Chapter 593: You Take a Trip

At that moment—

In the Void beside the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor, a figure slowly materialized.

It was an elder with crane‑white hair and a childlike face.

His countenance was kind, his spirit vigorous, and his eyes clear and deep, as if they could see through all things.

His aura was unfathomable, clearly that of a being whose cultivation was terrifyingly high.

At this moment, the elder stood respectfully beside the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor, head bowed.

If Ziyang Shen were here, he would certainly recognize him—

This elder, unmistakably, is his master—Huang Lao!

Huang Lao looked toward the No Return Path, his gaze falling on Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, a hint of satisfaction and admiration flashing in his eyes:

"Master, with your deterrent action, the Inauspicious Clan should behave for a while, right?"

The Yin‑Yang Great Emperor gave a faint smile and nodded:

"Indeed."

"I foresaw the Inauspicious Clan would make such a move, so I have been watching them all along."

"However, after this time, they will have no more chances."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep as the starry sky:

"The great figures on both sides are watching. Whoever dares act lightly will have to endure the other's Lei Dian counterstrike."

"It is time to give these young seeds a period of trial…"

Huang Lao heard this, nodded slightly, and a relaxed expression appeared on his face.

However, the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor's tone shifted, becoming suddenly solemn:

"But…"

"Time is running short."

Huang Lao's expression hardened as he looked at the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor.

The Yin‑Yang Great Emperor spoke slowly, each word seeming as heavy as a thousand pounds:

"Today is merely a test by Yongheng Anzu."

"The next time…"

He paused, his gaze piercing endless spacetime, looking toward the deeper Dark Source:

"Perhaps this Epoch's true — Ultimate Decisive Battle — is at hand."

With those words, Huang Lao's previously relaxed face instantly took on a solemn and grave expression!

"Ultimate Decisive Battle…"

He murmured, a deep worry flashing in his eyes.

He, of course, knew what those four words meant.

It is the battle that decides the fate of Zhutian Wanjie!

It is the ultimate showdown between Light and Darkness!

It is the final moment that countless epochs of sages have awaited, feared, and yearned for through relentless, blood‑soaked struggle!

"So soon…" Huang Lao's voice sounded hoarse.

The Yin‑Yang Great Emperor shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with helplessness and sigh:

"Heh, this is already the result of several supreme beings working together…"

"Had they not been tirelessly supporting and desperately delaying, this battle would have erupted long ago."

Huang Lao fell silent for a moment, then nodded deeply.

He knew that those supreme beings — including his master, the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor — have been buying time for Zhutian Wanjie.

They endure in Darkness, holding onto hope amid despair, solely to grant the younger generation more time to grow, so that before the final battle arrives, more strong ones may rise and the odds of victory increase.

"Master…" Huang Lao looked at the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor, awaiting orders.

The Yin‑Yang Great Emperor turned, gazing at Huang Lao, his eyes filled with expectation and trust:

"Little Emperor, make a trip."

"During the Wu Gui Lu Trial, I may not have time to keep watching constantly."

"You go yourself and ensure the safety of Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen and the other seeds."

Huang Lao heard this, his expression solemn, and nodded gravely:

"Yes, Master."

"I'll go right now."

He bowed deeply to the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor, then his form shifted, disappearing into the Void, sprinting toward the No Return Path.

The Yin‑Yang Great Emperor watched the direction of Huang Lao's disappearance and nodded slightly.

Then he turned again, looking toward the No Return Path, toward the two young silhouettes, a hint of expectation and hope flashing in his eyes:

"Kids…"

"Make the most of the time, grow quickly…"

"The future of Zhutian Wanjie ultimately depends on you…"

His voice gradually faded into the eternal Void of Chaos.

……

No Return Path battlefield.

The crisis has finally been completely resolved.

The five Supreme beings of the Inauspicious Clan, seeing Yongheng Anzu silent, realized today's assassination plot had been declared a failure.

Continuing the fight is meaningless.

Moreover, in this Zhutian Wanjie there are Ye Shizu, Jiang Tianyan, Tianling Laozu, Sword Ancestor and Kun Ancestor—five Heavenly Patriarch Level supreme beings—present; they cannot gain any advantage.

The leading Ominous Supreme gave a cold glance toward Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, a flash of unwillingness and resentment passing through his eyes:

"Today, consider yourselves lucky…"

"Next time, you won't be so fortunate."

He waved his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Go!"

The five Ominous Supremes simultaneously shifted, turning into five streams of Black Fog, disappearing into the Deep of No Return Road.

A Heavenly Patriarch Level elder wishes to leave; a peer of the same tier naturally cannot be held back.

Ye Shizu and the others have no intention of pursuing.

That today we could protect Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen is already a great fortune.

Do not chase a defeated enemy, especially when they are of equal level.

Sword Ancestor Geshu Wuyou and Kun Ancestor Kunxu Cai exchanged a glance, also preparing to depart.

Sword Ancestor looked at Ye Shizu, slightly bowing his hand:

"Brother Ye, since this place is now clear, we shall first return to the Nine Heavens Ten Lands."

"The Other Shore World over there watches us like a tiger; we must stay vigilant."

Kun Ancestor likewise nodded:

"Indeed, the Nine Heavens Ten Lands still need us to be stationed. Here we have taken care of the three of you."

Ye Shizu, Jiang Tianyan, and Tianling Laozu also returned the salute in turn.

Ye Shizu said in a deep voice:

"We remember the favor of the two Dao friends who rushed to aid today. Should we need anything in the future, we will surely repay."

Sword Ancestor laughed brightly:

"Brother Ye, no need for courtesy. As fellow blood of the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, mutual watchfulness is natural."

Kun Ancestor also nodded magnanimously.

The two said no more, their forms shifting, turning into two streams of flowing light, racing toward the Origin Ancient Road direction, returning to the Nine Heavens Ten Lands.

The battlefield finally fell completely silent.

Only Ye Shizu, Jiang Tianyan, Tianling Laozu, and not far away Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen remained.

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen at this moment finally steadied their forms.

The thrilling scene just now seemed like a nightmare.

But the nightmare has finally ended.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing in the other's eyes the gratitude for surviving the calamity and deep appreciation for the supreme being who stepped in to save them.

Especially Ye Wuque.

He knows this is the second time the Yin Yang Great Emperor has saved him.

The first time was when he was a child, drained of ancestral god blood and died.

It was the Yin Yang Great Emperor, using great divine power, who revived him, allowing him to start a new legendary life.

And this time, under the direct assassination attempt by the Eternal Dark Ancestor and other heaven‑defying elders, he was saved!

Such gratitude Ye Wuque will remember forever!

Feng Caichen likewise feels unsettled.

He looks toward not far away—

There, Feng Qingyang's figure wavers in the Void.

That mad old ancestor now again assumes his crazy demeanor.

He swings the rust‑stained ancient sword in his hand, murmuring something, unknown what.

The earlier selfless, sacrificial clarity seemed only a dream.

But Feng Caichen knows it was not a dream.

It truly happened.

His ancestor, the last Ancestor of the Wind Clan, at the brink of life and death, unhesitatingly stood before him.

That scene is forever etched in his heart.

"Ancestor…"

Feng Caichen whispered softly, his voice laden with complex emotions.

Gratitude, guilt, pain, and—determination.