Chapter 2017: Dim Lights, Heaven and Earth

Chapter 2017: Dim Lights, Heaven and Earth… “Imperial Authority Incense ignited!”

A heaven-shaking sound echoed through the Ancient Imperial City. The entire imperial palace was silent, all eyes fixed on the imperial-robed figure in front of the great cauldron at the center of the plaza.

Jidu no longer looked like a youth; instead, he exuded a sense of maturity. He stood there, looking up at the sky, the astonishing aftersound echoing in his ears.

The sky was azure, cloudless and clear. A gentle breeze slowly drifted by, landing on his body, giving him a very comfortable feeling.

In front of him was the great cauldron, its incense stick awaiting his ignition.

At this moment, he was the focus of countless eyes, gazed upon by innumerable Ancient clan members, and even by those within the entire Ancient lineage who were not qualified to come to the Imperial City but were in their respective cities, organized by their city lords, all looking towards the Imperial City.

Even in the Imperial Cities of the dao ancient and Extreme Ancient clans, gazes seemed to pierce through, observing this place from afar.

“Ancient Imperial Venerable… Adoptive Father, your child is about to become the Imperial Venerable!” Jidu looked at the sky, his gaze falling upon the distant Ancient Ancestor statue. He took a deep breath, flicked his large sleeve, stepped forward, raised his right hand, and with a wave, a blazing ball of flame instantly ignited, engulfing the Imperial Authority Incense. The moment the incense was lit.

“Bow to the Imperial Venerable!” Another heaven-shaking sound echoed through the imperial palace. All the clan members present knelt on one knee, except for Jidu’s father, who stood in the grand hall, watching Jidu.

The Imperial Authority Incense, enveloped in flames, released a wisp of smoke as it ignited, causing the heavens and earth to change color. As winds and clouds swirled back, a roar emanated from the sky, and a massive Rift was forcibly torn open, from which roars suddenly emerged.

It was a giant Ancient God, tens of thousands of feet tall, accompanied by Ancient Demons and Ancient Fiends. They carried a massive war drum, slowly emerging from the sky and floating in mid-air.

Jidu’s body swayed as he ascended into the sky. Beside the war drum, he unhesitatingly raised his right hand and punched it fiercely.

With a bang, a muffled drum sound immediately echoed and spread. The sound exuded solemnity, reaching throughout the imperial palace, the Imperial City, and the entire Ancient domain.

“First Bow!” The heaven-shaking sound reappeared, and all the clan members present bowed.

“Greetings, Imperial Venerable!” In that bow, their voices merged, forming a tidal wave of sound that surged forth. Even louder sounds came from every corner of the entire Imperial City.

Moreover, amidst the reverberation of the drum, all cities of the entire Ancient lineage emitted the same sound!

Bang!

The second drumbeat, as Jidu’s right hand fell, echoed once more.

“Second Bow!”

“Greetings, Imperial Venerable!” The sound became even more intense, overriding everything in heaven and earth, becoming the strongest sound wave apart from the drumbeats.

“Adoptive Father, your child has become the Imperial Venerable!” Jidu’s right hand landed on the war drum for the third time.

Amidst the echoing drumbeats, Wang Lin, inside the ancestral temple, remained motionless, his eyes closed. At this moment, he also saw a world.

The sky was dim, the earth blurry, enveloped in a faint mist. He could vaguely see that it was a ruin, abandoned for an unknown number of years.

Wang Lin’s eyes held no confusion. Walking here, he didn’t know if he was walking on the earth or in the void. He looked around and slowly walked forward.

He didn’t know how long he had walked, perhaps a day, perhaps a year, or perhaps a lifetime… Until one day, he saw a mountain appear ahead!

On that mountain, colorful snowflakes drifted. Amidst the snowflakes, he saw that familiar figure, embracing a corpse and roaring to the sky.

Its long hair, indistinguishable in color amidst the colorful snow, swayed in the wind.

The moment he saw this figure, Wang Lin’s mind trembled. His breathing seemed to quicken. He wasn't looking at the roaring figure, but at the corpse it held.

But he could only see a head of dark hair falling, unable to discern the corpse’s appearance, or even whether it was male or female. His face was pale, and at this moment, he unleashed his full speed, rushing towards the mountain peak regardless of anything else.

But he sped for a very long time, yet still couldn’t get any closer, unable to see the corpse’s appearance. It was as if the distance between him and that mountain was a chasm that life could not cross.

The roar grew more intense, revealing boundless sorrow and rage. Under this roar, the sky showed signs of collapsing again, as if the power of this roar was enough to shatter heaven and earth.

The sound entered Wang Lin’s ears, causing his heart to suddenly ache intensely. This pain was not as severe as the three Divided Soul he had endured, but to him, this pain was the ultimate agony in this world.

“Heaven and Earth!!” The figure on the mountain raised its head and let out a roar amidst its cries!

“What use is being at the pinnacle of Heaven and Earth?!!”

“What use is being worshipped by all living beings?!!”

“What use is the Immeasurable Tribulation Scripture?!!!”

