and beat you black and blue." It turned out that Yu Liancheng had caught up to Yang Pan earlier and given him a beating, causing the replica to be damaged. But Yang Pan was, after all, the Great Gan Emperor, and he possessed no shortage of treasures, so he still managed to escape.

"Come out, at worst you can apologize to me, and we will let this matter pass. Don't worry, I will absolutely not beat you to death, it's true, I promise."

Yu Liancheng's gaze swept around, his divine sense sweeping out through the turbulent void like a tide, yet he saw no sign of Yang Pan at all.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on that large black hole tunnel, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

According to the perception of the Ancient Rakshasa Gate, that replica of the Artifact of Creation had entered this black tunnel. Even he was unwilling to easily step into such a dangerous tunnel, because he did not know what was inside, and even a Creator or an expert with materialized fist intent could lose their life if they entered.

"They say the old become like children; I didn't expect you, Imperial Father, to really enjoy playing hide-and-seek. Heh, let your son play with you to his heart's content!" Yu Liancheng took the Ancient Rakshasa Gate and charged into the black tunnel.

Seeing Yu Liancheng enter the black tunnel, Yang Pan, hiding in the meteorite cluster, breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not relax, remaining in hiding without a trace of aura leaking out, merging himself with the entire meteorite cluster.

Time passed gradually; after a full three hours, ripples appeared in the void, and Yu Liancheng appeared once again.

"Did I guess wrong? That fellow Yang Pan actually had the courage to enter that black tunnel; I underestimated him." Yu Liancheng's brows furrowed, and he pondered for a moment before shaking his head: "Forget it, a defeated general; I can't be bothered to chase him anymore. Even if he can get out of the black tunnel, I fear he will be severely wounded."

Soon, Yu Liancheng opened the Ancient Rakshasa Gate and disappeared.

This time, Yang Pan remained hidden in the meteorite cluster, without a single movement.

Although he believed in his heart that Yu Liancheng had completely left, for the sake of safety, he preferred to wait a bit longer. And this wait lasted for a full three days.

Three days later, Yang Pan finally believed that Yu Liancheng had truly left.

He emerged from the meteorite cluster.

"Wicked obstacle, compared to me, you are ultimately a notch behind."

Yang Pan laughed heartily, his laughter filled with satisfaction. One who didn't know better would think he had returned in great triumph and that Yu Liancheng was the one who had failed.

But at the thought of the encounters of these past few days, Yang Pan's expression quickly sank, and his eyes shot out rays of hatred as he gritted his teeth: "When I return to Yujing City, I will certainly issue an edict for the people of the world to punish the rebel."

Just at this moment, Yang Pan suddenly felt a strange fluctuation behind him.

His heart skipped a beat.

He slowly turned his head.

He saw Yu Liancheng holding a skewer of roasted meat, eating it with great focus.

Yu Liancheng seemed to notice Yang Pan's gaze, looked up, and chuckled: "Imperial Father, do you have anything else to say? Continue, I can wait a while longer."

Yang Pan was stunned; after a long while, he said hoarsely: "You... you have been here the whole time?"

"I don't have that much spare time."

Yu Liancheng ate the roasted meat and chuckled: "I just left a gate of illusion here, then went back to the Huoluo Kingdom to eat well, drink well, and sleep well. And once I sensed your aura, Imperial Father, I entered here again through the gate of illusion."

Yang Pan gritted his teeth: "Very well, so you discovered me from the very beginning, and all your subsequent actions were merely toying with me."

"Didn't you want to play hide-and-seek? I am a very filial person, so of course I have to play with you to your heart's content." Yu Liancheng shrugged.

"Wicked obstacle! Wicked obstacle!!" Yang Pan gritted his teeth, his veins bulging.

"It seems your misunderstanding of me is still too deep, Imperial Father. Of course, I don't blame you; all in all, it is because we father and son have had too little contact, leading to a rift."

Yu Liancheng finished the roasted meat, wiped his mouth, looked at Yang Pan with burning eyes, rotated his five fingers, clenched a huge fist, and grinned: "Now, let me break the rift between us father and son, sovereign and subject!"

Boom!!

Yujing City.

Imperial Palace.

In the Imperial Study.

The Qian Emperor 'Yang Pan' was reviewing memorials.

If one looked closely, one would find that this 'Qian Emperor' seemed a bit different from usual; his expression was solemn, his sitting posture upright and meticulous, and his eyes flickered from time to time with a profound light, as if he could discern all mysteries and subtleties. All things in heaven and earth, the universe and the cosmos, were all within his calculations.

He processed the memorials very quickly; with just a glance, without even thinking, he would pick up his brush to make marks, and before long, he had finished processing the memorials submitted for the day.

Moreover, he handled them very appropriately, with almost every one receiving the most correct treatment, as if they had been calculated countless times.

"Is this the 'Master of the Future' of the Imperial Father?"

Just at this moment, a ripple stirred in the Imperial Study, and a portal appeared out of nowhere, the entire portal carrying a mysterious aura.

The Ancient Rakshasa Gate opened, and Yu Liancheng stepped out from within.

His gaze fell upon 'Yang Pan', and with a flash of his eyes, he instantly pierced through the falsehood, reflecting the true appearance of this 'Yang Pan' in his eyes.

He saw that this 'Yang Pan' before him was sitting on a Lotus Throne, hands forming a seal, wearing a golden robe. There was a vertical eye in the center of his brow, an eye in the center of each palm, an eye on the sole of each foot, an eye on the top of his head, and another eye in the center of his back—a total of nine eyes.

Five were closed, and four were open.

