Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Jimo God followed Han Yan silently, watching her send the last mortal woman back home.

He hid in an empty street corner. Heavy rain was falling. Han Yan opened his oil-paper umbrella. On the white umbrella, a blooming red plum blossom was particularly dazzling and eye-catching.

It turns out that I have always liked plum blossoms...

Jimo God looked at the red plum blossoms on the umbrella and thought of the red plum blossoms in the corner of the Zhang family's courtyard in the northeast, and the red plum blossoms in the courtyard in Hangzhou...

They all bloom proudly in the snowy winter, becoming the only bright color in the white world.

White snow and red plum blossoms, just like the relationship between them, she is the only red in his snow-white world.

Smoke...

Jimo Shenjun watched Han Yan disappear around the corner reluctantly. He was about to turn around and leave when suddenly, a long sword emitting a chill was pressed against his neck.

"God has been following me for so long, what on earth do you want to do?"

Han Yan's brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes, like those in the cold night, emitted a hint of cold light. There was not a trace of smile on her snow-white face, and her whole body exuded an aura as cold as the coldest days of winter.

"When did Lord Hanyan discover it?"

Jimo God stopped Mo Qilin who was about to counterattack, and stared at Han Yan. He pursed his lips slightly and remained silent for a long time.

He looked down at the sword against his neck, his eyes became dull and a hint of indescribable emotion quickly flashed across his eyes.

"Taolin, you have been here all along, haven't you? Why didn't the God Lord hear what he wanted to hear from the Phoenix, so he came to follow me again?"

"No."

Jimo God moved his fingertips slightly, and the sharp sword disappeared in an instant.

"I just want to know the purpose of the demons capturing these mortal women. Chao Yan said that they want to open the seal, awaken the Demon Abyss, and unify the six realms."

Han Yan looked at her empty hands. The sword was the one she had carried with her when she was practicing in the sect.

The sword was originally an ordinary item, but it had spiritual power. Thousands of years had passed, and a small sword spirit had been born in the sword.

"Since the Lord God already knows the purpose of the demons, why are you still following me?"

"I want to see whether the newly ascended Supreme God Han Yan has fulfilled his duty as a god to have compassion on all living beings and to save them."

Mo Qilin quickly glanced at Jimo Shenjun, and at an angle where he couldn't see, he silently rolled his eyes.

Master, enough is enough. He clearly just wanted to see the Lord Hanyan, and he was talking about the duties of a god. Eh... I really can't listen to it at all.

Han Yan frowned and looked at the serious Jimo God. She could not find any trace of lying in his calm eyes.

She tilted her head helplessly, held out her hand, palm facing up, and stared at him with burning eyes.

"Since the Lord God has seen it, please return my Star Soul to me. Thank you, Lord God. Also, I apologize to you for my rude behavior just now."

Jimo God moved his right hand slightly, and the disappeared Star Soul Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He looked at the unsheathed sword, and then looked at the star standing on Han Yan's shoulder.

"Xinghun, Xingchen, the names given by Lord Hanyan are quite unique."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and handed over the Star Soul Sword. When Han Yan took the sword, his eyes glanced at her hand unintentionally.

Her fingers are white and slender, and the skin on the back of her hands is white and delicate. When she exerts force, the blue blood vessels under the skin can be easily seen.

"Your Majesty just said that the demons want to open the seal? I have spent some time on the banks of the Wangchuan River in the Netherworld, and the number of young girls' ghosts is increasing rapidly. This shows that the demons have killed many people.

This time I discovered one of their bases in a flower building in the human world, but I think there must be a lot more that I haven't discovered.

I can't do it alone, so please go back to the God Realm to tell the other Gods and the people in the Immortal Realm, so that we can work together to save people."

Han Yan pursed her lips tightly, her face as solemn as stone, as if she had experienced countless storms and was still tough and tenacious.

“There are no other gods. The four gods in the God Realm, Haoyue God, Biwu God, Xuanji Goddess, and Qingyin Goddess, all disappeared before I went to the underworld.

Lord Xuanming is searching for them everywhere, Lord Haoyang is traveling to the outer world and won't be back for a while.

Those people in the Immortal Realm have been accustomed to a life of luxury over the years, so it would be useless to tell them.”

In the great war between gods and demons tens of millions of years ago, the fairy world suffered heavy losses and has been recuperating for tens of millions of years. The gods handle all the major and minor matters in the six realms.

Gradually, they developed a lazy nature, and whenever they encountered something they could not handle, they would go to the gods in the divine world.

Haoyang Tianzun felt that this was not a solution, so he made a new rule that those who had made great contributions in the fairy world could ascend to become gods.

After the implementation of this regulation, the Heavenly Sovereign and other immortals in the fairy world took over the management of all matters of the six realms from Haoyang Tianzun.

Han Yan ascended from the fairyland to become a god, and also ascended from the human world to become an immortal.

She had lived in the fairyland for thousands of years, so she naturally knew what it was like. Even the thousands of years she had spent in the fairyland were all leisurely and lazy.

"In that case, please tell me where the seal is. I'll go take a look first. I want to know if the method they use is effective."

"Well, I'll take you there. It happens that I want to go and see it too."

Jimo God ignored Mo Qilin's smiling gaze, and flew over mountains and rivers with Han Yan. In the heavy clouds and mist, they landed on the edge of a snowy cliff.

The cliff was covered with white snow, and it was dark and deep. You couldn't see the bottom at a glance, and you could only vaguely hear the wailing sounds coming from the bottom.

"The following is the mysterious ice secret realm, you..."

Jimo God looked at Han Yan's thin clothes, and after a moment of silence, a snow-white fox fur coat appeared in his hands.

He shook the fox fur, stepped forward, stood in front of Han Yan, and prepared to put the fox fur on her under Han Yan's puzzled gaze.

Han Yan watched his movements, and just before the fox fur fell on her, she quickly stepped back, away from Jimo Divine Lord.

"Lord God, I am already a supreme god. Even though it is icy and snowy, it has no effect on me. I appreciate your kindness. Thank you."

Jimo God listened to her polite yet distant words, and slowly tightened his hands, squeezing the soft fur of the fox fur coat into shape little by little.

“This mysterious ice secret realm was created by an ancient ice master. It contains countless ice and snow monsters and cold winds.

Only those who have practiced ice-attributed skills can enter here, but there is no guarantee that they can come out safely.

As far as I know, Supreme God Han Yan was a sword cultivator before, and the technique he practiced was also a fire-attributed technique."

Han Yan looked at the cliff where the strong wind was surging, and then looked at the fox fur in the hands of Jimo God. The fox fur was filled with surging spiritual energy, which was ice-attributed spiritual power.

She frowned and pondered for a moment, then took a few steps forward, took the fox fur cloak from Jimo God, and put it on herself.

"Then I'd like to thank you first. I'll return it to you as soon as I get out."

Jimo God stared at her back for a long time as she walked towards the edge of the cliff. His affectionate eyes were slightly moist, revealing a loss that was difficult to conceal.