Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 477 Reunion in the Three Rivers (Part 2)
On the ruins of the Wu family compound, a torrent of golden sword energy poured out like a celestial river flowing backwards.

"Zhao Yan, your life has been a pursuit of the dawn. But now... it's already... night!"

The young Gao Haoguang, suspended high in the air, spoke with a hoarse voice.

In a short period of time, he activated two powerful magical talismans in succession, which had already exceeded the limits of his physical body.

With eyes full of grief, he looked down at the green-robed figure struggling in the endless sword energy below. His vision was blurred by the blood gushing from his seven orifices, but he still kept his eyes fixed on the other person, not daring to relax for a moment.

However, Zhao Yan, enveloped by thousands of sword lights, showed no hatred on his face and smiled with relief.

The full moon, obscured by dark clouds, quietly peeked out from the clouds, its cool moonlight like water.

"disease!"

Gao Haoguang raised his sword and decisively slashed down!
Countless golden sword lights hovered above his head, emitting a thunderous roar, and surged toward Zhao Yan!

Faced with this deadly attack, Zhao Yan wielded two giant blood blades, like a praying mantis raising its arms to strike at the heavens!

"Bang! Bang! Bang—!"

The dense, chilling sound of metal clanging together created a continuous cacophony.

The golden lightsaber can cut through anything and is unstoppable!
In just a few breaths, the giant blood blade was shattered into pieces by the endless sword light and completely disintegrated.

However, Gao Haoguang was still a child.

Even if he could "cheat" his future self and unleash the full power of the magic talisman, his combat experience was still still immature.

His opponent was Zhao Yan.

The Supreme Being of Wangchuan, who attained the Great Divine Power degree 1,500 years ago!

Even though he has been reborn as a corpse and his strength is only a fraction of what it used to be, his combat experience and instincts honed throughout his life will not be diminished in the slightest!

The Scattered King Sword Formation is powerful.

However, Gao Haoguang was unable to completely eliminate Zhao Yan in a short time!
He glanced at his master and the others out of the corner of his eye, his anxiety growing. He frantically pushed his physical limits again, accelerating the sword formation! Accelerating it further!
The golden rain of swords almost transformed into an impenetrable curtain of light!
But at that very moment, Zhao Yan seized a fleeting opening.

With a flick of his wrist, a streak of blood-red light pierced through the sword formation and struck Gao Haoguang's body directly!
"not good!"

Gao Haoguang's pupils contracted sharply. Without any further hesitation, he summoned the last magic talisman in his hand.

"Three True Mysteries Transform into a Talisman! Go!"

"Shh-"

His right hand, which was holding the talisman, grasped nothing.

"!!!"

Gao Haoguang stared blankly at his empty fingers, his bloodshot eyes wide with disbelief.

"No... missing?"

Holy crap! Where's my talisman?! Where's my huge, powerful magic talisman?!
……

In a causal realm imperceptible to anyone, the little green ball clutched the talisman it had just "borrowed," a wave of lingering fear washing over it.

That's enough.

With the cheat code activated to this extent, two powerful magical talismans would be enough to kill Zhao Yan!

Using these three together, not to mention whether young Gao Haoguang could handle it, Zhao Yan would definitely not even have any trace left.

They kept saying they couldn't bear to hurt him, but when they hit him, they didn't utter a sound, and every move they made was designed to inflict serious injury!
In the blink of an eye, the battle was decided.

The blood body that Zhao Yan used to switch positions and launch a surprise attack was completely annihilated by the overwhelming sword array halfway through its charge.

Zhao Yan, in his true form, drew his sword and charged at Gao Haoguang, but was stopped by Ma Chao and the other four men who fought desperately to the death.

Just a moment!
"boom--!!!"

An endless array of golden swords, already fully mobilized, surged forth from behind him, completely engulfing his figure.

The battle seems to be... over.

The immense energy expenditure and backlash rendered Gao Haoguang unable to maintain his form any longer. His vision went black, and he fell helplessly from the sky.

"Haoguang!"

Ma Chao and the other two were shocked and quickly flew forward to catch him.

Just as everyone was celebrating.

No one knows.

In the final instant before Zhao Yan was completely engulfed by the golden torrent, his battle instinct, imprinted deep within his soul, drove him to complete the final body swap, exchanging his head for his blood body.

Their vision was swallowed by endless golden light, and a faint connection crossed the boundary between life and death, linking them to a drop of blood that had long been forgotten at the edge of the battlefield.

……

When Zhao Yan opened his eyes again and used that drop of blood to recreate his blood body, he was shocked to find that he was no longer on the battlefield of the Wu family mansion.

The evening breeze was cool and refreshing, caressing the crimson spider lilies blooming like blood atop the mountain.

"here it is?"

He looked around, and on the other side of the mountain, a familiar silhouette stirred his heart.

He turned around and, sure enough, saw a huge rock covered in moss.

On the boulder, a palm-sized terracotta figure points into the distance.

"So this is...the place after all."

Zhao Yan murmured to himself, his gaze sweeping over the empty surroundings.

He could sense that something was watching him from the shadows.

Perhaps it was that unknown entity that transported me to this place. But I cannot see it.

