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The Thunder Light Sage and the Jiu Chase Sage hesitated.
For millions of years, the legend of the celestial witches had been circulating, and there were rumors of a vast world beyond the heavens.
Upper witches and upper celestials had tried to leave the ancient world before.
As for the earth celestials? They didn't have the ability to break free from the constraints of the earth, and the farther they went into the heavens, the greater the constraints.
But.
Although the upper celestials and upper witches could break free from the constraints of the world, there was no news from any of them, whether they were dead or alive.
Therefore, gradually, fewer and fewer strong individuals dared to try.
"Not going to the heavens, then just hide in the east and wait for death? Wait for the witch clan to catch you?" The Thunder Floating Emperor sneered, "Going to the heavens, maybe you can survive, and there might be great opportunities."
"If you can truly become a celestial, maybe you can return to the ancient world like the celestial witches of the past and seek revenge." The Thunder Floating Emperor enticed.
The Thunder Light Sage and the Jiu Chase Sage looked at each other.
The most compelling evidence supporting the idea of "outside the heavens" was the existence of the celestial witches.
"Fine, let's go, let's gamble with the two emperors." The Thunder Light Sage's eyes flashed with a hint of madness.
"Me too." Jiu Chase Sage said in a muffled voice.
Driven to a dead end.
These celestial clan powerhouses were just as decisive.
The Thunder Floating Emperor and the South Roaming Emperor couldn't help but glance at each other. Although their strength far surpassed that of the Thunder Light Sage and the others, the future was uncertain, and having an extra powerful force was always good.
"No time to waste."
"Let's go now."
"Let's go." The Thunder Floating Emperor was surrounded by a faint halo of lightning, instantly enveloping the South Roaming Emperor, the Thunder Light Sage, and the Jiu Chase Sage.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning soared into the sky, swiftly heading towards the heavens, and the towering mountain ranges on the earth quickly shrank.
Ten million miles.
One hundred million miles.
Three hundred million miles.
Five hundred million miles!
When they flew five hundred million miles away from the earth, they were in a vast and boundless void, with the immense 'ancient land' covering half of the horizon below.
The boundless sky and earth!
What a magnificent sight, but the immense pressure from the ancient world made even the Thunder Floating Emperor feel greatly oppressed.
"Keep going."
The Thunder Floating Emperor gritted his teeth, and at this moment, the South Roaming Emperor had already flown out on his own, and the two of them joined forces to continue rushing towards the heavens.
Eight hundred million miles!
One billion miles!
Finally, it seemed that they had broken through the constraints of the ancient world. The terrifying pressure that had been applied to them rapidly diminished.
"Good."
"Can we really break out of the heavens?" The Thunder Floating Emperor and the South Roaming Emperor were overjoyed, as they had never been so far away from the earth before.
After a long time passed.
Vaguely.
They could already see the end of the void, as if there was a vast and endless temple floating in the boundless void.
"A temple?"
Before they could think too much.
"Not becoming celestial witches and leaving the 'original world' is a major crime!"
"Leaving with the creation divine weapon from the original world is a capital crime." Two voices suddenly rang out, followed by a rainbow light flashing out of the towering temple.
In an instant, it swept across billions of miles of void.
Directly sweeping through this void, everything quieted down, leaving only a divine cauldron and a thunderbolt floating in the void.
The Thunder Floating Emperor and the South Roaming Emperor.
Dead!
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Chapter 372: The Creation Temple
Emperor Leifu and Emperor Nanyou silently passed away without the knowledge of the highest echelons of the witch race. They had been constantly on guard against the two emperors.
Tianzhu Mountain, towering endlessly!
Outside Tianzhu Mountain.
There stood a constantly bustling enormous city, spanning tens of thousands of miles, with a large number of powerful witches within.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Several streaks of light descended.
"The Post-Feng Witch God, the Post-Tu Witch God." Three senior witches led a large group of ground witches to greet them, bowing respectfully.
The eyes of the ground witches looking at Wuyuan were quite extraordinary, filled with reverence, as they were already aware of Wuyuan's feats of defeating the three emperors and killing the Great Yan Emperor.
Wuyuan and the Post-Tu Witch God both nodded slightly.
"How's the battle?" Post-Tu Witch God asked.
"The Toasting Witch God and the Post-Deer Witch God have led a large army to advance, and they should have already reached the 33rd Heaven of the Celestial Clan." The lead senior witch said respectfully, "We are only stationed outside Tianzhu Mountain, strangling and intercepting the remaining strong ones among the Celestials trying to escape."
"Remain vigilant in all directions. Once any Celestial Emperor returns, report it immediately." said the senior witch.
Wuyuan and the Post-Tu Witch God both nodded involuntarily.
In the true decisive battle, ordinary senior witches could still play a role, but this large group of ground witches? Their role was minimal.
"Elder Huozhi, the major battle is almost over. You and Houtong should stay here for now." Wuyuan said, "Post-Tu Witch God and I will go take a look at the 33rd Heaven."
"Okay."
Elder Huozhi nodded and smiled, "Go ahead."
Houtong naturally complied.
Soon, they watched as Wuyuan and the Post-Tu Witch God transformed into two streaks of light and rushed into the vast Tianzhu Mountain.
"Houtong, did Post-Feng Witch God agree?" Elder Huozhi suddenly asked.
Houtong, hearing this, blushed slightly, then hesitated, "Maybe... yes!"
"If he really agreed, it's somewhat unexpected to me." Elder Huozhi sighed, "And looking at it now, this matter might be either a blessing or a curse for you."
Houtong was puzzled, unable to help but ask, "Why? Elder Huozhi, haven't you been supporting me for the past few hundred years?"
