Chapter 538 - 460: Kuaidong Reappears

"By now, it has evolved into small-scale battles of around a hundred people."

Bai Yuan's brows furrowed slightly.

'The Demon Sect is as restless as ever.'

Another Demon Hunter, the Mingxin Grandmaster Sang Fu, also nodded. "These Demons and Barbarians have no discipline to speak of. It seems like they're being driven by someone, trying to cross the Great Wall in one mindless rush."

"Perhaps it's that Demon Seed's idea."

At the mention of the Demon Seed, the atmosphere in the main tent instantly grew heavy.

The chaos in the Northern Territory was more than eighty percent the work of that Demon Seed.

Yet to this day, they had not even laid eyes on the Demon Seed. It remained a complete mystery.

Bai Yuan took a deep breath.

"The entire army is to be on high alert. Not a single Northern Barbarian or Demon is to cross the Great Wall."

"Yes!"

The men shouted in unison.

Now that the Northern Territory had obtained the right to mint currency, its economy was thriving.

If the Demon Sect were to break through at a time like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The people would be plunged into misery.

Let alone the right to mint currency, even if Bai Yuan were made Emperor, he wouldn't be able to save the Northern Territory's economy. It would quickly fall apart.

Bai Yuan would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.

...

「Seven days passed.」

It was just as the old clan leader had said.

The small skirmishes never ceased. Every day brought news of scouts being killed, though of course, the Northern Garrison Army also killed many Barbarian People and Demons who tried to cross the wall.

On this day, as Bai Yuan was discussing countermeasures with the old clan leader and a few others—

"Report! Lord Bai, someone is asking to see you outside the camp. It's... it's a Northern Barbarian?"

Bai Yuan was a little surprised.

'A Northern Person, showing up at a time like this?'

The guards at the Great Wall were extremely strict right now. Anyone who could cross it would have to possess strength at least at the Zhi Gan level.

"Alright."

Bai Yuan nodded.

When he arrived outside the camp, he saw a mountain of a man, a full eight chi tall, surrounded by rings of soldiers.

Sang Fu was in a cold standoff with the man.

Bai Yuan's brows raised slightly. "Kuaidong?"

He never would have imagined he'd see Kuaidong here.

Kuaidong saw Bai Yuan as well.

He spoke with a calm expression, "Mr. Yuan has some words for you. He asked me to deliver them."

Bai Yuan was even more astonished.

Kuaidong was Mr. Yuan's trusted confidant before his death. Ever since Mr. Yuan shattered the world's fortune, Kuaidong had vanished as if he'd evaporated from the face of the earth. To think he would suddenly reappear now.

"There are too many people here. Only you are qualified to hear these words."

"Alright."

Bai Yuan nodded.

'If there's anyone in this world who understood the Demon Seed best, it had to be Mr. Yuan.'

As the only person in the present age to have seen the Demon God, Mr. Yuan knew far more than anyone else in the world.

With that, he waved his hand at Sang Fu and the soldiers surrounding Kuaidong.

Sang Fu didn't hesitate for a moment, retreating decisively.

All of them combined were no match for Bai Yuan, so there was naturally no need to worry about his safety.

Besides, Kuaidong alone posed no real threat to Bai Yuan.

Bai Yuan and Kuaidong walked into the forest outside the camp.

The two of them walked a long way.

After about an hour, Kuaidong finally stopped.

Bai Yuan grew even more curious. What could be so important that it made even Kuaidong this cautious?

Kuaidong finally spoke. "Before Mr. Yuan ascended to the heavens, he left a message specifically for me to relay to you. He said..."

"He said that this world is far more complex than you or I can see, that someone has been scheming in the shadows since before the myriad ages."

Bai Yuan's brow furrowed even deeper.

Those words, with no beginning or end, were impossible to comprehend.

'A conspiracy theory?'

'What kind of being could lay plans from before the myriad ages? Are they truly gods?!'

Kuaidong sighed softly. "To be honest, I don't understand it either, but that's what Mr. Yuan said. In the days before he passed, he often muttered that the Demon God and the Grand Ancestor Emperor probably didn't die, but were forced to feign death."

!!!

Bai Yuan's pupils dilated abruptly.

This news was far more shocking than the previous talk of ancient schemes.

He quickly pressed, "What else did Mr. Yuan say?"

