In Ao Wushuang’s Path-Scenic Land.

The second soul of Divine Jumper emerged, identical to the first.

“Finally, you’ve come out…”

The soul gave a sigh of emotion, then the two souls instantly fused into one!

At this moment, Divine Jumper’s soul body changed noticeably, becoming far stronger than before.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ao Wushuang watched the dancing intently, finally allowing Water Emperor to rest.

“What happened… how did you manage that…”

Water Emperor, drenched in sweat from dancing, turned in shock to look at Divine Jumper.

One of Divine Jumper’s souls had walked out from the icy source of her waterway.

This was utterly astonishing.

Thunder Emperor, now awake as well, gazed at Divine Jumper, filled with fear, and muttered:

“We mighty emperors… are merely his tools…”

Sneering slightly, he turned toward Water Emperor and mocked:

“So shrewd, calculating every detail, yet you’ve doomed yourself instead… Do you know that the Path of Parasitism you painstakingly studied is nothing more than a trap set by Divine Jumper?”

“Once you accomplished the Path of Parasitism, he emerged from the chaos you created.”

Upon hearing this, Water Emperor was instantly terrified.

She was an exceedingly clever being, and just these few words from Thunder Emperor were enough for her to grasp the truth.

“So that’s how it is… countless eons of schemes, thinking I’d found the right path… yet all of it was just Divine Jumper’s ploy!”

Her anguish was evident as she stared at Divine Jumper, her beautiful eyes filled with hatred.

Not only had she been duped by him, but now, she had also become a puppet—Ao Wushuang’s dancing girl!

She, who was once a dignified Water Emperor, now reduced to nothing more than a utility.

“Little Mother Snake, don’t glare at me like that. Have you never heard the saying, ‘Fortune hides in misfortune, and misfortune lies in fortune’? Reduced to being a dancing girl now, how do you know this isn’t the true path?”

Divine Jumper chuckled.

Upon hearing this, Water Emperor’s heart quietly shifted.

She glanced instinctively at Ao Wushuang’s Path-Scenic Land.

This land was truly fearsome—black mists swirling, the Lamp of Origin, five statues, and even a single black copper coin exuded an aura that made her tremble.

Ao Wushuang… surely had grand origins.

Turning, she suddenly looked at Ao Wushuang and said:

“Master… do you still want to watch me dance? I have this bamboo pole dance…”

Upon witnessing Water Emperor’s sudden eagerness, Thunder Emperor felt a pang of unease.

It’s over; he was clearly Ao Wushuang’s first subordinate. Now… was he going to have his favor stolen by this demon consort Water Emperor?

He started to panic!

“Forget it. The priority now is to leave.”

Ao Wushuang shook his head. Although the thought of Water Emperor’s enticing bamboo pole dance was tempting, he recalled that sinister little village and repressed the urge in his heart.

“Escape! Make sure that cursed little village can never catch up to me again!”

Ao Wushuang left his Path-Scenic Land, preparing to flee.

But, just as he exited the cavern hall, he spotted a middle-aged man walking step by step through the corridor.

This man was none other than the Dark War Emperor—Mo Zhan!

Seeing him, Ao Wushuang froze in place.

This… This guy was still alive?

He was genuinely surprised. That terrifying little village hadn’t managed to kill this one off?

“The Lamp of Origin… is on you?”

Mo Zhan spoke coldly.

Ao Wushuang responded stiffly:

“Yes…”

“And you’re delivering it to the Ancestor?”

“Yes…”

“Perfect. I’ve wanted to pay my respects. Lead the way then!”

Mo Zhan replied bluntly.

He was aware that in ancient times, a group of Supreme cultivators had tried and failed to kill “that one,” only to be suppressed and brought into this realm.

If he could secure an audience and foster goodwill, then when “that one” returned to the Dark Firmament, Mo Zhan might ascend rapidly himself!

Listening to these words, Ao Wushuang found himself utterly dazed. Lead the way? …

Had his offhand replies now gotten him into trouble?

Where was he supposed to find an Ancestor for this guy?

“What’s the matter? You can’t do it?”

Seeing Ao Wushuang hesitate, Mo Zhan’s face darkened as he asked.

Feeling flustered, Ao Wushuang found himself at a critical juncture, and suddenly, a reckless thought flashed in his mind…

“Of course… I can!”

He gritted his teeth and nodded! Damn it, he’d risk it all!

With resolute passion, he said:

“Big brother, follow me! I’ll take you to receive the ultimate opportunity—you’ll ascend to greatness and embark upon the heaven-reaching path!”

