The One Saved on the Boundless Battlefield, Tao Yao's Choice
The One Saved on the Boundless Battlefield, Tao Yao’s Choice
This city was called King Luo City, a renowned ancient city of the Central Immortal Domain that had existed for an immeasurably long time, standing deep within the universe, vast and majestic.
Most importantly, an ancient Immortal King presided over this city, one named King Luo.
It was currently King Luo’s hundred-billionth birthday banquet, and many powerful figures from the Central Immortal Domain had been invited.
The entire King Luo City was bustling with excitement. Numerous ancient immortal lineages of the Central Immortal Domain had all rushed over.
Divine light glittered across the universe as Ancient Battleships streaked past one after another, descending toward this place.
The Wang Family was an illustrious, immortal lineage of the Central Immortal Domain, with an Immortal King Ancestor presiding over it.
Moreover, their inheritance had never been broken. The white-robed man before them was the Wang Family’s young lord of the current generation, Wang Wushang, possessing world-shaking talent.
Having cultivated for less than a thousand years, he had already stepped into the Sacred Emperor Realm, and was expected to achieve Dao within three thousand years. In the future, there was even a great possibility he could touch the threshold of the Immortal King Realm.
The tall young man beside Wang Wushang was the Successor of the Luo Family, named Luo Xuan. His status was extremely noble—he was a young seed of the same caliber as Wang Wushang, with hopes of contending for the Immortal King position in the future.
For this birthday banquet of King Luo, to which families and Dao lineages from all over the Central Immortal Domain had been invited, Luo Xuan, as the host, personally accompanied Wang Wushang. From this, one could tell how highly the Luo Family regarded Wang Wushang.
Luo Xuan’s gaze was fixed on Wang Zijin in front of the city, carrying a smile of goodwill.
The two figures descended from the Ancient Battleship, landing before King Luo City.
Before the grand city gate, which resembled a Gate to Heaven, Cultivators seemed as insignificant as ants. But the two men’s statuses were extremely noble, and the surrounding Cultivators all changed expression and saluted them.
Wang Zijin was dressed in white, her countenance appearing somewhat thin and pale. She watched Wang Wushang and Luo Xuan walking toward her, and a trace of helplessness rose in her heart. She knew it was impossible for her to leave King Luo City today.
So she turned around and walked away, paying the two of them no mind whatsoever.
At this, Luo Xuan was slightly taken aback, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. “Zijin-guniang truly is one of a kind, unlike any ordinary woman.”
Given his status, who in the entire Central Immortal Domain wouldn’t give him some face?
Even some True Immortal ancestors thought highly of him and did not treat him as an ordinary junior.
Yet with Wang Zijin, he had hit wall after wall, unable to receive even the slightest pleasant expression.
Wang Wushang watched Wang Zijin’s departing figure, shook his head, and chuckled. “I never thought someone like you, Luo-xiong, would one day encounter such a situation. It seems even heroes find it hard to pass the trial of a beauty.”
“However, my cousin Zijin is no ordinary person. Even my family’s Immortal King Ancestor thinks highly of her. Back then, he spent an enormous price to bring her up from the Source World.”
“If Luo-xiong wishes to pursue cousin Zijin, you’ll need to put in much more effort.”
“Of course, I personally am very much in favor of this marriage.”
Hearing this, Luo Xuan also nodded and said solemnly, “Rest assured, Wang-xiong, I know my limits. I won’t act recklessly. I’ve heard that Zijin-guniang is the reincarnation of a powerful existence from an ancient era, bearing an Immortal Spirit Mark. That existence has deep ties to the Wang Family and was also a peerless Immortal King.”
“The Immortal Spirit Mark she left behind very likely means she will undergo nirvana through reincarnation in this life and rebuild her peak. At that time, her cultivation may even surpass what it once was.”
His admiration for Wang Zijin stemmed partly from her character and appearance, and partly from her heaven-defying origins.
This also led the entire Luo Family, including Ancestor King Luo, to strongly approve of the matter.
“This matter involves a great deal. Even I only understand bits and pieces of it. In short, cousin Zijin’s position in my Wang Family is very special—even some True Immortal ancestors can do nothing about her.”
“During this time, she heard about what happened in the Western Immortal Domain and very much wants to go there, to pass through that gateway and return to the Source World.”
“But in the current Western Immortal Domain, even Immortal Kings dare not set foot lightly. If she rashly goes over, isn’t that just courting death?”
“Back then, even my family’s Immortal King Ancestor divined and calculated that the Source World would undergo an unforeseeable, shocking change—that we could not bear the karma of it and must not touch it.”
Wang Wushang shook his head. When mentioning this matter, he couldn’t help but feel some sighing and trembling.
After all, four Immortal Kings of the Other Domain had all fallen and died miserably in the Western Immortal Domain, shaking all corners of the Immortal Domain and leaving them utterly horrified.
“The Source World—that is a mysterious place. It’s said that many beings from within the cycles of reincarnation are buried there, and this time, a Forbidden Existence that exists only in taboo, that cannot be spoken of, has appeared.”
Luo Xuan also sighed. Although they were the cream of the younger generation of the Central Immortal Domain, they dared not say they would definitely achieve the Immortal King Realm in the future.
In the eyes of such a Forbidden Existence, they were really no different from ants and dust.
“However, I must ask Wang-xiong to help me keep an eye on that kid named Chen. There is an aura about him that I cannot see through.”
