Chapter 1504: Chapter 528: So It Was You! So It Was You!_3

Zhang Jing Qiu gazed at the blue planet just within reach and exhaled softly.

After years away from home, the wanderer returns today.

"Is this your homeland?"

Hel, standing beside him, curiously looked around. Today she had transformed her snake tail into long legs, her figure tall and lean, cradling a lazy, dozing tiger cub, with a black dragon earring dangling from her right ear.

"The suppression of any divine power or Dao power in this world has reached the extreme." Hel wrinkled her nose, "It’s similar to what Wuzhou asked around. Your homeland does seem like the remnants of the legendary ancient realm, the earliest Land of All Realms Unifying... It has long entered the era where all laws have vanished."

Over the years, Wuzhou fulfilled his commission, extracting from Red Lotus all she knew, combined with the information previously disclosed by Doumu Yuanjun, it was not difficult for Wuzhou to deduce some complete secrets.

For instance, in the earliest times, all sentient beings existed on the Other Shore. It was only due to an indescribable catastrophe that sentient beings fell from the Land of Origin into the True Spirit Heavenly Rank, reflecting all heavens and myriad existences, with True Spirits scattering into the stars across the sky.

And the reason Zhang Jing Qiu, despite being an ordinary person, was born on the Other Shore, is likely because his homeland is indeed the remnant of this legendary land, and he himself is one of the ancient survivors!

Zhang Jing Qiu closed his eyes, carefully comprehending the Great Daoist Principles of the world he was in. This was indeed a land where all laws were absent, the suppression of the Dao falling like a curtain, and with his now faintly transcending cultivation in the Mental Realm, he spent quite a bit of effort to sense the traces of the Time River.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, stepped forward, and the waves surged beneath his feet, connecting to the illusory Time River, finding the node before he "died."

Then, Zhang Jing Qiu led Hel and truly stepped onto this long-lost homeland, returning to the timeline when he was dying.

He looked up, his gaze piercing through time and space, seeing his parents in this life, his expression slightly complex.

This was the moment shortly after his death, his parents had just held his funeral, and found the diagnosis he hid, a phrase "gray-haired parents burying their black-haired child," saying all the pains of the Human World.

Hel was absorbing and comprehending the various cultural histories of this world, understanding it profoundly in a very short time, no less than seasoned scholars.

"I finally know why you would know Dou Mu’s true name." Hel murmured, "Though this realm has no laws, it’s like a mirror that often reflects fleeting fragments from the Outer Realm. Just because Heaven and Earth does not allow Daoist Skill, those messages can only be transformed into stories, dramas, movies, or oral traditions of supernatural tales and worship beliefs..."

Zhang Jing Qiu nodded slightly: "Field investigation has made me realize Earth’s peculiarities have exceeded my expectations. I have just interfered with the River of Time, already provoking suppression from Heaven and Earth. You be cautious next, do not take action."

Just as he advised, Hel acted, changing their clothing to fit better with this era.

Within moments, her grasp of the customs and etiquette here had surpassed that of the native inhabitants.

"How did you die back then, sacrificing to save someone?" Hel suddenly asked.

"Back then, even if I didn’t save someone, my body wouldn’t have lasted much longer." Zhang Jing Qiu walked forward, "I hope this time, I can resolve some of my doubts."

The battle with Doumu Yuanjun was over, yet many questions at that time still haven’t been answered until now.

And at this moment.

Someone suddenly knocked into his calf, or rather... pounced onto his calf!

Zhang Jing Qiu lowered his head and looked at his feet; it was a boy, three or four years old, innocent and cute, looking at him with wide, dark eyes.

"You... it’s you?!"

The woman hurriedly following seemed to be the boy’s mother, and upon seeing Zhang Jing Qiu’s face, she couldn’t help but exclaim, her eyes a mix of shock and surprise, waving to her husband:

"Husband, husband, look at this young man, isn’t he..."

The arriving man, after seeing Zhang Jing Qiu’s face clearly, also showed surprise, grasping his wife’s outstretched hand, their fingers intertwined, both felt the shock within each other’s hearts, a shock akin to seeing a deceased person standing before them.

They didn’t even immediately attend to their child clinging to Zhang Jing Qiu’s calf.

And at this moment.

Zhang Jing Qiu looked down at the boy by his feet, dazed for a long time, finally a sense of relief appearing in his eyes.

The realization in that moment transcended all; it was as if life’s greatest confusion had found its ultimate answer, leaving no confusion or worries.

A feeling of unprecedented release arose spontaneously.

From then on, Zhang Jing Qiu patched the last flaw that had always existed within his spirit!

He lifted the boy who was dancing and kicking his legs in his arms, and unexpectedly let out a rare, loud laugh, repeating four words:

"So it was you!"

"So it was you!"

"So it was you!"

In a past life, the river water was cold, and as his muscles failed, he slowly sank to the bottom, but the child pulled ashore had not cried, merely staring blankly at him.

Now that child was right before his eyes, in his hands, dancing as if he were flying, and laughing with glee.

The root of all karma returned to the starting point at this moment.

Life is like a book; all the people and events we encounter are foreshadows left early in the pages.

Those seemingly casual beginnings will at some future turn meet with the destined ending.

Such is the saying, "no coincidence, no story."

Some connections are marvelously indescribable.

Zhang Jing Qiu, in a voice only the boy could hear, softly said:

Hello, Senior You.

Perhaps, I should also call you...

Master He.