Chapter 1136: Chapter 1127: Heavy Snow
"Depart?"
Hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, the four disciples led by Jing Yun couldn’t help but be stunned, confused by his meaning.
They looked at each other, unable to grasp the implication in Mo Wangchen’s words.
"Is Master planning to leave the Southern Domain, to roam the Daluo Heaven Realm?" Gu Wei couldn’t help but speak.
Mo Wangchen gazed at the four of them. After a long silence, he finally sighed, "You four possess exceptional talent, and now your cultivation surpasses mine. In days to come, you will surely be renowned for ages. After I leave, remember to cultivate well. Do not miss me."
What he said was true. At present, these four disciples were all at the Peak of the True Immortal Realm, just one step away from proving themselves as Heavenly Immortals.
And Mo Wangchen, albeit reaching the Late Stage of the True Immortal Realm during this century, could only be said to have set foot in the entrance, not yet deeply rooted.
This isn’t due to him lacking talent compared to Jing Yun’s four disciples, but because Mo Wangchen inherently does not belong to this era, limited by Heaven and Earth, with many laws he comprehends vastly different.
In this environment, it is as if he is in an era of law depletion and spiritual power extinction, where cultivation hardly progresses.
If it were an ordinary person arriving in a different era, a hundred years might pass without their cultivation advancing half a step. Yet Mo Wangchen defies destiny, achieving breakthroughs even under such a difficult environment, entering the Late Stage of the True Immortal Realm.
It shows his talent is far above ordinary individuals!
Mo Wangchen left without explaining anything to the four disciples or informing them of his destination.
His figure transformed into a wisp of Daoist rhythm, indistinct, ascending within the Mo Pavilion, flying ever higher until the earth below was no longer visible.
This was not under Mo Wangchen’s control, but rather the hundred-year limit had arrived. He was irresistibly summoned upwards, even against his will.
The vast heavenly vault was boundless and unfathomable. No one knew the enormity of the starry sky.
Mo Wangchen’s figure ascended all the way into the pitch-black starry sky, with the Daluo Heaven Realm beneath his feet already reduced to a wisp of starlight, indicating his distance from the earth.
"Buzz..."
In front, in the pitch-black starry sky, divine resonance unexpectedly spread, ripples resonated, and the next moment, an illusory Holy Sect appeared before Mo Wangchen.
He turned back, glanced at the point of stardust, and ultimately did not hesitate, stepping into the Holy Sect.
"Buzz..."
The Great Dao’s power was added to him. As he entered the Holy Sect, his vision was filled with endless white light, unable to see anything, as if merging into the void, transforming into the Dao.
This feeling was very mystical, seeming to exist for just a moment, yet as if it had spanned ten thousand years.
When Mo Wangchen opened his eyes again, he arrived at a point where he was going to pass through his second life!
The ancient city was magnificent, vast and expansive, with imposing momentum.
Mo Wangchen’s body appeared within an ancient city out of thin air.
His arrival did not attract anyone’s attention.
All around, the air was icy, with snowflakes drifting from the heavenly vault; it was a winter season.
The streets in the city were covered with a thick layer of snow, and as people walked, every step left a deep footprint.
"When Yu Venerable fell, the sky started snowing, and now the heavy snow has been falling for a whole year without interruption, coloring the whole Daluo Heaven Realm white."
"Yu Venerable was peerless, covering the heavens. Thirty thousand years ago, the Ancient Clan went chaotic, triggering a terrifying war. It affected many, even our Human Clan lost countless lives back then. It was a dark age of turmoil; had Yu Venerable not emerged to deter all races and mediate the grudges between major ancient clans, the Daluo Heaven Realm at that time would have been devastated and unable to have its current appearance."
"Yu Venerable’s splendor was unrivaled, yet sadly, no matter how extraordinary you are, you eventually become dust. After quelling that turmoil, there were rumors that she embarked on an expedition to the Outer Starry Sky for a thousand years."
"The Daluo Heaven Realm is already the strongest place under the starry sky, and Yu Venerable’s journey to the Outer is mere legend. She once deterred all races and could be invincible. What place would need her to wage war?" someone spoke.
"That’s unknown, but someone once heard from Yu Venerable that she believed there was another unknown starry sky beyond the Daluo Heaven, a mysterious world."
"In ancient times, many eras of all gods standing together appeared, yet no one ever mentioned another mysterious world existing. Why did Yu Venerable say this?" a middle-aged man was perplexed.
An elder wearing a daoist robe spoke, "I’ve heard Yu Venerable was seeking someone, who used her reputation to spread across the world, undefeated throughout the Daluo Heaven for many years. She kept searching for someone’s whereabouts but could not find them despite traversing many star domains in the Daluo Heaven Realm, thus believed that person went to another unknown world."
Mo Wangchen walked in the ancient city, hearing many people discuss topics related to the so-called ’Yu Venerable.’
"Yu Venerable left countless legends throughout her life, yet failed when proving the Dao a year ago, thus fell, resulting in the snow covering every corner of heaven and earth starting from that time, never ceasing."
"An Ancient King once said Yu Venerable traversed her life, achieving greatness not only for the Human Clan but also the Ancient Clan, fearing her fall is heaven and earth mourning her. This snow may fall for a long time."
Mo Wangchen stayed in the city for half a month before finally leaving.
He traveled afar, just as he heard before. No matter where one walks on this land, snowflakes dance in the sky, as if heaven is commemorating something.
Two years passed swiftly.
During these two years, Mo Wangchen traveled on foot without heaven flying. He visited many places, doing good deeds daily without leaving his name.
On this day, he arrived in a mountainous terrain. And on this day, the snow that had lasted for three full years gradually ceased.
He stood atop a thick layer of snow. In the sky, snowflakes no longer danced. Mo Wangchen gazed into the distance and saw a solitary peak standing high, surrounded by immortal mist.
Occasionally, he could spot cultivators arriving from distant skies, but they would descend when approaching the peak.
Some were passing by, trekking when close to a hundred li of Snow Mountain because in their view, flying across the mountain was a grave disrespect.
Others came directly to the mountain, descending a hundred li away, walking up the mountain, their expressions showing reverence.
Mo Wangchen stood at the base of the mountain, knowing from people’s mouths within these two years, this mountain was the former Yu Venerable’s abode.
There had been many changes, yet at this moment, upon seeing this familiar peak, Mo Wangchen was stunned, seemingly understanding many things at once.
"Mo Pavilion..."