Chapter 3982: Divine Martial Envoys from the God Realm
In the fifty thousand years since, busy with cultivation, Zhang Ruochen had not returned to the Kunlun Realm for many years. Therefore, after leaving Wangshan, he did not depart immediately but first made a trip to True Dragon Island.
True Dragon Island, though called an island, was actually millions of miles long, no different from a true continent in every sense.
The Dragon God Hall, once reduced to ruins, had been rebuilt in the heart of True Dragon Island, majestic and towering, like a giant wall at the end of the world that blocked the view.
"Ruochen, how do you have time to visit me? It's been over ten thousand years since you last returned to the Kunlun Realm, hasn't it?"
The Dragon Lord wore a white soft armor embroidered with silver, complementing his golden long hair. He was heroic in appearance, extraordinary in bearing, with a faint, pleasing smile on his face.
Zhang Ruochen said, "I came specifically to congratulate Uncle Dragon on reaching a higher level of cultivation."
The Dragon Lord waved his hand gently and said, "It's all thanks to the help of Ancestral Dragon Qi, inheriting the legacy of our predecessors. I still need to put in greater effort myself. As for you, everything is a new path that requires step-by-step exploration and trial and error. Your difficulty in cultivation is far greater than ours, yet you've advanced ahead of us—that is truly worthy of celebration!"
"By the way, I heard that Nicai and Xingchen caused trouble again, and you punished them by guarding the tomb of the Thousand Star Divine Ancestor for five years?"
Zhang Ruochen seemed thoughtful and smiled, "Did Linglong ask Uncle Dragon to plead for them?"
"It's not Linglong, it's me."
The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon walked out from behind the great hall.
Zhang Ruochen understood in his heart. Although the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon always appeared fierce to everyone, she had always doted on Ao Linglong. It was only natural for Ao Linglong to seek her help.
Chi Xingtian followed behind the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon, looking reluctant, but still said, "Kids a few years old, fighting and playing is normal. What do they know? Five years—do you know what five years means to two children? That's their childhood!"
The Sundial had been activated in the Sword Realm for fifty thousand years, with internal time equivalent to over eighteen million years. With abundant resources, Chi Xingtian and the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon were both top-tier talents. In particular, Chi Xingtian had once been known as the strongest combatant below the Infinite Realm.
Thus, both had reached the Great Unbound Infinite Realm, making them notable figures even in the vast universe.
It could be said that in these fifty thousand years, cultivators below the Indestructible Infinite Realm had made rapid progress, leaping across many levels.
But every advantage has its disadvantage. Entering the Sundial for cultivation also consumed lifespan and required enduring the Eon Calamity.
Therefore, the higher one's talent and the more stable one's foundation, the greater the improvement in cultivation.
Conversely, some dared not even enter the Sundial for cultivation.
The Dragon Lord said, "Actually, I didn't want to meddle in your family matters. But you understand the situation with the Divine Dragon Sun-Moon Chaos Tower. Xingchen's Five Elements Chaos Body and Nicai's True God Body are crucial for activating the Divine Dragon Sun-Moon Chaos Tower. I believe that training them as early as possible will allow them to truly help me in the future."
After the Dragon Nest emerged and underwent multiple tests, the Dragon Lord finally understood why there was a saying that "only a True God Body, Five Elements Chaos Body, Innate Extreme Yang Body, Innate Extreme Yin Body, and True Dragon Body can fully activate the Divine Dragon Sun-Moon Chaos Tower."
With the support of Ancestral Dragon Qi, the Divine Dragon Sun-Moon Chaos Tower could even clash with the Dark Hand.
In the Dragon Lord's vision, with him wielding the Divine Dragon Sun-Moon Chaos Tower, assisted by cultivators with the five physiques to channel Ancestral Dragon Qi, its power could surely be elevated to another level.
Perhaps the significance of the Dragon Nest's existence was as the energy source for the Divine Dragon Sun-Moon Chaos Tower.
Zhang Ruochen smiled, "Uncle Dragon is taking a roundabout way to save them! But after so many years, there's no rush for these five years."
