Chapter 1068: Lang Wan's Final Lesson (Second Update!)
Suddenly, he recalled something and felt a flicker of doubt.
Right now, Ling Tianzun, Yue Tianzun, and Yun Tianzun were all absent from the Xiaohan Heavenly Court. What had happened that required all three of these Heavenly Venerables to act together?
Yun Tianzun and Yue Tianzun could be excused—their strength was unfathomably deep. But Ling Tianzun was not known for her combat prowess; in fact, her cultivation realm had always been quite low.
The last time Qin Mu had encountered Ling Tianzun, she was only at the True God realm.
For her, the depth of her realm didn't matter much; what was most important was researching her own divine abilities.
That Ling Tianzun was also absent from the Heavenly Court now meant the situation was urgent and severe.
The Heavenly Dragon Chariot came to a halt. Qin Mu quietly slipped into the Xiaohan Heavenly Court and made his way to Ling Tianzun's residence. The many bamboo poles and little horses were still inspecting the scattered manuscripts, and her dwelling remained a chaotic mess.
Seeing this, Yan'er couldn't resist her old habits and eagerly began tidying up for Ling Tianzun.
Qin Mu also helped organize the manuscripts, when suddenly he discovered a stack of blueprints among them. He froze.
He quickly flipped through the blueprints. Ling Tianzun had drawn a woman's figure, along with various creation runes.
"Lang Wan!"
Qin Mu's heart leaped. But upon closer inspection, he confirmed that what Ling Tianzun had depicted was likely Lang Wan in her youth.
At that time, Lang Wan's appearance was beautiful, pure, and full of vitality. Just looking at her made one's heart race uncontrollably, evoking a feeling of love.
Compared to the later Lang Wan, the Divine King, and the youthful Creator Lang Wan, the latter was even more beautiful, but her heart had gradually grown cold, with less emotion and more rationality.
Although Ling Tianzun's painting hadn't reached the pinnacle of the art, she had captured the beauty of the young girl, clearly indicating this wasn't her first time seeing Lang Wan.
Qin Mu steadied himself and continued flipping through other blueprints. Most of them were covered in creation runes.
Beyond that, he found another set of blueprints—a design for an extremely massive and complex divine artifact.
Qin Mu quickly scanned through it, his expression turning grave. "A Creation Divine Artifact!"
This wasn't just a single artifact; it was an entire structure!
The Creation Divine Artifact was enormous and intricate, a behemoth that pushed the Dao of Creation to its absolute limit!
"Could this Creation Divine Artifact be the one in the later Zao Fu Heavenly Palace? Was it the same artifact that Yuan Mu Furen used to create Yun Chu Xiu, and that the Ten Heavenly Venerables used to forge the artifact Yu Tianzun?"
Qin Mu pondered. The blueprints were extremely complex. Based on the required materials, there was no divine metal or divine iron in the world capable of forging a Creation Divine Artifact—not even treasures like the Guixu Abyss Iron or the Tianyin Gold.
Guixu Abyss Iron and Tianyin Gold both contained natural Dao resonance and had their own attributes. Forging a Creation Divine Artifact required a divine metal with no attributes at all, in order to fully manifest the Dao of Creation!
"No wonder Yun Tianzun went to steal treasures from the Zhaoyang Hall. His goals, aside from the Tai Emperor Seal and the Tai Emperor Altar, were to find a treasure that could perfectly align with the Dao of Creation. Such a treasure could indeed only exist in the Ancestral Court."
He then saw other blueprints—the divine consciousness runes contained within the Tai Emperor Seal and the Tai Emperor Altar. Ling Tianzun had deconstructed them, comprehending the divine consciousness runes.
Although the Creators of the ancient era possessed immense divine consciousness, they had never developed it into runes; they had a complete blank when it came to Dao runes.
"If the Tai Emperor were here and saw the divine consciousness runes Ling Tianzun had deconstructed, he would likely sigh with emotion and consider her his Dao companion. But the next moment, he would kill her without mercy!"
Qin Mu's eyes flickered as he looked at the divine consciousness runes Ling Tianzun had organized. Ling Tianzun was utterly devoted to her studies, caring nothing for external matters. Yu Tianzun once said her talent and comprehension surpassed even his own—perhaps that was modesty on Yu Tianzun's part, but Ling Tianzun's talent and insight were undoubtedly extraordinary!
The Tai Emperor's divine consciousness runes were likely something Yun Tianzun had asked her to deconstruct, in order to deduce the Tai Emperor's weaknesses.
"That means, based on these divine consciousness runes, Yun Tianzun deduced the flaw in the Tai Emperor's Supreme Divine Consciousness, and set a trap for him in the Tai Xu. The Tai Emperor's Supreme Divine Consciousness Domain has been cracked! The moment he unleashes his Supreme Divine Consciousness Domain will be his death!"
Seeing these blueprints, Qin Mu suddenly understood why the three Heavenly Venerables had to act together.
"They've gone to the Tai Xu to make their move against the Tai Emperor!"