"At the beginning, I supported you." Elder Huozhi smiled, "In terms of age, you and Post-Feng Witch God are similar. In terms of talent and strength, you have the potential to become a senior witch in the future. Looking at the entire witch race, if they were to choose a wife for Post-Feng Witch God, you would probably be the most suitable candidate."
"This is also something that the entire top echelon of the witch race would be pleased to see."
Houtong listened.
She had always been firmly convinced of this.
For the past two hundred years, she seemed to have been accompanying Wuyuan, but she never let it interfere with her cultivation. On the contrary, she progressed faster under the guidance of the Witch God and the senior witches.
"But today, I feel that you may not be quite suitable for him." Elder Huozhi sighed.
Houtong became even more puzzled.
"I know you've always admired Post-Qiong Witch God, right?" Elder Huozhi looked at Houtong.
After hundreds of years, he had grown more fond of this junior.
"Yes." Houtong nodded involuntarily, "Post-Qiong Witch God is admirable."
"It's not just you who admires him. We senior witches also admire him. It's unbelievable that he could do so much for his wife." Elder Huozhi sighed, "But do you think you and Post-Feng Witch God can be like Post-Qiong Witch God?"
Houtong hesitated suddenly.
"You hope! You yearn!"
"But deep down, you know it's difficult." Elder Huozhi sighed, "At first, both Post-Tu Witch God and I thought that you and Post-Feng Witch God would develop feelings for each other over the years."
"Since ancient times, there's been a saying that familiarity breeds affection."
"This is also reality."
"Later, Post-Feng Witch God traveled through the mundane world. When he was a scholar, you were his maid; when he became a wealthy merchant, you pretended to be his wife; when he was a mundane general, you accompanied him on horseback, experiencing the battlefield together..." Elder Huozhi said, "It seems that you have shared many experiences, occupying each other's memories for a long time in your brief lives."
Houtong listened, and it was these experiences and years that made her firmly believe in her feelings for herself and Wuyuan.
"But today."
"I just realized."
Elder Huozhi shook his head. "We've experienced the mortal world, but both Post-Tu Witch God and I have always remained aloof, never getting too close. None of those experiences had any effect on us."
"But you, on the other hand, became too immersed. You lost yourself gradually in every experience and change of identity. Each time, you seemed lost and confused. The one who's directly involved is often blind to the truth, while the onlooker sees clearly. Both Post-Tu Witch God and I could see it clearly from the sidelines... Only Post-Feng Witch God, whenever he disguised himself in any identity, fully immersed himself."
"But once he withdrew, he quickly regained clarity, unaffected by any influences, only integrating many worldly insights into his own path, tempering his Dao heart."
"He's a natural seeker of the Dao."
As Houtong listened more, her heart began to feel uneasy.
"Elder, what do you mean?" Houtong couldn't help but ask.
"The terrifying Dao heart of Post-Feng Witch God, his unshakeable will, in my opinion, are not things that a brief period of shared years can influence." Elder Huozhi sighed, looking at Houtong with some regret in his eyes.
"Especially today, the Great Yan Emperor is best at divination and soul attacks. He set up terrifying formations using his life as a price, with the Creation Divine Weapon as the foundation. Ordinary senior witches would be engulfed in them, facing certain death."
"But what about Post-Feng Witch God?"
"Despite only practicing for a few hundred years, he can quickly break through countless restraints and regain consciousness, unaffected by thousands of illusions."
"How terrifying is this Dao heart?"
"Do you truly believe that because of your companionship for hundreds of years, he will completely fall in love with you?" Elder Huozhi asked.
Houtong fell silent.
She was not ignorant; she was also a powerful witch with extraordinary insight. It's just that she had been immersed in her own world before and hadn't fully realized it.
But Elder Huozhi's words made her vaguely understand.
However, there was still something she couldn't accept.
"Elder, why do you think Post-Feng still asked me that way? If he hasn't fallen in love, why bother asking me?" Houtong whispered.
"In my opinion, it's compassion, not love." Elder Huozhi shook his head and sighed, "Perhaps he truly has a slight affection for you, but this is more likely because his years of cultivation are short, and even though his Dao heart is strong, it hasn't been tempered by time, hasn't truly reached that level of indifference."
Houtong fell silent.
Compassion?
A slight affection?
"Houtong, what do you think is a Dao companion? What is a wife?" Elder Huozhi suddenly smiled.
"A Dao companion and a wife, aren't they just different names?" Houtong hesitated.
"Haha, a Dao companion and a wife are not that simple. Perhaps I'm just confused and mistaken, perhaps Post-Feng Witch God truly has feelings for you." But Elder Huozhi seemed unwilling to say more, smiling, "But, you need to think carefully about this step."
"The word 'love' can hurt the most."
"Immersing oneself in it, hurts both parties." Elder Huozhi sighed, "Is it really right to be like Post-Qiong Witch God?"
"But you still have time."
"Think carefully."
Houtong fell into thought.
Elder Huozhi smiled faintly.
For hundreds of thousands of years, how much had he seen? He knew very well why young people were easily infatuated with love. It's because the world of youth is the purest and simplest, the easiest to satisfy.
Why is it that the more powerful and older one is, the harder it is to fall in love?
With so many experiences and a rich life, there are more concerns, and even the deepest emotional imprints will only occupy a smaller and smaller portion of one's life, making it increasingly difficult for people to let go of everything.
"Life is like a river."
"The so-called companion is the collision and convergence of two rivers, blending into a larger river that can flow through more lands and witness more glory." Elder Huozhi sighed inwardly, "But only when they are similar, there is hope of enduring life and death together and abandoning everything for it."
