Chapter 4246: The Question from Back Then
Desolate Heaven, Black and White Daoist, and Xuanyuan Second were entrusted by Zhang Ruochen to infiltrate the Divine Realm as sleeper agents. Before their departure, they had already arranged their remnant souls properly.
Endless divine ships traveled along the Santu River, docking at Wangchuan Ferry.
An altar descended onto the distant Corpse Bone Plain, and countless soul shadows flew out from within it.
The remnant souls boarding Wangchuan Ferry all lingered in their final attachments.
Some bid farewell, some shed tears, some embraced, some sang loudly...
They enacted the final joys and sorrows of human life.
Reincarnation is uncertain; heaven and earth are merciless. Rebirth into a new life carries too many uncertainties. Who knows how many lifetimes it will take to return? Or whether they can return at all?
Times have already changed. The influence of Entropy Radiance on the universe is weakening, and new rules of heaven and earth are forming. In the future, let alone attaining the Heavenly Venerable or Half-Ancestor level, even becoming a god will be exceedingly difficult.
As a great era passes, everything will return to normalcy.
The remnant soul of the Blood Absolute Clan Leader stood with his arms behind his back, striding majestically onto Wangchuan Ferry. He swept his gaze over the remnant souls bidding farewell to their friends and family, sneering with cold arrogance: "What's there to bid farewell to? Reincarnation is not death, but rebirth. If you all have the heart to contend for supremacy, then fight again across the heavens in the next life."
Many eyes turned toward him, revealing admiration.
This was a truly strong-willed expert!
Toward reincarnation, toward the unknown, he showed not a trace of hesitation—so calm, so confident.
"Well said!"
The fighting spirit of Xuanyuan Second's remnant soul was ignited. He raised his fist and shouted: "Let me cultivate for another hundred and thirty thousand years, and I'll make all the heavens descend into the Yellow Spring."
"You can't just say that recklessly—it's taboo!" Black and White Daoist's remnant soul reminded him in a low voice.
Chi Xingtian docked a ten-thousand-zhang divine ship made of dragon bone at Wangchuan Ferry: "Who wants to be my son? In the next life, you will surely attain godhood, with no risk of reincarnation mishaps."
The Eight-Winged Night Yaksha Dragon was already pregnant, standing right beside him, and did not stop him.
Those who died fighting in the Divine Realm were all worthy of respect. Raising their new incarnations was a duty that could not be shirked.
The Blood Absolute Clan Leader scoffed: "Are you crazy? With our status, become your son?"
Xuanyuan Second wore an arrogant expression, disdainfully saying: "Reincarnation and rebirth carry immense uncertainty. Where one is reborn is not for you, Chi Xingtian, to decide."
"Exactly, I'd rather be reborn into an ordinary commoner's family!"
Chi Xingtian said solemnly: "Who says reincarnation has no certainty at all? You've all cultivated for so many years—isn't there a single one among you with a connection to Yan Wushen? A dignified Primordial Ancestor, with boundless Dao methods, can't he arrange things clearly for you?"
Murmurs spread across Wangchuan Ferry, and many remnant souls were tempted.
Chi Xingtian continued: "Being reborn into an Indestructible Infinite family is already the best destination you can have in your next life. Moreover, my wife is the elder sister of Supreme Group member Ji Wang, whose status in the universe is among the few."
Immediately, a large group of remnant souls, already tempted, rushed toward that divine ship, all wanting to become the sons of Chi Xingtian and the Eight-Winged Night Yaksha Dragon.
Even Xuanyuan Second put away his arrogance and felt some temptation.
But seeing that old ghost Black and White Daoist remained calm and composed, he naturally had to steady himself and not lose face.
After a long while, he asked lightly: "Aren't you going to fight for it? It's rare that Chi Xingtian and the Eight-Winged Night Yaksha Dragon are willing. Being reborn into that family, you'd surely return as a god in your very first life."
Black and White Daoist wore a leisurely expression: "Where reincarnation takes you isn't decided by those two. What's the point of fighting? You should know, Yan Wushen owes my Ghost Clan a huge favor. If I, the Clan Leader, speak up, how could he refuse?"
"Old ghost, you've wronged me!"
Xuanyuan Second cursed outright. No wonder Black and White Daoist was so calm—he had already figured out his way out long ago.
Xuanyuan Second immediately rushed off in a flurry to find the gods of the Xuanyuan Clan.
He too had backing—his descendant Xuanyuan Taihao had already attained the Primordial Ancestor Dao.
The Blood Absolute Clan Leader said coldly: "What use is being reborn into a good family? Cultivation depends on will and spirit. Those with a Sacred Heart do not bow to others. Those with a Divine Heart endure a hundred setbacks..."