Unparalleled Talisman God

There was no day and night here, no time, no day and night. There was only nothingness and the endless aura of primal chaos in the surroundings.    

In the void, a point of light that was like a campfire suddenly lit up. It was like a ball of flame dancing in the void, as if it was a newly born life form.    

"Where am I? "Where am I? Am I still alive?"    

Within the jumping light spots, there was a trace of fluctuation. It seemed to be endless confusion.    

It was as if he wanted to know who he was and where he was, and this ball of light continued to drift about in the chaos.    

There was no direction, no night, no concept of time. It was unknown just how long this mass of light had been floating in the void.    

"That's right, I am Xiao Yu, and also Zi Chen. The Zhi Zun of the Ten Realms and I stepped onto the road to heaven, saw Mo Shang, and also saw that mysterious existence. Is the battle over?"    

It was unknown how many years had passed, but this feeling of loss gradually brought back to him the events of the past.    

After he recovered his memories, with a thought, his physical body was reborn, forming a new body. In the chaos, he turned into a young man.    

"They... Is it all gone? " Walking in the endless primal chaos, Xiao Yu's voice trembled slightly.    

In the primal chaos, there was no time. He didn't know whether that great battle had lasted for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years!    

All he knew was that all the people who had set foot on this path had disappeared.    

At this time, the Indestructible Yin-yang Scripture was once again channeling on its own within his body. After countless years, it was created to go against the will of death, allowing him to regain a sliver of consciousness.    

This thread of consciousness took countless years before he was able to regain his memories and recall the various great Daos of the past. Only then was he able to be reborn and condense his fleshly body.    

"We won this war?" Wandering in the endless primal chaos, there was no longer any life there, the mysterious existence, Mo Shang, White-clothed Hall Master, Moon God ?    

Everyone had disappeared, only he was reborn again. Other than that, the mysterious supreme being and Mo Shang, had also disappeared.    

"So what if we destroy that supreme being? Everyone was gone! Only I am still alive, so is this a victory or a defeat? " In Xiao Yu's heart, it was hard to say what that felt like.    

After the battle, both the mysterious existence and Mo Shang had been killed, and no longer existed. At the same time, the Zhi Zun who had stepped on this path, could no longer return, and had completely disappeared.    

Was this a victory or a defeat?    

He wandered around the primal chaos with a blank look on his face, trying to find even one person who was still alive.    

It was unknown how many times Xiao Yu searched within the Primal Chaos without a trace of time, as though he had searched for millions and millions of years. However, he still did not manage to find anything, nor did he find anything.    

"Perhaps, they have already left, and I am the only one left here."    

"Maybe I should go back and see. Qianyu is still waiting for me."    

Xiao Yu comforted himself and gave up on searching. After spending an unknown amount of time, he once again found the path he came from and followed it back to the Ten Realms.    

Finally, he returned to the Ten Realms after following this long path to heaven. Everything seemed to be the same, and when he used his divine will to search this world, he was unable to find any of the auras he wanted to find.    

None of the people who had set foot on that road had returned!    

"They didn't come back, and I'm the only one left alive?" He didn't know what to use to describe his feelings. There was a sense of loss, a sense of emptiness.    

His grudge with Mo Shang, as well as the causes and effects of that mysterious existence, had all been resolved. However, for some reason, there was no joy or excitement in his heart, only an empty feeling of nothingness.    

It was as if someone had dug up a piece of his heart. Now that everything was over, he could not feel any joy.    

This kind of blankness continued for a long time until he saw a figure standing on an isolated island in the distance, looking as if he had been standing there all this time.    

As if the empty space in his heart had been filled, a spark of life appeared in Xiao Yu's empty eyes. With a whoosh, he walked towards the island.    

When he arrived at the front of the island, he did not immediately land on the ground. Fear filled his heart. It was as if he had passed tens of millions of years in the primal chaos. Was his wife really still alive after all these years?    

He didn't dare to be sure, afraid that everything before him was an illusion and not real.    

Standing in the air, Xiao Yu didn't land on the ground for a long time. He was afraid that the moment he landed, the scene in front of him would be broken.    

"Shua!"    

Suddenly, a figure flew over and a Little Boy appeared. He looked at Xiao Yu warily and asked, "Who are you, what are you doing here?"    

Seeing this Little Boy, Xiao Yu was stunned, tears welled up in his eyes, it was difficult to put into words, the feeling of being connected to another blood vessels spread out, even without explanation, he knew the identity of this Little Boy in front of him.    

His tears fell like rain, and everything seemed like it was a lifetime ago. He said with a trembling voice that was filled with disbelief, "You're called ? "What's your name?"    

When Little Boy saw that this person did not have any hostility, he silently cried. He felt it was strange, but his vigilance had diminished a lot as he said, "My name is Xiao Yun, I am the son of Ninth Heaven Star Lord's Xiao Yu!"    

Xiao Yu was startled, her entire body started trembling uncontrollably as tears fell uncontrollably, but she was unable to say a single word.    

"Shua!"    

