# Chapter 1960: Colorful Clouds and Glazed Glass
A faint glimmer of light flickered, and Shui Meiyin, Mu Xuanyin, Qianye Ying'er, Jie Xin, Jie Ling, Yan Wu, Fen Daoqi, and the others were all teleported to Yun Che's side.
An ice barrier instantly coalesced, isolating those around them, including the Azure Dragon that had rushed over in panic.
"Everyone, fall back. Anyone who approaches without permission will be killed without mercy!"
Yan Wu held the Yama Spear and stood outside the barrier together with the Yama clan and Moon Devourers, her killing intent surging.
They had to guard against those who had previously abandoned the Cloud Emperor taking advantage of the situation.
However, the thing they worried about did not happen.
The brutality of this battle formed too great a contrast with the weakness of those who had knelt. Their minds had no room to generate other thoughts, only endless agitation.
The golden flame and demigod aura at the center of the battlefield were gradually dissipating.
There was no trace of Cang Shitian, nor any sign of Huo Poyun.
At the center of the calamity zone, a dark green remnant body twitched and writhed.
Whether the released rock spear had killed Yun Che, he did not know. Because the poison backlash from forcibly unleashing power in that state had plunged him into a bottomless poison abyss an instant afterward.
Life, soul, and power were being frantically devoured. The poisonous serpent within had transformed into a demon a thousand times more terrifying, dragging him rapidly toward the most despairing nightmare amidst immense agony.
By the time Chi Wuyue arrived above Mo Beichen, his eyes were already hollow and dark green, and even his hair had become like a clump of withered, dark green waterweed.
His body was twisted beyond recognition as human form, and there was no longer any trace of the power or aura that had driven the entire divine realm into a corner. The remnant body twitched and writhed occasionally like a dying insect, unable even to emit a scream.
Back then, the unleashed Heavenly Poison had pushed the vast Brahma Emperor Divine Realm into a corner.
But even so, Chi Wuyue had never imagined the poison of the Heavenly Poison Pearl could be so terrifying.
Terrifying to a degree that did not match her prior understanding.
Back then, a group of Brahma Kings struggled under the poison for a long time before Qianye Fantian dragged them to kneel before Yun Che, offering his own death in exchange for the Brahma Emperor's survival.
But Mo Beichen's demigod body and demigod power were so terrifying... yet in just a few short breaths, he had been poisoned into such a miserable state.
Chi Wuyue's senses were extremely sharp, and such a huge discrepancy was impossible to miss.
But she had no time to ponder other matters now. Her damaged demon soul gathered with difficulty.
Behind her, Cai Zhi had also swooped over, the Celestial Wolf Demonic Sword blazing with hatred as it struck down.
"Don't kill him," Chi Wuyue murmured.
"..." The Celestial Wolf Demonic Sword froze in midair, but the unleashed storm could not be fully contained, carrying Mo Beichen's remnant body far, far away.
"Guh..."
A hoarse whimper leaked from Mo Beichen's throat.
Like a deathbed flash, a faint, feeble light flickered once more in those hollow, dark green pupils.
His fingers, exposing decayed green bone, writhed with difficulty, scratching at scattered dust.
"Pure... Land..."
Another sound escaped his throat, this time surprisingly clear and distinct.
"Eternal... Pure Land..."
"..." Sensing Mo Beichen's dying soul aura, Chi Wuyue felt a trace of complexity in her heart.
"Zhen'er... Long'er..." His broken fingers strained forward, trying to touch more dust: "Finally... I can... come accompany you..."
"Bringing... the eternal... Pure... Land..."
The sound faded, and his soul dissipated like mist.
Beside his dark green eye sockets, a teardrop slowly trickled down.
Crystal clear, undyed by the poison aura.
Chi Wuyue's Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul was unleashed with full force, gathering Mo Beichen's fading divine soul.
She had to know more information about the Abyss.
Even if forcefully unleashing her demon soul at this moment would likely cause irreversible and severe damage.
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**Unknown space.**
**Unknown time.**
"Heh heh, Brother Rahu, it's not easy to have you visit in person." A hearty yet gentle laugh entered the ears, naturally evoking the image of a refined and easygoing man.
He wore a plain white robe, his long hair simply tied back. His face was clean and gentle, his eyes like a still lake without ripples, or a quiet starry sky, soothing the soul at first glance.
