Chapter 478: Chapter 478

478: Chapter 473: Above the Net of Tribulation 478: Chapter 473: Above the Net of Tribulation Yun Rong slightly opened her eyes, beneath the hood, the darkness was a solid mass, as if there was a light at the bottom of her eyes, and it wasn’t very bright, that was the light of caution and prudence just right.

“Not at all,” she said, her voice very calm.

Yun Rong, whose nose was still bleeding, muttered softly, “Strange, did I know how to do embroidery?”

The sky above the distant mountains sank bit by bit.

It wasn’t the gloominess of dark clouds bearing down on the city but rather the horizon sinking little by little under some terrifying destructive force.

While Baili An was on Sword Flight, he could clearly feel the weight from the sky above and the deep intent of yin energy invading his soul, giving him chills.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his cheek.

A string of Blood Pearls formed in the wind.

His gaze shifted slightly, and he reached out to catch a thin bronze leaf.

The Autumnwater Sword beneath his feet slowly lost its Spiritual Radiance; this part of the world no longer allowed him to fly in the sky.

Baili An descended on his sword and saw a Divine Tree of ancient bronze, its divine light as radiant as that of heaven and earth, as massive as a mountain range, its iron-leaved branches perennially veiled in mist.

The tremendous tree was hidden within that mist, its contours faintly discernible, resembling a colossal divine spirit lurking in this place.

Perhaps it was because he held the Tianxi character made of green jade, but Baili An could distinctly feel that inside this huge bronze tree, indeed, lived the ancient gods of all directions.

He stood at the base of the bronze tree; even the roots exposed outside the soil towered above his head.

He was like an insignificant ant that had strayed into the land of giants, unable to see the end of the bronze tree at a glance.

The wind stirred the ancient bronze leaves.

A cold and gentle fragrance wafted past, tangling in his clothes.

Baili An suddenly sensed a familiar aura.

He walked dozens of meters deeper into the depths of the bronze tree.

Beneath the heavy rustling leaves, the night fell upon white clothes; starlight descended on snowy sleeves.

In the gentle breeze, her ink-black hair danced silently; the woman’s figure resembled a cold, aloof white crane standing under the tree, her palm resting on the ancient, patterned trunk of the tree, a Divine Treasure in her brow faintly and ceaselessly flickering within her Spirit Mansion.

Her Divine Thought had already fully entered the bronze Divine Tree.

Baili An opened his eyes wide in astonishment, unable to understand why he was seeing her here.

“Oh?” An old voice echoed through the leaves.

Underneath the robust and aged roots and vines of bronze, a slow-moving, hunchbacked crone wearing hemp clothes emerged.

Her chicken-skin yellow and sagging skin was decrepit, but her eyes were unusually bright and clear, not at all what one would expect from an elder.

That old crone looked distantly at Baili An and said, “You know my Jing’er?”

Baili An was slightly surprised and bowed to the old lady, saying, “We’ve met on several occasions, may I know who the elder is…”

The aura emanating from the old crone was as immense as the deep sea, but she did not show any clear hostility towards Baili An.

After scrutinizing him carefully for several moments, she said, “I am the first Sect Master of the Taixuan Sect, and Jing’er should call me Great-Grandmother.”

After the first Sect Master of the Xijian Sect, was it the Taixuan Sect?

A helpless, wry smile crept into Baili An’s heart.

He really didn’t know how many cultivators on the Tianyao Continent had their powerful ancestors fall into the Bronze Gate, trapped for a lifetime, unable to find a way out.

Which only resulted in their descendants worshiping tablets in vain.

The old crone asked, “What brings you here?”

Baili An pointed to the bronze tree and said, “I wanted to meet the Ancient God inside this tree, but it seems that Miss Jing Su is already negotiating with the divine spirits within the tree.”

He couldn’t understand why Su Jing, who had clearly been in the First Realm, was also inside the Bronze Gate.

Since she had promised to help protect Jiujiu and Sann’er, she naturally wouldn’t break her word.

“Meet the Ancient God inside the tree?” An odd smile appeared on the old lady’s face, but she didn’t mock Baili An for his presumption.

Suddenly, her hemp robe’s sleeves flared wide, and the bronze leaves trembled and shook like wind chimes.

The scenery around Baili An began to spin rapidly, blurring into countless vague illusions.

Suddenly, all sounds between heaven and earth disappeared.

In his mind, as if a single drop of water had fallen into the still surface of a lake.

The sound was very serene.

Heaven and earth vanished; afar was vast and immense.

Even the figure of the old crone disappeared without a trace.

Gazing into the distant realm as if the huge mountains, sun, moon, and stars were silhouetted beneath his feet like shadows.

This space seemed to be divided into two great worlds of light and dark by a Divine Sword with the intent of judgment.

Between light and dark, colossal bronze thrones stood in mid-air, each throne as vast and majestic as a small mountain, and atop each throne sat immense figures enveloped in light and shadow.

Among the bronze thrones surrounding him, Baili An was as insignificant as an ant.

Again, the peaceful sound of a water droplet echoed in his mind.

Suddenly, ripples rose from the ground in front of him, and within the interplay of light and shadow, a spotlessly white gown slowly took shape.

That slender and elegant figure, cool and dusky, turned her head suddenly; her ink-drawn eyes looked at him as if a faint light shimmered from the depths of the night within.

Baili An couldn’t help but pinch his cheek, feeling no pain at all, which confirmed that his consciousness was forcefully taken into the world within the bronze tree by that old predecessor’s special Divine Skills and Taoist Technique.

The divine spirits seated on the bronze thrones around him showed no reaction to Baili An’s sudden intrusion, not even bothering to direct a sliver of Divine Thought onto him — they completely ignored him.

Evidently, for them, Baili An didn’t even have the right to be noticed.

“Little girl, I pity your body.

If you are willing to sacrifice yourself to feed the fire, I will grant you the surname Xihe, enduring through thousands of autumns, an unceasing flame.”

These words came from a bronze throne close to the white-garbed figure.

Amidst speaking, the weighty light of that throne dissipated a fraction, and a slender and graceful figure, enveloped in golden Divine Fire, was faintly visible.

Su Jing shifted her gaze slowly from Baili An and spoke calmly, “I’m not interested in becoming a new god of this world.”

“Speak your wish then,” said the ruler of the Xihe divine lineage, seemingly quite indulgent towards Su Jing.

Su Jing lifted her head, gazing at the gods, her lips moved slightly, her cool voice devoured by the world into silence, but each word clearly fell into the ears of every being seated on the bronze thrones.

The flames around Xihe whipped dangerously, grew wild and dreadful.

For a moment, mountains, rivers, stars beneath Su Jing’s feet flickered with All Heavens’ thunder flashing and thundering.

As if trying to plunge her into a net of tribulation.

But Su Jing stood still, unmoved.

At this moment, a light laugh sounded.

Baili An saw, not far in front of Su Jing, a dark, cold fog swirling, that of one of the Six Rivers, Zangxin’s laughter.

“I’ve said long ago, Su Jing, one of the three children of the Heavenly Dao, doesn’t need to meet with the divine lineage,” he continued.

From his side, within the swirling black mist, came the squealing and squalling of Fierce Ghost infants, making his entire being seem shrouded in yin energy.

He continued, “Because on her, the gods will never obtain what they want.

On the contrary, don’t underestimate her for being human.

Since she has obtained recognition from the Heavenly Dao, if you’re the slightest bit negligent, she could destroy the wish in your hearts.”