"But if one is just a stream, while the other is a vast, almost eternal river or even an ocean..."
"It will only get harder."
"Life is like a vast sea, fleeting. In this boundless universe, only the Dao is eternal," Elder Huozhi sighed softly.
Love is as strong as gold.
But the Dao is even more enduring than heaven and earth.
Those who seek the Dao are not truly heartless.
It's just that the Dao is more eternal than love!
This was Elder Huozhi's feeling, but he didn't say it aloud. He knew that some things could only be understood by the person themselves.
Understanding it would truly lead to enlightenment.
...
Inside Tianzhu Mountain.
Wuyuan and the Post-Tu Witch God passed through layer after layer of dilapidated worlds, countless corpses of celestial beings, and shattered land.
In the ancient legend, it was called the 'Celestial Paradise.'
But now, it was a scene of apocalypse.
Wuyuan and the Post-Tu Witch God, however, regarded it calmly, swiftly heading towards the 33rd Heaven.
Along the way, they encountered only one or two stationed senior witches on each level.
"Post-Feng Witch God, how's that ancient Creation Mirror? Is it possible to control it?" Post-Tu Witch God asked curiously, with a hint of anticipation in his heart.
"Not yet, the refining process is very slow," Wuyuan shook his head.
Post-Tu Witch God nodded, not surprised at all. It would be strange if Wuyuan could quickly refine such an incredible artifact.
But he didn't know.
"Unable to refine it?" Wuyuan thought to himself. In fact, from the moment he obtained the ancient Creation Mirror, he had been trying to refine it.
But he had never succeeded.
He couldn't even imprint a trace of his life mark on it.
It was as if there was an invisible barrier blocking Wuyuan, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through it.
Only when he entered Tianzhu Mountain.
"The aura of the ancient Creation Mirror is getting stronger, and the power it contains seems to be rapidly increasing," Wuyuan keenly noticed this.
Returning to Tianzhu Mountain, the ancient Creation Mirror seemed to be returning to the source of power.
"Tianzhu Mountain, cannot be shaken."
"In history, the witch race has tried to destroy Tianzhu Mountain, but Tianzhu Mountain seems to be one with the world, the origin of the entire ancient land, the core of the earth's spiritual veins," Wuyuan thought to himself, "And the ancient Creation Mirror can only erupt with its strongest power in Tianzhu Mountain..."
Wuyuan had a faint guess in his heart.
He remembered the words of the Serpent Ancestor, as outsiders, they were unable to truly wield the authority of this world.
"Let's wait until we see the Creation Temple before discussing further."
Moving forward.
Encountering no obstacles, the higher they went, the more intact the worlds they encountered were, until they reached the 33rd Heaven.
This heaven and earth had barely experienced any warfare, with floating palaces rising and falling.
Only a group of senior witches stood in the void.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two figures quickly approached.
"The Post-Feng Witch God and the Post-Tu Witch God are here." The large group of senior witches had already received the news and looked over, flying over.
Both sides quickly greeted each other.
This group of senior witches was extremely enthusiastic, especially in their gaze towards Wuyuan, as they all knew of his strength! To slay a celestial emperor, even the Toasting Witch God probably couldn't do it.
But Wuyuan's gaze fell on the extraordinary figure in the black robe, standing there like a sun.
Blazing! Dazzling endlessness!
"Toasting Witch God," Wuyuan smiled.
"Haha, Post-Feng Witch God? I've heard of you, but this is the first time seeing you," the Toasting Witch God smiled slightly, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes.
Because, Wuyuan didn't currently have the burst of celestial divine power, his life force wasn't particularly strong, but that invisible edge of will was equally shocking.
"To be able to slay Great Yan, well done, stronger than me," the Toasting Witch God laughed.
His voice was domineering and majestic, but it sounded very comfortable, as if he was born to be this way.
"Just relying on celestial divine weapons," Wuyuan chuckled.
"I also have celestial divine weapons, but I can't even fully unleash their power. That's your ability. Others can't learn it even if they want to," the Toasting Witch God shook his head.
"Are there no traces of the other two celestial emperors?"
"None," Wuyuan shook his head, "I let them escape."
How did they escape?
Explaining further was not significant, so Wuyuan didn't elaborate.
"However, we're not afraid. With you and me teaming up, along with Post-Tu, Post-Lu, and the other witch gods, even in this 33rd Heaven, we can still fight," the Toasting Witch God chuckled.
Wuyuan nodded involuntarily.
Celestial strength? Two of them?
With the combined strength of these top-notch witches, even if they were not victorious, they would at least have the confidence to retreat safely.
"But should we first go take a look at the Creation Temple?" the Toasting Witch God suggested.
"Oh?" Wuyuan's eyes lit up.
He had heard many legends about the Creation Temple, but had never seen it before.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The group immediately flew, and soon arrived at the 33rd Heaven, the central location of the sprawling palace complex.
Although it was called the central location of the palace complex, it actually spanned thousands of miles.
There was a vast and majestic lake here, shrouded in mist, exceptionally sacred. In the center of the lake, a towering and ancient purple palace could be vaguely seen.
It seemed to stand in the void.
Faintly discernible, as if swaying in the lake.
It emitted a vast and misty aura, awe-inspiring, causing people to involuntarily quiet down in the presence of the lake.
"I have inquired. Apart from the three major celestial emperors, no one has truly entered the Creation Temple. Most of the other celestials have only practiced and meditated in the lake," the Toasting Witch God said.
Wuyuan listened quietly, his heart filled with shock.
Because.