He possessed the elegance of a middle-aged man and the warmth of a youth, making it impossible to determine his age at a glance.
But anyone who saw him would believe him to be a frail noble youth who disliked cultivation, never weathered storms, and had grown up under protection.
And no one would dare believe that he bore a name that towered over the heavens:
**Hua Fuchen.**
"HAHAHAHA!"
This loud laugh was rough and bold, overflowing with a fiery, unrestrained recklessness, as if there was nothing in the world he feared or dreaded.
The laughing man was extremely tall, his body wide and robust. The muscles exposed outside faintly shimmered with a cold gleam like refined steel.
His wild hair was like swords, his gray beard like halberds, and his eyes were fierce even without anger, like a lion that would trigger a sky-shaking rage at the slightest touch.
"Who in this world doesn't know that my in-law loves peace the most? Without a matter of utmost importance, how would I dare to come and disturb you?"
His voice, though not infused with divine aura, shook the entire hall with faint tremors.
The guards outside felt their blood surging. They quickly steadied their minds and souls, barely suppressing the terrifying agitation.
"I expect that Brother Rahu has come in person this time for matters of the outer world," the refined man said with a smile.
This man, like a furious lion, had a name that struck like a thousand thunderclaps in this world.
**Dian Luohou.**
"Eh!" He waved his hand dismissively: "Such trivial matters are for the Pure Land to worry about."
"The reason I came this time is that my son has been constantly plagued by lovesickness. Even when in seclusion, he frequently gets distracted, so I had to drag him along to alleviate this boy's longing a bit."
His thick hand slapped heavily on the shoulder of the young man accompanying him: "Look at this pathetic state of his. Just like me back when I was a brash youth, HAHAHAHA!"
Boom!
The hand slapped onto the young man's shoulder, producing a sound like a mountain collapsing, shaking the guards outside until they nearly vomited blood.
But the young man stood motionless, his gaze not even trembling.
He stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "This junior, Jiuzhi, pays respects to Divine Venerable [Heart-Painting]. It has been a long time since I last paid my respects. Please forgive my negligence, Senior."
Standing beside Dian Luohou, the young man's physique could only be described as "frail" in comparison.
In truth, his build was quite straight, his expression stern yet elegant, his gaze sharp but not piercing. His long brows extended to his temples, and his features were as finely chiseled as if carved by a knife.
Though he assumed a respectful bow, from his brows and eyes to his body and hair, every part of him exuded an arrogant spirit that could not be concealed... It was not the ordinary nobility of princes and nobles, but something born from his very marrow, as if he were born to tower above the nine heavens and look down upon all beings.
His name was **Dian Jiuzhi**, the son of Dian Luohou.
Even facing a Divine Venerable, his words and posture remained respectful without subservience, proud without arrogance.
"Hey!" Dian Luohou slapped his shoulder again: "Why call him Senior? Just call him father-in-law!"
Dian Jiuzhi withdrew his bow and said: "Although your child and Cai Li have long been betrothed, I would not dare to show any disrespect to Senior before the wedding."
Hua Fuchen's gaze lingered on Dian Jiuzhi for a moment, then he smiled faintly: "Last month, I heard rumors that Jiuzhi had made a great breakthrough, causing celestial phenomena. Now that I see you in person, the extent of your progress exceeds my expectations."
"As expected of Brother Rahu's son."
His words were full of praise and admiration.
For this future son-in-law, he had always been immensely satisfied and fond.
His temperament was opposite to Dian Luohou's, yet they were sworn friends, like brothers. After Dian Jiuzhi became his prospective son-in-law and was betrothed to his daughter, his bond with Dian Luohou had undoubtedly grown closer.
"HAHAHAHA! Rather, you should say: As expected of Hua Fuchen's son-in-law!"
Not at all modest about Hua Fuchen's praise, Dian Luohou waved at Dian Jiuzhi: "Little brat, your father-in-law and I have matters to discuss. This is none of your business. Go play by yourself."
Hua Fuchen's bright eyes turned: "Jiuzhi, Cai Li is currently in the Clear Heart Garden admiring the Colorful Cloud Branches just obtained from the Pure Land. She will be overjoyed to see you."
"Yes, this junior will go visit Sister Cai Li right away."
The moment the words fell, Dian Luohou kicked him on the backside, sending him flying directly out of the hall.
