bestfiction Chapter 1100: Meeting
Chapter 1100: Meeting
The starry sea is boundless, and deathly silent as an abyss.
The massive warship left a long trail in the chaotic starlight, its hull surrounded by a faint array of light that deflected all the oncoming star debris and turbulent currents.
A fleet of about ten of these warships, though insignificant in the vastness of the starry sea, was already quite a large formation.
However, for everyone involved, the escape continues, which is not yet over.
After the more than one hundred “prisoners” who had emerged from the Epoch Cemetery boarded the ship, the atmosphere naturally became tense and unspeakable.
Qing Yixuan's warships are heavy military equipment of the Qinggu Divine Kingdom. Their internal space is foldable and can easily accommodate hundreds of thousands or even millions of people. The tense atmosphere is entirely due to the identities of these "new guests".
Most of the tomb keepers were taciturn, each occupying a corner of the warship, some sitting cross-legged, others staring blankly at the void of stars.
The aura emanating from them was mixed and chaotic, a remnant of the decay left behind after various divine concepts had clashed and fought each other over a long period of time. To ordinary cultivators, this aura was like highly toxic radiation; anyone who got too close would feel a stinging pain in their soul and their Dao heart would become unstable.
and.
Those who are exiled to the Epoch Graveyard are all individuals who have been deemed guilty of unforgivable crimes in their respective civilizations, but who are significant figures in terms of status and position.
In other words.
They are either extremely capable, have a powerful background, possess exceptional talent, or a combination of the above, and are all "unforgivable sinners."
Exile to the cemetery of the era is one of the rules in the laws of most civilizations.
Let those people have some dignity in the end, but this dignity is useless. At most, they will die alone and no one will see them.
Of these more than one hundred people.
More than 80% of these ancient civilizations can be named and recognized!
Each one is a living "taboo"!
Or rather, "legendary".
Those who were able to make the decision to defect with Qing Yixuan were no ordinary people, but compared to these prisoners who had struggled to survive in the Epoch Graveyard for so long, and whose aura and demeanor had almost lost their human form, they still seemed far too wretched.
The oppressive atmosphere made everyone instinctively cautious and restrain their emotions.
but.
Since everyone is already on the same page, and with two top-tier powerhouses, Lord Lieyang and the Spirit Tomb Witch King, in charge, there's no need to worry about any trouble along the way.
……
Qin Yiyao sat quietly in her cabin for some time.
Being above the sea of stars, where there is no sunrise or sunset, it is difficult to judge time; one can only guess how much time has passed based on intuition.
She guessed that about ten days had passed.
For ten days, Qin Yiyao never left the cabin, clutching the Life Soul Jade in her hand, waiting for Yue Ru to come to her door.
It's better to have her come to see me than to go to see her in person.
The moment their eyes met, Qin Yiyao knew that Yue Ru already knew her identity and that she meant no harm. If Yue Ru still had any lingering feelings, she would naturally be curious about Qin Yiyao's purpose in being there and would take the initiative to ask her.
on the contrary.
Yue Ru had absolutely no sentimental feelings.
If it were the latter situation, Qin Yiyao felt it would be better to let Ling Xuzi give up his thoughts, after all, who knows what kind of person his disciple, whom he kept talking about, had become.
then.
Qin Yiyao waited for about ten days.
Within ten days, the warmth of the Life Soul Jade grew stronger day by day, as if it were some kind of silent urging.
She wasn't sure what this meant, but she just had to wait.
"..."
It seems to be the eleventh day?
Qin Yiyao ended her meditation, but she still did not sense any movement.
Does this mean that Yue Ru really has no hope left?
How many years do you plan to live?
Sudden.
A cool, slightly hoarse voice rang in Qin Yiyao's ears.
Her eyes narrowed, and she turned to look, only to find that there was another person in the cabin at some point.
It was Yue Ru.
As she got closer, she noticed that Yue Ru appeared even thinner than she had from a distance, her face was so pale it was almost transparent, but she had an unusually sharp pair of eyes, and her gaze held only a cold scrutiny.
The "gray lines" around Yue Ru's body were very active, like a bone-deep sore, relentlessly gnawing at her vitality and soul.
decay.
This is how Qin Yiyao felt.
"I am not yet ten thousand years old," Qin Yiyao said.
In the myriad realms, lifespan has become less important, especially since most cultivators don't remember how long they've lived, but it still holds some significance for the younger generation.
Judging from the days of this vague time span of a thousand or so years, she would be about to pass away.
Yue Ru raised an eyebrow: "Not even ten thousand yet, and you already have the cultivation of the Creation Realm?"
"It seems that even when I was away, the Jade Emperor Palace continued to produce many talented individuals."
It sounded rather self-deprecating.
Back then, she was a young prodigy who could be hailed with great fame.
"You have that Soul Jade, which means you work under my master?"
"Indeed, it was Commander Lingxu who sent me here."
"The moment you escaped the Epoch Graveyard, my palm sensed that the Soul Jade had lit up again, and sent me to find you."
Qin Yiyao tossed the Soul Jade to Yue Ru.
Yue Ru remained silent and put the Life Soul Jade into her hand.
After a moment of contemplation, she crushed the Life Soul Jade with a little force.
Upon seeing this, Qin Yiyao's eyes twitched.
How decisive!
"I understand Master's good intentions, but I cannot go back yet."
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P.S.: I almost overslept and didn't have time to type.