Chapter 2059 A Warning
Lin Yitong whipped around, her spiritual sense expanding outward like tree roots. Finding nothing but the silent, starry expanse, she demanded, "Who are you?" Her voice echoed through the vast emptiness.
A figure shimmered into existence a few paces away, solidifying from the starlight itself. The woman, impossibly young with eyes that held the wisdom of eons, was unlike anyone Lin Yitong had ever encountered. Her attire seemed woven from moonlight, shimmering with an ethereal glow.
The woman looked at Lin Yitong and spoke gently. "The True Wood Spirit Lord has chosen a worthy successor."
Lin Yitong furrowed her brow deeply. The woman in front of her exuded an ethereal presence, as if not truly here but a projection from another time and space.
Moreover, this woman's concealment technique far surpassed Lin Yitong's capabilities. She couldn't comprehend someone perfectly masking their presence from her perception.
"Are you the Chaos Goddess?" Lin Yitong ventured a bold guess, unable to think of anyone else at that moment.
"No," the woman shook her head. "However, you must have heard my name."
"Your name?" Lin Yitong frowned.Alll latest novels at novelhall.com
The woman spoke calmly. "My name is Yun Wushuang."
Lin Yitong was momentarily stunned, then recovered. "Yun Wushuang... The Misty Cloud Sect Founder Yun Wushuang from the Azure World?"
"Yes," the woman, Yun Wushuang, responded gently. "I am the founder of the Misty Cloud Sect."
A flurry of questions threatened to drown Lin Yitong. It was unbelievable. According to her knowledge, Yun Wushuang shouldn't be more than a few thousand years old. How could she have become a True God so quickly?
Yun Wushuang's gaze softened. "The True Wood Spirit Lord is an ancient entity, its consciousness intertwined with the fabric of this world. It recognized your potential, your connection to nature, and most importantly, your unwavering loyalty to Yun Lintian."
"I've come to offer a crucial warning," Yun Wushuang said. "With the Heavenly Court's return, the God of Heaven's appearance is inevitable. The animosity between him and the God of Fate is irreparable. His first target upon attaining full power will be Lintian."
Lin Yitong listened intently. The grudge between Ren Yuan and Yun Lintian was no secret to her.
"Secondly," Yun Wushuang continued, "the ancient gods are destined to return. It will be a difficult struggle, but you and Lintian must do everything in your power to prevent it."
"Why?" Lin Yitong frowned deeply. In her opinion, the risk didn't justify Yun Lintian's involvement if it was such a daunting task.
"The threat isn't just from the enemy faction's ancient gods," Yun Wushuang clarified. "Our side is in danger as well. The Soul Scepter is the key. If the God of Death's inheritor acquires it, things will become even more dire for us."
Lin Yitong fell silent for a moment before asking solemnly, "Can you offer some insight? What is the grand scheme here? Who are we fighting with? Is it the Chasm of Uncreation?"
"Yes," Yun Wushuang replied gently. "But that's the ultimate consequence... Remember this. The return of the thirteen Primordial Gods is fated. History is destined to repeat itself."
Lin Yitong's expression changed. "The Primordial War?" she blurted, the realization hitting her like a blow.
"Indeed," Yun Wushuang nodded gravely. "Preventing it is one of our objectives."
Lin Yitong latched onto the key detail. "One of your objectives?"
"Regrettably, you're not yet ready for the full truth," Yun Wushuang spoke softly. "Seek out the inheritor of the God of Life and you will find a way to improve your strength."
She paused, her gaze lingering. "And Lintian... keep my presence a secret from him."
Then, with a shimmer, Yun Wushuang's ethereal form dissolved, vanishing as if she had never existed...