Chapter 396 Return

Seeing their brother imprisoned by the mysterious dao patterns and taken back to the Moon Palace.

Qing Lan waved his sleeves at them, and Ji Shiyou immediately held Ming Yue in his arms.

Ming Yue also tightly hugged Ji Shiyou's waist, and the two embraced deeply.

Their eyes only held each other, and they gave up resisting.

They had been too naive just now, thinking of self-detonating to take Qing Lan down with them.

With the cultivation of the Moon God, in front of Qing Lan.

They couldn't even last three rounds, which made them realize Qing Lan's terrifying power.

So now, both of them understood that death was unavoidable.

Then they let go of everything, no longer wasting every second of their remaining lives.

The two held each other tightly, kissing passionately.

They paid no attention to Qing Lan or the attacks he unleashed.

When Qing Lan's attacks struck them, they didn't even feel it.

Their bodies turned into ashes and scattered in the Moon Splendor Realm.

"Hiss, it's so cold! Where is this?"

"I didn't scatter my soul and vanish into nothingness! You're not dead either!

But why have we become like this?

Why have you reverted to Ji Shiyou from the apocalypse?"

"You've also reverted to Ming Yue from the apocalypse. Have we returned?

But it doesn't look like it. It's frozen for a thousand miles here, looking very much like the far north."

Ming Yue and Ji Shiyou were so engrossed in their kiss that they forgot about time.

They forgot about danger, and they forgot about Qing Lan.

It wasn't until they felt the biting cold.

The cold made them shiver, and only then did they reluctantly let go of each other.

But Ji Shiyou immediately jumped up like a monkey.

He didn't look like the cold and elegant Son of the Moon at all, but rather like the spirited Ji Shiyou from the apocalypse.

Not only were his expression and movements identical, but his attire was also the same.

Ji Shiyou was now wearing jeans and a white shirt, his topknot gone.

In its place was a buzz cut that hugged his scalp.

It was the exact same outfit he wore before entering reincarnation.

Ming Yue, on the other hand, was wearing a red and white tracksuit.

Her long hair was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.

Her eyes held a sharp glint, making her look like a decisive and ruthless leader.

She was nothing like the dazed and money-grubbing Pear Blossom Tree Demon, but rather like Ming Yue, the city lord of the survival base in the apocalypse, who was willing to self-detonate to perish with Xuan Ming to prevent him from destroying the world.

The two looked at each other.

They were both dumbfounded, not knowing what had happened.

Logically speaking, they should have been killed by Qing Lan by now.

The thousand lifetimes of reincarnation were complete, yet they had still failed to turn the tide and change their fate.

Ming Yue should have scattered her soul and vanished forever.

As for Ji Shiyou, after death, he would have entered reincarnation again.

His true spirit would have been annihilated, and he would have been eternally lost in the mortal world.

But now, not only were they unharmed, their souls were intact, and their bodies were still present.

Furthermore, they retained all their memories from the Primordial Era to the Moon Splendor Realm.

Their memories were clear, not at all like the confused state of a dissipated true spirit.

So the two looked at each other.

They were utterly perplexed and bewildered.

Moreover, the place where they had appeared was also bizarre.

Looking out as far as the horizon, everything was white.

Snow lay thick on the ground, and glaciers stood tall.

Even though they had profound cultivation and were long impervious to extreme temperatures, they still felt the biting cold and shivered.

Directly perceived, the temperature here could reach minus seventy or eighty degrees Celsius.

Even the perpetually frozen peaks of the snow mountains before the apocalypse were not as cold as this.

"You win!"

Just as the two were about to ascend into the sky to get a better look at their surroundings.

A voice came from not far away.

They looked over and immediately became wary.

It was Qing Lan!

But Qing Lan's attire was different from before. His long hair was unbound.

He wore no ornaments on his head, and the two strands of white hair at his temples fluttered in the wind and snow, just as before.

He was dressed in an ancient-style green robe.

Over it, he wore a green satin cloak that shimmered,

with green runes occasionally flashing, keeping the wind and snow at bay.

He stood with his arms crossed, a look of languor on his face.

He appeared generally listless,

as if he had no interest in doing anything.

This was completely different from his demeanor before he killed them in the Moon Splendor Realm.

However, Ji Shiyou and Ming Yue dared not let down their guard against him.

This Qing Lan was of mysterious origin.

And his cultivation had at least reached the realm of a sage.

With a wave of his hand, he could imprison the Moon God and take their lives.

Could it be that their arrival here was Qing Lan's doing?

He didn't want to kill them directly but wanted to torment and humiliate them before their deaths.

The two speculated wildly in their minds, thinking that if that were the case.

They would rather commit suicide and have a quick end, avoiding humiliation.

"Stop, don't commit suicide, it will increase my workload.

It's easy for you to die, but I worked like a donkey.

Last time you died, I was busy for a hundred thousand years.

A full hundred thousand years, through a thousand lifetimes of reincarnation.

Finally, it's over. I beg you two little ancestors.

Stop causing trouble, let me have a vacation and rest properly?"

Sensing that Ming Yue and Ji Shiyou were mobilizing their cultivation, Qing Lan's previously languid face became extremely tense.

He waved his hand, imprisoning their cultivation, and bowed in supplication.

This action caught Ming Yue and Ji Shiyou off guard.

They wondered if the person before them was truly Qing Lan.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you so afraid of us dying?

Release us quickly, or today I will surely die.

Even if I don't die, I will create an opportunity to die!"

Ji Shiyou now had the appearance and personality of his apocalyptic self, becoming spirited and talkative.

From Qing Lan's words, he sensed that Qing Lan was very afraid of him dying.

Although his cultivation was sealed, he puffed out his chest.

He shouted with a look of facing death fearlessly, then bent down and lunged headfirst towards the nearby glacier.

Seeing Ji Shiyou about to ram his head into the glacier, Qing Lan flashed forward.

He blocked the glacier before Ji Shiyou could hit it.

Ji Shiyou had only intended to scare Qing Lan; he wouldn't have actually rammed into it.

But seeing Qing Lan block him, he suddenly accelerated and rammed his head into Qing Lan's stomach.

The two fell into the snow together, rolling around.

"Ouch, little ancestor, listen to me.

Since your thousand lifetimes of reincarnation are over, I'll tell you everything.

As long as you don't die, I'll tell you anything.

Don't be so dramatic, let's sit down.

Have some snacks, drink some tea, and talk it over."

Qing Lan rubbed his stomach, got up from the ground, and with a wave of his hand.

A palace appeared out of thin air.

It was the Purple Gold Palace left on Mount Wuliang.

However, the sect leaders inside had already disappeared.

Qing Lan used some unknown method, and the bodies of the three appeared directly inside the Purple Gold Palace.

The table was laden with various pastries and a pot of hot tea.

The aroma of the tea wafted through the hall.

"This Purple Gold Palace, it's mine.

You killed the people inside? And.

The world outside looks familiar, where is that?"

Ming Yue walked up to Qing Lan and asked coldly.

"It's yours, it's yours!

I won't fight you for it. As long as you don't die, everything is negotiable.

I didn't kill those people; I left them all in the Moon Splendor Realm.

This is the apocalypse, the place where you self-detonated and died that day."

Qing Lan got up from the ground, walked to the table.

He poured a cup of tea, sat down, and gestured for Ming Yue and Ji Shiyou to join him.