The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 2302 - 2299: Destiny

This time node of the Luotian Grand Jiao was watched by many.

And what that reverberation represents, only a few know.

Ye Xuan is among them.

That is not the unsealing of Heavenly Dao Suppression, but a signal even more astonishing.

The prophecy can surpass the grand flourishing era of the Emperor Era; it will be very chaotic!

It depends on who can seize the top honors.

"On the last day, I still can’t sleep well."

Ye Xuan rubbed the back of his head, murmuring softly.

If you can’t sleep well.

Then don’t sleep.

Ye Xuan rises and heads to Immortal Capital Pavilion.

As the foremost of the Seventy-two Blessed Lands of Daoist, the Pavilion is established in the east of Earth State.

It is also the most famous Daoist Sacred Land in Earth State.

Among the Xuanhuang Great World, the most famous four Daoist Sacred Lands are Immortal Capital Pavilion, Earth Lungs Mountain, Dragon Tiger Mountain, Pengxuan Cave Heaven.

Except for Pengxuan Cave Heaven, the first three are among the Seventy-two Blessed Lands.

Because within the Daoists, whether it’s the Ten Grotto Heavens or Thirty-six Grotto Heavens, they are more low-key, hidden in nature, uncontentious with the world.

But all major Blessed Lands, although having this philosophy, still enter the world to select disciples.

So comparatively speaking, their fame will be higher.

Especially Immortal Capital Pavilion.

In this world.

Many forces believe that Immortal Capital Pavilion will add another Daoist Ancestor to Daoist.

After all, the top of the Mystic Yellow List once always came from Immortal Capital Pavilion’s Zhou Ye.

Even though later Ye Xuan surpassed him.

No matter what, Zhou Ye’s strength is not to be underestimated.

Especially after he stepped onto Emperor Road, everyone knows, this young Taoist, will eventually grow into a terrifying Daoist Ancestor.

It’s just a matter of time.

These days, Zhou Ye has been observing the Five-Colored Sky Covering Cloth.

Though the initiation ceremony of Luotian Grand Jiao does not require him as a junior to assist, as a Daoist disciple, he has a great obsession with Luotian Grand Jiao.

"I don’t know if the scenes I saw on Emperor Road are real..."

Zhou Ye stands in a Floating Pavilion, at the window, looking at the scenery outside, with a trace of worry in his heart.

He walks the Destiny Dao.

Can see many images of the future.

The greatest reason for his obsession with Luotian Grand Jiao is because he once saw images of Luotian Grand Jiao on Emperor Road.

On the last day of Luotian Grand Jiao, a major event will occur, overturning All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

A terrible battle that could destroy the heavens and the earth will take place.

Even at the start point of Luotian Grand Jiao in Earth State, astonishing battles will appear.

And in those scenes, he saw the figure of Ye Xuan.

Saw the figures of many who also walk Emperor Road.

Even more, saw many existences never before seen.

"Today is the last day..."

Under the sleeves, Zhou Ye’s hands slowly clenched, a hint of gravity in his eyes.

But there is a deep sense of helplessness within his heart.

The more he cultivates the Destiny Dao, the more he understands the power of destiny, fundamentally unchangeable...

Even if he knows certain things will happen in the future, he has no way to prevent them.

"What are you thinking?"

At this moment, a familiar voice comes from behind.

Zhou Ye is instantly stunned, turning to the Black Robe youth sitting at the tea table, pouring tea leisurely, and cupping his hands, "Little Taoist Zhou Ye, greets Young Lord Ye Xuan."

The Black Robe youth is none other than Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan pours himself a cup of tea, casually picks it up, swirls it in front of himself, inhales a wisp of tea aroma, and reveals a smile: "Tell me about the scenes you saw."

Zhou Ye looks up at Ye Xuan, his face full of confusion.

Seems hard to believe.

Ye Xuan smiles slightly: "Long ago, I too walked the Destiny Dao."

To be precise, he has traversed every Dao in the world.

Zhou Ye opens his mouth but doesn’t know where to start.

Or perhaps, it seems there is a force obstructing him, making it impossible for him to speak.

After a moment.

Zhou Ye sighs despairingly, sitting across from Ye Xuan, listlessly lying on the table, sighing: "Young Lord Ye, Little Taoist can’t do it."

Ye Xuan blows on the tea in the cup, takes a slow sip, and asks: "Hasn’t Zhou Xuanlin told you?"

Zhou Ye abruptly stands up, looking shocked.

Ye Xuan, however, ignores Zhou Ye’s shock, simply says: "When I first met you, I felt a bit familiar with you, later seen Zhou Xuanlin in the Heavenly Domain, and mostly understood."

Zhou Ye stands there, not knowing how to respond.

This is Zhou Ye’s first time feeling so at a loss after becoming a Quasi-Emperor.

"Who is Zhou Xuanlin to you?"

Ye Xuan looks up at Zhou Ye who is standing there bewildered, calmly says.

Zhou Ye opens his mouth, frankly says: "He is my second grandfather."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan thinks for a moment, mutters: "That lad indeed mentioned he had such a bloodline..."

Zhou Ye hears this, his eyes widen.

He catches the keyword in Ye Xuan’s words.

’That lad.’

Zhou Ye looks at the youth figure of Ye Xuan before him and asks the question that’s lingered in his mind for a long time: "Young Lord Ye, are you... a Great Emperor reincarnated?"

Ye Xuan glances at Zhou Ye, smiles indifferently: "That’s all the scope?"

Zhou Ye is stupefied.

Ye Xuan does not dwell on this topic, calmly says: "To return to the matter at hand, I know what you saw, don’t concern yourself with those."

Zhou Ye cannot help but recall those scenes, his face becoming somewhat grim: "Those are irresistible."

That deep sense of helplessness torments Zhou Ye.

Ye Xuan puts down the teacup, slowly stands up, walks to the window, gazes into the distance, saying softly: "People are accustomed to calling those irresistible things, destiny."

Zhou Ye looks at Ye Xuan’s back, heart deeply shaken.

Ye Xuan continues: "That’s a manifestation of powerlessness, which I dislike greatly."

Ye Xuan reaches out his right hand, as if to grasp the world in one hand.

His gaze is calm, speaking unhurriedly: "Why do people pursue powerful strength?"

"Naturally to oppose those irresistible things."

"To achieve the impossible."

"This is your own destiny."

"If you can’t see this point clearly, your Destiny Dao is likely at its end."

Ye Xuan lowers his right hand, disappearing without a trace.

He didn’t come to the Pavilion specifically to find Zhou Ye.

Just sensed from afar that this guy’s state was very off, came to give some enlightenment.

After all, he’s a promising young man.

Can’t let him succumb.

After Ye Xuan leaves the Floating Pavilion, he arrives at the true Pavilion!

Looking from afar, as if an Immortal Platform proudly stands atop the Sky Dome!

Immortal aura abounds.

At this moment.

On that Pavilion, the nine Divine Altars required for Luotian Grand Jiao had been prepared.

Ye Xuan’s approach also drew the attention of many strong figures at the Pavilion.

But upon realizing it was Ye Xuan, no one went to question him.

Because before Ye Xuan arrived, the Pavilion had received orders from the highest-ranked Four Symbols Daoist Ancestor within the sect.