The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 522 - 239: Emotion_1

Chapter 522: Chapter 239: Emotion_1

"The Blood Star... is gone!"

"Gone!"

In the Mortal Heart Realm, in the South Land, all the Ancient Gods and even common folks looked up at the sky.

In the huge gap, the giant Blood Sun that used to be there had now disappeared without a trace.

The common folks might not understand what this all meant, but how could the Ancient Gods not know?

An elderly man with tears running down his face cried out, "The Evil God... is gone!"

The Evil God that had wreaked havoc on the Mortal Heart Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, the one above the True Gods...

Was gone.

He couldn’t help but recall not long ago when the sky was torn open, and the terrifying entity above all True Gods roared in rage.

The Origin Celestial Sovereign from the North Land, clad in crimson robes, entered the sky.

Five thousand deities followed him, vowing to annihilate the Evil God!

Upon seeing a corner of the eye of the entity above the True Gods, the Ancient Gods of the Mortal Heart Realm understood.

This battle could not possibly be won.

The power of the entity above the True Gods was unimaginable.

Its body was more enormous than the Mortal Heart Realm itself.

The Ancient Gods, who were born and raised in the Mortal Heart Realm, if combined, all the resources they acquired would not amount to even one ten-thousandth of the entity above the True Gods.

A battle against it was bound to end in defeat.

But now...

The Blood Sun that had lit the Mortal Heart Realm for countless eons had disappeared.

The Mortal Heart Realm had won.

The Origin Celestial Sovereign had won.

But...

" Grandmaster Lishan... has fallen."

"The Zenith Sun Sovereign... is gone!"

An elderly man with snow-white hair and beard rushed into the cave-dwelling. When he saw that all thirty lanterns hanging in the room had extinguished, his heart was overcome with sorrow.

The Ancient Gods who had gone to the North Land had left a shred of their essence on the life lanterns.

The fire in the lanterns had gone out, which meant they had died in battle outside the sky.

The elderly man with snow-white hair and beard looked up at the sky, hoping to see the Ancient Gods falling like shooting stars.

Regrettably, he was bound to be disappointed.

At this moment, inside the Feihuang City, the City Lord’s daughter, Huang Mengling, looked pensive.

She couldn’t help but reminisce about when she first met the young man.

He was feasting.

She had invited him to leave the dangerous place of Qingshui Village, go with her to the city, and even recommended him to join the Ancient God Alliance.

The eccentric Ancient God had declined, acting somewhat eccentrically.

But who would have thought that he could...

The past seemed as close yet as distant as a dream.

Then, a frail voice rang in Huang Mengling’s ears.

"My injury has recovered by thirty percent, can the Flying Spirit Manor send an Evil God here?"

The voice sender was God Yuan, who had been seriously injured and in deep sleep.

In the beginning, when Feihuang City was in danger, she had woken up, but quickly fell into slumber again.

Even while healing, she had been worried about the situation in Feihuang City.

The Origin Celestial Sovereign had killed the invading Evil God, this would undoubtedly provoke retaliation by the Evil God.

Hearing God Yuan’s words, Huang Mengling paused.

She didn’t know how to answer this question.

She hesitated for a moment before finally replying, "The Evil Gods... are all gone."

"Gone?" God Yuan’s voice carried a hint of bewilderment and incomprehension.

Suddenly, she looked up at the sky dome, her eyes shifting from astonishment to terror.

Then, Huang Mengling’s desolate voice came into her ears.

"Yesterday, the Origin Celestial Sovereign led a few Valley Ancient Gods to counter-attack the entity above the True Gods... they have left the sky, and none have returned."

...

The night was hazy, and the ancestor’s land of the Ancient Tribe was eerily silent.

Not being the time for the ancestral land to open, the place was deserted, with no one in sight.

Just then, a dash of red light flashed by, and Qi Yuan’s figure appeared in the ancestral land.

He showed no emotions, simply gazing solemnly at the ancestral land.

"True to its reputation, even I can feel a intense danger in this ancestral land."

