The Higher God Seemed to Be Whispering

In the Longevity Pavilion, the Emperor gazed at the starry sky.

"It's gone again!"

He let out a long sigh.

"Is that truly a new world?" the Emperor and Empress asked, puzzled.

"It truly is a vast world," the Emperor nodded. "When I fought those extraterrestrial demons, I left a mark on a woman. After my divine soul power increased, I saw her and could also see some things around her—everything completely different from our world!"

"Do they have any mysterious methods?" the Emperor and Empress asked.

"I have begged her to grant me the power many times," the Emperor said, "But she seems not to have understood what I was saying and has not uttered a word!"

"Is the language of the upper realms different from ours?"

"Language, oh dear, I've already tried forty-three different languages to communicate with her!"

The Emperor, feeling utterly exhausted, lit another stick of incense, hoping to use the aromatherapy to refresh himself.

"Can she really see us?" the Emperor and Empress asked doubtfully.

"It's definitely possible," the Emperor replied. "I wasn't sure before, but she took that thin cloth and a brush and drew what you and I looked like at the Longevity Pavilion."

"So?"

"I feel like we're the fish in the pond, and she's watching us paint from the shore!"

The Emperor sighed.

Like a fish leaping to become a dragon, one can escape and live freely, no longer a fish to be slaughtered at will.

He clearly also wanted to transcend worldly concerns and then seek a carefree and unfettered life.

"You have no idea what strange things are in her room. I even saw her talking to a stone, and the stone seemed to respond! Isn't that weird? A stone can talk!"

The sense of mystery and the unknown brought a great deal of novelty.

The Emperor gestured several times with his hands, finding it difficult to describe this novel experience to the Empress.

In reality, Ren Anran would be considered mentally ill, but the Emperor would obviously not be considered a mental patient.

"Draw me a picture," the Emperor and Empress exclaimed excitedly. "I want to see what that kind of world looks like!"

"I can't draw it!"

The Emperor shook his head.

Ren Anran's paintings are realistic, presenting the original state of the scene frame by frame. However, for the emperor, his paintings tend towards abstraction and artistic connotation, making it difficult to give the emperor and empress a direct impression through the paintings.

He picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and then rolled up a white cloth. As the ink fell, an extremely abstract medical room appeared, with a young girl standing in front of the window.

With just a few strokes, the Emperor vividly depicted the young girl and the surrounding scene.

But for the emperor and empress, who had never experienced the real world, all of this was difficult to understand.

Without the corresponding knowledge, even standing in front of a famous painting, it is difficult to understand it. Only after seeing similar scenes can one form a corresponding image in their mind and understand the depiction in the painting.

Clearly, the Emperor and Empress did not understand.

Looking at the long, narrow room, she felt that building a house like that wouldn't be difficult for her.

As for the small beds and boxes in the room, she really couldn't figure out what they were for.

For the emperor and empress, the living environment of their partner seemed even inferior to that of the Sacred Land Kunlun Mountains.

"You don't know, she should be an ordinary member of the upper realm, yet this is the scene where she is. If it were the abode of a high god, it would be far more magnificent!"

The emperor and empress found it difficult to understand, so the emperor had to explain.

He had even borrowed Ren Anran's eyes to examine himself.

Although the time was short and some of the memories were missing, he saw the scene of the Canglan Academy.

That was the scene of countless students rushing towards their studies.

Countless skyscrapers stand in Western Capital; the sheer scale of this prosperity is beyond the power of simple words to describe the sensory impact it brings.

At that moment, he truly felt like a country bumpkin visiting the city.

Even though he was the ruler of a Heavenly Court and had lived for a very long time, this was still the case.

"You should hone this soul enhancement technique well; perhaps one day you'll be able to meet my gaze with your own divine sense," the Emperor said.

"I wonder if your cheap student has made any progress on those avoidance techniques," the Emperor and Empress sighed.

"He's been down the mountain for less than two years, and the outside world lacks both Spiritual Qi and spirit medicine, so his cultivation must not be progressing quickly," the Emperor shook his head and said. "If you miss him, send Ma Shengu down the mountain to find him. If his cultivation has greatly improved, bring him back!"

"This time is indeed a bit short," the Emperor and Empress nodded, "But the journey from Western Kunlun to Chang'an City trip will take quite a while. It's good to let her go out and travel now!"

"Young people need to travel more; staying cooped up in the Sacred Land all the time isn't good for their growth," the Emperor replied. "But you must give her some protective gear, so that she won't face too much danger when she goes out."

"Those old fogies don't dare touch her, and those young ones aren't particularly skilled," the Empress said. "Giving her one or two treasures will be enough to protect Cai Ma."

"Um!"

The Emperor nodded.

As a saint nurtured in the secret realm of Western Kunlun, Cai Ma was indeed their trump card.

Cai Ma's Incantation Technique are extremely unique, and even he doesn't want to get involved with them, let alone those of his age or close to him.

However, Cai Ma's downfall also stemmed from her overly targeted approach, which resulted in her being targeted in the same way.

Cai Ma needs to be protected by a treasure to ensure his safety when he goes down the mountain, so that his painstaking efforts to cultivate him do not lead to his death due to carelessness in his arrangements.

The Emperor and Empress pondered the subsequent deductions of the soul enhancement and decided to send Cai Ma to find Zhang Xuezhou to check on the situation.

After the Emperor and Empress left the Longevity Pavilion to assign tasks to Cai Ma, the Emperor sighed softly.

He absorbed the spiritual fragrance, which continuously nourished his soul. He practiced this wondrous technique originating from the 'successor of Hongjun'. During his meditation, he felt his soul recover, and his thoughts began to wander again.

"The gods seem to be whispering!"

A strange feeling welled up in his heart. The Emperor's soul drifted and wandered, passing through the secret place in a few moments, crossing the Great Snow Mountain of Western Kunlun, and then emerging from the Southern Jambudvipa Continent, heading straight for the sky.

As he stepped into an endless expanse of darkness, his soul began to gaze intently.

Through the endless darkness, his soul fixed on a ball of flame.

Through this flame representing the extraterrestrial demons, his gaze also locked onto the spot where he had projected his Law Power imprint.

It was an extremely faint mark of Law Power, so faint that even the Emperor could hardly perceive it.

But this is how he marks his location using Technique Method in the greater world.

Once his soul leaves his body and enters the void, and he finds the extraterrestrial demon he previously fought, he can then find his own mark through the extraterrestrial demon.

This extraordinary encounter stemmed from the magical duel in place of Zhang Xuezhou, combined with extremely skillful actions.

The Emperor also hoped that this clue would offer him a glimmer of fortuitous opportunity.

His gaze lingered, and he felt the woman's figure reappear before the window.

But compared to her previous silence, the woman's mouth was now opening and closing, and she had begun to speak.

"I can't hear her voice, and I don't understand the language of the upper realms. What should I do?"

The other party seemed to be narrating and conveying a message, but the Emperor could not hear a sound at all.

This only proves that the other party also had difficulty hearing his voice, and given the long period of time that had passed, the other party may have figured out some things through his repeated requests, thus receiving a response.

How can I understand the message that God is sending me?

The mere thought that this might be the way to transcend the Three Realms and enter the Great World, even if it was only one percent, would make the Emperor extremely anxious.

His spirit stood frozen in the void, feeling as if his intangible spirit was sweating.