《Re: Immortal》Chapter 5
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Above a ruined celestial mountain, floated an extremely handsome young man, his white hair and black robe rustled with the wind yet his gaze remained calm and indifferent. A hazy blue light danced behind his back, adding to his celestial feel, his eyes passed by the old man and his disciples that were pressed on ground, nearly stopping their heartbeat before his gazed turned towards the monsters temporary lifting his pressure and relieving the old man and his disciples.
Feeling the pressure subdue the old man sheepishly lifted his face to look at the young man, his eyes filled with and clear awe and respect yet a hint of worry was hidden as well, he glanced back towards his disciples who were in more of shock then himself their faces pale in worry yet curiosity was clear in their eyes. He then proceeded to secretly sent them a mental message.
"No matter what you do, do not move a muscle!" he spoke his tone grave, as his eyes locked on the celestial calmly floating in the air, before glancing back at the monsters still buried in the ground. A shiver ran down his spine, two Half Immortal beasts, if even one broke through the earthly realm mayhem and chaos would follow, yet here they stood unable to move an inch under the pressure of the young man. The celestial that was calmly standing in the air then made his move, simply flicking his wrist two Half Immortal monster disappeared, there was no loud explosion no blood no nothing with a flick of his wrist the monsters simply disappeared. Looking at the unbelievable scene the old man's face turned another shade of white, he simply couldn't feel nothing no ripple of mana, nothing...The same question ran through both master and disciples head.
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'Is this the power of a Celestial?'
Dealing with the monsters, the celestial then turned his gaze back to the trio. Sucking a deep breath, the old man stepped forward a few steps and shielded his disciples before dropping to his knees kowtowing, he then spoke with a grave voice full of respect
"Junior Bai Yu, Bai clan greets esteemed celestial."
Looking at their master on the ground, the two disciples quickly followed
"Junior Bai Ju, of the Bai clan greets esteemed celestial."
"Junior Bai Xian, of the Bai clan greets esteemed celestial."
A suffocating silence fell on the mountain peak, the trio not daring to lift their heads as they awaited the young man's response, after a few breaths a calm voice filled with dignity and strength slowly replied.
"The Bai clan? I do not remember any Bai clan in heaven."
At that response, thousands of thoughts ran through Bai Yu's head. In heaven? of course not! the Bai clan was considered one of the top clan's in the earthly realm! As for heaven? All the celestial sects and clans have long since turned to legends, leaving behind nothing but ruins of what was once considered the peak of cultivation world. Yet this senior didn't seem to know of that.
"This, senior if I may speak the Bai clan is an earthly clan, there has not been any Heavenly sect for thousands of years."
After saying that, Bai Yu then turned quiet not daring to speak more. He did not know of the background of the young man floating above their head, but one thing he was absolutely sure of was that he WAS a celestial. He knew not of how he had survived the fall of heaven but he dared not ask either, nor did he dare raise his head unless told so.
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Silence once again reigned over the ruined peak, with one white haired young man standing in the air and three people kowtowing on the ground, in such mood the silence prevailed before it was abruptly broken by Omis.
"Rise, I have a few matters to ask so you will accompany me."
Hearing that Bai Yu's heart nearly stopped beating before sheepishly standing to his feet, he turned to look at his disciples who were still kowtowing before turning to look at the celestial, he seemed to struggle as if wanting to speak yet not daring to. Sensing his struggle Omis spoke
"Speak, what's on your mind?"
"This Junior dares not go against your word esteemed celestial, it's just that my disciples will be in danger should I leave them alone."
"Hmmm, so be it they shall come as well."
waving his hand the trio was then effortlessly lifted in the air, their faces full of shock as they could feel that the man grabbing them was one they had never felt before, it seemed to be the real definition of pure and holy. Omis then waved his hand once again making a purple portal appear before them before calmly stepping inside, the trio gulped as they soon followed behind.
Stepping out from the portal, the trio's jaws dropped in shock, what faced them was a majestic celestial mountain that strangely resembled a pillar extending from the clouds, what made their eyes widened however was the palace that stood above! It was intact! One had to know that heaven had collapsed thousands of years ago leaving behind nothing but ruins all across the realm, yet here was a palace that stood completely intact! Their gaze turned towards the celestial leading them towards the mountain, their respect growing even more, for him and his palace to survive all these years, he was clearly not a normal celestial.
Bai Yu's thoughts were spinning as he looked at the palace, he was much more knowledgeable then his disciples 'Why does his face look familiar? It feels like I saw him before but where!?'
As the group slowly descended towards the entrance of the palace, Bai Xian's voice drifted to her master's head
'Master, I know it sounds absurd but feel like I have seen his face before, but I can't tell where exactly.' Looking back at his disciple Bai Yun's slowly nodded his head before turning to Bai Ju who in turn confirmed his thoughts as well. He struggled to remember, as they walked inside the palace door's that now laid open, once inside the first thing the first thing that greeted them was the Golden throne situated in the middle, that was when Bai Yu's memory suddenly jerked as he finally remembered his eyes and mouth opened wide as he looked at the seemingly young man in front of him a small voice escaped his lips
"Impossible..."
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