Chapter 2, Blood Sword Slashes the Sky Peak
Above all heavens, only purple is supreme; purple is the most esteemed and sacred color.
Even amidst countless overlaps of time and space, Jiang Han can still see clearly
"Even if your beliefs are invincible in this world, the power of fate and the mortal realm will eventually erase everything." Meng Po spoke without any intonation
Without hesitation, Jiang Han turned and left, as the mist continued to shroud the area
Crossing the bridge, stepping into another world, and beginning a completely new cycle from the start
In the expanse of the sky, only the terrifying war spears howled, piercing the blood moon above, along with the blood-colored battle swords that screamed through the air. Each flash of sword light swept across, causing the heavens and the earth to shatter, revealing cracks that exposed the endless chaotic mist of the outside world
Jiang Han continued forward, feeling that the ghosts that had originally accompanied him had dissipated in all directions, as if countless passages were moving at any moment. Jiang Han understood that this was a peculiar phenomenon formed by the overlapping of countless time and space dimensions.
The bloodline essence of the celestial beings contains some magical powers, which may be carried over through the reincarnation channel after rebirth, although the likelihood is low, there is still a significant possibility of enhancing one's own qualifications
Passing by the Stone of Accusation, there remains only a narrow path of pebbles. The red spider lilies on both sides have vanished, replaced by a mountain of blades and a forest of swords, their cold gleam flickering ominously, creating an atmosphere of extreme severity. As one approaches further, one arrives at a soil platform that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
Once again, as time and space shift, before me stands a massive black stone, upon which a faint luminous radiance flows and shimmers.
It is said that one can observe the heavens and explore the myriad realms here, making it the foremost treasure of the underworld for exploration. I wonder if it is possible to catch a glimpse of that touch of azure in the endless night sky. Jiang Han felt a ripple of emotions.
The Meng Po before him had already turned pale, waving her hand to block the energy storm that was sweeping in: "Damn it, who is attacking the Underworld? How could the Blood Moon possibly shatter"
Jiang Han did not hesitate, grabbing the purple blood and swallowing it in one motion, holding the golden scroll in his hand, and turning to walk towards the distant, vividly colorful Six Bridges of Reincarnation
A lifetime of love and hate, a lifetime of ups and downs, a bowl of the water from the River of Forgetfulness; after drinking it, the next life will be nothing but a path of strangers
You are you, and I am I. Jiang Han said softly: My belongings should be returned to me
The Yellow Springs are as red as blood, and the flowers shine like fire, truly deserving of the path illuminated by flames! Jiang Han smiled faintly and stepped boldly onto the road of the Yellow Springs
Of course, it is to kill, to kill him until the heavens and the earth are turned upside down! The figure in green laughed heartily, and with a wave of his hand, a blood sword that shattered endless time and space emerged.
Gently stepping forward, waves of brilliance surged, and the endless jade mist had enveloped him, disappearing into this dark underworld.
A stream of blood rises to the sky, a celestial being falls
A figure in flowing azure garments, wielding a blood-red long sword with a subdued brilliance, stands upon an endless, vast sea of crimson, resonating through infinite time and space. Overlooking the myriad of the earth, they catch sight of the shimmering jade-like glimmers, revealing a hint of a smile
Standing at the foot of the stage, Jiang Han could already see many ghosts standing above, weeping bitterly and unwilling to depart. This is the final moment of memories from this life. Unfortunately, no matter how reluctant one may be, those invisible forces will still push you towards the distant Bridge of Reincarnation.