Another figure also flew over, a girl with jade carvings appeared, and came to Little Boy's side. Seeing Xiao Yu whose eyes were filled with tears, the girl secretly asked Little Boy out of curiosity: "Brother, who is this person? I feel that he's very strange, but I don't know why, but seeing him cry makes my heart feel a little uncomfortable. "    

The girl's words did not escape Xiao Yu's ears. He trembled even more violently and said with a trembling voice: "You ? is he also the child of the Ninth Heaven Star Lord? "    

"Of course!" The little girl proudly raised her head and said, "My name is Xiao Yu. Mother said that father is the most amazing person in the world."    

As she spoke, her bright eyes dimmed and she whispered, "However, I've never seen father before. He went somewhere very far away, but mother said that he will definitely come back one day!"    

At this moment, Xiao Yu could no longer say a single word; he was just like a block of wood, frozen on the spot.    

"Weird, who are you? Why do I feel a familiar aura from you?" The girl Xiao Yu curiously sized Xiao Yu up and suddenly exclaimed, "Do you know our father?"    

Know him? Xiao Yu's tears fell as he smiled. In the eyes of the two children, he was even more incomprehensible.    

"Pata!"    

Suddenly, there was movement from behind him. The figure standing in front of the house turned around and looked in his direction when he heard the sound of a pair of children flying.    

When she saw him, she froze in place, and tears rolled down her cheeks. Just like Xiao Yu, she couldn't say a single word.    

"Qianyu!" Xiao Yu finally landed on the ground. No matter if everything in front of him was an illusion or not, when he saw Lan Qianyu's face, he could no longer control himself and landed on the ground, hugging the figure tightly.    

Nestling in Xiao Yu's embrace, Lan Qianyu silently shed tears, and couldn't say a single word.    

The couple embraced each other and cried.    

When Xiao Yun and Xiao Yu saw their mother crying, their eyes widened. They looked at each other, and after a while, Xiao Yu suddenly jumped up and exclaimed, "I know, big brother, this weirdo is our father!"    

Little Boy Xiao Yun was also stunned as he watched the two in his embrace from afar, but he did not dare step forward to interrupt his parents who he had just reunited with.    

After a long while, Lan Qianyu's tears slowly stopped flowing. They snuggled up to Xiao Yu's chest and said: "Yu'er, Yu'er, why aren't you coming over yet?"    

Hearing this, the two little fellows dared to step forward. Xiao Yun seemed to be more sensible and Xiao Yu was more lively and cute, her large eyes staring at Xiao Yu's body.    

Before Lan Qianyu could say anything, she had already jumped onto Xiao Yu's shoulder and tightly held onto Xiao Yu's neck, shouting: "Father, you must be my father right? Mother said that you will definitely return, Mother didn't lie to me!"    

Xiao Yun only dared to watch from the side, his eyes full of hope, but he didn't dare to move forward.    

The reunion of his family finally happened. This kind of family love that was thicker than water made Xiao Yu speechless for a long time. Lan Qianyu also shed tears again as he cried with joy.    

This was an indescribable feeling. Bloodline affection. This was the most intimate and sincere emotion in the world, and there was nothing to replace it.    

Seeing his own bloodline, Xiao Yu forgot everything, and his empty heart suddenly filled up like never before.    

He had lived on the island, and he had accompanied his wife and children every day. He had experienced many ups and downs, and now, these peaceful and simple days seemed even more precious to him.    

It was only during this period of time that he found out that although tens of millions of years had passed in the Primal Chaos, it only lasted a few short years in the Ten Realms.    

The outside of the world and the inside of the world were two completely different places.    

Although it had only been a few years, to the couple, it felt like a lifetime had passed.    

In the chaos of the nine days, he did not make a move to calm down, nor did he participate in it. He only stayed with his wife and children as if he was indifferent to the matters of the world.    

Only after a period of time had passed did he finally pick up his cultivation, condensing stars and activating Indestructible Yin-yang Scripture.    

He was trying to use this scripture to bring back those who had died, but it wasn't easy. He didn't know how long it would take for those who had disappeared to reappear in the world.    

Year after year passed in such a manner. The mysterious entity disappeared, and the Ten Realms also gradually changed. They grew closer and closer, as if they were once again becoming a part of the Ten Realms.    

When that day comes, the world will truly be perfect, and the Grand Dao will be perfect.    

As time passed, Xiao Yu didn't even want to go into the details anymore. He only knew to repeat it every single day, continuously circulating his Indestructible Yin-yang Scripture and condensing stars, hoping to revive the dead Zhi Zun.    

After an unknown number of years, he finally revived a supreme being and returned to the Tenth World.    

This couldn't help but give him a huge boost of inspiration, and the Indestructible Yin-yang Scripture and the Indestructible Yin-yang Scripture continued to circulate throughout the day, not stopping for a single moment.    

Year after year, months flowed like water. More and more Supremes were being resurrected by Xiao Yu, and they had successfully returned from the road to heaven.    

Finally, Xiao Yu's disciples, Blood Scale, Moyu, and Xiao Hei Xiaobai, after countless years, returned to the world once more.    

Master Haoxu, Ling Huang, Moon God, White-clothed Hall Master, these people had all returned, and were resurrected by Xiao Yu.    

In the end, all the people who had set foot on the road to heaven had all returned, leaving behind only the last Moon God. Xiao Yu had tried many times, but the Moon God had yet to reappear, as if he had completely disappeared from the world.