Chen Jiuyang felt his time was standing still.
The world's myriad splendors and countless scenes were irrelevant to him.
Time, however, was inching forward.
On this day.
Time reached August 3rd.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz buzz!!"
A beam of golden light erupted from the True Demon Sect's Holy Son's Grand Hall. Chen Jiuyang, clad in imperial robes, ascended into the air. His gaze was fixed towards Kunlun, his lips murmuring, his body trembling.
The bloodline within him was cheering, leaping.
In the depths of his soul, he could sense it.
Far, far away in that direction, a little one, carrying his bloodline, had been born.
A myriad of emotions surged through his heart.
He was a father.
Chen Jiuyang stood in mid-air, exuding a terrifying aura that startled countless individuals.
"What happened?"
"Why is the Holy Son suddenly enraged?"
Then, many saw Chen Jiuyang fly out of the True Demon Sect, followed closely by a hundred-man guard.
Laughter, "Hahahaha!" from the Qianyang Holy Son echoed through the sky, tinged with a hint of madness.
This left many within the True Demon Sect bewildered.
Chen Jiuyang left the True Demon Sect and arrived at the Han clan's territory in Jiudu.
Amidst the villa complex by the waterfall.
Chen Jiuyang landed and delivered the news of the child's birth to the family.
"Good, good, good!"
Yao Deyun's eyes welled up with tears of joy. He clasped Chen Jiuyang's hand and pleaded, "Jiuyang, Dad begs you, you must bring Zixuan and the child back safely."
The massacre of the Yao family had aged the forty-something man to appear sixty, his hair turned white. He was almost driven to madness, spending his days numbing himself with alcohol.
"Dad, don't worry."
Seeing Yao Deyun in such a state, Chen Jiuyang's heart ached.
Without family, all wealth and glory were fleeting, not worth a mention.
Chen Jianmin and Zhang Xiuzhen were also overjoyed by the news. The Chen family finally had an heir.
The family finally regained a semblance of their former cheerfulness, rather than masking their sorrow with scenic landscapes.
Chen Biandao looked at Chen Jiuyang with a complex expression, "Jiuyang, do you have confidence?"
"Whether I have confidence or not, I must go," Chen Jiuyang replied softly.
Chen Biandao's lips moved, unable to utter a word. Finally, he asked, "When do you depart?"
Chen Jiuyang remained silent. Lin Yuexian, Ji Lengyue, and Qiu Yihan, the three women, had not appeared, as if by unspoken agreement.
It wasn't until late at night that Chen Jiuyang quietly departed from the Han clan's territory.
He headed towards Feng Province.
He arrived at the highway overpass where he first met Yao Zixuan. He stayed there silently for half a day before rising and leaving.
He returned to the simple house by the road in Qingzhu Town.
All the furniture and decorations had been purchased and personally arranged by her, breathing new life into the dilapidated home and bringing much joy to his mother, Zhang Xiuzhen.
Seeing the objects, he thought of her.
He would surely restore those beautiful past moments!
He stayed in the house for a long time. Late on the night of August 6th, Chen Jiuyang set off again, heading towards the forbidden zone 'Chongming Sea' in Xiguang Province.
...
"Patta!"
"Patta!"
"Patta!"
The waves churned ceaselessly. Boundless dark clouds enveloped a region, making progress impossible.
"Rumble!!"
Terrifying lightning brewed within the clouds at all times. One felt utterly insignificant here, a sense of suffocation.
Chen Jiuyang stood on the sea surface, quietly awaiting the appearance of the 'Ba An' Ancestor.
The 'Ba An' Ancestor had not told him how to enter the Chongming Sea forbidden zone.
The nine great forbidden zones each possessed their own terrifying aspects, existing since ancient times, thus earning the name 'forbidden zone.' They were not places where ordinary mortals could freely come and go.
Suddenly, an unfathomable, immense terror descended upon the scene.
"Rumble rumble!!!"
Lightning flashed beneath the sea, as if a terrifying behemoth was rapidly evading under the water's surface.
It was heart-pounding, suffocating.
Chen Jiuyang could feel the terror beneath the water. After a moment.
"Bang bang bang!"
Hundreds of sea waves, splashing a hundred meters high, suddenly erupted from the sea surface.
Wrapped in black mist, exuding a vast, cold, and terrifying aura, the 'Ba An' Ancestor emerged from the seabed and stood on the sea surface.
Chen Jiuyang's expression was calm. He cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Disciple Qianyang greets the 'Ba An' Ancestor."
"Mm." The 'Ba An' Ancestor nodded slightly, flashed, and appeared before Chen Jiuyang. "Go to Canlao Village."
A ball of black mist immediately enveloped Chen Jiuyang, and then his vision spun wildly.
When his sight cleared, he and the 'Ba An' Ancestor had arrived on the opposite bank of the river in Canlao Village.
To him, only a few seconds had passed.
On the opposite bank of the river.
The armless old sword emperor, with a strange stone statue on his head, appeared. He emerged from the forest on that side, then set down the strange statue. The wide, terrifying river parted at this moment, revealing the moist riverbed.
The armless old sword emperor stepped across the riverbed, one step at a time, and approached Chen Jiuyang.
The armless old sword emperor and the 'Ba An' Ancestor met each other's gaze and slowly nodded.
Then, the old sword emperor looked at Chen Jiuyang and said, "From now on, we will rely on you to lead us to Kunlun."
As his voice fell, the old sword emperor transformed into a stream of light, becoming a jade pendant that hung from Chen Jiuyang's imperial robe belt.
The 'Ba An' Ancestor instructed, "We are not of this world and cannot linger in the mortal realm for long. We need your aura to conceal us."
Then, the 'Ba An' Ancestor transformed into a mass of black mist, enveloping Chen Jiuyang's imperial robe.
Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly, then gazed towards Kunlun, his aura steadily climbing.
Boom boom boom!
Golden blood and qi burned fiercely. Chen Jiuyang's figure instantly turned into a golden stream of light, hurtling towards Kunlun.
This journey was solely to break through Kunlun and rescue his wife and daughter!!!
...
Chen Jiuyang's figure streaked towards Kunlun at extreme speed, astonishing many.
Along the way, his form left behind a dense golden glow.
Soon, someone identified the owner of this figure as Chen Jiuyang.
A straight line pointed directly towards Kunlun.
Most people in the outside world were unaware of the truth about Chen Jiuyang.
It was only the thousand-mile-long golden afterimage that awakened the memories of many regarding Chen Jiuyang.
"A thousand-mile dash, burning qi and blood, what is Chen Jiuyang doing?"
"His direction of advance seems to be Kunlun."
"..."
Most people were unaware of the situation.
Only a very select few who knew the truth, upon learning of Chen Jiuyang's thousand-mile dash burning his qi and blood, fell silent for a long time, then instructed their subordinates to constantly monitor information regarding Kunlun.
Within the Zhenbei Army, even the King of Yan, who was in seclusion preparing to break through to the Imperial Dao, paused his cultivation. His gaze fixed towards Kunlun:
"Has the time come?"
"I hope you can succeed."
For countless years, the five great sacred lands had stood aloof. Never had anyone been able to shake a sacred land single-handedly.
Let alone breaking into a sacred land to rescue someone.
If Chen Jiuyang could shatter the heavens today, then the high and mighty five great sacred lands would be brought down to earth.