At this moment, the aura emanating from the Creation Temple was extremely similar to the divine charm aura of the Creation Origin Diagram he possessed.
No! Not similar!
But—originating from the same source.
It's just that, the aura, divine charm, and artistic conception emanating from the distant Creation Temple were even more noble and mysterious.
Instinctively.
A voice told Wuyuan—go in!
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Chapter 373 You Finally Came (30,000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)
This instinctive attraction is like hungry humans, who instinctively feel a desire upon seeing delicious food.
At this moment, the same applies to Wuyuan.
The Creation Origin Diagram was a strange record that Wuyuan created with the help of many Thunder Beast Stones, Thunder Zeal Spirits, and the Black Tower.
It was Wuyuan's greatest gain in the Thunder Zeal World, containing an extraordinary charm and artistic conception.
Even ordinary monarchs might not be able to produce a treasure like the "Creation Origin Diagram."
"Back then, when the Creation Origin Diagram condensed, it seemed as if there was an invisible force pulling me, making me call it 'Creation,'" Wuyuan thought to himself, recalling that scene from years ago.
It was very mysterious, but it could also be said to be eerie.
At the time, Wuyuan just thought it was a flash of inspiration and didn't delve deeper, but now it seems that it wasn't that simple.
Because!
The aura emanating from the Creation Temple in front of him was exactly the same as that contained in the Creation Origin Diagram, but even more vast and majestic, both referred to as "Creation."
Is it just a coincidence?
"Secondly."
"Back then, when the Immortal Command entered the temporal and spatial coordinates, it happened to land in the Thunder Zeal World, where there happened to be the Thunder Beast Diagram left behind by the Immortal King?" Wuyuan shook his head slightly.
Initially, he didn't think much about it, but when he experienced everything and looked back, it seemed as if an invisible hand had already arranged everything.
The opportunity of the Immortal Land did not begin from the ancient world.
There was a high probability that it began from the Thunder Zeal World, but Wuyuan's observational skills were extremely keen, and he grasped the opportunity from the very beginning.
And with the help of the Black Tower, he obtained the Creation Origin Diagram.
During nearly three hundred years in the ancient world, although most of Wuyuan's energy was spent on comprehending the laws of life, he also continuously observed and deduced the charm and artistic conception contained in the Creation Origin Diagram.
Just like back then, through this charm and artistic conception, Wuyuan unconsciously crossed the threshold of the laws of life.
In the process of deducing the laws of life, the Creation Origin Diagram also provided great assistance.
But it wasn't as direct as the "Heavenly Witch Hall" helping.
"This Creation Temple, is it the opportunity of the 'Origin Dao' mentioned by Master Kua Chi?" Wuyuan thought to himself.
He thought of the Creation Divine Weapon and the Heavenly Witch Divine Weapon.
In fact, these two were almost the same, with only differences in their power. They were extremely magical, and at least Wuyuan had never heard of them in the Qingling Realm.
If they originated from the Origin Dao, then that would be enough to explain their mystery.
The Origin Dao!
That was transcendent of the universe, the true self-sustaining and eternal path.
They were the primordial, existing beyond the fifteen superior laws.
"However, only the three major celestial emperors of the celestial clan can enter. Other strong individuals cannot enter. Perhaps it's with the power of the Creation Divine Weapon. Can I enter?" Wuyuan thought to himself.
Wanting to enter the Creation Temple.
Obviously, there are thresholds.
Wuyuan asked himself, although he had the Creation Ancient Mirror, he couldn't even refine it, so he couldn't use its power.
As various thoughts flashed through Wuyuan's mind...
"Post-Feng Witch God, Post-Tu Witch God," the Toasting Witch God said, "We've all tried this Creation Temple. In reality, it's similar to the Heavenly Witch Hall. With our inquiries, these lake waters and mist will gradually accumulate mysterious power as time passes."
Chapter 373 You Finally Came (30,000 Monthly Votes)
"The longer the time, the richer the power it contains."
"However, power is ultimately limited, so in the celestial clan, usually only those who have just become immortals have the opportunity to enter. To enter later, you have to achieve something first."
Both Wuyuan and the Post-Tu Witch God nodded involuntarily.
This system, similar to the Witch Clan, was probably created by the high-level members of the celestial clan imitating the system of the Witch Clan.
Among the major forces, good systems naturally influence each other.
"For us upper witches, the effect of this lake is not too great," the Toasting Witch God said. "I estimate that only in the Creation Temple can we find great opportunities."
"I just tried a little earlier."
"Even if I exert all my power and can destroy other areas of the thirty-three heavens, I cannot shake this lake at all," the Toasting Witch God said solemnly. "The entire Tianzhu Mountain, I'm afraid, the Creation Temple is the core."
This statement caused surprise on the faces of Wuyuan, the Post-Feng Witch God, and several other upper witches who were still unaware.
If the Toasting Witch God were to erupt, a single strike could destroy millions of miles of land.
Yet, he couldn't even shake the lake in front of him?
"So, there is only one way to go, which is to enter the Creation Temple," the Toasting Witch God said.
"Did you succeed?" Wuyuan couldn't help but ask.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the Toasting Witch God's face.
This scene made many upper witches laugh.
"Post-Feng Witch God, it's not that we don't want to go in, but that we can't do it," said the Post-Qiong Witch who was standing not far away. "From the edge of the lake to the Creation Temple, it's about a thousand miles away."
"We all tried just now."
"It's okay at the edge of the lake, but as you go further inside, the pressure you face gradually becomes terrifying."
"Us ordinary upper witches, even the first three hundred miles are difficult to break through."
