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Chapter 1687 Returning to the Center of the Universe

Song Yu raised his hand, and a wisp of pale golden Daoist energy lingered around her brow, calming the spiritual energy within her body and helping her better digest the nourishment from the Daoist energy she had just received.

His gaze slowly fell on her abdomen, his fingertips gently brushing over it, a slight stirring in his heart.

Youlan had given birth to his son, and this affection was extraordinary to him.

If this happens...

Song Yu's smile deepened, but he didn't think much more about it. He simply lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on Youlan's head.

As the sunlight outside the window gradually slanted westward, it bathed everything in the palace in a warm orange hue. The tranquil time within the barrier seemed to stretch out infinitely, isolating them from all the noise of the outside world, leaving only the tenderness of the two of them leaning against each other.

After an unknown amount of time, Youlan slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was Song Yu.

She was slightly taken aback, then realized what was happening, and her cheeks instantly flushed red. She quickly got up from his embrace, but Song Yu put his arm around her waist.

"Rest a little longer." Song Yu's voice was somewhat lazy, his gaze fixed on her flushed cheeks, a smile playing on his lips.

Youlan glared at him, but still nestled in his arms as instructed, her fingertips lightly tracing his palm, her voice tinged with shyness: "You've made me forget the time."

Song Yu chuckled and reached out to pinch her cheek: "Who told you to be so alluring?"

Youlan gently patted the back of his hand, then remembered something and looked up at him: "I have almost finished drafting the regulations for the Human Emperor's Palace. I will present them to you for review in a few days."

"No rush." ​​Song Yu shook his head, his fingertips brushing against the corner of her lips. "You should rest and recover first. These trivial matters don't need to be rushed."

Youlan nodded, leaning against him, his scent lingering around her nose, a sense of peace filling her heart.

She knew that with Song Yu around, they could weather any storm.

Song Yu held her in his arms, his gaze fixed on the window, a sharp glint in his eyes.

"I won't be staying here for much longer, at most nine months!"

Song Yu suddenly spoke.

Youlan was slightly taken aback, glancing sideways at Song Yu, "When will you be back?"

"I don't know. Please keep an eye on Luo Du for me. She might be pregnant."

Song Yu said softly, glancing at Youlan to see her reaction.

Youlan smiled and said, "That's good. Having it will at least alleviate our longing for each other."

“My husband, Qinghong was exhausted during the days you were away. After all, he is your son and looks more like you.”

“Our son is exceptionally talented, and he has also received the blessing of the Evil Emperor!”

"Furthermore, the Evil Emperor was actually an Evil God in his previous life, a figure at the very top of the pyramid even in the entire universe!"

"Our enemies are the top gods, led by the ancient spirit gods. They are incredibly powerful. Once we defeat them and allow true coexistence between humans and gods in the world, I will be able to take you all up in one fell swoop!"

A trace of guilt flashed in Song Yu's eyes. After all, it took him countless years to return each time he left, leaving them to live a life of widowhood, which was truly lonely and unbearable!

"Yes, okay! I'll do whatever my husband says!"

Youlan responded softly and nestled obediently in Song Yu's arms!

Song Yu reached out and gently stroked Youlan's hair, a tender look flashing across his face.

"I have to go now."

After a while, Song Yu looked at Youlan, his voice tinged with reluctance.

Youlan also stood up, reached out to straighten his clothes, her fingertips trembling slightly, but she still managed to hold back the tears in her eyes and said with a smile, "Have a safe journey, my husband. Luodu and the others are waiting for you to return at the Emperor's Palace."

Song Yu nodded, leaned down, and planted a long, tender kiss on her lips!

After the kiss, Song Yu turned around, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his figure swept out of the window like a streak of light.

His figure grew fainter and fainter until it finally turned into a golden dot of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Youlan stood by the window, gazing in the direction he had left, and remained motionless for a long time.

Only after the golden light completely dissipated did she slowly raise her hand to wipe away the moisture from the corner of her eyes, her eyes filled with determination.

She turned around, looked at the mountain of files on the table, and took a deep breath.

Her husband is gone, so she will guard this imperial palace, this vast land, and their shared home.

In the remaining nine months, Song Yu passed on the Supreme Emperor Dao Technique, but Zhang Zishi, Song Qinghong and others all learned this technique.

They were all prepared to go to the center of the universe.

The center of the universe is very far away from here. Without Song Yu leading the way, they would definitely get lost in the void. Therefore, with a wave of his sleeve, Song Yu opened a path for them to sneak into the center of the universe.

"You should go with Ying Zheng for now, and I will follow you in half a month!"

Song Yu said calmly.

"Okay, Father."

Song Qinghong responded and then followed Ying Zheng to the center of the universe with the others.

During that last half-month, Song Yu naturally spent some time with the women before finally setting off for the space at the center of the universe.

……

After Song Yu left, Youlan handled all the affairs of the Human Emperor's Palace in an orderly manner!

Luo Du's pregnancy is gradually becoming more apparent.

