Eternal Holy Emperor

Chapter 1104 - 1009: Wuming

"Down below, is that old woman doing well?"

"Old woman?" The Demon Flood Dragon was puzzled.

The old man laughed, "Your Hall Master, that old woman Jialuo."

Upon hearing this, the Demon Flood Dragon’s eyes widened with shock as it stared at the old man, bewildered and cautious.

One must know that Jialuo, as mentioned by the old man, was an extraordinary existence within the Primitive Lake, revered by all the beings of the lake, yet he casually referred to her as an old woman.

Such a title made its entire body tremble fiercely thrice, almost scaring it out of its wits. If this were to spread back to the Primitive Lake, it would undoubtedly cause an unprecedented uproar.

But upon seeing the Golden Little Divine Dragon raise its chubby little dragon fist, the Demon Flood Dragon immediately became solemn, saying, "The Hall Master is currently always in seclusion, basically only coming out once in a century. But I’ve heard others say that the Hall Master seems to be seriously injured, making it difficult for her to make frequent appearances."

The old man gave a nod, somewhat regretful, "I didn’t expect that after all this time, her injuries still haven’t healed. She’s really been through a lot, but that battle back then..."

His words paused, his tone complex, before he changed the topic, "What does she say when she’s not in seclusion?"

"The Hall Master rarely speaks, more often than not she maintains silence, or issues Proclamation Decrees." The Demon Flood Dragon thought for a moment, saying, "Once in a while, I heard the Hall Master talking to herself, like she was scolding someone."

"Scolding who?" the old man pursued.

The Demon Flood Dragon shook its head, "I didn’t dare to listen to too much of what the Hall Master said. I only caught a few words, seemed like she was cursing a heartless old fellow who wronged her back then, and once her injuries healed, she would slaughter that damned old fool."

At this moment, it suddenly realized something, looking at the fishing old man before it, eyes widening, could the old fellow the Hall Master mentioned be...

"Some things are not for you to imagine. Think less about them. Go back, and when you return below, don’t speak carelessly, or you might find yourself in deep trouble, understand?" The old man said.

The Demon Flood Dragon understood the severity, nodding quickly.

The old man grabbed the Demon Flood Dragon and tossed it down into the Primitive Lake, letting it leave.

The Demon Flood Dragon circled twice above the Primitive Lake, then with a long whistling sound, transformed into a colossal flood dragon and submerged into the Primitive Lake, disappearing without a trace.

The Golden Little Divine Dragon stared with its big golden eyes, and in a crisp voice said, "Old man, why don’t you go down to find that old woman? Aren’t you always thinking about her?"

The old man patted the Golden Little Divine Dragon’s head and also caressed Yii Wu’s little head, saying, "Some things you won’t understand at your current age."

"What don’t we understand, old man? Didn’t you just abandon someone after starting with them?" The two little beasts grumbled.

The old man laughed, neither confirming nor denying, but suddenly said, "Soon, she’ll come out. Even if I don’t look for her, she will come to find me."

Others were somewhat bewildered, the two little beasts widened their eyes, filled with confusion.

But whether it was Ye Chen, the Goddess, or Yii Wu, they quickly sensed it, exchanged glances, and understood.

Was it the moment when the Heavenly Earth Chess opened completely?

Was the old man, along with the mysterious Hall Master Jialuo in the Primitive Lake, one of the masters controlling the chess?

The old man called the old servant forward and brought eight Divine Fruits. Each of them was an unparalleled genuine product, radiating a misty Divine Radiance, containing abundant vitality, no less than ten-thousand-year-old Medicine Treasures, given to the two little beasts.

There was also a bundle containing a lot of high-quality Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and Spirit Fruits, all given to the two little beasts.

Then he patted the two little beasts’ heads, softly saying, "Alright, you should return too, go with those you should follow."

And with a flourish of his palm, a small, exquisitely simple Jade Token appeared, having a special Dao Rhythm, very precious, but he halved it, hanging them around the necks of Yii Wu and the Golden Little Divine Dragon, saying, "With this Jade Token, if you encounter any trouble in the future, inject Divine Light, and other old folks in the Ancient Emperor Realm, upon seeing it, will give this old man a bit of respect. Even among the Emperor Clan, no one would dare harm you."

Even if naive, Yii Wu and the Golden Little Divine Dragon understood, the old man was about to send them away. Immediately, large watery eyes appeared, on the verge of tears: "Old man..."

After all, they had been together for more than a decade, and during this time the old man had taken care of them in many ways. Now suddenly parting naturally filled them with reluctance.

To the two little beasts, the old man was like a grandfather.

The old man said, "Don’t cry, we will meet again soon."

"Really?" The two little beasts were both surprised and happy.

"It’s true." The old man smiled and then personally escorted them, leading Ye Chen and the others to the exit of the peaceful land, on the other side was the terrifying battlefield, a vast Divine Battlefield filled with countless fragments of Heavenly King Level Principles flying around.

They saw the old man pointing out a Divine Light, which then soared into the Heavenly Dome, forming a Divine Light Channel, with all kill aura avoided, saying, "Young friends, just follow this Divine Light Channel, and you can safely leave this Divine Battlefield and return to the outside world."

"Thank you, senior." Ye Chen clasped his hands in gratitude, paused, then suddenly asked, "Senior, may I know your name?"

Such a high personage, absolutely not an unknown existence.

The old man laughed, "The names of the past have long been forgotten, you can call me Elder Wuming."

Elder Wuming?

Ye Chen’s eyes showed a slight condensation, thinking of something, he glanced at Elder Wuming thoughtfully, clasping his hands, "In that case, we will not disturb senior Wuming’s fishing. We juniors will now leave with my wife, Yii Wu, and the little divine dragon. Thank you for taking care of Yii Wu and the little divine dragon all this time."

The group stepped onto the Divine Light Channel, and in an instant quickly moved away, with the peaceful land disappearing from view, everything vanishing.

Ye Chen looked back once more at this Divine Battlefield, seeing thousands of Ancient Netherworld Soldiers, neatly arrayed, still standing on the Divine Battlefield, filled with murderous intensity, as if ready to strike.

His gaze was deep, contemplative.

In the peaceful land, Elder Wuming watched the departing figures, especially focusing on Ye Chen, letting out a soft sigh, "Truly a terrifying junior, reaching this point with his own ability—Supreme Tenth Layer Heaven—a level that even in the Mythical Era, not many reached."

"He is the first of this epoch, achieving this level with his own power, moreover, he is of the Combat Saint Body, a descendant of that great existence’s lineage, very strong, defying the heavens, maybe in the future he truly has a hope of becoming a Great Emperor."

"Hmm, his perception is also very keen, perhaps he’s sensed some of this old man’s secrets."

"Consider those principle residues as my gift to you."

Then he looked towards the outside world, piercing through layers of leaden clouds, seeing the Infinite Starry Sky, suddenly saying, "The heavens, great changes are about to occur. The ancient layout, the fall of the Era of Gods, everything will finally emerge."

"They, those people, will they appear as well?"