Tian Yuan

Chapter 2565 Rest

Chen Qingyuan had thought about this question more than once.

There might be some possibility of challenging the Great Emperor Taiwei!

"I don't know."

No one knew what realm the Great Emperor Taiwei had reached, so Chen Qingyuan certainly couldn't give an accurate answer. After pondering for a few breaths, he gently shook his head.

"We can have a friendly competition sometime."

Wang Taohua, always eager for excitement, was particularly looking forward to it.

Chen Qingyuan may not be able to rival Emperor Taiwei now, but he certainly will in the future, and may even surpass him.

Chen Qingyuan ignored Wang Taohua's encouragement and put it aside.

Chu Mo, standing to the side, lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent. The crisis that had plagued him for many years had been resolved with the appearance of Chen Qingyuan. For the time being, there was no joy of surviving a disaster, only a mixture of emotions.

Everyone has secrets, so Chu Mo was quite tactful and didn't ask Chen Qingyuan about his path to enlightenment, nor did he mention what kind of opportunities he had gained at the Ultimate Dao Feast.

Noticing Chu Mo's somewhat subdued state, Chen Qingyuan's voice, sharp as a knife, pierced through the air and entered his ear: "Can we talk about the matter of the Boundary Sea?"

Chu Mo stopped thinking and slowly raised his head, saying coldly, "Okay."

As long as it doesn't involve secrets, we can talk about it in detail.

Someday in the future, Chen Qingyuan will likely travel to the Chaotic Boundary Sea to see the scenery of other cosmic domains and, incidentally, go further on his own path.

Several hours later, Chu Mo had said everything he could.

The crisis is over, and there is no need to worry for a short period of time.

We've chatted for a while now, that's about enough.

Chu Mo expressed his intention to leave, wanting to return to his clan for a final visit.

He didn't really have much affection for the gods, but out of a sense of responsibility, he had to face it and couldn't avoid it.

There would be many more opportunities to meet in the future, so Chen Qingyuan did not try to persuade Chu Mo to stay and watched him leave.

After walking a long distance, Chu Mo glanced back.

Although he could no longer see Chen Qingyuan, past scenes flashed before his eyes: his acquaintance with Chen Qingyuan, his confrontations with him, as if it were yesterday, incredibly clear.

"The legendary story he created continues."

When Chu Mo attained enlightenment, he fantasized about using the supreme Dao intent of the immortal bone fragments to narrow the gap with Chen Qingyuan, or even surpass him.

The reality was not like that, leaving Chu Mo in a daze and his thoughts in disarray.

Looking back on the past, I found myself back in my clan.

The entire clan was overjoyed at Chu Mo's return.

Especially upon discovering the remarkable imperial runes intertwined on Chu Mo's body, the clansmen's joy erupted like a volcano, cheering and jumping for joy. They saw in Chu Mo the hope for the clan's continuation, and their tense nerves could finally relax.

"Have you taken care of your troubles?"

The clan leader was named Xue Feng. He had an old, withered face, white hair, and countless wrinkles.

The former clan leader was valiant, handsome, and full of vigor.

Having endured numerous hardships in order to help his people through the most difficult period, Xue Feng suffered greatly and bore psychological pressure that others could never comprehend. His mindset changed drastically, and his body became hunched over.

Xue Feng was naturally overjoyed that Chu Mo had returned after attaining enlightenment. However, he hadn't forgotten Chu Mo's previous telepathic message and had some concerns, wanting to ask for clarification.

This concerns the future of our community and must be taken seriously.

"Yes, it's all over now."

The clan chief was old and exhausted. He had long lost his former vigor and looked like a rotten, withered tree, which saddened Chu Mo, who sighed inwardly.

"It's good that nothing's wrong."

Xue Feng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

He had no worries because he hadn't brought trouble back to his community.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Chu Mo and Xue Feng looked at each other closely, and they could see every line on each other's faces.

"It's my duty, so I wouldn't call it hard work."

Those in positions of authority should fulfill their responsibilities.

Now that Xue Feng has taken the position of clan leader, he must shoulder this heavy responsibility.

If it weren't for Xue Feng enduring the immense pressure of his shattered Dao Heart to gather the clan's resources, mobilize the clan members to migrate, and find ways to obtain the Empress's decree and establish a good relationship with the Qing Sect, there would most likely be no so-called Primordial God Clan now.

In this cruel world of cultivation, there are plenty of people who kick someone when they're down.

A race of gods who have lost their ancestral origins is no different from a tiger without teeth.

Many are eyeing the resources of the ancient gods, such as the extraterrestrial supreme beings or the top-tier powerhouses who live in seclusion in certain corners of the world. In addition, there is the Great Dao Judgment, which may descend upon the world at any time.

Surrounded by enemies on all sides, their lives hang by a thread.

The situation only improved after the Empress's decree was obtained.

"Take a good rest."

From the very beginning, Chu Mo respected Xue Feng because he knew that Xue Feng had dedicated his entire life to the clan, had no Daoist partner, no children, and everything he did was for the fundamental interests of the clan.

Xue Feng smiled but remained silent.

With Chu Mo back today, Xue Feng can indeed rest.

Over the next few days, Xue Feng took Chu Mo on a tour of the new clan territory, explaining in detail the various matters of the clan and how to maintain the relationship with the Qing Sect.

“Trivial matters within the clan can be delegated to others, but the position of clan chief must be held by you.”

Long ago, Xue Feng had mentioned the idea of ​​stepping down and handing over the reins to a more capable person, but unfortunately, Chu Mo refused each time, not wanting to get involved in these complicated matters.

Xue Feng reiterated this point, his attitude very firm, showing that he would not hesitate to offer advice even though Chu Mo had attained enlightenment and ascended to the throne.

Firstly, Chu Mo is incredibly capable, and no one else could possibly control the situation. Secondly, Chu Mo and Chen Qingyuan have a fairly good relationship, and having him represent the Divine Race might lead to closer interactions between the two sides. Thirdly, Xue Feng knows Chu Mo's temperament very well; deep down, he is just like himself, capable of sacrificing everything for the race, including his life.

Given the special circumstances, Chu Mo didn't refuse again: "Okay."

Several days later, something happened to the gods, and they were all dressed in white mourning clothes, with a chorus of cries of sorrow.

The clan chief has passed away peacefully.

Xue Feng's Dao Heart had been shattered for many years. Under normal circumstances, he would surely die if he did not heal and repair it. However, he did not have time to go into seclusion to recuperate. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the construction of his clan and has managed to hold on until now by relying on a single belief.

With Chu Mo's return, the string deep within Xue Feng's heart, which had been taut for over seven thousand years, snapped with a 'snap'.

I can finally rest.

For Xue Feng, passing away peacefully was a form of liberation, even a source of enjoyment.

The moment Chu Mo met Xue Feng, he understood his physical condition.

When Xue Feng died, Chu Mo did not shed a tear or feel any sadness; his expression remained very calm.

It wasn't that he was cold-hearted, but rather that he had seen through life and death.

Moreover, Xue Feng can finally stop and rest, which is a good thing, and we should be happy for him.

The funeral procession lasted for several days and was successfully completed.

A new cemetery has been built, planted with a large number of ancient trees and sacred herbs.

"Walk slowly."

Chu Mo, dressed in a dark robe, stood alone before the tomb, muttering to himself.