Chapter 909: Chapter 93: Spring Breeze Returns (Final Chapter of This Volume)_3

However, Shiwu and Chuyi were both quite young and had never witnessed such a scene before.

They were imagining what it would be like to fall from such a height, and the kind of impact that would shatter them into pieces.

The two little girls instinctively felt afraid, their bodies trembling.

At this moment, a pair of large hands reached out, each holding one of their small hands.

Those were Lu Qingshan’s hands.

The river’s current was strong; without holding their hands, they might soon be swept away.

“Don’t be afraid, there’s no danger,” Lu Qingshan said gently.

Lu Qingshan’s hands were powerful and warm, which made them feel much at ease.

The two little girls didn’t think too much, clinging tightly to Lu Qingshan’s hands like drowning people grasping at straws, unwilling to let go.

They kept falling, falling endlessly.

After a long, long time, an icy chill wrapped around them.

Lu Qingshan glanced around, and a dim, yellow cloud sea came into his view.

He was suspended in mid-air.

“So beautiful!” Chuyi and Shiwu, holding his hand, couldn’t help but exclaim in unison.

A dull, yellow river flowed beneath them.

On both banks of the river, the Manjusaka, a kind of bi-an flower, bloomed like a blood-red carpet.

Indeed, it was magnificent.

The Netherworld, he had returned once more.

“Back again!” Gu Yiyi became somewhat emotional upon seeing Oblivion.

Oblivion, which had ruled the great river for years, was an instinct engraved in Gu Yiyi’s very gene.

“Shall we go see the old man?” Gu Yiyi proposed.

The old man she referred to was the Netherworld Prison Master.

Though the Netherworld Prison Master ‘deprived’ Gu Yiyi of the Divine Power of Oblivion, in theory, they should be adversaries, filled with enmity upon meeting.

Yet, in reality, the relationship between Gu Yiyi and the Netherworld Prison Master was extremely subtle.

–The Netherworld Prison Master had been tirelessly busy for countless eons, finding Gu Yiyi a good place to settle.

Meanwhile, Gu Yiyi did nothing over the years except by the foot of Mount Tai, pretending to be pitiful with wailing.

Because she understood that if the Netherworld Prison Master, being the spirit of Oblivion, surrendered the Divine Power of Oblivion, it would mean his death.

She couldn’t bear it.

At least in Lu Qingshan’s view, their relationship was more akin to that of a grandfather and granddaughter.

Hiss—

At this point, Chuyi and Shiwu couldn’t help but shiver.

“So cold,” they instinctively remarked.

The temperature in the Netherworld was indeed low.

But Lu Qingshan knew that it was not simply the cold weather that was the issue.

Chuyi and Shiwu felt cold not because of the low temperature, but because Netherworld Death Qi was entering their bodies, consuming their vital energy.

He had a Spirit Erosion talent, so he could ignore Netherworld Death Qi, but Chuyi and Shiwu couldn’t.

Moreover, the two little girls didn’t have much vital energy to begin with, so they were particularly vulnerable to the Netherworld Death Qi’s invasion.

“Chuyi and Shiwu can’t last long, so we must leave soon, we can’t linger,” Lu Qingshan said, “If you want to visit the Netherworld Prison Master, let’s do it next time.”

Gu Yiyi nodded her little head.

She hadn’t realized Chuyi and Shiwu were in a dire situation before, being too excited, which is why she made that suggestion.

Now that she had noticed, she naturally knew what was more important.

Gu Yiyi had always been kind-hearted.

Lu Qingshan looked around, unable to determine his exact location.

He shouted, “Forced to borrow a passage through the Netherworld, I respectfully ask the Prison Master to point out the nearest boundary entrance leading to the Sky Dome Heaven of the Human Race, for which I would be deeply grateful.”

Nothing in the Netherworld could escape the eyes of the Netherworld Prison Master.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan was sure that the Netherworld Prison Master had already noticed his arrival.

Sure enough.

In the next moment, a touch of Spiritual Light surfaced in Lu Qingshan’s mental sea.

“No need to be formal, it’s nothing,” the aged voice of the Netherworld Prison Master sounded in his ear.

“Also, Gu Yiyi seems to be doing quite well, thanks to you.”

To him, someone as mischievous as Gu Yiyi was quite a handful to manage.

“She is my sword, as it should be,” Lu Qingshan slightly cupped his hands towards the direction of Mount Tai in gratitude.

Then, Oblivion emerged from his body.

Lu Qingshan took to the sword, swiftly flying toward the position of the light point in his mental sea.

His cultivation now was not what it used to be, so his speed far surpassed what it once was.

Oblivion transformed into Radiance, breaking through the dim, yellow cloud sea, racing across the sky of the Netherworld.

Half a day later.

Lu Qingshan reached the point of light.

It was a gap exposed to the outside, varying in size, expanding, and contracting.

This was the boundary passage between the Netherworld and Sky Dome Heaven.

Lu Qingshan stowed away Oblivion, and in its place, a fiery red Dragon Sparrow appeared in his hand.

He stood there with his sword, preparing to swing it.

“Young master, are you forgetting something?” Qin Yitian’s gentle voice resonated within his mind.

Lu Qingshan paused, then realized.

With a thought, ripples like water waves shimmered across his body.

In a moment.

His body and appearance began to change dramatically.

If he didn’t revert to his original form first, appearing in the Human Realm with Qing Ge’s appearance might get him chased away like a rat in the street, with everyone crying out to strike him.

Finally, under the confused gazes of Chuyi and Shiwu, the once fierce Qing Ge turned into a tall, handsome Human Race man amidst the ripples.

They froze.

“Who are you…?” Sister Chuyi asked, staring at the drastically changed Lu Qingshan, blinking her eyes, somewhat puzzled.

“My name is Lu Qingshan,” he formally introduced himself.

“Lu…Qingshan,” whispered Sister Shiwu, repeating the name, before her eyes suddenly gleamed with understanding.

She seemed to understand something.

“Are you like us…?” The little girl’s voice trembled with excitement.

Lu Qingshan nodded, “Yes, we all belong to the Human Race.”

As he spoke, he swung his sword toward the boundary passage before him.

Dragon Sparrow: Spell Breaking.

The trajectory of the sword was clear to see.

Subsequently, the boundary’s membrane dispersed, revealing a space passage.

“Now, I’ll take you home,” he said.

Then Lu Qingshan took Chuyi and Shiwu’s hands once again, stepping into the space passage.

Their figures disappeared.

A gentle, solemn breeze swept through the Netherworld, stirring the rolling cloud sea.

……

“His fate grows ever stronger, but…”

After a long time, somewhere in the Netherworld, the Netherworld Prison Master’s soft, lamenting voice echoed, reverberating and fading into the distance.