Chapter 535: Separation of Three Realms

When the plane was first created, all three realms were mixed together. Only when the Heavenly Dao was created, and the nomological force was formed, did the division of three realms start. And what Lonemoon had to do now was to divide the three realms. So long as the three realms were completely separated, the problem of the human race that Hong Meng worried about would no longer exist. In addition to that, there were all of Lonemoon’s earlier efforts which established Daoist teachings among the humans. Though they still couldn’t fight the divine race, they were no longer completely defenseless.

Hong Meng gave them a crash course on how to divide the realms. If it was only dividing up the land, it’d naturally be easy, just like directly tearing up a piece of paper into three layers. But dividing realms was different, because though the three realms were divided, they were still linked with one another, or they wouldn’t be a complete plane. Just like the plane earlier, though the boundary between realms couldn’t be crossed, there were still realm gates to connect them.

“How then?” Lonemoon frowned. It had to be separated yet connected, did he mean to fold the plane? But wouldn’t that crush the lower-layer beings?

“This is actually quite easy to solve.” Hong Meng hurried to say earnestly, “We just need to arrange the original source, which is the River of Forgetfulness of this plane, properly. But because there is no Meng Po here, we will still have to trouble Sir to arrange the River of Forgetfulness yourself.”

“How to arrange?” That small ball of original source purple gas back then had already grown into a big river, covering the whole plane.

“You just need to make a trip to the center of the purple gas.” Hong Meng hurried to say, “You only need to help me return it to the original state, and after the three realms are divided, change it back.”

Lonemoon pressed his forehead. He also had no other way, now that he had already accepted the responsibility of this mess. Therefore, he gave Fatty a few reminders, and then left with Hong Meng, dragging a master and her disciple with him. “Don’t you two be idle!”

That place that Hong Meng talked about was actually not very far from his Purple Night Palace… No, Purple Night Lawn was all that was left of it now. After all, that was the center of the whole plane. Hong Meng finally revived his plane after so much longing, and he was naturally very nervous about the original source purple gas, that he didn’t even dare to live too far from it.

He even used up half of his God Power to completely isolate it, in case ignorant members of the divine race went inside and destroyed it. This was also part of the reason he couldn’t beat those twelve divine races.

They followed him looking all the way. They went past countless traps and arrays on their way, some of which even Hong Meng himself forgot about, and they were almost shut outside, and only entered after spending some efforts to solve the array. Lonemoon expressed strong condemnation of such unreliable behavior of his, and then… spent two hours cursing him.

Finally, they reached the center of the original source purple gas. That was a plain-looking desolate patch of land. It was so desolate that not even a plant grew on it, but in their eyes, the scene was completely different. That was an endless wave of purple, like a purple ocean hanging in the sky, making the whole world purple in its reflection.

Connecting to that purple sea were many rivers wide and narrow. They reached out in all directions to every corner of the plane. Even Lonemoon was momentarily shocked by the scene in front of him. He didn’t expect that the original source which was the size of a well back then had already grown so huge right now. It seemed that Hong Meng really did protect it with all his heart these years.

“Sir, this is the center of the original source,” said Hong Meng with a little pride.

The corner of Lonemoon’s mouth twitched. “You’re f*cking asking us to contain so big an ocean?” You must be joking. What could he use to contain it?

“This is, of course, not to be kept directly.” explained Hong Meng. “The original source is different now from the past. To completely control it, we may have to go nearer towards the center.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Go!” urged Lonemoon.

“Alright!” Hong Meng finally continued to fly inside. In an instant, their figures were swallowed by large waves of purple gases. The further inside, the thicker the aura of the original source. Around them, they could see nothing but the purple waves. Lonemoon followed behind Hong Meng, and at the same time he had to let out his divine perception to go towards the center in which the purple gas was the thickest.

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Perhaps it was an illusion, but he somehow felt that the further he flew, the deeper that purple went. It gave him the illusion of darkness, as if a monster as tall as the sky was coming right towards them…

Roar~

Holy shit! So it wasn’t an illusion, but a real monster!

Lonemoon hurried to drag Hong Meng back towards the side. In the next moment, a claw the size of a mountain slammed down beside his body with a bang, bringing up a wild gust of wind which blew away the purple gas in front of his eyes. The wind was so strong that even Lonemoon felt a bit unstable.

“What the hell is this?!”

Only then did Lonemoon see that it was a huge monster the same height as the sky. He couldn’t even see its head, and its lower body was completely immersed in original source purple gas. Around its body were patterns of black and white circles, like a zebra. And those patterns were moving continuously without a fixed pattern. Its whole body was surrounded by these two colors, and no specific shape could be identified. And an aura he had never seen before came out of its whole body, it seemed to… not belong to any plane.

“This… is a Beast of Chaos!” Hong Meng gasped, his face full of disbelief.

“What beast of chaos?” asked Lonemoon.

“That’s a monster that grows in primordial chaos.” explained Hong Meng, even more panicked. “He must have arrived at this plane following the living beings of this plane, and nourished by the primordial qi on those beings, that’s why it hid in the original source of the plane the whole time.”

“Why didn’t you say earlier about such an important matter!” Things from the chaos were more terrible than things from another plane!

“I… I also didn’t know!” Hong Meng’s face was full of anxiety. Should it be allowed to stay here, after it had sucked all the primordial qi, it will start with the original source purple gas.

“Shen Ying, this thing…” Lonemoon looked back at a certain person habitually, only to find an emptiness behind him. That familiar figure wasn’t actually there. “Holy shit! Where did she go?” Did she have to be absent at every important moment? Hello?

Lonemoon seemed to have also just realized that Shen Ying and Chef who stayed behind the whole time were gone. He was stunned for a second. “We probably lost them just now because the purple gas was too thick.”

“Shit!” Lonemoon really wanted to curse right now.

Yet another gust of wild wind swept in front of his eyes, with the momentum that seemed to be able to crush everything. Lonemoon’s hand turned and the fan in his hand turned into a longsword instantly. He grabbed Hong Meng beside him and flashed towards the side.

He didn’t care anymore! He could only attack right now. Fortunately, though this Beast of Chaos was powerful, its movement was very slow. He wasn’t completely without hope.

“Sir…” Hong Meng’s standing was a bit unstable. The primordial qi brought about by that giant beast could directly erode the God Power in his body.

“Get away and don’t be a bother!” With that said, Lonemoon turned his hand and threw Hong Meng out like a ball.