Chapter 1100
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Chapter 1100: Hanging Life
Looking at the magnificent palaces in the distance, An Qingyu’s heart skipped a beat.
Which great gods of the Great Xia resided in those palaces? Was Cao Yuan also there?
The four of them transformed into four streaks of light, flying through the vast heavenly court directly towards the palaces atop the clouds.
The howling wind brushed past An Qingyu’s ears as he looked down at the other celestial palaces below. He noticed that there were not many Great Xia gods active in the expansive heavenly court. Even the few who were riding clouds to and fro bore injuries, and almost all were heading towards a grand celestial palace in the distance.
“What happened?” An Qingyu asked in confusion.
Nezha glanced down and replied, “The heavenly court is in direct conflict with the Sun City. Although the Sun City has been completely destroyed, our Great Xia gods have suffered heavy losses. Most of the deities are currently in their own caves, meditating and healing. Some with more severe injuries have gone to the Duoshuai Palace to seek medicine.”
An Qingyu nodded thoughtfully.
Nezha led them to a grand palace on the left side of the cloud peak, and An Qingyu looked up to see the three large characters “Yuanji Palace” hanging high above.
“You may enter,” Nezha said, standing outside the palace.
An Qingyu responded with an “mm” and stepped inside with the others.
Inside the spacious palace, only the sound of their footsteps echoed. Wisps of fireflies danced at the ceiling, illuminating the entire hall. As An Qingyu moved forward, he observed his surroundings; aside from the towering vermilion pillars supporting the ceiling, there was nothing else.
“Why is there no one here?” Jiang Er floated in the air, looking around in confusion.
“I don’t know… This palace seems quite deep; let’s go further in,” An Qingyu said, his expression unchanged.
“Where did Fatty go?”
Shen Qingzhu, who had been lagging behind, suddenly spoke up.
An Qingyu and Jiang Er were taken aback, turning to look. They realized that Bai Li Fatty had vanished without a trace.
“He seemed to be right behind us when we entered… How did he suddenly disappear?” Jiang Er recalled, frowning slightly.
At that moment, a voice echoed from the front of the palace:
“Young friends, you have finally arrived.”
The three turned their attention forward to see an elderly man in a white robe, exuding an ethereal aura, walking towards them with a whisk in hand.
Upon seeing this old man, An Qingyu exchanged glances with the others and bowed:
“May I ask who you are…?”
“I am the Old Man of the Silver Star,” the elder replied with a smile, clasping his hands.
The Old Man of the Silver Star?
A hint of confusion flashed through An Qingyu’s mind.
As one of the five star lords of the heavenly court, they had certainly heard of his name, but they had never interacted with him before. Why had he brought them here?
“So it is the Star Lord,” An Qingyu said politely. “May I ask why the Star Lord has summoned us?”
“Hehe, dear young friends, please follow me,” the Old Man of the Silver Star said with a mysterious smile, lightly waving his whisk as he led the three deeper into the palace.
An Qingyu and the others quickly followed.
As they ventured further in, a blue light rippled from the depths of the palace. It was a sphere of water glowing with a faint blue light, about a hundred meters wide, quietly suspended just below the ceiling, resembling a blue star slowly rotating.
The closer they got to this blue water sphere, the denser the spiritual energy in the air became. When they reached its vicinity, a faint mist of spiritual energy was already floating around.
An Qingyu stopped beneath the water sphere, peering curiously through the mist.
The moment he saw what was inside the water sphere, his pupils suddenly constricted!
In the center of the faint blue water sphere floated a figure with tightly closed eyes, black hair drifting in the water, pale skin devoid of any color, with no heartbeat or breath, resembling a corpse.
It was Lin Qiye.
Not only An Qingyu, but Shen Qingzhu and Jiang Er beside him also noticed Lin Qiye in the water sphere, their expressions changing drastically.
“Qiye?!” Shen Qingzhu exclaimed in shock.
When they were on the Pamir Plateau, Shen Qingzhu had stood atop a peak, witnessing Lin Qiye’s battle and death alongside other new recruits. He knew that Lin Qiye’s body had ultimately been retrieved by the heavenly court, but he never expected to see him here.
“Star Lord, what… has happened to him?” An Qingyu, sensing something, looked at the Old Man of the Silver Star with hopeful eyes.
“There’s no need to worry, young friends. Although Lin Qiye has lost his heartbeat and breath, he is not completely dead. There is still a trace of life remaining within him,” the Old Man of the Silver Star said slowly.
“This is thanks to that white-haired mortal who can manipulate time. At the moment Lin Qiye was on the brink of death, he exerted all his strength to freeze the time within Lin Qiye’s body. After the heavenly court returned, Yang Erlang carried his body and rushed into the Yuxu Palace, bowing to ask the Primordial Heavenly Venerable for help.
Later, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable personally took charge and retrieved this pure Yuan Life Spring from the supreme treasure left by the Spirit Treasure Heavenly Venerable, preserving Lin Qiye’s life.”
Upon hearing this, the eyes of An Qingyu and the others brightened rapidly!
Lin Qiye was still alive!
Lin Qiye had always been the backbone of this team. His death had cast a shadow over the entire group, and now learning that he was still alive filled them with immense joy, dispelling the pessimistic emotions that had been weighing them down.
“When will he wake up?” Shen Qingzhu couldn’t help but ask.
The Old Man of the Silver Star shook his head. “The pure Yuan Life Spring can only preserve his life, holding onto the last breath of ‘qi’ within him. It cannot heal him. His potential, soul, and life have all been completely exhausted. Generally speaking, there is no possibility of recovery. The best state is merely to continue existing in the Life Spring.
As soon as he leaves this Life Spring, the last trace of his vitality will dissipate, and it will truly be impossible to save him.”
The expressions of the three turned grim again.
“Even the Heavenly Venerable cannot do anything?”
“Human power has its limits, and each field has its expertise. The three Heavenly Venerables are not omnipotent…” the Old Man of the Silver Star said helplessly.
An Qingyu pondered for a moment before speaking again: “Star Lord, aside from informing us about Lin Qiye’s condition, is there anything else you summoned us for?”
Logically speaking, Lin Qiye being saved by the heavenly court was indeed a significant matter, but for these Great Xia gods, it seemed unnecessary to specifically bring them, mere mortals, to the heavenly court to explain it in person. At most, they could have simply conveyed the message through Zuo Qing that Lin Qiye was not dead.
After all, even the Commander of the Night Watch, Zuo Qing, had never personally ascended to the heavenly court… Why did the Great Xia gods invite them to the upper realm?
