Chapter 358

It was also at this moment—

"Whoosh!" (sound effect, not named)

The fire emblem totem representing the Huaxu direct lineage.

It exudes the ancient, mysterious aura of the source fire arc light.

It has risen from underground, burning toward the burial mound and soaring into the heavens.

In the center of the bright yellow light pillar that originally represented the Huaxu tomb, a cluster of star-fire appeared.

It is not large; compared to that penetrating light pillar, it appears especially weak.

It does not leap out scattering sparks; it seems utterly without attack power, so gentle and warm.

Like a mother, it only gives a feeling of warmth, with no sharp edges at all.

But therefore--

The Tianqing Laozu, who had already been observing, suddenly appeared.

"Huaxu Source Fire?"

He is the one who knows that Shen Qingli has awakened the Huaxu bloodline.

But he does not really understand what this phenomenon signifies.

Could it be that little A Li in the Chaos Realm has advanced?

No, that's only been a day, right?

One day, and it already advanced?

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

: 「……」 -> silence.

In the flash of five strands of primordial light.

And He Tian Doumu, along with the five great clan leaders, also appeared.

Also "He Tian Doumu" is a person/clan leader name.

Their gazes were also extraordinarily subtle!

Especially He Tian Doumu, whose emotions at this moment cannot be described in any words.

As Sanqing Xuan-nu said, the He clan has never lit the Huaxu clan emblem all these years.

Because the He clan is unworthy!

They have never represented the orthodox direct lineage of the Huaxu.

They themselves are well aware of this.

But all along, there has never been any appearance of the Huaxu direct lineage!

After all, according to records, the Huaxu direct lineage has long been obliterated in the river of time, no longer existing, right?

But now, it has appeared.

Even Xiahhou Tianjun began to doubt his own knowledge reserves, asking, "He Tian, does your clan have any inheritance of the Huaxu direct lineage?"

According to the records in the Xia clan's library, the He clan should merely be an offshoot that married into the Huaxu; to continually awaken the Huaxu bloodline inheritance is already an extraordinary achievement.

And yet, now it has even awakened the Huaxu direct lineage inheritance?

"How delightful, how congratulatory." Xiahhou Tianjun has already praised it.

After all, he is not the Tianqing Laozu, so he does not know the uniqueness of Shen Qingli's bloodline.

In his view, and that of the other Heavenly God Clan leaders, under heaven only the He clan can awaken the Huaxu bloodline.

Therefore, the other three clan leaders also offered congratulations, and Yizhi Tianjun said, "It seems your clan has had no juniors awaken the Huaxu bloodline in recent years, all for this moment."

He Tian Doumu believed it in her heart, and wondered, could the blessing of literary fortune really be this effective? It's not impossible; the Cang clan and the Huaxu lineage have indeed long favored intermarriage.

"In that case, although your clan has suffered heavy casualties, it can still be considered a bountiful harvest." Ji Yun Doumu sighed.

Although this statement sounds strange, the Heavenly God Clan leaders present all agreed that one Huaxu direct lineage inheritance outweighs a thousand ordinary He clan juniors, let alone just twenty.

"It can also be seen as suffering turned to sweetness." He Tian Doumu felt moved, a gentle smile appearing on her face. No matter what method He Qiu Xuan used, as long as it succeeded, it was right.

However, the Tianqing Laozu's expression was quite strange.

He was quite certain that Sanqing Xuan-nu absolutely did not possess this potential!

Only Shen Qingli could have caused this change in the Huaxu tomb!

But the little guy wasn't sent to the Chaos Realm?

How does it feel like we're inside...

The Tianqing Laozu stopped speaking, already closing his eyes and secretly calculating.

He needs to know exactly where the child is; if it's not in the Chaos Realm, then he can basically relax.

"Tianqing?" Shiyuan Tianjun was calling out to the Tianqing Laozu.

He paid no attention, continuing his calculations on his own.

"Don't provoke him; he's surely annoyed right now." Xiahhou Tianjun reminded.

Ji Yun Doumu also said, quite displeased, "I really want to chop this dead old man!"

