Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2156 - 2156 2146 Subconscious

2156: Chapter 2146: Subconscious 2156: Chapter 2146: Subconscious What exactly happened in that instant, no one knew, not even Long Cai’er who was still on the ground, unsure of what had transpired.

The dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the light had once again returned to the earth.

The tribulation lightning had lasted all night long.

Long Cai’er felt a new power coursing through her body as if she had been reborn, her dragon horns growing continuously.

Now, she was almost akin to a dragon.

Though she was a Flood Dragon, she had stepped into the threshold of skill, becoming one among the many Flood Dragons wishing to become full-fledged dragons.

With Long Cai’er’s now keen observational skills, she dimly noticed a charred body slowly descending from the sky.

Not daring to delay for even a moment, Long Cai’er took flight instantly, ascending to the Jiao Long Realm.

She had instinctively mastered numerous techniques, flying being merely the most basic level.

The charred figure falling through the air was naturally Long Yan.

Long Cai’er flew extremely fast, reaching Long Yan’s side in the blink of an eye.

A faint white light enveloped Long Yan, stopping his downward momentum.

White light continuously burrowed into his body, repairing Long Yan’s body.

This was the ability Long Cai’er had realized upon entering the Jiao Long Realm.

Though it was merely simple healing, it was enough for Long Yan at the moment.

Long Cai’er transformed from her Flood Dragon form to a human form.

The initially petite Long Cai’er had turned into a tall, leggy woman, her bust size incomparably greater than before.

With a nation-toppling beauty, she looked into Long Yan’s eyes, holding him in her arms.

The man in front of her had lost consciousness, unaware of the incredible feat he had just achieved.

Facing off against the tribulation lightning was not something an ordinary person could manage.

Now, dense black points of light still clung to Long Yan’s intellect, continuously healing his body, merging with Long Cai’er’s white light, rapidly repairing Long Yan’s body.

Long Cai’er, holding Long Yan, gently landed, her lips parting slightly, yet not knowing what to say, she just held onto Long Yan, waiting for him to awaken.

Subconsciously, Long Yan looked at the Five Great Divine Beasts in front of him, speechless.

The White Tiger took a step forward as if representing the other four.

“Oooo~ Aooo~”

It let out a series of beastly roars toward Long Yan.

If possible, Long Yan also wanted to understand what it was saying, but clearly, he did not understand the White Tiger’s language.

“I don’t understand, can you speak Mandarin?”

“Oooo~ Aooo~”

The White Tiger seemed quite hurt as it retreated back into formation, after which the Azure Dragon stepped forward again.

“Roar!”

The sound was especially loud, startling Long Yan, causing three black lines to flow down his head.

“It’s not that I can’t hear, I just don’t understand.”

Nevertheless, Long Yan still patiently said, the Azure Dragon before him tilted its head as if it didn’t understand Long Yan’s words and retreated.

“Can you understand what I’m saying?”

After a moment’s thought, Long Yan decided to try and communicate with the Divine Beasts.

“Humans~”

An ancient voice emanated from the Qilin’s mouth, which somewhat exasperated Long Yan.

It could speak Mandarin after all, so why start with the animal language?

“Human, we did not initially, but the learning ability of the Divine Beasts is powerful, so we acquired this ability from your memories.”

Qilin slowly began to speak, Long Yan felt somewhat irritated inside as Qilin casually intruded his memories.

“Don’t worry, human, we just adopted a way of communication.

We did ask for your opinion, but you couldn’t understand our language.”

A resigned, almost human expression appeared on Qilin’s face.

Just now, White Tiger and Azure Dragon had been trying to seek Long Yan’s opinion, but Long Yan couldn’t understand a word they said, so they simply searched directly.

Long Yan somewhat understood now, but he felt curious as to why he was still here.

Everything around was pitch black, with only a few God-Beasts present in the darkness.

“Young man, there’s no need to feel this way.

We have no intention of harming you.

This is merely the shallowest layer of your consciousness.”

Qilin was continually trying to soothe Long Yan and show his goodwill.

They just wanted Long Yan to learn some secrets.

“The reason for summoning you here is simple.

Do you know about the Power of God-Beasts?”

A confused expression appeared on Long Yan’s face.

What Power of God-Beasts?

Earlier, White Tiger was just giving him strength to oppose the upcoming battle between humans and the Demon Clan.

As if seeing into Long Yan’s thoughts, a smile appeared on Qilin’s face.

To the likes of Qilin and White Tiger, top-tier God-Beasts, conflicts like these seem mundane—mere ant fights before giants.

“Oh?”

Long Yan’s interest was piqued.

It seemed there were other hidden agendas behind the God-Beasts granting him power.

When Qilin spoke, a hint of fear crept onto his face.

In front of such entities, everything else, be it the Demon Clan or Emperor Ye, seemed insignificant.

“You know the essence of Cultivators, right?”

After a while, Qilin slowly spoke.

Long Yan, of course, knew—Cultivators were known to defy Heaven, sequestering life and power from the hands of Heaven Dao.

It was common knowledge to every Cultivator, but he was unclear about why Qilin was bringing this up.

“In fact, Cultivators are not defying Heaven but following it.”

This statement from Qilin somewhat shocked Long Yan.

How could Cultivators be following Heaven?

Were their prolonged lives and all that followed deliberately passed down by Heaven Dao?

Long Yan was astonished, eager to see from Qilin’s face if it was joking, but the serious expression compelled him to believe.

“What’s the reasoning behind this?”

Long Yan felt his worldview was being overturned—apparently, Cultivation was, in fact, an act of following Heaven.

A bitter expression also surfaced on Qilin’s face.

Indeed, they were all mere pieces on a chessboard, like in Xiangqi—some strong, some weak, constantly battling among themselves.

“What about the war between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan?”

Seeing Qilin’s expression, Long Yan instantly understood.

It seemed the racial wars between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan were also orchestrated by Heaven Dao, which made Long Yan feel very distressed.

He had always lived according to someone else’s arrangements, making his lifelong efforts seem rather foolish.

Success had been prearranged, and failure was not his responsibility but someone else’s design.

“Young man, don’t be disheartened just yet.”

Qilin timely voiced comfort to the emotionally complex Long Yan, implying that if they could not defy Heaven Dao, they wouldn’t be speaking here.

“From what we know, Heaven Dao can be defeated.”

Qilin’s words stunned Long Yan—Heaven Dao could be defeated?

Was this how God-Beasts spoke nonsense?

In Long Yan’s mind, though Heaven Dao was acknowledged as existent, it was formless.

Defeating Heaven Dao seemed like a fool’s dream.