“Since this Heaven and Earth are like this, why not destroy them?!!!”

“Since these living beings are like this, why not let them dissipate?!!!”

“Since this Tribulation Scripture is like this, why not sever its transmission?!!!”

“Since it is so, I will, in my own way, make the Azure Sky close its eyes, the Great Earth sleep, the Yellow Springs flow backward, Reincarnation cease, and the Firmament from now on… be without thought!!!”

That voice, carrying astonishing will, scattered in all directions and entered Wang Lin’s mind, causing his mind to shake and his body to rapidly disintegrate at a visible speed, as if he was about to be expelled from this place.

The instant his body completely dissipated, he saw that on the colorful mountain peak, the figure holding the corpse, amidst its mournful cries, stepped into the sky. The moment its foot landed, the sky collapsed, and it took the corpse, stepping beyond the collapsed sky.

The lingering sound echoed, and Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes. He was still in the ancestral temple, his withered body seemingly decayed. In front of him, his Primordial Spirit light-figure also opened its eyes, gazing back at him.

In the end, he still couldn’t clearly see the corpse’s appearance, and even the figure’s voice was blurry, familiar yet tinged with strangeness.

It was very quiet around him, though faint sounds of “Greetings, Imperial Venerable!” still drifted in from outside.

But Wang Lin paid no heed. His eyes showed confusion for a long, long time before it gradually faded. He remained silent for a while, forcing himself not to dwell on the matter, but it was difficult. Only after several attempts did he barely manage to stop thinking about it.

In his silence, Wang Lin had to make himself do something else, otherwise, his thoughts, deeply rooted, would cause him to collapse.

“No… it’s not… no…” Wang Lin murmured, then suddenly gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and pointed at the Primordial Spirit in front of him. The Primordial Spirit immediately shone with immense light, filling the ancestral temple with a strong radiance.

Under that light, his Primordial Spirit light-figure suddenly expanded, instantly occupying the entire space. But it didn’t stop; it continued to expand, enveloping the entire ancestral temple, and then actually moved towards the Ancient Ancestor statue!

Inside the imperial palace, drumbeats echoed.

“Ninth Bow!”

“Greetings, Imperial Venerable!!” Amidst the deafening roar of all the Ancient clan members, an extremely bright light suddenly emanated from the distant Ancient Ancestor statue.

Jidu, on the sky, outside the war drum, suddenly turned his head with his right hand raised. He immediately saw the distant Ancient Ancestor statue. Its twenty-seven halos burst forth with dazzling light. As this light spread in all directions, there was also a faint illusion, which actually spread from beneath the Ancient Ancestor statue, instantly covering half of the statue’s body.

“Adoptive Father!” Jidu was stunned, his eyes immediately revealing surprise and excitement.

At the same time, this scene occurring on the Ancient Ancestor statue was also witnessed by everyone in the Imperial City. As their gazes focused, they personally saw the illusion on the statue completely envelop its body, reaching the same size as the statue itself!

It was like an overlap, but within this overlap, the Ancient Ancestor’s appearance became blurred, seemingly unfamiliar, vaguely resembling Wang Lin somewhat.

This was because his Primordial Spirit, in its expansion, enveloped and obscured the Ancient Ancestor statue!

“Ancient Dao Three Divided Soul, he finally succeeded!! I wonder what kind of reward he will receive from the Ancient Ancestor’s bestowal…” On the sky, Xuan Luo looked at the Ancient Ancestor statue, a relieved smile on his face.

On Primitive Mountain, Song Tian, who hadn’t attended Jidu’s grand ceremony, also stood in mid-air, looking at the distant Ancient Ancestor statue. The same thoughts revolved in his mind.

“What kind of fortune will he obtain from the Ancient Ancestor’s bestowal?” Song Tian felt a faint sense of anticipation.

Just as this scene was being watched by all, and even Jidu’s ascension was temporarily halted, the twenty-seven halos outside the Ancient Ancestor statue, while emitting dazzling light, rotated in circles and shot straight towards the sky.

The halos ascended, rushing into the sky, causing ripples to appear in the Azure Sky, continuously spreading. When the last halo also rushed into the sky, the heavens and earth changed color!

The Sound of Nine Bends suddenly echoed within this Ancient Imperial City!

This sound was beautiful, indescribable in words. It existed within this heaven and earth, merging with the spreading layers of ripples. A faint, dark light suddenly descended from the sky. Within that light, a crimson hue gradually brightened from a faint glow, eventually transforming the dark light into blood-red!

It was a drop of fresh blood!

This fresh blood exuded a Soul aura, and the moment it appeared, the entire Ancient Imperial City instantly fell silent!

“Soul Blood!!” Song Tian on Primitive Mountain, the moment he saw that blood, his mind was greatly shaken, revealing an expression of disbelief!

“It’s still Soul Blood! Three drops of Soul Blood can create an Ancient clan lineage. He already obtained one drop before, and now… it’s the second drop!” Xuan Luo took a deep breath. Even he hadn’t expected Wang Lin to obtain a second drop of Soul Blood!

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