"Post-Lu Witch and the others, only managed to get out four to five hundred miles."
"The Toasting Witch God is the most powerful, and he managed to get out exactly eight hundred miles," said the Post-Qiong Witch, feeling emotional.
Three hundred miles? Five hundred miles? Eight hundred miles?
Wuyuan pondered.
Was it solely based on strength? Or was there something else?
If it was just strength, even the three major celestial emperors of the celestial clan could enter the Creation Temple, so there was no reason the Toasting Witch God couldn't enter.
Could it be relying on the power of the Creation Divine Weapon?
"This Creation Temple itself is an incredible treasure. I'm afraid it's even more precious than the Heavenly Witch Divine Weapon and the Creation Divine Weapon," sighed an upper witch. "We can't even get close to the temple gate, let alone enter it. It's truly difficult."
This statement elicited agreement from many upper witches.
"If we could obtain Tianzhu Mountain, even if we couldn't enter, just the magical power contained in this lake would greatly enhance the efficiency of training future generations, equivalent to two Heavenly Witch Halls for our Witch Clan," said the Toasting Witch God indifferently. "For us Witch Clan, it's a treasure."
"Yeah, that's right."
"A treasure. With it, the foundation of our ancient Witch Clan will become stronger," many upper witches nodded in agreement.
The power of the lake was impressive, but it fell far short of their expectations.
"Post-Feng Witch God, Post-Tu Witch God, do you want to give it a try?" the Post-Lu Witch God looked at Wuyuan and the others.
The other upper witches had already tried.
Only the two of them, who were newcomers, hadn't tried yet.
"Sure."
"I'll give it a try first," said the Post-Tu Witch God with a smile. Without hesitation, he stepped into the lake and quickly flew towards the Creation Temple.
He flew nearly a hundred miles in an instant.
But as soon as he crossed the boundary of 'one hundred miles,' the Post-Tu Witch God, who had been relatively relaxed, suddenly changed color.
Even his figure shook.
"Sploosh!" The Post-Tu Witch God fell directly into the water.
"Ha ha!"
"Indeed."
"Post-Tu also fell for it." Suddenly, the Toasting Witch God, the Post-Lu Witch God, and many other upper witches burst into laughter.
Seeing a majestic witch god falling into the water was rare.
Wuyuan couldn't help but laugh either. Obviously, the highest levels of the Witch Clan were aware of the peculiarities of this lake but hadn't spoken up to warn him. They were just waiting for Post-Tu to fall victim to it.
"You guys are really cunning," Post-Tu Witch God retorted, quickly getting up, slowing down his speed, and continuing to fly towards the Creation Temple.
"At the beginning, the pressure is very small."
"Starting from a hundred miles, the pressure will skyrocket. If you rush too eagerly, you're likely to suffer." The Toasting Witch God smiled and said, "Post-Feng Witch God, when it's your turn to try, you should take it slow."
"Okay," Wuyuan nodded.
Everyone continued to watch.
"Boom!"
As if there was an invisible pressure, wave after wave formed, pressing Post-Tu Witch God to continue moving forward.
But Post-Tu Witch God charged ahead recklessly.
"Indeed a witch god."
"Two hundred miles already, so fast."
"Yes, faster than Post-Lu Witch God." Many upper witches exchanged words. In terms of basic cultivation, everyone was just at the level of a first-tier upper witch. But the status of a witch god was completely different from that of an ordinary upper witch.
Witch gods had comprehended a path that couldn't be broken through in the Ancient World. If placed outside, they would all be capable of achieving Heavenly Witch status.
Three hundred miles, four hundred miles, five hundred miles... Post-Tu Witch God was the oldest witch god in the Earth and Heaven Witch lineage.
He was an extremely ancient existence in the entire Witch Clan, and his strength was extremely strong.
Although his speed was getting slower and slower, he persisted, quickly breaking through the six hundred mile mark.
"Second place."
"Stronger than me," Post-Lu Witch God laughed.
Suddenly.
"Slowing down."
"It seems like it's reaching its limit." From six hundred miles onwards, Post-Tu Witch God's speed began to decrease rapidly, visibly slowed down by an invisible pressure, which had evidently risen to a higher level.
When he reached about six hundred and fifty miles, Post-Tu Witch God finally stopped. His face was red, and his body swayed, showing that he was nearing his limit.
Swish!
Post-Tu Witch God suddenly retreated, his speed extremely fast.
While entering was slow, exiting was mostly fast.
"Failed, indeed couldn't make it through." Post-Tu Witch God flew out, his expression returning to normal. He sighed, "This pressure is truly terrifying."
"Toasting Witch God is amazing, able to break through to eight hundred miles," Post-Tu Witch God sighed.
"Post-Tu, you did well."
"Second only to the Toasting Witch God."
"Worthy of being Post-Tu Witch God." Several witch gods and many elders spoke up one after another, expressing their admiration for Post-Tu Witch God's performance.
"Post-Feng Witch God, it's your turn now." The Toasting Witch God smiled and looked at Wuyuan. "I know myself. Although I managed to reach eight hundred miles, it will probably take a very long time to pass the remaining two hundred miles."
"Well, Post-Feng Witch God, perhaps can go further."
"Hard to say."
"Post-Feng Witch God's strength is stronger, but it's probably still difficult to directly enter the Creation Temple." The upper witches secretly communicated.
"I'll give it a try."
Wuyuan smiled and directly turned into a stream of light, rushing into the mist-covered lake.
The powerful eyes of the upper witches could only see blurry figures.
Wuyuan quickly reached a hundred miles away.
"Boom!"
A faint glow appeared on Wuyuan's body, which was the mystery of the life laws he had triggered.
