Immortal Divine Tribulation

Chapter 213: The Immortal Emperor’s Son

This was a destructive demonic light, shattering heaven and earth, sinking the ground. Nothing could stop it; wherever it passed, endless spacetime was thrown into chaos, distorting and cracking in some places. 

In the still-open spacetime tunnel ahead, the white fox wore an expression of utter terror. The demonic light hadn’t even reached her yet; only a wisp of its energy escaped, but her body was already cracking rapidly. Even so, she had no energy to protect herself, using all her divine power to shield the infant in her arms.

Watching the increasingly approaching destructive demonic light, despair filled her face. It wasn’t that she was afraid of death, but for the child in her arms—the flesh and blood of the woman she respected most. Even if she died a million times, she couldn’t bear to watch him perish. But now, there was truly no way to stop it. 

That demonic light was too terrifying, too fast. In the blink of an eye, it had struck, moving at the speed of light, reversing yin and yang. Even that majestic man who could look down upon all the heavens and myriad realms couldn’t reach it in time.

“Pfft…”

Just then, a white figure appeared before the time tunnel. Blood stained her pristine white dress, and trickles of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth. Her exquisite face was deathly pale. Her body was cracking, yet she still smiled as she gazed into the time tunnel at the infant in swaddling clothes, her hand trembling as she reached out, seemingly wanting to gently caress the delicate pink face one last time.

Beyond the speed of light, time was reversed—a final, instantaneous teleportation!

“Miss!”

Inside the time tunnel, the white fox cried out in alarm. At that moment, the time tunnel slammed shut, and she, along with the infant, vanished from this spacetime.

“Ah!”

Above the heavens, a man roared, his terrifying aura threatening to annihilate the heavens. A cloud of blood mist exploded in the scene as he held the jade-like figure in his arms, roaring incessantly. His powerful aura, almost tangible, shattered the mark.

“Pfft…”

Tian Fan was shocked and enraged. His nails dug deep into his palms, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his killing intent uncontrollably emanating from him.

“Little Tian Tian!”

Zi Ying was terrified. She supported Tian Fan, tears streaming down her face. She was so frightened; it was the first time she had ever seen him like this.

The mark in the sky disappeared. Xuan Nu lowered her head, her face filled with sorrow. 

On the ground, Tian Fan turned his head and stared intently at her. His body trembled. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out; his throat felt like it was being choked.

“Next, Bai Hu, you speak,” the beautiful woman said softly, glancing at Tian Fan.

“Back then, we drifted through the time tunnel for who knows how long. Even though that destructive light didn’t directly hit me, it nearly extinguished all my life force. Twenty-one years ago, that eternal darkness finally broke through…”

Tears still clung to the white fox’s face. She recounted how, twenty-one years ago, she emerged from the time tunnel, unaware of the world she had entered. At that time, her face was filled with confusion; she didn’t know where to go. In her arms, her adorable baby slept soundly, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

Until she heard a cry for help. A group of men in black were ahead, surrounding and killing a group of men dressed as guards. In the center of them stood a mother and child. The woman, no more than twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wore a phoenix robe and held an infant in her arms, covered in blood. These men were driven to the brink of defeat. Despite their valiant fight, only the mother and child remained in moments.

Looking at the mother and child, a glimmer of color appeared on the white fox’s bewildered face. She lightly swung a palm forward; her strength was immense. Despite being severely injured and on the verge of death, she was still a god, and even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse. The black-clad men who had surrounded the mother and child vanished without a trace.

“Thank you, thank you…”

The woman, cradling the infant in her arms, repeatedly expressed her gratitude. However, when she looked at her child, her face paled instantly. She was covered in blood; the baby had been dead for some time. Beneath the swaddling clothes was a sword wound, extinguishing the child’s life. The woman, unable to accept it, wailed loudly. Her newborn child was gone, and she cried out that she would never be a mother again.

“I’ll give him to you. Treat him as your child. Take good care of him, okay?”

Seeing her heartbroken state, and learning that this woman was a concubine of the Soaring Dragon  Dynasty, one of the world’s most powerful forces, the white fox gently handed over the infant she held. She believed this person could take good care of him and give him the best life, because she herself might not survive. That demonic light had almost extinguished all her life force. She didn’t know how much longer she had to live, and now she had to find someone to rely on for him.

“Really? Really?”

