I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 680 Mysterious Baby Girl
He pulled his hand back and took several steps backward, his chest heaving violently, still shaken.

Where was the terrifying scene of the sky collapsing and the gods fighting? Only the hundred-meter-tall white jade statue still stood quietly.

The compassionate face was hidden in the mist, as if the ancient illusion that had just swept through one's soul was nothing more than its silent sigh.

He composed himself and dared not touch the statues again.

This place is too eerie. Who knows what kind of thrilling ancient deity memories are sealed inside the next statue?

He gripped the God-Slaying Whip tightly in his hand; its warm touch calmed his mind, and he continued walking, heading deeper into the Heavenly Palace as he sensed it.

The further we went in, the thinner the fog seemed to become, and the wider the view became.

The towering pillars on both sides, neither made of gold nor stone, were carved with patterns of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, the sun, moon, and stars.

A faint, ethereal light shone through the jade-paved cloud-like steps beneath my feet; walking on them, I could barely make a sound.

Occasionally, one could see some side halls with their doors tightly closed, exuding an ancient atmosphere that was sometimes cold, sometimes hot, and sometimes full of life, which inspired contemplation, but Jiang Wen did not rush in.

After all, this is no safe place, and he might end up being left here if he's not careful.

The deeper I went, the stronger the inexplicable pull I felt.

It seemed that something awaited him at the very core of this heavenly palace.

After passing through several seemingly impassable corridors that suddenly opened up as the clouds dispersed, a bright and clear view appeared before us.

Before them stretched an extremely spacious courtyard.

At the end of the courtyard stands a magnificent and imposing main hall.

The palace was incredibly tall, piercing straight into the swirling glow of the sunset above. Its glazed tiles shimmered and gleamed, their deep blue hue resembling that of precious jade.

Before the palace gate, gleaming jade pillars are entwined with a lifelike golden-scaled, crimson-bearded dragon, its scales and armor fully intact. In the distance, several long bridges stand, upon which soaring phoenixes with colorful plumage circle.

A thousand auspicious wisps of purple mist billowed out, and countless rays of rosy light flew around the palace, truly displaying an extraordinary atmosphere reminiscent of a celestial palace.

Jiang Wen calmed himself down, stepped onto the long bridge, walked under the phoenix shadow, and arrived at the tightly closed palace gate.

The gate was towering, seemingly weighing a ton, and was inscribed with the constellations of the heavens.

As Jiang Wen contemplated whether to push open the door and enter, he suddenly felt a tremor in his soul. Within his divine sea, the once silent statue emitted a golden light.

Silently watching that scene, he reached out and gently pushed without hesitation.

"Squeak-"

With a long, heavy sound, the palace door opened effortlessly without any obstruction.

But inside that door, a completely different world unfolded before their eyes.

Looking around, the interior space is so vast that it seems to form its own little world.

The first thing that catches the eye is the towering structure perched atop the layers of steps, seemingly reaching the same height as the dome.

Further away, a divine throne appeared.

The throne was neither a chair nor a seat, but an enormous lotus platform. The petals were layered upon layered, each one flowing with Daoist inscriptions, and countless gentle yet majestic auspicious rays of light emanated from it, illuminating the entire hall in every detail.

Jiang Wen's gaze was instantly drawn to the scene in the center of the lotus platform. He frowned, as if he had seen something strange.

At the very core of that lotus platform, there was not nothing at all.

A pale blue, slightly hazy figure floated in the air. The figure's exact appearance was unclear, only vaguely resembling a human shape.

A soft, pure azure aura emanated from him, like the tender buds of willows sprouting in early spring, carrying an indescribable vitality and ethereal beauty. In this solemn and magnificent hall, he stood out strikingly. Jiang Wen's heart stirred; he felt that inexplicable pull originate from this very source.

Without further hesitation, she gracefully rose up, crossed the layers of jade steps, and slowly descended towards the huge golden lotus platform, approaching the pale blue figure in the center.

Just as he was still ten feet away from the blue figure, a sudden change occurred.

The storage bag tied to his waist suddenly began to vibrate on its own without warning. A flash of light appeared at the opening of the bag, and two items flew out uncontrollably.

It resembles a woman's arm, white as jade, with slightly curled fingertips.

The other one is the eyes.

These eyes were clear as glass, seemingly containing the birth and death of stars. These were Jiang Wen's collected relics of Jiang Wenji, and he never expected them to fly out of his storage bag at this moment.

Jiang Wen wanted to take these things back, but could only watch as the two objects flew out and turned into streams of light, disappearing directly into the pale blue figure in the center of the lotus platform.

"What's going on?! Why are Jiang Wenji's belongings making such a commotion?" He was greatly astonished and could not understand what he was seeing.

Before he could react, the storage bag shook violently again.

The earthenware jar, inscribed with ancient Tai Cang characters, suddenly shattered on its own with a "crack".

The white powder in the jar seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, fluttering out and gathering in mid-air to form a hazy white band of light. After swirling for a moment, it plunged into the pale blue light and shadow.

Seeing this, Jiang Wen calmed down. He knew that the earthenware pot was no ordinary object. He had exchanged it because he felt a sense of familiarity with it, but he never expected that the earthenware pot would actually be connected to an old friend.

As these three things merged, the pale blue figure that had been quietly floating suddenly burst forth with dazzling blue divine light.

The light was incredibly pure, radiating an ethereal aura, as if it gathered the most primal vitality and spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

As the light flowed, a Taoist melody resonated, and the phantom of a golden lotus bloomed and vanished in the light, illuminating the entire golden lotus platform and even the vast and boundless palace in a clear and translucent blue, like a world of crystal.

Jiang Wen involuntarily narrowed his eyes, straining his vision to stare intently at the spot where the blue light was strongest.

The vast and magnificent azure divine light did not spread out; instead, it rapidly converged and condensed inward, like rivers flowing into the sea.

At the heart of the light, an outline is gradually becoming clear and complete.

In just a few breaths, the soaring azure light had completely subsided and vanished without a trace.

Where the pale blue figure had been standing, a tiny baby girl had now appeared.

The baby girl was floating in mid-air, fast asleep, and looked to have been born recently.

Her skin was fair and smooth, as if it were carved from the finest mutton fat jade, with a healthy blush.

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes like two small fans, quietly resting on her eyelids. Her small nose was pert and upturned, and her small mouth was like a cherry, slightly pouting.

Her appearance was indescribably cute and exquisite, as if she had gathered all the beauty and charm of the world. She was not like an ordinary person, but rather like a descendant of a celestial being who had fallen to earth. Her whole body exuded a pure and otherworldly aura.

The baby girl floated quietly in the center of the lotus platform, her small body curled up, with a faint blue spiritual light flowing around her, forming a strange and harmonious resonance with the huge golden lotus platform beneath her and the entire magnificent heavenly palace.

Jiang Wen stared blankly at the baby girl who had appeared out of nowhere, his heart filled with turmoil.

He never imagined that the limbs of Jiang Wenji that he had collected, along with that jar of mysterious white powder, would fuse together in the depths of this eerie heavenly palace to form such an exquisite and delicate infant.

"What exactly happened? Why did Wenji's belongings end up like this?" Jiang Wen stared intently at the baby girl, his curiosity driving him to approach her.

He was eager to know what the connection was between the baby girl and Jiang Wenji.

(End of this chapter)