"Hum~" Just as he stepped into this area.
Vaguely, Wuyuan felt an invisible pressure rushing toward him.
"Hmm?"
"Is it so weak?" Wuyuan's eyes flashed with surprise because the pressure that could make Post-Tu Witch God fall into the water couldn't affect him at all?
"Is it because of cultivation?" Wuyuan thought to himself.
His current self hadn't unleashed the power comparable to a 'Four Tribulation Upper Witch' using the Heavenly Witch Divine Weapon.
Still, it was a cultivation of the Ninth Level of the Saint Domain.
It seemed that the pressure contained in the lake of the Creation Temple was based on the cultivator's cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the more terrifying the pressure.
"The Creation Temple?"
Wuyuan's gaze fell on the depths of the lake, where the slightly blurred temple stood, the greatest opportunity of the entire Ancient Temple.
After nearly three hundred years in the Ancient Land.
After experiencing many trials, he had finally reached this point and arrived at the front of the Creation Temple.
How could Wuyuan be willing to fail?
"Let's go!"
Wuyuan's eyes contained a hint of fighting spirit, his body enveloped in the fluctuations of the true meaning of life, he charged straight towards the Creation Temple.
Two hundred miles, three hundred miles, four hundred miles... with each hundred miles, the invisible pressure increased.
But Wuyuan's speed remained unabated from start to finish.
Simply rushing headlong.
"Eight hundred miles, such a fast speed, without any slowdown?"
"Surpassing the Toasting Witch God."
"Post-Feng Witch God, so powerful." Many upper witches watched this scene in utter shock. It must be noted that at the beginning.
Several upper witches said things like 'Post-Feng Witch God might be able to break through seven hundred miles, eight hundred miles are hard to say' 'Probably similar to the Toasting Witch God' and so on.
They didn't underestimate Wuyuan.
They just felt that if the Toasting Witch God could break through eight hundred miles, it would already be heaven-defying.
Although Wuyuan was strong, he probably only relied on the power of the Heavenly Witch Divine Weapon.
"Nine hundred miles, the speed only slightly slows down?" The Toasting Witch God's eyes flashed with surprise.
He had exhausted all his strength to break through eight hundred miles just now.
But Wuyuan?
He hadn't slowed down all the way, as if the invisible pressure hadn't affected him at all, and the gap between them was somewhat large.
"Nine hundred and thirty miles, nine hundred and sixty miles, nine hundred and ninety miles." Post-Tu Witch God stared.
Very close now!
At this moment, all the upper witches held their breath and watched.
"If it were over two hundred years ago, under such pressure, I might have collapsed," Wuyuan's mind was calm.
But now, Wuyuan's strength was more than ten times stronger than two hundred years ago.
Finally.
"Phew!"
As Wuyuan's speed slowed down, he stepped onto the lake surface step by step, causing ripples, and finally stepped onto the metal steps at the bottom of the Creation Temple.
Then.
He disappeared from the sight of all the upper witches.
"Gone?"
"Where is Post-Feng Witch God?"
"Can't contact him." Several witch elders quickly noticed, speaking one after another, causing a sensation among the upper witches.
"No need to panic."
Zhujiu Witch God scanned them with his eyes and smiled lightly, "Post-Feng Witch God has outstanding talents to be able to break into the Creation Temple in one go... His disappearance probably means he entered the interior of the Creation Temple."
"Just be patient for him to come out." Zhujiu Witch God said.
However, Zhujiu Witch God was also thinking about how to enter the Creation Temple. From eight hundred miles to one thousand miles, it seemed not far.
But after reaching a certain level of strength, it was extremely difficult to take the next step.
According to Zhujiu Witch God's estimation, even if he spent millions of years, he might not be able to successfully break into the Creation Temple.
Moreover, millions of years? He was not willing to wait.
"Post-Feng Witch God didn't use the Heavenly Witch Divine Weapon or show any signs of using the Creation Divine Weapon. It seems that the realm and cultivation level are different, and the pressure will also be different. Wait for him to come out and ask carefully." Zhujiu Witch God thought to himself.
...
As soon as he stepped onto the steps of the Creation Temple, Wuyuan suddenly felt a blur in front of him, and a sense of calling came from the distant temple.
An invisible force made Wuyuan's eyes slightly dull, and he involuntarily walked into the temple step by step, following the steps.
"This?"
Wuyuan suddenly woke up, his gaze swept across all directions, shocked and horrified: "Silent and imperceptible, it affects me? Can it control me? If it wants me to commit suicide, it's probably very simple."
This method was already beyond Wuyuan's ability to resist.
The other party could kill him with just a thought.
What came into Wuyuan's sight was a grand and magnificent temple, with rows of divine pillars on both sides. The pillars were ancient and majestic, with faintly engraved patterns that made Wuyuan thoughtful.
These patterns seemed to be telling the story of a rising strongman.
However, they were too unfamiliar to Wuyuan, so he couldn't understand them very well.
Suddenly.
"Swoosh!" Countless beams of light converged, forming a huge illusory jade platform at the end of the hall, with a figure in a black robe standing on it.
His cheeks were thin, with faint black scales growing on them, but his eyes were extremely sharp.
When he appeared, the grand hall was enveloped in a powerful pressure.
When his eyes fell on Wuyuan, Wuyuan couldn't help but tremble slightly, feeling like he was completely seen through.
"Post-Feng, greetings, senior," Wuyuan respectfully said.
"You, finally arrived."
"I have been waiting for you for a long time. Originally, I thought it would take hundreds of years to have a chance to meet you, but those three fools... actually made you come early. This can be considered your opportunity."
