Volume 1, Chapter 345 – From Ancient Times to the Present

Langya Grotto-Heaven lacked vitality, like a forbidden zone of life; not a single living creature could be seen.

After staying here for millions of years, even a powerhouse of the Ancient God King’s level had nearly gone mad.

Yet these yin spirits standing guard here, after enduring the torment of loneliness to the full, still gave an unreserved response at Linglong’s call.

Worn down by time, their true spirits had already been lost, leaving behind only instinct.

Beneath the illumination of Linglong’s Great Dao laws, the powerful yin spirits gathered all around turned from extreme yin into yang, as if returning from the dead, condensing into towering Yang Spirit dharma aspects that reached from heaven to earth. They stepped out of their own domains, crossed a thousand miles with each stride, and came rushing over.

Within the battle dust and ashes that filled the sky, countless banners could vaguely be seen fluttering, like an army of ten thousand horsemen.

“No matter how many ants there are, what can they do?!”

The Ancient God King tightened his grip on the crimson war spear and let out a thunderous shout. A gauzy veil of blood and qi emerged from his body, blazing with supreme bloodline divine radiance and revealing the terror of his bloodline power.

The blood-qi battle veil was a symbol of the Ancient Gods. In the Primordial Age, that thin veil had once been an inescapable nightmare in the hearts of the human, demon, and devil races.

“My human race has no ants…”

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Light of life surfaced in Linglong’s eyes, and her figure became ever more solid. She said nothing further. The battle halberd in her hand gave a soft cry, and with one step she strode out, shattering the ninefold heavens.

The Great Dao wound around her sides. The battle halberd slashed through the void, stirring up waves ten thousand zhang high, carrying a monstrous torrent of chaos as it came crashing down!

“You could not kill me even in life. What can you do to me in death?!”

The Ancient God King’s expression returned to calm, yet the terrifying pressure radiating from him only grew heavier. Blood-light flared from the war spear in his hand as he swept it upward. Bloody sharpness radiated from it; who knew how much blood of invincible beings it had drunk in ages past.

As for so-called human Great Emperors, it was not as if he had never killed them before the Primordial Age!

The crimson spear met the bronze battle halberd head-on. Countless streams of chaos were blasted up, like a great world being destroyed, and the blood-red moon in the sky trembled violently, nearly shattering.

If Langya Grotto-Heaven had not already been blood-sacrificed and refined into a land of sealing, this single collision would have directly smashed the entire world apart.

One figure was sent flying. On the bronze battle halberd, already covered in cracks, more fissures appeared. The aura of a living being awakened within it, frantically burning its origin to keep itself from breaking apart.

Roar!

A vicious roar burst like thunder. A jet-black qilin stepped out from amid the overwhelming host of Yang Spirits, came beneath Linglong, and caught her falling figure.

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Its scales were black as ink, faintly threaded with golden patterns, like flawless black jade. An aura of the Supreme emanated from it, imperial divine might wound around its body; in the current age, it could be revered as a Demon Emperor, suppressing an entire domain and reigning supreme beneath the heavens.

But in the eyes of the ancient demons and devils, it was merely a traitor to its race, erased from demonkind for willingly serving as a mount to humans.

The Ancient God King’s face turned cold as he stood in place. A horrific wound had been torn open across his chest and abdomen, faintly exposing ribs and viscera. Great Dao laws clung to the wound, preventing it from healing.

His blood was like heavy stars. When it fell to the earth, it smashed out countless craters, and the ground was instantly riddled with holes.

He had been in contact with the laws of the Lingyang Realm for far too short a time; he was still far from his peak.

“Moyuan…”

Linglong gently stroked the qilin’s scales, and a trace of loneliness flashed through her eyes. Several million years had long surpassed the lifespan limit of beings in the Emperor Realm. Over the long passage of time, its true spirit too had long since been worn away, leaving only a hollow yin spirit shell and nothing but instinct.

Thousands upon thousands of Yang Spirits surrounded Linglong at the center. A six-year-old girl tottered toward Linglong; blood tears streamed from her pitch-black eye sockets, her tender little hands scratching aimlessly through the air. She whimpered for a moment, yet still could not utter a single complete word.

“Not even in death do you let them rest in peace. Is this the so-called greater cause you speak of?”

At this sight, a trace of ridicule appeared on the Ancient God King’s face, his eyes full of mockery.

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Linglong’s expression returned to calm. She too was one who had already died; this was only the reflection of a sliver of true spirit, awakening part of the power left behind from the ancient age, nothing more.

What the blood sacrifice of Langya Grotto-Heaven had bought was a more peaceful world of mortals. It had not been for some vague greater cause, only for a simple choice.

Tracing the matter to its roots, it was the Ancient God race that had pressed people too far. If they had merely allowed the human race a corner in which to multiply and survive, how would the Primordial God War have been provoked?

The ancient bronze battle halberd rose once more. Thousands of Yang Spirits began to sound the battle song left behind from the ancient age. The Great Dao laws shone brilliantly, and their radiance soared into the heavens.

The Ancient God King’s eyes were icy as the crimson spear swept out. The divine chains binding him shattered inch by inch and could no longer restrain him in the least. Crimson flames wound around his entire body, making him look like an evil ghost that had crawled out of hell.

Boom!

The clash of Great Emperor weapons was terrifying beyond measure. The blood-red moon in the sky could no longer endure it and exploded on the spot. The whole world instantly dimmed into darkness, and the void was torn apart like thin paper.

Crack!

The battle halberd could no longer hold. Its long blade snapped apart, and the fragments scattered into the turbulent void, vanishing without a trace. A tiny chip also appeared on the crimson war spear in the Ancient God King’s hand.

The two figures did not pause in the slightest. They closed in once more and launched into a desperate close-quarters struggle.

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From beginning to end, whether it was the Ancient God King or Great Emperor Linglong, both ignored the young man not far away, as though they had never noticed his existence at all.

An invisible barrier isolated the boy from the world, like a withered stone, drawing the notice of no living being.

He watched the earth-shattering battle before him, his gaze deep. Ten thousand ages later, the Lingyang Realm had long since ceased to exist, and Langya Grotto-Heaven was merely a remnant world drifting through the origin universe. If not for the extraordinary mystery of the Linglong Ancient Jade, he might never have had the chance to come here.

In later ages, this era was called the Origin Epoch. In this age, there still existed many great worlds, and countless heavenly prodigies and monstrous geniuses had emerged, born favored by heaven, earth, and the Great Dao, blessed by entire worlds, with talents so terrifyingly profound that they defied belief. Some went even further: they were originally incarnations of the Heavenly Dao consciousness of an entire great world, powerful to the absolute peak.

But after the Immortal Ancient Epoch, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and the walls of many great worlds shattered. Later, supreme overlords joined forces and, with boundless might, integrated them into the origin universe. With the Heavenly Dao gone, the formless Great Dao severed the heavens above and cut off the passage linking past and present. The legendary favored children of heaven, blessed to the utmost by the Heavenly Dao, never appeared again.

In this era, there existed the possibility of usurping the seat of the Heavenly Dao. If one could swallow the Dao Fruit of the Heavenly Dao, one could ascend in a single step, and with a single thought govern life and death, sunder yin and yang.

This had once been a golden age countless people in later generations dreamed of, an age in which any living being might be a favored child of heaven.

Unfortunately, although later generations had fully mastered the method of traversing the river of time, the eras before the Immortal Ancient Epoch had already been cut off by the Great Dao, making travel back and forth utterly impossible.