Chapter 1441: The Wonderland in the Crevice

Chapter 1441: Chapter 1441: The Wonderland in the Crevice

Wuyi had yet to feel anything when Zhuge Wushuang suddenly exclaimed: "You are... Shennong?! The Shennong who tasted hundreds of herbs? But just now..."

Shennong stroked his beard, nodding with a smile: "Indeed, it is this old man."

Yang Yan was also shocked, not because the Shennong he saw appeared as a handsome young man, but because of the aura he exuded.

This truly reached a state of returning to nature, without any sign of power fluctuations on him.

After all, the Shennong Clan was extremely renowned, standing shoulder to shoulder with Fu Xi, known as the ancestor of medicine.

The most crucial point was, Yang Yan happened to have a request for him.

He suddenly knelt down in front of Shennong, knocking his head respectfully thrice, and said: "Junior Yang Yan humbly requests Senior Shennong to reshape the bodies of my three seniors."

"Reshape their bodies?" Shennong shook his head and said, "Reshaping bodies is not difficult, but they will have to remain here like us, unable to leave easily. Do you still wish to reshape their bodies?"

Yang Yan raised his head to look at Shennong, earnestly stating: "These three seniors are not cultivators from Earth but from another planet, having achieved immortal deeds. Their bodies have been lost since the Ancient Era."

"If their bodies are not restored, they can’t survive long with just a trace of a residual soul. Moreover, with the great calamity approaching, there’s no chance for them to escape."

"Therefore, I speculate, even if they cannot leave, they would surely prefer to be reborn and continue their cultivation in this Immortal Secret Realm."

As Yang Yan spoke, he brought out the primordial spirits of Wuyi and the others from within the Nascent Void.

Shennong observed the three’s primordial souls for a moment, let out a heavy sigh and said: "Alright, I will help you this time! They are already at the peak of the Void Realm, on the verge of the Half-Step Saint Realm. If their bodies are restored and their primordial spirits merged with their new bodies, given time and focused cultivation, they could possibly break through to the Realm of Ascension. However, the passage to the Immortal Realm is closed. Alas——"

Yang Yan had never expected that Wuyi and the others possessed such cultivation, but he wondered how formidable were the cultivators who opposed them back then?!

Wuyi noticed Yang Yan’s concern and couldn’t help but comfort him: "Yang Yan, you don’t need to worry. The enemies we battled back then were just as powerful as us. It’s just that they had greater numbers, leading us to such a plight."

The other two nodded somewhat somberly.

Yang Yan’s heart sank, and he earnestly requested Shennong: "Senior Shennong, I have a few more friends in the primordial spirit state, but their cultivation is not as profound as Wuyi and the seniors. Moreover, they have been injured multiple times. I wonder if you could also restore their bodies?"

Shennong furrowed his brows, then said: "Have they also lost some of their memories?"

Yang Yan nodded heavily.

Without saying more, Shennong took out a few pills with a rich fragrance and instructed Yang Yan: "These pills are Withered Wood Rejuvenation Pills. It is possible to restore their bodies, but recovering their lost memories is beyond us."

Yang Yan gratefully put away the pills and once again knocked his head three times respectfully towards Shennong: "As long as their bodies can be restored, memory can only follow fate."

Curious, Yang Yan asked: "Senior Shennong, why haven’t the seniors Fu Xi and Suiren appeared?"

Shennong’s face grew serious: "Before Fu Xi assisted you in battling the enemy, he had already been fundamentally injured for certain reasons. He has now taken my pills and gone into seclusion for healing. As for Suiren..."

At this point, Shennong shook his head with a bitter smile, seemingly unwilling to say more.

Yang Yan frowned, recalling that when they battled the Demon Emperor earlier, Suiren had remained silent throughout.

He suddenly suspected that Suiren’s situation might be even worse.

Without pursuing the matter further, he remained silent for a moment, lost in thought.

Breaking the silence, Shennong remembered something and continued: "Fu Xi told me while in seclusion that to counter the impending great calamity, he intends to open an Ancient Battlefield for you all."

"Though extremely dangerous, it also holds opportunities. Persist, and breakthroughs are possible. Whether to go is your choice."

Yang Yan’s heart weighed heavy, aware that this would be an immense trial.

Moreover, such Ancient Battlefields are dangerous at every turn, where a misstep leads to life and death.

What surprised him was that all, including the Void-Devouring Tiger and the rest of the ten swords, agreed consecutively.

Yang Yan cast a perplexed glance at the Void-Devouring Tiger.

For this fellow is typically lazy, epitomizing gluttony and sloth — yet it willingly accepted the trial?

The Void-Devouring Tiger smiled and said: "During the great battle of ancient times, my entire race was annihilated. Only I survived by chance. I do not want to witness such a tragedy again."

"Even if I truly die there this time, I’ll have no regrets. I have already died once."

Yang Yan saw the brilliant smile on the Void-Devouring Tiger’s face, yet sensed a thick sorrow hidden beneath it.

Turning next to look at the ten swords, they all wore looks of fearless determination, appearing resolute.

He nodded silently, also resolutely saying: "Senior, I too am willing to enter the Ancient Battlefield."

Shennong nodded approvingly, gently saying: "Fu Xi was right about you; may you stand with us when the great calamity arrives, together resisting the enemy and guarding our homeland."

Turning then to the primordial souls of Wuyi and the others, Shennong said: "Though you cannot go to the Ancient Battlefield, there’s abundant Immortal Qi here; cultivate in peace."

"When the great calamity comes, you may well contribute to the world’s people."

Wuyi and the others were overjoyed, promptly agreeing and saluting Shennong with respect.

Shennong nodded in satisfaction, advising Yang Yan: "Once you develop sufficiently in the Ancient Battlefield, try to suppress your cultivation as much as possible."

"Currently, the world forbids existence beyond the Ascension Realm, lest met with the Heavenly Dao’s ire, bearing unimaginable consequences."

"For now, I’ll send you back to the Hidden World, to arrange your affairs. In half a year, I’ll send you into the Ancient Battlefield."

Yang Yan bowed deeply and was then transported out of that soul-nourishing Immortal Blessed Land.

But upon departing, Yang Yan suddenly heard a transmission from Fu Xi.

It was astonishingly about the Ice Emperor Ao Tian.

In defending against the Demon Race’s army that day, Yang Yan merged with the Heavenly Dao himself, and was unaware of Ice Emperor Ao Tian’s subsequent fate.

Listening now to Fu Xi’s words, Yang Yan couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

Unexpectedly, the Ice Emperor Ao Tian possessed such an identity...