I picked up the scattered attributes

"Imperial Preceptor, I am also reluctant to part with it."

Jiang Taiming glanced deeply behind Feng Xia, in the direction of the Xuan Yuan World's homeland.

However, what was revealed beneath the armor was neither a pair of weathered eyes nor a pair of weary pupils; the only thing that caught Feng Xia's eye was a flickering flame.

"Although I'm reluctant, I have to let go eventually. This world belongs to the young people. This old guy like me, whose bones are practically melting, has already come this far, so I might as well take a break, hand over the stage to them, and give this world to them..."

His voice suddenly paused, and then he squeezed out a few more words: "Imperial Preceptor, I really can't bear to part with you."

"Since you can't bear to part with it, then—"

"However, I still have many old friends who are waiting for this news!"

At this point, Jiang Taiming became invigorated, his torch-like gaze falling on Feng Xia, and he said urgently, word by word, "Grand Preceptor, I, Jiang, wish to enjoy my old age in peace."

Feng Xia remained silent, his expression growing even more somber.

His ten fingers were clasped together, his nails digging deep into his flesh, and blood dripped down, gathering little by little on his fingertips.

Suddenly, all the gloom on Feng Xia's face vanished, leaving only boundless solemnity.

He stepped forward and shouted sternly:

"Jiang Taiming!"

"I, Jiang, am here!"

Jiang Taiming knelt on one knee.

"From this day forward, you will step down from your position as the Great General of the Garrison, and retire to your hometown. This will take effect immediately. Do you accept this?"

"Thank you, Imperial Preceptor!"

Jiang Taiming clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Feng Xia.

Then, the tattered armor crashed down, clattering and rolling all over the ground. Some of it rolled to Feng Xia's feet, raising a cloud of dust that blocked his view of the distance.

"I, Xia, am here to respectfully see off the General!"

Feng Xia waved his hand, and all the battle armor turned and flew up, recombining into human form, assuming a posture of long journey, with their backs to the starry sky and facing their homeland in the Xuan Yuan World.

In his mind's eye, he saw a burly man, shirtless, waving at him, holding a wine jar in his hand, striding away amidst loud laughter.

Silence fell once again in all directions.

Not far away, the large jellyfish pierced by the black sword carefully shook its body and changed its pierced position. Other than that, it dared not move at all.

"It seems this guy is more ruthless; he even killed the gatekeeper? Looks like I can't escape; from now on, I'll just have to live a life of luxury with him..."

The Ghost Jellyfish noticed that Feng Xia stood silently for a long time before bending down, carefully collecting the dust from the ground, taking out a piece of Golden Wood, carving it into a wooden box, and placing the dust inside.

Feng Xia waved his hand again, and a tomb was immediately completed. The wooden box flew into it, and the armor also flew over, transforming into a cross-legged posture in front of the tomb.

Finally, a stone tablet was raised.

Using his finger as a brush, dipped in blood, Feng Xia slowly carved a few words on the stone tablet:

The Tomb of General Jiang Taiming, the Great General Who Guards the Border

"Lingyun National Preceptor stands"

As he wrote this, Feng Xia's fingers suddenly paused. He turned to the Ghost Jellyfish and asked expressionlessly, "When was the first time you met this gatekeeper?"

He initially intended to write down the current year of Xuanwu Kingdom, but upon further reflection, he realized that at this juncture, perhaps it would be more appropriate to write down the year of Lingyun Kingdom.

"First time meeting him?"

The giant jellyfish paused, hesitating and struggling for a long time before finally replying with some uncertainty, "I don't know the exact time, since I often fall asleep unconsciously, but since I first saw him, it's been about..."

"Twenty-four thousand years."

Feng Xia's pupils suddenly contracted.

……

Chapter 0790

24,000 years!

Feng Xia originally thought that after witnessing so many secrets, very few things could touch his heart like this.

At this very moment, the giant jellyfish uttered just a few words, which caused his mind to tremble violently, and he almost cried out in shock on the spot.

"Twenty-four thousand years, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

After calming herself down a bit, Feng Xia cast a suspicious look at the Ghost Jellyfish.

