Longzang

Chapter 1151 Call Mom

A dazzling light appeared, astonishing the entire world!
In an instant, almost all the immortals in the world sensed the purest and most exquisite light of the crystal, and all sorts of reactions occurred.

This ray of light originated from the endless distance, piercing through all barriers in the world, and came in a mighty torrent.

In an instant, a rainbow-like sword light rose from the Sword Palace, slashing straight at the center of the stream of light. Then, from the Immortal Heaven above, a cloud of mist and a stream of light floated out from the Primordial Palace, striking the tail and the head respectively.

The three immortals attacked simultaneously, with only slight differences in timing, so small as to be immeasurable.

However, when the sword light merged into the stream of glazed light, it immediately turned into shimmering pieces of glazed light that fell down, while the glazed light river continued to roll forward.

The clouds and light that struck his head instantly turned into grains of crystal sand upon contact. The teacup in the hand of Immortal Lord Yan Shi in the courtyard suddenly cracked, and tea mixed with blood slid from his fingertips.

The fading light also transformed into wisps of crystalline mist, finally dissipating a small section of the shimmering river of light, but it couldn't change the overall trend. The figure of Immortal Lord Zhu Yan appeared in the Primordial Palace, his body radiating shimmering light. The entire mountain's grand formation instantly activated, using the power of the mountain gate to dissipate the shimmering light's energy. Zhu Yan was unable to move; although his life was not in danger, he was powerless to fight back.

In the ancestral land of the Bao family, Old Madam Bao narrowed her eyes, her body surging with an aura like a tidal wave, causing the surrounding earth to tremble slightly. This was the immense power of a surging ocean tide, almost unstoppable! At this moment, Old Madam Bao finally revealed her true strength.

Time seems to pass very, very slowly in the eyes of immortals. As the streak of light streaked across the sky, Madam Bao felt her immortal power surge like a tidal wave, ready to erupt at any moment, yet she suppressed it all.

A young man appeared silently behind her, with a beautiful face that resembled a woman's. A three-colored celestial light flowed between his brows, but his face was pale, his figure slender, and his skin too delicate and silky, revealing an undeniable sickly frailty.

He was also looking at the shimmering river of light in the sky when he suddenly said, "If Ancestor wants to make a move, then so be it. There's no need to worry about me. I know very well that I'm beyond saving. Why should we endure this humiliation only to end up with no good result? It's better to let Yun'er have a good outcome. She's actually more talented than me."

Madam Bao suddenly frowned, somewhat annoyed, and shouted, "Stop talking! I have my own decision!"

This time, the young immortal did not listen and said, "You only hate the whole branch because of what Yun'er's ancestors did. But how long ago was that? Father is dead and cannot be brought back to life. In fact, it was already wrong of the clan to waste so many resources on me in the past. In comparison, Yun'er is obviously more promising and has more luck."

Madam Bao's immortal power suddenly calmed down. She calmly watched the crystal river pass overhead and said indifferently, "Since you're so eager to persuade me, then I won't make a move. Consider it a lesson for you. This Bao family is not for you to call the shots."

The young immortal was stunned, his face flushed red, then he lowered his head and said nothing more.

Madam Bao sighed inwardly, the second half of her sentence she had originally intended to say remained unspoken, and besides, it would have been useless to say it anyway.

The Bao family currently possesses two immortals, one in the open and one in the shadows, seemingly possessing an incredibly deep foundation. However, after these two immortals, apart from Bao Yun, there is no successor. Moreover, each immortal has their own problems, making the family exceptionally fragile. Therefore, the Bao family in its current state cannot withstand any storms. Otherwise, the Lü family and the Xu family of Northern Qi would serve as ready-made examples.

Not far from the Sword Palace lies a secluded hill, its deep forests and clear waters, with uniquely shaped rocks and treacherous paths, making it a perfect place to escape the world. A narrow path leads one deeper into the hillside, flanked by towering ancient trees whose dense foliage filters dappled sunlight, causing it to shimmer and dance on the moss-covered stones. The sound of flowing water echoes from the depths, revealing a small, white waterfall cascading down from several dark rocks, forming a crystal-clear pool.

