Published: February 25, 2025
Two hours later.
In the southwestern direction of the Heavenly Punishment Mountain Range, a low-grade Spirit Artifact, a Spirit Vessel, was sailing smoothly.
On the Spirit Vessel stood a handsome youth, seemingly around sixteen, with his hands clasped behind his back.
The youth exuded an aura of confidence and charisma, characteristic of the great perfection of spirit embryo realm.
He gazed into the distance, as if searching for something hidden within the clouds.
At that moment, a faint glimmer flickered in his eyes, and memories began to resurface, fragments of a past life that seemed long forgotten.
“Is this... the feeling of awakening?” he murmured to himself, a mixture of confusion and clarity washing over him.
The world around him transformed, and whispers of voices from a distant past echoed in his mind, unveiling secrets he had yet to comprehend.
With each passing moment, the memories grew clearer, unraveling the tapestry of his identity and purpose.
He took a deep breath, bracing himself for the journey ahead, as the Spirit Vessel continued to glide through the mist-laden skies of the Sea of Clouds.
From his attire and the grade of the Spirit Vessel he commanded, it was clear that the youth came from a rather affluent background.
However, at this moment, he gazed at the Heavenly Punishment Mountain Range with a look of confusion in his eyes, a faint sadness gnawing at his heart.
At this time, an old man behind the youth, who was at the second level of fetal soul realm, bent slightly with concern and said, “Young Master, are you feeling unwell?”
The old man was named Liu Qinghao, the old butler of the Su family.
“Liu Butler, I don’t know why, but this Heavenly Punishment Mountain Range feels oddly familiar to me,” the brocade-robed youth spoke, a wave of melancholy surging from deep within. “Looking at the grass and trees in the Heavenly Punishment Mountain Range, I suddenly feel quite sad.”
“It’s as if…” the youth said, bewildered and sorrowful, “as if I have been here before.”
Liu Qinghao stroked his beard and chuckled, “Young Master, this is your first time leaving your hometown and your first time entering the Heavenly Punishment Mountain Range. How could you have a sense of déjà vu?”
“Perhaps,” the youth inhaled deeply and smiled.
“Young Master, there’s something I’m unsure whether to mention.”
“Feel free to speak.”
“Though the Huangfu Sacred Sect is a renowned ancient sect that all the families aspire to join,” Liu Qinghao said with a furrowed brow, “the Huangfu Sacred Sect has not recruited disciples for over twenty years, perhaps due to foreign invasions.”
“Although you are exceptionally talented, they might not accept you! If they refuse you, it would be better, but if you anger the ancient sect disciples guarding the Mountain Gate, I fear I won’t be able to protect you.”
The brocade-robed youth smiled nonchalantly, “Butler, you worry too much. Since the Huangfu Sacred Sect is an ancient sect, they must have their principles. I do not believe they will indiscriminately kill innocents.”
“Moreover, the most important reason I want to enter the Huangfu Sacred Sect is to understand the dream voices that have lingered in my mind.”
“Since I can remember, there has always been a voice in my dreams telling me to go to the Huangfu Sacred Sect to find someone named Tan Yun.”
As soon as the youth finished speaking, four beams of light descended from the Sea of Clouds before him!
“You… who are you? What do you want?” Liu Qinghao shouted, stepping forward to shield the youth, eyeing Dantai Yu, Dantai Long, Tan Yun, and Dantai Xian’er as if they were formidable foes.
“Butler, do not be rude!” The brocade-robed youth said, realizing he could not discern the realms of the four, then stepped forward, bowing deeply, “I am honored to meet the four seniors. May I ask what brings you here?”
The youth remained bowed, not daring to lift his head. In his heart, these four descending figures were clearly powers capable of void sky crossing!