Perfect World

Chapter 715: Chapter 715: The Most Ancient Person
 

Scarlet Battlefield Center – Forbidden Ground, piled bones, blooming flowers, a lone beautiful woman clad in snow clothes stands, presenting a bizarre scene, with elements hard to blend while revealing utmost mystery.

The earth and sky trembled violently, Shi Hao regained his senses from a trance, withdrew his gaze, and looked towards the sky.

Has the battle concluded, and the two forbidden beings decided the victor?

Who won and who lost, a brief silence made the Scarlet Plains within hundreds of thousands of miles oppressively tense, all fighting ceased, and people looked up at the sky.

The blood moon hung in the sky, shrouded in mist, the world appeared hazy and deeply red, pushing everyone’s emotions to the brink.

Because this battle carried immense significance, truly able to affect the fate of a race, if lost, the so-called Imperial Clan, Imperial Family might very well dissipate like smoke into clouds.

The past glories, the undecaying Taoist traditions, could all be turned to ashes in this battle, becoming history.

Silence!

The world fell quiet, completely still, without a single sound, plunging into a terrifying dead silence.

On the Scarlet Plains, where warfare had just been relentless, the Celestials Clan and Zhan Tribe fought nonstop, Iron Cavalry galloped, weapons soaked with blood, and now time seemed to have stopped.

Everyone was waiting, all eager to learn the final outcome.

Samsara Mercenary Group, Celestial God Mercenary Group, and other well-known external forces also ceased combat, waiting for the outcome.

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“Wuu…”

Suddenly, the profound Kuíniú horn resounded, vast and majestic, somber and grand, reverberating across tens of thousands of miles, it was the Zhan Tribe summoning their people, demanding a full retreat.

“Why us, has the War Emperor failed!?”

The moment the horn sounded, it felt like the apocalypse to the Zhan Tribe, all faces turned pale white, struck by immense despair.

This was the summon for them, an unconditional retreat, and they must leave immediately without further combat, what did this signify?

“How could this be, we are the War Emperor Clan, born from war, mad for battle, reigning over the Three Thousand States, how could our ancient War Emperor ancestor lose to someone else?” someone screamed, unable to accept this outcome.

In the distance, the Kuíniú horn sounded gloomy, as if coming from underground, shaking the earth, demanding all Zhan Tribe forces to immediately withdraw.

This was a heavy blow!

The Zhan Tribe’s army retreated like a tide, with reluctance, dismay, and a kind of fear. The army lost its morale, leaving behind bodies everywhere.

Some smaller mercenary groups, everyone shivered, faces deathly pale, they were scared, worried that the Celestials Clan might settle scores with them, this venture had turned out such a disastrous outcome.

“Did we win?” the Celestials Clan was stunned, then cheered, a whistling sound spread across the Scarlet Plains, echoing back and forth, celebrating this outcome.

Initially, they were very worried, after all, the old Celestials had just revived, struggled to survive, fearing that they might not be a match for the War Emperor, they never expected such a joyful outcome.

“Attack, it’s time for retaliation, today we will crush the Zhan Tribe, make them history, and no longer a threat!” someone shouted.

The cries of attack rose to the sky, forming a continuous sound, Celestials Clan’s morale surged, all brandished their Treasured Artifacts, prepared to counter-attack, aiming to conquer their world enemy.

However, something shocking happened.

“Wuu wuu…”

The rhino horn sounded, carrying a desolate tone, as if blown from ancient times, breaking into this time and space, carrying an old, aged feeling.

This was the Celestials Clan’s Treasured Artifact, not a horn for attack, but a request for retreat, calling all their people to leave the Scarlet Plains and return to the Heavenly Province.

How could this be? Many were bewildered.

The Celestials Clan also requested a withdrawal, not pursuing the victory, what exactly was the outcome of the battle between the old Celestials and the War Emperor?

Many people puzzled, gazing at the night sky.

“I knew it would be such an outcome,” the leader of the Samsara Mercenary Group whispered, then waved his hand, his powerful subordinates silently headed towards the distance.

Not far away, the Celestial God Mercenary Group also left in silence, everyone without words.

In reality, the higher-ups of both the Zhan Tribe and Celestials Clan, those Celestial Gods had never spoken, for they had long known the outcome.

The two supreme beings did indeed clash, but did not fight to the death. At their level, they knew each other too well, even better than close kin.

If they had battled to the end, perhaps one would be killed, but the other would also be drained of life energy, dragged into a dead end, and before long, would ultimately perish.

Thus, although the battle outside the heavens was fierce, it was never to the point of mutually assured destruction, fighting to the bitter end.

Otherwise, it would merely benefit other clans cheaply, while both clans would be severely weakened, with no hope of recovery for a hundred thousand years, or even never recovering, leading to their decline.

But the high-ups of both clans, the Celestial Gods clearly knew this, hence during the clash of the two supreme powers, they immediately led their forces to fiercely attack each other, trying to force out a result.

This was an understanding, the only chance to give it their all, also tacitly approved by the two Archaic Ancestors, fighting within this scope to determine a winner or loser.

Because this battle was still controllable, if the ancient Celestials and the War Emperor fought desperately, it would be a disaster, unpredictable for the future direction and fortunes of both clans.

They couldn’t afford to fight recklessly, nor dare to go all in.

“Finally, it’s over.” Yun Xi was delighted, having fled for so many days, traversing hundreds of thousands of miles, all of this was finally coming to an end.

