Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

"Remains?"

Hearing Laozi's sigh, Li Yuan couldn't help but step forward and ask softly.

Lao Jun landed slowly, the sky was pure and clear, and the wind and snow were flying, as if nothing had happened.

Xuan Chi, who was unconscious, was taken away by Zhuge Laodeng to rest.

Looking at the expressions of Li Yuan and the others, Lao Jun slowly said:

"The creature is suspicious. Its true form has long been hidden in the shadows. What you have been fighting is only the shell it left behind after its transformation."

Laozi's words reveal a lot of information.

The strange creature that emerged from the three coffins had long since undergone a major transformation, leaving behind this remains to cause a commotion. Its true form has never actually been revealed!

Faced with such a cunning and suspicious enemy, Li Yuan frowned, finding it hard to accept.

However, Laozi gently offered words of comfort:

"Don't be too disappointed. This remains were supposed to be the key to its fusion after it reached its full potential. Destroying it now cuts off its path forward."

"At least, this strange and evil thing no longer has the possibility of probing the Dao Venerable realm."

Hearing this news, which could barely be considered good, Li Yuan simply bowed to Laozi in gratitude, secretly placing the terrifying nature of the strange creature first in his mind.

Even if a strange creature grows to the level of a Dao Venerable, or even enters the Great Power Realm, it can cause irreparable and terrible disasters to the Three Realms.

That terrifying ability to devour might just create a devastating catastrophe.

After returning to the mortal world, the name of the Venerable One must no longer be uttered.

He had initially thought that the taboo existence that could not be mentioned was the most terrifying enemy he had a premonition of, but now it seemed that the threat of the strange creature was greater.

This monster, born from the realms of immortals, humans, and ghosts, absorbed a great deal of powerful energy after its birth and underwent a transformation, its appearance long since lost to time.

It left behind a skeleton that occasionally became active, repeatedly suffering setbacks at Li Yuan's hands, which made Li Yuan lower his guard a little. It can only be said that it was quite cunning.

Li Yuan even wondered if the mysterious powerful being who raised the monster knew that the monster's true form had long been hidden in the shadows, and that what he was manipulating was merely a corpse.

The more Li Yuan thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

If even the remains are so difficult to deal with, how terrifying must the original body be?

If Laozi hadn't intervened and noticed the anomaly while eliminating the strange object, he would have been completely misled and unaware of the matter!

"I wonder which guy is keeping these strange and bizarre creatures..."

The powerful Tianxuan was somewhat serious, sensing the difficulty in dealing with the strange creature and anticipating some ominous signs.

Those who bring chaos and calamity to the people will not find fulfillment; Heaven and Earth will punish them.

A rare seriousness appeared in Yunxia Xianshen's beautiful eyes. She knew that everything was driven by fate, and even if the strange creatures were evil and dark, there was always a way to stop them. It just needed someone to discover it.

Both powerful beings were worried and, upon returning from this journey, they would inform the celestial beings of the Heavenly Court to take precautions and try to hunt down and eliminate the threat as soon as possible.

The attack by the strange creature disrupted the atmosphere of everyone's listening to the lecture, and Anshan and the others were no longer idle.

After swallowing the Rebirth Elixir, the Liangshan Mountain God recovered much from his injuries and returned the wisp of Primordial Purple Qi to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan nodded to his many relatives and friends, who then dispersed to check the situation near Anshan, just in case.

He entrusted the sleeping little Qilin to the fake god's clone, while he stayed by Laozi's side, pondering many things.

Laozi sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree again, his face calm and unmoving, like a figure that would not perish even if heaven and earth collapsed.

After a long silence, Laozi suddenly waved his whisk forward, and a mysterious force swept through the space, as if it had brought something from somewhere.

Upon closer inspection, it was a hazy, battered ghostly figure.

The soul was shrouded in black mist, so illusory that it seemed about to vanish at any moment, as if it had suffered some terrible torment.

Li Yuan's eyes widened, and he stood up abruptly to meet the illusory soul.

"Ji Xiu!"

He was somewhat excited and quickly stepped forward. With a wave of his hand, all the spiritual energy in the mountain surged forth, transforming into strands of pure and gentle power to nourish Ji Xiu's damaged soul.

Laozi nodded slightly, a smile on his face: "Through countless hardships and trials, though the heart may perish, the soul remains. You are a good child."

He seemed to already know what kind of torment Ji Xiu's soul had suffered at the hands of the monster, and it was because he knew that he made such a remark.

Li Yuan nourished Ji Xiu's soul with the gentlest power, and looking at the other's somewhat dazed appearance, he was filled with emotion.

Although Emperor An Yue was still fighting on the front lines, his lifelong regret was probably the soul of his abducted son.

Dying on the battlefield is glorious, and emperors will not lament or feel sorry for it. But to die gloriously and have one's soul taken away and tormented for a long time is a pain in Emperor An Yue's heart.

Thankfully, after many years, Ji Xiu has finally returned home.

"On behalf of Anshan and Anyue, we express our gratitude to Lord Lao!"

After confirming that Ji Xiu's soul was incomplete and her consciousness was gradually returning, Li Yuan bowed deeply to Laozi, who was sitting cross-legged under the tree, feeling extremely grateful.

Lao Jun didn't stand on ceremony, but simply smiled calmly: "If he hadn't still held onto his obsession, I wouldn't have been able to find him by following the traces left by the strange object."

Falling into the hands of the monster, Ji Xiu's soul was as if it had fallen into an abyss, experiencing the most terrible hellish torment.

His soul was ravaged and riddled with holes; he had almost forgotten everything, except for that lingering obsession with returning home.

Li Yuan bowed deeply to Laozi in gratitude. Seeing Laozi sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree, slowly immersing himself in the snow and wind of the human world and taking a nap with his eyes closed, Li Yuan did not disturb him any longer. After bowing again, he left the mountain with Ji Xiu's soul.

Halfway up Anshan Mountain, there is a spacious place with bluestone.

This used to be where Old Zhang liked to stay, and since he left, it has always been surrounded by a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

Li Yuan brought Ji Xiu's weakened soul to this place, hoping to use the residual aura of Zhang Gaoren to help her quickly regain consciousness.

After being nourished for about half a day, Ji Xiu finally regained her clear consciousness, and her eyes began to open within her illusory soul.

The dazed feeling all over his body gradually subsided.

"Mountain...Mountain God...Mountain God!"

"Where am I... No, you're trying to fool me again with the face of the Mountain God, you inhuman monster, get out of here!"

This child, who had suffered countless torments, opened his eyes and saw one of the faces he most wanted to see.

For Ji Xiu, Li Yuan's face represented the hope she held onto, a ray of light that was forever held tightly in her hand amidst endless darkness and despair.

But after he wavered, he felt that this was another torment of a strange creature attacking his mind. He frantically pushed Li Yuan away, retreated angrily, and looked wary, like a lone wolf covered in wounds.

Even though Li Yuan was resolute, his eyes couldn't help but redden when he thought of Emperor An Yue's gloom over the years and Ji Xiu's suffering.

How many times must a soul be lured and harmed by strange creatures before it feels angry and resistant the moment it sees the face of a loved one, when it longs to return home?

False hope is more despairing than naked despair.

“Child, you’re home. This is Anyue.”

"If you are afraid... then look at the human world below this mountain."

Li Yuan wasn't angry at Ji Xiu's shoving; he just looked at the injured child with pity, his voice full of warmth.

Amidst the swirling snow, he pointed to the prosperous capital of Anyue below the mountain, his gentle smile unchanged from years past.