Chapter 1803: The New God King
Heavenly Lord Hao’s heart pounded wildly. The numbers before his eyes were unknown to anyone else, yet Kaihuang Qin Ye seemed able to see them, which was truly bizarre. Even more alarming, the numbers before him turned to zero, becoming a string of zeros! Could it be that his death had truly arrived?
“You are already a dead man. I have no interest in killing a corpse.”
Kaihuang Qin Ye sheathed his sword, turned his back on him, and strode toward other battlefields: “Once, I believed the only heroes under heaven were Ye and Hao. I never imagined that by the time I rose again, you would have become so pathetic. When I wanted to personally eliminate you, you were already a dead man.”
Heavenly Lord Hao flew into a rage: “What do you mean, already a dead man? Qin Ye, I am still alive and well!”
The moment his words fell, a divine ability suddenly came from nowhere, striking his physical body! The power of this ability was immense, and it came without warning, without any sign, directly hitting his forehead—precisely at the sword wound left by Qin Mu ninety-three years ago!
Heavenly Lord Hao’s head exploded with a thunderous roar. Even though he had attained the Dao through strength and had diligently cultivated over the years, comprehending the insights of the Dao attainers of Miluo Palace into the Hongmeng runes, he could not withstand the might of this blow!
His head shattered, and his primordial spirit was blasted out of his body. Furious and shocked, he found his primordial spirit also injured. However, how could a being as formidable as him die so easily? His Great Luo Heaven had manifested, his Dao Tree had grown, and his Dao Fruit had formed. Although this strike was immensely powerful, it could not take his life!
“Is this all the Seventh Young Master has to offer?”
Just as he was about to regenerate his physical body, the divine abilities from nowhere descended like a flood, tens of thousands of them—divine abilities and Dao techniques from various Dao attainers, ever-changing, drowning him! None of these abilities were repeated; each contained the ultimate achievement of a Dao, covering so many Daos that not even Heavenly Lord Hao could recognize them all, let alone the young masters of Miluo Palace!
Boom!
Heavenly Lord Hao’s Great Luo Heaven shattered, his Dao Fruit crumbled, his Dao Tree disintegrated, his primordial spirit turned to ashes, and his physical body annihilated amidst the overwhelming divine abilities, leaving not a trace!
These abilities were not Qin Mu’s, but those of Wuyai the Elder. In the battle of the Guixu ninety-three years ago, Wuyai the Elder had attacked Qin Mu, with the World Tree hanging myriad Dao Fruits, its branches dancing like countless arms, unleashing countless great abilities of Dao attainers. When these abilities struck Qin Mu, they were blocked by his incomplete Dao Realm Thirty-Six Heavens ability and fell into the sixteen Chaos Rivers. Over the long years, Wuyai the Elder’s abilities would traverse the Chaos Rivers one by one, crossing endless time to reach Qin Mu. But Qin Mu lacked the patience to deal with them one by one. So, when forging the Six Paths Heavenly Wheel with Chaos Stone, he sent all these abilities to ninety-three years later, accompanying the sword strike aimed at Young Master Lingxiao.
Wuyai the Elder’s abilities would appear ninety-three years later at the sword wound of Young Master Lingxiao. If Young Master Lingxiao had still controlled Heavenly Lord Hao’s body, he could have easily handled them, as Wuyai the Elder, trapped in the Guixu Abyss ninety-three years ago, had greatly diminished power. But for Heavenly Lord Hao, it was truly his death! Despite his high talent, he could not withstand even a single move against Wuyai the Elder’s masterful abilities!
Young Master Lingxiao and everyone in Miluo Palace failed to see the hidden killing intent in Qin Mu’s sword strike because they had only just encountered this kind of ability and did not understand its deeper mysteries. But Kaihuang Qin Ye, who had helped Qin Mu perfect his Dao Realm Thirty-Six Heavens alongside Lan Yutian and others, had a deep understanding of it. Thus, when facing Heavenly Lord Hao, he immediately saw that his death had arrived and lost the desire to contend with him.
Kaihuang Qin Ye looked back and saw Heavenly Lord Hao utterly destroyed in body and spirit. His heart darkened. An era had completely ended with Heavenly Lord Hao’s death. The Ten Heavenly Lords had become history. Once, he had matched wits and courage with them, vying for supremacy under heaven. Now, they had all turned to dust.
Ahead, Qin Mu was battling the Dao soldiers of the Third and Fourth Young Masters. Lang Wo, Tai Shi, Kaihuang Di Yiyue, and others were also fighting fiercely. Qin Ye drew his sword and charged into the battlefield. The enemies of Eternal Peace were no longer the Ten Heavenly Lords; now, the enemies were stronger and more troublesome. But he still had to wield his sword, not for anything else, but to protect the Carefree Village in his heart!
Heavenly Lord Hao’s death was merely an insignificant ripple in the desperate battle of Zuting. His demise only drew a sigh of regret from the Third and Fourth Young Masters of Miluo Palace before they forgot him. This battle was just one ordinary campaign in the Zuting struggle.
Three thousand years passed. In Zuting, Qin Fengqing attained the Dao, and Xing Han also attained the Dao. Lan Yutian then left Zuting, and Zhu Santong followed him back to the Yuan Realm. Not long after, Zhu Santong brought a group of Eternal Peace experts into Zuting to continue this training.
