"Buzz..."

The fingers of Ksitigarbha extended, and for an instant, the space slightly quivered.

Then, from within the ancient coffin, Meng Yurou's Primordial Spirit floated out, gradually shrinking into the size of a small figure, and was handed to Mo Wangchen by Ksitigarbha.

"Buzz..."

In Mo Wangchen's palm, the special Dao Pattern glowed gently, and then absorbed Meng Yurou's Primordial Spirit.

"You still hold the identity of a Netherworld Envoy, I won't retract it. Go now, find her physical body, and you can restore her Primordial Spirit to its original form," Ksitigarbha said.

After that, he waved his large hand in the void, and instantly, a phantasmal door appeared before Mo Wangchen.

Mo Wangchen glanced at the Dao Pattern in his palm, feeling Meng Yurou's aura flowing within it, as he pondered on his nine hundred years across nine different realms.

Finally, he was receiving the reward!

He took a deep breath, then solemnly saluted Ksitigarbha, completing the gesture before stepping decisively into the phantasmal door, disappearing entirely within the ancient hall.

"Buzz..."

A blink later, when Mo Wangchen's vision returned, he found himself appeared in the midst of an ancient city.

Within the city, people flowed in a constant stream, none were ordinary mortals, all possessing cultivations of their own.

Emperor Realm cultivators were not rare, and to Mo Wangchen's mild surprise, nearly one-third of the cultivators he saw had reached the Void Immortal Realm and above.

Such a sight was indeed quite astonishing.

Long ago, before Mo Wangchen left, Daluo Heaven Realm was also a place teeming with powerful figures.

But it could never have reached this level of prosperity.

Standing still, Mo Wangchen could clearly feel that the laws of this Heaven and Earth had changed somewhat since he departed, but he was certain beyond any doubt; he had truly returned.

Departing for nine hundred years, upon returning, Mo Wangchen felt an indescribable mix of emotions, reflecting deeply.

Nine hundred years are just a blink for most cultivators, yet they are enough to change many things.

Yunming Building, the most bustling tavern in the city, was thriving with exceptional clientele.

Mo Wangchen entered Yunming Building; having left for nine hundred years, he wasn't sure how Daluo Heaven Realm had evolved.

What happened to those friends, or perhaps foes, of old?

He needed to understand the situation clearly, and luckily, such a tavern was a perfect place for gathering information.

Yunming Building had three levels, renowned for its exquisite wines, tasting them could stir passion within individuals, greatly benefiting one's cultivation.

However, these wines were extremely precious, unaffordable for most.

Mo Wangchen reached a window seat on the third level; Immortal Stones were merely numbers to him, no wine was too expensive for him.

"Bang!"

He casually threw a storage bag filled with countless Immortal Stones onto the table, saying, "Bring me a jug of Purple Frost Brew."

"Certainly, dear guest, you arrived just in time. Our shop's Purple Frost Brew is limited to one hundred units daily, and coincidentally, the jug you ordered is today's last one," the serving servant said respectfully after checking Mo Wangchen's storage bag, then turned to leave.

Indeed, Purple Frost Brew was fine wine; no wonder Yunming Building thrived, even Mo Wangchen, who seldom drank, could not resist having a second cup after the first.

"Nine hundred years are a snap, who would have expected that after nine hundred years, Daluo Heaven Realm would display such prosperity?"

"Nine hundred years ago, a heavens' anomaly altered the world's law slightly, from that moment, advancing in cultivation became significantly easier."

Mo Wangchen drank alone, overhearing many discussions.

He learned that shortly after he left, a significant event occurred in Daluo Heaven Realm, where the world's laws subtly changed overnight.

That night, many individuals' cultivations inexplicably progressed, even those stuck at a certain realm, unable to advance, succeeded in breaking through.

Moreover, from that time onward, understanding laws became notably simpler; overall, due to the heavens' anomaly, the power of Daluo Heaven Realm soared.

"Sadly, without the descent of Divine Status, becoming a god remains exceedingly difficult."

"Indeed, those unparalleled talents from nine hundred years ago have grown, such as Green Emperor, Heavenly Dragon Emperor, and others, entering the Demigod Realm, overshadowing many of the older generation's experts."

"Times have changed, new talents continually emerge, once Emperor Xuansheng was slain, Xuan Emperor replaced him, now becoming an unrivaled character reigning over his Martial Alliance; looking upon today's world, if the few Holy Emperors don't appear, hardly anyone can rival Emperor Xuanwu."

Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen's heart trembled, Emperor Xuansheng had died?

What happened during those nine hundred years since he left?

Now, Xuan Emperor inherited the throne, honored as Emperor Xuanwu, not Emperor Xuansheng.

For he couldn't reach the Ancient God Realm, he naturally couldn't bear the title of Holy Emperor.

"Green Emperor, Emperor Xuanwu, Heavenly Dragon Emperor, along with other geniuses such as Heavenly Dragon Divine Body Jiang Chen, Flame Phoenix Saintess Feng Qing, once renowned talents, now all have matured, throughout these nine hundred years, they have been invincible amidst peers."

"Have you heard, atop Divine Fall Mountain, in Lingxiao Temple, someone witnessed divine relics manifest; all speculate that someone attained Divine Status."

"Nine hundred years ago, Lingxiao Temple vowed to create gods, did they succeed?"

"Once the Emotion Cutting Saint Heir was defeated, later taken by Lingxiao Temple as their inheritor, given god creation resources; if divine relics did indeed manifest, it's likely linked to the Emotion Cutting Saint Heir."

"Hearing this reminds me of that person, once standing alone against thirteen Emperors of the Ancient Clan."

"It has already been nine hundred years... Without your mention, I almost forgot. That person was immensely talented, yet now their whereabouts are unknown; once they challenged each major Holy Emperor of Xuanwu Alliance and Ancient Martial family solo, slashing through All Saints, eventually blocking the gates of Xuan Emperor Palace, with no one daring to act against him."

In their discussions, many couldn't help but sigh, filled with infinite reflection.

"Master, who is the person you're talking about?"

A girl of twelve or thirteen years old, with a puzzled expression, couldn't help but inquire the elder beside her.

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