After the initial shock, he quickly realized...

What this giant jellyfish says might not be reliable!

Even if what it says is reliable, given its concept of time, whether it can understand what 24,000 years means is probably an unknown.

After all, for a jellyfish born in the depths of the East China Sea, which has never come into contact with human civilization on land, and which also possesses extremely strong vitality...

The passage of time may not mean much at all.

"How could I possibly forget something like this!"

Who would have thought that as soon as Feng Xia finished speaking, the giant jellyfish immediately bristled: "Let me tell you, you are underestimating me!"

—Although it had no fur, its body still exploded in an instant, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

The body structure of the ghost jellyfish is quite amazing, isn't it?

"Oh?"

Feng Xia glanced at it sideways.

Immediately, the provoked ghost jellyfish expanded and contracted, shouting out word by word: "Since I was born with intelligence, I have had at least a basic sense of time. Moreover, 24,000 years is only the time I have not been asleep. If you add the time I have been asleep, it is probably possible that it will double!"

Feng Xia opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

This giant jellyfish was so confident, despite the last sliver of possibility remaining, it had no idea what it was so smug about. But what if…

He meant—

What if the jellyfish is right about the timing?

"Jiang Taiming arrived here at least 24,000 years ago, experienced countless bloody battles, and fought to this day with his fearless and unwavering determination?"

Feng Xia almost involuntarily gasped.

He rarely reacted this way, but at this moment, only the stale air constantly rushing into his chest could calm him down to some extent.

Twenty-four thousand years is a far cry from the history he knew.

The time difference in between is at least 20,000 years!

"I originally just wanted to ask about the specific time. As the Great General of Lingyun Kingdom, it wouldn't be appropriate to use the Xuanwu Kingdom's calendar on his tombstone. But I never expected this..."

Looking at the unfinished tombstone, Feng Xia couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

It was just a simple question about the time, who knew it would lead to such a big incident!

"The history I know is mainly concentrated between four thousand and one thousand years ago. Even I am not very clear about the period before that, the history of the rise of Lingyun Kingdom."

So, what exactly went wrong?

For a moment, Feng Xia couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Jiang Taiming mentioned the Lord of Gray Mist and also the Grand Preceptor of Lingyun. Based on this, the era in which he came to this place should be the end of Lingyun, when the Lingyun Calamity had already broken out."

Feng Xia raised his hand and rubbed his temples, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lao Kuo was in pain.

However, if it were the end of Lingyun's reign, it wouldn't match the history he was familiar with, and there was even a huge time difference.

"However, this explains why Jiang Taiming died so thoroughly, without even a trace of his true spirit remaining. More than 20,000 years of fierce fighting had already drained his flesh and soul, and even his true spirit had dissipated with the wind, leaving only that obsession driving him to act!"

Back then, even the old dragon Jiao Qingtu still retained a trace of its true spirit.

However, Jiang Taiming did not.

Even the supposedly indestructible true spirit could not withstand the endless drain and had long been completely exhausted by Jiang Taiming over the long years.

What sustained this great general in continuing to guard this place was his unwavering dedication to protecting the people!

It's just an obsession.

Finally, Feng Xia whispered, word by word, "This matter must be thoroughly investigated!"

It seemed as if she was speaking to herself, yet also as if she were informing the guardian who had not yet gone far.

After a moment's hesitation, Feng Xia raised his hand a second time and completed Jiang Taiming's inscription:

The Tomb of General Jiang Taiming, the Great General Who Guards the Border

"The Grand Preceptor Lingyun stands beneath the heavens, before the people!"

As soon as the inscription was completed, a magnificent golden light shone forth.

Then, all the divine light quickly disappeared without a trace. Only those whose cultivation surpassed Feng Xia's could see some clues and see through the terrifying power hidden in the inscription!

"Come on, it's time to get out of here."

Feng Xia glanced at the giant jellyfish and spoke in a hoarse voice.

The ghostly jellyfish was taken aback: "Go? Go where? No... you want me to go with you?"