Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

Chapter 570 - 571 Shattered Void [2/15]

"The arrogance to shatter everything... the Eastern Emperor Bell!"

"The might to pulverize the All Heavens... the Pangu Banner!"

"The defense to reign over all under heaven... the Xuanhuang Tower!"

"..."

To think, all of these will soon be mine.

"These Magical Treasures each bear a Mark of the Gods. Although they are yours, their Marks must also acknowledge you..." The voice of the Ginseng Fruit Tree was faint, its final words hanging in the air. "From now on, everything is up to you."

With that, the presence of the Ginseng Fruit Tree finally dissipated.

「A week had passed since the destruction of the Country of Beauty.」

In that week, the Spiritual Energy had vanished once more. The resurgence had only lasted for a month. Without Spiritual Energy, the ultra-modern technologies lost their effectiveness one by one. Despite this, the Martial Path began to flourish again. Wu Tian’s might had shown them that no amount of super-technology was a match for the Martial Path, making him an idol for all living beings to pursue. Of course, no matter how hard they chased, they were destined never to catch up.

After returning to Asia, Wu Tian had remained in his old home in Yang City, not taking a single step outside. Even so, the legends of him conquering nations spread by word of mouth over the week. His title as the Martial God echoed in every corner of the Earth. Riding on Wu Tian’s fame, the channels and products under the Boundless Corporation became immeasurably more powerful, tripling their wealth in a single week.

At this moment, a figure stood within a courtyard residence. With one hand behind his back, he casually played with a seal in his right. The figure gave off no perceivable fluctuation of power, yet his presence alone seemed to make heaven and earth dim in comparison. The seal in his hand was no simple object, either. It was the Vanquishing Heaven Seal, the Magical Treasure of Guang Chengzi from the celestial pantheon. It was an Innate Spiritual Treasure forged by Yuanshi Tianzun from half of Mount Buzhou. According to legend, the Vanquishing Heaven Seal had slain the Golden Light Holy Mother and the Fire Spirit Holy Mother. It had knocked Daoist Many Treasures off his feet, forced the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother back into her original form, and struck Nezha from his Wheel of Wind and Fire. The seal had even sent Grand Tutor Wen Zhong fleeing in terror and carved a new path on Mount Qi. Yet, it had failed to fell Yang Jian; though it struck his head with a shower of sparks, he remained completely unharmed.

The Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House, however, contained not only Magical Treasures but also various Dharmas and Cultivation Techniques. For instance, the Eight-Nine Profound Technique. In Wu Tian’s opinion, this technique was scarcely inferior to the scriptures created by the Immortal Emperor. It was the Cultivation Technique practiced by Yang Jian, the guardian Divine Technique of the Chan Teachings, possessing endless transformations and boundless, wondrous methods. The collection also included techniques like the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body, all of which were exceptionally profound Dharmas.

"Do we really have to go?" Qin Yuhan asked, walking over to Wu Tian’s side while holding their little one. "Can we come back and visit?"

"If I had taken you to the Immortal Emperor Realm before, coming back would have been difficult," Wu Tian explained. He had already told them about the existence of the Immortal Emperor Realm, but when he told them about his past as the Wutian Celestial Emperor, no one believed him.

He was different now from who he was back then. His Spiritual Power was lacking, but with the legacy of all the gods and buddhas in his hands, who could be his match? By using the Eastern Emperor Bell to create a Teleportation Formation, returning to the Immortal Emperor Realm and then back to Earth City was not a problem. Of course, the passage could only allow one person to pass through at a time, but that was enough.

Liu Tianji and the others gradually arrived to see him off.

"My lord!" They were reluctant to part, hesitating to speak their minds.

"I will establish a Teleportation Formation. When your strength is sufficient, you can come," Wu Tian said softly. He imprinted the formation onto each of their palms. Once their power reached the required level, they could teleport directly to his location.

Murong Yezi, Wu Fa, and others also wished to go, but they felt their strength was insufficient. Qin Yuhan and the little one were insistent on going with Wu Tian. Xia Qian and Guli Weileng wanted to follow as well, but they lacked the necessary power. Wu Tian had divined that they would not be separated forever; they were destined to meet again in the future.

"Everyone, the green mountains stand eternal and the clear waters flow forever. We will meet again."

Wu Tian embraced Qin Yuhan, whose arms held their giggling child.

"Dad, if Mom and I fall in the river, who would you save first?"

Wu Tian chose to ignore the question. He held the mother and child and slowly ascended into the sky. Instantly, the clouds across the entire globe shimmered with seven colors.

All across Earth, people looked up at the firmament in shock. Birds, beasts, and even the fish of the ocean emerged to gaze at the sky. Every living creature sensed that something extraordinary was about to happen.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the space around Wu Tian began to twist. Cradling Qin Yuhan with his left arm, he raised his right and unleashed the Vanquishing Heaven Seal.

BOOM!

A gateway instantly tore open, a tunnel emanating an aura that struck terror into the hearts of all living beings.

"Where... where does that lead? It feels terrifying."

"Is it hell?"

"I don’t know."

"But that person is too terrifying."

They all knew the portal high in the sky before Wu Tian surely led to another world. Yet, none dared to look for long, as doing so made their bodies tremble with fear.

"Don’t move around. If you fall, you could end up in any one of the myriad realms of the All Heavens. Finding you then would be difficult," Wu Tian said solemnly to Qin Yuhan and the child in his arms.

The All Heavens were filled with infinite dangers. While not as perilous as the Immortal Emperor Realm, falling into one of those realms was still a matter of life and death.

"Mm," Qin Yuhan nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. She looked at the little one in her arms. "You have to be good, understand?"

"I’m always good," the little one replied matter-of-factly.

"..."

Both Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan were left speechless.

Composing himself, Wu Tian smiled. He had already given all the necessary instructions, and besides, he knew he would meet Murong Yezi and the others again someday. Feeling no reluctance, he embraced Qin Yuhan and their child, and together they transformed into a streak of light, plunging directly into the tunnel.

Countless eyes watched this scene unfold, and those who witnessed it knelt down one by one.

"We respectfully send off the Martial God!"

"We respectfully send off the Martial God!"

A torrent of voices rose. The moment of Wu Tian’s departure was captured on a live broadcast. All around the world, those who watched either knelt in worship or were filled with complex emotions.

"We respectfully send off the Martial God!"

The resounding voices converged, echoing across the Earth, lingering for a long, long time.

"I’ve calculated it. I’ve calculated it." Wu Tian’s loli-esque half-sister, Yue’er, had been monitoring the tunnel. Having discovered something, a smile played on her lips. "We will definitely reunite in that world."

With that, she turned to write in her diary. The title of the entry was "The Black and White Pieces."

...Once, when Wu Tian had traveled to the Immortal Emperor Realm, four years had passed in the modern world. In that time, four hundred years had elapsed in his destination. But who can truly grasp the Law of Time? When Wu Tian returned to the Immortal Emperor Realm, he assumed that based on his year in the city, a century would have passed there. He had no idea that ten thousand years had actually gone by.

The sage of old has ridden the yellow crane away,

all that’s left is the lonely Yellow Crane Tower.

Once the yellow crane left, it never returned,

leaving white clouds to drift for a thousand years.

Some old acquaintances still reigned as kings and overlords.

Others, however, had vanished without a trace.

A new storm was destined to rise.