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Chapter 1567 - 449th Medal: Iconic Scenes - Dao Granny Chasing The Moon! The Truth of Illness Transformation! The Unifier of All Things_3

Chapter 1567: 449th Medal: Iconic Scenes - Dao Granny Chasing The Moon! The Truth of Illness Transformation! The Unifier of All Things_3

What kind of nobody dares to match wits with Them?

Just crush them to death, sort out the chaos and restore order!

As her voice faded, Gary Smith could see the blurred figure of the Daoist Granny appearing, chasing after the Divine Lunar Chariot.

Wherever she passed, the entire diseased River of History trembled, and many weak Domains of Sickness shattered from the diffusing aura, turning into nothingness.

In ancient times, Kuafu pursued the day; now, Daoist Granny chases the moon!

One by one, golden lotuses bloomed, with countless female arms stretching out, enveloped in sacred radiance, reaching towards them.

"Quick, speed up!!"

Gary Smith’s scalp tingled; he certainly didn’t want to be forcibly loved by Daoist Granny—the age difference... it really could kill a person. He urged the Moon Crow Divine Messenger to fly faster.

But the Moon Crow Divine Messenger lacked interest and ignored Gary Smith.

After having drunk just half a bottle of the remaining Golden Laurel Wine, expecting it to do more than its share of work was impossible.

"Let me try to stop the instructor... try the Li Shan Old Mother!" Kenny Ash volunteered himself, wanting to contribute his own strength, but Gary Smith ignored him.

They had crushed entire worlds; why would they care about a mere descendant like you?

Not only would it barely gain any time, but it might also be a trap left by the Li Shan Old Mother.

So Gary Smith didn’t bother with him; instead, he took out some of the junk food he had researched after successfully bribing the Void Heavenly Crystal Beast before, which included Moon Attribute!

Although it was useless for increasing strength, it won on taste.

"Screech!"

The Moon Crow Divine Messenger initially refused, but after taking a taste, its eyes suddenly lit up. Upon Gary Smith’s promise of a dozen more portions, it suddenly flapped its wings vigorously, traversing billions of miles in an instant, leveraging the power of the Eternal Moon and directly engaging in a chase.

To make Gary Smith feel he got his money’s worth, it performed several superb maneuvers, almost getting caught.

Scaring Gary Smith and the others so much their scalps tingled. Thankfully, in the end, the Moon Crow was just showing off and didn’t actually court death. They quickly entered onto the moon.

Before leaving, Gary Smith waved his hand without looking back and said:

"Don’t chase anymore, not taking disciples!"

As his voice fell, the Divine Lunar Chariot disappeared out of sight, as if it had been swallowed by the moon, leaving no trace.

The pursuing Daoist Granny stopped in place, looking at the Eternal Moon in the void. On her originally diseased body, a lazy sacredness suddenly emerged.

She couldn’t be bothered to search anymore!

Thus, She chose to return the same way She came, stepping out with a speed countless times faster than her pursuit.

Hum!

Where Daoist Granny passed, mysterious toad patterns emerged, diffusing the power of creation; the originally shattered world seemed to hit the rewind button, quickly repairing. Mountains and rivers reassembled, and the dead creatures were reshaped.

It was as if it had all been a dream, restored to the moment of the first moon landing!

In the Tang Dynasty’s Realm of Sickness,

"This counts as ascension, right?"

"To return with a beauty in arms, Son of Heavenly Principle is too fortunate!"

"The role model of our cultivators!"

Kenny Ash and the others marveled, completely forgetting about Daoist Granny Heavenly Venerate’s arrival.

Or rather...

She had never appeared in this timeline, so how could they have seen Her?

A few days later,

At the edge of the Tang Dynasty’s Realm of Sickness, a phantom of the River of History appeared, transforming into a portal.

A dozen figures dressed in modern clothes appeared, radiating a multitude of different systemic auras, but what they all had in common was the pathological aura caught in Gary Smith’s fleeting glance.

Leading them was a burly middle-aged man with a crew cut, exuding the steely aura of a soldier. Looking at the moon in the sky, he said solemnly, "Which dynasty’s diseased space-time is this? The fact that we’ve traveled so long means that this River of History goes back at least to before the Jin Dynasty."

"If it’s the Jin... that’s indeed troublesome, after all, the catalog of the Magic Jin books!"

The history of the Jin Dynasty was full of pits:

Everyone cooked together in one pot, filled with acquaintances!