As the head of the Ji clan, Ji Yun Doumu has stood out since childhood and has never been threatened like this before!

However, Shiyuan Tianjun said, "Don't, his injuries have already fully healed; if you go chop him now, you'll really only bring trouble upon yourself."

"What did you say?" Ji Yun Doumu exclaimed in disbelief, "His wounds are healed?"

That wound! Ji Yun Doumu asked herself, even if she had the finest healing holy object of Sanqing Heaven, it would still take a hundred or eighty years to fully recover.

This dead old man actually healed? How could that be...

"Are you blind?" Ji Yun Doumu questioned.

Yi Yuan Tianjun immediately said unhappily, "Also just know you're blunt and outspoken, that's why I don't bear a grudge against you; I, a pill-refining clan, regard injuries as top-notch, you say I'm blind?"

Ji Yun, the Mother of the Dipper, fell silent, while the other clan chiefs were all sizing up Tianqing Old Ancestor.

This old fogey, something's off!

Of course it's not right...

Tianqing Old Ancestor never imagined that the bottle Shen Qingli had given him earlier, which he had refused, actually contained a holy healing pill that could make the big shots of the Three Pure Heavens fight over it.

One pill down, he basically recovered; after a bit of breath regulation to digest the medicinal power, in just a day he was completely healed.

There are still three pills left in that bottle!

Truly a grand gesture...

Tianqing Old Ancestor felt rather wistful, feeling dirt poor.

He had thought the little brat was a pauper, but it turned out the pauper was himself.

No.

No way!

Having figured out that Shen Qingli is indeed in this tomb, not in the Chaotic Realm, Tianqing Old Ancestor is getting anxious.

"Young Lord of Governing Heaven, he wouldn't go to the Chaotic Realm, would he?"

Tianqing Old Ancestor is getting a bit panicked; he knows these frequent heaven‑shaking events are because of Di Jin.

Just recovered a moment ago—could it be that the reason for this improvement is actually the little brat heading to the Chaotic Realm?

No, that's not it.

Rather, it's because Emperor Haoh has emerged from seclusion.

He was forced out by Di Jin.

He wouldn't come out...

Di Jin forcibly stormed the Heavenly Gate of the Taiqing Palace!

The candle monster, blotting out the sky, keeps slamming the Heavenly Gate.

The Taiqing Palace keeps trembling; even if Emperor Haoh were dead, the coffin lid couldn't stay on.

What's more, he isn't dead—just in closed‑door cultivation—so of course he's been shaken out by Di Jin's arrogant uproar.

"Enough of your nonsense!" Emperor Haoh was ice‑cold to the extreme, yet his tone hid frenzy, making True Lord Yuanwu and the others feel their scalps go numb.

Di Jin felt nothing, saying, "Old fogey, you finally dare to come out?"

"Hiss!" True Lord Yuanwu and the others all sucked in a breath of cold air.

Making trouble! Really good at making trouble! A troublemaker through and through...

"You're also tired of living."

Emperor Haoh couldn't be bothered to even glance at the evil creature.

He just looked at the reptiles crawling beneath the evil creature's feet.

"..."

Despite its huge size, the candle monster managed a speechless expression.

Can this be something I can just live through if I want to?

Have you seen what your son did to me?

"..."

Emperor Haoh was also pretty speechless.

He saw it.

Di Jin is quite vicious.

He actually pinched the candle monster's elemental core.

"Trash."

Emperor Haoh's evaluation was clearly aimed at the candle monster.

The mighty Overlord of the Boundless Abyss had his elemental core dug out.

"..."

The candle monster is also quite ashamed—it's all wilted.

Lying flat is the first extraordinary shame and disgrace!

"Old geezer, make a move."

"Today it's either you die or I die."

When the white‑haired Di Jin speaks, it's enough to make True Lord Yuanwu and the others want to shut themselves off.

Please, Young Master! Can't you say something human?

Seeking your own death, what good does it do you?

None.

So—

"Old geezer, stop!"

"I'll go back myself."

Di Jin suddenly changed his tone, said nothing, and returned with the candle monster to the Boundless Abyss.