"However, those three fools, except for one who was a bit smarter, the other two were already played to death by themselves, which is also good," the deep voice of the black-robed figure echoed in the hall.
Waited for a long time? Wuyuan was secretly surprised.
The three fools, referring to the three emperors of the immortal clan? All dead?
"Post-Feng, you don't have to call me senior. I am the agent of creation. Just call me the agent," the black-robed figure said lightly.
"Agent of creation?" Wuyuan was even more surprised.
What is this?
What's the situation with this Creation Temple?
"You arrived with the Immortal Order, and you came to the greatest opportunity in the entire world, the 'Creation Temple,' so naturally, I had to show up to see you," the black-robed elder said indifferently. "I have been observing the entire world, observing your progress... You are very good, and your progress exceeds my imagination."
Wuyuan was secretly surprised.
So, his every move was under the surveillance of this so-called "agent of creation."
Moreover, the other party even knew about the Immortal Order?
"Master Agent."
Wuyuan changed his address accordingly and asked, "What should the junior do? What great opportunities are there in this Creation Temple?"
If you don't understand, just ask.
The immortal place was too mysterious. The ancient world he descended into was so real, definitely not an illusion. It must be a real world.
Does the ancient world belong to the immortal place?
Or, is the ancient world one of the countless worlds controlled by the immortal place?
To Wuyuan, these were all mysteries.
"This ancient world is indeed one of the countless test worlds controlled by the immortal place."
"The Immortal Order will descend under the operation of the rules of the immortal place, and it will come to different test places according to the person."
The black-robed elder, the 'agent of creation,' seemed to see through what Wuyuan was thinking: "The Creation Temple exists in many worlds, but no matter which world you enter from, you will come to me."
Wuyuan instantly understood.
The so-called Creation Temple, perhaps, similar to the Temple of Dao, was an incomparable treasure projected from a higher-dimensional space, manifested as real in many worlds.
"The Creation Temple is one of the greatest opportunities in the immortal place."
"It is also the greatest opportunity you can expect from this Immortal Order journey," the black-robed elder said.
Wuyuan listened quietly.
"The immortal place is very special. In this place, comprehending the laws of life and other superior laws, the influence of the way of transformation at the beginning will be relatively small. Of course, as time goes by, the final influence will be the same as the outside world," the black-robed elder said.
Wuyuan nodded slightly. Over the past hundreds of years, the influence of the way of transformation on him had become stronger and stronger.
He had noticed this.
"Practicing in such a special environment is your first opportunity."
"And the witch clan is your second opportunity," the black-robed elder said lightly. "As for this Creation Temple, even if it is your third opportunity."
"It is also the ultimate opportunity."
"You should be aware that the opportunities gained by holding the Immortal Order are different for each person," the black-robed elder said.
Wuyuan couldn't help but nod.
Some holders of the Immortal Order seemed to leave very easily.
Unlike himself, who was trapped for hundreds of years?
"The lower the difficulty, the smaller the opportunities; and the more difficult the test environment, the greater the opportunities it contains," the black-robed elder said. "Through endless years, being able to overcome numerous hardships like you, and progressing rapidly, to be able to come before me so quickly from such a predicament is extremely rare."
"One in ten thousand."
Wuyuan nodded lightly.
It sounded like many who entered the immortal place with the Immortal Order didn't have enough strength and talent to qualify for the trials of the Creation Temple?
Like the ancient world, it contained great opportunities.
However, with opportunities laid out there, without any external help, can they be obtained? It can only rely on one's own efforts.
If it weren't for his extraordinary talent or if he couldn't take advantage of the momentum of the ancient witch clan, wanting to defeat the three emperors of the immortal clan within a thousand years and enter the Creation Temple?
It's very difficult.
"The Creation Temple is one of the great opportunities in the immortal place. Your ability to come here proves your potential. After leaving, you will be given the 'Divine Jade Immortal Order,'" the black-robed elder said.
Divine Jade Immortal Order? Wuyuan's eyes lit up.
The Immortal Order is very mysterious, but occasionally, over the long years, some Immortal Orders still appear in the Qingling Great Realm, so it has also provided a lot of information to various top forces, roughly understanding the division into three levels: bronze, immortal iron, and divine jade.
There is no absolute distinction between the three levels.
"In the future, holding the Divine Jade Immortal Order, after passing the Ninth Immortal Tribulation and becoming a Free Immortal, you can enter again," the black-robed elder said.
"Okay." Wuyuan nodded.
"Now, let's talk about the present."
"The Creation Temple contains many opportunities: powerful secrets like the most suitable celestial-level origin techniques; formidable treasures like superior immortal artifacts; some strange objects like Dao treasures; a large number of divine crystals... Some of the scriptures of the Dao's inheritance... Rare treasures that can directly elevate a second-grade foundation to a first-grade foundation..." The black-robed elder listed hundreds of opportunities in one breath, his gaze falling on Wuyuan. "In short, the better you perform, the better opportunities you will get."
Performance? Wuyuan's heart stirred.
It sounds like this so-called Creation Temple is somewhat similar to the Master's Hall?
But judging from the rewards, it seems much more powerful.
At least, items like the rare treasure that can directly transform a second-grade foundation into a first-grade foundation? Even the Grandmaster Ku Chishi would find it hard to come up with.
However!
To be honest, if it's just these opportunities, Wuyuan is somewhat disappointed.
Because, similar treasures, although rare in the Qingling Great Realm, do exist.
In Wuyuan's view, with his own talent, once he grows up, there is hope of obtaining these treasures.
"Not satisfied?" The black-robed elder seemed to smile.
