Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start-Chapter 1645 - 441: Appearing in the World Again (Three updates with 10,000 words, please subscribe!)

Chapter 1645 -441: Appearing in the World Again (Three updates with 10,000 words, please subscribe!)

Gu Qingyan awoke abruptly from her seclusion. Staring at Gu Chen, who lay in a coffin within the miniature realm, she realized—his heart was beating again.

For her, this was nothing short of an earth-shattering piece of good news, stirring her with unparalleled excitement.

“This is wonderful, Big Brother—I just knew you’d come back to life!”

The powerful rhythm of Gu Chen’s restored heartbeat sent Gu Qingyan into a state of ecstatic joy, confirming the undeniable truth that her elder brother could return to the realm of the living.

Even Bi Yu and Emperor Xia, deep in their own secluded cultivation, were startled by the resonance of that heartbeat and instantly appeared at the scene.

“What is this?”

Both hesitated, glancing at the serene face of Gu Chen lying in the coffin, his white hair as radiant as snow. A faint tremor arose unbidden in their hearts.

“I can already sense it—Big Brother is about to awaken!” Gu Qingyan declared, her exquisite face radiant with delight. Her brilliance seemed to transform the entire realm.

Bi Yu gave Gu Qingyan a sidelong glance, noting her long-lost smile, which softened the perpetual tension clouding the Empress’s countenance. His suspended heart finally settled.

Emperor Xia let out a gentle breath as well. “Truly astonishing. I knew it—this lad is the master of miracles.”

Learning that Gu Chen’s resurrection was imminent filled his expression with profound joy.

The current Heavenly Realm’s ruler, Pei Yi, ruled the cosmos in ways that Emperor Xia could scarcely tolerate—if not outright abhor.

As the former Emperor of the Nine Provinces, Emperor Xia understood clearly the nature of men like Pei Yi—harbingers of ruin who could never achieve any lasting virtue.

To rule as an emperor: autocratic, narrow-minded, unyielding to counsel—the very epithets Pei Yi used to defame Gu Chen were, in truth, the most accurate descriptions of Pei Yi himself!

“If Wu Tian were here, he’d surely be thrilled as well,” Bi Yu sighed.

Though the whereabouts of Wu Tian remained unknown, Bi Yu believed firmly that the man wouldn’t foolishly throw himself into Pei Yi’s vengeful path. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Without absolute certainty, Wu Tian would never make a move—for that would be tantamount to courting death.

“We wait!”

Gu Qingyan spoke with resolution. Though she had been in seclusion, she was well aware of everything Pei Yi had done.

Her heart brimmed with hatred for Pei Yi—a man who, for his selfish desires, had even sought to eliminate the supreme combat power essential for facing the Epoch War. There was nothing he wouldn’t stoop to.

Bi Yu and Emperor Xia nodded in agreement. They understood—dealing with Pei Yi would only be possible once Gu Chen awakened.

Though unsure of Gu Chen’s strength after losing the Source of Ten Thousand Worlds, Gu Qingyan, Emperor Xia, and Bi Yu placed their full trust in him and returned to their secluded cultivation.

…

In the Upper Realm, an island suspended in the celestial firmament emitted waves of divine light—none other than the Primeval Island, the foremost artifact since the beginning of creation.

Now, it had become the exclusive residence of Pei Yi, ruler of the Heavenly Realm. Anyone wishing to set foot upon the island was required to obtain his prior approval.

Otherwise—kill on sight!

“Well done,” Pei Yi remarked, nodding as he gazed down at the three Supreme Beings bowing before him, including Qi Ling.

Over these millennia, under his leadership, the Upper Realm had birthed two additional Supreme Beings, leaving Pei Yi thoroughly satisfied.

The only downside was that these two Supreme Beings were rather old, veterans of the era when the Eternal Imperial Court ruled over all realms, and therefore knew Gu Chen—the Court’s sovereign—extremely well.

But fortunately, Pei Yi believed that with his own strength and presence, they wouldn’t dare stir any trouble.

“The wish power gathered within the golden statue grows ever more intense,” Pei Yi muttered, casting his gaze beyond the grand hall to the magnificent statue of himself—valiant and regal. His eyes gleamed with self-satisfaction.

At the same time, he sensed the imminent fusion of the Yin and Yang universes—a premonition transmitted by the Source of Ten Thousand Worlds within him.

Yet he remained unafraid. Possessing the Source of Ten Thousand Worlds, he was confident the progenitor of the Yin World, who had only grasped its origin, could never slay him.

At worst, the two could divide the cosmos equally. To Pei Yi, even if the beings of the Upper Realm perished entirely, it wouldn’t matter in the least.

“Just wait. Give me a few more millennia, and I’ll deduce your whereabouts. None of my enemies will escape!” Pei Yi sneered coldly.

He referred, of course, to Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, Wu Tian, and Emperor Xia.

After all, having absorbed the Source of Ten Thousand Worlds, there was hardly anything in the cosmos that could elude his perception and control.

If not for the realm that Gu Chen had created, Gu Qingyan’s group wouldn’t have been able to hide—no matter how far they fled, Pei Yi could have located them instantly.

“This time, I will utterly annihilate you all!” Pei Yi’s gaze grew chillingly dark.

Thus, the realms entered another period of tranquility. During this time, the Heavenly Realm remained remarkably quiet, refraining from its usual activities.

Pei Yi was in seclusion, absorbing the wish power while fully dedicating himself to deducing Gu Qingyan and her companions’ hidden whereabouts.

To Pei Yi, this task was the utmost priority.

As the days passed, the tranquility of the Upper Realm—lasting over twenty thousand years—began to faintly stir with traces of Yin World energy.

This was proof that the fusion of the Yin and Yang universes had reached its final threshold!

Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, and Emperor Xia, still cultivating in seclusion, naturally sensed this development, their brows furrowing deeply.

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