CHAPTER 1074: CHAPTER 1024: THE COSMIC GUARD TEAM MOBILIZES, FAREWELL TO THE PRINCE OF CHU!

Rong Qing: "..."

Rong Qing wanted to kill someone.

But his temperament was cold, and no matter how tumultuous his inner emotions were, nothing showed on his face.

"This one also came at an inopportune time." Lu Ya fanned himself, then looked at Fu Yunshen and smiled, "That Divine Calculation and Little Shallow went off together. Judging by your looks, it seems they didn’t tell you anything."

The last sentence was drawn out long.

Fu Yunshen smiled.

Even with his stable temperament, he too wanted to kill someone.

"Lu Ya!" Nuwa swept Lu Ya off the tree with a sleeve, "You’re hundreds of thousands of years old and still so out of tune!"

After reprimanding Lu Ya, she said to Rong Qing and Fu Yunshen, "Don’t pay him any mind. Little Shallow and the others used the Map of Mountains and Rivers to go back to Shenzhou three hundred years ago. They’ll be back shortly."

Rong Qing raised his hand and pressed his brow, "Is there only this one passage?"

Nuwa nodded, "Correct, the Map of Mountains and Rivers has the ability to recreate space, which is why Little Shallow and the others came here."

Rong Qing asked again, "Did they say how many days?"

"They didn’t," Nuwa shook her head, "The time flow between past and present is different, but the task they went for this time is truly difficult."

If it were just about preserving the souls of King of Yan and a few others, it would be easy for a few people working together.

But life never discriminates between the worthy and the lowly, so Ye Wanlan needed to preserve a million lives.

Fu Yunshen pondered for a moment, "Can we go in now?"

"Difficult," Hong Jun spoke this time, "The passage is unstable, and that’s why Little Junior Sister asked us to be protectors. If someone else goes through now, the passage might collapse."

Lu Ya seemed to sigh, "Why is it so tragic?"

Rong Qing gave him a cold glance.

"But we can see what’s happening over there," Hong Jun smiled, "Let’s see what Little Junior Sister and the others are doing now."

He waved his sleeve, and the scene on the Map of Mountains and Rivers began to turn.

Next second, mist rose and swirled around this Innate Spiritual Treasure.

The mist gradually solidified into an image, showing six people.

Lu Ya’s expression was lazy, "It seems the status of you two isn’t as high as the two in the picture, at least they could follow and you can’t, only observe from outside."

Nuwa: "..."

She never felt as though Lu Ya had a death wish until now.

Rong Qing showed no expression.

Three seconds later, he turned his head, "What are you thinking, Brother Fu?"

"The same as you," Fu Yunshen’s eyes curved with a casual smile, "It’s been a while since I’ve stretched my muscles."

Rong Qing nodded, looked at Lu Ya, and said calmly, "Then I’ll ask the Taoist Monarch to help me loosen my muscles."

Hearing this, Lu Ya let go of his relaxed air, "I still have things to do, find Senior Brother—"

Before he could finish, Rong Qing pulled him into a space.

In front was Rong Qing, behind was Fu Yunshen.

Neither forward nor backward was possible.

"I have yet to spar with the legendary Taoist Monarch Lu Ya," Fu Yunshen smiled, "Please."

Lu Ya: "..."

He began to regret speaking too much.

How Rong Qing and Fu Yunshen beat Lu Ya remained unseen by Nuwa, Hong Jun, and Hua Li, as the three were in an independent small space.

Nuwa couldn’t understand, "Has Lu Ya been stimulated by something during the time I was away to have such a death wish today?"

Hong Jun said indifferently, "Perhaps it’s because he’s been single for so long that his mind is quite unbalanced."

Hua Li smiled, "There’s no need to worry, Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister. Fifth Junior Brother won’t die."

They were all Innate Demon Gods, their longevity equal to heaven.

Even if the Primordial Universe collapsed, they would survive.

But sometimes not dying is a form of torment.

With a "bang," space exploded, and Rong Qing and Fu Yunshen reappeared, but there was no sign of Lu Ya.

Nuwa was a little worried, "Where is Fifth Junior Brother?"

"Fell into some small world," Fu Yunshen said nonchalantly, "The Taoist Monarch wanted to experience the hardships of the human world."

Rong Qing: "Hm."

Nuwa: "..."

She had no choice but to silently mourn for Lu Ya.

After all, when Jun Muqian’s memories were sealed, Lu Ya, for his own amusement, repeatedly teased Jun Muqian.

Retribution comes eventually.

Without Lu Ya’s chatter, the five sat down and watched the scenes in the mist attentively.

Time rewinded to Shenzhou three hundred years ago.

In the year 1723 of the Shenzhou Calendar, a most grievous era in Shenzhou’s history.

Unlike watching ancient relics and history unfold, this time Ye Wanlan truly stood on her homeland.

"I’ve suddenly thought of a serious issue," Jun Muqian clapped her hands, "At this time, Ah Lan is no longer here, but Ah Lan’s partner is still around, right?"

Yan Tingfeng’s brows relaxed, "Yes, I am still here."

"Then you and your past self must never meet," Ying Zijin said coldly, "Otherwise, not only will history be distorted by time, but you will also completely disappear."

Yan Tingfeng’s eyes were deep, "I understand."

Si Fqing asked curiously, "Sister, where is this?"

Ye Wanlan softly said, "It’s the Southern Frontier."

The territory of Prince Xiang Qingtian of Chu, and also where he met his death.

"Boom——!"

Suddenly, flames rolled down from the sky, and it was clear that three hundred years ago, the invaders sent by Lan Wanye from Earth No. 237 to Shenzhou traveled by fleets of warships.

They were able to sweep across Shenzhou in just seven days due to their absolute technological superiority.

Even though Prince Chu had tens of thousands of Gu Masters in the Southern Frontier under his command, they were all mortal and how could they withstand the lasers and artillery?

Prince Chu’s life was never peaceful.

Born in a turbulent world.

Died on the battlefield.

During his lifetime, due to Prince Chu’s fondness for teasing her, Ye Wanlan also often opposed him.

Many words, until her death, were left unsaid.

Ye Wanlan saw once again the scene she had once witnessed—

Xiang Qingtian, covered in blood, kneeling on the ground, performing the Secret Technique of the Four Kings, the Long-distance Communication!

Precisely because this technique exhausted his life and soul, and without an ancient vessel to host it, Xiang Qingtian couldn’t return to Shenzhou like the others.

"Ah Lan, don’t worry," Ying Zijin said, "Even if we stop him from performing the Long-distance Communication, history won’t change because the enemies of Yan Mountain have also arrived."

"Alright," Ye Wanlan finally relaxed.

"Hurry!" Jun Muqian shouted, "His soul is about to disperse, Chaos Pearl!"

The six joined forces, light bloomed, and a massive suction force emerged!

Xiang Qingtian’s body fell heavily.

But his soul was preserved by the Chaos Pearl.

Xiang Qingtian had no idea what happened, but he was unwilling!

How could he die like this?

He had not yet told his nephew to make He Jia swear with his life not to let these people step into Shenzhou!

He could die, but Shenzhou could not be invaded.

Fortunately, he had not failed his vow.

He fought for Shenzhou to the very last moment.

Dying with no regrets.

Xiang Qingtian murmured, "Future generations, even if you despise this king, you should pay your respects."

He could foresee that the future historical records about him would portray him as a malicious person trying to murder his brother and usurp the throne.

But it must also say that Xiang Qingtian died for Shenzhou, a hero.

A voice echoed in his ear, "It’s ten thousand respects, Uncle Wang."

Xiang Qingtian looked up sharply.