Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 246 - 220, First Hearing of the Evil God

Chapter 246: Chapter 220, First Hearing of the Evil God

A middle-aged woman’s mind flickered with puzzlement—what in the world are these Long Ji [Dragon’s Luck]? Then she cast aside her doubts and explained, "Death, isn’t that very normal? Ever since transmigration, Hao Tian has gone through one thousand seven hundred and fifty calamities, with each calamity lasting one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. With each calamity, he transmigrates once, severing his own dark side and filling the deficiencies within himself."

The weeping halted abruptly, and everyone turned to look at the middle-aged woman.

Long Ji no longer cried, one calamity being one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years, which is also a Yuan Hui. My father... he’s that remarkable?

Bai Jin could only exclaim, "Master Yaochi is truly, truly formidable. My admiration for him leaves me prostrate in awe.

But now the Empress has sent me a message to come here; do you have any instructions for me?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "In the mortal world, you need not address me as the Empress; here, my surname is Yang, my first name Hui, styled Wanjin."

"Disciple will still call you Master Yaochi!"

The middle-aged woman nodded with a smile, "That works! Your being summoned here serves a twofold purpose. One is that I wanted to see Long Ji and to know she is living well, that alone puts my heart at ease.

More importantly, I wish to inform you of a matter. This lifetime of Hao Tian’s tribulations is the killing calamity. Starting from insignificance, as a youth he slain wastrels, endured hardships and killed bandits. After stepping onto the Tao, he slaughtered demons and eradicated evil beings, fording rivers of blood, his heart growing ruthless, relentless in killing.

In recent years, the Human Clan has seen isolated villages and towns mysteriously vanish from time to time. Due to the remote nature of the incidents, they went unnoticed, but by chance, Hao Tian discovered this and upon investigating, found out that remotely located villages and towns had been continuously disappearing from the flow of history. This is not due to demons or ghosts, but the work of divine beings."

Bai Jin spoke gravely, "Divine beings, but why?"

The middle-aged woman said, "Divine beings cultivating their way have two paths to choose from. The first is the path of cultivation: condensing Heaven and Earth Laws. This path is long and arduous, fraught with hardship.

The second is the path of faith: establishing a Divine Country, ensnaring followers, and with the power of faith from an entire world, quickly elevating one’s strength."

With solemn eyes, Bai Jin, comprehending the implication, realized some divine beings are farming the Human Clan, harvesting faith.

The middle-aged woman extended her hand, and a scroll appeared in her palm, saying, "This is a list of divine beings collected by Bai Ren. He has entrusted it to you for handling now."

Bai Jin took the scroll and spoke gravely, "Thank you, Master Yaochi."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Off you go! I entrust the matter to you. And for me, I must give Bai Ren one last sendoff."

Bai Jin bowed with his fist cupped in the other, dipping in a bow towards the direction of the divine palace, then turned and left.

Long Ji glanced a few more times into the divine palace, following her master out.

The middle-aged woman turned and walked into the divine palace, while people along the way bowed respectfully to her.

Inside the divine palace, Zhang Bai Ren lay on the bed, his face ashen, his breath faint as silk.

The middle-aged woman sat by the bed, speaking gently, "Bai Ren, I have handed over the scroll to the right person, someone will take care of the matter."

Zhang Bai Ren struggled to speak, "Wanjin, can they be trusted?"

The middle-aged woman nodded with a smile, "Of course they can."

Zhang Bai Ren gave a weak smile and said, "Wanjin, I’ve just now realized that I don’t know you at all, never knew you had such formidable friends."

Wanjin reached out to touch Zhang Bai Ren’s hair, speaking softly, "There’s always time to get to know each other."

"I have lost my cultivation, my Primordial Spirit shattered, where could there be a future for me? Don’t think of ways to save me, the cost would be far too great."

Wanjin smiled brilliantly, "Save you? No, I never thought about that."

Zhang Bai Ren’s expression stiffened. Damn it ~ this woman is so heartless, might as well die! He closed his eyes, his head tilted, and he passed away.

Elsewhere, Bai Jin carried Jingwei and Long Ji walking towards the outside of the town, unfolding the scroll in his hand—the scroll displayed several portraits of figures, with introductions written beside them.

The first is a bald old man gripping flames, treading on fire clouds, his gaze ominous and dark.

Beside him was an introduction: Deep White, the Fire God, resides in Shen Nu Volcano, worshiped by the Fire Spirit Country.

Jingwei asked, "Master, are we going to find these divine beings?"

Bai Jin nodded and said, "Of course!"

Before them, space rippled like water waves, and in an instant, they stepped into the ripples and vanished.

In the southern part of the Primordial World stood a volcano that burned with eternal flames. At the foot of the volcano, a Divine Palace was established, atop which read: Fire God Temple.

Bai Jin and the two others emerged from in front of the Divine Palace, waving his hand causally, a sweep of Sword Qi passed through, and with a resounding boom, the entire Divine Palace collapsed.

Instantly, the volcano shook violently; lava surged forth from within, turning into a lava Fire Dragon that lunged to slay Bai Jin.

Long Ji called out excitedly, "Let me handle this!" Stepping forward, a clear Water Dragon appeared around him.

With a roar, the Water Dragon soared upward, suddenly enlarging and swallowing the Fire Dragon whole, then swiftly solidified into an Ice Dragon, freezing the Fire Dragon within its body, and with a roar, it lunged towards the volcano. A fiery red Bright Pearl flew out from within the volcano, and with a loud boom, smashed the Ice Dragon into pieces.

A bald elder emerged from the volcano and said coldly, "Who are you?"

Bai Jin looked up and responded, "A Loose Cultivator from the East Sea!"

"Do we have a grudge?"

"None!"

"Then there must be a grievance?"

"None at all!"

"With neither grudge nor grievance, why do you destroy my Divine Palace?"

Bai Jin’s gaze intensified as he spoke, "I’ve heard that you captive the Human Clan to harvest their Power of Faith."

The Fire God’s face changed, and he turned to flee.

Bai Jin made a sword finger, sending forth a thread of Sword Qi, which transformed into a transparent Immortal Sword that shot directly towards the fleeing Deep White, the Fire God.

The Fire God turned abruptly, and with a roar, a towering flame erupted, forming a giant of fire. With a puff, the insignificant Immortal Sword pierced straight through the chest of the fire giant; the giant was immediately immobilized, its flames became sparks scattering, and the bald old man stood trembling in the air.

"Ah~" Deep White, the Fire God, let out a horrific scream; Infinite Sword Energy burst forth within his body, grinding his flesh into dust and shattering his Primordial Spirit. His divine body exploded with a thud.

Jingwei hurriedly said, "Master, you’ve killed him; what shall happen to the captive clansmen of the Human Clan?"

Bai Jin beckoned with his hand, a Bright Pearl flew over, suspended in front of him, and said, "Within this lies his Divine Country."

A projection emerged from the Divine Country; within the projection was a city, where countless members of the Human Clan were prostrate on the ground, immersed in blind devotion, men and women, old and young, each emitting the Power of Faith.

Jingwei angrily said, "To captive the Human Clan like livestock, detestable!"

Bai Jin took away the Bright Pearl, his expression solemn, as what Master Yaochi said was not untrue; indeed, there were Evil Gods captiving the Human Clan, and he said, "Let’s go! We’re off to the next location."

Above a great river, Bai Jin and the others appeared; swinging down Sword Qi, the river surged tumultuously.

A Golden-armored General emerged from the river, roaring, "Who’s the presumptuous one daring to offend Hanhai God!"

"Human Clan’s Holy Envoy!"