The Dragon Lord did not insist, after all, disciplining children was Zhang Ruochen's family matter. Having mentioned it, he had fulfilled his obligation to the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon and Ao Linglong.
Zhang Ruochen continued, "However, since Uncle Dragon rarely makes a request of me, let's do this. For these five years, they will spend half the year at the ancestral land of the Thousand Star Civilization and the other half here with Uncle Dragon to learn."
Chi Xingtian clapped his hands, overjoyed, "Excellent! Both sides are satisfied—everyone's happy."
The Dragon Lord's expression turned serious, and he said, "Ruochen, have you heard about the Divine Martial Envoy?"
Zhang Ruochen nodded, "The Truth Hall Master sent word earlier, telling me to handle it carefully."
Seeing their expressions, the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon knew this was no small matter. Apart from the Ancestor Calamity, what else could make them both so tense?
Curious, she asked, "How come I haven't heard anything about a Divine Martial Envoy? What's going on?"
The Dragon Lord glanced at Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly, "With their cultivation levels, they are qualified to know. But it must be ensured that the information does not leak for now."
"Is it that exaggerated?"
Seeing Zhang Ruochen's extremely serious gaze, Chi Xingtian immediately smiled apologetically, "I guarantee it, absolutely guarantee it. I'll keep my mouth shut."
The Dragon Lord said, "News from the Heavenly Court says that someone claiming to be an envoy from the God Realm forcibly broke into the Heavenly Palace, alarming the Heavens of the Heavenly Court Universe. This person calls himself the Divine Martial Envoy!"
Chi Xingtian was nearly shocked speechless, "Is it really someone who descended from the God Realm?"
The Dragon Lord shook his head, "Not clear! But it's said that when a Heavenly Lord in the Heavenly Court wanted to make a move against him, his Divine Martial Mark spontaneously combusted, nearly exploding and destroying his Divine Sea."
The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon said, "Impossible! The Divine Martial Mark is a cultivator's most vital weak point and the most heavily guarded area. How could it spontaneously combust? I could believe it happening to an ordinary deity. But that was a Heavenly Lord! The weakest Heavenly Lord in the Heavenly Court Universe now is at the early Indestructible Infinite Realm."
Zhang Ruochen spoke calmly, "It's true. The Heavenly Lord who wanted to act was Bian Zhuang War God. But before the fight even started, it was already over."
Chi Xingtian said, "Could he really be from the God Realm? Since ancient times, we've never heard of anyone from the God Realm appearing in our universe."
The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon said, "If even a Heavenly Lord is like this, wouldn't other cultivators be even more helpless?"
The Dragon Lord said, "Divine authority is granted by the gods. The Divine Martial Mark comes from the God Realm. From the very beginning of cultivation, we have been wearing shackles, nothing more than crops planted by others. When they want to harvest, we can't even resist."
Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly, "It seems the Calamity of Quantities is truly approaching, even the God Realm has become active."
Chi Xingtian said, "I've heard that when one's cultivation reaches the Indestructible Infinite Realm, they can gradually break free from dependence on the Divine Martial Mark and Divine Source. Is that true?"
"Not false! But to completely shake off the influence, one would probably need to reach the Ancestor Realm," Zhang Ruochen said.
Chi Xingtian was instantly deflated.
The Indestructible Infinite Realm—he could still strive for it. The Ancestor Realm...
He didn't even dare to think about it.
The Dragon Lord said, "Since a Divine Martial Envoy has gone to the Heavenly Palace, there must also be a Divine Martial Envoy coming to the Wuding Divine Sea. How does Ruochen plan to handle it?"
Zhang Ruochen's mind was tense but his expression relaxed, and he smiled, "I actually want to meet them. Only from them can we understand what the God Realm is really about."
After all, Zhang Ruochen's Time-Space Divine Martial Mark had long been lost in the Ancient Desolate Era. Without a Divine Martial Mark, naturally, he had nothing to fear.
