I became an immortal in the mountains

Chapter 924 Fading Memories

Unless he opens up the Northern Spring Realm to allow the power of the ancient realm to invade, or... he can decipher the deeper mysteries hidden in the clouds and mist on the cliff edge of Northern Spring Mountain.

In the ancient realm, apart from tangible vessels that can be refined with the help of Void Stones and taken out, nothing else can be taken away.

However, fishing on the western cliff can yield the Dao Soul, and there is a mystery to this.

Although Gu Yuanqing is the master of the Northern Spring Realm, there are still many deeper secrets within this realm that are difficult to understand and control.

For example, the cliffside fishing platform on the west side, the mystery of Tiandi Pool, and the core of Beiquan Mountain's self-growing nature are still like a fog to him.

This is a limitation in many aspects such as cultivation level, realm, and knowledge. For example, he can use the power of the Northern Spring Realm to suppress the power of the Great Demon of the Underground Cave, but his own divine sense cannot truly touch it.

Gu Yuanqing was reluctant to loosen the defenses and allow the power of the Ancient Realm to enter the Northern Spring Realm, because this could lead to the leakage of his secrets.

Therefore, he killed the people of the Ancient Realm outside the edge of the Northern Spring Realm, and the Northern Spring Realm would naturally absorb and dissolve the surrounding power into its own power.

Moreover, it seems that absorbing this power has been beneficial to the Northern Spring Realm.

Under Gu Yuanqing's blessing of the unity of heaven and man and the arrival of the realm, the illusory image of the Northern Spring Realm merged with the Qian Yuan Realm, and the entire Qian Yuan Realm was filled with the power belonging to the Northern Spring Realm.

But ultimately it is merely an extension of power, not the Northern Spring Realm itself; very little of the slain spirits are consumed by the Northern Spring Realm.

This power is but a drop in the ocean compared to the vast Northern Spring Realm, which is why it took Gu Yuanqing so long to realize it.

When Gu Yuanqing realized this and pondered it more carefully, he discovered that the real benefit of absorbing these fragments of Yin spirits was not the increase in power, but rather the birth of a trace of spirituality in the world!

The benefits of this change far outweigh those of simply transforming demonic energy; it's as if it's adding another layer of creative mystery to the Northern Spring Realm.

The reason why we still say we need to verify is because on the night of the full moon in the ancient realm, the people of the ancient realm are as if they have been reset.

Gu Yuanqing wanted to see if the power being devoured by the Northern Spring Realm would also disappear completely.

If they don't disappear, then this attack is a gift of supplies!

The only thing that needs to be weighed is what Li Miaoxuan said: leaving the power of the ancient people in the Northern Spring Realm is not much different from killing them completely. This may cause karmic entanglement and bring about changes.

However, if the Northern Spring Realm can truly absorb the power of the ancient realm's people and transform it into its own spirituality, then this seemingly endless war of attrition will become an opportunity delivered to its doorstep.

There are hundreds of millions of cultivators in the ancient realm. If they could all be absorbed, the benefits to the Northern Spring Realm would be immense.

As for cause and effect...

If he doesn't take action, the attacks from the ancient realms will be endless, unless he completely abandons the Qian Yuan Realm and the Linglong Realm.

Now that the Northern Spring Realm has been established, and the Void Immortals have achieved great success, they also possess the power to protect themselves. This seems to be the worst possible outcome.

If that's the case, then what's there to be afraid of?
In the days that followed, Gu Yuanqing continued to maintain that sword aura barrier, slaying the endless stream of Yin spirits.

But while he was killing them, he began to quietly mobilize the power of the Northern Spring Realm, drawing the Yin spirit aura that was scattered in the Qian Yuan Realm over before it completely dissipated, so that the Northern Spring Realm could devour it.

However, he still controlled the number and did not make a big fuss, because he still needed to judge whether there were any hidden dangers in these converted forces.

Before we knew it, another full moon night had arrived.

Gu Yuanqing used the Mountain Observation Technique to focus his mind and sense whether the auras devoured by the Northern Spring Realm would reset and return like the Yin Souls in the Ancient Realm.

That night, Li Miaoxuan and Gu Yuanqing drank tea in the courtyard.

"How is it?" Although Li Miaoxuan was at the realm of a Void Immortal, and Gu Yuanqing had not isolated her soul, he still found it difficult to perceive this deeper level of change.

Gu Yuanqing said, "Let's wait and see, and draw a conclusion after this night has passed."

Time passed little by little.

As dawn breaks over the ancient realm above, another ancient army arrives behind Zhou Wei.