She was naturally aloof, but now that she was pregnant, she couldn't bear the loneliness and took Youlan for a walk in the imperial garden of the Emperor's Palace.

The two chatted about Song Yu, their unborn child, and the future prosperity of the heavens, their eyes filled with longing.

That day, under the wisteria trellis in the Imperial Garden, Luo Du stroked her slightly protruding belly and suddenly sighed, "I wonder if my husband will encounter any danger this time."

Youlan picked up the teapot, poured her a cup of tea, and smiled faintly: "He knows what he's doing."

“That’s true.” Luo Du took the teacup, her eyes crinkling with a smile. “When my husband comes back and sees the child, he will surely be overjoyed.”

……

At the center of the universe, chaos stretches endlessly.

A narrow bridge of light spanned the chaos, with pale golden Daoist energy flowing across it. This was the star path that Song Yu had created with his own power.

At this moment, at the end of the bridge of light, a figure slowly stepped out, clad in a black dragon robe, his eyes and brows exuding an aura of dominance over the world—it was none other than Ying Zheng!

He raised his hand and waved, and the bridge of light behind him slowly retracted, turning into a stream of light that disappeared into his sleeve.

Following closely behind were Song Qinghong, Zhang Zishi, Naihe, the Jade Emperor, and others. As soon as they stepped into this chaotic realm, they all held their breath and solemnly surveyed their surroundings.

"Is this the center of the universe..." Zhang Zishi murmured, his brows furrowed. "Such a dense power, even spiritual energy is suppressed by more than half."

Before he finished speaking, he felt an invisible pressure all over him, as if countless eyes were watching him from the shadows.

Zhang Zishi suddenly raised his hand and gripped the sword at his waist, looking around warily, but all he could see was churning chaotic mist ahead, nothing else.

A hint of curiosity flashed in Song Qinghong's eyes.

Is the center of the universe the abode of those gods?

Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, his voice steady, "This place should have once been the abode of an ancient god."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed ahead, where a faint glimmer of light could be seen amidst a chaotic mist.

"See that? That's the outer defense line of the shrine. I just didn't expect we'd come all the way here."

"How should we get through this?"

Yang Erlang frowned, and his third eye gleamed slightly.

Ying Zheng smiled faintly and took out a jade talisman from his sleeve. The talisman was covered with intricate runes!

"Try this thing!"

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and the jade talisman transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the Misty Sea of ​​Clouds.

The moment the jade talisman disappeared into the mist, it burst forth with a dazzling golden light. Wherever the golden light passed, the ever-changing streams of light instantly vanished, revealing a straight passage.

"Let's go." Ying Zheng took the lead and walked towards the passage.

The crowd followed closely behind, and the moment they stepped into the passage, they felt the pressure around them suddenly ease, and the prying eyes disappeared.

On both sides of the passage, chaotic mist surged endlessly!

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the fog ahead gradually thinned, revealing a vast plain.

Strangely, some stone tablets appeared in front of them!

"These stone tablets..."

Song Qinghong stopped and looked at one of the stone tablets. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "The runes on it are surprisingly similar to those in the 'Supreme Emperor Dao Technique'."

Ying Zheng stepped forward and gently stroked the runes on the stone tablet, feeling a cool sensation on his fingertips.

"I don't know the origin of these stone tablets, but they seem to be related to the ancient sages of my human race."

“Perhaps this is one of the twists of fate!” Ying Zheng said.

"Let's try to figure it out; perhaps we can gain some unexpected insights!"

As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, Zhang Zishi couldn't wait to walk to a stone tablet, sit cross-legged, and begin to contemplate it.

The others followed suit, finding a stone tablet and sitting cross-legged in meditation.

The runes seemed to come alive, swirling and dancing in his mind, transforming into clear principles that merged into his limbs and bones.

Song Qinghong felt that the spiritual power in his body was becoming more and more refined, and the operation of the "Supreme Emperor Dao Technique" was becoming smoother and smoother. He even showed signs of a breakthrough!

Ying Zheng did not immediately sit down to meditate. He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the chaotic mist in the distance, his brows slightly furrowed.

Ying Zheng gazed into the depths of the plain, where a faint divine light seemed to flow amidst the surging chaotic mist!

suddenly!

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Zhang Zishi's body erupted with dazzling red light. His blood and qi intertwined with Daoist principles, and he forcefully broke through the final barrier.

He suddenly stood up, his aura powerful and domineering, the pressure of the Dao Reincarnation Realm sweeping out!

"Finally, I've broken through!" Zhang Zishi laughed heartily, the sword he gripped tightly humming as if it, along with its master, sensed the leap in his cultivation level.

Song Qinghong's breakthrough was a natural outcome.

He was blessed by the Evil Emperor and received personal instruction in martial arts from Song Yu, making him exceptionally talented.

The runes on the stone tablet were like tailor-made guides to him. Once the runes entered his body, they perfectly merged with the "Supreme Emperor's Dao Technique". The spiritual power in his body surged like a river, breaking through layers of barriers.