Chapter 56: Li Ming of Biyou Heaven

Shen Ni walked away in perfect peace.

……

Wang Chuan took the Nie Mirror and held it up to the sky.

Immediately, he roared in the Great Dao’s thunderous voice: “Sinful one!” — and an immense karmic shackle descended upon Shen Ni, severely disrupting his movements.

This treasure has the power to judge merit and guilt.

The louder the decibel, the heavier the sin the mirror assigns.

The karmic weight that descends grows heavier as well.

Wang Chuan used this mirror to judge the Chaos Demon Gods — barely even trying — but to disrupt a single fragment of Shen Ni’s soul? That was child’s play.

With this top-tier support,

the six Primordial Great Gods unleashed their full power.

They effortlessly scattered Shen Ni’s Dao body and his fragments.

“Sorry, I got too carried away and didn’t hold back.”

Fu Xi sighed, shrugging helplessly.

You never intended to hold back, did you…? All the gods watched as Fu Xi, at the final moment, shouted “Keep him alive!” while simultaneously lifting a massive array disc and crushing Shen Ni to death.

“Such a scourge should be killed the moment you see it!” Kun Peng retracted the Xuan Yuan Control Water Flag, raised his gaze to Fu Xi, and looked at him with clear admiration.

Misunderstanding! Total misunderstanding!

This one, though a trash type,

was a good trash type.

Who could be truly evil if they led the charge in eliminating evils for Hong Huang’s heavens and earth?

“How should we handle the one inside?” Fu Yu Shen Nü waved her slender hand, and the Xuantian Spear she had thrown flew back to her.

Instantly, her battle armor clanged in rapid succession, transforming back into a flowing rainbow robe.

Nu Wa glanced at the Divine Tomb.

The corpse of Xianggu’s corpse lay still inside, motionless.

Nu Wa said: “Since Shen Ni has been executed, let this divine tomb remain sealed — let him await the arrival of the next batch of brave souls.”

Meng Wu You nodded in agreement: “Didn’t they just say there were traces of Chaos Demon God remains in the Piaomiao Great World?”

“They did. But we’ve already explored it thoroughly and found nothing — perhaps the Dragon Clan took them.”

While responding to Meng Wu You, Nu Qing lowered her head to examine the jade scroll in her hands.

If those master mischief-makers from the Youming Holy Sect were here, they’d recognize that Nu Qing held the Fengdu Statutes.

It even included Meng Huai’s post-heavenly Dao script annotations and numerous personal additions from various gods.

Nu Qing read it with great delight.

Through these personally annotated Dao scripts, Nu Qing’s gaze transcended time and space, as if seeing, between the lines, countless wondrous worlds and grand, sweeping Dao paths.

Those were precisely their own origins.

“Actually, it’s quite good!” Nu Qing thought.

Fu Xi did not put away his Primordial Bagua Disc.

Shen Ni’s Dao body had been reduced to ashes, but that didn’t mean it held no further value.

He reached out and gathered the air, and countless specks of light, like fireflies, converged toward Fu Xi.

These were fragments of broken Dao information.

Fu Xi lounged lazily, sifting through the complex Dao information like peeling silk thread by thread, selecting only what interested him.

Soon, his eyes brightened.

“Change!”

Fu Xi formed a hand seal and used the great divine technique [Refining the Void into Substance] to forge the formless Dao information into a spoon.

The spoon fell into the Bagua Disc; the principles of the Dao collided, producing a crisp, jade-like chime.

The spoon spun once within the disc, then finally pointed toward a direction.

“Found it!”

Fu Xi laughed heartily.

No matter how elusive you are, you cannot escape the logic of my Tianji Art.

Filled with grandeur, he swept his hand: “Let’s go!”

“We’re going to dig up another great tomb!”

“The Chaos Demon God’s corpse is inside — it’s definitely worth opening!”

Two flowers bloom, each on its own branch.

