A farm that breeds gods and demons
Chapter 1247 - 930: City of the Planets

Chapter 1247: Chapter 930: City of the Planets

The half-remaining carcass of the Golden Bone was surrounded by three coffins emitting a mysterious aura, filling the entire space of the Giant Palace with an indescribable heavy atmosphere.

As soon as the White-robed Elder entered, he instinctively began to tremble slightly, a sensation of panic and trembling coming from deep within his heart.

"To disturb ’His’ slumber is a grave sin... ’His’ soul should have left this starry universe... To call ’His’ soul back... might still take some time, but even if it costs me my life, I must not let Beth Finley get away comfortably. Once ’He’ returns and learns of Beth Finley’s betrayal and that she has taken the Spear of Orthodoxy... even a true god... might not be able to save that wretched woman..."

The White-robed Elder pondered and slowly finally reached the central platform by following one of the bridges, looking at the three coffins in front of him and the half-remnant Golden Bone quietly lying on the ground.

The White-robed Elder knew that this half-remaining Golden Bone was "His" body, and only the Immortal Golden Bone remained intact after the long passage of time, while the rest of the flesh had decayed and disappeared, leaving only this appearance of a half Golden Bone.

This half-remaining Golden Bone seemed utterly lifeless, its golden skull empty inside and looking like an empty shell.

The White-robed Elder’s face turned solemn, and he slowly knelt in front of the half-remaining Golden Bone, and began to murmur the Charm continuously.

Before "He" went into his slumber, he had told them not to disturb "Him" unless it was of utmost importance. When the time came, "He" would naturally awaken. Of course, if they encountered something they couldn’t resolve and needed to awaken "Him", they would recite this Charm towards "His" remains, and "He" would naturally sense it.

The White-robed Elder was now reciting the Charm that could awaken "Him," his hands pressed together continuously chanting softly, gradually sending a wave of energy into the Golden Bone, which slowly began to exhibit unusual changes.

Originally looking like an empty shell, the golden skull suddenly showed a slight abnormal change, and slowly a faint energy fluctuation spread from inside.

"Click" "Click" crisp sounds suddenly rang out, and the Golden Bone unexpectedly started to move.

The White-robed Elder was shocked, involuntarily opened his eyes, and stopped chanting. The half-remaining Golden Bone struggled on the ground, slowly propping itself up with its arms, and its golden skull stood upright, and two orbs of golden light suddenly burst forth from the eye sockets of the skull.

The sudden event startled the White-robed Elder so much that he collapsed to the ground.

The two orbs of golden light gradually brightened, and soon, an ethereal consciousness, hardly there at all, was released from within.

"How dare you... disturb... me..."

This voice, continuing intermittently, although coming from the golden skull in front of him, carried an indescribable, eerie, and fearful feeling. Moreover, the speech concealed a clear resentment. Out of fear, the White-robed Elder seemed even more frightened, his body continuously trembling.

"Speak... what matter..."

This continuing voice, barely suppressing the anger, a globe of golden Ghost Fire flickered uncertainly, constantly swaying within its eye sockets, as if it might extinguish at any moment.

The White-robed Elder, shaking slightly, licked his lips, gritted his teeth, and detailed the incident of how, decades ago, the Master of Rules, Beth Finley, had stolen and hidden away the Spear of Orthodoxy.

It included how they learned of her whereabouts, then employed the Absolute Shield, only to suffer substantial casualties. He recounted everything without holding back.

The White-robed Elder had resolved to die, and he didn’t conceal anything, as even if he died, the one before him wouldn’t spare the Master of Rules, Beth Finley; this way, he could also avenge himself and his companions.

After the White-robed Elder finished detailing everything, he lay completely flat on the ground, not daring to lift his head, trembling slightly as if waiting for a death sentence to be announced.

Hearing the White-robed Elder’s report, the ghost fire within the golden skull shook and flickered for a long time without a message coming through.

After a good while, the intermittent voice spoke up again:

"I’m in a place... too far away... need... some... time... to return... you... pass on... my... command... to go... here... find... her... let her... retrieve for me... the proper tool... resolve... the traitor..."

As these intermittent sounds occurred, the golden skull gathered two globes of Ghost Fire, and suddenly, a small golden flame burst forth, transforming into a sphere of fire, floating in front of the White-robed Elder.