She didn’t find the lady in the snowy clothes within the forbidden land, gazing at the sky, extremely excited, it meant she could return to her clan, ending this great escapade.

“What are you looking at?” She was surprised, noticing that Shi Hao was somewhat lost in thought, staring into the depths of the forbidden land, his gaze shimmering brightly.

“It’s nothing, you should leave here first.” Shi Hao whispered to her.

Yun Xi was stunned but quickly realized, and in tune with Shi Hao, knew something was wrong. She wasn’t pretentious, knowing that staying might become a burden because she had not yet started the “Human to Celestial” transformation.

Shi Hao concentrated his gaze, the void was full of flowing light and radiance, filled with broken Divine Chains of Order, how could a woman in such a bone-filled forbidden land not be guarded against?

“Did you release that lightning recently?” The snowy-clothed woman looked at him interestingly, her bright eyes sparkling, as divine voices transmitted.

Shi Hao was struck by a thought, he had battled with True Gods, could this woman have noticed him? Thunder Emperor’s Treasure Art was indeed noticeable because of its grandeur.

A stream of light shifted, a White Jade Bridge emerged, coming from the depths of the forbidden land and appearing beneath his feet, creating a path that avoided the chaotic Divine Chains.

Hesitantly, Shi Hao stepped onto the bridge and walked straight into the forbidden land, a scarlet ground covered in white bones, resembling hell, yet also flourishing with radiant flowers and grass, across stood a breathtakingly beautiful woman.

Shi Hao’s gaze swept across the ground, his heart shocked; he spotted a broken cocoon glowing, surrounded by some remnants of molting, his hairs standing on end momentarily after.

This woman… had she just emerged from the cocoon?

A tremendous wave surged in his heart at the thought, startling him. An unparalleled master had perished in ancient times here, could it be her?

Staring at the cocoon, Shi Hao was certain that it had not been broken long ago; this thought made his heart tremble, even more shocking than a showdown between the War Emperor and the ancient Celestials.

His expression unchanged, maintaining composure, he pretended to be deep and mature, saying, “After hundreds of thousands of years, the vast ocean changes, congratulations on your rebirth from nirvana.”

“Thunder Emperor, have you too reincarnated?” The woman smiled, giving an incredibly stunning impression, amidst hell and white bones, her white attire dazzling.

Shi Hao was immediately stunned, standing there dumbfounded; he originally wanted to bluff, but was shocked thoroughly. What background did she have? Simply terrifying!

“Thinking back to the past, you knelt at my feet, so young and ambitious, and now how foolishly dazed and expressionless you are, pitiable,” the woman’s voice, like a melody from heaven, shaking her head and sighing.

Shi Hao froze, was this an ancient monster? Why did it sound like she was the master of the Thunder Emperor, an existence even more ancient than the Primordial Ancients?

This… probably is the oldest person alive!

“A dream of Immortal Age, eras shattered, hurry and come greet your master?” The woman sternly said, “I’ll help you unlock wisdom and recall karma.”

Shi Hao was dazed, what was happening, was he a reincarnate of the Thunder Emperor? He felt completely disoriented.

“Can you… recognize me?” Shi Hao asked tentatively.

“All beings are preaching, it depends on how you focus and perceive the origin.” The snowy-clothed woman’s beautiful eyes were profound, looking down at Shi Hao with a compassionate demeanor.

“Do you… know the past, comprehend previous lives?” Shi Hao was confused, had he encountered a taboo existence, comprehending past lives?

“Turning around is the past life, looking up is the future life, holding a thought is the current life.” The woman radiated dignity, exceptionally beautiful and sacred, looking at Shi Hao, teaching here.

Shi Hao’s scalp tingled, stunned, slightly unable to grasp the situation, what kind of heaven-reaching existence was this, to have such capabilities?

“Disciple, won’t you kneel and greet your master?” the woman spoke.

Shi Hao hesitated, paying respects to an elder and a superior wasn’t a loss, but his mind was very chaotic, how had he suddenly encountered such a supreme being.

Suddenly, he noticed the woman’s white teeth gleaming, a slight curl at the corner of her mouth, and a mischievous glint in her eyes, a realization flashed through his mind—something was off!

That concealed expression, how could it belong to an antiquated relic, clearly a cunning young girl. He quickly understood that he had been… conned!

His gaze turned sideways, his dissatisfaction apparent, this woman was far too unscrupulous.

Apparently, the young girl noticed his realization and immediately smiled lightly, saying, “Little kid, still trying to bluff me, you must be that glutton spoken of by the Demonic Blood Ghost God Tree, right?”

Shi Hao felt dizzy; this girl’s transformation was too fast, so deep one moment and now playful the next, and she directly mentioned the old tree from the Primordial Heaven Secret Realm.

“Where did the Demonic Blood Ghost God Tree go?” he asked.

“Back home.” The young girl answered lightly.

“You… come from the deep parts of the vast No-Man’s Land?” Shi Hao’s heart shook.

“Not too dumb, just emerged from my homeland. Considering the old tree, I won’t beat you up, otherwise, I would have to thrash anyone else!” The young girl said dominantly.

Her expressions were rich, at times isolated and peerless in stillness, cunning and lively in motion, and so domineering when boasting…

Hearing this, Shi Hao grimaced, no longer convinced she came from No-Man’s Land.