"Although the danger level of a diseased space-time isn’t simply calculated by dynasty, the closer to the past, the deeper it sinks into history, the higher the risk escalates dramatically. It’s easy to give birth to uncontrollable colossal entities, which could even be connected to freakish immortal techniques.

It’s just that our country has such a long history, I envy Eagle Society—such a thin history book. But fortunately, they have the history of the natives that keeps looking after them." A long-haired youth, chewing gum, said.

Everyone else also nodded in agreement.

Thud, thud, thud!

Just as everyone was discussing, a steed came galloping in, only to slow down as it neared and transformed into a small tri-colored deer, bouncing and cuddling up to the short haired youth, affectionately nuzzling his hand.

"Angus Frostion, your Horse-into-Deer Technique is becoming more impressive; we didn’t even notice when it went out." A companion marveled beside him.

"Well, of course, it was a Historical Series Skill I obtained with great difficulty." Angus Frostion’s eyes gleamed with pride.

"Alright, stop showing off. Have you figured out which dynasty this is? I will tailor clothes for you all using the ’Human Clothing Technique’ to help blend into society."

Angus Frostion nodded, but his expression turned strange after receiving the information from the little deer. He hesitated before finally letting out a sigh and said, "This is the Tang Dynasty!"

"What, the Great Tang!"

"Which period? Don’t tell me it’s the end of the Tang!"

"Now we’re in trouble. I remember the top elites of the Regular History Bureau all perished during an operation in the Tang Dynasty timeline, only managing to send back news that it seemed they encountered the end of the Tang, the battle at the Xiangji Temple with the plague!"

"Those guys were seriously unlucky!"

"Let’s not talk about that; we are not much luckier."

"We thought by bringing medicine refined through the ’Fat of the Land Technique,’ we would be worry-free. Now, it seems we might as well eat our final meal beforehand."

"..."

Everyone discussed among themselves, the atmosphere growing heavy.

The middle-aged man felt such morale was unacceptable and encouraged them: "No matter what, we must find the source of the disease in this altered timeline and figure out a way to eradicate it. We absolutely cannot allow a distorted historical sickness from the Void to descend upon the modern day, twisting the Real World."

Everyone nodded, expressing their agreement.

Returning to the past doesn’t necessarily mean the actual history; it could also be a Void history derived from a certain timeline, a possibility in some kind of parallel world.

If not resolved, a large number of disease-altered histories from the same period would gradually overlap until...

All things converge.

Becoming a complete, disease-altered Great Tang that would impact the present!

Especially if they don’t eliminate a part of the disease sources, they wouldn’t be able to leave the Realm of Sickness.

Better to fight than to die fleeing!

The middle-aged man revealed a smile and encouraged, "Danger often comes with opportunity; it may let us advance even further."

In their world, removing a piece of the disease-altered space-time would bring various rewards, continuously making them stronger.

This also represented a form of Hope, enabling them to persevere.

After calming the team, the middle-aged man turned to Angus Frostion and said gravely: "Angus Frostion, we are ready. Just tell us, how severely has this timeline been altered?"

The rest held their breath, clenched their fists, and were ready to deal with the nightmare scenarios of the early or late Tang Dynasty.

If it was indeed the disease-altered battle at Xiangji Temple, they might as well go buy themselves coffins.

"..." After a moment of hesitation, Angus Frostion continued, "The source of the aberration in this world is a headless ancient immortal’s corpse, which accelerates the understanding of the laws and has spawned many diseased practices and beings, leading to Chaos."

"Ancient Immortal!"

Upon hearing this name, everyone’s hearts sank, feeling that the mortality rate was inevitably high, possibly leading to complete annihilation.

But soon, after Angus Frostion’s recount, their worries turned into shock!

The Dharma Vein Son of Heavenly Principle, upon his advent, swept across the Tianshi Dao, the Fire Dwelling Temple, and the Four Great Law Veins, secured the limbs of the ancient immortal, penetrated the Imperial Palace, suppressed a whole nation, seized the torso, and in the end...

Ascended with the Empress!

Now, the entire Realm of Sickness had only some trivial beings left unchecked. As long as the Four Great Law Veins intensified the cleanup, the historical timeline would be restored to normal soon.

Meaning, they just needed to find a place to lie low for a few days, and they could go home.

"What kind of divine hunk has descended?!"

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PS: A grand Chapter of 5700 words, seeking Monthly Tickets. Yellow Fur’s arrival was just a small corner of the Realm of Sickness, not the real Realm of Sickness. Taking back this part for subsequent Promotion, and afterwards, returning to the Main World.

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