Chapter 859: Chapter 544: Turmoil (Part 2) An Ancient Ancestor of the Giant God Clan disregarded the Cosmic Law’s suppression, forcibly tearing the Boundary Wall, and descended into the Universe in true form with supreme power, trying to pull back some Giant God Clan prodigies’ residual soul recently fallen into the Universe, in an attempt to uncover the truth. But the outcome was merely futile. Those residual souls were already muddled and chaotic, having lost their memories of life, making it impossible to obtain any valuable information. For the living, falling into the Universe signifies a complete and absolute end. The news quickly spread back to the Martial Dao Holy Land, the Martial Pavilion. This kind of tragic result also triggered a huge shock among the Martial Pavilion’s high ranks, and the number of Martial Cultivators who entered Heaven Burial Palace was quite significant, among them not a few Great Saints, Martial Monarchs, and Martial Emperors’ favored direct disciples or direct bloodlines, now all wiped out, naturally causing many to be heartbroken. Deep within the Martial Pavilion, on a Suspended Immortal Island shrouded by infinite Laws and suffused Spiritual Energy, lay several elegant pavilions. One of these pavilions, adjacent to water, boasted intricate eaves and ancient charm. Outside the pavilion, clouds roamed, immortal birds cried, and beneath the corridor eaves, a pool of clear water reflected the charming hues of rainbow scales, where several Dragon Fish with jade horns leisurely swam and spread ripples. Xue Qing, draped in white robes, leaned against the carved windows, supporting her chin with one hand, while the other unconsciously fiddled with a Jade Talisman, her gaze unfocused on the talisman, lost in thoughts as she looked at the carefree Dragon Fish outside the window. The gentle light pouring from outside reflected on her profile like a ink painting, exuding an indefinable light sorrow. “Master has been in such a daze recently.” Not far away, Gongyi Zi Yu, practicing fists on a martial field paved with white jade, stopped and wiped the sweat off his brow, looking at the master by the window, slightly wrinkled his delicate nose and whispered, “Must have heavy concerns.” Her sparring partner, Tu Jingchuan, suddenly tensed, glanced cautiously towards the pavilion window direction, and warned in a low voice, “Do not recklessly discuss the master.” As they spoke, the space in front of the pavilion gently rippled like water, silently emerging a towering figure. The newcomer wore a simple hemp Martial Robe, black hair draped, with an ancient face, yet in those eyes seemed to hold sun and moon’s sinking and floating, the Universe’s birth and death. It was the supreme ruler of the Martial Pavilion, Martial Ancestor Erosion Sun. “Greetings, Martial Ancestor!” Gongyi Zi Yu and Tu Jingchuan’s expressions instantly stiffened, all minor movements and casual chat ceased immediately, hurriedly bowed, and dared not even breathe. The presence of Martial Ancestor was extremely rare. Erosion Sun swept his gaze plainly over the young ones, nodded indifferently without speaking further, and directly entered the pavilion. Inside, Xue Qing had already noticed the arrival, rose from the window side, slightly bowed in salute, voice still cold, “Martial Ancestor.” “The Heaven Burial Palace has ended.” Erosion Sun stated bluntly, his voice deep and calm, betraying no emotion. Upon hearing, Xue Qing’s constantly furrowed brow relaxed slightly, her demeanor eased considerably. “Only three people survived from this Heaven Burial Palace.” Xue Qing responded with brief acknowledgement, seemingly already aware of the outcome. Erosion Sun’s profound gaze lingered for a moment on her calm face, instantly comprehending. He knew of Xue Qing’s special techniques, such as that Soul Lamp made with a thread of someone’s aura, secretly acquired through a special Secret Technique during the Heaven Burial Ceremony. Judging by Xue Qing’s demeanor now, that Soul Lamp must be intact and safe. Among the three survivors of Heaven Burial Palace, the identities of two were already confirmed. Zheng Chu indeed survived, leaving only the identity of the last unknown. “The commotion this time in Heaven Burial Palace was too great, the Ten Great Ancient Clans, especially the Immortal Court, Giant God Clan, and Star Moon, suffered the most severe damage, affecting their foundations.” Erosion Sun paused, speaking slowly, his tone carrying a hint of caution, “Many old entities might lower their pride, willing to spare no cost to trouble him; though the Universe is vast, it is not beyond their traceability.” He paused, looked at Xue Qing, “If you can contact him, convey a message, let him come to the Martial Pavilion to hide for a while; within the Martial Pavilion, I can protect him for some time.” This was a very clear offer of protection. Upon hearing, Xue Qing’s cold gaze slightly flickered, bowed again, with more amplitude than before: “Thank you, Martial Ancestor.” Updates are released by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚫𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵 “Hmm.” Erosion Sun nodded, shifting the subject, “Additionally, in a few days, I plan to hold a ceremony to formally accept a disciple, announced to the Martial Pavilion and the Great Universe; you may come to witness.” Xue Qing looked up, showing a hint of curiosity; she had not heard of this. “His name is Jun Huang, and perhaps he will be your greatest rival on the path to inheriting Heaven’s Fortune in the future.” Erosion Sun’s demeanor was calm; for years, Jun Huang had been by his side for cultivation, whose disposition, Talent, and perseverance had all gained his approval. The formal disciple acceptance meant he truly regarded Jun Huang as his successor, who had a high probability of becoming the future Master of Martial Pavilion, a matter of significant implication. Xue Qing instantly grasped the significance, nodded slowly, “Understood.” Her face held little change; the weight of Half of Heaven’s Fortune and its implication, she understood it more than ever. To ultimately claim this Heaven’s Fortune, her rivals would be more than just Jun Huang?