Gu Yuanqing's lips curled up slightly.

The spirituality that emerged from the aura of the ancient spirits after their deaths has not disappeared!
Seeing Gu Yuanqing's expression, Li Miaoxuan smiled as well. Without needing to ask any further questions, she knew the answer. She said, "So you're planning to take action against the Ancient Realm?"

Gu Yuanqing chuckled and said, "Take it slow, there's no rush. Unless we put the people from the Ancient Realm into the Northern Spring Realm, I'm afraid that if we kill their power, most of them will fall back into the Ancient Realm."

The resurrected spirits, just like before, continued their frenzied attacks on the Northern Spring Realm.

Most of them experienced the same things as before, because those who were resurrected would have no memory whatsoever if they were below the level of celestial beings.

What happened next in the sky above the Qian Yuan Realm seemed to remain unchanged: continuous attacks, with generals at the Hun Tian level interspersed among them, and demigod cultivators taking turns to die.

In reality, the changes had already begun, but no one except Gu Yuanqing and Li Miaoxuan knew about them.

He began to more actively draw upon the yin energy left after the killing.

Day after day, month after month, more and more of the aura was swallowed up by the Northern Spring Realm.

The increase in spirituality in the Northern Spring Realm was even more obvious. The plants and trees were more beautiful and the spiritual energy was purer. Even the newly born sun and moon seemed to be a little brighter.

The world itself is becoming more vibrant and dynamic.

……

Time passed slowly like this.

The weariness in Gu Yuanqing's eyes became even more apparent. Using the power of the world to draw upon the energy of the ancient realm was far more taxing on him than simply killing someone.

However, this consumption is still within an acceptable range.

Even after all this time, the great war in the Demon Realm was still ongoing.

The blood moon in the sky was crimson, though not as terrifying as the first one, it was still almost visible during the day.

The great battles between numerous powerful clans and the True Demon Apostles, where they mobilized their resources, frequently shook the very foundations of the world.

There are even more magical beasts in the Black Sea, and many have also been spotted in the Dragon Demon Realm.

Furthermore, a demigod cultivator with true demonic power came to the Dragon Demon Realm. Clearly, this person was also searching for traces of Beiquan Mountain. He used various methods to search for traces of Beiquan Mountain at its original location, but all his efforts were in vain.

Gu Yuanqing naturally wouldn't reveal himself, nor would he care about them. His current focus was entirely on the confrontation with the Great Wei Dynasty of the Ancient Realm.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

At the edge of the ancient realm's illusory image, Feng Yue looked down at the world still shrouded in sword energy, his brows furrowing slightly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Wei came to his side.

Feng Yue was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Do you still remember some things from millions of years ago? For example... when you died for the first time? Do you still remember?"

Zhou Wei was slightly taken aback, then his pupils shrank slightly.

He is a demigod. Although millions of years is a long time, for a cultivator of his level, he can clearly recall everything from his childhood if he so desires!

He thought back carefully, but found that these things were already blurry and unclear!
Feng Yue could tell the result from Zhou Wei's expression, and his expression was somewhat complicated: "I can't remember either."

Zhou Wei remained silent for a long time before saying, "Each death will inevitably affect one's memories; other celestial beings in the past were the same. Perhaps we have died too many times, which has affected our souls. After some time, we will recover."

Feng Yue said, "Have you noticed something else?"

"What is it?" Zhou Wei asked. "Some of our Great Wei cultivators have disappeared. And look at their eyes..." Feng Yue said.

Zhou Wei suddenly turned his head to look.

Behind the army, there were many soldiers who had not yet become Yin spirits. Their eyes seemed to show a trace of confusion, clearly indicating that they had also lost a lot of their memories.

Many people were also much weaker, and some familiar faces were nowhere to be seen.

These soldiers knew each other very well and should have noticed each other's abnormalities long ago, but strangely, no one noticed such an obvious situation.

The fact that he himself returned from the dead, and that such a huge change occurred in the army, yet he completely ignored it, is itself a strange thing.

Zhou Wei took a deep breath, turned around, and said in a deep voice, "This guy surnamed Gu... finally couldn't hold back and made a move!"

"For millions of years, countless years ago, perhaps everyone was waiting for this day to come, but when it actually arrived, it wasn't as exhilarating as they had imagined!" Feng Yue's expression was somewhat complicated.

They had Wei Zhao summon the power of the ancient realm and mobilize a large army to attack the Qian Yuan Realm day and night, with the aim of forcing Gu Yuanqing to make a real move.

But as that day approached, I felt no joy.