Previously, when 'Yang Pan' was reviewing the memorials, these four open eyes were constantly flickering with a profound light, as if calculating with a torrent of information; with every breath, he deduced tens of millions of times, so it was no wonder he could provide the optimal solution for the memorials.

Yu Liancheng naturally knew the origin of this existence before him.

——The Master of the Future.

The 'Master of the Future' formed after the Future No-Life Sutra of the Great Zen Temple was cultivated to completion.

The Master of the Future can grasp the future, create the future, and deduce the future.

On the Master of the Future, there are a total of nine eyes, which are the Heaven Eye, Earth Eye, Wisdom Eye, Intellect Eye, Obstacle Eye, Dharma Eye, True Eye, Void Eye, and Profound Eye.

These nine eyes reach the heavens and span the earth, seeing through the past, the future, and all kinds of changes.

If one had to make a comparison, the Master of the Future is equivalent to a supercomputer, capable of deducing day and night without stopping, running tens of millions of times per second.

Its uses are vast: processing memorials, deducing martial arts, deducing the development of events...

Of course, the current Master of the Future has not even finished its embryonic form. Among those nine eyes that deduce everything, only the Heaven Eye, Wisdom Eye, True Eye, and Profound Eye are open; the other five eyes are closed.

If it were fully cultivated and all nine eyes were open, it might have been able to deduce Yu Liancheng's true strength, and Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji would not have acted so rashly before.

The Master of the Future also sensed Yu Liancheng, and an aura that transcended everything flowed from it. The strength of this Master of the Future definitely exceeded the Fivefold Lightning Tribulation, a peak powerhouse of the current age.

But unfortunately, for the current Yu Liancheng, it was truly a bit weak.

An existence below a Creator can be described as vulnerable.

Boom!!

As Yu Liancheng pressed down with his backhand.

An invisible force descended from the sky, directly suppressing the Master of the Future so it could not move.

At the same time, the 'Heavenly Weeping Sutra' flew out from between Yu Liancheng's brows and branded itself onto the Master of the Future. Characters began to invade the nine eyes, and the Master of the Future immediately struggled violently, wanting to break free from the control, but unfortunately, it was to no avail.

Both the Heavenly Weeping Sutra and the Master of the Future possess deductive capabilities.

Yu Liancheng was now letting the Heavenly Weeping Sutra devour the Master of the Future, and then he would take the form of Yang Pan to hold down the fort in Yujing City.

Although the Master of the Future is strong, it has been suppressed by Yu Liancheng, and since it cannot obtain power from Yang Pan, it is a source without roots and will gradually be eroded by the Heavenly Weeping Sutra, becoming a part of it.

Of course, this is a long process, and Yu Liancheng was not in a hurry; with a wave of his sleeve, he sent both the Heavenly Weeping Sutra and the Master of the Future into the Gate of Illusions.

Afterwards, he condensed an illusionary clone, transformed into the appearance of Yang Pan, and sat in the Imperial Study.

This clone is easily seen through, but fortunately, human immortal powerhouses like Hong Xuanji and Gongyang Yu are not here, otherwise, it would be a bit troublesome.

He only needs to hold out for two days to let the Heavenly Weeping Sutra completely devour the Master of the Future.

Having finished all this, Yu Liancheng originally intended to leave the Imperial Palace directly, but after a thought, he smiled slightly, swept out of the Imperial Palace, passed through hundreds of palace walls, and arrived in the inner palace.

A large courtyard resembling a memorial archway appeared behind the palace wall, and on the huge archway were written the three characters 'Tianxiangju'.

In this courtyard, there were carved railings and white jade steps, beautiful and magnificent. Everywhere there were ivory tents, carpets, burning precious tripods, charcoal fragrance, and more palace maids and eunuchs—some tending the lamps, some patrolling—all in perfect order, revealing a sense of peace and tranquility.

The rooms inside were opulent and layered. At the door of the central room stood a few palace maids who looked like little girls; the door was tightly shut, and there was no movement inside, nor any breathing or heartbeat, as if it were an empty room.

Yu Liancheng took a step, directly passing through the door and wall, and entered that room.

This room was indeed as it sounded from the outside—there was not a single person.

Of course, this was only because someone had set up a "Void Illusion," not a true image.

Light flashed in Yu Liancheng's eyes, and he had already pierced through the illusion, seeing the situation of the formation clearly.

In the very center of the room was placed a large bathtub that could accommodate five people; inside the tub, hot water was steaming, and flower petals were floating on the water.

A woman was bathing in the bathtub, her entire skin crystalline and snow-white, without a single flaw. As she bathed, the beautiful scenery of her entire body was in full view.

This woman was an acquaintance of Yu Liancheng.

——Xianghu King, Yuan Xiang'er.

"Who is it?"

The moment Yu Liancheng entered the Void Illusion, Yuan Xiang'er immediately turned her head, her beautiful eyes flowing.

"Young Master Yu, it's you."

After Yuan Xiang'er saw Yu Liancheng, a trace of joy appeared on her pretty face, but she immediately waved her hand, and steam filled the entire room, obscuring the view. When the clouds and mist dispersed again, Yuan Xiang'er had already put on a long white dress, drifting like an immortal, yet her brows carried a different kind of charm, her skin as smooth as the hot spring water.

"Young Master Yu, trespassing into a woman's boudoir and peeking at others bathing—doing this is not very polite, you know."

When those charming eyes turned to Yu Liancheng, he felt not the slightest bit of embarrassment and chuckled, "If I said I walked into the wrong room, would you believe me?"

"Hehe!"

"If you feel you've lost out, I'll just let you look back at me."

"Hehe!"