NFBE Chapter 704 Ancient Divine Court
Chapter 704 Ancient Divine Court
Yun Yao felt a flash of light before her eyes, and then she was pulled into the depths of Chu Mochen's sea of consciousness by an inexplicable force. A feeling of dizziness washed over her like a tide, and she subconsciously closed her eyes tightly. Only after the dizziness subsided slightly did she slowly open them.
What met her eyes was a desolate, gloomy space. A dead silence permeated every corner, as if even time had lost its meaning. Countless fragments of shattered memories hovered around her, drifting aimlessly like scraps of paper torn by a strong wind. Yun Yao's heart tightened. She knew these fragments were remnants of Chu Mochen's past memories. Now that she was here, she must be connecting with his spirit, seeking to uncover those forgotten secrets.
She took a deep breath, gathered herself, and cautiously reached out to touch the fragment of memory closest to her. In an instant, the scene changed before her eyes like a phantom - heavy snow fell, and the sky and the earth were covered with silver white. The young Chu Mochen, dressed in thin and worn clothes, knelt on the ground, shivering in the knee-deep snow. His little face was frozen purple, and his lips were chapped, but his little hands were tightly holding half a piece of steamed bun that was as cold and hard as iron, and his eyes revealed a toughness that was inconsistent with his age. Yun Yao's heart suddenly tightened. She seemed to feel the biting cold invading through the picture, and she could even understand the suffering Chu Mochen had suffered in his childhood.
Before she could recover from this heart-wrenching scene, another fragment drifted towards her. The scene switched, and a woman in a plain white dress suddenly appeared before her. Her face was beautiful, but her eyes were cold, a chill that penetrated her bones. With light lotus steps, she slowly walked behind Chu Mochen. Without warning, she stretched out her hands and suddenly pushed the unsuspecting Chu Mochen towards the cliff. At that moment, Yun Yao clearly saw the cruel sneer on the woman's lips, like a venomous snake in the cold night, which made her hair stand on end.
"Host, please note that the target's soul is severely damaged and requires rebuilding the 'Bridge of Heart and Soul' in the sea of consciousness." The system's voice suddenly sounded in this silent space, with rare seriousness. "However, there is a powerful restriction deep in the sea of consciousness, which may be related to his life experience."
Yun Yao's brow furrowed, her heart filled with doubt and worry. She knew rebuilding the "Bridge of Heart and Soul" would be no easy task. What terrifying secrets lay hidden behind this mysterious barrier? She glanced around, trying to find a clue in the gloomy space, but everywhere she looked, she saw only the endless, drifting, fragmented memories.
At this moment, a disembodied voice, as if from the very end of the universe, echoed softly in Yun Yao's ears: "Don't come over here... This is all lies..." It was Chu Mochen's voice! Yun Yao's heart trembled, and she cried out anxiously: "Chu Mochen, where are you? I'm Yun Yao, I'm here to help you!" However, the only response she received was the echo of her own voice, which seemed particularly lonely in this empty sea of consciousness.
Yun Yao gritted her teeth, no longer hesitating, and walked towards the sound. Each step she took felt like treading on cotton, soft and weak, yet also like a heavy burden, making her progress difficult. As she went deeper, the surrounding gloom gradually shifted, a faint golden halo appearing and disappearing, like the first rays of light breaking through the clouds at dawn.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a magnificent yet dilapidated golden palace gradually came into view. The palace's gate towered into the clouds, and the four seal characters "Ancient Divine Court" above it emanated a faint yet mysterious glow, as if telling of past glory and vicissitudes. Yun Yao quickened her pace and arrived at the palace gate. The heavy door was tightly closed, but wisps of golden light shone through the cracks, as if beckoning her.
She reached out and gently pushed the door. With a dull thud, it slowly swung open, stirring up a cloud of dust. Yun Yao waved the dust away and looked up. The hall was in shambles, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. The once prosperous temple was now reduced to ruins. But Yun Yao had no time to lament. Her eyes were drawn to a torn book scattered among the ruins. The cover of the book was ancient and mysterious, emitting a faint glow.
Filled with curiosity and anticipation, Yun Yao quickly stepped forward, squatted, and carefully picked up the tome. As her fingers touched the cover, a lingering, ancient, and profound aura washed over her, as if she had traveled through millennia. She gently flipped open the tome, and instantly, images surged from the pages like a surging tide, flashing before her eyes.
Yun Yao's eyes widened in shock at the scene before her, her heart awash with fear. Chu Mochen, it turned out, was the "Holy Son of Heaven" of the ancient Divine Court, tasked with the arduous yet sacred mission of restoring the "Laws of Heaven." Thousands of years ago, during the devastating battle that destroyed the Divine Court, he resolutely injected a fragment of his soul into the cycle of reincarnation, hoping to be reborn in the future and restart the path to restoring the Heavenly Law. But who could have foreseen that during his reincarnation, someone with ulterior motives would secretly tamper with his memory, sealing it layer by layer and oblivious to his past life.
The identity of the woman in white who cruelly pushed him off the cliff was even more shocking. She was the "Holy Maiden of Phantom Moon," a traitor to the Divine Court. She had betrayed her allies and colluded with the demonic cultivators for her own selfish desires, attempting to overthrow the Divine Court and control the world. Now, she had transformed herself into the mastermind behind the Blood Demon Sect, manipulating countless dark forces and wreaking havoc on the world of cultivation, intent on preventing Chu Mochen's awakening and disrupting the restoration of the Heavenly Dao.
Yun Yao's hands unconsciously clenched, her eyes burning with anger. She knew full well that her journey with Chu Mochen, through countless hardships and dangers, was shrouded in a complex, earth-shattering conspiracy. At this moment, a single conviction grew ever stronger in her heart: no matter the cost, she would help Chu Mochen regain his whole soul, restore the Way of Heaven, crush the Youyue Saint's plot, and restore peace to the world.
With this thought, Yun Yao clutched the tome in her arms and turned back the way she had come. She wanted to reveal these earth-shattering secrets to Chu Mochen, and face the unknown challenges together with him. Meanwhile, Chu Mochen, in the outside world, was still struggling under the demonic influence, hanging on the line between life and death, completely unaware of Yun Yao's terrifying discovery in his sea of consciousness...