Chapter 1137: Chapter 1128: Returning to Familiar Grounds
This is Mo Pavilion!
Though there were many differences, Mo Wangchen could still recognize it at a glance.
The snow had been falling for a full three years.
It finally stopped when Mo Wangchen arrived here.
Now, the mountain before him was covered with a thick layer of snow, a bright white sheen.
Mo Wangchen’s gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of swirling immortal mist and clearly saw the many ancient halls atop the mountain, standing like palaces of ice.
He stood at the foot of the mountain for a long time, his deep eyes held a sea of stars, revealing an indescribable sense of antiquity.
Finally, Mo Wangchen took steps towards the mountain top.
The solitary peak was exceptionally high, reaching for the clouds, and Mo Wangchen walked at a leisurely pace. All around, sparse figures were either climbing the mountain like him or descending and heading afar.
"After all these years, Mo Pavilion has long since become a revered Sacred Land in the world, producing numerous peerless talents and even giving birth to such unmatched figures as Yu Venerable. No one knows its origins or who the first Pavilion Master was."
"The dark disturbances of the past destroyed countless things, even many Dao were wiped out from various Holy Lands, and many matters have been forever buried in the annals of time. I heard my family’s elders mention once that the first Pavilion Master of Mo Pavilion was a top figure and was the one who guided Yu Venerable into the Dao."
"Unfortunately, that dark disturbance destroyed everything. Countless people perished, and many old tales will forever pass into oblivion, turning to dust, buried in time. Yu Venerable can be said to have inaugurated a new Era."
Throughout the journey, many discussed how frightening that disturbance was thirty thousand years ago, virtually destroying everything.
Mo Wangchen was somewhat lost in thought, never imagining that such events had transpired after his departure. Tens of thousands of years and such so-called disturbance were enough to erase many things, so it was not surprising his name was not preserved.
Because when he initially left, he merely had True Immortal Realm Cultivation and only made one move, which was to slay the Purple Flame Sect Master, Zuo Yunfeng.
Yu Venerable emerged, quelled the disturbance, and restored peace to the world. Her brilliance was so dazzling it overshadowed everything else. Besides, tens of thousands of years have passed, and in these godless times, countless Heavenly Immortal Realm Great Powers have fallen.
Those who truly remember the name Mo Venerable are likely only the timeless existences among All Holy Lands and the various Ancient Clans.
Very soon, Mo Wangchen ascended the Holy Mountain, where he saw the steadfast Stone Sword, the Stone Tripod birthing the earth’s Dragon Vein, and behind the mountain, the Holy Pond that had not run dry.
To Mo Wangchen’s surprise, two statues were erected within the current Mo Pavilion.
One of the statues seemed blurred from the erosion of time due to its long presence.
But Mo Wangchen could still recognize it at a glance—this statue was of himself!
The other statue was of a woman with astonishing features, peerlessly graceful and untarnished by the mortal world, just like the Nine Heavens Divine Lady descending upon the world. This statue was obviously newly erected.
Though Mo Wangchen had never seen this woman, he knew she was the Yu Venerable revered by all.
Now, he fully understood.
"Yuyu..."
Standing before the statue, Mo Wangchen softly murmured. Although he had never seen this woman, there was still a hint of familiarity etched on her visage.
This was the daughter of Shi Yan and his wife, Shi Yu!
Back then, when he left, he had guided Yuyu into the Dao, later departed the Qingling Continent for the Daluo Heaven Realm.
A century later, Mo Wangchen completed his first life, leaving that world, yet he hadn’t anticipated that the once adorable little girl of seven or eight had achieved such remarkable feats thereafter.
Not only did she quell the dark disturbance, but she had now become the Yu Venerable revered by everyone.
"Who are you? Why do you not worship when seeing the divine statue of Yu Venerable?"
Mo Wangchen stood before the stone statue, slightly dazed, when someone beside him suddenly spoke.
Yu Venerable’s name was renowned across the world, and she had great contributions to all. Even though she had fallen three years ago, every day, countless Cultivators still arrived here to worship her divine statue.
"Bold, not worshiping in front of Yu Venerable’s statue and daring to stand upright, this is great disrespect!"
"Hurry and worship, or else be banished from the Holy Mountain and suppressed for a century to atone for today’s impudence!"
Many spoke up, glaring at Mo Wangchen with hostility.
Mo Wangchen’s expression paused; he did not wish to continue leaving his name in this life, only to do good deeds daily and quietly pass the century.
Looking at the stone statue of Yuyu before him, Mo Wangchen remained silent, having heard she had traveled to the Outer Starry Sky, seeking that so-called otherworldly realm.
Now, reflecting upon it, all this was probably because of him.
After leaving, Yuyu rose to prominence, likely traversing all Star Domains in this world to find his whereabouts but ultimately to no avail. Hence, she probably believed he had gone to an unknown mysterious world, right?
Recalling the day he left No-Thought Sect, the reluctance on the little girl’s face, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but feel a wave of tenderness, letting out a sigh.
At present, more people were being attracted by the previous reprimand, and Mo Wangchen did not want to draw their attention. He merely wished to quickly quell everyone’s wrath and continue his peaceful century.
Then, in front of everyone, he was about to bow before Yuyu’s stone statue.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, as he clasped his hands and began to bend down, the entire Holy Mountain started to shake violently, as if the entire ground was trembling, with the impact reaching far and wide.
"Bang!"
A thunderous explosion echoed, and the divine statue before Mo Wangchen unexpectedly collapsed, with debris flying everywhere.
"What happened?"
Everyone’s expressions changed as the ground shook violently, and even the sky grew dim, as if infinite Dao Patterns were deriving.
"Can’t even withstand a single bow from me..."
Only Mo Wangchen wore a bitter smile, seemingly the only one understanding what had happened.
Shi Yu’s cultivation soared through Heaven and Earth in this godless era, reaching Heavenly Immortal Realm Great Perfection, belonging to the Demigod Realm. Though she had fallen, strands of her Dao lingered within this realm, and wouldn’t dissipate quickly.
She was guided into the Dao by Mo Wangchen, so now, how could her divine statue endure a bow from Mo Wangchen?
"Swift!"
When the land gradually calmed and the sky brightened once more, two Divine Rainbows suddenly flew out from the very depths of Mo Pavilion.
These were two elders with weathered visages, the highest supreme figures in the world, rarely seen appearing before the masses.
Their sudden appearance ignited a commotion. Although not comparable to Yu Venerable, these two had made great sacrifices during that chaotic era and had survived over thirty thousand years.
The two elders paid no attention to those around them. Upon appearing, their gaze swept across the crowd and finally fell upon the white-robed youth standing before the fractured divine statue—a silhouette deeply imprinted within their minds.