Chapter 979: Intimidating Carefree Haven (Third Update, Asking for Monthly Votes!)
In the thirty-three heavens of Carefree Haven, a deadly silence reigned.
The various armies of the Kaihuang Heavenly Court had all been assembled. Generals shuttled back and forth before the formations, shouting loudly to boost morale.
The thirty-three heavens had gathered their armies primarily to protect the people who had migrated here. Rows of divine cities stood, easy to defend and hard to attack. The coordination between different troop types was far beyond what the rabble of the Creators could match.
However, although the Creators were a scattered mess, their combat power was extremely high. Even immature Creators were terrifyingly strong.
A Creator of two or three years old could already fight and kill a flood dragon, a feat unmatched by any other race. Perhaps only someone like Youdu’s Divine Son, Qin Fengqing, could surpass them in infancy.
Everyone looked up, gazing at the sky.
Countless enormous planets crowded the sky, packed tightly together—some intact, some broken, colliding and jostling against one another.
Over the past twenty thousand years, the Creators had invaded from time to time, inflicting heavy casualties on Carefree Haven.
The Dead Star Belt was especially dangerous. Creators often lurked there, visualizing all kinds of monsters to attack Carefree Haven, or even conjuring natural disasters like thunderstorms, floods, and hurricanes, causing endless trouble.
Now, word had come that the Creators were launching a full-scale assault and would soon arrive at Carefree Haven!
Although the thirty-three heavens of Carefree Haven had been forged over the years into an impregnable iron fortress, their attackers were the Creators. Could their divine cities truly withstand these beings?
Suddenly, the sky split open. A pair of incredibly rough, enormous hands reached in from beyond the heavens, gently pushing aside planets like flicking marbles. Then, a multitude of Creators appeared, picking up planets and moving them far away.
Moving stars and shifting constellations—even the gods of Carefree Haven couldn’t do it so effortlessly!
The divine generals of the thirty-three heavens wore grim expressions, instinctively tightening their grips on their divine weapons. Some had cold sweat dripping from their foreheads into their eyes, hurriedly lifting their visors to wipe it away.
A general spotted this and immediately barked an order for them to put their visors back on.
In the city, a child began to cry, but its mother quickly covered its mouth, muffling the sound.
In the sky, a colossal face leaned down, scanning the divine cities.
“Hold your positions!”
A divine general shouted sharply, “Pass my order: hold your positions! Wait until the enemy enters Carefree Haven, then follow my command!”
The divine beings guarding each city grew more tense, surging their primal energies. The celestial palaces behind them swayed, and the primordial spirits within them rose to their peak, ready to strike at any moment!
But then, the Creators in the sky vanished.
The divine armies and common people of Carefree Haven looked up, gazing beyond the heavens. Despite their countless battles, they couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread.
Beyond the heavens, towering figures stood like ancient gods, arrayed in neat ranks in the void, exuding a murderous aura.
From within Carefree Haven, the Creators outside stretched endlessly. Their bodies stood straight, clad in gleaming golden armor, wielding divine weapons that had clearly been stained with countless lives.
And those weapons were enormous—just one or two could destroy a divine city, crushing it to dust!
Even more terrifying, the Creators outside were divided into different formations, each with distinct divine armor and weapons. Those armors and weapons were covered in complex patterns formed by runes, clearly forged through countless refinements, containing countless terrifying formations and divine abilities!
Every weapon was a deadly instrument of slaughter!
Inside Carefree Haven, even the generals commanding the divine armies broke out in cold sweat, their hands trembling slightly.
*Clang.*
He heard a sound behind him and turned to see a soldier dropping his divine weapon, which clattered to the ground.
“Pick it up!” the general growled.
The soldier scrambled to retrieve it, then looked up at the sky beyond. His gaze went blank, his mouth hanging open, unable to speak.
The general quickly turned to look outside and nearly dropped his own weapon.
Beyond the heavens, a million Creators roared in unison, and a burst of divine light erupted behind them. Vast celestial palaces rose from the void!
Countless celestial palaces stretched into a single expanse. Behind nearly every Creator from the Other Shore world floated two or three palaces, and some had over a dozen, forming a miniature heavenly court!
This sight was utterly despairing.
Although the Creators of the Other Shore world were formidable in visualization and had adopted the Divine Treasury and Celestial Palace system, how could they have developed to this level?
Even in Carefree Haven, few had mastered the Miniature Heavenly Court technique!
Yet among these million Creators, almost every one had cultivated it!
On the Jade Clarity Heaven, the big-headed infant Qin Fengqing was also fully armored, clutching two massive round hammers. These were heavy divine weapons specially forged by Carefree Haven’s artisans for him to use against Creators.
His armor was meticulously crafted, etched with runic patterns designed to counter the Creators’ psychic attacks.
Seeing the scene beyond the heavens, Qin Fengqing immediately tucked the hammers under his armpits and turned to walk into the Kaihuang Celestial Palace. Consort Zhen hurried after him, asking, “Fengqing, where are you going?”
“Packing valuables and preparing to flee.”
