Guarding the River of Time

Chapter 431 - 421: Ancestor, What Is the Sacred Medicine Garden Like?

Under the extreme aura, the space in this area began to twist continuously, reaching the limits of the spatial strength of this world, possibly collapsing at any moment.

Everyone from the three great Demon Realms and the Kunpeng Demon Realm stood petrified, as if turned to stone, unable to move, their eyes filled with fear as they stared at the figure in the void.

It was Bai Yuan’s first time experiencing the aura of the boss; a storm surged within him. Is this the boss’s strength?

No!

The boss is suppressing his aura because the space rules of the Kunpeng Demon Realm have reached their limit. If the boss unleashed his aura completely, the entire Demon Realm’s space would collapse entirely!

It’s unimaginable, what level must the boss’s cultivation have reached?!

.....

Qin Yuan glanced around and finally fixed his gaze on Bai Yuan’s face, pausing for a moment.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand.

Whoosh—

A gust of wind rose, accompanying the downward sweep of his right hand.

The sound of sword singing roared forth.

Crack—

A crisp shattering sound erupted, and in an instant, the three great Demon Realms’ rulers, along with all their armies and cultivators, turned to ashes, forming glittering particles, like fireworks, cascading down from the void.

As the sword light dissipated and rain fell, it painted a scene where the entire Bai Race, including Bai Yuan, gazed skyward in a daze.

The Nine Emperors of the Bai Race, their weapons tightly clutched in their hands, silently slipped from their grips, falling to the ground, emitting a metallic clatter.

Their minds were blank; no matter how formidable the three great Demon Realms were, nor how they forced them into dire straits, they never let go of their weapons.

But now, a sense of insignificance uncontrollably blossomed within them, compelling them to surrender, like ants facing an imminent descent of an elephant’s foot; would you still think of resisting?

....

"I give you half a day to settle matters."

"Before the sun sets, come find me and tell me your ultimate decision."

Qin Yuan turned his head and spoke to Bai Yuan.

In the end, he gave Bai Yuan one more chance to choose anew.

After speaking, he left this place.

Upon hearing this conversation, everyone in the Bai Family was stunned, not expecting this immensely powerful man brought by the ancestor to eliminate the three great Demon Realms with just a wave of his hand!

At this moment, countless people could hardly believe what had transpired before their eyes; it happened too quickly, too dreamlike.

One second, they were cornered by the three great Demon Realms.

The next second, not only had the long-absent ancestor returned, but he also brought an incredibly powerful individual who, with a wave of his hand, resolved the centuries-old disaster of the Kunpeng Demon Realm.

......

"Welcome back, ancestor!"

At this moment, the Nine Emperors of the Bai Family were the first to react, kneeling devoutly toward Bai Yuan in the void.

"Welcome back, ancestor!"

"Welcome back, ancestor!"

In an instant, everyone in the Bai Family knelt, their voices like waves, spreading to the horizon, echoing throughout the Kunpeng Demon Realm.

At this moment, the traitorous Demon Race, the struggling Demon Race, and the despaired and bewildered Demon Realm cultivators all gazed up at the sky. They knew the true ruler of the Kunpeng Demon Realm had returned; the highest mountain of the Bai Family stood once more upon the land of the Kunpeng Demon Realm.

At this moment, the calamity of death in the Kunpeng Demon Realm was completely resolved as well.

......

At this moment.

Inside the White Emperor Demon Hall, Bai Yuan sat on the highest throne.

Sitting below on both sides were the current rulers of the Bai Family, the Nine Emperors of the Bai Family. Ever since the ancestor left, the Bai Family hadn’t appointed a Clan Leader.

These nine were also raised under Bai Yuan’s watch. Unexpectedly, after he left for the River of Time, ten thousand years had passed here, revealing the significant difference in the flow of time compared to the outside world on the River of Time.

"Bai An, Bai Dongshen, Bai Yangyue..."

Bai Yuan called out the names of the nine one by one.

In the next second, the nine stood up immediately, stepping into the center of the hall.

"The threat of the three great Demon Realms is gone. Make haste to annex their territory, recruit their people, and quickly develop."

"As long as you absorb all the resources of the three great Demon Realms, the Kunpeng Demon Realm will be safe for a long time."

Bai Yuan’s words echoed within the great hall.

"Yes!" The nine responded firmly, their words resonant and powerful.

"Also, I have left my teachings in the ancestral land of the Bai Family. Future Clan Leader candidates must go to the ancestral land and succeed before taking on their great duty."

Bai Yuan slowly said.

Hearing this, others detected an unusual meaning in the ancestor’s words, which sounded like he was making his last arrangements.

"Ancestor, are you leaving?"

The nine were not fools; combining today’s dialogue between the ancestor and that powerful figure led to a conclusion... it seemed the ancestor was making some sort of deal with that powerful figure.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Yes."

After witnessing today’s battle and comprehending the boss’s might, Bai Yuan also realized that only true strength could grant survival.

He could save the Bai Family once but couldn’t protect them for generations. He couldn’t always stand guard over the Bai Family because, inevitably, there would come a calamity he couldn’t withstand, leading to their eventual fall and demise.

Thus, he understood that some worldly ties and causes must be severed.

He also seemed to understand why true powerhouses were solitary... not because they were absolutely ruthless, but because they walked too high, and no one around could keep up.

To ascend higher, one must relinquish some things.

"This letter should only be opened at the moment of life and death for the Bai Family."

Bai Yuan took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Bai An, the leader of the nine.

After speaking, Bai Yuan stood up, gazed deeply at everyone, said nothing more, and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Bai An suddenly called out to Bai Yuan: "Ancestor... did you find the Sacred Medicine Garden?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan paused momentarily, then nodded.

Seeing this, the nine exhibited joyful expressions, faces brimming with childlike wonder: "Ancestor, what is the Sacred Medicine Garden like?"

Seeing the nine filled with hope, Bai Yuan’s body suddenly trembled, and he froze.

At this moment, he truly felt the sorrow of the weak; in their dreams, the Sacred Medicine Garden was an immensely sacred place, brimming with countless opportunities.

Little did they know, it was merely a vegetable medicine garden for his "master."

If not for the "master’s" great mercy in recruiting them, they might have been locked in that dark, sunless cage for generations.

"As you imagined, it is a... dreamlike place."

Words formed on Bai Yuan’s lips, and upon recalling something, his tone shifted.