Chapter 399

Chapter 399: The Ancient Immortal of Profound Metropolis

The Everlasting City of Desolation.

"Nangong Zhandao is dead?" Xuanxin gasped in astonishment. The name of the child of fortune tolled like thunder in his ears, yet it never occurred to him that Nangong Zhandao would die so abruptly.

The Reincarnation Ancient God said, "His primordial spirit had fused with the luck of the Yuan Realm. During the Great Calamity in the Immortal Realm, the human ancestor borrowed away the greater portion of the Yuan Realm’s fortune, resulting in his luck declining."

"In this epoch, his rise is simply not destined to be."

Xuanxin felt this truth deeply.

The Heavenly Emperor, the Son of Heaven, the human ancestor, and many other supreme powerhouses had all entered the stage. What magnitude of waves could a mere child of fortune stir amidst the tides of the era?

Buzz!

Lin Qianmo channeled her magical power. A wisp of Lan Youruo’s spirit floated mid-air. The Ancient Tree of Life rose in her palm, and the power of the Life Dao surged into that sliver of soul fragment.

"Daoist friend." Lin Qianmo looked towards the Reincarnation Ancient God.

The Reincarnation Ancient God understood tacitly. He snapped his finger, and a strand of reincarnation power fell into Lan Youruo’s spirit.

In that instant, the sound of the Dao resonated rhythmically. Lan Youruo’s spirit was reshaped bit by bit. In the hands of these two supreme powerhouses, within merely one kè, her spirit was made completely eternal and solid.

A graceful, shadowy figure gradually manifested mid-air.

Her cultivation, too, had transcended Great Emperor, reaching the pinnacle of Emperor Venerable. Only a single step remained to enter immortality and rank among the immortals.

After a while, Lan Youruo slowly opened her eyes. Within them lay nothing but bewilderment. She stared blankly at Lin Qianmo and the Reincarnation Ancient God, revealing only strangeness.

"Who… who are you?" Lan Youruo asked, unconsciously summoning magical power, her expression instantly guarded.

"Your memories are lost."

Lin Qianmo spoke soothingly, "I have reshaped your spirit. Remade your fleshly body. You need not be tense. We bear no malice towards you."

Lan Youruo remained wary.

"Daoist friend, I can aid her in regaining her memories," offered the Reincarnation Ancient God.

He mastered the Reincarnation Dao; altering or retrieving a person’s memories was as easy as turning over his hand for him.

Lin Qianmo shook her head gently.

Knowing Lan Youruo’s temperament, once she regained her memories and realized the truth, she would inevitably walk an utterly extreme path. Losing these memories… was truly for her own good.

"Remain henceforth in the Everlasting City of Desolation. With me here, you will be safe," Lin Qianmo smiled softly, holding Lan Youruo’s delicate hand in reassurance.

Lan Youruo’s gaze remained lost. Though she did not recognize Lin Qianmo, an inexplicable sense of familiar intimacy resided within her heart.

She nodded subconsciously.

"Clan Chief, there is an outsider who claims to be the Xuan Du Ancient Immortal. He seeks an audience with the Mother Goddess," announced the Hall Master’s Elder of the Undying Divine Clans as he stepped into the hall, reporting respectfully.

"The Xuan Du Ancient Immortal?" Xuanxin murmured, the name entirely unfamiliar to him.

A gleam flashed in Lin Qianmo’s eyes. She transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the city gates.

Outside the soaring divine city, an elderly man in green robes emanated an aura of immortal grace. He held a jade flute in one hand and rode upon a large blue ox whose hide shone brightly. Floating effortlessly in the air, he awaited Lin Qianmo’s arrival.

The Xuan Du Ancient Immortal sported snow-white hair paired with a youthfully smooth face. His eyes, deep pools containing countless eons of vicissitudes, contrasted with the faint, warmly greeting smile gracing his lips, akin to a pleasant spring breeze.

The large blue ox’s breaths snorted plumes of azure mist through its nostrils. Comically, it also held a peony flower between its teeth.

"Teacher." Lin Qianmo appeared beyond the city gates, bowing respectfully.

"Daoist friend, you flatter me too greatly." Xuan Du Ancient Immortal chuckled. "Given your current status, calling me ‘Teacher’ would make this old man uneasy."

"Once a mentor, always a mentor," Lin Qianmo replied.

In her previous life, she joined Tianwai Pavilion as its saintess, becoming Xuan Du Ancient Immortal’s nominal disciple. Their bond, she had not forgotten.

"This man is no ordinary being."

Reincarnation Ancient God and Xuanxin stepped onto the damaged section of the city wall, where one corner remained unrepaired.

