Bestowing Origin, Reviving the Six Paths

3,000 years later, a Quasi-Immortal Emperor descended in his true form, crossing the River of Time from the future solely to clash with Su Li and claim his life.

The Primal Ancient Realm, once prosperous and mysterious, had now turned into a land of ruin and desolation.

This land had witnessed the rise and fall of countless heroes, yet now it was nothing but a scarred wasteland; the once-verdant forests were now scorched earth, and withered trees stood silently upon the ruins like fallen warriors.

The Imperial City, that once-lofty and majestic fortress, was now shattered and dilapidated.

The bricks and stones of the city walls had long been eroded beyond recognition by the fires of war, and the city gates had been blasted to pieces by the Immortal Kings of the Foreign Realm.

Inside the city, the once-bustling streets were a mess, and the jade towers and pavilions of the past had been reduced to rubble.

Outside the city, dozens of Immortal Kings from the Foreign Realm stood in battle formation, their eyes filled with aggression and anticipation.

Each of these Foreign Realm Kings possessed power capable of destroying the world; their arrival undoubtedly posed a massive threat to the Primal Ancient Realm, and like hungry wolves, they stared at the treasures and resources within the Imperial City, ready to strike at any moment.

Meanwhile, the Immortal Kings of the Primal Ancient Realm were experiencing great turmoil in their hearts.

They knew that since the start of the Imperial War, the invasion by the Foreign Realm had been seamless, as if pre-arranged; their confrontation with the Foreign Realm had reached a white-hot stage, and a final decisive battle could erupt at any time.

The mood of the Immortal Kings was complex and heavy; they were filled with rage and hatred toward the invaders, yet they were deeply aware of the cruelty and ruthlessness of this war.

In a corner of the Imperial City, Su Li stood alone, his figure appearing particularly solitary beneath the ruined walls.

His clothes were tattered, stained with dust and blood, and his face was as pale as transparent paper; clearly, the recent Imperial War had consumed a vast amount of his strength.

Although his aura was no longer as imposing as before, his deep eyes still flickered with firmness and determination.

He turned to look at Immortal King Wuzhong beside him, his voice weak yet carrying an unquestionable power.

"Uncle Wuzhong, the Imperial War is over, and I have little of my Immortal Emperor origin left." He spoke calmly and decisively, as if stating an unchangeable fact.

Immortal King Wuzhong looked at him, a trace of worry and admiration flashing in his eyes.

He knew that Su Li was using his own power to pave the way for the future of the entire Primal Ancient Realm.

This young True Immortal, an Imperial Reincarnator, possessed not only wisdom and courage beyond the ordinary but also a heart willing to sacrifice everything for his home and loved ones.

Su Li's words echoed in the air, each syllable feeling as heavy as a thousand jun.

"Next, I will resurrect my father and elevate my mother to the realm of an Immortal King," Su Li continued.

Though his voice was faint, it was filled with determination and conviction; he knew this was his responsibility and duty to his family, as well as his promise and commitment to the entire Primal Ancient Realm.

He extended his palm, a faint light flickering within it.

"I will keep one-third of the remaining origin; the rest is enough for you uncles to consume, allowing you to instantly return to your peak state after suffering heavy injuries." As his words fell, the surrounding Immortal Kings were all moved.

They looked at the light in Su Li's hand, as if seeing hope and the future.

The surrounding Immortal Kings gazed at the light in Su Li's hand, their hearts deeply stirred.

They felt the vast energy and vitality contained within that light, as if seeing the hope of instantly recovering to their peak state after being severely wounded.

Su Li's figure gradually disappeared at the edge of the Imperial City, leaving behind a group of moved Immortal Kings.

They clutched the small sliver of Immortal Emperor origin in their hands, feeling the vast power contained within, their hearts filled with hope for the future.

The residence of Immortal King Six Paths Reincarnation was located in the heart of the Imperial City, majestic and awe-inspiring.

The Samsara Hall was its core, rumored to hold the mysteries of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and serving as a holy land pursued by some Immortal Domain Immortal Kings for the sake of immortality.

Su Li returned to the residence and headed straight for the Samsara Hall. His steps were firm and powerful, as if every stride crossed the boundaries of time and space; he knew the road ahead would be even more difficult and dangerous, but he was prepared.

Upon entering the Samsara Hall, Su Li felt a mysterious and powerful aura.

The power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation permeated the space, making one feel as if they were in a world filled with endless mysteries; he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and began to prepare for the resurrection of his father and the cultivation advancement of his mother.

Su Li stood in the center of the Samsara Hall within the residence of Immortal King Six Paths Reincarnation, surrounded by a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

His gaze was firm and deep, and in his hand, he held an Immortal Pill that shimmered with brilliant light.

This Immortal Pill had been refined by the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit at the cost of countless efforts and resources; each one was incredibly precious, containing powerful vitality and the origin power of a giant.

Su Li placed the Immortal Pill in his palm, closed his eyes gently, and began to chant a spell. His voice was low and powerful, as if it could pierce the boundaries of time and space to reach the core of the pill.

As the spell was chanted, the power within the Immortal Pill gradually released, forming a brilliant light.

That light was like the brightest star in the night sky, containing endless vitality and energy.

It danced in the air, emitting a warm and sacred aura.

Su Li carefully guided this light, directing it toward the place where his father's soul resided.

Under the illumination of the light, his father's soul gradually appeared. It had been dim and blurry, but under the nourishment of the light, it gradually became bright and clear.

Su Li could clearly feel the fluctuations and changes in his father's soul, as if he were returning from a distant world.

Su Li continued to drive the power of the Immortal Pill, injecting more light into his father's soul.

The light seemed to possess magical power, capable of repairing and reshaping everything; under its nourishment, his father's soul gradually regained vitality and vigor.

As time passed, his father's body also began to change.

The originally stiff and cold body gradually became warm and supple under the illumination of the light; Su Li could clearly feel his father's life force gradually reviving and strengthening.

Finally, when the last trace of origin light was injected into his father's body, his body shuddered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was filled with surprise and gratitude, as if he could not believe he had been reborn.

"Father!" Su Li called out excitedly.

He held his father's hand tightly, feeling that long-lost warmth and strength; at this moment, he felt as if he possessed the entire world.

...(Drunk, the follow-up might be gone or maybe not—to be determined)