Chapter 1252, Return to the Nine Realms

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

The world was calling them…

 

And so, they must leave.

 

However, before that, they all made the same choice: To remove the masks from their faces.

 

These masks were the symbol of Shades.

 

Each mask was a Tier-5 Artifact, which could aid its user conceal their aura and form.

 

For the past century, the nine of them had worn these very masks, acting under the name of the most mysterious Force within the Demon Court: the Shades. They hunted down the Elemental Clan, the Shadow Clan, and even remnants of the Heavenly Court. Everywhere they went, they had left rivers of blood flowing in their wake. And through these endless slaughter, they had tempered themselves.

 

Now… all they wanted was to return home. Just to have a glimpse of it again.

 

Thinking of this, Bing Xue stood up, placing her mask gently on a nearby stone table. Her gaze then shifted to the edge of the Celestial Realm, as she said calmly, “Sister Osmanthus…we are leaving.”

 

“You’ve just broken through, and you’re leaving already?”

 

“En… we feel the world is calling out to us…”

 

“I understand…” In just a few words, Osmanthus understood the entire situation.

 

[No wonder these nine young ones have been so restless the moment they broke through. It turns out the world itself is calling them. If that’s the case… then it wouldn’t be long before they’ll reunite with Master.] At that thought, Osmanthus gently asked, “If you’re able to meet Master… please tell him: for these past hundred years, the Demon Court has been free of worries. Our strength now far surpasses what it once was…”

 

“Alright,” giving a short and succinct response, Bing Xue exchanged glances with the other eight Primordial Elves.

 

In the next instant, the nine transformed into streaks of radiant light shooting toward the depths of the starry sky…

 

…

 

Meanwhile, shortly after, in the deepest corner of the Void Space…

 

A nameless creature lay coiled.

 

The creature was terrifying, so much so that words simply couldn’t do it justice

 

Though seemingly asleep, strands of purple whiskers could be seen swaying in the Void.

 

And at their root lay a majestic yet scary Dragon Head, seemingly in a half-drowsy state.

 

However, what set this head apart was its size, which was comparable to a planet alone.

 

As for the rest of its body, it stretched on endlessly, so vast that the eye could not see its end.

 

This was the Purple Dragon, bearer of the Supreme Principle of Infinity. It had grown to an unfathomable level.

 

Furthermore, it would continue to grow stronger with the passage of time, constantly, endlessly, absorbing the Void Energy, as though there was no limit.

 

And this was the most terrifying aspect of the Principle of Infinity: It granted an infinite potential for growth. Even in slumber, its strength never ceased to increase.

 

And now…

 

*Grrroooowwllll…* Though it seemed to be dozing, the Purple Dragon’s breathing thundered through the Void startling countless Void Creatures into fleeing in fear.

 

In fact, there existed an unspoken rule throughout the Void: Never approach this place.

 

This region had long since become a Forbidden Zone, for all Void Creatures knew that the one sleeping here was a terror beyond imagination.

 

If it ever awakened, it could very well send shivers down the entire Void.

 

However, now was not the time to dwell on such matters, for the next moment…

 

*Swish, swish, swish…* With sounds of something flying rapidly, nine streaks of light zoomed across the Void, guided by the call of the world.

 

And silently, they surged straight toward the starry necklace coiled around the Purple Dragon’s neck.

 

That necklace was none other than the Nine Realms.

 

The nine balls happened to be flickering in and out, and on its surface, images of different worlds shimmered into view.

 

Because of the breakthrough of the Primordial Elves, the Nine Realms had begun a new phase of transformation.

 

Silavin: the author skipped a chap. Splitting up 1251 to create 1252.