Reincarnation: The Soul of Dashul

The world was silent, as if returning to the primordial state before form existed. The wind ceased, the clouds were still, and even the light seemed to hold its breath. The energy was clear and undisturbed, all things breathed silently, and everyone could clearly hear their own heartbeat.

This energy flows silently, gently permeating every inch of the Plaza of Honor, as harmoniously as when the Great Way first began.

There was no howling wind, no chirping insects, and even the traces of time were barely perceptible. All the complexity and noise were filtered out, leaving only a primal tranquility.

Blackflame Ledo did not struggle. He sensed this tranquility, which was not deathly stillness, but a peacefulness containing boundless vitality, like the most primal breath at the beginning of the universe, steady and long.

Leido finally escaped the illusion of the Spessart Mirror. After regaining his senses, he shed the evil flames of the underworld and recovered from the demonic transformation. Only then did he realize that he could not move at all. He opened his eyes and saw an unbelievable scene.

In the Ministry of Magic's Hall of Fame and above, everyone, regardless of their faction, position, or level of cultivation, was frozen in place. The most shocked were not Leido, but the Bell Keeper and the Green-Robed Saint Mage. They were also staring at each other, but neither of them could say a word.

Elder Shouzhong and Green-Robed Saint Magus are both high-level Saint Magus, representing the pinnacle of power in the entire empire. There are probably only a handful of Dharma Kings of such caliber throughout the entire capital.

However, at this moment, even powerful beings like them were trapped in mid-air by some terrifying and abnormal magical energy, unable to move an inch, and unable to even release their magical senses. They could only watch the bizarre scene with their own eyes, just like Leido.

"These are all educated people; what kind of behavior is this, fighting and killing each other?"

A rebuke drifted from the heavens and earth, the voice ancient yet gentle, yet it resounded throughout the world and penetrated the ears of everyone present.

Three elderly men and one elderly woman flew slowly from the entrance of the Plaza of Honor. They were traveling in an old-fashioned flying boat. All four of them were quite old, especially the old man at the very back, whose back was slightly hunched and who looked very frail.

“Grandpa and Grandma Raziel, Master Ulysses! And…that’s…the Sweeper? What’s the Sweeper from the Crystal Palace doing here?” Ledo’s triple senses completely failed, and he only saw who the four old people were when they got closer.

"This child's control is indeed extraordinary, a hundred times better than yours back then, right?" Before the old sweeper even arrived, he noticed that the Nether Energy on Leido's body had been completely controlled and was not out of control or disorder.

"Teacher...you must be joking. If you hadn't taught me the complete Kabbalah seal, this kid would probably be in a much worse state than I was back then!" Ulysses actually addressed the Crystal Palace's janitor as his teacher, indicating that their relationship was quite special.

"It seems that the strange behavior of the Demon-Seeking Compass just now must have been because Teacher Ulysses secretly helped me out of a predicament!" Leido was very intelligent. When he saw Ulysses arrive, he knew that it was Ulysses who had used his methods earlier, and that Ulysses also possessed Nether Energy.

The airship came to a stop, and the four old men landed one after another. The old man sweeping the floor had white hair, white eyebrows, and a white beard. His aged face was covered with wrinkles of varying depths, etched with the merciless marks of time. He was so old that he seemed to have no energy or spirit.

"Haven't been here in a long time... How did it become like this?" The old sweeper looked at the jade floor of the Glory Square, which was now shattered and in complete disarray. He stretched out his right hand and pointed with his index and middle fingers, "Light, restore!"

Suddenly, a warm and gentle golden light shone down from the sky. The ancient tree of life, which had disappeared three months ago, was summoned by the old sweeper and reappeared, releasing its immense energy.

The energy of the ancient tree of life materialized, spreading out like waves from its massive roots, covering the entire world. The floor of the Hall of Fame, cracked by the power of the dragon god and demon, began to be rapidly repaired.

The energy of order was surging and vast, but in stark contrast, the old sweeper's body still showed no elemental fluctuations. His breathing was extremely weak, like an oil lamp about to burn out, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

But the golden light reflected in his eyes carried countless stories of trials and tribulations and historical glories. It seemed that even the ancient tree of life was celebrating for him, with its huge golden canopy scattering abundant silk threads that transformed into pure energy to nourish the earth.

Before long, the entire floor of the Hall of Fame was restored to its flawless state, and the mysterious magic circle on it emitted golden light, echoing the ancient tree of life in the sky, full of vitality.

The ancient tree's energy not only repaired the spacious plaza but also flowed into the bodies of everyone present. The golden tree guards, whose arms and legs were broken, were nourished by the ancient tree's energy, and no matter how severe their injuries, they were all fully recovered in just a few breaths.

"It's actually the energy of order! Without needing an ancient magic array... it draws out the energy of order from the Tree of Life and uses it?" Minister Robert, who was still unable to move, was close enough to witness the old man sweeping the floor and was extremely shocked.

Not only Robert, but also the Raziel couple and Ulysses, were so astonished that the word "shock" was indescribable. They were all dumbfounded and speechless, and most of them had a blank mind.

"Could it be...? No doubt about it! Only someone at that level could achieve such a feat!" Elder Shouzhong, sitting on a rattan chair beside the square, had sensed a strange energy the moment the old sweeper condensed space. It was an energy similar to the order of heaven and earth.

"Is that kind of existence... real? How can I break through?" The green-robed Saint Mage, who had just realized something, was filled with anticipation. As a high-ranking Saint Mage, he was considered a top existence on the planet Barrett, but the old man in front of him seemed to have opened a new door for him.

At this moment, everyone stared at the old man sweeping the floor. Although they couldn't believe it, they finally understood one thing: the person who could freeze the bell keeper and the green-robed Dharma King, high-ranking holy mages, in place must have reached the legendary highest level of magic—the Supreme Dharma King.

This realm exists only in historical records and legends. The Supreme Dharma King has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. Today, the arrival of this old sweeper not only ended a great war that was about to break out, but also opened the prelude to the birth of the Supreme Dharma King.

"How old are you? Still fighting? In the past... I told you to study more... and then there would be more ways to deal with it... and you still complain..." The old sweeper spoke slowly and deliberately, as if talking to himself. He still did not release the crowd, leaving everyone present in a state of tension.

"Teacher...Teacher! Please help Little Ledo!" Ulysses knew that although his teacher had reached the pinnacle of magic, his mental state was poor. He was often absent-minded and talking to himself. If he forgot who he was at a crucial moment, it would be terrible.

"Who...who are you? Who are you all? And who is Little Ledo? Why...are they not moving?" The old sweeper suddenly looked at his student and the Raziel couple beside him with a puzzled expression, his snow-white eyebrows under his white hair almost scrunched up.

"..."

Despite being mentally prepared, Raziel and his wife, along with Ulysses, were still taken aback. The three exchanged glances, smiled wryly to themselves, and remained silent. They all felt that they had indeed not missed the "surprise" from the cleaning teacher.