Chapter 703: Welcome

A door?

Where did a door come from?

Lord Wuji frowned and subconsciously looked in the direction the sound came from, only to see a heavy relief-carved door hovering in the air amidst the fragmented embroidery realm.

That embroidery realm was formed by Yao Qing’s Red Dust base, and the relief-carved door came from the deepest part of the Red Dust base.

But at this moment, that door, which led to who knows where, was slowly opening...

THUD—!!

The sword dragon wreathed in thunder whistled past the front of the relief-carved door. Before it could fly very far, a cold snort suddenly sounded from behind the door.

An invisible ripple spread out from the relief-carved door.

The ripple expanded at an extremely fast speed, catching up to the flying sword dragon in the blink of an eye. Wherever the ripple passed, the thunder on the sword dragon instantly vanished, as if an invisible hand had taken control of all the energy on it...

The next moment, every long sword on that sword dragon collapsed and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. All the microscopic particles that made up its matter were deconstructed into countless tiny "strings," swept into the sweeping ripple, and transformed into an energy tide surging in all directions!

That unstoppable thunder sword dragon had only flown for two seconds before it completely fell apart and vanished into the void!

"This is..."

Lord Wuji’s pupils contracted slightly.

This scene was truly too shocking. At this moment, whether it was the Sorcery Association members on the battlefield or the Dusk Society members, everyone was attracted by the disappearance of the sword dragon... They all seemed to have guessed something, and looks of horror appeared in their eyes!

"Just finished changing into my work clothes... looks like I’ll have to rest for a while again." Bai Ye, who had finished putting on his black suit, sighed helplessly at this.

The other Dusk Society members also stared unblinkingly in the direction of the main city.

"She has awakened. The sky is about to change."

"Who will win this Realm War in the end... it’s really hard to say..."

……

"Could it be..."

On the city wall battlefield, Chen Ling, who was standing on the back of the shadow scorpion, saw this scene, a faint light flickering in his eyes.

The next moment, a figure in a white practice suit stepped out from behind the relief-carved door.

A second pressure at the level of the Nine Lords descended abruptly!!

THUD—!!!

Black hair danced lightly in the wind like a waterfall. A beautiful figure stood barefoot, stepping on the void, standing tall above the Red Dust main city. Her figure overlapped with the towering figure on the relief-carved door, as if a god were dwelling among mortals!

The Red Dust Lord, Su Zhiwei.

Su Zhiwei walked in the void as if walking on the surface of a pond. Every step she took was like duckweed touching water, sending ripples spreading through the void...

She looked down at the city shrouded in the flames of war, her brow furrowing tighter and tighter.

This was a strange era. The buildings, the environment, the sky, the burning ruins, the wandering Calamities, and the wronged souls and cries filling the world... Su Zhiwei, in her white clothes, stood there like a lost soul from another era. She knew nothing about anything here.

But the only thing she could be sure of was that her domain was protecting this place; this was the Red Dust Realm.

So, the stasis plan succeeded?

The Red Dust Realm had been successfully established, and she had crossed the long years to arrive in another era... Su Zhiwei didn't know the specific time, but it had definitely been over a hundred years.

Then... is he gone too?

The figure of a young man flashed through Su Zhiwei’s mind, and a sense of bitterness welled up in her heart.

A hundred years is the limit of human life. Although she had lived to arrive in this era, for those who had once accompanied her, this was a final farewell.

Su Zhiwei took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing these emotions, and cast her gaze back toward the devastated Red Dust Realm;

She sensed the aura of another Nine Lord here.

"Damn it..."

As Su Zhiwei’s gaze swept over the world, a sharp glint flashed in Lord Wuji’s eyes, as if he were thinking rapidly... Then, gritting his teeth, he bolted out of the Red Dust Realm at an astonishing speed!

He was leaving!

Lord Wuji was smart. He knew that once the Red Dust Lord awakened, the Red Dust Realm would welcome a second demigod. And since he wasn't in his prime state, with less than half his strength, he couldn't possibly be a match for the Red Dust Lord and Yao Qing...

So, he made the best tactical decision in an instant: temporarily withdraw from the Red Dust Realm!

Although he didn't know how the Red Dust Lord had forcibly extended her life to this era, he guessed it must have something to do with the stasis pod. If so, the Red Dust Lord should be like Yao Qing, and would self-destruct and perish before long.

Once he left the Red Dust Realm, the Red Dust Lord couldn't possibly chase him, because if she left, the domain protecting the Red Dust Realm would dissipate. Lord Wuji didn't believe the Red Dust Lord would abandon those millions of lives to kill him... Even if she dared, the deaths of those millions would be enough to create enough Philosopher’s Stones to restore him to his peak combat power.

As for Yao Qing, he was at the end of his rope. Even if he chased him outside the realm to kill him, he would only be counter-killed. So as long as he left the Red Dust Realm, he could regain the initiative!

Once the lifespans of these two demigods reached their end, he could still flatten the Red Dust!

Seeing Lord Wuji turn and run, Yao Qing was also stunned.

"This guy... is quite cunning."

Yao Qing didn't chase, because he no longer had the strength. At this moment, his attention was entirely on the beautiful figure walking through the void in the sky...

Three hundred years;

Although Yao Qing had accompanied Su Zhiwei every day for these three hundred years, using embroidery threads to trap time for her... but when he saw her awaken with his own eyes, Yao Qing’s heart still couldn't help but tremble.

Joy? Anticipation? Relief? Or perhaps... fear?

Yao Qing didn't know.

Even though he was the only demigod of the Green God Path in this era, his heart was in chaos... His murky, aged eyes were filled with tears, which finally overflowed and dripped into the puddle beneath him.

The ripples shattered, and the old man, covered in blood holes and in a pathetic state, shattered into thousands of pieces in the reflection. Seeing this out of the corner of his eye, his whole body trembled slightly.

He was silent for a long time, then lowered his head and silently averted his gaze.

Embroidery threads moved between his aged wrinkles, silently altering his features and face shape. He watched helplessly as his reflection in the puddle gradually changed into the appearance of another old man.

At the same time,

The beautiful figure in the white practice suit came walking through the void.

As she approached, and that vivid face was right before his eyes, the emotions Yao Qing had suppressed for hundreds of years became increasingly difficult to control...

A heart full of love surged up, but when it reached his lips, it finally turned into a hoarse and respectful sentence:

"Leader of the Green God Path... respectfully welcomes the return of the Red Dust Lord."

He lowered his head deeply and bowed respectfully.