Zhou Wei remained silent for a long time before finally saying softly, "We shouldn't have existed in the first place. This ending isn't so bad after all."

Feng Yue suddenly smiled and said, "Liberation?"

Zhou Wei said, "Isn't that right? Knowing that you are just an avatar, an illusion, knowing that everything here is fake, and that so-called death is just returning, do you really want to live like this, neither alive nor dead?"

Feng Yue said calmly, "Would you have thought this way if you hadn't known the truth?"

Zhou Wei said, "There are no 'what ifs' in this world!"

Feng Yue chuckled and shook his head.

……

Six months later.

Feng Yanfei arrived, landing behind Feng Yue, and bowed, saying, "Father!"

Feng Yue turned around and looked at his son, who had been with him for millions of years.

Feng Yan's eyes were calm, revealing no emotion. He simply gazed at Feng Yue, waiting for his response.

"Why are you here?" Feng Yue asked.

"It's my turn to make a move." Feng Yan looked down at the world shrouded in sword energy.

Feng Yue was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Have you thought it through?"

Feng Yan nodded, his expression calm: "I've thought it through."

The father and son looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Millions of years have passed; everything that needed to be said has been said; everything that needed to be understood, we all understand.

Feng Yue raised his hand and gently patted Feng Yan's shoulder.

Feng Yan smiled slightly, said nothing more, turned around, took a step, and his figure swooped down like a meteor, disappearing into the endless sword energy.

Feng Yue stood at the edge of the illusory image, watching quietly.

Watching Feng Yan struggle, charge, and fall amidst the sword energy.

He watched as the sword energy engulfed him, turning into yin energy that drifted away between heaven and earth in the Qian Yuan Realm.

After a long while, Feng Yue withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhou Wei beside him.

Zhou Wei was also looking at him, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.

“Next time,” Feng Yue said softly, “he might not recognize me.”

Zhou Wei was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Perhaps."

Neither of them had expected things to turn out this way; they had thought that facing the power of creation would only mean death.

Death was no different from liberation for them. Although they still had a longing for life, they were more accepting of death.

But now it is dying again and again, gradually fading away the original memories.

Even for them, who have lived for millions of years, all of this was a torment.

However, many celestial beings in the Great Wei Divine Dynasty chose to rush into the Qian Yuan Realm without hesitation, because they had previously been unable to die, but now, no matter what, they finally had a way!

……

For the people of the Qian Yuan Realm, the celestial sights have become commonplace over the past two years.

The initial anxiety gradually disappeared, and the Great Qian Dynasty almost completely returned to its former state.

Those who should work should work, those who should do business should do business, and those who should cultivate themselves should cultivate themselves.

Many cultivators even flew into the air during their free time to observe the changes in Gu Yuanqing's swordsmanship and study the Yin Souls of the Ancient Realm.

As time passed and information came from various places, they learned that almost the entire Qian Yuan Realm was under attack, and at the same time, the natural barrier formed by sword energy also enveloped the entire Qian Yuan Realm.

Such news still shocked the entire realm. This area spans millions of miles. How could the power of a cultivator reach such a level?
Perhaps to many ordinary people, Gu Yuanqing is already a god-like figure with extraordinary abilities.

But the higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more incredible this seems.

In particular, Gu Yuanqing's descendants, such as Li Chengyi and Li Guanrong, all possessed Yin-Yang cultivation and had some understanding of the realms above Hun Tian.

But I've never heard of anyone being able to do that!

Li Chengyi couldn't help but wonder if his father was really just a phantom immortal.
Moreover, Gu Yuanqing and the others had only cultivated for a few decades longer.

……

In the northern part of the city.

Li Miaoxuan looked at the sky and said, "The power of the ancient realm is much weaker than it was at the beginning."

Gu Yuanqing said, "About 30%. Their power dissipates too quickly after they die, and the distance is too far, so the amount of power I can bring back is also less."

“They should have already realized that those two demigods have hardly made a move again,” Li Miaoxuan said.

Gu Yuanqing said, "This is not surprising. I did use some of the power of the Taixu Creation Wheel in my sword energy. However, they probably didn't expect that I left this power in the Northern Spring Realm. But after so much time, it is still difficult to determine what they really want. Is it simply to seek death?"

Li Miaoxuan nodded: "We haven't found any hidden dangers in the refined power yet, have we?"

“At least I didn’t notice,” Gu Yuanqing said.

As the two were talking, they suddenly looked up at the sky and saw the ancient realm's phantom trembling. They could vaguely hear someone roaring, "Fool!"

(End of this chapter)