The night was quiet, and there was no one around.

"Is it so that... I can take one last look at... 'home'?"

His battered and bloodied body is like a candle flickering in the wind; at most, it will dissipate into the world within half a day.

The little green ball was a little anxious.

Zhao Yan does not possess the supernatural power of causality, therefore he cannot see himself.

This concealment is a protective mechanism of the causal supernatural power. Once it is actively removed, his wisp of primordial spirit will immediately be corrected and erased by the power of causality!
Therefore, he could not directly show himself to tell Zhao Yan that the pottery figure in front of him had been refined into a magic weapon by Jiang Mingzi, and that by integrating his broken blood body into it, he could go to a hundred years later and reunite with his beloved Senior Sister Shangguan!
Time is passing by, second by second.

Zhao Yan stood quietly beside the pottery figure, gazing intently at the place in the distance that held a hundred years of beautiful memories with his senior sister, his eyes filled with endless longing and tenderness.

Suddenly, a familiar, heart-pounding wave of magical energy emanated from the pottery figure beside him.

Zhao Yan turned his head in astonishment.

Suddenly, a layer of shimmering, glass-like emerald green flames appeared on the clay figure.

"This...this is Jiang Mingzi's...innate divine power?!"

How could he not recognize [Toko Toki], a close friend who had fought alongside him and grown up together?
It can influence any object with a causal relationship to the spellcaster at any point in time during the three thousand years of history, temporarily granting it the supernatural powers of other magical treasures. The greater the causal relationship, the stronger the magical treasure it transforms into!
However, Zhao Yan did not understand why Jiang Mingzi would use [Chang Shimingzi] at this time to refine the pottery figure into a magic weapon.
To... completely kill himself?
I'll dissipate in half a day at most now, there's no need for that.

The emerald flames flickered gently, as if... some scoundrel was beckoning him with a sly gesture.

Zhao Yan was taken aback at first, then smiled helplessly:
"You bastard, even on your deathbed you won't let me rest in peace?"

He reached out and pressed his hand on the pottery figure, trying to figure out the purpose of this magical artifact.

"Seal this broken, bloodied body...until...the future?!"

After the characteristics of the magical artifact were investigated, his doubts only deepened.

However, perhaps because of his contact with [Toko Toki], Zhao Yan finally "saw" the little green ball that had been hovering around him all along.

To his astonishment, the little green ball transformed into the mature Gao Haoguang, who explained simply:

"Shangguan Xiao will be waiting for you a hundred years from now. Go and see her one last time."

Zhao Yan's body jolted violently.

I see... I see, that's how it is.

He withdrew his hand, clasped his hands in a deep bow, and said, "Brother Haoguang... thank you very much. Farewell, sir."

"Never again."

The mature Gao Haoguang returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute.

He pursed his lips, watching Zhao Yan's figure begin to transform into specks of bloody light and merge into the clay figure. In the final moment, he couldn't help but add, almost inaudibly:
"...Master."

Zhao Yan, who was moving with the potter, suddenly stopped.

He seemed to smile, and the last wisp of blood-red light completely disappeared into the pottery figure.

The mountaintop fell silent once more.

The green flames on the potter's body gradually subsided.

"You bastard, aren't you going to show yourself?"

The mature Gao Haoguang glanced at the dying green flame and sneered.

"Having done so many bad things, feeling ashamed and unable to face old friends again, you've retreated back into your turtle shell?"

Zhao Yan doesn't have the supernatural power of causality to see it, so how could he not see it?

"Hehe, little gray cub, you've got some guts."

A lazy, smug voice came from the flames, but the figure still hadn't appeared.

"If I were to appear here now and meet you, it would surely incur the punishment of the law of cause and effect. I don't care, but Gray Cub, you probably..."
Jiang Mingzi's voice came through, but she still did not appear.

The mature Gao Haoguang curled his lip in displeasure.

This is the truth, but it's also an excuse.

"Speaking of which, Grey, did you just call that guy surnamed Zhao 'Master'?"

Jiang Mingzi's playful voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of feigned grievance.

"Tsk tsk, it's truly heartbreaking to hear. How much has he taught you? I, this immortal lord, have worked so hard, leaving you with magic talismans and teaching you so much, yet I've never heard you call me 'Master' even once? What an ungrateful little wretch."

As he matured, Gao Haoguang recalled the countless hardships and desperate situations he had experienced along the way.

Each time, it was indeed thanks to the backup plan left by this "Wang Ba Xian Jun" that they were able to turn danger into safety.

But why do I keep taking risks, and you don't even mention it?!

"Ha, you want me to call you master? Dream on! You turtle immortal!"

The little green ball sneered, its form could no longer be maintained, and it turned into specks of light, returning to its own era.

……

[525 AD.]

The First Dharma Palace of the Three Truths.

Jiang Mingzi yawned. He had wounds on his body from the power of annihilation, but he seemed unaffected, with a satisfied smile on his face.

He made another hand seal and used the [Chang Shimingzi] technique on the potter.

This time, it was to ensure that the token sealing his dearest friend's remnant soul could safely travel to that future... one he could never reach.

(End of this chapter)