The Eternal Calamity of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 228 A Similar Flower

He was a young man I had never seen before, with jet-black hair tied high with a plain silver crown; his eyes were slightly lowered, revealing a bright and clear inner light.

Strangely, despite looking like someone of the same age, he possessed a world-weary wisdom beyond his years, as if he understood everything about the world.

Like Shi Hao, he was unaffected by the great battle and walked calmly all the way, letting the strange haze fly past his forehead without changing his expression, as if he were strolling leisurely.

"Cough cough, fellow Daoist, are you also a prodigy from the future? It's a pity I couldn't meet you before, and now I'm about to die," the girl said weakly.

Looking across the entire battlefield, the corpses were everywhere, a truly horrific sight that turned the once sacred celestial abode into a blood-red hue.

Amidst this tragic situation, only Shi Hao and the young man remained unharmed.

"You, you..."

Shi Hao's eyes were red, his fighting spirit surging.

The next moment, a calm voice sounded from behind him, "Do you have anything else to say?"

It was Chen Wu who finally showed up at this moment, instantly causing Shi Hao to turn his head and look at him with a surprised expression.

"We are not reconciled!"

Someone sighed softly, the words coming from the mouth of a young supreme being.

He was one of the few people who had cultivated three strands of immortal energy, but before he could fully mature, he faced this desperate situation and had to perish with regret.

"Hahaha……"

The young man wielding the Radiant Golden Sword laughed, tears welling in his eyes as he fought fiercely. He said bitterly, "The Immortal Ancient Era is about to end. We are unwilling to accept it. We didn't have time to truly grow up and couldn't share the burden with our predecessors."

"Brother Daoist, did you see it?" The Phoenix Maiden looked dejected. She had just fought with all her might to kill several invaders, and the three strands of immortal energy above her head were still flowing.

"I see it; it's all just a replay of the past, and it can't change the ending."

Chen Wu nodded slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on her, unblinking.

"Yes, those two lords, like us, were unwilling to let the story end here. They wanted to tell future generations something, so they used their great power to traverse the heavens, reflect the events of the ancient immortals, and see the future," the Phoenix Goddess said with a somber expression.

Logically speaking, Chen Wu's behavior at this moment was very impolite. If it were any other time, Huang Nu might have scolded him, but at this moment she couldn't care less about such trivial matters. Instead, she looked at him with a sad expression.

On the other side, staring at that remarkably similar face, Chen Wu fell into deep thought, his mind reeling.

"How can they be so similar? Could it be another similar flower?" he wondered to himself.

That's right, the Phoenix Girl looks exactly like Xuanhuang, the only difference between them is in their temperament.

If it weren't for the fact that the latter was sealed off on the Burial Island of the mythical era, I would have almost thought that she had also come to the Immortal Ancient Era.

According to the original historical trajectory, after Shi Hao ended his dream of immortality, he discovered a phoenix egg in a cave connected to the True Phoenix Ancient City, which was suspected to be a phoenix maiden who was reborn after dying in battle.

Unfortunately, the phoenix egg was missing its soul, and no mark was left inside.

This indicates that the Phoenix Maiden's rebirth has failed and her revival is hopeless.

So Shi Hao had no choice but to give it to Huo Ling'er, hoping to help her live a new life, but Huo Ling'er did not accept it.

Ultimately, the fate of this phoenix egg remained unresolved.

[As one flower withers, another blooms. So, after the turmoil of the Chaotic Ancient Era, did a similar flower still emerge in the Era of Shrouding the Heavens?]

Thinking of this, Chen Wu murmured sadly, "Reincarnation..."

Shi Hao, standing to the side, stared blankly at him, his face showing confusion.

"It seems this fellow Daoist is also interested in the Dao of Reincarnation. It's a pity that our first meeting was at the very last moment of life and death."

The Phoenix Maiden chuckled softly, her lips as smooth as broken porcelain, yet her eyes shimmered with tears welling up, conveying a deep sense of regret to anyone who looked upon them.

"careful!"

Shi Hao suddenly shouted.

He instinctively reached out, but could only watch in vain as a demonic vine pierced through the Phoenix Maiden's chest, blood gushing out like flowers.

"My name is Xuanhuang, and it's a pleasure to meet you both!" The Phoenix Maiden smiled sadly.

This seemed to have drained her last bit of life force; the words had barely left her lips when her entire body collapsed. "The esteemed lords once said they were searching for hope, that some might still dream of returning to this life..."

"But even the great lords are passing away, and I have only seen the two of you. Perhaps, I will never see you again."

The young man holding the Bright Immortal Golden Sword looked lost in thought. His body began to disintegrate, but he still managed to glance at Chen Wu and Shi Hao one last time.

At the same time, many young supreme beings also reached the end of their lives, their blood staining the battlefield.

"what!!!"

Shi Hao roared in anguish, clenching his fists as if he were about to go berserk.

"Farewell, my friends. I have been brought here, and a part of my spirit shall remain with you."

At that moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and hot tears rolled down his cheeks. He couldn't change anything; he could only watch as they fell one by one into pools of blood.

Chen Wu did not move, but silently stared at Huang Nu's corpse, his face showing no emotion.

"Xuanhuang?"

After a moment, he murmured softly,
"Nice to meet you, my name is Chen Wu."

As the voice rang out, wisps of light suddenly gathered around, sacred and solemn, supreme and blazing like the boundless heavens.

Ultimately, these points of light melted into a sphere of light, its interior shrouded in a hazy, boundless aura of immortality, instantly attracting the attention of those strange beings.

They had originally set their sights on the white Qilin cub, but were forced to turn around and confront the suddenly appearing ball of light, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"When did a hostile immortal appear?"

The term "immortal" is used in other realms. In the ancient world, it corresponds to "true immortals," who have played a crucial and indispensable role in every great war.

"No, this aura is almost at the level of the Immortal King. This is not something we can handle. We must summon those great ones."

"However, those adults were held up by Wuzhong, Liudao Lunhui, Qingyue and the others."

At this moment, listening to the conversations of those hostile entities, Shi Hao was completely stunned.

How could he not guess that this young man, who seemed to be from the future like himself, had the ability to transcend time and interfere with the ancient immortals?

"An immortal? Could he be a true immortal?" Shi Hao couldn't help but wonder.

Interfering across time and space—this is an ability possessed only by Celestial Kings.

Chen Wu was certainly not that strong, nor was he simply acting on emotion to avenge Huang Nu.

Its real purpose was to save the Qilin cub, which had escaped disaster in the original historical timeline and survived into later generations.

When Chen Wu first arrived in this era, he was in a state of slumber. The Immortal King Wuzhong and the Immortal King Liudao Lunhui, along with many others, studied the phantom of the Gate of Immortality for a period of time, thus leaving an opportunity for him to briefly break free from the confinement.

"A cycle of reincarnation, it turns out it's like this..."

Chen Wu sighed inwardly.

In the next instant, without any unnecessary movements, he directly attacked those creatures, blocking all escape routes.

……

A gentle breeze blows, and the purple bamboo sways.

This is a ruin, the soil is scorched black, as if it has been struck by lightning and stained with blood.

Shi Hao stood alone in the ruins, motionless, his face blank, tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes.

"I actually cried." He muttered to himself, touching the tears on his face, which were still warm.

Is it a dream?
However, those scenes are still vivid in his mind, so real, that they cause him waves of heartache.

"Oh, and that young man, where did he go?"

Shi Hao suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

(End of this chapter)