The young boy exclaimed, addressing the little He who lay in Miao Yiniang's arms: "He, wake up! All of this is a fraud! It's all an illusion...no, it's bewitchment! You don't have parents, have you forgotten? We were all adopted by our master from all over the world as orphan..."

Slap!

A stinging slap landed on the young boy's face, cutting his words short.

Another tall adolescent, probably about seventeen or eighteen, glared at the boy, his eyes blazing with rage. "Go to hell! You complete idiot! Be an orphan yourself! I had a mother and a father! My whole family was murdered by that beast Li Zhu!"

Saying this, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. He then knelt before Chu Mo and said, "Thank you for avenging me, for killing that animal Li Zhu. I have a request for you now."

The obstinate boy, struck dumb by the blow, clutched his swollen cheek and looked helplessly at the tall boy kneeling. His eyes, filled with confusion, seemed to clear an extent, as if the slap had knocked some sense into him.

Chu Mo ignored the obstinate boy. Some things depended on fate. If he couldn't come to a realization on his own, Chu Mo wouldn't push it. Let them choose their own path, now that Li Zhu was dead and couldn't manipulate them anymore. Given their current level of cultivation, surviving on White Tiger Continent wouldn't be a problem.

Chu Mo looked at the kneeling adolescent before him and asked gently, "What's the matter?"

"I want to join you. My family is gone. Staying back would only make me more desolate," said the tall boy, choking up. "But, I beg you, allow me to go back home, to give my family a proper burial and pay my respects before I return to you."

"We also want to return home to bury our families. Li Zhu had butchered them all..." chimed in a number of adolescents, kneeling.

A pall of sorrow descended instantaneously over everyone's heart.

The stubborn boys stood dumbfounded, their mental barriers cracking wider. Memories came flooding back, submerging their minds. They finally remembered who they were.

Just like Qin Xiao, who had already passed away, the realization of their true identities hit them like a ton of bricks - the intertwined sense of sadness and gratification overwhelming their heart, leaving them speechless.

Chu Mo looked at the boys, solemnly nodded, and glanced at everyone.

Shen Aoshuang, her eyes red, stepped forward and proposed gently, "We could escort them in small groups to their respective hometowns. I'm afraid there might be remnant puppets of 'Beyond Heaven' on the road, and these kids will be no match for them."

"Yes, with us around, they will be much safer," Hua Sanniang and He Feng joined in.

Shen Aobing, despite her collected expression, gave away her perturbed state with a slight hint of redness lingering in her eyes. She looked at Chu Mo and said, "I can also lead a team."

"You all need to form teams of at least two, and proceed in the direction chosen by these people," Chu Mo agreed with the others' proposal as he was preoccupied with matters inside the illusionary divine realm. He admonished, "Once you face danger, don't forget to protect yourself!"

"Rest assured. With Li Zhu dead and his army virtually decimated, even if there are remnants of 'Beyond Heaven' left on the White Tiger Continent, it shouldn't pose a big threat. We have confidence in handling them," stated Miao Yiniang.

Chu Mo nodded, glancing at the rooster.

The rooster smartly quipped, "My speed is fast and I can overview the entire area. I'll be responsible for coordinating with every team!"

"Thank you for taking that on," said Chu Mo.

The rooster turned its head away, feigning arrogance, and replied, "Kid, it's not just you who are friends with them!"

The boys were stunned looking at the talking rooster; it was their first time seeing a talking rooster, and their eyes were filled with curiosity.

The rooster disdainfully cast a glance at the boys and arrogantly instructed, "Listen up. You might have to follow my orders for a long time. Remember, it's always good to flatter your leaders!"

"Buzz off!" Chu Mo kicked at the rooster's behind. "Don't corrupt these kids!"

The rooster jumped aside, retorted sarcastically, "Kid, you have no respect for your elders!"

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle, lightening the grief-stricken atmosphere considerably.

"This is much better..." the rooster murmured to himself. Having lived for many years and having seen numerous farewells, he detested melancholic atmospheres.

Chu Mo finally told everyone, "If any of these kids don't want to leave their hometowns, don't force them."

Shen Aoshuang and Hua Sanniang nodded, acknowledging Chu Mo's instruction.

In the end, Hua Sanniang and He Feng formed one team; Hua Xiaoya and Huang Hui formed another; Miao Yiniang and Shen Xingxue, a third; Shen Aobing and Shen Aoshuang, a fourth. These four teams of boys split up, heading in four different directions.

They agreed to regroup at the ancient town, the entrance to the Ruins.

As for Chu Mo's plans, nobody asked, because they knew that the rooster had discussed something important with Chu Mo earlier, and that he must be eventending to it now.

Waving farewell to everyone, Chu Mo wandered around a bit more, using the prediction technique from the Fengshui Divine Art to locate the remaining 'Beyond Heaven' puppets, quickly eliminating them.

Finally, he returned to the ancient town.

Since he was unsure how long he would be in the Illusionary Divine Realm, waiting for everyone in this town seemed to be the most convenient choice.

The once bustling ancient town, a stronghold for the Four Great Sects, was now deserted. Its erstwhile glory felt like a fleeting cloud. A layer of pale death lingered ominously.

As Chu Mo walked through the desolate streets, he thought to himself: 'The vitality mentioned in the Fengshui Divine Art was, indeed, not false. With no one left in this town, there was an absence of vitality. The death that permeated this place, especially after the many battles that had taken place here, was faster due to the absence of vitality.'

He chose a preserved piece of architecture at random to embody his physical self as he ventured into the Illusionary Divine Realm, so as to prevent anyone from destroying his physical form.

Following the recitation of the mnemonic, a mystical force enveloped Chu Mo.

Then, he felt an obvious spatial force radiating from every direction. It was Chu Mo's first time experiencing such a powerful spatial force. The things he'd learned over the past year had come in handy.

Suddenly, his surroundings morphed, and he found himself in an ancient hall.

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