Beside the small pool, before the cliff, there are several thatched huts, simple yet not shabby, plain yet not dilapidated, with stone walls and thatched roofs, paths and white flowers, all embodying the true meaning of the Great Way.

Bai Kaishui was standing in the courtyard, drawing water from the water vat and pouring it into a clay pot, continuing to cook it over the fire.

The sky above began to radiate a crystal-clear light, and a river of light slowly crawled through the air, heading west.

Without even looking up, Bai Kaishui picked a few tea leaves from the jar and put them into the teapot, then poured in hot water, completely focused and attentive. Someone next to him chuckled, "Benefactor Bai, how can you still be brewing tea at such a crucial moment? By the time this cup of tea is brewed, the opportunity will have passed."

Plain Water sighed, "Then what should we do? I still have a connection with your Buddha, so I dare not act rashly!"

A middle-aged lay Buddhist appeared out of nowhere, exuding an aura of distant mountain pines that made one forget worldly concerns. He looked around the small courtyard and said, "Benefactor Bai has a great affinity with Buddhism. Your previous impulsiveness was harmless. As long as you remember this affinity, that's enough."

"Of course I remember."

The layman laughed heartily, his laughter like a clear spring falling on strange rocks, tinkling and resonating with the sound of metal and stone. He said, "It's good that you remember. This courtyard of Benefactor Bai is extraordinary! It reflects people through its scenery, revealing their true nature. Benefactor Bai's refined taste is innate, natural, without the slightest trace of artifice, and without a trace of worldly concerns. It is truly difficult to surpass, far exceeding the realm of those so-called famous scholars in the world!"

Seeing this, I know you are a trustworthy person; minor matters are insignificant, but you must be of sound character. I will take my leave now; please enjoy your drink."

Plain Water rolled her eyes: "Won't you have a drink?"

The lay Buddhist smiled and said, "My spiritual cultivation is shallow, and I dare not have any karmic connection with Benefactor Bai. You should leave now!"

Without waiting for Bai Kaishui's reply, he cupped his hands and vanished. Bai Kaishui remained smiling, a wisp of sword energy hidden at his fingertips slipping out like a fish and landing in the teacup.

He then poured the tea on the ground and looked up at the sky. By this time, the River of Glazed Light had already receded into the distance and gradually disappeared into the western horizon.

Plain Water shook his head, glanced at the elegantly decorated courtyard, and left. What the world didn't know was that Plain Water had specially commissioned someone to decorate this courtyard at great expense, emphasizing a simple and natural style.

Whenever an important person arrives, Bai Kaishui will lead them here, aiming to give them a profound impression that highbrow culture is also lowbrow culture. In this way, if the two sides become enemies in the future, the opponent will have a preconceived notion and, if suddenly encountering Bai Kaishui's insidious, ruthless, and unscrupulous sword intent, will inevitably suffer a great loss.

Many powerful enemies in the past were defeated by Bai Kaishui in this way, becoming stepping stones on his path to becoming the Palace Master of the Sword Palace.

Looking at the shimmering river of light, Bai Kaishui's eyes held an indescribable solemnity. In the end, he failed to unleash the two sword energies, for it would have been futile.

The Glazed River of Light is the ultimate stillness; almost any force entering its range is reduced to utter stillness. Utter stillness is utter strength, but without resilience; any force impacted by the Glazed River of Light will shatter it.

Moreover, this River of Glazed Light has the power to stop time. When anything falls into it, time will stand still. However, time in the world continues to rush forward. Therefore, if there is even a momentary misalignment, the resulting terrifying power will tear even immortal artifacts to shreds.

This power is the bane of sword cultivators; Feng Hanzhou's previous distant slash had barely made a dent. Even if Bai Kaishui were to follow up with another strike, it would be futile.

The power of the Glazed River of Light far surpassed the casual strike of the Venerable Lord that day, and was probably comparable to the Venerable Lord's full-force attack. This strike came from beyond the heavens, striking from hundreds of millions of miles away. It was clearly visible to everyone, yet it caught the immortals completely off guard, forcing them to compete head-on in terms of immortal power and rank. All the grand formations, powerful immortal treasures, rare materials, divine beasts, and immortal birds were too late to make a move.

In the blink of an eye, the Glazed River of Light had reached the sky above Qingming and was falling directly towards Wei Yuan.

