Fu Pinglan remained silent for a long time, but did not open his mouth to speak, turning around and leaving directly.
The two tolls of the Ancestral Realm's funeral bell, piercing through the barriers of two realms and reaching deep into the soul, stirred the entire Great Universe.
The events occurring in the Vast Universe spread rapidly, and an invisible storm brewed and swept across the Myriad Heavens and Realms.
Within the Myriad Realms, in the Pure Land, the seated Buddha upon the Lotus Platform slowly opened his eyes, his gaze penetrating layers of Buddha's light, zeroing in on the Vast Universe.
In the Taoist School's Thirty-Three Heavens Beyond Heaven, the phantom of the Chaos Green Lotus swayed, the sound of Dao paused slightly, falling into stagnation.
The entire Great Universe, due to these two funeral tolls and the earth-shattering news that followed, fell into an unprecedented undercurrent of turbulence.
Within the Great Immortal Realm.
Immortal Light and starlight intersected on the canopy of the sky, ninety-nine crimson-gold suns reflecting golden red flames, boiling the layered and intricate glazed clouds to a rolling boil.
Inside the hall where the Immortal Radiance flowed eternally, the Immortal Ancestor Feng Ting's eyes moved slightly, obscure and unclear.
He received a warning from the Immortal Dao Heavenly Fate True Spirit.
Almost at the same moment.
In another corner of the Upper Realm, in a chilly grand hall, Moonlight Immortal Ancestor's brow furrowed slightly, she also sensed the disturbance of the Heavenly Fate True Spirit.
She contemplated for a few breaths, a trace of decisiveness flashed across her serene and clear phoenix eyes, without a moment's hesitation, she stood up.
Moonlight Immortal Ancestor's figure, like a reflection in water, gradually dissipated in place, stepping into the rippling void beside her.
In the next instant, she crossed the cosmic firmament, arriving in the skies above the Cangyun Realm.
She glanced at the vast earth below, her gaze indifferent, taking a step, she entered the realm, arriving at the summit of a Divine Peak.
This Divine Peak, already a pillar of the sky in the Cangyun Realm, appeared extremely small before Moonlight Immortal Ancestor.
The fierce wind whipped at her moon-white Immortal Skirt, the silvery halo on the hem flowing, utterly out of place with the mundane world.
Standing atop the summit, her cold gaze, like tangible moonlight, instantly penetrated the mountain mists, layers of restrictions, locking onto a solitary courtyard atop the peak, where a white-clad figure sat quietly in cultivation.
Her journey here was solely to find this one person connected to Chu Zheng.
Years ago, upon meeting Chu Zheng, she had once deduced causality, and within the Cangyun Realm, there was another line of causality associated with Chu Zheng.
The moment her gaze touched Song Lingqing, within Moonlight Immortal Ancestor's eternally unchanged eyes, it was as if countless threads of causality swiftly wove together, deducing.
In an instant, she comprehended the causes and consequences.
Chu Zheng's wife's... younger sister, Song Lingxue.
More importantly, on this woman, there seemed to remain a faint trace of a special aura, faintly connected to Chu Zheng and Song Lingxue.
Moonlight Immortal Ancestor passed through the array restrictions, her cold voice, like the coldest mountain wind, resounded in Song Lingqing's Sea of Consciousness:
"Come with me and leave Cangyun."
Song Lingqing's body trembled slightly, she abruptly opened her eyes, looking at the cold figure before her, instinctively standing up, with a trace of obvious terror in her eyes.
"The causality between you and Chu Zheng will be perceived by countless existences. It may have once brought you protection, but now, it will only bring you endless calamities. Without protection, you won't live long."
Moonlight Immortal Ancestor's gaze remained unperturbed, her voice still icy:
"Except for me, in the present world, no one can protect you, including the current Chu Zheng."
With that, Moonlight Immortal Ancestor slightly raised her hand, her fingertip streaming with cold moonlight, transmitting some of the reasons for causality into Song Lingqing's mind, then speaking:
"Come with me to the Great Immortal Realm, become my disciple, and I will save your life."
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Song Lingxue's mind, ultimately, she said no more, kneeling to perform the disciple's bow:
"Disciple Song Lingqing, greets Master."