Chapter 994: Revisiting the Myth

With just one word, yet in the blink of an eye, as if his words held command, the turbulent sea immediately became docile. All the tsunami-formed waves subsided, and the tsunami itself calmed.

As for the whirlpools, they vanished instantly, directly suppressed by this profound power.

The word "Ding" (Settle) meant 'calming the sea'.

At this moment, the wind died down, the waves were calm, and all was still.

On the Dharma warship, the two disciples from the Seventh Peak's Bounty Division instinctively looked up, their bodies trembling, and saw three brilliant figures approaching from the horizon in the sky.

They recognized Huang Yan among them.

As for the unassuming person beside Huang Yan, they were somewhat unfamiliar, seemingly having seen a portrait but without a strong memory.

But the moment they clearly saw the leading purple figure, their hearts immediately surged with excitement.

"Fourth Highness," they exclaimed. "Fourth Highness" was the Seventh Peak's special designation for Xu Qing.

The moment their excited voices rang out, a rare ripple appeared in the black-haired youth's cold eyes, and he immediately knelt down.

"Little Mute," Xu Qing said softly, his gaze fixed on the black-haired youth.

These three words caused the black-haired youth's emotions to surge even more intensely, and he looked up while still kneeling.

"Ma...Master..."

The rumors about him were true: since arriving at the Seven Blood Eyes sect, he had felt no belonging to it, but he had a completely different perception of Xu Qing.

At first, he feared Xu Qing; then Xu Qing saved him; afterwards, Xu Qing showed him the way; and even later, Xu Qing helped him return from the tribulations of Foundation Establishment.

Xu Qing was always ahead of him, becoming his guiding light.

He had always followed Xu Qing's footsteps, offering his loyalty.

This was because he had grown up among wild dogs since childhood, shaping his character.

"Your cultivation is good. It seems you've worked hard these past years!" Xu Qing said softly, his eyes softening as he looked at Little Mute.

To the Mute, Xu Qing's words were the highest praise. His excited heart sent ripples throughout his body in that instant.

"Thank you for helping me find the Dragon Chariot. For now, just wait for me on the surface!"

Xu Qing withdrew his gaze, looked towards the sea, took a step forward, and instantly vanished, merging into the resonance.

When he reappeared, he was already at the bottom of the sea, in front of the colossal Dragon Chariot Giant.

The giant was still moving forward, the iron chains on its shoulders taut as they connected to the bronze dragon chariot, which it constantly dragged along the seabed, leaving behind trench-like marks.

"Seeing it again!" Xu Qing muttered to himself, a strong anticipation in his eyes, but he did not act immediately.

Instead, he followed it, waiting for the opportune moment.

Until daylight faded and night descended, permeating the surroundings as an entire night passed.

Just before dawn...

"The time has come," Xu Qing declared. He raised his right hand and waved it, and instantly, the musician's severed hand appeared before him. As its fingers moved, the "Celestial Music Reflecting the Moon" began to play at the bottom of the sea.

The giant's footsteps suddenly halted. It turned its head, its cavernous eyes seemingly gazing, seemingly listening.

Xu Qing did not hesitate; he surged forward.

Both his previous experience and his analysis gave him great confidence in the success of this objective.

At this moment, he moved forward at full speed, flying past the giant.

He was not obstructed.

The giant allowed Xu Qing to fly past it, its thoughts and entire being now focused on the "Celestial Music Reflecting the Moon."

Thus, Xu Qing quickly approached the bronze dragon chariot.

He had been here years ago, but only for a moment.

Now he had returned again, and with a single surge, he directly entered the broken dragon chariot, sitting on the chair inside without hesitation.

The moment he sat down, the dragon chariot violently shook, and the giant in front also trembled all over, as if trying to turn its head.

The next instant, the Golden Crow manifested from Xu Qing's body, emitting a clear, resounding cry and spreading a sea of fire that enveloped the dragon chariot. Simultaneously, Xu Qing unleashed the Mystic Sun Immortal Light from within him, augmenting the Golden Crow.

This made the light emitted by the Golden Crow even more brilliant.

From afar, the one sitting inside the dragon chariot seemed no longer a cultivator, but a sun.

At the same time, his divine consciousness spread out, his divine source expanded from within his body, and he controlled the musician's severed hand, making the music more impassioned.

The giant, at this moment, trembled all over. It was drawn by the "Celestial Music Reflecting the Moon," instinctively wanting to listen, but the Golden Crow's aura from the dragon chariot behind it triggered another instinct, developed over countless years, to emerge within its body.

These two instincts erupted within its body, contending for control.

Xu Qing was fully focused. The moment he saw this, flames appeared in his eyes; he had been waiting for this exact moment.

In the myths, after the Golden Bird returned to its palace and played the "Celestial Music Reflecting the Moon," the moon would rise. This music would last all night, and when it faded, the moon would return to its palace, and the Golden Crow would ride the dragon chariot, rising from Wanggu.

At this moment, amidst the giant's instinctive frenzy, as dawn faded outside and just before sunrise, the celestial music played by the severed hand also reached its end.

Until it vanished.

On the sea surface, Er Niu lay on Little Mute's boat deck, humming a tune.

Huang Yan sat at the bow, yawning.

The two deputy chiefs of the Seven Blood Eyes' Bounty Division were still thrilled, occasionally glancing at the two.

Only Little Mute, at the stern, was constantly watching the sea surface.

The sky was pitch black.

Until dawn dispersed and the sky broke, the instant before the entire sky was about to light up, light first appeared from the seabed, like countless sharp blades, piercing through the sea surface and illuminating the heavens.

Immediately after, as Er Niu's tune paused and Huang Yan's eyes gleamed with surprise, a colossal giant broke through the sea surface. Stirring up monstrous waves and roaring in all directions, its massive figure soared into the sky.

It strode forward thunderously towards the sky.

Behind it was an iron chain.

The next instant, even larger waves surged on the sea surface as an ancient, weathered bronze dragon chariot, pulled by the giant, once again ascended into the sky from the seabed after tens of thousands of years.

Inside the dragon chariot, Xu Qing sat upright. The Golden Crow shrieked outside his body, endless flames erupting from within him and enveloping all directions. Immortal light also radiated, utterly brilliant.

"Whoa," Er Niu exclaimed, jolting as his eyes widened.

He didn't know Xu Qing's purpose, nor had Xu Qing told him. So, he had assumed Xu Qing intended to use the dragon chariot for cultivation. But he never imagined it would be... to make the dragon chariot ascend into the sky!

"Reliving the myth?" Er Niu gasped.

Huang Yan, beside him, was different from Er Niu. He knew Xu Qing's purpose, and his expression was solemn at this moment, because inside the dragon chariot, he saw not only Xu Qing.

He also saw... a blurry figure in front of Xu Qing, gazing out at the world.

That figure was a youth, yet he was like a god or an emperor.

"The Blazing Heaven Divine Race, Crown Prince Golden Crow."

Wanggu. At this moment, dawn broke.