Old Sovereign!
Jian Wushuang suddenly woke up, sweat pouring down his temples.
The extreme burning pain in his meridians disappeared and was replaced by a cold emptiness.
He clenched his fists. The ancestral Great Dao had already dissipated, and the providence had returned to the myriad realms.
From now on, he would no longer have any connection with the entire divine power universe.
"Was it worth it to search for that almost illusory ultimate realm?" He asked himself, but no one could give him an answer. There was no turning back.
After changing into a set of green robes, Jian Wushuang slowly walked out of the inner hall and came to the main hall of Cloudy Palace.
At this time, the Nine Tribulations King, Elder Xue Bo, and the others were all gathered in Cloudy Palace. When they saw Jian Wushuang appear, they were all stunned and rushed over.
"Eon God, you're fine. It's good that you're fine!" Elder Xue Bo's eyes were red as he looked at Jian Wushuang with great reluctance.
The Nine Tribulations King was still a man of few words, but the concern in his eyes betrayed his expressionless face.
Jian Wushuang smiled. "I'm fine. I won't die for the time being. It's just that from today onwards, I will no longer succeed as the Eon God. The Eon God will be succeeded by each of you here."
"No, I don't agree!" Elder Xue Bo directly objected. "Palace Master Wushuang, only you can succeed as the Eon God. This is not our choice, but the choice made by the Heavenly Dao!"
"We don't agree either, Lord Eon God." Long Yan and Long Chi nodded at the same time.
Jian Wushuang smiled. "I've already returned all the providence. From today onwards, the Heavenly Dao will choose from each of you."
After saying that, he raised his hand and returned the ten percent of the ancestral aura that the Linhe Dragon Emperor had given to Long Yan and Long Chi. At the same time, he gave the Heavenly Law Providence that was unwilling to leave him to all the Half Martial Ancestors.
At this time, a voice resounded in the silent Cloudy Palace, and then a figure that looked exactly like Jian Wushuang appeared.
Their eyes met, and Jian Wushuang gently waved at the true figure.
Then, the clay fetus turned into a stream of light and flew into his palm.
The flowing light was as big as a broad bean, beating rhythmically like a heart.
"What is this?" Elder Xue Bo asked in confusion.
Jian Wushuang murmured, "This is my past."
Then, he said, "Everyone, I will be leaving for a few days to make a trip to the lower realm. To settle some trivial matters. "
"This time, I'll go with you," the Nine Tribulations King said indifferently, his tone firm.
Jian Wushuang nodded in agreement.
After he walked out of Cloud Palace, he turned around to take one last look at the vast Cloud Palace, and then he walked step by step into the heavens.
"Has it been decided?" Amidst the Myriad Worlds, the Nine Tribulations King stared ahead.
Jian Wushuang nodded. "After I send my past to the Lower Realm, I will prepare to leave."
"No matter when you come back, you must remember that we are all waiting for you," the Nine Tribulations King said as he turned to look at him.
Jian Wushuang smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "I know."
The Divine Power Universe was vast and boundless, including thousands of worlds. However, the largest number of worlds belonged to the mortal world with thin Spirit Qi.
Sitting in the clouds, Jian Wushuang looked at the stream of light in his palm, and his past surged into his mind.
Once he sent his past into Samsara, his millions of years of memories and obsessions would disappear.
However, Jian Wushuang still threw it in resolutely.
"You don't want to leave him in Cloud Palace so you can throw him into the mortal world?" The Nine Tribulations King was puzzled. "Do you know that his lifespan will be a few hundred years at most? He won't even have the slightest bit of fate? "
He said slowly, "Being able to enter Samsara may not be a bad thing."
The Nine Tribulations King shook his head helplessly and said, "Let's go. I will go to the Lower Realm with you and see where he will go."
…
Changping County's Bai Residence.
Following the sound of a baby's cry, the torrential rain that had not stopped for ten days finally stopped, and the sky and earth became clear again.
The Bai Mansion was decorated with lanterns and colored banners, and the large red lanterns stretched for dozens of miles. Every servant's face was full of joy, and after carefully receiving the tips from the steward, they said that they were safe.
The madam who was pregnant for eleven months finally gave birth to a son. At the same time, the flood that had spread throughout the county city also subsided, and everyone was surprised.
And the news that anyone who went to the Bai Mansion to say a few words of auspicious banners could receive ten wen of auspicious banners spread. For a time, the people crowded around the Bai Mansion's gate.
At the same time, two figures in plain clothes were strolling through the Bai Mansion's long corridors and pavilions. The servants who passed by in a hurry ignored them.
"Is this kid who has entered Samsara you? Or should I say, your past? "asked a handsome young man who looked like a deity.
"It's me, but at the same time, it's not me. Ever since it left my body, it has become an independent little fellow." The other young man was slightly thin, but his eyes were filled with an unparalleled majesty. "It's me, but it's not me.
The Nine Tribulations King smiled quietly. "Since you say that he is an individual that is different from you, then how about I bestow him an immortal root and let him take me as his master? This way, even if you leave, Cloudy Palace will have a successor. "
"No, Nine Tribulations." Jian Wushuang was helpless. "This way, too many hidden dangers may be exposed. Even I don't know what the consequences will be if I separate him from my body, so I might as well let him step into Samsara safely."
"Alright, alright, as you wish." The Nine Tribulations King teased. "Who asked you to be the God of Eternity?"
"After today, I won't be anymore. I think Dao Yan should be qualified for the position of the God of Eternity."
"You've already decided?"
Jian Wushuang nodded. At the same time, he looked at him and said, "And you, Nine Tribulations, will be my final trump card in this universe."
The Nine Tribulations King nodded slightly. "I understand."
As the two conversed, they had already walked from the long corridor to a side room.
Entering through the door, they saw that there was only a couple in the huge side room.
"Madam, you've suffered." In front of a bed with half-closed curtains, a middle-aged man held the woman's hand tightly and said warmly.
The woman smiled and pursed her lips. "Unfortunately, it's been hard."
In the crib wrapped in brocade, a baby with red lips and white teeth was staring at the two figures curiously with a pair of round eyes.
The Nine Tribulations King made a face, then tapped the little fellow's forehead with his finger.
Wisps of warm divine power flowed into his mind.
"Since you don't want me to give this kid an immortal root, then I'll let him live to the end of his life. He'll live to five hundred years old, and his descendants will be endless, without illness or disaster …"
The little fellow chuckled, and the first baby tooth began to grow from his pink gums.
Jian Wushuang also smiled, sparkling tears silently falling from his eyes.
"Nine Tribulations, let's go."
"Alright."
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