Chapter 584 348: Obtaining the Nanli Celestial Mandate, Meeting the Purple-Robed Woman Again, Past Events of the Middle Ages

It was, by all accounts, an ordinary day.

But then, the subjects of the Nanli Imperial Capital all heard a Phoenix Cry that soared to the heavens.

"SKREEE!"

The clear cry of a phoenix echoed through the Nine Heavens.

The people of the entire Imperial Capital saw a massive fire phoenix appear in the sky. Then, like a great roc spreading its wings, it dove down, plummeting toward the earth.

No one knew where it vanished.

It was gone without a trace.

The fire phoenix was the Celestial Mandate of the Nanli Dynasty.

That day, a mysterious man in a long robe and Jade Crown, followed by a woman in a Daoist Robe, walked out of the Nanli Imperial Palace.

Everyone felt a hollow emptiness in their hearts, as if something was missing, though they knew not what.

"You've taken the Nanli Celestial Mandate. That can't be good for the Cultivators of the Nanli Dynasty. With the National Fortune in decline, how many people will get stuck at their current Realm, unable to advance?"

Yun Qinghe sent this message to Lu Mingyuan via sound transmission as she sped through the air, riding the wind.

But Lu Mingyuan shook his head. "Don't worry about that. When the Great Yan unifies the Central Plains, the world's Destiny will merge into one. The Human Race will naturally flourish then."

The reason the Human Race is currently suppressed by the Demon Races is precisely because of internal conflict that has led to division.

If this isn't faced head-on, the Human Race will sooner or later lose the dominant position it held in the Middle Ages.

It was under the leadership of the Ancient Human Emperors that the Human Race became what it is today.

Back then, the Human Race was more united, but also very weak.

In the past year, since he ended his seclusion, the Great Yan Dynasty has been bolstered by the Destiny of multiple Dynasties, and its overall strength has taken a great leap forward. The number of both low-level Cultivators and even Middle Fifth Grade Qi Cultivators of the Eleventh and Twelfth Realms has increased dramatically. This has given everyone hope that the Great Yan can unify the Central Plains.

If they continue to develop like this, it's only a matter of time before the Human Race rises again to stand proudly above the Three Realms.

The two of them were currently heading toward Li Huoshan Hill.

Li Huoshan Hill was an important source of financial income for the Nanli Dynasty. The Li Fire Stone found there is an excellent material for forging armor and weapons, which often sell for a good price.

The two of them traveled at an incredible speed.

Having reached the Martial Saint Realm, Lu Mingyuan could extend a torrent of Holy Qi from beneath his feet, carrying him forward.

To keep up with him, Yun Qinghe had to use the ultimate treasure of the Celestial Master's Mansion, the Celestial Water Gourd. Riding atop the massive gourd, her speed was nothing to scoff at.

She began to speak slowly. "Back at Dragon Peak Mountain, the creatures inside either died or fled. Their strength was comparable to that of an ordinary Dynasty, so it's perfectly normal that they could come out and occupy a territory for themselves."

When Lu Mingyuan arrived at the hills, he was greeted by the sight of an undulating crimson mountain range, as scorching hot as the legendary Flame Mountain.

Lu Mingyuan said in a low voice, "Since the Grotto Heaven has already been shattered, they must abide by the rules of the outside world."

"And if they're unwilling to abide by the rules? What will you do? Kill them?" Yun Qinghe asked curiously.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at her and sighed. "Just say what's on your mind."

"As you said before, the Yuqing Ancestor Master wants you to handle this matter. Essentially, he wants you to subdue them personally. Because of your connection to the Eternal Emperor, you are better suited to persuade them," Yun Qinghe explained.

"But there will always be dissidents. I hope you'll be able to do what's necessary when the time comes."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Just as Lu Mingyuan answered, he suddenly sensed a faint spatial fluctuation from a lake southeast of Li Huoshan Hill. He couldn't help but turn his head, his gaze falling upon the vast, jade-green surface of the water.

A wisp of his Sacred Consciousness instantly locked on, reaching a point over 3,600 meters away.

A woman in a purple robe, walking across the water, entered his vision.

The purple-robed woman had an exquisite figure and delicate features without the slightest flaw. Her skin was as fair as jade, and she exuded an otherworldly aura, like a Fairy descended from the Nine Heavens.

Most peculiar of all was the vertical eye on her brow. It was as deep as a starry sky, seemingly capable of seeing through the essence of all things.

'Ancient Human Race.'

Lu Mingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly; he had discerned the purple-robed woman's origin at a glance.

He had been fortunate enough to see this purple-robed woman once before, at the bottom of an iceberg beneath a cliff on Ascension Peak.

Later, after the Ascension Platform emerged, she vanished from the mountaintop.

It seemed she had gone into hiding.

In the Middle Ages, humanity was divided into many groups. For instance, the Xuanyuan and the Shennong were two different tribes, but in essence, they were different peoples, along with the already vanquished Chiyou tribe.

Ancient humans often possessed many unimaginable abilities.

The Xuanyuan clan were naturally intelligent, learning Martial arts with twice the result for half the effort. The Shennong clan specialized in manipulating plants, cultivating flowers, and producing abundant grain. The Chiyou, on the other hand, were warlike; they possessed immense Flesh Bodies and leaned more toward the Witch Race, believing in Witchcraft.

And this purple-robed woman before him was likely a powerful expert who had survived from ancient times.

The Three-Eyed Human Race was an extremely mysterious and powerful group.

"How can it be her? Lu Mingyuan, doesn't she look familiar to you?"

Yun Qinghe had also noticed the woman's presence. Her expression changed slightly as she stared intently at the purple-robed woman in the distance and asked Lu Mingyuan directly.

Lu Mingyuan nodded. "Familiar? A little, perhaps. Back in the Grotto Heaven, she fought Dragon Halberd. I think she was the female corpse from the iceberg."

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed woman on the water's surface. An incredibly terrifying aura erupted from her as her voice, ethereal and ephemeral, transmitted to them:

"Have you also come to drive us from this place?"

The vertical eye on her brow, in particular, bloomed with a strange light, locking onto Lu Mingyuan and Yun Qinghe as if it could steal their very souls.