The Great Road of Shading the Sky

Chapter 293 Entering the Mortal Realm, Three Dragon Battle Banners!

The underworld, on the banks of the River of Souls.

A towering pagoda, resembling a pillar of heaven, stands majestically.

The tower is nameless, yet it reaches from the earth to the heavens, containing countless spiritual realms within. Evolvers can immerse themselves in it to hone their willpower.

This also opened up a path to heaven for the world, and countless powerful people rose up because of it, hence it is called the Tower of Babel!
"I didn't even have time to collect the fragments of the Imperial Banner back then. I never expected that the three of them would find them and transform them into this form."

Shaohua stood beneath the tower, her feelings inexplicably complex.

"They split the flagpole of the Imperial Road Banner in two and nailed it to the center of the earth in the underworld and the mortal world, thus creating two towers that reach the heavens. This is to recreate the Great Spirit Realm that you created back then, and thus connect the three realms. As long as you climb to the top, you can go to the mortal world," the Western Emperor said, looking up.

Shao Hua nodded gently. On the day her adopted daughter took the Imperial Path Spear, which had been transformed from the Tower of Babel, and prepared to stab her, she realized that the Imperial Path Spear had been dismantled.

It's not about breaking a gun barrel in two and sticking it into the ground in the ordinary sense, but rather about forcibly splitting it into yin and yang in the concept of "Tao," anchoring it to those spiritual realms.

If we consider the Great Yin Realm and the Great Yang Realm as the Yin and Yang parts of the Tai Chi diagram, then the Tower of Babel is equivalent to landing at the two eyes of the Yin-Yang fish, and the human universe is just an imperceptible point on the dividing line between Yin and Yang.

Of course, this is viewed from the perspective of the transcendent "realm of the Dao". In reality, the two realms are not so simply pieced together, and ordinary evolvers cannot even come into contact with that realm.

Next, Shao Hua took her young mother's hand and climbed the tower to overcome all obstacles. She single-handedly pushed through the three thousand curtains and carved out a path to the mortal world.

In fact, there are several paths to the mortal realm. The simplest is to enter the mortal realm with absolute strength; another is to return to the human world and then cross the Chaos Sea from the strange world; or one can take the path of reincarnation.

However, climbing the Tower of Babel is still the easiest way compared to these other routes.

After all, neither the mother nor the daughter were in good condition, so there was no need to use their trump cards to speed things up. Taking the Tower of Babel would be much more comfortable, and Shao Hua could easily overcome all obstacles with a single thought.

On this day, the mortal realm trembled once again.

The Tower of Babel, which had stood silently for countless ages, suddenly unleashed a divine power that shook the heavens and the earth, leaving countless people terrified and bewildered.

Those evolved beings who were honing their skills within the Tower of Babel, and even attempting to break certain records, were all forcibly kicked out, filled with shock and fear.

At the end of the pitch-black spiritual realm, behind a heavy, decaying curtain, two figures, one tall and one short, walked, having crossed over from the underworld, bringing their true forms out of the Tower of Babel in the mortal realm.

"The mortal realm, here we come!" the Western Emperor shouted with boundless energy.

Shaohua, on the contrary, remained calm and not very excited. Only when she looked down at the person beside her did a gentle smile appear on her lips.

"Why are you like this? You should smile more." The Western Emperor reached out and poked his daughter.

Yes, the height difference is a bit too big. She can only touch Shaohua's waist. If she goes any higher, she would have to jump, which would be unseemly.

Shao Hua shook her head helplessly and chuckled to herself.

She resonated with the Imperial Banner, sensing the world around her, and her eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance. She couldn't help but exclaim, "How magnificent! After thousands of years, we can still witness such a splendid and glorious world today!"

A wisp of obsession sealed itself off its homeland, evolving through countless reincarnations. It had been far too long since it had come into contact with the outside world. What it had seen in the underworld before seemed to be a competition among myriad paths, but it lacked that vibrant energy.

What she saw now filled her with a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings).

How many old friends are still here?

The Western Emperor looked up at the crimson rising sun, a mountain breeze blew by, leaving behind a soft sigh.

"Someone must still be alive!"

Shaohua also looked up at the sky, her eyes shining brightly as she stared intently at the rising sun.

Others might not have noticed yet, but she sensed it immediately.

What kind of sun can illuminate such a vast world? It is certainly not an ordinary star.

The underworld is devoid of sunlight; it is the dim light emitted by the Dao-burning lamps manifested by the laws of heaven and earth. Similarly, the starry night sky is a manifestation of the Daoist essence of the Heavenly Curtain Bracelet.

The same is true in the mortal world. Shaohua saw it clearly: the sun hanging high in the sky was actually a broken bell, releasing light and heat like the vast and constant sun, illuminating the entire mortal world!
"The Eastern Emperor Bell?" At this moment, the Western Emperor also seemed to sense something, his delicate eyebrows twitching slightly as he tugged at his daughter's hand.

“That’s right, but it can’t be called that name anymore. I can sense that it has already been given to someone else,” Shaohua said, blinking.

The Eastern Emperor Bell is no longer worthy of its name. The traces of the Great Dao she left behind have disappeared, and it has completely transformed into someone else's appearance.

