890: Chapter 242: Your Goal Is Not to Save People, but to Return to the Past 890: Chapter 242: Your Goal Is Not to Save People, but to Return to the Past Ji Feixue’s body swayed, transforming into the White Dragon True Form, and she looked down.
Indeed, the curse-like aura on her body had completely vanished.
Someone was helping her in a strange way!
Those two Old Dragons?
Or was it Thai Zu?
If they could help her, why didn’t they signal her?
Ji Feixue reverted to her human form and looked around.
She could not see Emperor Luan’s figure; he had only used the mighty force from battling him to blast open the Mountain and River Ding and rush into the Great Sun Tomb.
After merely two battles, he had disappeared.
He must have had a reason for coming here!
The entire Great Sun Tomb gave Ji Feixue an ominous feeling, as if this place was fundamentally opposed to her.
The weakening effect here was far more severe than in the Sealed Emperor Great World.
Mystery Huang Monks entering the Sealed Emperor Great World had their combat power weakened by thirty percent!
The origins of the two great worlds naturally suppressed each other.
Here, however, Ji Feixue felt she couldn’t even exert fifty percent of her combat power.
If the Mystery Huang World and the Sealed Emperor Great World were at an eternal stalemate, encountering this area felt like choosing mutual destruction rather than allowing this place to exist.
What place was this?
The higher one’s cultivation, the more one could sense the malevolence of the world.
The heavens and earth showed two completely different faces to Cultivators, one that went to great lengths to bless Cultivators, seeming like a reward after praying to heaven and earth, a blessing of heaven and earth’s merit.
The other face seemed eager to eradicate all Cultivators!
Just like the Little Master.
Many things he simply couldn’t mention, for speaking out would surely invite Heavenly Punishment.
If the world had Spirit Wisdom, this world was a madman, with two conflicting thoughts in one.
And this place was that aspect intent on erasing life forever.
Ji Feixue took a deep breath.
She had never visited the Great Sun Tomb, but at this stage, she had definitely heard about it, and even… seen someone enter it!
As soon as she entered, she had the chance to kill her way out immediately, but she inadvertently found a turtle shell.
A silver-white shell, like gold!
It was left by White Spirit, but it looked not like it was knocked off during battle, but rather that White Spirit had once molted here!
That girl was always so mysterious and elusive.
Since she had shown herself here, it was natural to investigate.
One by one, they all seemed very interested in this place.
The foolish turtle had also stepped into the Great Sun Tomb in the same way before disappearing.
Divine Sense could not be extended in the Great Sun Tomb; extending it would destroy the surrounding environment, possibly even erasing the traces left by White Spirit.
She could only rely on her eyes to explore.
Ji Feixue looked up at the sun overhead.
That was not the sun; it was a corpse!
An already dead sun, still struggling here.
The sun gave Ji Feixue a precarious feeling, as if something was trying to squeeze it down and take its place.
A bad feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.
Ji Feixue looked around, and several crack-like exits under the sunlight had already twisted.
This was not a way out!
For the first time in tens of thousands of years, she felt a sense of crisis.
She constantly felt a sinister presence behind her, as if some stealthy creature was brewing something.
…
In Long Moon Mansion, Su He slowly closed his eyes.
Su Huanian went to bathe and change clothes, shedding his garments.
Su He did not creepily follow him.
Closing his eyes, his consciousness entered the Heritage Palace, looking at the Divination Symbols above White Spirit’s head and softly chanted under his breath, “Sister, I need information about the Great Sun Tomb, I need information about Ji Feixue!”
After muttering it several times, the symbol flashed and changed into a segment of imagery.
In an apocalyptic scene, two great suns immersed in the sky.
One dark red as blood, the other black as night.
On the ground, living creatures rot instantly upon exposure to sunlight.
Not scorched, not dried.
But rotten!
The image flashed past, the energy gathered by the symbols was only enough to reveal this much.
Ji Feixue did not appear.
Su He opened his eyes, astonished for a long while, and immediately rushed into the Mountain and Sea Mystery Realm, his consciousness body staying right beside Thai Zu, not leaving.
“Old Ancestor!
There are two suns in the Great Sun Tomb!
One black, one red!”
The slumbering Old Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, looking at Su He, “The boy’s Divination?”
Su He nodded.
The Old Turtle Liaoran, that boy indeed still favored this turtle.
The same Heritage Palace, and other Dragon Turtles did not have the privilege of direct Divination with Talisman Rune.
He took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and murmured, “Is it really just two then?”
As he spoke, his eyelids drooped again, and he fell back into a slumber.
Su He: “???”
What did the Old Ancestor mean?
That two didn’t matter, or that he would handle it?
Waiting for a long while without a response from Thai Zu, Su He worried that the old turtle was simply too sleepy with age, raised a claw, and poked him, “Old Ancestor?”
The Old Ancestor startled awake, looked down at him, and suddenly said, “Ah!
Don’t worry, I’m on it.
I’m handling some matters with my true body, and then I’ll head there.”
Su He felt relieved, chuckled, “Then I won’t disturb Old Ancestor’s rest.”
He slowly retreated, his consciousness body sinking into silence, returning to his own body.
Upon opening his eyes, Su Huanian had not returned.
Even for Su Huanian, a woman’s intricacies were unavoidable; bathing and changing clothes was not a small task.
Su He immersed himself in Autumn Lake, his consciousness slipping into the Inner World.
He had gained something in the Heritage Palace, but had yet to scrutinize it carefully.
In the starry sky of the Inner World, Yue Ying was still weaving through the stars, stars twinkling.
The Power of Xuanwu was growing stronger.
As long as Su He exerted slight control, the Xuanwu Truth Body would manifest in the starry sky.
Cooperating with Yue Ying, Su He channeled his True Yuan, beginning to breathe slowly.
True Martial Divine God Card within the Intent Orifice emitted Star Power.
Su He seized the opportunity to cultivate.
On Tai’a Mountain, the Hexagrams spun.
Trigram of the same person was also drawn into it; this Hexagram was the wildest Su He had seen.
It was like a wild horse.