I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 819 - 457: Scorching Sun Evil Spirit! The Herb-Gathering Elder!

Chapter 819: Chapter 457: Scorching Sun Evil Spirit! The Herb-Gathering Elder!

Within the Four Symbols Spiritual Array, the Shangri Sacred Land’s Saint Master was incomplete.

Lin Yan’s experiences within the array also seemed incomplete.

The missing piece lay in Heavenly Destiny City.

With the Young Venerable’s Divine Pill, thrown into the flames.

Prince Zhen Nan relied on his Leakless True Body, personally suppressing the flames rising to ten zhang high.

Within the flames, scenes appeared one after another.

This was the missing part of the Saint Master’s true form from Shangri Sacred Land.

In years past, the Young Master of Shangri Sacred Land brought the fire seed and presented it to the Master of the Holy Alliance.

The Alliance Hierarch pondered for several days, personally retrieving a tome from the Dharma Transmission Pavilion, and gave it to the Young Master of Shangri Sacred Land.

Withering and Flourishing Saint Technique!

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Facing the oppression of the True Sun Monarch.

The inevitable destruction of Shangri Sacred Land couldn’t be changed.

Only oneself could choose between life and death.

Seeing the two Divine Mountains failing to suppress the True Sun Fire, already endangering the sacred land, nearby strong figures of the sacred land fell, turning into charcoal.

The ordinary humans in the sacred land struggled and gradually died under the scorching firelight.

Many figures rushed from all corners of the sacred land.

Among them, the Creators displayed the Inner Realm Divine Domain of Carrying Mountains and Chasing the Sun, adding their strength to the two Divine Mountains, shedding blood across the long sky.

There were also figures of the Refining God Realm who jointly formed a formation, rushing forward, one after another.

Even those in the Qi Refinement, Refining Essence Realm, and martial artists below Inner Strength were evacuating the crowd, escaping beyond the sacred land.

"Saint Master, this sun is peculiar, let this old man drag it with the Inner Realm Divine Domain, you must leave quickly, go to Heavenly Destiny City, and ask the higher-ups of the Holy Alliance for help!"

This was a Supreme Elder.

He was also the ancestor of the Wu family within the sacred land.

Back then, due to his displayed talent, the geniuses of the Wu family were deeply fearful, treating him as an enemy, and even this Supreme Elder tacitly allowed descendants to strike against him.

But today, this old man fearlessly exposed his Inner Realm Divine Domain, merging into the two Divine Mountains, scattering his own blood, attempting to extinguish the fire with blood, to suppress the sun’s arrogance.

In the blink of an eye, this Wu family Supreme Elder had already perished and disappeared.

No time to grieve, the Wu family’s creation experts, together with the high-ranking members of other clans, all rushed forward.

Each lineage’s high-ranking members, leaders, elders, and disciples all formed a formation, pressing onward.

"Saint Master, hurry up and leave!"

"Cover the Saint Master’s retreat!"

"Fill the formation gaps!"

"Book Collection Pavilion... all of our Shangri Sacred Land’s magic methods and historical records are contained within, they mustn’t be destroyed, quickly extinguish the fire!"

Many martial artists in the Qi Refinement realm used True Qi to resist the flames, charging into the Book Repository, setting formations on each book and collecting them.

Their True Qi gradually exhausted, their flesh bodies unable to resist the scorching True Sun Fire, their life forces gradually extinguishing.

Yet they still shouted: "There are still many books not adequately protected, come quickly to help..."

Over a dozen ordinary disciples, facing the flames, broke into the pavilion, but helpless due to their weak cultivation, gradually fell during the walk, ultimately burned into charcoal.

"Saint Master! Go quickly!"

"Immediately abandon the Suppression Object, take our sacred land’s treasury, and those young disciples, escape beyond the sacred land!"

"With your abilities, even if you abandon the Suppression Object, you will certainly become a Human Martial Saint in the future, and can surely protect the continuity of our sacred land’s legacy!"

"..."

The old man gently closed his eyes.

The chaotic sounds around kept coming.

The flames were burning, buildings were collapsing, and the crowd was running.

Some exerted their skills, resisting the calamity.

Some were saving their fellow clansmen from the sacred land, some were guarding the varied assets of the sacred land.

And some were fleeing frantically for their lives.

Shouts, cries for help, cries of despair, as well as orders, last words, and all kinds of voices mingled with the burning flames and the collapsing of houses, extremely noisy.

Gazing at this scene, the old man recalled the past in his mind.

If that year, his father truly became an evil spirit, intruded into the Pure Land, causing chaos, perhaps the entire large-scale Pure Land would’ve been such a scene.

He remembered when the previous generation’s Saint Master fell.

And he remembered when the Great Guardian of the Pure Land left the method to manage the Suppression Object, turning around and rushing into the night, heroically going to his death.

He listened to the roars of the elder brothers around him, one after another, using their lives to protect him, the Saint Master.

He looked at those willing to vanish like smoke for him, Shangri Sacred Land’s people, feeling helpless and despondent.

"There’s no escaping..."

He whispered softly, closing his eyes.

His thoughts were chaotic; he sighed.

Back when the Great Guardian of the Pure Land was about to die, to avoid disaster to the people, he left his cultivation techniques and turned away.

Back when the previous Saint Master passed down the throne, blood stained the Divine Mountain.

Now, the fellow disciples of the sacred land were also willing to die for the inheritance of the legacy.

What if, at that time, the Saint Master hailed as the hope of the human clan’s future stood in front of him?

He opened his eyes, thinking to himself: "My life has reached its end, incapable of leading the human clan..."

He couldn’t support the human clan!

But the Saint Master could!

Looking back over his life, in his youth, various teachers valued him highly due to his exceptional talent, transmitting techniques and skills, teaching him everything, entrusting him with great responsibilities!

And now, being seen as the only one who could continue the sacred land’s legacy, there were people from the sacred land, from Supreme Elders to ordinary disciples, fighting with their lives, trying to block the sun’s eruption and cover his escape as the Saint Master.

"..."

He closed his eyes, choosing not to be completely buried with the sacred land.

He watched as the whole Shangri Sacred Land, its hundreds of thousands of people, completely perished.