"Hmm, I remember now. It was the Ye family's child who completely refined this bell. Later, with the continuous battles, she didn't have the mind or energy to forge new weapons, so she just kept using it."

The Western Emperor continued, "There is another reason. Since you disappeared, everyone's memory of you has become increasingly blurred. Over the long course of time, you have left no trace, as if you never existed. Only by possessing certain special objects can we remember you."

Shao Hua pursed her lips, reached out and picked up the little one beside her, rubbed her face against the delicate little one, exhaled a warm breath, and quickly regained her composure.

Xi Huang puffed out her cheeks, her eyes showing a hint of disdain. It's common knowledge that a mother's love only lasts for the brief period immediately following their reunion.

No matter how long it's been since they last met, it can't withstand being so affectionate every day. And does he really treat her like a child, kissing and clinging to her all the time? Where is her dignity as a mother?
After their playful fight, the mother and daughter quietly left and wandered around the mortal realm.

Unlike the three thousand realms of the underworld, the territory of the mortal realm is divided into forty-nine states, each of which is vast and boundless, and only powerful experts can become famous there.

Of course, no matter how vast the mortal realm is, it's nothing compared to the speed of two people.

In any case, they now possess strength comparable to the peak of the Immortal King realm. If they spare no effort, they could certainly see most of the mortal world in a single day, if not everything.

There's no need to do that; making a big fuss about it is pointless and will only cause unnecessary trouble.

On this day, many things happened in the mortal realm.

The Tower of Babel trembled first, shocking all races.

According to the oldest legends, this tower was not only a creation left by the prehistoric supreme being to bless future generations, but also involved in the stability of the mortal universe.

Any unusual activity could very well foreshadow some unimaginable catastrophe; of course, there is another interpretation: it could be a blessing in disguise.

Creatures emerged from the long-dormant forbidden zones of life in the mortal realm, attempting to uncover the reason for the strange occurrences at the Tower of Babel. They learned more, which only made them more restless.

Meanwhile, in the far north, two figures, one large and one small, quietly arrived.

This place is quite special. At first, there were still people on the land, but after crossing a broken, blood-red mountain range, everything changed completely, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

In the past, countless beings shed their blood, staining the earth crimson. Not long ago, it was burned to the ground by a mysterious fire, turning this place into a dead zone. There is no sound, no life, and only a chilling atmosphere remains between heaven and earth, as if all spirits have perished.

This is where the martial arts fanatic has long secluded himself for training; it is the location of his training ground.

The disciples and grand-disciples of the madman all gathered here because of the previous incident.

This lineage is far too arrogant and domineering, having destroyed countless sects. Every time it emerges, it conquers the world, slaughtering and annihilating sects. If it weren't for the martial arts fanatic suddenly entering seclusion in ancient times and remaining silent for millennia, who knows how many more bloody events would have occurred.

In a basin, an eternal flame burned. Nearby, many members of the Martial Madman lineage gazed at the center of the basin with eyes filled with both fear and intense passion.

To obtain even a single strand of this would be an unparalleled blessing!

This celestial fire, faintly radiating fourteen colors, almost burned their ancestor to death. To this day, his whereabouts remain unknown, and only their lineage still firmly believes that the Martial Madman is not dead.

Suddenly, the previously dormant immortal fire erupted without warning, scaring the people into scattering and fleeing in all directions, fearing to be touched in the slightest. A few unlucky souls were scorched by the flames and instantly turned to ashes, vanishing into thin air.

Before they could calm down, they saw two people walking against the flow of traffic, heading straight for the center of the basin instead of retreating.

"Who are you?!"

Someone realized something was wrong and shouted, stopping the two. Other members of the Martial Maniac lineage surrounded them, ready to fight.

Shao Hua calmly replied, "Excuse me, I'm here to retrieve my belongings."

"What do you mean 'your things'? This is the Martial Emperor's training ground; everything belongs to us."

"This is getting a bit noisy." The Western Emperor snorted coldly, and in an instant, everyone collapsed to the ground.

There's not much to say. No need to lift a finger; just a little bit of your aura will be enough to crush it.

"Ah!" The second disciple of the Martial Madman noticed something was wrong. He was on his way, but he stopped halfway, looked up at the sky, and his face turned pale. He couldn't help but shout.

What did he see? His body trembled slightly out of instinct, and he felt a chill run down his spine. A coldness from the deepest part of his heart instantly spread throughout his body, rendering him unable to move.

"Boom!!!"

The sky in the far north exploded, and something appeared and fell down.

It was as if a plane had collapsed, obscuring the entire world, sinking down and covering the vast land, with the whole region crumbling.

It was tattered and worn, but it was actually a flag!
For the martial arts fanatics, this banner should have been very familiar, but because of the passage of time, it has gradually faded from their memories.

But in that instant, those hazy memories are becoming incredibly clear.

"I remember now, I remember everything!"

The black banner blotted out the sky, truly comparable to the arrival of a new dimension. A series of earth-shattering dragon roars resounded, for it was the battle banner of Li Da and Li Sanlong!

(End of this chapter)