The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon said, "Forgive my bluntness. You want to keep the existence of the Divine Martial Envoys secret, worried about the impact on lower-level cultivators, worried about unrest. But that can't be hidden! If the Divine Martial Envoys can't achieve their goals, they will definitely find ways to start with those lower-level cultivators to expand their influence."
"Then it depends on what their true purpose is."
Zhang Ruochen took out the Dark Soulfire and said, "Wen Tianjun is in seclusion, and Grandmaster Taishang has to oversee the offensive and defensive situation in the Wuding Divine Sea. After thinking it over, I believe the Dragon Nest is the only place that can suppress this dangerous thing. What does Uncle Dragon think?"
The Dragon Lord said, "The future situation is complex. Facing threats like the Ancestor Calamity and the Dark Anomaly, we should indeed spread the risks. Let's do this: I'll return to the Heavenly Dragon Realm first and work with Fifth Brother to use the Dragon Nest's power to suppress the Dark Soulfire."
The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon and Chi Xingtian never imagined that with cultivation levels as high as Zhang Ruochen and the Dragon Lord, they would be so pessimistic about the future.
Not daring to place both the Dark Soulfire and the Dark Remnant Body in the Nine Heavens Celestial World was undoubtedly a fear that the Ancestor Force left by the Great Venerable would be breached.
"We'll go to the Dragon Nest too," the two of them said.
Suddenly, a strange expression appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face: "They've really come!"
"What's come... you mean the Divine Martial Envoy!" Chi Xingtian exclaimed in shock.
...
On the northern shore of the Wuding Divine Sea, countless planets gathered, forming a natural defensive line.
Stationed here was the Thousand Bone Camp of the War Ancestor Divine Army.
In the void, the deities of the Thousand Bone Camp stood in orderly ranks, wearing finely crafted golden armor, holding swords of the same standard, their spirits and battle intent already fused into one.
Beneath each deity lay a Divine Realm World filled with formation inscriptions, above which floated Divine Throne Planets the size of stars.
Like thousands of stars densely gathered together, hundreds of great worlds echoed each other.
Within these Divine Realm Worlds, various war cities stood tall, with Saint Realm cultivators from different realms stationed inside.
Formation inscriptions flowed across each deity's body, like a net, capable of instantly mobilizing the power of every cultivator or dispersing an enemy's attack in an instant.
The stronger bore more, the weaker bore less.
Unless the battle formation was broken, it was impossible to kill any one of them.
As the camp master, Qiangu Nüdi wore battle armor, her cloak fluttering, standing gracefully beneath the black banner of the "Thousand Bone Camp," staring at the four-armed humanoid cultivator standing a hundred miles away.
This humanoid cultivator had only a mouth on his face and a divine light at the center of his brow.
That divine light was like a vortex capable of devouring a cultivator's consciousness, shining brightly.
Qiangu Nüdi only glanced at the vortex and felt her divine soul being pulled out of her body. However, standing within the defensive formation of the Wuding Divine Sea, she was not afraid of the opponent.
Xiao Hei removed his golden helmet, revealing his cat face with large, round eyes, and said, "Where did this monster come from, daring to trespass into the Wuding Divine Sea? Why don't you state your name?"
The humanoid cultivator standing in the void held two arms in front of his abdomen, palms facing upward and overlapping. His other two arms were raised above his head, drawing a circle, then brought together in a prayer gesture.
His voice was loud, echoing across the starry sky, filled with cold indifference toward all beings: "I am the Divine Martial Envoy from above the God Realm. I have descended to the lower realm to help you all survive the Ancestor Calamity. Open the formation immediately. I wish to see Hua Ying Cangjie and Zhang Ruochen."
The deities in the Thousand Bone Camp were all shocked, their hearts churning with turbulent waves.
But the divine army was strictly disciplined. With the battle formation activated, apart from the two camp masters and six banner masters, no one could speak to each other, exchange divine thoughts, or lose their mental focus.
Xiao Hei couldn't stand the other's condescending tone. Calling Zhang Ruochen by name was one thing, but daring to directly utter the half-ancestor's name—did he really think he was so impressive?
