Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

Passing through the vortex beneath the divine tree, Li Yuan felt as if he had stepped into another dimension.

This realm within a realm seems exceptionally mysterious, and can only be created using top-tier methods; it is an extremely rare existence.

It still boasts lush green mountains and clear waters, rich in spiritual energy, and teeming with Taoist charm.

Qilin seem to particularly enjoy such natural scenery, living in a harmonious world, feeling like a fish in water, very comfortable.

Looking back, the vortex still stood in mid-air, filled with spatial fluctuations, and had not disappeared.

Li Yuan summoned the mystical cloud from the cloud patterns on his arm.

As soon as it appeared, the mysterious cloud circled around Li Yuan several times.

From the founding of the Three Realms to the time when they were temporarily at peace, Li Yuanyi was in a coma for over a thousand years.

It only had a chance to come out after Li Yuan woke up in the first half of the year, and it hasn't had enough excitement yet.

Li Yuan rode the clouds, traversing within the realm, crossing several scenic mountains, and finally sensed a special aura.

"Ever since I learned the truth, I have been waiting for you."

From the depths of this secret realm, an old and kind voice rang out.

Guided by the instructions, Li Yuan immediately flew in that direction.

After flying tens of thousands of miles, Li Yuan finally saw the old Qilin.

It was a magnificent mountain range, entirely brown, with soil that looked as if it had been stained with blood, yet it was also densely covered with green plants, giving people a peculiar feeling.

Deep in the mountains, in a small basin.

A powerful but aging Qilin was perched in the center of the basin, its aura as unfathomable as an abyss, yet its expression showed signs of weariness.

In front of it, a cute little white 'ball' was rolling around, looking like a newborn Qilin.

Li Yuan slowly descended and put away the divine cloud.

The little dumpling trembled as if it sensed something, and its four short legs flapped as it hid behind the old Qilin.

He even peeked out half of his head, tilting it to examine Li Yuan, this unfamiliar person.

A few puffs of white breath escaped from the old Qilin's nostrils. It gently pushed the little Qilin out a bit with its paws, lovingly rubbing its cheek against the chubby little thing beside it. Its eyes held endless tenderness and a hint of guilt.

The young Qilin was pushed forward by the old Qilin, and it cried out a few times in fright. Ignoring the old Qilin's caresses, it lay down on the ground and buried its head under its chubby paws, only revealing a pair of small antlers.

It was as if Li Yuan couldn't see it if his eyes were covered.

"When I first saw it, I wondered whose offspring this little guy was, and why it was so weak."

"Later, after the Grand Gathering of All Races ended, I took it all over the Qilin Ancestral Star, but I still couldn't find its parents."

"It wasn't until its body gradually became transparent and its condition was occasionally very poor that I understood what was going on."

The old Qilin spoke calmly, his eyes filled with profound wisdom, like a deep pool.

Li Yuan didn't speak, but silently bowed and, at the old Qilin's signal, slowly approached and sat down in front of the old Qilin.

The old Qilin remained coiled there, seemingly exhausted.

"If I were to personally send it into a spacetime distortion zone, what would happen to my Qilin clan?"

The old Qilin murmured softly, as if asking Li Yuan a question, or perhaps talking to himself.

What kind of desperate situation would lead someone to send their last bloodline to a place where death is almost certain, believing it to be their last hope?

In later generations, the Qilin clan in the Three Realms truly encountered a calamity with no chance of survival.

Although the old Qilin had one foot in the Dao Venerable realm, he had never fully entered it over countless millennia.

It can bring good fortune and avoid misfortune, and foresee events, but it can never stand above the river of time and space like a Daoist master, observing the eternity.

And even if you see it, what can you do?

Changing the course of history across millennia would require even the omnipotent Supreme Heavenly Emperor to pay a heavy price, let alone a mere half-step Dao Venerable.

All kinds of mythical beasts and strange creatures are born powerful, blessed by heaven, and have immense fortune, but they too will eventually run out of resources.

However, the old Qilin never imagined that the Qilin clan would end up being wiped out as a whole.

As the old Qilin spoke softly, the young Qilin seemed to be attracted by its surroundings again, flapping its little legs and running to the side to play with the grass.

The little Qilin was as white as jade, with scales covering its body, yet its sharp features were not prominent, and it still had a strong sense of immaturity.

Its little tail is like a short whip, which swings back and forth when it's excited.

Those tiny tufts of hair protrude only slightly, and from a distance, they look like two little bumps on a head, which is quite adorable.

However, it seemed a bit strange that it forgot about Li Yuan's existence so quickly.

"I, in my later years, only preserved its physical body and a part of its soul."

"This causes it to constantly forget the people and things around it, and it's easily distracted..."

"It still has a fragment of its soul and spirit, which was left in the underworld of the future. Please take it with you when you arrive and help us find it."

The old Qilin grew increasingly weary as he spoke, and strange, menacing wounds inexplicably appeared on his body, as if he were silently enduring something.

The subtle fluctuations gradually became harder to conceal, and Li Yuan also sensed something.

The boundless power of spacetime, invisible to the naked eye, is harming the old Qilin's body.

This cause and effect began with the old Qilin and must also end with the old Qilin.

The information it revealed to Li Yuan triggered a spatial-temporal annihilation, causing even a half-step Dao Venerable to experience boundless pain.

For some reason, Li Yuan looked at the suffering old Qilin and his heart stirred slightly. As if he had thought of something, he placed the precious jade bestowed by the Heavenly Emperor next to the old Qilin.

Instantly, the precious jade shone brightly, and the aura emanating from the Heavenly Emperor suppressed everything.

With the power of spacetime extinguished, the terrifying strangulation weakened considerably.

"It seems that this old body of mine owes the Heavenly Emperor another favor."

The old Qilin sighed and gazed into the distance, as if looking towards the Heavenly Palace, expressing its gratitude.

However, Li Yuan's meeting with the old Qilin seemed to have touched upon some kind of taboo.

To prevent a major disruption of spacetime information, more spacetime forces surged forth, attempting to stop the old Qilin, who had glimpsed a corner of the future, from revealing information to Li Yuan.

A single jade imbued with the aura of the Heavenly Emperor cannot sustain this for long.

The old Qilin knew that time was running out, and looked at Li Yuan as if he were looking at his own junior.

"You dared to risk your life and death to travel through time and space to find the Qilin bloodline. I believe you are trustworthy."

"If you can't find any clues in the underworld with this, go ask the Emperor of the Underworld..."

boom! !

In an instant, it seemed as if an invisible bolt of lightning struck the old Qilin.

Its body was covered in mottled scales, some of which had been blown off, leaving conspicuous bloodstains.

Even so, the old Qilin let out a long roar and insisted on finishing his story.

"The future Emperor of the Underworld will help you find him."

The little Qilin beside it was startled by the invisible thunder. It hopped over on its short legs and looked at the injured old Qilin with worry in its pure eyes.

The little Qilin gently rubbed against the old Qilin's paw. Although it forgot everything after a while, that sense of dependence came from the blood in its bones.