"Mr. Yuan once told me that he had seen a remnant soul of the Demon God. Later, as his realm increased, he had a shocking realization: it might not have been a remnant soul, but a divided soul."

Bai Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

'Remnant souls... those are things that can only persist after the death of a great figure at the Martial Saint Realm.'

'They retain a portion of that great figure's memories.'

'This was especially common during the Ancient Era.'

'But no matter what, the master of a remnant soul is definitely dead.'

'A divided soul, however, is completely different.'

'That is a technique that can only be used by someone above the Divine Communication realm, one who has walked extremely far down the path of the soul. It's countless times more profound than Elder Pei's out-of-body avatar.'

While Bai Yuan was lost in thought, Kuaidong silently began walking away.

"Where are you going?"

He asked because Kuaidong was heading south.

Kuaidong smiled faintly. "I'm old. I just want to see what the places Mr. Yuan stayed in back then look like now."

"..."

Bai Yuan was speechless.

He didn't know what exactly had transpired between Kuaidong and Mr. Yuan, but he knew it must have been extraordinary.

He watched Kuaidong leave.

Bai Yuan returned to the Northern Garrison Army's main camp alone.

Yang Fangyu and the others were already waiting at the camp entrance. Seeing Bai Yuan return, they quickly surrounded him.

"What did Kuaidong say?"

Bai Yuan shook his head. "It can't be fully trusted. I'll tell you when the time is right."

'The Demon God still lives, and the Grand Ancestor Emperor is not dead.'

This news was simply too appalling. Telling everyone might shake the army's morale.

Besides, there was really no use in them knowing these things.

Seeing this, no one said another word.

None of the people who had reached their positions were fools.

They certainly understood that curiosity killed the cat.

If there were things they weren't supposed to know, it was best to pretend they didn't. Knowing too much was not a good thing.

...

「North of the Great Wall.」

On a desolate hill, a fierce wind howled.

Two figures stood ramrod straight on the hill.

"Should we go after him?"

The Tianxin Sect Leader gazed south, seeming to be able to see Kuaidong walking through the forest with a single glance.

Kuaidong was powerful, but in the eyes of a powerhouse at the Divinity Communication Barrier, he was still too weak.

Mo Tian shook his head. "No need. I want to see if Mr. Yuan left any contingency plans behind."

Kuaidong was able to leave the Northern Plains.

In fact, he had deliberately allowed it.

"Bai Yuan..."

He silently repeated the name in his mind. Ever since his revival, he had been extremely interested in that latter-day figure with the surname Yuan.

As someone who had met the Founding Ancestor of the Demon Sect,

Mo Tian understood that the "Demon Seed" was actually a metaphor.

Therefore, there was no such thing as a Demon Seed in this world; it was something created entirely by Mr. Yuan.

He was only using this identity to more easily control the Demon Sect and have them work for him.

Right now, he was merely a Martial Artist at the Mingxin Pass, while there were still many Divine Communication Powerhouses in the world. Therefore, he needed a Guardian, and the Tianxin Sect Leader was an excellent choice.

"What's so special about him, anyway?"

Mo Tian's interest was piqued even more.

Anyone valued by that Mr. Yuan was bound to be extraordinary.

But soon, Mo Tian's thoughts shifted to other matters.

"Someone else has reawakened."

He looked southwest.

There was a temple there, one very famous in Xuan Yang, for it was called Xuankong Temple.

Mo Tian knew very well.

He was far from the only 'sealer' in this world. The major sects had their own sealers too.

Because Mr. Yuan had shattered the world's fortune.

Most sealers would sense the change in the world and awaken as a result.

"How very interesting."

The corners of Mo Tian's mouth curved upward slightly.

He hadn't been chosen by the Demon God to be a sealer because of connections, but because he was just that brilliant.

So brilliant that even the Demon Sect Ancestor Master felt it was a pity.

He believed that if Mo Tian hadn't been born in the same era, he might have become his equal.

That's why the Demon Sect Ancestor Master gave Mo Tian a chance.

There were other sealers in situations similar to his.

These people were all the most stunning talents of their respective eras.

The geniuses of countless ages gathering in a single era—it was bound to be incredibly exciting.

Mo Tian was already starting to feel impatient.

"Even if you won't come to me, I'll just have to go find you."

He turned to look at the Tianxin Sect Leader.

"Pass down the order. Tomorrow, attack the city. I want—"