The woman seemed somewhat incredulous. To her at this moment, this infant was far more precious than life itself. She carefully took the baby from the Bai Hu’s arms. She had just become a mother, giving birth to a prince in this desolate wilderness, but suddenly she was assassinated by a hostile force. She was devastated, and now, with the chance to be a mother again, how could she not be happy? She thanked the white fox profusely.

Looking at the sleeping infant in the woman’s arms, Bai Hu couldn’t help but weep bitterly. From now on, he would call this woman “Mother”. But what about her mistress? Would he remember her? She finally couldn’t hold back any longer. With a gentle wave of her right hand, a scroll fell into the woman’s palm: “This is his. Tell him to keep it safe, and never lose it…”

The woman left, carrying the infant. Faint cries could be heard in the distance. Bai Hu’s tears fell uncontrollably, blood began to gush from her mouth, and her body was covered in cracks. She said with utter despair, “Young Master, please take care. Bai Hu is about to die. I can’t watch you grow up, I can’t protect you. Bai Hu is guilty. She has failed her mistress, failed your father. You must live well, live happily…”

The setting sun cast a long shadow of hers. The woman’s figure had disappeared from her sight. She walked into the desolate forest, coughing up blood with every step.

As if preordained, or as if the white fox’s fate was not to end, just as her life was about to fade away, she discovered a divine herb that protected her last remaining vital energy, allowing her to remain in seclusion until several months ago.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Bai Hu, for making you suffer so much…” Xuan Nu’s soul trembled slightly, looking at the white fox with a face full of apology.

“No, Miss, please don’t say that. It was Miss who saved me, Miss who raised me. For Miss, Bai Hu would do anything…”

The white fox wept, transforming into a little white fox, longing to nestle on Xuan Nu’s shoulder again, to lie affectionately in her arms, where she found her warmest place.

“It’s like this, I heard that Seventh Aunt died while carrying Seventh Brother back home, struck by an arrow in the back, but barely managed to protect the child, who was brought back by the anxious father, and then…” Long Yuyun said, her face filled with utter shock, staring at Tian Fan kneeling on the ground.

“That man is the Immortal Emperor, the master of the Immortal Realm; she is the Xuan Nu, the Xuan Nu of the Nine Heavens, the daughter of the Lord of the Divine Realm; and you…”

The beautiful woman spoke softly, but ultimately didn’t continue. Things had come to this point; many things didn’t need to be said. 

Tian Fan trembled all over, his tears already dried. His eyes were fixed only on the ghostly figure before him, nothing else mattered.

Zi Ying was stunned. All of this was beyond her imagination, too unbelievable. She stared at Tian Fan, unable to accept it for a moment.

“Brother, pretty sister, are you brother’s mother?” The little dragon was cute and innocent, nestled on Tian Fan’s shoulder. It sensed his helplessness.

Hearing such tender words, Xuan Nu and Tian Fan trembled violently. Ancient divine runes hovered gently above Xuan Nu’s head, as if gathering courage. She finally looked at Tian Fan and said sorrowfully, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I didn’t protect you, I didn’t live with you, I didn’t give you more love, I made you suffer so much, I made you bear so much burden… I’m sorry… Please forgive me…”

Hearing that incredibly sorrowful voice, Zi Ying and the others couldn’t help but shed tears. 

Hearing her words, Tian Fan calmed down and said softly, “To be honest, I don’t really understand what parental love is. I’ve never seen my mother since I can remember, and I’ve been coldly ignored by a group of ‘relatives.’ But now I understand. My mother was willing to give up her life for me, even betraying the whole world, missing her child day and night. You must have suffered so much…”

His words were soft, but they stunned everyone present, and then tears streamed down their faces. 

Zi Ying cried bitterly, holding his large hand and repeatedly calling his name. “Tian, do you see? My child, our child, he doesn’t resent me, he understands my heart…”

Xuan Nu of the Nine Heavens trembled violently, her soul fading, slowly turning into air. The tears she had held back finally spilled, and she embraced the child she had longed for for millions of years, choking back sobs, “Tian Fan… thank you, thank you for making me a mother, thank you for making him a father, for being able to come to us as our child… truly… thank you…”

Her words ended there. Even with the blessing of ancient divine script, her soul vanished forever. After waiting for a million years, she had finally seen her child; she was content.

“Mother, Mom!”

Tian Fan wept bitterly, crying out repeatedly. Like a child, tears streamed down his face, feeling as if he had lost his entire world. He looked up to the sky, tears streaming down his face, desperately reaching for the void, trying to hold onto something, but only a faint silver light passed through his fingers, leaving nothing behind…