As time went on, the situation in Zuting grew increasingly treacherous. Wuyai the Elder and Young Master Wuji appeared, stirring up the chaos. Qin Mu’s cultivation and power grew stronger, making him the pillar supporting Zuting.
Another three thousand years passed. Gongsun Yan, Youming Crown Prince, and the Dao Ancestor also attained the Dao. Kaihuang Qin Ye left Zuting and returned to his homeland. Zhu Santong followed him to the Yuan Realm. Youming Crown Prince, having attained the Dao, went to the Yuan Realm to find his reincarnated parents, carefully teaching the Xuan Emperor and Wu Emperor before later sending them to Zuting.
Another three thousand years passed. Ming Huang and Chi Huang attained the Dao in Zuting.
Another three thousand years passed. Kaihuang Di Yiyue, Village Chief Su Mozhe, and Grandmother Si Youyou attained the Dao.
In the following three thousand years, others attained the Dao one after another, such as Nan Di, Hua Xuanxiu, Wei Suifeng, Jiang Yunjian, and later Zhu Santong, Dongyang, and others. The people around Qin Mu changed constantly. Many returned to Zuting to teach their insights and learnings, sharing the results of Eternal Peace’s reforms and educating future generations. Only Ling Yuxiu and Lang Wo never left.
Later, Long Qilin Long Pi arrived. After who knows how long, Long Pi also left. After another unknown number of years, the reincarnated Shang Jun arrived, and Yan Feng Di also came. They did not leave after arriving. The reincarnated Shang Jun had forgotten the suffering of his past life and never awakened his past memories. He was now a cheerful young man, always possessing an admirable optimism.
Finally, Lang Wo bid farewell to Qin Mu, saying, “Holy Child, I plan to leave.”
Qin Mu was cultivating the Guixu Lotus Platform. He looked up at her, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
“Holy Child, in the past, I was greedy for merit and refined the Imperial Emperor’s divine consciousness for my own use. Over these long years, I have seen many attain the Dao, each finding their own path and cultivating Dao Flowers and Dao Fruits. But I know my path has reached its end; I can go no further.” Lang Wo said softly, “When I return to Eternal Peace, I will reincarnate. The Creators are few in number, so I may not be reborn among them. I might become a spirit in the forest, a fish in the water, or a human woman. I think I will be like Shang Jun, not awakening my past memories. Otherwise, the Creator race will become a burden on my path to Dao attainment.”
Qin Mu stood up, his gaze complex: “Will you come back?”
“Probably not.” Lang Wo smiled. “Holy Child, can you paint another picture for me?”
Qin Mu took out paper, ink, and brush. He looked at the woman he had once secretly loved, unable to put brush to paper for a long time.
Lang Wo finally left with a painting. After returning to the Creator race, two years later, she gave birth to a child, naming him Si Qin. However, she did not reincarnate as she had told Qin Mu. Instead, she carefully taught Si Qin, nurturing him with dedication, raising him to become the new God King of the Creator race.
Jiang Baigui came to visit her. After observing Si Qin for a long time, he asked, “Who is his father?”
Lang Wo smiled and did not answer: “The Creators have very low fertility, which is why they once worshipped the Empress Dowager, praying for many children. But Si Qin will be an exception. He will strengthen the Creator race, preventing my people from disappearing into history.”
Jiang Baigui was silent for a moment, then shook his head: “Goddess King, you have fallen in love, and your technique has been broken. Your technique requires cutting off emotions and desires. Once you have feelings, your technique shatters, and you will lose your power. Both your divine consciousness and your energy will weaken. I sense that your cultivation is regressing, not advancing. Although Creators have long lifespans, you will gradually age as your cultivation declines. You should reincarnate. I will arrange it for you.”
“No.” Lang Wo laughed. “All my life, I have sought a future for the Creator race. When I became pregnant, all kinds of emotions came flooding in. Only then did I feel like an ordinary person. I don’t want Si Qin to not know his father or mother. I will watch him grow up.”
Jiang Baigui’s gaze was complex as he took his leave. Lang Wo saw him off at the border of the Creator territory. Jiang Baigui turned back, looking at this extraordinary woman, and suddenly asked, “Who is his father? If you won’t tell me, can you at least tell me how long it takes for a Creator to go from conception to birth?”
Lang Wo smiled and shook her head, waving goodbye: “His father is also just an ordinary person.”
Jiang Baigui left with regret. Although he had his suspicions, he dared not be certain. By the time Lang Wo grew old and turned to dust, perhaps no one would ever know this secret.
Jiang Baigui returned to Eternal Peace. The reforms no longer needed his personal oversight. Eternal Peace had formed a spirit of bold progress. Now, Eternal Peace was completely different from what it had been back then. “Forty thousand years have passed. Is he still in Zuting?” Jiang Baigui looked up at the sky beyond, murmuring.
More and more stars filled the sky, the result of the growing spiritual energy. The spiritual energy overflowing from Zuting had been causing the myriad worlds to expand. That man had never returned.
In the sky of Eternal Peace, a bright moon hung quietly. In the Moon Palace, a woman also occasionally looked toward Zuting.
——Zhaizhu exhales a puff of smoke. The Annals of the Shepherd God is beginning to show the aura of the Destruction Calamity. From the destroyed universe comes an unwilling roar. Begging for monthly votes!