His eyes shone brightly as he looked up. In recent years, Ling Tianzun hadn't continued her deep research into the Immutability of Matter; instead, she had pushed the Dao of Creation to its limits, and studying the Tai Emperor's divine consciousness had cost her a lot of time.
But based on this, Yun Tianzun had established a method to deal with both the Tai Emperor and the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor!
"The Tai Xu—a great battle is likely already unfolding there!"
Qin Mu's heart surged with emotion, but now, it was too late for him to rush over and witness this battle that would shape the future!
In the Tai Xu, a deafening roar echoed. The Tai Emperor's towering figure shattered the sky of the Tai Xu, crushed the stars created by the Creators' visualization, destroyed the sun, moon, and mountains, and caused the world the Creators had built with their divine consciousness to collapse!
A terrifying backlash of divine consciousness surged in reverse, crashing into the minds of the Creators in the Tai Xu.
What was once a peaceful Tai Xu instantly turned into a massive slaughterhouse. The Creators who had fled there, under the overwhelming backlash of divine consciousness, involuntarily looked up to the sky, opened their mouths wide, and the out-of-control divine consciousness poured into their mouths, shattering their minds, crushing their brains, and obliterating their thoughts!
The Tai Xu consisted of two regions. On the other Tai Xu, the young Lang Wan, the Divine King, stared blankly at this scene.
Yun Tianzun stood beside her, speaking softly, "Lang Wan, you and your people do not understand schemes and plots. Today, I will give you a lesson—your final lesson."
His expression was complex as he continued, "For the survival of a race, all means are justified!"
Lang Wan, the Divine King, opened her mouth, looking at the clan leaders and elders of the various Creator races behind Yun Tianzun. None of them rose to intercept the Tai Emperor or stop his massacre.
"For the continuation of the race, all sacrifices are worth it!"
Yun Tianzun spoke to Lang Wan in a detached tone, "The first Tai Xu can be left to the Tai Emperor to destroy, and the Creators there can be killed by him. The collapsing divine consciousness in the Tai Xu will turn it into a death trap. That backlash will affect not only us but also the Tai Emperor—the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the backlash."
He forced a faint smile, saying, "I am trading the deaths of your million clansmen for the lives of the hundred thousand behind you."
The young Lang Wan looked pleadingly at the clan leaders and elders. Behind each of them stood one hundred thousand Creators.
"Save them, please…"
Lang Wan heard herself begging them in a voice that felt foreign, "I beg you!"
The ninety-eight most ancient Creator clan leaders and elders intertwined their divine consciousness, forming an exceptionally loud wave of divine consciousness, filled with the joy of dying for the future of their race: "Lang Wan, the Saintess of our Creator race, for the continuation of our race, all sacrifices are worth it! We are ready too!"
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After seeing off Fu Jingyi, Gu Sanquan sat down again. After pondering for a long time, he still felt that courtesy before force was the best policy. After all, the court had decreed that temples and Daoist monasteries were under special protection.
All the clothes were burned off, and the toilet lid was melted. The white porcelain toilet was now smoke-stained, pitch black, and touching it left a layer of black ash.
Several of them wrapped their exposed body parts with tape, as being bitten by zombies was no joke.
Another slash, and the zombie in the darkness, now blind, was as helpless as a lamb under Li Feng's long blade.
"Violating the rules of the Emperor Academy means even elders cannot escape punishment." Zhu He, seeing Ye Ci unafraid, threatened coldly.
Wang Dongshan rose from the pit on the ground, and the movement pulled at the wound on his chest, causing him to cough up two mouthfuls of blood.
Angela's mind was filled with strange thoughts. Her blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and she crossed her arms, sizing her up with interest.
"What's so important that you have to come back after dawn?" Jiang Yansheng felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
"Remember to introduce a boyfriend to me! There are so many handsome men around Xiao Yu… Oh, even his bodyguards are so handsome." Mo Dai said, glancing at the two bodyguards at the next table.
Su Hui licked her dry lips, held her breath, pulled back her hands and feet, and crept into the bathroom.
But as she entered the bathroom and looked up at the mirror, her phone fell to the floor with a slap. The music stopped, and the entire bathroom was so quiet she could hear her own heartbeat. The person in the mirror had disheveled hair and a face as pale as paper.
After recuperating, Jiang Yansheng slowly began to speak again, but her voice had lost its former soft texture, now carrying a faint hoarseness.
Even though Xiao Yu appeared outwardly as if nothing had happened, it didn't mean his heart was calm.
Everyone was cheering for the victor, but the top row of boxes in the stands remained aloof.
It was as if, to start the cycle, a massive cleansing had been carried out across the entire continent.
Zhang Bingcheng didn't move, just watched Mo Ze warily. Zhang Zhitao thought he hadn't heard her and started shouting again, causing Zhang Bingcheng to turn and glare at her before speaking to his subordinates.
Just as He Hao and his group were about to leave after watching the scene, the auction house put up a complete set of auto repair tools, including an argon arc welder, a blowtorch, metal shears, a bending machine, four jacks, three toolboxes, and a CNC station. The starting price reached an astonishing 6,000.
Everyone in the tent was stunned, and even Xuan Ning felt that Chen Ao's face was simply too thick.