Ch. 1041 - Lan Ke'er

As the Heavenly Gate above his head was gradually pushed open, an even more dazzling light shone down from within.

“Everyone, please,” Xu Zimo stood in the air, sweeping his gaze around as he spoke faintly.

The God Emperor took the lead, flying first toward that Heavenly Gate.

Immediately after, some people whom Xu Zimo did not recognize, but who also wished to go to the Outer Heavens, flew into the gate.

To step into the Heavenly Gate, one’s strength at the very least had to be at the Arcane Immortal Realm.

Otherwise, one’s body could not endure the tearing force of passing through two different worlds.

“Master Xu, then I’ll see you in the Outer Heavens,” Lady Jing also smiled lightly and her figure merged into the Heavenly Gate.

Then there was Lin Ruhu. He looked at Xu Zimo and said, “Brother Zimo, once I get there, I want to train alone.”

“Did the patriarch give you the True Martial Token?” Xu Zimo asked.

“He did,” Lin Ruhu nodded.

“If that world also has a True Martial Sacred Ground, then we’ll meet there,” Xu Zimo smiled.

After entering the Outer Heavens, each person would be teleported to a different location.

It could be said to be a random transmission.

There was a chance of one in trillions that two people might be sent together.

But with the near-infinite vastness of the Nine Heavens of the Outer Heavens, even a single Mortal Ascension Heaven was thousands of times larger than the Primordial Heartlands, there was no point entertaining such thoughts.

Seeing that everyone else had gone through, Xu Zimo did not enter. He still stood in the void, waiting.

No one knew what he was waiting for.

After some time, as the sun set in the west, the sunlight shining from within the Heavenly Gate grew weaker and weaker.

It seemed to carry the omen of closing soon.

“In the end, she still didn’t come,” he sighed.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly sensed something and sharply turned his gaze to the north.

A figure slowly walked through the air from the void.

She wore a long azure robe, embroidered with clusters of lavender.

Her collar was cut in a unique style. Her long, jet-black hair fell down her back, woven into small braids.

The cold, clear aura around her made her even more striking.

At her waist hung a green sword.

Lan Ke’er’s figure stopped in front of Xu Zimo, the faint scent of lavender spreading around.

Neither of them spoke first.

Lan Ke’er simply extended her right hand, tossed an item to Xu Zimo, and then turned to step into the Heavenly Gate.

Xu Zimo did not call after her. He knew she still could not let go.

He could understand. After all, he had slaughtered her entire family.

In his previous life, she had abandoned everything, wanting to live hidden away with him, but in the end, she was betrayed.

He never thought that after being reborn, he would be so ruthless. He truly felt pain for this girl, yet between himself and the Demon-Slayers, their paths were destined never to cross.

Some things were bottom lines. Though his heart was unwilling, there was no other way.

“Let’s just take it slowly,” Xu Zimo muttered softly.

Moreover, with his current circumstances, going together would not be a good thing.

In the Outer Heavens, there were even more enemies, and countless beings far stronger than him. He could not afford to relax.

Only by continuously climbing upward, reaching the far shore, transcending the Grand Dao, could he truly command everything.

He looked down at the item she had tossed him.

It was a sachet. Opening it, he found a sprig of purple lavender inside.

It smelled fragrant.

On the surface of the sachet, a lover’s knot had been carefully embroidered.

The story of the lover’s knot was well known to everyone. It was the most direct way to express love.

Legend had it that when a man gifted a woman a crystal needle, the woman would take out a thread of eternal union, pass it through the needle, and weave a lover’s knot as a gift in return. Within each loop and twist, tender feelings of affection and longing were woven.

Xu Zimo sighed deeply, then hung the sachet at his waist.

He glanced one last time in the direction of the True Martial Sacred Ground.

He bowed low in a deep salute, then rose into the air, turning into a streak of flowing light that disappeared into the Heavenly Gate just as it was about to close.

On Green Mountain, Wenren Yun had nearly cried herself into a weeping wreck.

Xu Qingshan held her in his arms, his chest dampened with her tears.

“Wife, how about we have another child?”

“You want to die?!”

…

His body endured a violent tearing sensation.

Xu Zimo could clearly feel two different worlds intersecting and colliding.

But at this moment, he could do nothing, only let the battle between heaven and man play out.

The pain wracked his body without pause.

As time passed, the sensation of tearing gradually weakened.

At a certain instant, the light before his eyes suddenly flared brightly.

Xu Zimo felt his entire being completely severed from the Primordial Heartlands.

Upon entering contact with this new world, his consciousness sank into slumber.

…

The first of the Nine Heavens, the Mortal Ascension Heaven.

On Sovereign Mountain Range, there existed a sect named Martial Heaven.

This Martial Heaven Sacred Ground was not very large in scale, just one of the many sects upon Sovereign Mountain Range.

They shared the mountain with the Nine Nights Holy Lands, each taking one half.

Millions of years ago, Martial Heaven Sacred Ground was once very glorious, with billions of disciples.

The Martial Heaven Emperor had walked out from this very Sovereign Mountain Range.

His brilliance had shone throughout the entire territory of the Star River God-Dynasty, and even in the other eight Heavens, his name was once known.

But ever since the Martial Heaven Emperor left the Mortal Ascension Heaven, Martial Heaven Sacred Ground had gradually declined.

Its glory was gone. Now, it was merely a lineage of a few million people. Surviving only by relying on the fertile lands of the Sovereign Mountain Range, clinging on to life.

And they often clashed with their neighboring Nine Nights Holy Lands.

The two sects looked down upon each other, both desiring to drive the other away and seize sole control of Sovereign Mountain Range.

…

At this moment, in the vast back mountains of the Sovereign Mountain Range.

Here, millions of rare celestial herbs and divine trees were planted, to supply for all disciples of the Martial Heaven Sacred Ground.

Xu Zimo awoke from a haze of blurred vision.

Struggling to sit up, the first thing he did was sense the changes in his body.

His cultivation was gone. To be precise, his body needed to adapt to the Heavenly Dao and laws of the Outer Heavens.

For now, he was no different from a mortal.

He closed his eyes slightly, sensing carefully, and had already understood.

It would take about three days to adapt to the laws of this world.

That meant after three days, he would be able to recover his realm as a Grand Emperor.

At present, he had no strength at all.

But he was not worried, because he still had the existence of the God World inside him.

Paimon and Seven-Face, no longer suppressed by the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Heartlands, should by now have recovered their full strength.

The ten meridian gates, that was the legendary Saint Sovereign Realm!

At the very least, he did not need to worry about his safety.

What mattered most now was to clarify his current situation and learn more about this world.

His body felt somewhat weak. This feeling was unpleasant.

It had been a long time since Xu Zimo had felt this fragile.

Looking around, he saw lofty mountains, with countless herbs and trees surrounding him.

He was sitting in the middle of the herb fields.

Just as he was about to stand up and explore, a few voices came from not far away.

“Did you see this year’s inner court competition? Senior Brother Zhuo was so handsome, once again taking first place without question.”

“Zhuo Bufan is alright, I think Senior Brother Mo Du is the strongest. But he’s always too proud to bother with those competitions.”

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