Chapter 502: Six Paths of Reincarnation (Part 4)

A year has passed since the fall of the Tianfeng Kingdom.
On these ruins, a new dynasty is rising.
"Huai'an, we did it!"
Feng Huai'an leaned against Su Chen.
A little boy sat on the shoulder of the Marquis of Jinghai, laughing heartily.
Su Chen watched this scene, smiled, and gently took Feng Huai'an's small hand.
"Huai'an, I'm sorry."
Feng Huai'an blinked: "Why do you say that, husband?"
"Does husband have to leave Huai'an?"
Su Chen looked directly into Feng Huai'an's expectant eyes.
The surrounding scenery gradually blurred.
Feng Huai'an lay in Su Chen's arms, close to his ear, her voice gentle.
"Huai'an has something he must leave behind, so go and do it. Huai'an will always stand by your side."
The woman before him gradually blurred, and when he looked back, his arms were empty.
Su Chen's eyes were low and somber.
A flash of pale white light disappeared in an instant.
.......
In the blink of an eye,
before him lay a mountain forest, its scenery picturesque, like a painting.
Su Chen gazed at his reflection in the water.
Though weathered, his features still held the dignified air of someone long accustomed to a high position.
"So that's how it is."
Su Chen felt something within his mind trying to replace him.
A 'old friend,' indeed.
Su Chen didn't disperse his cultivation.
A slight smile played on his lips.
Then he closed his eyes.
In his mind, a myriad of phenomena transformed into an infinite universe.
In the vast starry sky, a small figure gazed blankly around, his mind filled with questions.
He looked up into the distance, where a crack appeared in space, from which flowed a golden light, and a blurry figure widened the crack.
"Who are you, and where am I?"
The Spirit King, realizing what was happening, looked around at his surroundings. This was a situation he had never encountered before.
Su Chen looked at this 'old acquaintance' and said calmly, "This is my Sea of ​​Consciousness, my own realm."
The Spirit King frowned. "Your Sea of ​​Consciousness? Why am I here?"
Su Chen remained calm. "Because the cultivation technique I practice in this life is the Spirit Communication Technique."
Su Chen casually made a gesture, and the Spirit King appeared in his palm.
The Spirit King: "..."
His situation seemed rather dire.
"My Immortal Lord, this is a misunderstanding... I only wanted to ask for a way to survive, I didn't know I would be practicing under your reincarnation."
"Please forgive me, Immortal Lord."
Clearly, the Spirit King mistook Su Chen for a reincarnated True Immortal.
He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I even managed to encounter a reincarnated Immortal Lord!"
The probability of this was harder than finding a grain of sand in the universe!
Su Chen looked at the terrified and uneasy Spirit King, and smiled 'kindly': "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you, it's just that I'm in a bad mood right now."
Spirit King: "......."
He closed his eyes in despair.
When Su Chen opened his eyes again, the scene before him was the same, sunny and bright.
But something seemed to be missing.
Su Chen looked up into the distance. The once clear sky had suddenly turned into a light drizzle, a gentle, refreshing rain.
.......
"Master..."
"Sect Master..."
Su Chen was in a daze, hearing many voices around him before he groggily opened his eyes.
Many elders and disciples knelt beside him, their faces filled with grief.
"The Sect Master is awake! The Sect Master is awake!"
A joyful voice rang out, and two elderly elders stepped forward to help Su Chen up.
Su Chen waved his hand and then stood up.
"Before I die, I remember there is one more thing I haven't finished."
"Bring me your sword!"
Several elders exchanged glances, then quickly handed him a jet-black sword, its surface still burning with an inextinguishable flame. Su Chen casually grasped the sword energy in his hand, his sword fingers forming a cloud.
The sky seemed to split open, transforming into a sword energy that traversed countless mountains and seas, astonishing all sword cultivators in the world.
As the sword energy fell, everything was utterly destroyed.
Only then did Su Chen, satisfied, toss the sword to one of the elders beside him.
"Now I can leave in peace."
The elders beside him exchanged bewildered glances. The scene froze, then dissipated into white smoke.
........
"Grandfather, let me see you off on your final journey."
Su Chen opened his eyes, looking at the young man before him, his swordsmanship pure.
"You want to challenge me?"
Shen Daoyuan said, "I want to avenge my grandfather."
Su Chen smiled.
What a clumsy idea.
"If you want revenge, then come at me."
Shen Daoyuan drew his sword.
The sword was pressed against his neck. Shen Daoyuan's hand gripping the hilt trembled slightly: "Grandfather, why didn't you dodge?"
Su Chen patted Shen Daoyuan's head and smiled, "Then why didn't you dodge?"
Shen Daoyuan didn't reply.
"Go and pursue your own path. The burden of the Imperial Sword Dynasty is too heavy; it shouldn't fall on your shoulders."
The sword in Shen Daoyuan's hand clattered to the ground.
"Grandpa...you..."
Su Chen winked at the young man.
The young man was already in tears.
The past was gone. As Su Chen closed his eyes...
...
"Gu Chen, Lin Yue'er, if Lin Zhan doesn't die, I will make you pay a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!"
Those words sounded so familiar.
Su Chen opened his eyes and saw a burly young man with bronze skin roaring.
"He's really noisy."
Su Chen sighed.
Lin Zhan was, in a true sense, his first opponent.
But unfortunately...
Su Chen looked at the grief-stricken Lin Zhan at his feet.
"Then you can die."
Su Chen stomped his foot slightly, and the creature still resisting beneath him suddenly died, along with Venerable Canglang, who was fighting Gu Yixian, instantly turning into a pool of blood mist.
The members of the Gu Clan were shocked.
Was this still the Young Master Chen they knew?
A seven-colored glow erupted from Lin Zhan's chest, followed by the appearance of a Rubik's Cube-shaped object.
Lin Zhan's expression brightened.
The next second, a hand easily pierced through the barrier, grasping the Rubik's Cube and playing with it.
"A Saint King's artifact, and it even has an inheritance. Your luck is quite good."
Lin Zhan: "......."
"You...you...how can you control my Saint Artifact?"
Lin Zhan wanted to curse. This Saint Artifact was his only trump card. Normally, it ignored him completely, but now it was behaving like a docile grandson in the hands of the man before him. What was the difference between this and a ghost? Was he cheating, or was the man cheating?
Su Chen casually tossed the Rubik's Cube to Gu Yixian.
"Grandpa, this is a real treasure!"
Gu Yixian: "........"
Feeling the terrifying power contained within the Rubik's Cube—powerful enough to destroy an entire world—his hands trembled... This was a genuine sacred artifact, even more powerful than the sacred artifact inherited from his ancient clan.
Su Chen looked at the bewildered Lin Zhan, a slow grin spreading across his face, revealing his pearly white teeth.
"Actually, I've always been a very generous person."