Mo Zhan: “…”

This guy seemed a bit… insane.

Without delay, Ao Wushuang led Mo Zhan out of the Waterway Imperial Court.

As soon as they had left, the final remains of the Waterway Imperial Court completely collapsed.

From afar, the scene resembled a terrifying nuclear explosion detonated within Kunlong Lake—waves surging skyward, water spraying everywhere, endless seawater pouring into countless rivers.

Throughout the heavens, countless Heavenly Heart Seals returned to the firmament.

The waterway was utterly destroyed.

A black heaven-reaching great path bypassed spatial distance, appearing directly above Kaiyuan Continent.

“Hmm?”

Upon reaching the continent, Mo Zhan suddenly frowned, sensing an unusual energy…

“Wasn’t Thunder Emperor already dead in this realm? Why is the Heavenly Heart Seal still intact? Who seized it?”

He whispered to himself.

Moreover, a veil of mystery seemed to shroud the entire continent, preventing him from seeing clearly.

“Don’t delay—move faster!”

Ao Wushuang urged hurriedly.

Mo Zhan coldly replied:

“Lead the way.”

The black heaven-reaching great path headed straight toward Yiyuan State and Kongshou Mountain Forest.

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At this moment.

Deep within Kongshou Mountain Forest, the little village.

Li Fan was busy with Gong Ya, working on spring farming.

The vegetable garden in the little courtyard had already been planted. Early this morning, Li Fan went out to help the villagers with their work.

Arriving at the ridges, he was met with a scene of bustling spring farming.

The villagers—young and old—were hard at work. Uncle Zhang had hitched Old Yellow Bull to the plow, creating furrows in the leveled land, followed by Blood Spear and other Demon Marshals tossing manure in, while Auntie Wang and others placed cut-up potato seeds in the furrows. Second Elder led a group of senior villagers in covering the soil.

Uncle Zhang couldn’t manage alone, so Ming Tianbei was tasked with hitching Big Black Bull to another plow. However, Ming Tianbei wasn’t quite skilled at it, resulting in slower progress.

“Plant one seed in spring, harvest ten thousand bushels in autumn.”

Standing on the ridge, Li Fan smiled.

“Little Li is here! How about showing us your skills?”

Uncle Zhang, resting nearby, remarked lightheartedly when he saw Li Fan.

Li Fan replied:

“Sure!”

Rolling up his sleeves, he stepped forward to plow. Immediately, he drew the villagers’ attention.

“Whoa, Little Li knows how to plow!”

“Great technique! Look at him—a man of letters and martial prowess. What can’t he do?”

“Better than Old Zhang even!”

Amid laughter and teasing, the villagers were full of praise.

In truth, although Li Fan was usually recognized as a scholar within the village, he never shied away from labor and even enjoyed it greatly.

“Master is amazing!”

Gong Ya, carrying a basket of food, set it on the ridge, her eyes brimming with admiration.

“Meow meow!”

Even the little kitten had come along, meowing at Li Fan enthusiastically.

“Truly remarkable!”

Even Uncle Zhang wasn’t stingy with his compliments, giving Li Fan a big thumbs up in approval.

“By the way, Old Zhang,”

Second Elder suddenly approached and asked:

“When exactly did Divine Jumper mention the date?”

Uncle Zhang paused for a moment and answered:

“During spring farming this year… Isn’t that today?”

Hearing this, Li Fan stopped for a moment and asked:

“Uncle Zhang, what’s happening today?”

Uncle Zhang replied:

“Years ago, Divine Jumper said that during this year’s spring farming, someone would return something to me… It should be today.”

Upon hearing this, Li Fan couldn’t help but feel intrigued.

Some sort of… thing…

Could it be another lamp or something similar?

He immediately took note.

…

At this moment.

“Why does this place make my heart feel restless…”

Dark War Emperor had already entered Kongshou Mountain Forest.

But a peculiar unease gnawed at him.

“Am I still trapped by the shadow of defeat?”

He murmured.

Ao Wushuang, however, urged him on:

“What’s wrong, did your feet get stuck? Can’t walk or don’t dare? Hurry it up!”

With a sense of defiance, he was pushing forward recklessly.

Hearing this, Mo Zhan felt a flicker of annoyance and snapped:

“Afraid? Hardly!”

“Let’s go!”

As he spoke, Mo Zhan flicked a finger, leaving behind a clone!

Though acting bravely, he was cautious enough to have a backup plan—a clone stationed here in case anything went wrong, ensuring his survival.

The two picked up their pace!

Soon, before long, they caught sight of a small village…

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