In the ancestral land, numerous puppet gods lay dormant.

Qi Yuan at present, was a Yang God, yet he wasn’t.

In his battles with Blood Yang Great Saint and Blood God Great Saint, he had taken advantage of their peculiarities.

The two had coveted the Mortal Heart Realm for quite some time, carrying too much of the innate essence, thereby allowing Qi Yuan to restrain them with the principle of ’All beings are I’, and thus slay them.

Such restraints were not permanent.

Turning these two into puppets was something not even worth considering.

Great Thunder Celestial Sovereign and Zhu Zhuangshi among others, using the methods of assimilation of Evil God, voluntarily became a part of Qi Yuan.

This was what truly meant by "I".

The primeval beings represented unlimited possibilities.

In Vast Wave Realm, ordinary Yin Gods regarded Qi Yuan as their master, but they could not become Qi Yuan’s "I" even if they used assimilation.

’All beings are I’, in truth, was a principle, but it was confined within the Mortal Heart Realm.

If it could be used in every realm or even in many universes, then... it would no longer be an ordinary principle.

Qi Yuan’s gaze swept over the ancestral land, his expression deep and unfathomable.

Turning around, he came to a vacant spot.

There seemed to have been a tower here, but now... it was gone.

"The aura here... feels familiar."

The vanished tower in front of him gave Qi Yuan a sense of familiarity.

"Deification ability?"

Qi Yuan murmured, he started to understand.

With his current level of comprehension and understanding, the law of conservation of energy still held true.

The Deification ability that had appeared out of nowhere, had used some of the special towers in the ancestral land as fuel.

"The civilization of this ancestral land, it’s powerful, I wonder... if it belongs to... this universe."

Qi Yuan felt amazed.

He stood in the ancestral land for a moment, then his figure faded.

"Why hasn’t my mission of safeguarding Qingshui Village... been acknowledged as complete?"

The night was hazy.

The village of Qing Shui was particularly quiet at this moment.

However, many ancient gods were stationed outside the village of Qing Shui.

These ancient gods, with reverence in their hearts, watched the village of Qing Shui as if they were on a pilgrimage.

"A village with such power, all for the Great Venerable, Qing Shui village... should be considered a sacred place in the mortal realm."

"What a pity, they can’t wait for their return."

Some people lamented, extremely anguished.

However, at this moment, there were two ancient gods with pointed mouths and monkey cheeks secretly communicating.

"Origin Venerable is powerful here, Qing Shui Village must have secrets!" An ancient god’s eyes gleamed, his body slightly trembling, "Wang Can, your divine realm prioritizes stealth. Now with many ancient gods around, you unfold your divine realm, we sneak into Qing Shui Village, and split whatever we gain equally!"

Wang Can hesitated: "Origin Venerable just averted a catastrophe, our plan seems... inappropriate."

"Gratitude is gratitude, interest is interest... The opportunities in Qing Shui Village will be wasted if not used. Isn’t it better to benefit us!" The man’s eyes were greedy.

"But... If our action is discovered, we will have no place to stand in the Immortal realm!"

"Humph, we are communicating secretly, what’s there to fear, no one can know our plan.

Taking the chance of Qing Shui Village secretly, even if exposed, isn’t it possible that we can’t become the second Origin Venerable, what do those ancient gods count for, even if Origin Venerable is reborn?" The man said excitedly.

If it wasn’t for Wang Can’s special divine realm, the man would not have collaborated with him, it would be better to sneak in alone.

A flash of greed passed through Wang Can’s eyes, he finally made up his mind: "Let’s do it!"

The two were secretly communicating, preparing to continue, when suddenly the communication stopped.

Not far from Wang Can, a slim woman was holding a fox in her arms.

At this moment, the woman’s body was slightly shaking, and goosebumps appeared on her skin beneath her brown dress.

Wang Can’s gaze suddenly changed, and his divine realm quietly unfolded at this moment.

He was staring at the fox in the woman’s arms.

That fox was his Heart Fox!