Meanwhile, after settling their mission, Xiang Xuanqing and the others departed separately.

The Underworld.

“Hey? Didn’t Wu You and Wang Chuan come back yet?”

Ming He returned and immediately went to check on his little brother Wang Chuan — only to find the Naihe Realm empty.

“Maybe they just wanted to play a bit longer,” Xiang Xuanqing said, utterly unconcerned for their safety.

Could two Primordial Gods possibly get lost?

Their mission was so difficult only because they had two special teammates.

Could Wu You possibly have been given a harder mission too?

What are the odds?

“I hope they’re having fun.”

Ming He sincerely sent his little brother a blessing.

He turned, smiled brightly, and eagerly pulled Xiang Xuanqing along: “Come on, come on — let’s study that golden egg!”

“I want to see what kind of treasure could make Li Ming and Xiang Jun look so troubled.”

Xiang Xuanqing nodded: “I’d also like to know what the Dragon Clan prepared.”

Ming He suddenly thought of something and joked: “Is Zu Long’s true form golden? Maybe this is his egg.”

“No way…”

“Bold hypothesis, careful verification — isn’t that what you always say?”

“But this hypothesis is absurd.”

Laughing and chatting, the two stepped together into Luo Feng Dongtian.

Biyou Heaven.

This realm lies outside the Hong Huang Zhen Jie, situated in the celestial chaos beyond.

It drifts unpredictably, with no fixed coordinates.

Ordinary deities cannot calculate its location.

Even if a deity accidentally drifted near Biyou Heaven, they could not enter.

Because the entire Biyou Heaven is enveloped in Chi Hun Tai Wu Qi — formless, intangible, impossible to touch, let alone reach.

On this day, Li Ming returned from the Zhushendian.

He swept his sleeve, dispersing the purple mist beside the Sword Pool, then casually sank the seed given by the Zhushen into the pool’s depths.

He turned and returned to Biyou Palace.

The palace gates slowly opened.

In the center of the hall, an incense burner rose with ethereal clouds of smoke.

Flowers of immortality, evolved from the Primordial Wuji Dao, floated everywhere, absorbing light and shadow, exhaling pure fragrance.

Li Ming carefully selected four of these immortal flowers.

Then he took out various spiritual materials needed to set up an array.

Moments later, beams of light ignited within Biyou Palace.

Three figures appeared in the hall.

“Captain!”

One of the figures, a boy, saw Li Ming and beamed: “Captain, you’re dead too?”

Thud!

A jade ruyi struck the boy’s head, emitting a sound like Long Hu roaring.

“Brat, what are you saying?!”

“Clearly, the Captain revived us.”

The speaker was a female immortal, wearing a golden crown, with a beautiful face, tall and graceful, radiating dignity.

“But this doesn’t look like the Zhushendian?” The female immortal held a ruyi, glancing around Biyou Palace. The third figure was a tall man clad in black armor, hand resting on a long blade, his tiger-like eyes gleaming brightly.

“The Captain truly is extraordinary.”

The armored man looked at Li Ming and shook his head with a smile: “I thought my origins were decent and my cultivation decent enough — I assumed I could walk with the Captain to the end.”

“Turns out, I still fell halfway.”

The boy who spoke first also nodded, sighing lightly and feigning old-age wisdom: “Now our Dawn Squad has only the Captain left.”

“I wonder when he’ll find new teammates again.”

“I hope the Captain doesn’t walk alone too long.”

Li Ming listened, then smiled gently: “You little brat, worrying about me now?”

He reached out and vigorously ruffled the boy’s hair, making him grimace in protest.

“Li Ming!”

The boy growled: “I’ve told you a hundred times—not to touch my head!”

“Don’t think being squad leader makes me afraid of you. When you’re too old to move, I’ll settle the score!”

The boy yelled loudly.

But his body didn’t move at all—he stood there, letting Li Ming mess with him.

The female immortal beside them smiled faintly.