“I heard that Zijin-guniang kindly saved him once on the Boundless Battlefield. Some time ago, I saw the methods that fellow displayed in the Battle Arena. Behind him, there seems to be the shadow of the Deep Control True World.”
Afterward, Luo Xuan’s expression grew serious, and he cupped his hands slightly.
“The shadow of the Deep Control True World?”
Wang Wushang was stunned, then his expression also grew serious as he spoke. “When the Deep Control True World was destroyed back then, the shadow of our Immortal Domain was actually behind it. And now the Deep Control Clan is nearly extinct. But if it truly involves the Deep Control True World, I’m afraid even Immortal King existences would be alarmed.”
The two did not discuss this matter much further, as it involved great affairs concerning other True Worlds.
The Boundless Battlefield was a vast land connecting to the endless boundless expanse. Through it, if one knew the coordinates of other True Worlds, one could even descend upon them.
However, only Immortal King existences were qualified to traverse the boundless expanse. If a True Immortal set foot in it, they would instantly be crushed to flying ash by the boundless qi.
The Boundless Battlefield the two spoke of was not actually the true endless boundless expanse, but merely some outer regions located deep within the vast cosmic starry sky—one could imagine it as the borderland at the very edge of the Immortal Domain.
From time to time, beings smuggled over from other True Worlds would appear on the Boundless Battlefield. Warfare raged incessantly—it was an incomparably chaotic land.
Of course, within the endless boundless expanse, besides other True Worlds, there were also many unknown, vast lands and many unspeakable races, involving endless secrets.
Even Immortal Kings appearing there had to be cautious and careful.
The Beyond, at the peak of the Divine Empire.
Gu Changge’s figure appeared here. After leaving through that gateway in the Heavenly Ancient City of the Immortal Domain, he had refined the entire Celestial Ancient Continent, using supreme divine power to move the Celestial Gate over.
However, to completely open the passage between the two worlds and refine it into a Flying Immortal passage would still require considerable time.
So he left a will incarnation in the Divine Empire, while his true body brought that Celestial Ancient Continent into the boundless Mysterious Space.
Gu Changge sat cross-legged here, beginning to refine the Flying Immortal passage. Chaotic firelight soared to the sky, scorching this Mysterious Space until it was nearly collapsing.
During his absence from the Beyond, nothing unusual had occurred. On the contrary, because of the Flying Immortal phenomenon appearing at the Celestial Ancient Continent, various races had sent people to investigate.
Of course, by that time, he had already left the Beyond and appeared in the Immortal Domain.
So no one detected anything unusual.
As for the Big Red Bird, after returning to the Beyond, it had parted ways with him. The Big Red Bird was deeply fearful and apprehensive of him, having personally witnessed him go to the Immortal Domain and slaughter several Immortal Kings. Such conduct left it trembling with fear, and now it only wanted to stay as far away from Gu Changge as possible.
After returning to Peach Village, faced with Gu Xianer’s questioning, the Big Red Bird had no choice but to reveal some things to her.
Gu Xianer had never expected that she had such an origin, though she didn’t much care about it.
Because back at the True Immortal Academy, the Successor of the Purple Mansion, Heavenly Monarch Ziyang, had once brought water from the Lake of Reincarnation, wanting her to recover the memories of her past life.
At that time, Gu Xianer had decisively refused. She believed only in this present self—all past matters were but illusory bubbles.
Peach Village was extremely peaceful. At Gu Xianer’s request, Gu Changge had specially built a palace for Xianer, adjacent to Peach Village, making it very convenient for Gu Xianer to return to Peach Village on ordinary days.
At the entrance of Peach Village, the peach trees were gorgeous and luxuriant, their petals falling piece by piece, exceedingly beautiful and enchanting.
Tao Yao’s existence was already known to everyone, but even Gu Xianer and the people of Peach Village were uncertain of her relationship with Gu Changge.
A great mist blew in, shrouding the place in haze. Soon, a figure of peerless grace emerged, stepping out, spotless and unsullied. On her lustrous white face, between her brows, was a touch of seductive cinnabar red—enough to topple all living beings.
Tao Yao gazed at Peach Village behind her and gently shook her head. Then she looked far into the sky and closed her eyes.
“The world of today already has some of the bearing of the past. She should be like me, having recovered quite a bit.”
“Perhaps I can give it a try.”
Then, her glass-colored eyes opened once more, reflecting the distant mountains, seas, and drifting clouds.
In a trance, Tao Yao once again saw that scene from the past—on a boundless wasteland, a young girl hugging her knees, her long hair dark as ink and glossy enough to reflect light, sitting beneath a withered, dead peach tree.
Tao Yao glanced again at the peaceful and harmonious Peach Village in the distance, and saw Tiantian, playing happily with some children.
Actually, as her past memories awakened, she had come to understand many things.
Tiantian and she were not actually one entity, and could hardly be fused.
Rather, Tiantian was the embodiment of the thoughts she had entrusted after her tribulation.
That was her most carefree period of time, by the shores of the netherworld and atop the withered mountain.
The void trembled lightly and grew blurred. As Tao Yao’s figure stepped forward, she had already vanished from Peach Village. When she reappeared, before her eyes was a vast, surging miasma and demonic fog.
Among countless mountains and ravines, ten thousand demons howled. Heaven and earth were deathly silent and dim, like a land of eternal slumber sunk forever into the nine netherworlds.
“Hongyi...”
she murmured softly.