The big-headed baby turned back, saying, “Mother, come with me. This place isn’t safe anymore. Those delicious things are coming here, and I can’t stop them—maybe they’ll even eat me. Mother, call Father. We have a ship; we can leave from the rear. I’ll take you back to Youdu. Earth Lord said if I return, he’ll do everything to protect me. Our family can survive!”
Consort Zhen fumed, “Our people are all here! How can we abandon them and flee alone?”
Qin Fengqing scratched his head. “Well, you could call them too, but not too many. Too many people, and I can’t protect you all. Earth Lord probably wouldn’t want to take in so many either…”
Consort Zhen flew into a rage, leaped onto his shoulder, grabbed his ear, and dragged him back, scolding, “There’s no way out there! Defending Carefree Haven and fighting to the death is our only chance to survive! Have you forgotten your little brother? Those Creators captured him, and you want to run instead of saving him? I’m ashamed of you!”
“Don’t pull, don’t pull!”
Qin Fengqing followed her back to the front lines, shouting, “I’m an adult now! Stop pulling my ear—it’s embarrassing in front of everyone in Carefree Haven. That bad little brother won’t die; I’ve never seen him die. He’s probably hiding among the delicious things, laughing at us…”
Consort Zhen dragged him to the front, where Kaihuang was speaking to Qin Hanzhen and the others with a smile: “These celestial palaces look almost real, quite frightening.”
Beside Kaihuang, a group of top experts radiated fierce auras, rising into the sky as various phenomena, all observing the Creator army outside.
“Indeed, they look real, but there are too many repeats.”
Yan Yunxi chuckled, “There are fourteen types of celestial palaces behind these Creators, and some are incomplete. Clearly, someone showed them fourteen types of palaces to visualize, using them as their own to scare us.”
Qin Hanzhen smiled, “Their divine armor and weapons are also visualized, not real. The patterns on the armor and the forms of the weapons differ among each Creator unit. A thousand Creators form one unit, and a million are divided into a thousand units, each with unique armor and weapon designs. Just designing these would require immense knowledge. This reminds me of someone.”
Yan Yunxi and the others nodded, laughing, “It reminds us of someone too.”
“Wentiange, Grandmaster Wen. His knowledge is profound, his vision high, and he’s the smartest person under heaven. He always strives for perfection. If he set up this scheme, he would design it flawlessly.”
Kaihuang said, “That’s the kind of person he is. But it also limits his achievements. He’s learned too much, unable to integrate all his knowledge, making it hard to advance in cultivation.”
Yan Yunxi smiled, “Your Majesty may not know, but he took three disciples, each inheriting part of his strengths and weaknesses. All three share one trait: they strive for perfection. The second disciple is from your Qin family.”
Qin Hanzhen’s eyes flickered. “Are you saying, Grandmaster Ziyun…”
Yan Yunxi laughed, “That Qin family child wasn’t beheaded as a sacrificial offering but truly became the Creators’ Holy Infant, their leader.”
Qin Hanzhen exclaimed, “You mean the one behind this scheme is Mu’er?”
Kaihuang said calmly, “The one in charge among the Creators is him. Hmph, an army at the gates, such a grand display—this kid has quite the nerve. If you see him, remember to call him Mu Tianzun, not treat him as a Qin family child.”
Everyone was startled, puzzled.
Kaihuang said, “He has Qin blood, but the Qin family never raised or taught him. Moreover, he’s already repaid the debt of birth to the Qin family. He is a Tianzun after all; addressing him by his title is a sign of respect.”
Qin Hanzhen frowned, sensing that the ancestor was somewhat angry.
It was understandable.
Few could tell that the Creators’ celestial palaces were visualized—only a handful. The rest were terrified out of their wits by the Creator army outside, even Qin Fengqing wanting to flee.
And all of this was Qin Mu’s doing. How could Kaihuang not be furious?
Beyond the heavens, Qin Mu floated with fourteen celestial palaces behind him, using Langhuan Divine King’s psychic power to implant the structures of his fourteen palaces into the Creators’ minds for them to visualize.
Shujun coughed, reminding him, “Holy Infant, aren’t you worried about going too far?”
“Too far?”
Qin Mu sneered, “When Yankang needed Carefree Haven’s protection most, a single order pulled away all the divine beings, leaving Yankang to resist the Heavenly Court alone. I don’t think that’s too far. He shouldn’t have given Yankang hope, only to snatch it all away. Yankang, heh…”
His resentment toward Kaihuang had never fully dissipated. “Yankang was always abandoned by him—not once, but twice! It was never him who saved Yankang’s people, but the First Ancestor.”
He stood up, floating on Langhuan Divine King’s shoulder, stepping into the void level with her earlobe, and said, “Sister, your psychic power is vast. Inform everyone in Carefree Haven: the Creator Divine King and Holy Infant wish to meet with Kaihuang to establish eternal peace between our two races. Ask him if he dares to come!”
—Third update here, ten thousand words delivered today. Some readers asked why Mu Shen Ji isn’t participating in the monthly ticket explosion event. Actually, it’s my fault—I’ve been unwell lately and can’t guarantee daily bursts, so I didn’t join, to avoid deceiving readers. But these days, Mu Shen Ji has indeed been bursting, achieving three days of ten-thousand-word updates.