“Little brat, you never follow through on your threats.”

The boy pouted and grumbled: “I’m not lacking action? I’m just waiting for the squad leader to grow old!”

The armored man shook his head: “Then wait. Even when heaven and earth crumble, the squad leader won’t age.”

“The body may not age, but the heart can.”

The boy glanced at Li Ming and muttered under his breath: “The squad leader looks young, but he always acts so solemn—like an old man.”

“Don’t you dare say that about the squad leader!”

Thud!

The female immortal’s Ruyi descended again; Li Ming raised his hand in time.

“Ow!”

The boy clutched his head and rolled around on the ground.

“I can’t live like this! I can’t live like this!”

“Squad leader, do something! She bullies me every day!”

“Such a fierce woman—no one in our place would marry her. My sister’s far gentler than you.”

“Zhao Gongming!”

The female immortal’s eyes widened, her hair instantly swirling.

“Dare you say that again!”

Whoosh!

The boy darted behind Li Ming: “Squad leader, save me!”

The armored man shook his head, laughing.

“Enough. You’ve just been revived—we’re here at the squad leader’s home for the first time. Don’t cause trouble.”

Seeing his team so full of life, just like before, Li Ming felt deeply comforted.

“Aren’t you going to ask me about my situation?”

Li Ming looked at his teammates.

“Can we ask that?”

The boy, gripping Li Ming’s robe, looked up, his eyes gleaming with golden light.

“Little brat, knowing too much isn’t good for us,” the female immortal warned.

“Alright.”

The boy realized his mistake, lowering his head in disappointment, his right toe tapping his left.

“At least tell us your real name?”

“Yuchen.”

Li Ming smiled in reply: “Yuchen Daojun—that’s my true name, recognized across all heavens.”

“But I’d rather you call me Li Ming.”

“The latter is my Dao.”

“Facing calamity, heart turned toward dawn?” The female immortal’s expression shifted slightly—she recalled the Dawn Squad’s creed.

“For my Dao, I’ve caused you all trouble.”

“Squad leader, don’t say that!”

The boy Zhao Gongming protested: “Before joining the squad, we already knew your situation.”

“We chose to join the Dawn Squad of our own free will!”

The female immortal also shook her head: “It’s not your fault, squad leader. In the Main Divine Palace, you’ve already revived us nine times.”

The armored man said nothing.

But his gaze was resolute.

They had never blamed Li Ming.

Li Ming fell silent for a long while.

After a moment, he said to them: “You have two choices.”

“One: reconnect with the Main Divine Palace—I’ll send you to another Main Divine Palace.”

“The second: return you to your original trajectories, severing all ties with the Main Divine Palace—but I’ll arrange a corresponding opportunity for you.”

“Can’t we stay with the squad leader?” Zhao Gongming gazed at Li Ming with pleading eyes.

Li Ming gently shook his head—it wasn’t the right time.

The boy Zhao Gongming sighed: “Then I’ll go back. This Main Divine Palace is too dangerous for me—I’ve got a little sister to care for.”

“I’ll go to another Main Divine Palace,” the female immortal decided quickly.

The armored man pondered long, then shook his head.

“I can’t handle it—I’ll just go back and stay put, until heaven and earth crumble.”

“Alright.”

Li Ming invited them to stay as guests in Biyou Heaven for three days.

Three days later.

Li Ming saw them off.

At parting, the three teammates were reluctant to leave.

“Squad leader, goodbye.”

Amid boundless radiant light, the boy turned and shouted to Li Ming: “Li Ming, when I grow up, I’ll come back to settle the score!”

“Don’t you forget it!”

Li Ming smiled faintly: “I’ll be waiting.”

“Little master is off!”

“Goodbye!”

The boy leapt into the light and vanished.

“That kid.”

Li Ming chuckled.

He stood still for a long while, gazing in the direction they had departed.

Finally.

A low whisper echoed through Biyou Palace.

“Until we meet again.”

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