Perfect World: Ten Crowns

Chapter 552 Cicadas Singing at the Summer Solstice
Beyond the realms, seeing that the mysterious progenitor had not pursued them, Xia Shi and the other finally parted ways. They were severely injured, their injuries affecting the very source of their magical power, requiring a massive amount of resources and a long period of time to recover.

"I hope we can meet again sometime."

Xia Sheng muttered to himself, gazing at an unknown space. He could sense that it was the place where the Perfect Tribe had relocated, a secluded land where everyone lived well under the protection of the World Tree.

After leaving behind his final words, his physical body cracked, turning into a pool of eternal blood, enveloping his soul light, and hiding in the void, where he began a grand and sacred nirvana in the long river of time.

Undoubtedly, this process is destined to be lengthy, taking place in epochs, and its rebirth will take an unknown number of years.

Regardless, the world continues to change.

As time passed, after the long era of imperial ruins, the myriad realms once again ushered in a glorious era. A hundred flowers bloomed, geniuses competed, countless races rose up, and new paths collided. Another golden age arrived, standing tall amidst endless ruins.

This is the power of life.

However, this era cannot be called an era, because even though this era was incredibly glorious, with no fewer than ten newly promoted Dao Ancestors, it can only be considered half of the land. The strange territories caused by that great war still exist, and countless terrifying strange races still live there, confronting the heavens.

Vast areas of land and space have not been recovered, therefore it cannot yet be called an era.

And so, a new great war broke out.

There are no progenitors, no end to the road. The strongest on both sides are at the Dao Ancestor Realm. They start a bloody battle in the heavens, which are full of Emperor-level battlefields. This is a fight to the death for the right to survive.

Thus, the era of imperial ruins ended, and the era of bloodshed and chaos began.

Of course, later generations preferred to call it the eve of the Golden Age.

This was an even more chaotic and terrifying era, with both sides fighting fiercely. Every major battle was fought on a scale of star domains. Whether it was the plateau or the former heavens, no emperor-level beings intervened, as if they had abandoned this fragmented realm.

However, since the number of top-tier combatants on both sides is not much different, it is destined that there will be no result in the short term, unless in the future, one of the two sides will produce a figure who can sweep away everything.

Undoubtedly, those were beings at the end of the road.

Time flies, and tens of millions of years have passed in such a terrible era.

Until this day.

A young man surnamed Ye emerged from a ruined realm and became the terminator of this great war.

In an unknown space, a colossal World Tree floats amidst chaos, its countless leaves hanging down, each supporting a starry sky. Its golden canopy is dazzling, carrying an incomparably vast main world, becoming the new home of the Perfect Tribe, inhabited by countless beings.

Above the main world, a bright sun rises and sets, enormous in size. It is the strongest of the Golden Crow Clan, who was once rescued from the dark prison along with the White Tiger Immortal Lord. Although he failed to merge with the dark primordial spirit, he survived with difficulty with the help of the Emperor and eventually rose to the level of a giant over the years.

From then on, the Golden Crow Giant joined the Imperial Court and became the Eternal Sun of the Main World.

Rising at dawn and setting at dusk, repeating this cycle, is also a kind of alternative spiritual practice.

The golden sun revolves, following the example of the ancient Great Crimson Heaven, with a cycle of 365 days. The times of sunrise and sunset change each day, thus forming the seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

In a corner of the main world, cicadas chirped incessantly. These were not disciples of the Gu Clan, but the most common golden cicadas in the world. The reason they were chirping was simple: spring had passed and summer had arrived.

The cicadas sing at the summer solstice.

"Brother, I've advanced to the Dao Ancestor Realm!"

On this day, a girl in colorful clothes rushed out of the palace. Her figure was slender, and her face was full of joy. She arrived at an imperial palace and skipped and hopped in without any hindrance. There were only a few people in the entire main world who could enter the imperial palace so easily, and the girl in colorful clothes was the most powerful one among them, the emperor's own daughter, the Qinghuang Immortal King.

Of course, now we should call her the Dao Ancestor.

"You're still as reckless as ever."

A young Immortal Emperor emerged from the depths of the palace, greeting the girl with a helpless yet doting expression, his heart filled with joy. The Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm was an immense watershed.

Once you cross that threshold, you'll be incomparable to the Immortal King realm.

After all, even in the entire main world today, very few have emerged since that great war.

Aside from Qinghuang, there is only another prince of the Heavenly Court, who is Shi Fan's younger brother and the biological son of another empress, Huo Ling'er.

"I wonder where my father is now."

Walking to the backyard, the siblings strolled through the vast herb garden, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of the herbs. They talked for a long time, but when they inevitably mentioned their father, both of them looked somber. Since that great battle, their father and the Desolate Emperor had completely disappeared.

Tens of millions of years have passed, and the Heavenly Court, the Imperial Court, and even other forces beyond the mortal world have been searching for it. For example, the Immortal Emperors such as Luo and Liu Shen have been maintaining a subtle connection with this place, but in the end, they have not received any information.

It's as if it doesn't exist, as if it doesn't belong to this ancient history.

"Don't worry, your father is such a powerful being that he has surpassed the limits of the road. This is something that neither I nor Shi Fan, who are at the Emperor level, can predict," Xia Ming said, comforting the girl.

Although they are not siblings born of the same mother, they grew up together and have a close, sibling-like relationship.

"Let's go see Mother."

Perhaps disturbed by the chirping of cicadas filling the courtyard, Xia Ming took the initiative to suggest that they go and visit the two emperors and empresses together.

Of course, he probably wouldn't be able to see his biological mother. Empress Bai Ke had been in seclusion for many years since she entered the Dao Ancestor Realm, and their main purpose for this trip was to visit Qinghuang's mother.

Empress Long Ying is a figure overlooked by countless people. She lives a secluded life and rarely appears in front of the world. However, it should be known that she was once an ancient freak and obtained the True Dragon Technique and the Star Ephemeral Seed. With the help of the behemoth that is the Imperial Court, she has been promoted to Immortal King, and is eternally youthful and immortal.

However, when the Xia siblings pushed open the door, they were suddenly stunned. The two emperors and empresses appeared here at the same time. More importantly, an extremely familiar figure was smiling and looking at them.

"You are here."

Xia Sheng spoke, his expression calm. As he spoke, even the noisy chirping of cicadas disappeared from Xia Ming and the other man's minds.

"Father, when did you arrive?" Xia Ming took a deep breath before confirming the fact.

"Just now."

Xia Sheng spoke, his eyes deep, and raised his teacup. In it, countless scenes were reflected, showing the heavens of today, countless beings, countless eras, and the entire river of time from the end of the war to the present.

Over tens of millions of years, its development and evolution can be described as brilliant, but it still left him feeling uninterested. These evolutionary processes were already within his expectations, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

Until the very end, on the eve of his own resurrection, the appearance of several familiar figures brought a hint of amusement to his eyes.

"Ye, we've finally waited for him."

(End of this chapter)