Chapter 1122: Whatever You Ask For (Fourth Update)
“Dragon Mountain Hermit?” The two ancient gods’ faces changed drastically, exclaiming in unison.
Long Qilin, following behind Qin Mu, said in surprise, “Someone still remembers me? Am I that famous?”
His tail stood up like a flagpole, wagging twice with a whoosh.
When he was the Dragon Mountain Hermit, he had to transform into a human form and didn’t have a tail. Now that he was back to being a dragon qilin, he naturally had a tail to wag.
The two ancient gods were greatly alarmed. Forgetting to check on their elder brother’s fate, they hastily soared into the air. But at that moment, the layers of canopies on the Glazed Azure Sky Canopy unfurled, spreading out twenty-eight layers of heavens, separating the two ancient gods.
The Second Pillar Ancient God sprinted wildly, his speed increasing with each stride. As he ran, he shook his shoulders, and his bone wings spread open from his back. With a rustling sound of membranes vibrating, he flashed past one star after another in an instant.
Only then did he notice that those weren’t stars at all, but massive treasures. The treasures emitted dazzling light, hanging like constellations in the heavens of the Glazed Azure Sky Canopy.
“Truly worthy of being the number one supreme treasure in the world…”
Just as he thought this, space shifted, and he appeared right in front of Qin Mu again!
The Second Pillar Ancient God was horrified. This place was far from his ancestral land, and his strength was greatly diminished now. Facing the Dragon Mountain Hermit, he was certain to lose and die.
However, when his gaze fell on Qin Mu and the others, he was momentarily stunned.
“These people’s cultivation realms don’t seem very high. The highest is just that little blue sparrow, and there’s one at the Jade Capital realm and one at the True God realm. Could it be that they are only disciples of the Dragon Mountain Hermit, and the hermit himself isn’t here?”
He grew excited. If they were merely the Dragon Mountain Hermit’s disciples and attendants, then this was a godsent opportunity for him!
“The number one supreme treasure in the world, the Glazed Azure Sky Canopy… if it falls into my hands…”
Instead of retreating, he charged straight toward Qin Mu and the others!
At that moment, Qin Mu bowed to the Glazed Azure Sky Canopy and said, “Please, precious treasure, activate the treasures of the First Heaven to slay the enemy.”
As soon as he spoke, the ancient god egg suspended at the dome of the Glazed Azure Sky Canopy trembled. A grand Dao sound emanated from within the egg, and a majestic force of the Great Way surged down from the dome, pouring into the many ancestral court treasures of the First Heaven!
Those treasures suddenly emitted a heart-shaking vibration. Beams of devastating light twisted the space inside the Glazed Azure Sky Canopy, striking from all directions before the Second Pillar Ancient God could react, engulfing him!
A thunderous roar echoed, and the Second Pillar Ancient God was instantly vaporized, leaving no trace!
Long Qilin and Yan’er cheered in unison, but Qin Mu felt a chill run down his spine. He looked up at the ancient god egg at the zenith, a flicker of fear in his heart.
The being inside this ancient god egg was unimaginably powerful. Whatever was asked for, it granted. The strength of its divine abilities and power gave Qin Mu the feeling that it even surpassed the Heavenly Venerables of the Heavenly Court!
Even a Heavenly Venerable wielding the divine weapon Imperial Heavenly Venerable might not be able to contend with it!
Qin Mu remained expressionless, but the skin on the back of his neck prickled with goosebumps, and cold sweat poured down.
On the other side, the Third Pillar Ancient God was also extremely fast, quickly escaping through layer after layer of heavens.
Just then, Qin Mu bowed once more and said in a deep voice, “Please, precious treasure, activate the treasures of the Seventeenth Heaven to slay the enemy!”
From the ancient god egg at the zenith, another resounding Dao sound rang out, like a melodious bell and the beating of war drums. At the same time, Qin Mu’s divine consciousness silently surged upward, attempting to probe the secrets within the ancient god egg.
This ancient god egg was different from the Primal Beginning Egg. When Wei Suifeng split the Primal Beginning Egg, the power inside was triggered, and various Dao patterns overflowed from the egg, accompanied by the roar of Dao sounds.
