Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1856: Chapter 1898: The Young Emperor’s Father

"You!"

Watching Jiang Fan leave in anger, the Ancient Saint of Cloud Desolation bit her lip.

She raised her wrist and looked at the vine-like pattern faintly visible on it, a few strands of irritation appeared in her eyes:

"Old thing! Just go into the ground already!"

"Hmph!"

Immediately, her figure, along with the Thunder Pool, dispersed.

The nine Great Wine Sacrifices waited for a long time to confirm the Ancient Saint had left before exchanging glances, each seeing the solemnity in the others’ eyes.

What actually happened between them?

Why did it evolve into this?

The Great Wine Sacrifice of the Heavenly State said gravely, "Jiang Fan wouldn’t really consider turning to the Hell Realm because of this, would he?"

"I think he was genuinely mad!"

The Weepy Great Wine Sacrifice felt aggrieved for Jiang Fan, "Jiang Fan risked his life to activate the Undying Divine Tree at the Root of Hell, but ended up trapped in the Hell Realm."

"Now, after a near-death return, the Ancient Saint of Cloud Desolation doesn’t have a single good word, but instead catches him for a scolding."

"If I were Jiang Fan, I’d be angry too."

The Jolly Great Wine Sacrifice said, "But the Ancient Saint of Cloud Desolation isn’t a petty person. Which of us haven’t secretly criticized her? Has she ever paid attention?"

"Could it be that Jiang Fan touched her bottom line, which is why she’s scolding him so harshly?"

Everyone began analyzing.

The Tomb Weeping Great Wine Sacrifice chuckled, "What are you all guessing about!"

"With my millennium of emotional experience, they’re simply a couple quarrelling."

"Don’t mind their fierce arguments now, when they reconcile, their feelings will be elevated."

The other eight Great Wine Sacrifices looked over, faces showing bewilderment.

"You take the path of emotions, seeing everything as love."

"That’s the Ancient Saint of Cloud Desolation. How could she fall into the mortal world, what are you thinking?"

The Taicang Great Wine Sacrifice sighed slightly, "Let’s go find Jiang Fan first."

"The nine of us came specifically to find him."

Baihua Valley.

Spirit Sound returned, her white clothes like snow as she sat back under the peach blossom tree, poured herself a cup of wine, trying to calm her inner turmoil.

Yet, the wine that tasted sweet and mellow in the past today felt bland and flavorless.

She put down the wine cup, sitting silently, and after a long time, sighed lightly:

"Since when could you affect my mood!"

Shaking her head, she stood to split open the world barrier in front of her, saying:

"Going out to clear my mind."

"By the way, return the Dao Slave brought in by the Heavenly Court King, back to the Heavenly Court!"

A gentle breeze blew, peach blossoms danced charmingly in the valley eye, and when the wind stopped, the graceful figure had vanished.

Only a wine cup was left.

The untouched Qing Jiu reflected the slowly closing Void Rift.

On the other side.

Heading towards the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, Jiang Fan also gradually calmed down.

"She’s not anyone to me, why would I fuss with her? And even brought up Central Earth!"

"I was really confused!"

"From now on, she’ll be her Ancient Saint, I’ll be my little character, no more intersection!"

Jiang Fan muttered to himself, suddenly saw ahead on the mountain top, facing away from him, stood a gray-robed middle-aged man with hands behind his back.

Gray and white interwoven hair, clothes washed faded, a tall and strong figure.

There wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of cultivation, like an ordinary person.

Jiang Fan glanced past, and his body performed Instantaneous Movement.

However, what made his pupils contract was that the scenery around him suddenly retreated, and he actually returned to his original position.

Jiang Fan’s heartbeat instantly accelerated, staring at the gray-robed middle-aged figure in front of him, saying:

"Senior, are you waiting for me?"

The gray-robed middle-aged man slowly turned around.

It was a face white and clean-shaven, although middle-aged, one could faintly see the handsome demeanor of youth.

At first glance, the facial features and Jiangshan First-class Building Owner, Jiang Wuya had some similarities.

