Chapter 642: First Entry into the Upper Realm, A Disparity in Strength

If not for the awakening of Lin Xuan's bloodline, they would have long since died in the collapse of the Shikong Changhe.

"Regardless, we survived," Nezha breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nitian Mozun is also dead; the Three Realms are finally safe."

"Indeed," Zhang Wuji nodded.

"Although the process was perilous, the outcome is good."

Just then, a light appeared ahead.

It was the radiance of the Three Realms!

"We're almost there!" Lin Xuan forced himself to stay alert.

"We are going home!"

The three of them accelerated, rushing toward the glowing exit.

At the same time, massive tremors were felt throughout the Three Realms.

In the Heavenly Court, the remaining Immortal officials watched the sky nervously.

"What is happening?" Taibai Jinxing asked worriedly.

"Such a massive tremor—could it be the result of the great battle?"

Li Jing gripped the pagoda in his hand: "I hope it is a signal of victory."

On the lands of the Human Realm, countless commoners knelt on the ground to pray.

"May the gods protect us; I hope the heroes return safely!"

"You must defeat the Mozun!"

"The three lords, you must not come to any harm!"

The sound of prayers gathered into an invisible force, echoing in the Void.

Even in the ruins of the Mo Jie, there were faint voices calling out.

"Justice will prevail..."

"Heroes never die..."

"Light will eventually overcome darkness..."

Everyone was silently praying in their hearts for the three heroes.

Although they did not know the state of the battle, they firmly believed that justice would ultimately achieve victory.

On the other side of the space-time rift, the light grew brighter and brighter.

The San Xian He Ti were about to return to the world they knew.

There, they had their friends and the people they needed to protect.

There was a homeland worth protecting with their lives.

Although they had experienced life-and-death trials, their hearts were even more resolute.

No matter how treacherous the road ahead, they would continue to fight.

For justice, for peace, and for all innocent living beings.

This was the mission of a hero, and it was their choice, one they did not regret.

"We are back!"

The voices of the three echoed in the space-time passage, filled with the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

The light ahead grew closer, and the feeling of home became more real.

But there was still one question in Lin Xuan's heart that remained unsolved.

What was the origin of the bloodline that awakened within him?

Why was it able to protect them during the explosion of the Mo core?

Moreover, the words Nitian Mozun spoke before dying were also food for thought.

"Who exactly are you?"

The answer to this question might only be found after returning to the Three Realms.

"Ugh..."

Lin Xuan felt a wave of headache and slowly opened his eyes.

What met his eyes was the azure sky and drifting white clouds.

He discovered he was lying on a verdant hillside, with soft green grass beneath him.

"Where is this?"

Lin Xuan propped up his body and looked around.

The Spirit Qi of heaven and earth in the surroundings was so dense it had almost materialized.

Every breath was invigorating, and the true essence within his body was also recovering rapidly.

"Lin Xuan? You're awake?"

Nezha's voice came from not far away.

He saw that Nezha had also just sat up and was rubbing his temples.

"I thought we were dead."

"We were indeed nearly dead."

Zhang Wuji's voice came from the other side.

He had also woken up and was checking the injuries on his body.

"Thanks to Lin Xuan's bloodline power, otherwise we would have been torn apart by the Mo core explosion long ago."

The three gathered together and began to observe the surrounding environment.

The scene here left them completely stunned.

The mountain peaks in the distance towered into the clouds, each one radiating the aura of an Immortal.

Clouds and mist swirled between the peaks, and waterfalls could be vaguely seen plunging straight down.

There were actually massive islands floating in the sky!

These islands hung in mid-air, with magnificent palaces built upon them.

The architectural style of the palaces was completely different from the Three Realms, being even more grand and spectacular.

"What are those?" Nezha pointed at the islands in the sky.

"Floating islands? Or some kind of Magic Treasure?"

"They should be real floating islands," Lin Xuan said, frowning.

"To keep such massive islands suspended in the air, what kind of powerful Array must be supporting them?"

Just then, a streak of light flashed across the horizon in the distance.

Looking closely, it was a cultivator flying on a Long Sword.

But their speed was astonishingly fast, almost like a shooting star.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the horizon.

"Such speed!" Zhang Wuji exclaimed.

"Faster than any expert we have ever seen!"

What shocked them even more was the sun in the sky.

There were actually three of them!

They radiated gold, silver, and purple light respectively.

The three suns hung high in the sky, yet they did not make one feel hot.

Instead, they brought a feeling of warmth and comfort.

"Three suns?" Nezha widened his eyes.

"What kind of place is this exactly?"

Lin Xuan felt the mysterious bloodline still active within his body, lost in thought.

In this place, that bloodline power seemed even more active.

It was as if it had found its home.

"I think..." Lin Xuan spoke slowly.

"We may have arrived at the legendary Upper Realm."

"Upper Realm?" Nezha and Zhang Wuji exclaimed at the same time.

"That place that only exists in legends?"

Lin Xuan nodded: "Besides the Upper Realm, what other place could have such dense Spirit Qi of heaven and earth?"

"Moreover, everything here exceeds our understanding."

"The three suns, the floating islands, and the strength of those cultivators..."

As they were speaking, intense sounds of battle came from the distance.

"Boom—!"

A massive explosion resounded through the sky.

The three of them hurriedly looked toward the source of the sound.

They saw two cultivators fiercely engaging in combat in the air.

One of them wore a white robe and held a Long Sword.

The sword light was like a cascading galaxy, and every strike carried the power to tear through the Void.

The other person wore black clothes, their hands emitting black flames.

Wherever the flames passed, even the air was burned into cracks.

"This kind of strength..." Zhang Wuji said, shocked.

"A casual strike can collapse mountains and split the earth!"

That was right, the power of the two's battle far exceeded any expert they had seen in the Three Realms.

The white-robed cultivator slashed with their sword, and a small mountain in the distance was leveled directly by the sword Qi.

The black-clothed cultivator surged the flames in their palms, and a deep gully appeared on the ground.

This destructive power had already surpassed the level of the peak experts of the Three Realms.

What was even more shocking was the reaction of those around them.

Quite a few onlookers had gathered near the battle.

But there was not the slightest expression of surprise on their faces.

Some were leisurely drinking tea, while others were talking in low voices.

It was as if this level of battle was a common occurrence here.

"Looks like people from the Law Enforcement Hall are capturing a fugitive."

"That one in black seems to be a remnant of the Blood Demon Sect."

"Hmph, daring to cause trouble on Qingyun Shan, seeking death."

The conversation of the onlookers reached the ears of the three.

It made them even more certain of their guess.

This was indeed a world at a higher level than the Three Realms.

And this level of battle was nothing to the locals at all.

"Our strength..." Nezha swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Might not even count as entry-level here."

Lin Xuan also realized this cruel reality.

They are considered top-tier experts in the Three Realms.