Guarding the River of Time-Chapter 336 - 327: Settling the Long River, The Blank Portrait

Chapter 336: Chapter 327: Settling the Long River, The Blank Portrait

The Long River under the night is always so tranquil.

But now, the tranquility has vanished. A flood, like a meteor falling from the sky, crashes into the calm lake, turning the tranquility into a roaring sound, beginning to spread through the Long River...

Su Mu steps over and stands at the center of the river.

He looks up at the flood rushing towards him, his gaze calm, an ancient stillness beneath his pupils, with a hint of madness lurking deep inside.

.....

A few seconds before the flood’s arrival.

In the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm, on Nanmu Island.

In the Cyan Fragrance Courtyard, the bright moon hangs high in the night sky, casting down its radiant moonlight.

A slender girl with her eyes covered by a silk-white scarf sits quietly at the wooden table under the locust tree, writing a scroll.

The moonlight, like a light gauze, shrouds the girl, as if enveloping her in a layer of sacred white robe, faint and soft.

Crack—

Suddenly, the brush in the girl’s hand inexplicably snaps and falls from her hands, staining the scroll on the table with ink.

The girl stares at the broken brush in front of her, dumbfounded.

The brush tip is made of soft feathers, the grip of sturdy mysterious wood, so why would it break in the middle?

At this moment, the girl slowly lifts her head, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

She looks for several seconds, suddenly her pupils constrict.

She stands up, turns around, and walks into the house, looking up at the painting hanging on the Divine Cabinet, freezing in place.

The painting on the wall of the Divine Cabinet suddenly turned blank, leaving only a sheet of blank paper.

The girl stares at this blank painting for a long time, her gaze penetrating the blank canvas, attempting to see into some unknown world, an unpredictable future.

Soon, her "vision" suddenly goes black, unable to see anything clear.

It feels like several invisible large hands blindfold her eyes, preventing her from seeing anything clearly.

She retracts her "vision," only then does she realize that a trace of blood is oozing from the corner of her mouth.

The girl turns pale, her body swaying, barely steadying herself by holding the door.

The painting on the Divine Cabinet is the owner’s portrait.

It has always hung on the wall, worshipped, representing the highest sanctity and faith of the Heaven Shepherd Alliance.

But now, the painting remains, but the person in the painting is gone.

She had just utilized her abilities, even at the cost of her life force, forcibly opened the "Wisdom Eye" to peer into it.

But couldn’t see anything clearly....

Or rather, when about to see, it got obscured by several invisible large hands.

Her heart is no longer calm, even though the Heaven Shepherd Alliance has faced greater catastrophes, her heart remained steady, as she is "Wisdom," she must not be upset.

But now, even though she tried hard to calm down and stay cool, she couldn’t manage it.

Once her heart is in chaos, she can’t see anything clearly.

.....

The girl turns around, steps into the courtyard, and rings the nine wind chimes on the locust tree.

Nine simultaneous chimes indicate a life-and-death crisis for the Heaven Shepherd Alliance.

The nine chimes sound, a call between life and death!

...

Ten breaths after the nine wind chimes rung.

The gate of the Cyan Fragrance Courtyard was slammed open.

The eldest, the third, the fourth sister, and Xiao Wu arrived at the same time.

They stood in the courtyard, looking nervously at Dong’Er. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

.....

The nine wind chimes summon all the highest authorities of the Heaven Shepherd Alliance to gather.

The third brother hurried back immediately after hearing the chimes, even though he could have won the battle he was leading, without hesitation, returned as quickly as possible.

The fourth sister, not in the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm, crushed the Space-Time Coordinate Stone upon hearing the chimes, instantly transporting herself here.

Xiao Wu did the same, using his trump card to come back as quickly as possible at the first sound of the chimes.

...

At this moment, in the Profound Qilin Immortal Realm, within the Supreme Profound Divine Sect’s ancestral land.

An elder in a blue robe hears the sound of the nine chimes in his mind, suddenly opens his eyes, and stands up.

With a wave of his hand, he strikes the ancestral Copper Bell.

The next moment.

Ten cultivators arrive in the ancestral land.

Some wear Golden Armor, some drape Battle Robes, others wear Purple Robe and Profound Clothes, and three are young individuals with strong auras.

These ten are the core members of the Supreme Profound Divine Sect.

"Patriarch."

All ten knelt down, calling to the blue-robed elder above.

...

"Lin Yi!"

Lin Xuan called to a man in a Golden Robe below.

The next moment, a tall, imposing young man in Golden Robe steps forward: "Patriarch, I am here!"

"From today on, Lin Yi is the next Sect Leader successor of our Supreme Profound Divine Sect."

"Lin Dao, Lin Zhan, Lin Kui!"

"Present!"

The next moment, a middle-aged man in Golden Armor, a middle-aged man in Purple Robe, and a middle-aged man in a Battle Robe stood forward.

"The three of you, support Lin Yi well, nurture him until he can shoulder this responsibility."

"Should any mishap occur, I will address it without mercy!"

"We will remember the Patriarch’s words!"

The three clasp their fists, their voices sonorous and resounding.

"Patriarch, is this..."

Everyone could tell the Patriarch was arranging matters, each of them looking sorrowful and mournful.

"If I don’t return, support Lin Yi, stabilize the major situation in Supreme Profound, and stabilize the Profound Qilin Immortal Realm."

"Though I am your Patriarch..."

At this point, Lin Xuan does not continue but rises into the air, shattering the Crystal Stone in his hand, entering the void, heading somewhere.

"But I am also their Xiao Liu."

This sentence Lin Xuan did not utter but murmured in his heart.

.....

"Patriarch....is he going to die?"

A young man in a blue training suit, face pale, sat on the ground.

His name is Lin Chong, the youngest descendant of the Supreme Profound Divine Sect’s direct line, extremely talented, with a determined character, diligent in cultivation, and capable of accomplishing tasks.

But at this moment, he sat bewildered on the ground.

Pa—

A loud slap sounded in the ancestral land.

A silent young man in Golden Robe lifted Lin Chong up and slapped him.

Lin Chong, looking at his older brother, was dumbfounded.

"The Patriarch is not just our Patriarch!"

"The Patriarch won’t protect us for a lifetime!"

"The Patriarch isn’t going to die; he’s just doing what he’s supposed to do, even if it leads to death, that’s still right!"

"We cultivators, we people, live under the big tree but can’t live under it forever."

"Stand up straight!"

In that shout of anger, Lin Chong stood up straight.

Looking at his usually gentle and elegant older brother, it seemed he had changed; perhaps at that moment, he truly recognized his brother.

Subsequently, Lin Yi turned, bowed deeply in front of the three middle-aged men:

"Uncle, Third Uncle, Seventh Uncle, thank you."

After saying this, he turned, step by step, walked out of the ancestral land, without saying another word, nor turning back.

.....

In the Ancient Wilderness Immortal Realm, within the Cyan Fragrance Courtyard.

An elder in a blue robe rushed into the small courtyard.