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As Chen Moxuan was preparing to descend the mountain, he unexpectedly encountered a graceful immortal, none other than Yunmeng Xianren. The transformation of Yunmeng Xianren was astonishing; previously, he had appeared as an infant, relying on the Ling Qi of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon for growth. Now, he had become a young man in his teens.
With a face like jade and eyes like bright stars, his long black hair danced lightly in the wind, and an extraordinary aura emanated from him. Chen Moxuan, though surprised, felt more joy than astonishment; after all, this could be considered a source of support.
He stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting. "Yunmeng Xianren, it's been a long time. I hope you have been well. Seeing you like this truly makes me realize how much can change in just a few days."
Yunmeng Xianren smiled slightly, but there was a hint of barely perceptible worry hidden within that smile. "Chen Daoyou, I am well. However, a great calamity is approaching, and I fear I cannot remain idle; I am preparing to move again to respond to the changes in the heavens."
Upon hearing this, Chen Moxuan's expression grew serious. "A great calamity? Yunmeng Xianren, what do you mean? Why do you have such a premonition?"
Yunmeng Xianren sighed softly, his gaze seeming to pierce through time and space toward the unknown future. "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, yet I indeed feel this within my heart. Chen Daoyou, do you remember when the Four Great War Gods were alive? Did they ever mention a demon named Ling?"
Chen Moxuan's mind raced as a long-buried memory flashed before him. After pondering for a moment, he slowly replied, "Ling? I do remember that name. She is a Fox Demon. During the chaos that engulfed the world back then, I encountered her by chance during my travels. At that time, her companions were committing heinous acts against humanity to enhance their cultivation. I intervened to stop them."
Yunmeng Xianren's gaze suddenly deepened as if he could see the threads of fate weaving quietly at that moment. "Chen Daoyou, do you know that Ling is no ordinary demon? She may hold the key to this impending calamity."
Chen Moxuan was taken aback; he had never imagined that a seemingly random encounter from years ago would be connected to the current crisis. What was so special about Ling?
Yunmeng Xianren shook his head, his expression growing graver. "I cannot say for certain how she is special. However, I have been dreaming of that fox lately—coming to demand your life. This is the first time I've dreamed of your death."
Chen Moxuan listened, utterly astonished, and then burst into hearty laughter.
"In our hometown, the Immortal Meng says that it works the other way around; he cannot kill me. For thousands of years, no one has been able to kill him, not even a small Fox Demon. Why should I fear?"
Seeing Chen Moxuan laugh so boldly, Yunmeng Xianren's expression grew more serious. He spoke in a deep voice, "Chen Daoyou, do not underestimate this matter. The heavens are in chaos today, perhaps because the divine is about to take action against you. Dreams should not be ignored; they often herald impending changes."
Chen Moxuan's smile gradually faded as he pondered these words. Yunmeng Xianren was always mysterious, and what he said might not be unfounded. Moreover, if the heavens could bestow Celestial Power, that was truly unimaginable. The heavens might indeed be a terrifying existence or perhaps another unfathomable force.
With their current cultivation and understanding, they were still unable to fully grasp the will and power of the heavens. If the heavens truly intended to harm him, it could very well be as Yunmeng Xianren suggested—perhaps it was happening at this very moment. After all, the Tian Shu Lu had no words inscribed upon it; such an anomaly had only occurred once in thousands of years.
Thinking of this, Chen Moxuan's gaze turned grave. He slowly spoke, "Yunmeng Xianren, I do not take this lightly. However, I, Chen Moxuan, have never feared anything. If the heavens truly wish to kill me, let them try. Let’s see if my body can withstand what is deemed heavenly will!"
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in Yunmeng Xianren's eyes. "Chen Daoyou, I know your fiery temperament and your fearlessness against strong foes. But this calamity is no trivial matter. If you truly wish to contend with the heavens, you must be prepared. While I am ready to turn away from this path, I will also leave some means behind to assist you in facing the coming changes."
Yunmeng Xianren spoke earnestly, seemingly placing some special hope in Chen Moxuan. Chen Moxuan nodded and hesitated; after all, having someone bet on him was ultimately a goodwill gesture.
Yunmeng Xianren's sudden appearance was like a bolt of lightning that shattered the tranquility within Chen Moxuan's heart and brought forth new thoughts. He remembered that when he killed that Fox Demon and its companions years ago, there had indeed been some kind of anomaly—a mysterious light seemed to flash across the sky.
At that time, he had thought a Treasure was about to emerge and had eagerly sought it out but ultimately found nothing.
Looking back now, that phenomenon might have been intricately connected to the spirit, suggesting it was anything but ordinary. With this thought in mind, Chen Moxuan wanted to revisit that place from years ago, hoping to uncover some clues that could unravel the mystery of the impending catastrophe.
He turned to Yunmeng Xianren and said, "Brother Yunmeng, I just remembered a location that may be related to this spirit and the great calamity."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of curiosity crossed Yunmeng Xianren's eyes as he asked, "Where is it?"
Chen Moxuan replied slowly, "It's the place where I killed the spirit and its companions. An anomaly appeared there; perhaps it hides something significant."
Yunmeng Xianren pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Alright, let us go together."
Chen Moxuan sought out Tiger Brother and soon set off with Yunmeng Xianren towards the site from years past. However, upon arrival, Chen Moxuan's heart sank. The area had transformed into a desolate wasteland, shrouded in Death Aura, resembling a hellish landscape.
The once vibrant mountains and forests were now withered and lifeless. Trees stood dead, and the ground was cracked as if ravaged by some overwhelming force. A nauseating stench of decay hung in the air, making one feel sick.
Furrowing his brow at the sight before him, Chen Moxuan felt a surge of intense unease. He remembered how this place had once thrived with life; now it bore witness to some horrific change.
He turned to Yunmeng Xianren and noticed that his expression had also grown serious. "What on earth happened here?" Chen Moxuan couldn't help but ask.
Yunmeng Xianren shook his head solemnly. "I don't know, but the Death Aura here is so thick that it's clear a powerful evil force is at work."
Chen Moxuan felt even more unsettled by his words. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward into the depths of the desolation. They had come this far; they needed to investigate what had caused all of this and see if it was connected to the spirit.
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