"What Divine Martial Envoy? Never heard of it. Coming to the Wuding Divine Sea to bluff and swindle—this emperor wasn't raised on fear."
Xiao Hei intended to test the opponent's strength. He waved his staff, and a formation seal of a divine array flew out.
Qiangu Nüdi did not stop him. She also wanted to see just how capable this opponent was.
The formation seal flew out from the Thousand Bone Camp, continuously dividing space, surrounding the Divine Martial Envoy.
Each divided space appeared with a formation seal, as if dozens or hundreds of formation seals were falling simultaneously, leaving no escape.
Over the years, Xiao Hei's spiritual power had greatly improved, reaching the eighty-eighth rank, and he had squeezed his way into becoming Qiangu Nüdi's deputy camp master.
"Whoosh!"
These formation seals and spatial division forces had not even approached the Divine Martial Envoy before they automatically collapsed.
Qiangu Nüdi's pupils contracted. With Xiao Hei's spiritual power and formation mastery, even she could not stand still and break them like that.
This opponent was indeed formidable.
"Be careful, form the formation!"
Qiangu Nüdi's expression changed slightly. She summoned the Boundless Divine Sword, suspending it above the three hundred-plus deities of the Thousand Bone Camp.
The power of all the deities converged instantly toward the Boundless Divine Sword, causing the sword's sword intent and might to rapidly ascend.
Qiangu Nüdi formed a sword finger with her right hand, swung her arm, and pointed forward.
"Rip!"
The Boundless Divine Sword shot through the air, meeting the finger the Divine Martial Envoy pointed out.
"Boom!"
The two forces clashed head-on.
The body of the Boundless Divine Sword trembled violently, slipping out of Qiangu Nüdi's control and flying off at an angle.
The Divine Martial Envoy's finger-light beam rushed toward the Thousand Bone Camp, blocked by the defensive formation light screen of the Wuding Divine Sea. In an instant, the light screen shook violently, and the shockwaves spread far into the distance.
Part of the power penetrated the light screen and was blocked by Qiangu Nüdi, but it still pushed her back a step.
The Divine Martial Envoy's voice rang out again: "So this is the War Ancestor Divine Army that shakes the universe? I merely made a slight move, and you couldn't withstand it. You still want to resist the Ancestor Calamity? Facts prove that without my help, you cannot survive this calamity."
The confidence of the deities in the Thousand Bone Camp suffered an unprecedented blow.
They had been training and preparing, full of ambition, wanting to compete with the Ancestor. But in their first battle since formation, they had lost to a nameless cultivator.
Even Xiao Hei, who was always arrogant, fell silent at this moment, clearly deeply shaken.
Only Qiangu Nüdi remained unaffected. She retrieved the Boundless Divine Sword and said, "The Thousand Bone Camp ranks lowest among the ten camps of the War Ancestor Divine Army. The reason lies not with others but with me, the camp master, who is only at the early Indestructible Infinite Realm. How about I find you a different opponent?"
Xiao Hei immediately took the blame, saying, "And me, this deputy camp master, with only eighty-eighth-rank spiritual power. Beating us is no achievement. In the Sword Realm, there are plenty who can surpass you."
The Divine Martial Envoy said, "Such words from the two of you only invite ridicule. I have already tested it. The defensive formation set up by the spiritual power half-ancestor is nothing special. If you don't open the formation, I will try to break it!"
A fierce light flashed in Xiao Hei's eyes.
He would never allow anyone to belittle Taishang. He said in a deep voice, "You're looking for death, and this emperor will grant it. With my eighty-eighth-rank spiritual power, controlling my master's formation to deal with you is more than enough!"
"Shua!"
Zhang Ruochen and the Dragon Lord broke through the air, appearing directly outside the formation light screen, facing the Divine Martial Envoy directly.
Zhang Ruochen said to the deities of the Thousand Bone Camp behind the formation light screen, "He comes from the God Realm, his cultivation level far above yours by countless levels. Losing to him is no disgrace."
(Chapter End)