CHAPTER 1073: CHAPTER 1023: RETURNING TO SHENZHOU THREE HUNDRED YEARS AGO!

"Could it be..." Ye Wanlan’s expression shifted, "the Xuantian Jade and the Cangming Seal?"

Jun Muqian puzzled: "What are those?"

Nuwa and Lu Ya were also a bit surprised.

Clearly, they had never heard of these two names either.

"The Cangming Seal is a symbol of the King of Atlantis, the Xuantian Jade is a piece of jade my father acquired, said to have the power to defy fate," Ye Wanlan explained slowly, "Though the jade has recognized me as its master, it has indeed remained inactive."

"Defy fate?" Si Fqing’s expression brightened, "Then if the legend is true, this jade must contain highly advanced time and space laws?"

"That’s correct," Ying Zijin nodded, "Using the Xuantian Jade as a medium, we can employ the method of descent to travel to Shenzhou three hundred years ago."

With these words, everyone was shaken.

Time Law is incredibly difficult.

Both Lu Ya and Nuwa knew that although Jun Muqian had once reversed time in the entire Primordial Universe by tens of thousands of years, in reality, time reversal cannot change anything.

History is predetermined, even when intervening with knowledge of future developments, altering the course of events.

But the final outcome will still be the same as before.

Because Time Law forcibly corrects things.

The Time Administration Bureau naturally relies on Time Law, but having wielded power for too long, it has lost its original intention.

They began to adjust the timelines of small worlds as they pleased, indifferent even to the death of billions.

Si Fqing also understood that history could not be changed.

She once returned to the Great Xia 1,500 years ago and met Yu Xiheng, then still the Emperor.

But no matter what she did, she was unable to change his fate of an early death.

She could only watch him silently, dying slowly in her arms.

Si Fqing said nothing, just remained silent.

But how could Yu Xiheng not sense her change in emotions? He lifted his hand, touched her head: "Qingqing, everything is good as it is now."

He never regretted dying for Great Xia.

It was glory, also splendor.

Si Fqing nuzzled his warm palm, still showing a trace of melancholy.

"If we go to Shenzhou three hundred years ago..." Ye Wanlan paused, "Will history be changed?"

"No," Jun Muqian replied, "Although it’s because of the malicious intervention of the Time Administration Bureau that Earth 723’s development went awry, people who shouldn’t have died died too early, but—"

Ying Zijin continued: "Things that have happened cannot be changed."

Ye Wanlan’s brow furrowed slightly: "Then..."

"I got it!" Si Fqing’s eyes lit up, "Ah Ying and Little Qian’s meaning is, if we return to Shenzhou three hundred years ago, we can preserve the souls of our sister’s brother and others, and then send them back to the present."

"Qingqing is indeed smart," Jun Muqian snapped her fingers, "With the strength of the four of us, preserving several souls is still possible."

"Just a few?" Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "What if I want to preserve the souls of the million soldiers and civilians of Shenzhou?"

"Then—" Jun Muqian and Ying Zijin exchanged a glance, then said, "It’s certainly not an easy task, but it should be feasible, though it may require some sacrifices."

Earth 723 is too special to use this method of descent.

Other worlds not maliciously interfered with by the Time Administration Bureau can’t use it, as they have all developed naturally.

"Alright," Ye Wanlan exhaled slowly, "whatever the cost, I accept."

Yan Tingfeng grasped her hand, his brows and eyes smiling: "I will go with you."

Si Fqing stared at the two tightly held hands.

Surely, if her gaze could kill, Yan Tingfeng’s hand would have been severed countless times.

In consideration for her sister, she wouldn’t quarrel with him.

"The Map of Mountains and Rivers constructs the passage, the Tai Chi Diagram sets earth, water, wind, fire to stabilize the passage," Jun Muqian said, "The Chaos Pearl has internal space for storing souls, perfect, everything is ready."

Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "Then let’s begin."

"Third senior sister, fifth senior brother, we still need you to protect us here," Jun Muqian turned, "We might return a little late."

"Little Junior Sister, go with peace of mind," Lu Ya lazily smiled, "With you all gone, no one can touch us."

Jun Muqian glanced at him: "Fifth senior brother, don’t be too confident."

"I’ll go bring back the first senior brother, he’s probably discussing Dao with the fourth senior brother," Nuwa said, "Little Junior Sister, don’t worry."

Taoist Ancestor Hong Jun and Creation Green Lotus Flower-Li also come, indeed no one can breach this place.

Jun Muqian felt very assured: "Let’s go, our Cosmic Guard Team is dispatched, ready to save the world!"

Si Fqing hesitated: "...can’t we really change the name?"

Ying Zijin was expressionless: "I agree."

But names aside, the group still worked together to open the passage to Shenzhou three hundred years ago.

The Map of Mountains and Rivers unfolded in the air, and a vortex appeared in the middle.

"Sister," Si Fqing also grasped Ye Wanlan’s hand, "No matter what happens, we’ll be together."

She knew that going to Shenzhou would once more bring about the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies, which was Ye Wanlan’s pain.

Ye Wanlan smiled: "Sister knows."

"I shall go first to probe the path," Jun Muqian was the first to enter the vortex, followed by Ying Zijin.

As the six figures were swallowed by the vortex, the mountain returned to silence.

"At last, I remembered something peculiar," Lu Ya suddenly rose, "Third senior sister, why is that Heavenly Domain Young Master so clingy, yet not at Little Qian’s side this time? Even when she’s outbound."

Nuwa hesitated: "Perhaps there were other matters that delayed him?"

Lu Ya nodded, asked no more, and continued lazily fishing from the tree.

Shortly after, with two "swish" sounds, two more figures appeared on the mountain.

Leading them was a young man in purple, with a bit of vermilion between his brows.

His silver hair drifted like mist, as if stars fell upon it, flickering emerald and cinnabar, bright yet dim.

Taoist Ancestor Hong Jun!

Following him by half a step was someone dressed in light green attire, also extremely youthful with handsome features.

The green-robed youth carried a temperament that made one greatly comfortable, calming even the most restless emotions.

"First senior brother, fourth senior brother," Nuwa said, "How quickly you both arrived."

"Little Junior Sister’s matters are our priority, of utmost importance," Hong Jun said, "We haven’t seen one another in a long time."

They also each bore respective responsibilities.

To sit down and chat freely was already a luxury.

Lu Ya curved his lips: "It’s Little Qian’s charm; the first senior brother and fifth senior brother are here too, just in time—"

His words were left unfinished.

For with the movement of shadows by the wind, a fifth and sixth person appeared on the mountain.

Lu Ya squinted his eyes and looked at one of them, saying leisurely: "I was just discussing with third senior sister where you went, didn’t expect you’d come back so soon, but unlucky, Little Qian and the others have just left."