"His aura exists beyond the Five Elements and transcends all realms." Reincarnation Ancient God’s expression turned grave. Not even the Heavenly Emperor or divine progeny had ever demanded such caution.

"So formidable?"

Xuanxin gasped in astonishment. "Is he one of the transcendents?"

"No."

Reincarnation Ancient God fell into contemplation.

Though Xuan Du Ancient Immortal’s aura felt peculiar, his cultivation remained undeniably at the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit.

"The Dao principles he wields are profoundly mysterious."

"Meeting him today showed me our mentor was never ordinary either." Lin Qianmo’s gaze sharpened. Whatever insight Reincarnation Ancient God possessed, she perceived it as well.

"Moo!"

The blue ox let out a proud bellow.

"Silence your insolence."

Xuan Du Ancient Immortal patted the creature’s head gently. "This old seeker sought you for a matter of collaboration."

"Please elaborate, Teacher."

Lin Qianmo displayed newfound interest.

Though established Tianwai Pavilion and nominally led it, Xuan Du Ancient Immortal behaved like a casual cultivator—unstirred by factional strife, appearing as untraceably as a divine dragon reveals its head but not its tail. Across the vast world, none knew his origins. Lin Qianmo herself remained unable to unravel his mystery.

"To unravel the ultimate secret of this universe."

His voice deepened like an ancient well.

Lin Qianmo’s expression flickered with shock.

"Across existence, every lower universe—save Hongmeng Dao Realm—is forged by sentient hands. Yet their creators’ power spans an abyss."

"The maker of the Qing Xuan plane, for instance, amounted to nothing."

"But the architect of the Pangu universe…" He stroked his long beard, eyes gleaming. "That one held immense significance."

Unlike the Qing Xuan plane’s multitudes of immortals—and even Lin Qianmo—who believed the Pangu universe arose naturally.

The words of Xuan Du Ancient Immortal completely overturned their understanding.

Lin Qianmo watched Xuan Du Ancient Immortal in shock.

Knowing the Hongmeng Dao Realm meant that Xuan Du Ancient Immortal’s identity was extraordinary.

Not only that, but Xuan Du Ancient Immortal also knew that the Pangu universe was not naturally born, but was artificially forged. This secret, even Lin Qianmo had never heard of it.

"Who was he exactly?"

Lin Qianmo fell into deep doubt.

"Daoist friend, how do you know that the Pangu universe was not naturally born?" Reincarnation Ancient God descended and asked, staring at Xuan Du Ancient Immortal.

Xuan Du Ancient Immortal smiled slightly, glanced at him, and said, "Although you are born from the Reincarnation Dao, your level is too low. You only have a smattering understanding of the fundamental nature of the Dao."

"Even among transcendents, there are strong and weak ones."

"The creator of the Pangu universe was a formidable figure with an extraordinary origin."

Reincarnation Ancient God watched him calmly.

Although Xuan Du Ancient Immortal only had the cultivation of the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit, his tone was truly arrogant. Even Reincarnation Ancient God couldn’t help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.

"Is teacher also the reincarnation of a transcendent?" Lin Qianmo asked gravely.

Xuan Du Ancient Immortal smiled without reply and spoke on his own.

"When the creation of the Tianyuan arrives, the Taihuang Ancient Realm will open. That time will bring a great opportunity, but also a great disaster. Who knows how many universes will be destroyed in this catastrophe."

"The creator of the Pangu universe has already perished. If we cannot find his legacy, then perhaps there is no more chance."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianmo no longer had any doubt about Xuan Du Ancient Immortal’s words.

Not only did he know about the Hongmeng Dao Realm, but he also clearly understood the creation of the Tianyuan and the Taihuang Ancient Realm. Xuan Du Ancient Immortal was definitely a resident of the Hongmeng Dao Realm.

In an instant, Lin Qianmo abruptly awakened.

"In my previous life, I became the saintess of Tianwai Pavilion, probably because you, teacher, were paving the way for today’s cooperation, right?" Lin Qianmo said.

If that was the case, then Xuan Du Ancient Immortal’s scheming and calculations were truly terrifying.

Xuan Du Ancient Immortal nodded.

"Everything is fate."

Daring to scheme against a transcendent, he naturally had his confidence.

Lin Qianmo felt a chill.

However, she did not get angry.

She thoroughly understood that there were always greater beings above.

Lin Qianmo and Reincarnation Ancient God exchanged a glance. She said, "I need to know one question before I consider whether to cooperate with you. Who exactly created the Pangu universe?"

Lin Qianmo had vaguely heard of all the formidable figures with names and surnames in the Hongmeng Dao Realm.

If Xuan Du Ancient Immortal could utter an exact name, it would prove the credibility of his words.

"Ninth Young Master!"