Chapter 1510: Heaven-moving Race

Chapter 1510: Chapter 1510: Heaven-moving Race

Watching Yang Yan and the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber fit so well together, the Nine Heavens True Monarch nodded in satisfaction.

He said to Yang Yan, "Not bad, not bad! You have the style I once had. This is my own creation, ’Demon-Breaking Six Techniques.’ Paired with the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber, it’s incredibly powerful. You should study it well; it will be of great use in the future."

"Yes!" Yang Yan bowed respectfully, preparing to store the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber away but couldn’t help frowning.

Then, Yang Yan summoned out his storage bag, where the World-Ending Demon Spear and the small block were stored.

Because just moments ago, he realized these items were vibrating to different degrees.

At this moment, the Nine Heavens True Monarch exclaimed, his hand trembling slightly as he pointed at the World-Ending Demon Spear, his expression somewhat excited, saying, "Could you let me see that spear?"

Yang Yan was somewhat puzzled by why the Nine Heavens True Monarch reacted so strongly.

Since he emerged from the Netherworld Ship, many people seemed to recognize it.

According to reason, he certainly recognized the World-Ending Demon Spear.

Though confused, Yang Yan immediately handed over the World-Ending Demon Spear.

The Nine Heavens True Monarch looked at the World-Ending Demon Spear in his hand, nodding as he said, "I don’t know the specifics; I just know it was once the Demon God’s item. Its true name is the World-Ending Demon Spear, but some call it the Immortal Piercing Spear. However, it’s not just about killing Immortals."

Yang Yan said nothing; the Nine Heavens True Monarch continued, "Speaking of it, the Demon Emperor originally obtained a piece of Celestial Meteorite Iron by chance. Unfortunately, since its appearance, the Demon Emperor realized he couldn’t refine it and had to offer it to the Demon God. Later, the Demon God went through untold hardships to successfully refine it, crafting it into its current form bit by bit."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan gently nodded.

Still, he grew more curious about the legendary Demon God.

Yang Yan had seen the Demon Emperor, whose avatar alone was powerful enough to be unmatched.

Just how powerful would the legendary Demon God be?!

"Take good care of this," the Nine Heavens True Monarch solemnly advised, "Few in the world can withstand a strike from the World-Ending Demon Spear, including those in the Immortal Realm."

Yang Yan immediately stored it properly.

This was one of his strongest aces and must not be lost.

The Nine Heavens True Monarch watched Yang Yan complete this task, glancing around with a bit of reluctance.

But it was more of a relief, as if putting down a huge burden.

He said to Yang Yan, "Alright, it’s about time."

"What do you mean?"

Yet, before Yang Yan could grasp the meaning, the entire space began to disintegrate rapidly.

In no time, Yang Yan was suspended in mid-air.

"Young man, I leave the Land of Slaughter to you. I hope you don’t fail the responsibilities of your predecessors. Use it well and prepare for the future world catastrophe!"

The Nine Heavens True Monarch’s words floated in the heavens, as a small light sphere appeared out of nowhere, fluttering to Yang Yan’s front.

Yang Yan reached out and carefully grasped it, feeling its essence, his eyes filled with shock.

After a few moments of silence, he carefully stored it away, then kneeling in mid-air, gratefully said, "I shall not disappoint the expectations of my predecessors."

Bang, bang, bang!

Immediately afterward, Yang Yan respectfully knocked thrice on the ground.

It was time to return.

Yang Yan’s figure flickered slightly, turning into shimmering light, then dissipated within the Secret Realm.

He reappeared at the location where everyone left the Land of Slaughter.

However, the figures of the people here had vanished, leaving not even a trace, as if they had never appeared here.

Yang Yan felt a wave of unease in his heart.

At this time, a spatial rift appeared around him, causing Yang Yan’s face to change drastically, promptly drawing out the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber.

Yet, unexpectedly, only a stream of light flew out, enveloping a transparent jade token.

Yang Yan sensed Fu Xi’s presence on the jade token, then dissipated the Spiritual Qi condensed within the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber and stored it away.

Yang Yan grasped the jade token with a flick of his hand.

Feeling it closely, his tightly furrowed brow finally relaxed.

Yang Yan learned from the jade token that soon after he entered the Secret Realm, Fu Xi had arrived, escorting everyone out of the Ancient Battlefield.

Yang Yan contemplated a while, then recorded his safety status and his intention to head to a particular place on the jade token.

Whizz—

With a single-hand motion, Yang Yan opened a spatial rift, sending the jade token out.

Yang Yan looked at the distant withered World Tree, mumbling to himself:

"I hope you won’t disappoint me... Perhaps, there I can find some clues. Does reincarnation truly exist?"

Yang Yan stood silently in the void for a long time, then the confusion in his eyes gradually retreated, gazing steadily ahead, his aura unconsciously releasing, enveloping the sky and earth.

Yang Yan took a step forward, shattering the void in front of him, and a spatial rift appeared before him.

Yang Yan said solemnly, "After decades of cultivation, I never believed in rebirth, nor do I now. Let me see what kind of existence I truly am!"

As his words echoed, Yang Yan resolutely stepped into the rift, yet those words lingered in the Ancient Battlefield, endlessly resounding.

Yang Yan kept tearing through space, traversing spatial rifts toward the withered World Tree.

Days later, Yang Yan’s expression turned serious, halting his advance.

Before him stretched a corpse as massive as a star, boundless in size!

Yang Yan stood vigilantly, once again summoned the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber, gazing gravely at the terrifying corpse.

Yang Yan had seen this creature in ancient texts; it belonged to an ancient, powerful race known as the Heaven-moving Race.

It’s said their bodies couldn’t be destroyed even by Immortals, only time could slowly erode them.

Once, a strong figure from this race battled an Immortal, forcibly tearing an Immortal apart, causing the heavens to weep blood, phenomena continuously occurring.

Affected, the Star Realm where the Immortal was located had its Spiritual Qi depleted, and all living beings vanished.

It’s said that members of the Heaven-moving Race reached the Void Realm from birth, and with slight cultivation, could become Saint Realm cultivators.

Upon adulthood, their strength could rival Half-Immortals.

Their bodies harbored numerous living beings that reside upon them, becoming a self-sustaining land of proliferation.

When they confronted enemies, the creatures residing on them would also go forth for battle, proving highly troublesome.

This made the Immortal Realm wary, dispatching numerous Immortals to defeat them one by one, ultimately annihilating the race.

Yet, looking at the Heaven-moving Race’s corpse, Yang Yan’s face showed increasing amazement.

Legends said that when a Heaven-moving Race cultivator died, the beings on them would die too, yet on this Heaven-moving Race cultivator’s body, there were living beings moving about.

Yang Yan couldn’t help but doubt whether it was truly dead.

Yang Yan’s eyes showed uncertainty, moments later, he rushed toward the Heaven-moving Race’s corpse, determined to investigate thoroughly.