Accompanied by his thunderous voice:
"Visiting your own woman? 'Visit'? Acting all coy like a woman!"
"Hehehe!" Hua Fuchen shook his head and smiled: "Let the younger generation handle their own affairs. I've already prepared fine wine, and it's been years since I last had a good drink with Brother Rahu."
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The Colorful Cloud Branch was a strange flower that grew only in the Pure Land. Its petals were fluffy and pure white, but under sunlight, they could refract faint, colorful flowing light. When gathered into a sea of flowers, they formed patches of colorful clouds that had fallen from the sky, breathtakingly beautiful.
They were also as soft and ethereal as colorful clouds, scattering at the slightest breeze.
Thus, they required meticulous care.
Dian Jiuzhi's footsteps halted at the edge of the cloud sea formed by the Colorful Cloud Branches, momentarily entranced.
In a world filled everywhere with Abyss dust, strange flowers like the Colorful Cloud Branch from the Pure Land were something ordinary people could not catch a glimpse of in a lifetime, let alone such a sea of flowers.
Surely, the master of this place loved the Colorful Cloud Branch dearly. Her father, who doted on her endlessly, spared no expense to transplant this dreamlike sea of flowers from the Pure Land for her.
But what made Dian Jiuzhi stare blankly in fascination was not the sea of Colorful Cloud flowers, but the faintly half-hidden figure of a young girl within the flower sea.
If the flower sea was a dream, then she was the dream within the dream.
Bright eyes and white teeth, unparalleled elegance, face that topples cities, beauty that graces nations, jade-soft and flower-tender, graceful immortal beauty...
Countless phrases flashed chaotically through his mind, but in the end, only emptiness remained. Because even the most exquisite and extravagant words in the world could not describe a fraction of the charm in his sight.
Her beauty was so exquisite and delicate that it seemed to gather all the painstaking efforts of the heavens, and yet her eyes had been adorned with the most beautiful stars and moons in the world.
The Colorful Cloud flower sea was fantastically beautiful. Her soft fingers lightly touched the petals, each jade-like finger seeming to be favored by the heavenly light, faintly covered in a layer of luminous jade robe. White as snow, lustrous as jade, they actually made the Colorful Cloud petals look dim by comparison.
Fate's favor toward a woman was interpreted to the extreme in her.
She disliked heavy adornment and wore a simple white dress. But on her, it was like a jade garment from an immortal palace. Each time her skirt fluttered, it seemed to ripple with misty immortal wind, attracting colorful butterflies to dance around her, reluctant to leave.
Finally sensing the gaze that had been staring blankly for so long, she lifted her head slightly. Then her jade lips slowly parted, blooming into a joyful smile.
Instantly, the world and the flower sea in Dian Jiuzhi's eyes lost all color. Ripples stirred in his heart, refusing to stop for a long time.
The girl's figure lightly turned, appearing before him in an instant, startling the colorful butterflies, which scattered reluctantly.
Slender waist that could be held in one hand, seemingly boneless; wind blowing her skirt, teasing butterflies in dance...
The poetic verses that flashed through Dian Jiuzhi's mind seemed to have been born for her.
"Big Head Brother, you really came."
The girl's voice, like the celestial music lingering in the Moon Palace, made the startled butterflies pause in midair.
When Dian Jiuzhi was young, his body was slender, but his head was rather large. Coupled with his mediocre talent, he was looked down upon and bullied among Dian Luohou's direct descendants. At that time, "Big Head" was how his siblings and even other disciples of the same generation addressed him.
When the girl first met him, the first thing she learned was his "Big Head" name... In fact, back then, people had almost forgotten his real name.
Afterwards, the girl always called him "Big Head Brother."
And it was the first time he felt no rejection or disgust toward this name... Because when she called him, those eyes containing stars and moons had not a single trace of impurity. They were so beautiful that it felt like he was in an unreal, distant dream.
Later, he became a Divine Son, and his father bestowed upon him the name "Jiuzhi."
"Big Head" became one of his greatest taboos, something no one dared to call or mention again.
Except for her.
When she changed her address to "Jiuzhi Brother" back then, what he felt instead was deep disappointment. So, he asked her to continue calling him "Big Head Brother" in the future... even when outsiders were present.
Because as he grew strong enough, "Big Head" was no longer his disgrace, but instead was engraved in that too-beautiful encounter with her.