Chapter 968: The Flame of Love (part 2)

Chapter 968: The Flame of Love (part 2)

The sea seemed endless, but of course, that was only relatively speaking. At the moment, Xu Qing and Huang Yan were close enough to the island that they could sense everything happening there. Lobster Island was shaped like a starfish, and it was possible to hear someone playing a flute there.

At the same time, numerous Seven Blood Eyes disciples were in the midst of their training. Some fought and killed. Some looted treasure. It just depended on their personalities. Regardless, the majority conformed to the style of the Seventh Peak, which meant that they kept their true strength hidden in the hopes of encountering good fortune. All of this was very similar to the time Xu Qing participated in the training at the Merfolk Isles. Looking down at the action caused him to reminisce about the past.

Meanwhile, some distance away in the Forbidden Sea, apparently in response to the call of the flute, a huge wave was rushing like a tsunami toward the island.

Within that wave was some enormous entity. As it neared, a terrifying aura built up, covering the island, influencing the dome of heaven, and causing a huge vortex to pick up overhead. All of the Seven Blood Eyes disciples on the island suddenly felt uneasy.

Located directly in the path of the wave was something huge that was very similar to Master Seventh’s dreadnaught. It was shaped like a gigantic sword. That, of course, conformed perfectly to Second Elder Sister’s sense of style.

Second Elder Sister stood on the dreadnaught clad in a suit of armor, looking very valiant and formidable. Eyes cold, she glared at the incoming wave.

“Screw off!” she growled.

A thousand red sparks lit up within the wave. They looked like numerous pairs of eyes. Around that time, a high-pitched sound rang out that could penetrate the soul. The island trembled, the sea churned, and the entity in the wave became visible.

It was a tattered cloth spread across the surface of the water! It covered an area of dozens of kilometers, and was pitch black, like the Forbidden Sea itself. In fact, if you looked at it casually, you would probably assume it was part of the sea. Of course, the well over one thousand sparks burning on it made it stand out from the sea. Astonishingly, the sparks were actually a host of scarlet lamps. They floated above the tattered cloth, casting light in all directions, and adding a red hue to the cloth.

They also revealed that there were some faint striations on the cloth. The striations looked like the veins of a leaf. And even more gruish was that there was the faint hint of starlight within the crimson. A terrifying aura spread out from it in all directions, giving rise to a dense mist.

The mist looked like a host of innumerable tentacles, some of which stretched toward Lobster Island and some of which shot in Second Elder Sister’s direction. However, as the mist tentacles closed in on Second Elder Sister, terrifying flames suddenly erupted off her.

The flames turned into a projection of Flame Phoenix, whose wings flapped. As a result, everything, including the sky and the sea, burst into flames. That was a defensive measure that Huang Yan had put on Second Elder Sister. Because of the flames, the mist was driven away, and the tattered cloth stopped in place.

Second Elder Sister’s eyes glowed with cold light as she leaped off of the huge sword and toward the tattered cloth.

Before she could get far... a rotund figure appeared right in front of her and hugged her.

Looking at her tenderly, he cautiously said, “Elder Sister, calm down! You might disturb the baby! I’ll handle this.”

When he finished, he snapped his fingers. A tiny spark flew out from his fingers. It was like a beating heart, full of boundless agility, as it flew through the darkness toward the tattered cloth. Along the way, it emanated a sound like faint whispering. It was as if the spark itself were telling the world about itself. And as the voices proliferated, an intangible power began to gather in the spark. An instant later, it emanated a level of heat that could shock the world.

The sounds got more intense as well, as if building to a crescendo. Angry howls turned into a sound like a furnace that could burn all of heaven and earth. It landed on the tattered cloth.

Xu Qing followed. He pursued it for several hours before arriving in a very mysterious location that was full of densely packed marine trenches. They almost looked like scars.

The god vine emanated fluctuations of excitement as it shot into one particular trench. Upon reaching the bottom, it started burrowing through the sludge there.

Xu Qing didn’t proceed immediately. He stopped at the edge of the trench, relying on his connection to the vine to get a sense of what it was doing.

Eventually, the god vine reached an open area on the other side of the sludge. There, it found an object.

It was a pagoda! A towering but dilapidated pagoda! And around it was wrapped a withered sageheaven god vine. It looked like it had been buried in this spot for many years, as it emanated an extremely ancient aura.[1]

***

Around the time that Xu Qing found the pagoda and Huang Yan was in the middle of comforting Second Elder Sister, there were five locations in Revered Ancient where the power of a homing signal shot out into the area beyond the heavens.

Those five homing signals all came from different locations in Revered Ancient. But in each of those spots there was a group of three or four cultivators clad in silver robes and seated cross-legged. They were all from different species, but their clothing was the same and they had similar auras. They all resembled the group of three led by Feng Lintao! They were from the holy lands!

The areas where they sat featured complicated spell formations. As they performed incantation gestures, the spell formations silently rotated and emitted mysterious threads that somehow connected to the starry sky beyond the Revered Ancient mainland.

***

Out in the starry sky, starlight rippled and distorted as numerous celestial objects flew along. Some looked like planets, some looked like land masses, and some looked like mountains. From the look of it, there were well over a hundred of them.

They were holy lands!

If there were a pair of eyes that could look down on the starry sky they would see that these holy lands... were all heading toward Revered Ancient.

They formed a line, and they maintained distance between each other. They seemed to be organized into groups.

In the lead position there were five holy lands. Two were terrifyingly huge mountains. One was a boundless land mass. And two were gruish statues. Immense pressure radiated out of them and into the surrounding starry sky, which caused countless asteroids to shatter into dust. They were getting closer and closer to Revered Ancient.

In one of the huge holy lands was a mountain, atop which stood an old man in a golden daoist robe. He looked very similar to a human, except that he had bright red skin.

As he looked at Revered Ancient off in the distance, he muttered in a raspy voice, “I never thought I would live to come back here....”

1. At this point in the story, the author uses a single Chinese character to describe the “pagoda,” and that character could be interpreted in different ways, including “tower.” In my original translation pass, I interpreted it in that way (tower). Later, the author adds another character to create the word that more specifically means “pagoda,” although usually it’s used to describe very tall, tower-like pagodas, such as the ones in these images. ☜