The barrier opened, and Leng Yueyan led Long Chen into the city. The black-armored experts inside all knelt down, their eyes filled with awe. In their eyes, Leng Yueyan was the supreme existence.
Inside the city, corpses had piled up like mountains, some buildings had been destroyed, and the grand formation was about to collapse. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Long Chen salvaged everything.
Upon entering the city, the powerful figures knelt and bowed to Leng Yueyan, then began to busy—cleaning the battlefield, repairing the formation, healing injuries, and so on.
Leng Yueyan seemed unconcerned about any of this, saying nothing, and led Long Chen toward the highest castle inside the ancient city.
"Do you miss me?"
Leng Yueyan suddenly spoke.
"I do, I miss you so much. Countless times I've dreamed of you all, but when I wake up, I feel so sad."
Long Chen nodded and said the truth. He had dreamed of her more than once, and when he woke up, the sense of loss was truly painful.
Not only her, but Meng Qi, Chu Yao, Tang Wan'er, Ye Zhiqiu, and others—Long Chen often dreamed of them, frequently dreaming of drinking and bragging with them and the Dragon Blood Warriors.
But sometimes it's a good dream, sometimes a nightmare. Countless times it woke him up, and he didn't know what he felt inside.
Seeing a trace of bitterness in Long Chen's eyes, Leng Yueyan tightened her grip on his hand slightly, a rare tenderness lingering on her face as she softly said, "
Everything will get better. We cultivate desperately just so that one day we can help you."
Looking at Leng Yueyan's cheeks, receiving her encouragement made Long Chen feel a deep warmth in his heart. It was like someone gently draping a cotton coat over him in the dead of winter. This garment would greatly boost his courage, allowing him to face any hardship and danger, fearless of any fierce enemy.
Leng Yueyan pulled Long Chen into the castle. Inside the massive castle, runes were densely packed, but now many had dimmed. This castle should be the core of this ancient city, and today's battle had drained too much of its strength.
Arriving at the castle's top floor, the grand formation was in motion. Ming Cangyue, who looked exactly like Leng Yueyan, was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Divine light shimmered around her, highlighting her noble and sacred beauty, untouchable.
"Hasn't she already advanced to Immortal King? Why is his aura so unstable? Long Chen was startled and asked, could something have gone wrong?
"Previously, when the situation was critical, she had to strike quickly. After she successfully advanced to Immortal King and drove away Tuoming, everything is now safe. She needs to consolidate her cultivation and suppress her restlessness; otherwise, her realm will be unstable and her foundation will loosen." Leng Yueyan looked at Ming Cangyue and said.
Long Chen nodded. Previously, to accelerate his breakthrough, Ming Cangyue might have used a secret technique, which caused certain flaws that would become obstacles to future advancement.
Now, taking advantage of the recent advancement and still some room for repairs, he hurried to consolidate it and minimize the damage.
If it weren't for Long Chen's arrival, Ming Cangyue would have had to fight. Once the Immortal King divine might erupted, his foundation would be completely set, with no chance to repair, which would seriously affect his future cultivation.
Leng Yueyan looked at Ming Cangyue for a while, carefully examining the runes around her. Then she pulled Long Chen out of the room. The two of them went to the rooftop balcony of the castle, where they could overlook the entire ancient city.
Countless powerful figures were busy, doing their utmost to quickly restore the ancient city. Long Chen watched these busy figures and asked with some concern, "
Is Cang Yue alright?"
"It's fine. Luckily, you arrived just in time. Her cultivation hasn't fully formed yet, so there's still a chance to reshape her. The impact isn't much. By the way, how did you suddenly end up here?" Leng Yueyan asked.
This question was a long story. Long Chen took Leng Yueyan's hand, and the two sat down. Long Chen began telling stories from the last battle on the Tianwu Continent, spending several hours before finally finishing how he had come here.
Leng Yueyan smiled, her beautiful face blooming like a jade flower. She was very happy, and from Long Chen's endless story, she could hear his trust and dependence on her.
Because Long Chen had never shared the pain in his heart with anyone, but in front of Long Yueyan, he could let go of his burdens and speak them all.
Leng Yueyan was like a strong-willed big sister—though a bit fierce, she gave Long Chen an indescribable sense of security.
In front of her, Long Chen could shed all pretenses, no need to force himself. Whatever hardships he had, he could speak out without restraint. That's exactly why Leng Yueyan smiled. Long Chen's endless confessions were a form of recognition for her. Perhaps among all his close female friends, only she could make him vent his grievances without reservation.
Long Chen could hold nothing back because she was strong enough, and Leng Yueyan loved this kind of recognition the most.
"Don't just listen to me, talk about you guys. How did you end up fighting to the death with that Tuoming?" Long Chen asked.
"We have nothing to say. That time on the Tianwu Continent, we couldn't help. Because of the plane, if we forcibly open the spatial passage, the Underworld Law will strike and the Tianwu Continent will be destroyed instantly.
We have no other choice. We only hope you don't die, that you can break free from the constraints of the plane and ascend to the Immortal Realm.
Since then, the two of us have accelerated our cultivation and expanded our territory... Through
Leng Yueyan's account, Long Chen finally understood that the cultivation rules of the Underworld are different from those of the Immortal Realm.
There are countless races in the Underworld, but there is one species—the royal family of the Underworld. They are born with the laws of the Underworld flowing within their bodies, allowing them to govern the passages of the Six Realms of Reincarnation.
Leng Yueyan and Ming Cangyue are such born royals, so from birth, they are gods ruling over their regions. Their parents are the laws of the underworld.
The so-called Six Paths of Reincarnation Passage in the Underworld is the operating law of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It's like when Long Chen broke through to the Nether Realm on the Tianwu Continent and entered the Gate of Hell trial, which was one of the Six Paths Reincarnation Laws.
And the guardian and maintainer of this law is Ming Cangyue. However, this passage concerns the mysteries of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and its masters are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.
The section under Ming Cangyue's control corresponds exactly to the plane of the Tianwu Continent, so he sent his divine sense into the Tianwu Continent to completely cleanse it. But instead, he revealed a cold moonlit face, and from then on, because of Long Chen, the two became bizarre beings of the same two.
The law of the Underworld is: the more planes one controls, the faster the controller's cultivation speed and the greater the blessing of fortune.
To become stronger, the two began expanding the territories they controlled, gradually growing stronger. However, along the way, they also encountered endless obstacles.
The Underworld, like the Immortal Realm, is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Their strength attracted the eyes of the strong, who bared their bloodthirsty fangs toward them.