In the adjacent space-time, a vortex emerged, upon which lay a stone inscribed with four large characters: 'The Other Shore is Like a Flower'
This place is called Wangxiang Terrace
I do not drink either, my great vengeance has not yet been avenged, how can I forget
Jiang Han looked at the countless souls, some were sorrowful, some were in tears, some were indifferent, some were irritable, and some were unwilling. The myriad aspects of life were undoubtedly highlighted here
"I said back then, in this life, I have no regrets, in this life, I will not forget!" Jiang Hanchang laughed heartily
Ninety thousand years ago, he stood before this black stone, shaking the entire underworld; today, he has returned to this place again
The ghosts beside them struggled, yet the two continued to laugh, the method of overlapping time and space, profoundly mysterious
Here, the space and time overlap; there is only one Nostalgia Platform, yet it can accommodate the souls of billions of beings ascending. Jiang Han is merely an ordinary member among them
It seems that I am quite lucky; fate indeed cannot erase me said Jiang Han with a smile
When the sky falls, there are tall individuals to support it. What he needs to do is to be reborn properly; everything else is irrelevant to him
"The Stone of Accusation!" Jiang Han gazed at the stone, speaking to himself
Gold, silver, jade, stone, wood, black, the six bridges of reincarnation! Jiang Han gazed quietly.
Having crossed the Naihe Bridge, I arrived beside the Yellow Springs Road
Even if Jiang Han remains indifferent, there are still traces of emotion within his heart
"Would you like a drink?" the woman raised the chipped bowl in her hand
A river, named Wangchuan; a bridge, named Naihe; a road, named Huangquan; an old woman, her name is Meng Po
At the pinnacle of the dome, above the blood moon
The ocean waves are surging fiercely
... ...
Jiang Han gently shook her head. In the distance, by the banks of the Wangchuan River, on both sides of the Yellow Springs Road, there were boundless flowers as brilliant as blood. Those were the Higanbana, which bloom only on the Yellow Springs Road for eternity, the only scenery along this yellow path
You are unwilling to ask me, yet I will still give you the same answer! Jiang Han smiled gently: "In this life, I have no regrets; in my lifetime, I will not forget!"
Regrettably, unlike the earth-shattering scene from ninety thousand years ago, the stone of accusation, which confronted Jiang Han with the various grievances of the accusing spirit during its lifetime, remained utterly unmoved, only radiating a brilliance that highlighted its extraordinary nature
Clearly, this is a fierce battle between two terrifying entities
He is well aware that the ability to sever the protection of two great treasures with a single sword and slay Meng Po is a level of power that, in the Underworld, can likely only be matched by the Supreme of the Wang Hall and the Bodhisattva of Yin Mountain, both of whom are considered terrifying existences standing at the pinnacle among immortals and deities
You have nine thousand years of resilience, and I shall grant you a transformation; this is a drop of purple blood, may you remember the vow made in the past! A soft whisper echoed in Jiang Han's ear
Indeed, the taste is quite good!" Jiang Han said with a smile as he looked at Meng Po, who had transformed back into a young girl.
The golden scroll in Jiang Han's hand emitted a golden light, forming a protective shield that firmly safeguarded him
"Song Chuyu, what exactly do you want to do!" A towering figure broke through the endless waves, and the voice resounded throughout the realms of the underworld, echoing across this vast expanse of time and space
Whether an old woman or a young girl, they are merely different forms of life; I remain myself. The young girl ages rapidly, transforming once again into an old woman, yet the extraordinary beauty of her youth can still be faintly discerned.
The Golden Bridge and the Silver Bridge were destroyed, but the other several bridges remained relatively intact. Jiang Han did not hesitate at all and directly walked across the best jade bridge among the remaining reincarnation bridges
I reached out, took the bowl of soup, which was still warm, and drank it down.
Blood Moon, since its birth from the underworld, has existed since time immemorial, reputed to be born alongside the heavens and to coexist with all realms. It is the source of power for the highest underworld of the heavens, standing alongside celestial bodies such as the Sun, the Moon, and the Purple Star as one of the supreme stars of heaven and earth
At this moment
I am here, it is the mark, this fate, what cannot be erased is me!" Jiang Han said with a smile, putting down the bowl in his hand and looking up at the sky.