Only, his gaze was much more profound than the previous two.

Looking at him felt like directly facing the years.

"So young and already reached the Heavenly Human Two Declines, even in the era of a thousand years ago, you could be renowned."

The gray-clothed middle-aged man assessed Jiang Fan, lightly nodding his chin.

Jiang Fan’s heart shook, although this person had no cultivation, the oppressive feeling given did not lose to any sage of Central Earth.

This is the privilege he enjoyed of ’not bowing to sages, not saluting saints.’

Otherwise, the sense of oppression would be more direct.

But, does Central Earth have such a sage?

"May I ask how to address you, senior?" Jiang Fan said.

The gray-robed middle-aged man chuckled lightly: "Me, you probably don’t know."

"But, my son, Young Emperor, you should’ve met."

What?

Jiang Fan’s pupils trembled greatly. The person before him is the father of the Young Emperor?

He had subtly heard people mention that the Young Emperor’s father was... a Disaster Realm Sage!

Because worried about falling to the Dark Tide without bloodline continuation, he returned to Central Earth once to give birth to the Young Emperor with Lianjing Venerable!

The gray-robed middle-aged man before him is actually the Young Emperor’s father returning from the Source of Evil!

And he even found him!

Immediately feeling things were amiss, his mind spun rapidly, anxiously saying: "So it is the Great Sage of Central Earth returning."

"The junior pays respect to the senior! May I know what instructions the senior has?"

The gray-robed middle-aged man watched Jiang Fan, saying: "You performed well in the Ancient Giant battle, I came to see you."

With a thought, a purple Spirit Grass appeared before his chest.

"Take it."

Jiang Fan was full of caution, saying: "Junior... does not dare to accept."

He truly dared not accept it.

A sage suddenly giving Spirit Grass without reason already made him vigilant.

Moreover, it was the Young Emperor’s father?

Let alone the other party also specifically waited for him!

Such an existence standing at the apex of sages would never specifically come just to give a stranger Spirit Grass.

Gift, surely there’s a request!

The gray-robed middle-aged man did not beat around the bush: "These are outer world medicine, can help you breakthrough to the Heavenly Human Three Declines realm."

"Consider it some reward I represent for the sages of the Source of Evil."

"But, I do have a small request of you."

Indeed!

He had ulterior motives!

The gray-robed middle-aged man said: "Peace Monument is not suitable for you to wield, hand it over to me."

Indeed, it’s about the Peace Monument!

On Jiang Fan, besides the World Artifact, the only other thing that would attract attention from a Great Sage was that Peace Monument.

With it, one can exchange anything desired with the Hundred Realms of All Heavens.

Jiang Fan said: "May I ask, senior, are you planning to stay in Central Earth to help us fend off the Heavenly Realm?"

The gray-robed middle-aged man shook his head: "Just a mere Central Earth, is it worthwhile for me to stay?"

"I plan to take the Peace Monument back to the Source of Evil, to help my fellow sages."

Mere Central Earth?

Jiang Fan looked at the gray-robed middle-aged man, barely believing that this phrase came from the mouth of a Great Sage from a thousand years ago.

Central Earth is his homeland!

How could it be described with mere words?

Could it be they’ve stayed too long at the Source of Evil, already forgotten Central Earth?

"Hand it over." The gray-robed middle-aged man spoke calmly, his tone devoid of ripples, yet like a command.

Jiang Fan said: "It’s not on me, even if it were... the junior would not hand it over."

"The Peace Monument is meant to thoroughly eliminate Central Earth’s concerns, no one can take it."

The gray-robed middle-aged man withdrew his hand and asked, "Where is it?"

His eyes suddenly turned cold, as if losing patience with an insect, an invisible pressure like the sky released.

Multicolored rays of light surged from within Jiang Fan, resisting the vast majesty.

The gray-robed middle-aged man raised his finger and lightly pointed towards Jiang Fan: "I do not like repeating the same words a second time."

That one finger actually pierced a hole through the multicolored rays.

The deadly chill of death instantly invaded Jiang Fan’s entire body!