Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man
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However, even if ordinary people didn't know of an expert of that level, the Eternal Realm experts within the Buddhist Sect, Daoist Sect, and Divine Court should have been able to sense them. Within the Divine Court, above the Thirty-Three Heavens, an Eternal Realm expert spoke, stating they had not deduced who the expert that killed Demon Star was. How can I take revenge!" This most ordinary youth among the billions upon billions of living beings in the vast starry sky was actually Demon Star's...
The Nine Lineages of the Ancient Demon Gods were shaken. The death of Demon Star, the ancestor of one of the Nine Lineages, was a momentous event. To the Ancient Demon Gods, it was both a provocation and an insult!
Within the chaotic haze, there was a massive red celestial eye. As it opened and closed, the law of time and the law of space flowed like long rivers; it possessed energy capable of destroying everything.
"Old Ninth actually died! I unexpectedly cannot deduce that person's identity. Has the Three Realms promoted a new Eternal Realm expert that I am unaware of?"
In another ancestral land.
This was a world formed of crystal. Rhombic crystals reflected various colors throughout the entire territory. Even the pavilions and palaces were all constructed from crystal.
There was a humanoid being with a half-male, half-female face and body, looking extremely eerie.
"Old Ninth was killed!" This half-male, half-female expert emitted two different types of aura that converged into a sea of thunder, spreading across the entire region. A single wisp of that lightning could annihilate a star field.
Among the Nine Lineages of the Ancient Demon Gods, the Ancestral Demons within each ancestral land received the news of Demon Star's demise, feeling both terrified and shocked.
The Three Realms are currently in a state of decline, yet such a powerful expert has emerged, acting with such decisiveness and without any scruples!
Tan Ya watched Demon Star vanish before his eyes and was even more terrified than the other Ancestral Demons. At their level, dying was far too difficult... even if an Eternal Realm expert took action, they would have to pay a certain price.
But right before his eyes, Demon Star was slapped to death. That scene was truly too shocking.
"Demon Star died just like that? Who exactly was the person who killed him?" Tan Ya's gaze was somewhat dull... At the same time, the mighty figures of the Three Realms also sensed Demon Star's extinction and were all incredibly shocked. No mighty figures from the Divine Court, the Buddhist Sect, or the Daoist Sect had acted; could it be some hidden expert?
However, even if ordinary people didn't know of an expert of that level, the Eternal Realm experts within the Buddhist Sect, Daoist Sect, and Divine Court should have been able to sense them.
Within the Divine Court, above the Thirty-Three Heavens, an Eternal Realm expert spoke, stating they had not deduced who the expert that killed Demon Star was.
Maitreya Buddha, the most skilled in the Buddhist Sect at deducing the past and future, also shook his head. He only deduced an extremely terrifying being who had already broken free from the shackles of the Three Realms to roam the broader cosmos, a presence beyond his ability to investigate.
The Daoist Sect spoke last, but brought shocking news: a disciple of Biyou Palace had encountered that mysterious expert. The other party claimed to have a friendship with Chen Feng of Biyou Palace and was suspected to be a member of the Daoist Sect.
Had the Daoist Sect produced a new Eternal Realm expert?
The Three Realms were shaken, but even with several Eternal Realm experts joining forces to deduce, they could not uncover the other party's identity... In a remote star field of the Three Realms, on a certain planet, there was an academy in an ancient capital city.
A group of youths in white robes with blood-red patterns, just reaching the age of twenty, were nodding their heads while reading the books in their hands, drowsy. Suddenly, one of the studying youths had a flash of red light in his eyes and froze. Then, a look of malice appeared in his eyes. "Killing my Demon Star... am I that easy to kill? What I am best at is surviving... this body is a clone I cultivated through reincarnation,
severing karma. It only awakens if the main body dies! This is my final life-saving trump card!"
"Dammit, I don't even know who the person who killed me is. How can I take revenge!"
This most ordinary youth among the billions upon billions of living beings in the vast starry sky was actually Demon Star's karma-severed clone, which even Zhuo Bufan had failed to deduce... In the starry sky, there was a floating island surrounded by spiritual mist. Auspicious signs draped down in thousands of colorful rays, and multicolored auspicious beasts soared through the air or played among the clouds.
Tens of thousands of people now lived on this island, all descendants of the Zhuo Family, including the descendants of Zhuo Bufan's two sons and his daughter and granddaughter. They all lived here... while even more people lived in other star fields.
A pair of toddlers, about three or four years old, were running on the island. The boy was holding a ten-thousand-jin boulder above his head; from a distance, it looked like a rock was running.
"Eeya, eeya..." He threw it with both hands, and the ten-thousand-jin boulder flew like a ball, crashing down hundreds of feet away and scaring off a white tiger enveloped in silver lightning.
"It's over, this little ancestor is here again!"
"Run, run!"
The auspicious beasts raised on the island began to flee one after another, fearing they would be hit by this little ancestor.
"Brother, wait for me, wait for me..." Behind him, a young girl was hurriedly chasing him.
"Little Chumi, hurry up! That big white cat is running away again. Brother will catch it... we'll ride it together..." the boy said with a chuckle, revealing two large white front teeth.
"Okay, okay!" The girl followed behind, a snot bubble popping from her nose.
Following behind were several adults dressed in purple robes. Their feet were off the ground as they floated along to protect the safety of the two children. Suddenly, in front of them, the void distorted, and a figure appeared. He stood tall and straight, with jet-black hair like jade falling to his waist. His aura was ethereal, as if he had merged with heaven and earth. Every movement he made was guided by the mechanics of the Heavenly Dao.
The guards following the two children were broken into a cold sweat by this person's abrupt appearance. The island was covered in numerous formations; if one wasn't a member of the Zhuo Family, they couldn't possibly break in.
Unless their cultivation was ridiculously high, at least at the Seven Tribulations Realm or above.
"I have been gone for over ten thousand years, and the Zhuo Manor already has so many descendants. The lineage has flourished to the extreme..." The black-haired man smiled as he looked at everything before him.
The two children ran up to him, staring with bright, pure eyes.
"Who are you?" the boy asked boldly.
"Whose child are you?" Zhuo Bufan looked at him with a smile. He could sense that these two children had a bloodline connection to him, though they were separated by an unknown number of generations.
"My father is called Mu Yun, and my mother is called Zhuo Hongye..." the boy said, raising his head with a face full of pride.
With a single thought, Zhuo Bufan knew he was from his granddaughter's lineage. He raised a finger and tapped the air, and two golden imprints entered the children's foreheads. "Alright, go play!"
These two children possessed natural talent and ranked in the top ten among the younger generation of the Zhuo Family's bloodline. Zhuo Bufan opened their spiritual platforms to assist their future cultivation, which could break through a single natural disaster or tribulation.
"Where are Ye Ziqin, Long Geyue, and Shijian?" Zhuo Bufan looked at the guards and asked directly.
His divine sense enveloped the entire island, but he did not find the auras of his three wives. Zhuo Bufan slightly revealed a hint of his aura, making it difficult for the guards to even breathe.
Several guards quickly knelt on one knee, their expressions incredibly respectful. "Welcome back, Ancestor! The three grandmothers are not on the island!"
Afterward, the tens of thousands of clansmen on the island were shocked. Especially Zhuo Qing, Zhuo Yun, and Zhuo Caicai; learning that Zhuo Bufan had returned, their eyes turned red with excitement. They had thought their father was dead! Tens of thousands of clansmen gathered in the center of the island, prostrating themselves and bowing as they shouted in unison, "Welcome back, Ancestor!"