CHAPTER 697: CHAPTER 265: MADMAN, NEW GOD, LI YINGHAI

Ever since he deciphered that divine power seed on the ancient road and uncovered Ji Linyuan’s true identity, Ji Jingqiu was, aside from being drenched in sweat, eager to give it a try.

Unfortunately, the seventh level of White Jade City was now out of reach.

However, he was even more expectant of his grandfather after the Heavenly Person realm.

As he knew, his grandfather had not reached the pinnacle in the True Seed Realm, his physique was not perfect, and this was an innate weakness.

But as long as he broke through to the Heavenly Person rank, he would inevitably reverse this innate body flaw, preparing for the subsequent heavenly person magic body.

This was also one of the few opportunities to make up for past foundations in subsequent realms.

The elder sitting at the front unexpectedly strolled over actively, composed and leisurely, advancing a punch. The trajectory of the punch secretly aligned with the meridians, unifying heaven and earth with body and mind, conveying the divine through the fist, and the force penetrated the void!

Ji Jingqiu’s eyes shone brightly, a good punch! It was unfathomably more exquisite than that of White Jade City!

His inner heaven and earth fused as one, the fist strength surged into unity, punching with full force without holding back!

As the two punches met, Ji Jingqiu was momentarily stunned, because the apparently formidable punch of his opponent was soft and feeble, pierced through by his punch, along with the collapse of the entire Dao trace imprint on the spot.

No, is this it?

So weak?

Soon, Ji Jingqiu realized, the imprint was not weak, but the will of the planet recording this imprint was too frail.

These imprints were Dao traces "extracted" by this heaven and earth when martial artists’ heaven hearts united. With a frail planet will, these imprints were mere facades.

Just as the imprints on White Jade City, the support ultimately came from Hel’s true form, irrespective of a True Seed, even a Heavenly Person could "recreate" at will.

But East Three Bright Star was different. This planet will was too frail, even with indelible Dao trace imprints left by predecessors, the planet will of East Three Bright Star was hard-pressed to provide equivalent rank power.

Realizing this, Ji Jingqiu was noticeably disappointed.

This was too uninteresting.

Ji Jingqiu thought, wondering if his grandfather was still on the Heavenly Road.

After the federation’s great grandmasters left the federation, they headed straight for the Heavenly Road. If his grandfather had also reached the third tier of a Heavenly Person, then there was an eighty percent chance he was forced to set off...

Ji Jingqiu suddenly asked, "Do you know where the great grandmasters all went? Did they borrow the Heavenly Road to travel to other realms?"

"It’s the ’Near Tao Land’." Hel said lightly, "The rules of the Great Universe will change, prelude to great Dao upheavals, which for any martial artist who has understood the roots of the Dao, is both an opportunity and a time when one might perish or Dao extinguish at any moment."

"The so-called opportunities lie in the ’Near Tao Land,’ which is the core of the Great Universe, where the original Five Pillars once fell."

Ji Jingqiu’s gaze focused, the place where the Five Pillars fell?!

He pursued, "What exactly caused the death of those five?"

"Who are you speaking of?" Within the Inner World, Hel tilted her head, with a bright smile, "The five had five ways of death, do you want to emulate them?"

Ji Jingqiu blinked, "Specifically the Holy King Lineage?"

"That one, that one, too, had aspirations higher than the heavens, trying to take the final step, in the end, raised the Divine Country, stiffening along with the entire Divine Country at the border between this shore and the Other Shore. Strictly speaking, He is not dead, caught between life and death."

Hel nonchalantly remarked.

"The border between this shore and the Other Shore?"

"That’s not something you should touch now." Hel warned, "There are some things you should inquire about in moderation, some ’secrets’ merely hearing about and knowing will entangle one with karma. In due time, I will naturally tell you."

Ji Jingqiu shook his head, refocusing on the present, this potentially ancient road ahead, as he moved along, "visiting" Dao traces of a few predecessors.

The next one was Marshal Ji, compared to the ancient road, this Marshal’s appearance hadn’t changed much, still youthful and handsome, yet his aura was deeper and broader like the starry sky.

He appeared standing there yet seemed to be standing at an endless distance, truly hard to fathom.

Ji Jingqiu pondered, since Marshal Ji anticipated the potential events facing the federation millennia later millennia ago, did he fail to foresee the internal turmoil the Ji Family might provoke millennia later?

So far, the Ji Family remains in a self-imposed state; who knows if Ji Anquan can withstand it.

Ji Jingqiu brushed past Marshal Ji, heading directly towards Marshal He Donghuang.

Though the scene was less than ideal, Ji Jingqiu had already seen Marshal He twice before, the first time during an encounter within the Spirit Ocean.

And presently, the impression of Marshal He, recorded at the moment of heaven heart imprint, was even more timeworn compared to the past, his gaze profound like an abyssal pond, his temperament deep and obscure...

Ji Jingqiu asked internally, "Do you know which period of Marshal He this is?"

"Am I his mother? Always keeping tabs on him?" Lady La snorted coldly, aggressively filled with targeting intent.

Ji Jingqiu advanced again, seeing towards the end the final back that had not turned.

He circled around to the front of the silhouette, suddenly stunned.

Who was this?

A Heavenly Person martial artist ever appearing in East Three Bright Star’s history?

Amidst Ji Jingqiu’s doubts, Hel’s voice echoed, tinged with oddity and amusement.

"You don’t know who he is?"

Ji Jingqiu was silent, listening to Lady La’s tone, it was virtually a sin not to recognize this one.

Following this logic, among the federation, who could make him... hiss!

Ji Jingqiu’s pupils sharply contracted, struggling to find from the person’s visage before him any place resembling historical portraits.

"Is he Marshal Mu?!" Ji Jingqiu exclaimed in shock, "Why does he look entirely different?"

Whether it was the golden body enshrined in the Mu Family’s ancestral temple or the illustrations in the federation’s history books, they vastly differed from this figure, utterly failing any facial recognition!