Chapter 2388 Gratitude

Pan Ran's consciousness was trapped within the Yellow Springs Sword Domain. After half a year, he saw through the illusion and returned to reality.

His body trembled a few times, and his unfocused eyes regained their color.

Drifting between life and death, as if waking from a dream.

The first thing he did upon waking was to look at Chen Qingyuan, his eyes filled with a myriad of complex emotions.

His overwhelming murderous aura dissipated like smoke when facing Chen Qingyuan, unable to gain any momentum.

"Fellow Daoist, have you gained anything?"

Chen Qingyuan happened to cast a relatively peaceful glance at him, a smile playing on his lips, looking quite amiable.

"Thank you for your guidance."

Pan Ran took a few steps forward, holding the bronze sword in his hand, and bowed respectfully with the sword in hand, expressing his sincere gratitude and utmost respect.

"This is your own talent; I am merely going with the flow. If you really want to thank someone, thank yourself for your steadfast Dao heart and unwavering faith."

Chen Qingyuan did not interfere excessively with Pan Ran's life path, but casually drew his sword to guide him.

If Pan Ran were to die, Chen Qingyuan would not feel the slightest sadness. Out of respect for the emperor, he would prepare a coffin for him and bury him deep in the starry sky.

If Pan Ran succeeds, it will be because of his exceptional comprehension and unwavering resolve in the sword.

"Without you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to reach this level. I will always remember your guidance today."

Often, all that's needed is a catalyst. Although Pan Ran was a fierce emperor who proved his Dao through killing, he was clear about his grudges and was very grateful for Chen Qingyuan's guidance with his sword. He would definitely repay Chen Qingyuan if given the opportunity in the future.

"I have a suggestion for you, fellow Daoist: find a safe place to heal your injuries before coming here."

Chen Qingyuan seemed to be sitting on a mountaintop, looking down at the people in front of him.

Every word uttered carries a sense of transcendence, a celestial sound descending to earth, containing profound mysteries.

"clear."

Pan Ran did wake up, but his physical condition was extremely poor. If his injuries weren't stabilized in time, the consequences would be severe. In his current state, stepping into the eerie black mist would be tantamount to suicide.

Guided by Chen Qingyuan's sword strike, Pan Ran had figured out the path he should take next. If he proceeded steadily and without any unforeseen circumstances, he would most likely reach the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm, or at the very least, take one step at a time.

"Thank you."

After taking a few steps, Pan Ran turned around and bowed to Chen Qingyuan again, expressing his sincere gratitude.

Despite his severe injuries, with his internal organs completely covered in blood, his foundation remained intact and showed no signs of wavering.

Clearly, Chen Qingyuan had shown mercy.

He bowed, then turned and left abruptly, disappearing into the distance, leaving no trace.

After this incident, his admiration for Chen Qingyuan reached the heavens, and he deeply understood what it meant to be a unique genius throughout the ages. His respect for him was beyond words.

Pan Ran's injury was severe, and it would take several hundred years for him to fully recover.

After seeing the guest off, Chen Qingyuan prepared to continue his quest to understand his own path.

Before attaining enlightenment, he glanced at the crowd at the edge of the galaxy.

To be precise, he was looking at An Xiruo.

Chen Qingyuan and An Xiruo gazed at each other from afar, their eyes reflecting each other's figures, filled with tenderness.

They don't need to communicate telepathically; everything is understood without words.

They exchanged a glance, then Chen Qingyuan looked away.

After organizing my thoughts and calming my mind, I began to calculate how my reincarnation body could reach the state of perfection.

......

Several years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the order across China has become increasingly turbulent.

Many life-bearing planets have been derailed from their original orbits due to the disruption of their own balance of order. They have either been swallowed by black holes, fallen into the depths of the universe, or exploded due to energy disorder.

There are many such examples, resulting in the deaths and injuries of hundreds of millions.

The land is too vast; although there have been disturbances and unrest in various places, they have not affected the overall situation.

This time, the turmoil stirred up by Mu Cangyan has caused the order that had finally reached a certain balance to spiral out of control once again.

The scope encompasses billions of star systems across China, making it difficult for An Xiruo and the others to stabilize the situation even if they wanted to.

Today it's a riot in a star system in the western frontier; tomorrow it'll be in some corner of the eastern lands.

There were no warnings, and there was no pattern to it.

The overall situation is manageable, and those at the top naturally won't expend their energy interfering. It's not that they're heartless or cruel, but rather that they have no choice; this world is just that cruel and full of danger.

The only good thing is that those unfortunate fellows won't suffer any torment; they'll be annihilated along with the collapsing stars.

Recently, a fierce battle erupted in the Chaotic Boundary Sea, with waves of imperial might spreading to the border of the Northern Wilderness.

Before long, the two powerful forces that were locked in combat weakened.

A man and a woman emerged from the boundary sea one after the other.

The man was wearing a blue shirt, was short, and had a shifty, weasel-like face. His teeth, in particular, were noticeably protruding, making him quite ugly.

The woman wore a sky-blue long dress, her cascading black hair was tied up with a hairpin, and she wore no makeup, yet her beauty was unparalleled. Although she was simply dressed, her every move exuded the authority of a superior.

The two came from different worlds, but happened to be near the Divine Continent at this point in time. They sensed each other's aura fluctuations and met and talked at a certain location in the Boundary Sea.

At first, things were fine, but then this rat-like emperor revealed his true nature, driven by lust, and took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack: "I have never tasted the Empress in my life, I wonder what it tastes like."

"Bastard!"

Fortunately, the empress was extremely vigilant and kept a close watch on her opponent, preventing him from succeeding, thus leading to a great battle.

Since the two sides are evenly matched, it is difficult to determine a winner.

After fighting for several days, neither side could gain the upper hand, so they had no choice but to give up.

Upon arriving in the land of the Divine Continent, the two used secret techniques to quickly familiarize themselves with the situation of this world.

“Fellow Daoist, I possess a dual cultivation technique. If we cultivate together, our strength will be significantly enhanced.”

Having failed in his sneak attack, the Rat Emperor had no choice but to shamelessly extend an invitation.

That's utter nonsense about dual cultivation; it's just lusting after someone's body.

"roll!"

If she weren't helpless against him, this empress would definitely have skinned him alive. However, the feud has already been formed, and in the future, as long as the empress finds an opportunity, she will certainly show no mercy.

"It is laughable that such a despicable person as you could attain enlightenment."

The Empress mocked.

"I was born a star-eating rat, and I was born with extraordinary talent. Among my contemporaries, I have never met an opponent."

The Rat Emperor looked proud.

In the vast world he lived in, the Star-Eating Rat held a very high status and did not find his appearance ugly; on the contrary, he was proud of it.

Every race has different aesthetic standards. He doesn't think he's ugly, but others find him disgusting and repulsive.

"Rubbish."

The Empress, her face cold and her eyes flashing with murderous intent, rebuked him.

"I see that you are still a virgin and have never experienced what it's like to be a woman. Why don't I help you? I'm sure I'll satisfy you and you won't regret it."

The Rat Emperor, greedy and lustful, longed for intimate contact with the Empress before him. As he spoke, he greedily inhaled the fragrance emanating from the Empress, his face showing ecstasy, his lust growing even stronger.