PDLP Chapter 102 World Destruction
Chapter 102 World Destruction
"Come with me!"
Zhao Lingfei pointed to a spot, seemingly having discovered something. She glanced at Luo Sifan and spoke with a hint of excitement.
She then slowly walked forward through the passageway inside the coffin, with Luo Sifan following behind, completely bewildered.
As Zhao Lingfei walked among the coffins, an altar-like structure, about a foot above the ground, appeared before them, with coffins placed high within it, much larger than those in the main hall.
Zhao Lingfei stared at the altar and silently moved forward, her footsteps barely making a sound. Her destination was probably those large coffins.
Leaping onto the altar, Zhao Lingfei stopped in front of the central coffin, stood still for a few breaths, and then gracefully knelt down as if no one else was around, muttering incantations.
Luo Sifan stood beside her, frowning, his eyes darting around, curiously scanning the large coffin.
This square coffin, large enough to bury more than ten people, is two zhang long and over two meters high. The material is unknown, whether it is metal or stone, and intricate patterns are carved all over the coffin surface, which is decorated with somber colors.
Luo Sifan glanced at the tightly closed coffin lid and couldn't help but mutter to himself, recalling the scene of him pushing the coffin and sitting up inside Lin Xiaozhi's coffin.
However, the coffin remained unmoved. Instead, the patterns on the surface of the coffin glowed faintly, and streaks of starlight flowed across its surface.
Luo Sifan held his breath and observed. Amidst the flowing light patterns, numerous minute details and fragments of another world were hidden within. Luo Sifan's soul gradually became lost in this strange bombardment of information, completely abandoning his guard.
This might be the weakness of a top-performing cultivator like Luo Sifan.
Starlight overflowed, enveloping the entire giant coffin, Luo Sifan, and Zhao Lingfei in a halo that was both real and illusory.
The coffin lid in the hall was lifted, and groups of ghosts revealed their faces. They were speechless, their eyes fixed on the halo surrounding the giant coffin, lost in thought and absent-minded.
The figures of Luo Sifan and Zhao Lingfei seemed to dissolve, gradually fading away amidst the ever-growing, overflowing radiance.
Luo Sifan seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, her eyes suddenly opening as a flood of fragmented memories rushed in, and she stood there, lost in thought for a long time.
The past and present of the Xuan Tian Continent, its culture, geography, legends, and destruction, rolled into his soul, stunning him so much that he was completely intoxicated and forgot where he was.
Zhao Lingfei stood there with her eyes closed, her pretty face showing a changing expression, suggesting that her experience was similar to his.
Luo Sifan sighed deeply. He had finished sorting through the massive amount of information, but his emotions were still fluctuating wildly as he recounted the rise and fall of the Xuan Tian Continent.
Beneath a towering tree, its blossoms falling in profusion, an elderly man in a coarse cloth robe sat leisurely in a wooden wheelchair, gazing at the endless green mountains beyond.
Luo Sifan and Zhao Lingfei stood frozen like puppets three zhang in front of him.
Luo Sifan reached out and grabbed the strange object that floated in front of him.
It crumbled easily when rubbed, and pink juice covered my palms and fingers.
Pink petals fell around him like rain.
"Fallen petals tree".
Luo Sifan looked up and saw the big tree in front of him clearly. He murmured the words unconsciously, as if they were already a part of his memory. The language he used was the language of Fangyuan City. Luo Sifan spoke fluently, as if he had become a native of Fangyuan City.
"Indeed, it is the Fallen Petals Tree."
Upon hearing this, the old man turned to look at Luo Sifan with great interest and chimed in.
"This tree is six thousand years old, accompanying Fangyuan City from the beginning of the Xuan Tian Continent, wandering to all corners of the world..."
The old man was lost in his own memories again, looking up at the layers of flowers above, and murmured to himself.
Luo Sifan stood to the side with a strange expression, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
The old man glanced at him sideways and smiled slightly:
"Indeed, this tree has been dead for nearly a thousand years. The withered stump it is now is probably beyond recognition."
"I hope that my memory will ensure that its image remains forever in the hearts of Xuan Tian's descendants."
Zhao Lingfei opened her eyes in a daze. Upon seeing the old man, her legs went weak, and she quickly knelt down.
Her head was bowed to the ground, her body still trembling slightly.
"Junior Zhao Lingfei, my mother Zhen Su, pays respects to Your Majesty the Emperor Liezu."
The old man stared intently at Zhao Lingfei for a few moments, but before he could make a move, a gentle force slowly lifted Zhao Lingfei up.
"Lingfei, there's no need to be so formal. This old man has watched you grow up day by day."
The old man's eyes were filled with a gentle light, and his smile was smooth, just like that of a close elder to Zhao Lingfei.
Zhao Lingfei was surprised. She knew that this ancestor was a legendary figure in Fangyuan City. The men, women, and children in Fangyuan City all grew up in an atmosphere of admiring the ancestor and worshipping him as a god.
Now this legendary tycoon is speaking to her with such intimacy, which she finds hard to accept at first.
Phrases like "watching her grow up" only sent chills down her spine.
Luo Sifan looked around curiously, piecing together the memories the old man had instilled in him to fit the scene.
Although it was my first time here, I felt an unusual sense of familiarity, as if I were revisiting a place I had known for centuries.
"Qiaoyin Mountain, Wentian Sect, old man, are you the son of the last sect leader of Wentian Sect, Senior Wei Liuzi?"
Memories flooded back, and the person most familiar with this place came to mind. Luo Sifan was shocked to find that he bore a striking resemblance to the old man in front of him.
Once the old man activated his magic array, it became unclear how much of his memories Luo Sifan and Zhao Lingfei had inherited.
"Not bad, kid. You've been meticulous and have gained a lot from this inheritance array!"
The old man nodded, his face darkening as Luo Sifan's words stirred something within him.
"Wei Liuzi, Wei Liuzi... How many years has it been since anyone addressed him as such? In his prime, the Wentian Sect was a force to be reckoned with, its gates spanning thousands of mountains, its palaces connecting peaks. Even the surrounding city at the foot of the mountains was merely an appendage, a place where disciples and their families lived together..."
As Wei Liuzi spoke to himself, his voice grew increasingly somber. The events he described transformed into vivid scenes in Luo Sifan's memory, bustling with activity. Familiar figures flashed before Luo Sifan's eyes, all of them deeply etched in Wei Liuzi's memory.
Then came the cataclysmic scene of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart. The towering peaks of the Qiaoyin Mountain Range were crushed like withered leaves in the wind under the aftermath of the battle that shattered the heavens. The teachers and elders of the Wei family whom Wei Liuzi had been concerned about displayed their supernatural powers and went to their deaths, heading straight for the dark mass of enemy troops surging from the sky.
Wei Liuzi was forced by the sect leader to stay behind and evacuate the old, young, women and children from Fangyuan City. The last generation of young disciples of the sect were also scolded by the elders and teachers and driven to join Wei Liuzi on the teleportation array to Fangyuan City.
Who knew that this departure would be a final farewell?
Wei Liuzi recounted in a soft voice the details of that day hidden in Luo Sifan's memory. Luo Sifan felt as if his soul was in Wei Liuzi's body, and he vividly relived the day the Wentian Sect was destroyed.