The white-robed elder was stunned, never expecting that his "master" would not punish him. Coming back to his senses, he hurriedly held up the small sphere of flame with both hands. Soon, messages surged within it. Instantly understanding, he nodded repeatedly and said, "I understand, I will head there immediately."

"Um... you... did well... not thinking of... escaping... wait... for me... to return... there are... benefits... for you... I am... now... in a war... at a... critical moment... still need... some... time... before I can... return... remember... this matter... I entrust to... you."

The white-robed elder nodded repeatedly, too moved by the voice to speak.

Initially, he thought he would be punished, perhaps meriting death, but he never anticipated such high praise from this individual, which naturally moved him tremendously.

Inside the Golden Bone, the two Ghost Fires slowly converged and dissipated. Soon, the upright bone fell silently again, becoming empty inside, devoid of any trace of life.

Holding the sphere of golden flame, the white-robed elder waited until all signs of life inside the Golden Bone had vanished completely. Then he slowly rose from the ground, a smug smile appearing on his face, "Beth Finley, this time, let’s see where you can run. This move is sure to hit the mark, and not only will he not punish me, but he will also reward me... The rewards he can offer are undoubtedly tremendous... heh... heh heh..."

After a long smug laugh, he then grasped the golden flame sphere in his palm and, following the messages within, left the Giant Palace, venturing deep into the starry universe.

"I wonder where ’he’ has sent me to find ’her’. Who is this divine being? Can ’she’ truly contend with Beth Finley, who possesses the Spear of Orthodoxy and even the Absolute Shield?"

The white-robed elder mused along the way; to him, Beth Finley, holding the Spear of Orthodoxy, seemed almost unstoppable by anyone other than "him." But since "he" had sent him, there must be some special strategy.

Traveling continuously, flying deep into the starry universe, following the cosmic coordinates recorded on the golden flame, finally, in the distance, a light sphere appeared to the white-robed elder.

From afar, it looked like a white disc, resembling the sun. Could the place recorded by these coordinates be a star?

Hesitating, he slowed his approach and the white disc grew larger and larger, soon as vast as the entire void. Only upon getting closer did the white-robed elder realize that it was neither a star nor a planet, but a white light sphere roughly the size of Earth.

Inside this vast, planet-like pale light sphere floated a giant city.

A massive city that exceeded imagination, rivaling a planet in grandeur.

Even the widely traveled, age-old white-robed elder was stunned at this moment, utterly shocked by the scene before him.

A light sphere as big as a planet, with a city floating inside it as large as a planet? What place was this? Was there such a place in the starry universe?

Compared to where they had lived before, bathed in brilliance, it seemed like child’s play; this was like the true realm of gods, a real paradise, a perfect heaven.

The coordinates recorded in the golden flame sphere undoubtedly referred to this world encompassed by the planet-sized light sphere. Was "she," who "he" had instructed him to find, residing here?

Who could it be that resided within this unimaginable, magnificent city? Could it truly be a real deity?

Initially half-doubting and puzzled, the white-robed elder now had his doubts erased, his heart filled with reverence, and his expression turned solemn.

Initially, he had doubted anyone in the starry universe could handle Beth Finley, who clung to the Spear of Orthodoxy. But now, he was filled with confidence just seeing the planet-sized giant city; understanding those who lived here must be exceedingly exalted beings.

Who could "she" be? The white-robed elder’s heart was full of curiosity.

Meanwhile, Beth Finley, the Master of Rules, of course, had no idea of these events. In her view, the white-robed elder had likely fled incognito to another land.

In front of her and Su Yu, within the fiery star, the violent Spear of Orthodoxy and the rampaging Absolute Shield continued their fierce struggle. The energy of the star became increasingly unstable.

This battle was extremely fierce; Su Yu watched from afar as the star’s energy became highly unstable, expanding and contracting. It seemed unable to withstand the force, very likely to explode, which Su Yu feared would obliterate everything within millions of miles, leaving not even dust behind.

However, the Master of Rules appeared unconcerned, simply focusing intently on the battle between the two great weapons inside the star, while steadily regulating her breathing. Gradually, her severe injuries began to heal. (To be continued. For more details, please visit www.qidian.com. More Chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)