Respectful Welcome
A door?
Where did a door come from?
Lord of Wuji furrowed his brows, subconsciously looking towards the direction the sound came from. Amidst the fragmented Embroidery Diagram Realm, a heavy Grand Relief Gate had somehow already suspended itself in the air.
That Embroidery Diagram Realm was the transformation of Yao Qing's Red Dust Base, and the Grand Relief Gate originated from the deepest part of the Red Dust Base.
But at this moment, that door, leading to who knows where, was slowly opening...
Boom—!!
The sword dragon, wreathed in lightning, roared past the front of the Grand Relief Gate. Before it could fly far, a cold harrumph suddenly echoed from behind the door.
An invisible ripple spread out from between the Grand Relief Gate.
In the next moment, every single long sword making up that sword dragon collapsed and dissipated at a visible speed. All the microscopic particles constituting its material were deconstructed into countless tiny 'Strings', swept into that sweeping ripple, and turned into a tide of energy surging in all directions!
That unstoppable lightning sword dragon, after swimming for only two seconds, completely disintegrated and was annihilated into nothingness!
"This is..."
Lord of Wuji's pupils slightly shrank.
This scene was truly too shocking. At this moment, whether it was the members of the Witchcraft Association on the battlefield or the Dusk Society and the others, they were all drawn to the disappearance of the sword dragon... They all seemed to have guessed something, their eyes revealing expressions of horror!
"I just changed into my clothes to prepare for work... It seems I have to rest for a while again." Seeing this, Bai Ye, who had changed into his black formal suit, sighed helplessly.
The other Dusk Society members also stared unblinkingly towards the direction of the Main City.
"That person has awakened, the sky should also change."
"Who will ultimately win or lose this Realm War is really hard to say..."
...
"Could it be..."
On the city wall battlefield, Chen Ling, currently standing on the back of the shadow scorpion, saw this scene, and a faint glimmer flashed in his eyes.
In the next moment, a figure wearing a white training uniform stepped out from behind the Grand Relief Gate.
A second Nine Sovereign Tier Oppressive Aura suddenly descended!!
Boom—!!!
Long black hair danced lightly in the wind like a waterfall. A beautiful figure, barefooted, stepped on the void, standing tall above the Red Dust Main City. Her figure overlapped with that indomitable figure on the Grand Relief Gate, like a Divine Being lingering in the mortal world!
Lord of the Red Dust, Su Zhiwei.
Su Zhiwei walked in the void as if walking on the surface of a pond. Every step she took was like a green duckweed touching the water, creating ripples in the void...
She looked down at this city shrouded in the flames of war, her brows furrowing tighter and tighter.
This was an unfamiliar era. The buildings, the environment, the sky, the burning ruins, the roaming Calamities, as well as the vengeful spirits and cries filling the world... Su Zhiwei, dressed in white, stood there like a lost soul from another era, knowing absolutely nothing about everything here.
But the only thing she could be sure of was that her Domain was protecting this place. This was the Red Dust Domain.
So, the hibernation plan succeeded?
The Red Dust Domain had been successfully established, and she had crossed the long years to arrive in another era... As for the specific time, Su Zhiwei didn't know, but it had definitely been more than a century.
Then... was he no longer here?
The figure of a young man flashed through Su Zhiwei's mind, and a wave of sorrow welled up in her heart.
A century was the limit of human life. Although she had lived to this era, for the person who once accompanied her, this was an eternal farewell.
Su Zhiwei took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing these emotions, and cast her gaze back to the devastated Red Dust Domain.
Here, she felt the aura of another one of the Nine Monarchs.
"Damn it..."
When Su Zhiwei's gaze swept across the mortal world, brilliant glints flashed continuously in Lord of Wuji's eyes, as if he was rapidly contemplating something... Then, clenching his teeth, he shot out of the Red Dust Domain at an astonishing speed!
He was going to leave!
Lord of Wuji was very smart. He knew that once the Lord of the Red Dust awakened, the Red Dust Domain would welcome its second Demigod. And currently, he wasn't in his peak state. With less than half his strength, he couldn't possibly be a match for the Lord of the Red Dust and Yao Qing...
Therefore, he instantly made the best tactical judgment, which was to temporarily retreat from the Red Dust Domain!
Although he didn't know how the Lord of the Red Dust had forcibly extended her life to this era, he estimated it probably had to do with the Hibernation Pod. If that were the case, then the Lord of the Red Dust should be like Yao Qing, and before long, she would self-collapse and head towards destruction.
Once he left the Red Dust Domain, it would be impossible for the Lord of the Red Dust to catch up, because the moment she left, the Domain sheltering the Red Dust Domain would dissipate. Lord of Wuji didn't believe the Lord of the Red Dust would abandon those millions of lives to kill him... Taking a step back, even if she really dared to, the deaths of those millions of people would be enough to create enough Philosopher's Stones to restore him to his peak Combat Power.
As for Yao Qing, he was already at the end of his tether. Even if he chased outside the Domain to kill him, he would only be counter-killed by him. So, as long as he left the Red Dust Domain, he could regain the initiative!
When the lifespans of these two Demigods came to an end, he would still be able to trample over the Red Dust!
Seeing Lord of Wuji turn around and run, Yao Qing was also taken aback.
"This guy... is quite cunning."
Yao Qing didn't give chase because he no longer had the strength. At this moment, his attention was all on the beautiful figure walking through the void in the sky...
Three hundred years;
Although in these three hundred years, Yao Qing accompanied Su Zhiwei every day, using Embroidery Threads to trap the years for her... but when he saw her awaken with his own eyes, Yao Qing's heart still couldn't help but tremble.
Joy? Anticipation? Gratification? Or perhaps... fear?
Yao Qing didn't know.
Even though he was currently the only Demigod of the Path of the Arts in this era, his heart was in turmoil at this moment... Tears filled those cloudy, aged eye sockets, eventually overflowing and dripping onto the puddle beneath him.
The ripples shattered, and the miserable old man covered in bloody holes shattered into thousands of pieces in the reflection. From the corner of his eye, he saw this scene, and his entire body trembled slightly.
He remained silent for a long time, ultimately lowering his head and silently shifting his gaze away.
Embroidery Threads swam between his aged wrinkles, silently altering his facial features and face shape. He watched helplessly as himself in the puddle gradually transformed into the appearance of another old man.
At the same time,
That beautiful figure wearing a white training uniform walked over on the void.
As she drew near, when that vibrant face was right before his eyes, the emotions Yao Qing had suppressed for hundreds of years became increasingly difficult to control...
A heart full of love surged up, but when it reached his lips, it ultimately turned into a hoarse and respectful sentence:
"Pathway Chief of the Path of the Arts... respectfully welcomes the return of the Lord of the Red Dust."
He deeply bowed his head, respectfully saluting.