A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 128

Chapter 128: The Man on the Throne

“Great Grandfather, do you know where Yifan has gone? I haven’t been able to reach him for such a long time, and I’m a bit worried.”

At that moment, Lin Zixin had arrived in front of Wu Hao, accompanied by Wu Dong, her face full of concern.

Wu Dong also wore a serious expression as he asked, “Ancestor, my father would never take so long without contacting us.”

Currently, Wu Dong had advanced to the Initial Stage of Tribulation Crossing after some time, and his talent was even more outstanding than that of Wu Yifan and the others.

After all, none of the descendants of the Child of Destiny could be considered ordinary.

Su Qiaoran, who was nearby, also curiously inquired, “Yes, Husband, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen Yifan. Do you know where he went?”

Even Wu Yidao and the others would occasionally pop up in the Group Chat, but only Wu Yifan had vanished without a trace since he entered God Burial Valley a few years ago, as if he had evaporated from the world.

Seeing Lin Zixin’s eager expression, Wu Hao couldn’t help but sigh, then spoke seriously. “Yifan has gone into God Burial Valley.”

“What!”

Hearing Wu Hao’s words, Su Qiaoran’s vision darkened, and she almost fainted. After all, what kind of place did she consider God Burial Valley to be? It was even more terrifying than the four major forbidden zones. If one entered a forbidden zone, there was still a chance to come back, but there was no precedent for anyone coming out of God Burial Valley.

Beside her, Wu Dong was also startled and hurriedly supported Lin Zixin. “Mother, don’t get too worked up; Dad isn’t dead yet.”

Hearing Wu Dong’s words, Lin Zixin seemed to grasp onto a lifeline, turning to Wu Hao with a plea in her eyes as she said, “Great Grandfather, Yifan should be alright, right?”

“Don’t worry, he’s fine. He’s just lost his way inside God Burial Valley. With his current cultivation level, he won’t be able to come out for a while.”

Wu Hao spoke; he was fully aware of Wu Yifan’s situation. After all, the cultivation progress reported back from Wu Yifan had never stopped, so how could anything have gone wrong?

Moreover, Wu Yifan was the Child of Destiny—if he were to die so easily, he wouldn’t be considered the Child of Destiny.

Hearing that Wu Yifan was not dead, Lin Zixin finally let out a sigh of relief. As the female lead, she had long been completely devoted to Wu Yifan. Perhaps due to her proud disposition, she hadn’t said anything about it, but that was indeed the case.

“Great Grandfather, can I go in and search for my father?”

After seeing that her mother was fine, Wu Dong stood up, his expression extremely serious as he spoke.

However, before Wu Hao could respond, Lin Zixin promptly interrupted him without hesitation.

“No, your father is a Great Emperor. If he can get lost inside, what would happen to you if you went in?”

“That’s right. You’re not like your father; at least he has his formidable cultivation level to rely on. Unless you break through to Quasi-Emperor, there’s no talk of you entering God Burial Valley.”

Wu Hao also said firmly from the side. Wu Yifan was the Child of Destiny and wouldn’t die. That was why he wouldn’t allow Wu Dong to go in.

Although Wu Dong still wanted to go inside after hearing his mother and Ancestor’s words, he suppressed that notion. Indeed, he was simply too weak and needed to become stronger.

So, after his mother’s emotions settled down, Wu Dong returned to kickstart his efforts in cultivation.

Lin Zixin remained by Wu Hao’s side, looking at him with a pleading gaze.

“Great Grandfather, can you bring Yifan out?”

After all, in Lin Zixin’s view, Wu Hao was the most inscrutable person in the Wu Family. If he intervened, perhaps he really could bring Wu Yifan back.

However, to her surprise, Wu Hao gently shook his head.

“This is something Yifan needs to go through. While I can bring him out, it would also affect his future growth. Don’t worry, he won’t come to any harm. I’ve left a protective seal on him, so even a Golden Immortal wouldn’t be able to do anything to him. So rest assured.”

Hearing Wu Hao’s words, Lin Zixin still felt anxious inside, but she nodded in agreement. As long as he was safe, that was all that mattered.

“Ah, who is thinking of me?”

Wu Yifan sneezed, but after pondering fruitlessly, he shook his head and once again looked seriously at the scene before him. He saw a throne that seemed utterly out of place with everything around it.

On the throne sat a male figure; if it weren’t for Wu Yifan sensing that the person exuded no vitality, he might have truly believed that the individual was still alive.

Even so, Wu Yifan did not let down his guard; after all, everything he had experienced along the way had already informed him of the unusual nature of this palace. Even if the body sitting on the throne suddenly opened its eyes, he wouldn’t have found it strange.

What Wu Yifan did not expect was that just as he cautiously approached the throne, in the next moment, without any warning, the male figure on the throne suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at Wu Yifan.

Wu Yifan’s heart raced, and he was already prepared to take action.

But before he could react, the surrounding environment changed. The area transformed into a desert, the sky shrouded in darkness, giving off an ominous and eerie feeling.

Wu Yifan’s expression was extremely grave. Just as he was curious about where this place was, he heard a rumbling sound coming from behind him. The moment he turned around, a long sword came stabbing toward him.

“What! So fast!”

Wu Yifan was startled, and his body had no time to react; he could only despairingly close his eyes.

However, he sensed no movement for quite a while. When he finally opened his eyes again, he found himself surrounded by countless powerful figures, who were now engaged in a chaotic battle.

Quickly, Wu Yifan discerned that the combatants in front of him must be cultivators from the Righteous and Demonic Paths, but what shocked him the most was that even the weakest of them emanated a power that he felt he could never defeat.

“The lowest are all Great Luo Golden Immortals; just what kind of beings are these?”

Wu Yifan thought to himself. But even the Great Luo Golden Immortals in this war had merely become cannon fodder, while above them were countless strong beings battling, their fights capable of devastating the heavens and annihilating stars.

“What realm are they at?”

Wu Yifan couldn’t help but murmur; he could barely see what was happening in their fights, suggesting that they were at least Immortal Kings, if not more.

“They are not beings you can touch right now.”

At that moment, a voice came from behind Wu Yifan, startling him. Without hesitation, he turned around and launched a Heavenly Emperor Fist!