Now that the true intentions have been revealed, the opponent, a powerful figure, has made his move, aiming to eliminate Wei Yuan in one fell swoop with unparalleled strength!

Before the River of Glazed Light, a venomous scorpion carrying a cauldron appeared instantly, spewing out pill fire; then a mecha giant blasted out layers of fire streams; a pagoda suppressed, black mist intercepted, a black immortal spewed fire, and a giant ape threw stones—all these immortal forms were using their full strength, yet all were utterly useless.

Suddenly, the three palaces of Lingxiao appeared in the air, directly blocking the river of light, but instantly transformed into countless glassy light butterflies, scattering away. However, this time the glassy river of light finally weakened a little.

In the quiet room, Zhang Sheng snorted, and suddenly two streams of blood flowed from his eyes.

Standing atop the azure sky, facing this utterly irresistible attack, Wei Yuan was suddenly filled with resentment!
He couldn't understand why he had painstakingly cultivated supreme supernatural powers, using almost all of his immense strength to improve people's lives. The so-called "sea of ​​suffering dissipation" had already begun to sprout in the Azure Netherworld.

Hundreds of millions of people are living a life of unprecedented wealth, and there are no longer any people suffering from cold or hunger. Moreover, the people have become more intelligent, and as long as they have the desire to strive for progress, while it may not be absolutely fair, everyone has at least some chance of achieving their goals.

Currently, there are tens of millions of people in the Azure Netherworld who have forged their bodies, and those who have reached the Foundation of the Dao are approaching the 500,000 mark, while only a thousand people can be seen in the distance with their Dharma forms.

In such a prosperous era, Wei Yuan felt he had done right by heaven and earth, by history, and by the people. Why then did this calamity befall him at this time?
This calamity was unstoppable and unavoidable. Wei Yuan could only pull together the billions of people of Qingming to share this blow. But before a powerful being, billions of mortals were nothing more than a pile of sand, easily pushed over. The so-called fortune of billions of people could slay immortals, but that only slayed minor immortals. Before a truly powerful being, it was still a joke.

Before the majestic, lofty, and boundless River of Glazed Light, the endless karmic consequences generated by the two hundred million wealthy and powerful people in the Azure Netherworld were as nothing.

Wei Yuan instantly understood what the other party meant: if Wei Yuan dared to drag all living beings down with him, then he would annihilate all living beings as well!
At this moment, Wei Yuan could only sigh. He could gamble that his opponent was also afraid of karma and wouldn't dare to really attack, but he wasn't willing to take that gamble. He wasn't willing to let the millions of mortals who had finally managed to live a slightly better life become cannon fodder in the battle between immortals.

To some extent, the other party did indeed grasp Wei Yuan's weakness and was forcing him to his death.

Wei Yuan had no choice but to accept his fate.

At that moment, the operation of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth seemed to be momentarily interrupted, countless causes and effects became disconnected, and an invisible wind spread around. Wherever it passed, the Dao of Heaven and Earth suddenly became scattered and operated independently!
The entire Azure Heaven and Earth was originally like a precise clock, but now it has suddenly become countless parts, each of which is operating independently, but they are unrelated to each other.

Suddenly, a woman in black appeared in the sky, high above, coldly looking down upon the mortal world. She pointed a finger lightly at the River of Glazed Light, and in an instant, the entire River of Glazed Light, like the heavens and earth, was disintegrated into countless independently operating parts.

Then the River of Light transformed into countless stars and gradually disappeared.

Heaven and earth fell silent once more.

This confrontation even exceeded the comprehension of many immortals. The immortals were filled with doubt: how could such authority exist in the world?

The starlight finally disappeared, and the azure sky returned to peace. No one dared to look over again.

Having narrowly escaped death, Wei Yuan felt his throat was dry and his body stiff. He steadied himself, bowed to the woman in black, and said, "My lord, thank you for saving my life..."

The woman in black slowly turned her head, and the instant she turned, the world in Wei Yuan's consciousness suddenly vanished! In the vast expanse of the universe, at the end of time, there was only her pair of eyes!
She looked at Wei Yuan with a cold indifference and a sense of having seen all the ages, and slowly said:
"What are you thanking me for? Call me Mom."

(End of this chapter)