Chapter 2596: A Dead End, Yet Also a Way Out

Chapter 2596: Chapter 2596: A Dead End, Yet Also a Way Out

If those words came from someone else’s mouth, Liu Bai would definitely give them a slap.

But when Ye Haochuan said them, Liu Bai inexplicably believed them to some extent.

During these days, Ye Haochuan’s rate of growth, Liu Bai watched with his own eyes, astonished in his heart.

From the battle at South Sect, where he had just broken through to the Void God Early Stage, to now reaching the Demi-God Realm in one leap—how long did it take him?

Just one or two months!

This in itself is a world-shocking super miracle, and Ye Haochuan achieved it successfully.

A person who embodies both extraordinary talent and unparalleled fortune—might they not create another miracle?

"I believe you!"

It was a long while before Liu Bai spoke, deep in thought.

Seeing Liu Bai regain some morale, Ye Haochuan finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He was really worried that Liu Bai and the others might fall into despair over these events. Gathering his thoughts, he continued, "It’s better not to mention the gods’ failure to anyone else for now. We just need to find a reason to explain why we’re not heading to the Western Wastes."

"Western Wastes?"

Liu Bai was taken aback and said, thoughtfully, "We can indeed go to the Western Wastes!"

"Why? The gods have failed to return, why venture into the Western Wastes?" Ye Hao was puzzled.

"Do you know why the gods chose to retreat to the Western Wastes in the first place instead of anywhere else?"

Liu Bai pondered for a moment and then asked.

"Wasn’t it because they were forced into it?" Ye Haochuan queried curiously.

"If it were truly a dead end, why didn’t they fight desperately, pulling others down with them? Wouldn’t that be better than withdrawing into a dead end to wait for death? Or do you think that the ancestors of the Hua Clan lacked even that bit of fierce determination to fight to the end?"

Liu Bai retorted emphatically.

"You mean, they entered the Western Wastes with a purpose?" Ye Haochuan pondered.

Liu Bai nodded seriously and said, "There was once a passage recorded in a Heavenly Scripture that said, ’It’s a dead end and yet a way out; if you can’t get through, you’re mundane; if you pass through, you transcend!’ referring to the Western Wastes!"

"A dead end and yet a way out..."

Ye Haochuan murmured this phrase, and suddenly thought of the Path to Ascension.

Could it be that, at the end of the Western Wastes, there’s an even stronger world?

Ye Haochuan’s heart trembled.

"No one knows what’s truly within the Western Wastes, because those who went in never returned."

Liu Bai’s expression darkened, "Back then, the Hua Clan’s gods found the last bit of hope for the Hua Clan amidst despair. That’s why they ventured into the Western Wastes."

After speaking, he suddenly sighed, "It’s been five thousand years, and yet they still haven’t returned!"

Ye Haochuan did not speak, his eyes quietly looking at a massive courtyard in the center of the Donghua Immortal Realm.

This courtyard was built into a gigantic villa complex named "Phoenix Pavilion," a hundred times larger than Haishan’s former Phoenix Pavilion.

Currently, Ye Haochuan’s wife and children reside within the Phoenix Pavilion.

Without activating the Perspective Eyes, Ye Haochuan could seemingly see Su Yingxue singing joyful songs to Ye Xiaoxiao and the others, while Zhang Ziyi quietly painted this harmonious scene beside her.

Zhao Bingqian, having become a mother, retained her lively nature, bouncing around with her child.

Xiao Haimei and Su Manni, accustomed to being chairwomen, continued to remote control their companies via mobile phones even while holding their children.

Han Xue’er, alongside Kou Jing, was checking each child’s body individually.

Despite managing the Phantom Sound Pavilion, Zhu Qingshuang insisted on residing in Phoenix Pavilion, just to see more of Ye Haochuan.

Long Piaoying and Le Yao watched the jumping children with envy, gently touching their own bellies in regret...

What a beautiful scene, just thinking about it, Ye Haochuan felt a sweetness in his heart.

So-called happiness might just be like this.

Yet in a moment, this scene suddenly changed dramatically.

A group of cultivators in Temple attire tore through space, capturing the panicked children with a wave of their hands.

The women screamed and cried.

Some rushed forward to fight these people desperately, while others looked at him hopefully, their eyes seemingly pleading, save us, save our children!

And yet, at that moment, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

He realized that each of these Temple people was stronger than him, and he was easily captured despite his full effort.

Then he watched helplessly as his children were killed one by one by the Temple people, and those with clear ill intentions approached his women step by step...

"No, I will never allow such a thing to happen!"

Ye Haochuan shivered, his eyes suddenly reddened, fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

He suddenly realized his mistake; all along, he had hoped to find the Hua Clan’s ancestors to protect the Earthly world, to protect his wife and children.

This behavior of placing hope in others was extremely foolish!

While these strong ancestors left behind a legacy of mighty fame, could they truly defeat the Temple?

And if danger arose, would these strong ancestors sincerely protect his family with all their hearts?

In the eyes of these strong ancestors, Ye Haochuan’s family was merely one of millions within the Hua Clan.

Moreover, these strong ancestors also had their own people; if danger arose, wouldn’t they first protect their own kin?

The only person willing to risk life and limb to protect their own family is oneself!

This mindset seemed slightly pessimistic, yet it illustrated one fact: never place all hope on others under any circumstances. Only one’s own strength is the most reliable.

In that instant, the thought of strengthening himself exploded within Ye Haochuan, stronger than ever.

"Alright, I’m going to take on the Western Wastes!"

Ye Haochuan was resolute, his voice strong and sonorous.

He understood Liu Bai’s meaning; he indeed had extraordinary talent, but the resources of the Immortal Realm Continent were governed by the Temple. Without resources, he couldn’t possibly improve quickly.

Only the Western Wastes, out of reach of the Temple’s influence, was the option, though extremely perilous. Yet given the Hua Clan’s current situation, risks must be taken.

Rather than futilely searching for resources, wasting valuable cultivation time, it’s better to test his luck in the Western Wastes. If he succeeded, he could instantly reverse the situation.

Liu Bai nodded, "I’ll go with you, one more person, one more chance!"

Ye Haochuan shook his head and said, "No, you are now the strongest of the Hua Clan, you must stay and manage the big picture!"

Liu Bai was slightly stunned; Ye Haochuan’s words were not unusual, yet his tone possessed an unquestionable authority.

Even he, despite living for thousands of years, felt shaken, with no inclination to object.

"Very well, I will stay!"

Liu Bai did not insist, but said, "But you must let my granddaughter go with you!"