His Heart Fox could hear the secret communication of cultivators!

"Zhao Qingyu, what did you hear?" Wang Can’s divine realm unfolded, and there was a murderous intention hidden in his eyes.

Zhao Qingyu’s body trembled, holding her Heart Fox tightly: "Senior, I didn’t hear anything."

At this moment, she was both frightened and angry, wanting to escape for her life.

"Is that so?" Wang Can laughed, "It seems like it was a misunderstanding."

However, his divine realm did not relax.

Obviously, he had already planned to keep Zhao Qingyu here.

However, at this moment, a voice abruptly sounded.

"No wonder my task hasn’t been completed, it turns out... there are still people coveting my Qing Shui Village."

As this voice came, a figure in a bloody robe appeared.

The man had long hair, and his face was exceptionally handsome, as if he was a demon god descended.

Wang Can and the ancient god were taken aback.

The pair of them were shocked beyond belief.

"Origin Venerable!"

It was actually Origin Venerable, he was still alive!

Zhao Qingyu, however, trembled all over, her eyes filled with intense light.

She really wanted to tell Origin Venerable the secret communication she had just overheard, but she couldn’t speak out.

However, at this moment, a streak of bloody light flashed by.

"Don’t think that I can’t hear you when you speak ill of me in secret."

Wang Can and the ancient god beside him, widened their eyes.

The bloody breath entered their divine realms. Their divine realms, vulnerable as paper.

The mighty, unmatched divine realm, seemingly defenseless, was shattered directly.

The two were terrified, the breath of death swept over them, and their bodies fell, dead beyond redemption.

Until their death, they didn’t know how Origin Venerable knew... their plot.

It was clearly a secret communication, and Zhao Qingyu was clearly restrained.

As Wang Can fell, the pressure on Zhao Qingyu instantly vanished. She looked at Qi Yuan, bowed solemnly, "Thank you, Venerable, for saving my life!"

At this moment, streaks of light flashed, evidently, the ancient gods around Qing Shui Village detected something unusual here.

Upon seeing Qi Yuan, these ancient gods were either shocked, or excited.

Origin Venerable... was actually still alive!

"Greetings, Origin Venerable!"

"Greetings Venerable!"

Near Qing Shui Village, there were around a dozen ancient gods, now gathered around Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan took a casual glance.

At this moment, an old man stepped forward, hunching, "Dare I ask Venerable, what happened to the evil gods?"

The disappearance of the Blood Sun indicated the fall of the True Gods.

But they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, so they were always uneasy.

"Dead." Qi Yuan said flatly.

The ancient gods received the news and felt like a weight had been lifted off their hearts, then they heard Qi Yuan spoke.

"Qing Shui Village is my territory, impertinent people are prohibited from entering."

The task of protecting Qing Shui Village, still continues.

The other ancient gods didn’t have much of a reaction, at this moment, they were still absorbed in the fall of the evil gods.

At this moment, Qi Yuan thought of something: "Previously, I had promised to host a banquet in some cities, but unfortunately I never went there.

Those things... could I ask you all to help?"

Hearing this, many of the ancient gods were delighted.

Zhao Qingyu quickly stepped forward: "It’s an honor for me to work for Venerable!"

Venerable is still alive.

The one... who rules this realm, is extremely clear.

"Thanks."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he waved his hand.

"Please return, everyone."

His figure also disappeared, entering Qing Shui Village.

The original place.

The quiet Qing Shui Village, there were no differences from an ordinary village.

The food crops in the fields were growing vigorously.

"Since I’m protecting Qing Shui Village, then let’s move Qing Shui village."

"I am Qing Shui Village, Qing Shui Village is me!"

With Qi Yuan’s voice, a unique change occurred in Qing Shui Village.

Stone, clay, mud, soil, trees, spiritual rice... all became illusory and were instantly drawn into Qi Yuan’s divine realm.

Qi Yuan’s face turned pale for a moment, then instantly returned to normal.

The game prompts resounded at this moment.