This ancient god egg, however, showed no external signs. It couldn’t be probed from the outside. Only when the ancient god egg mobilized its own power and actively opened a channel to release its strength did Qin Mu have the chance to let his divine consciousness slip inside.
The various ancestral court treasures of the Seventeenth Heaven blazed with light, obliterating the Third Pillar Ancient God. At the same time, Qin Mu’s divine consciousness reached the ancient god egg and penetrated inside.
As soon as his consciousness entered the egg, he was met with a vast, hazy expanse of primordial chaos. He couldn’t tell what substance it was—it didn’t seem like egg fluid.
Just as he was about to examine it more closely, the chaotic energy transformed into a great bell. On the bell’s surface were birds, beasts, insects, fish, sun, moon, stars, rivers of stars, and all the phenomena of heaven and earth.
Before Qin Mu could look closely, the great bell vanished, replaced by a great tripod. The ancient tripod sat upon thick earthly energy, rising and falling, spinning without end.
On the tripod’s walls were reliefs of various ancient gods—some with three heads and six arms, some with bird heads and human bodies, some with human heads and serpent bodies, some with ox heads and tiger faces—every form imaginable.
Before Qin Mu could get a clear look, the great tripod disappeared, and a bright mirror appeared. In the mirror, the myriad worlds, countless beings, and the turbulent mortal realm seemed to be the living beings of the universe constantly evolving within it.
Suddenly, the bright mirror vanished. That strange chaotic energy swirled, and from the mass of purple energy, a woman emerged. She possessed a peerless beauty that could captivate anyone at first sight.
“Lan’e…”
Qin Mu was stunned. Divine King Lan’e walked toward him, a smile on her face, youthful and lively, gentle and affectionate.
Just as Divine King Lan’e was about to reach him, her appearance suddenly changed into another young woman. She was dressed in white, with a long sword on her back. Small dragon horns sprouted from her forehead, and her hair cascaded over her shoulders like flowing water.
“Bai Qiu’er…”
Qin Mu’s heart trembled. Bai Qiu’er walked toward him, her eyes filled with forty thousand years of waiting.
But then her appearance changed again, becoming the girl he had met by the Yong River. Dressed as a man, Ling Yuxiu appeared before him, her eyes full of playfulness and wildness.
These three women—one was the woman who had deeply attracted Qin Mu, yet she had abandoned all her emotions for the future of her race. One was the Supreme Emperor Sword God, who, because of her belief that human life was paramount, had shouldered the burden of protecting the remnants of the Supreme Emperor alone, seeking a path to survival in the darkness. And because of that night of the Supreme Emperor Calamity, a single meeting had doomed her to a lifetime of waiting, and she had waited for Qin Mu for forty thousand years. The other was his childhood sweetheart, but they could not be together because one had become emperor and the other, state preceptor.
These three women were all aimed at the weaknesses of his Dao heart, born from the tenderness within him!
Lan’e was no longer emotionless. Bai Qiu’er could abandon everything. Ling Yuxiu had returned to how she was before.
It seemed that if he were willing to stay, all his wishes would come true, and he could be with these three women forever.
“They are all illusions, falsehoods…”
Qin Mu’s divine consciousness was in turmoil. But Ling Yuxiu’s hand had already gently touched his consciousness, causing it to tremble.
The Shepherd Heavenly Venerable who had dominated the Dragon Han Era and stirred up trouble in the Heavenly Court was not an omnipotent deity untouched by emotion. From beginning to end, he was a person—a person with a tender heart.
His divine consciousness couldn’t help but take on his form, feeling the caress of his beloved.
Ling Yuxiu’s face turned into Bai Qiu’er’s, nestling against his chest. Bai Qiu’er looked up, and her face transformed into Divine King Lan’e’s. The young Lan’e was as gentle as water.
“You can stay. You don’t have to bear everything alone. We will spend our lives together.” Her breath was like orchid fragrance.
Bang.
Qin Mu’s divine consciousness exploded, turning into nothing.
He had actively destroyed his own consciousness to avoid being lost in the ancient god egg.
When he opened his eyes, it was exactly at the moment he saw the Third Pillar Ancient God die.
“Impressive!”
Qin Mu’s gaze shifted away from the ancient god egg at the zenith. He thought to himself, “This ancient god, not yet born, can transform into anything with form and substance, even into anyone!”