Of course, I will drink it, but people say that Meng Po is an old woman, yet I did not expect her to be a young lady
Unfortunately, on the platform of nostalgia, all he could see was endless darkness, in which not even a faint glimmer of light could be found
The blood moon, which never changes color in the realm of the dead, suddenly split into two halves, without a sound being transmitted. Immediately afterward, the heavens and the earth trembled, and a terrifying storm swept across the four corners of the world. In an instant, countless souls, overlapping in time and space, were obliterated, their spirits scattering.
The celestial bloodline is divided into three tiers, with the lowest being red, the higher being gold, and the pinnacle being purple
"Falling into hell for ninety thousand years, my relatives and friends from the past have probably long since undergone countless reincarnations!" Jiang Han's gaze fixed upon the endless darkness, a smile that seemed neither a smile nor a cry: "Well then, in this life, I alone shall survive!"
The Wheel of Reincarnation Bridge, featuring six forked paths, shimmers with different lights, which determine the status of rebirth in the six realms. However, at this moment, the six bridges of reincarnation have already been damaged
While you still remember, engrave the name of the person you love most in this life, as well as the name of the person you wish to wait for in your next life. Only when the cycle of reincarnation is complete will you be able to see your past life, Meng Po said softly
Without the slightest attachment, without the slightest pause, Jiang Han turned and walked towards the not far away place
Having received this opportunity, I express my gratitude to my esteemed predecessor for the bestowal. If Jiang Han ascends the sacred path in the next life, I shall repay my predecessor a hundredfold!" Jiang Han bowed respectfully as he spoke
Meng Po smiled: "While one is alive, under the influence of the seven emotions and six desires, causes and effects will inevitably arise. The mysterious force of fate converges into a long river, becoming this River of Forgetfulness. Upon stepping onto the bridge of reincarnation and drinking this soup, regardless of whether one becomes an immortal or a saint in the next life, or whether one is human or demon, the causes and effects of this mortal world, even if severed, are ultimately the same. Jiang Han, after your ninety thousand years of waiting and your ninety thousand years of perseverance, what have you gained? Are you still unwilling to let go? In this life, if there is fate but no affinity, why must you force it?" Are you still unwilling to let go? In this life, if there is fate but no affinity, why must you force it?
Jiang Han understood clearly that if he did not accept this drop of purple blood, according to what the Black Armored General had said, he would only possess an eighth-grade bloodline after his reincarnation. However, if he reincarnated with the essence blood, talent would no longer be an issue
He certainly does not want to delay, after all, the Wangxiang Platform and the Reincarnation Bridge are crucial locations in the underworld. With Meng Po being slain, the powerful beings from the royal palace will soon arrive, and by that time, that senior may not intervene again
It seems to be a monologue: "Little one, reverse the river of time to help your consciousness return to those years, I only hope you do not forget these ninety thousand years"
Crossing the River of Oblivion and entering the Yellow Springs, this life and this existence are forever left on the other shore, thereafter free from all disturbances and worries, treading through a sea of blood-red flowers straight to the gate of reincarnation
Is this the legendary Stone of the Other Shore? It can record past lives, present lives, and future lives, and connect heaven, earth, humans, gods, and spirits? Jiang Han, feeling quite curious, chuckled lightly and said: "I observe the Stone of Three Lives, and it only reflects the present life. I have passed the Nostalgia Platform and do not see the past. Do you think I need to write it down?"
Suddenly, a terrifying blood sword appeared in the sky, breaking through the fabric of time and space, severing the defenses of the Stone of the Other Shore, shattering the barrier of the Stone of Longing, and striking towards the Bridge of Reincarnation, annihilating the Lady Meng Po
Jiang Han held the golden scroll in his hand, gazing at the drop of purple essence blood that appeared before his eyes
I do not want to drink, I want to go back, I do not want to drink
Before a ghost reincarnates, the talent level for the next life has already been determined. There may be some fluctuations, but it will not deviate too much. However, when certain celestial beings reincarnate, even if their true spiritual memories are shielded, they can still reincarnate with their own bloodline essence.