"I dare not, senior," Wuyuan said repeatedly.
"I know, your talent is extraordinary. Even if you look at the entire river of time and space, you are among the best of your age group. Your background must be quite significant, perhaps you have a monarch as your master, or even some core members of super forces," the black-robed elder said lightly. "Good."
"The treasure opportunities are divided into nine levels."
"What I just mentioned are only the first six levels. If you want to obtain real big opportunities? Then work hard."
"To seize the top three levels," the black-robed elder said.
"All the treasures that can be promoted to a first-grade foundation are only in the first six levels?" Wuyuan was astonished.
He suddenly realized.
This Creation Temple probably has unimaginable great opportunities.
"Hmm." The black-robed elder looked down at Wuyuan. "Your talent is high, but to obtain opportunities of the top three levels? It's difficult."
"The third-grade opportunities, perhaps only a very small number of powerful monarchs still have hope of providing."
"The second grade? Basically, they are extremely rare, even unique, in the entire river of time and space. Most so-called strongest geniuses, throughout their lives, cannot obtain such great opportunities." The black-robed elder said.
Wuyuan held his breath and listened.
The strongest geniuses, many of them can't get such opportunities in their entire lives?
What big talk!
Wuyuan was very clear that extraordinary talents like those who could pass through the first star tower of a hundred floors, or the second star tower of a hundred floors, were difficult to produce even in endless years in many large realms.
Even in forces like the Taiyuan Divine Court and the Witch Court, they were extremely rare, highly valued, and all kinds of precious resources were thrown at them without regard for cost.
"As for the first grade? It's unattainable without crossing the tribulation."
"If in the future, you hold the Divine Jade Immortal Order and come in again, perhaps there is hope, but now? You are not qualified yet." The black-robed elder smiled faintly. "Now, Hou Feng, you just have to do your best."
"If you only get opportunities of the lower six levels, then it won't help you much, at most, it's icing on the cake."
"If you can get third-grade opportunities, it's also a true stroke of luck, which will greatly increase your hope of becoming a 'monarch.'"
"If you can get second-grade opportunities? Haha!" The black-robed elder laughed. "Don't talk about becoming a monarch, relying on it, there is hope to dominate a realm in the future."
Relying on it, dominating a realm?
Wuyuan's pupils contracted.
As far as he knew, the leader of the Qingling Immortal Realm, the 'Qingling Immortal Monarch,' was widely known and recognized as the strongest in the realm, but it was far from the point of dominating the realm.
Is the second-grade opportunity really so heaven-defying?
Behind the immortal place? Who?
For a moment, Wuyuan had many thoughts in his mind, but he already realized that if what the black-robed elder said was true.
He.
Perhaps he would really face a test that would determine his fate.
"Messenger, sir."
Wuyuan couldn't help but ask, "What is the test?"
"The test is unpredictable, it may last for hundreds of years, or it may end in a moment; and the difficulty is based on your overall mana cultivation, age, and will be fair." The black-robed elder smiled.
"Last for hundreds of years?" Wuyuan's face changed slightly. "My Immortal Order can only last for a thousand years."
"Yes!"
"Some tests that take a long time, if you still can't meet the requirements of the third or second grade, then when the time limit of your Immortal Order ends, the test will end directly." The black-robed elder said. "Then, based on your performance, you will be directly bestowed with treasures."
Wuyuan understood.
The content of the test, the black-robed elder did not know, or rather, he wouldn't tell himself in advance.
"If the test reaches the time limit, can I return to the ancient world?" Wuyuan asked in a low voice.
"No."
The black-robed elder said flatly, "Once the test in the Creation Temple ends, regardless of the outcome and time spent, you will be directly transported out of the immortal place."
"In the future, even if you descend again with the 'Divine Jade Immortal Order,' there is a high probability that it will not be in this world."
Wuyuan sighed inwardly.
So that's how it is.
The so-called immortal place is probably vast beyond imagination. Judging from the legend of the Heavenly Witches, the entire immortal place may be as vast as a great realm.
"What, do you still have some unresolved karma in the immortal place?" The black-robed elder seemed to smile.
Wuyuan nodded involuntarily.
"Okay."
"Unresolved karma will be a hindrance in the future."
"I can teleport you out. When you have figured it out and are ready to leave, come back to the Creation Temple to see me." The black-robed elder said, "But I remind you, you are not yet four hundred years old... If you delay until six hundred or eight hundred years old, the difficulty of the test will skyrocket."
"Don't think about coming back for the test when you're stronger. Your rate of strength improvement may not keep up with the increase in test difficulty."
"So, I advise you, the sooner you come to challenge, the better."
"I've said my piece. The road is for you to choose." After saying this, the black-robed elder waved his hand directly.
Wuyuan instantly disappeared from the Creation Temple.
Suddenly.
"What, Black Robe, not satisfied with this? If you're not satisfied, you can give it to me completely?" A soft and sinister voice suddenly echoed in the hall. "Tsk tsk, it's rare to have a genius who has the chance to become a monarch directly."
"Hmph!"
"Give it to you?" The black-robed elder sneered. "Does the authority wielded by your master match Hou Feng's?"
"Of course it doesn't match. If it did, would it be your turn?" The soft and sinister voice chuckled, but there was no anger.
"Haha, Black Robe, don't be too picky. In the long years, your master's quota for nine named disciples has only used two." Another hearty voice suddenly sounded. "Being too picky may lead to nothing, don't be like last time."
"You don't need to worry about that." The black-robed elder said coldly.
"Hehe, why are you picking at old wounds again? Black Robe will be unhappy." The soft and sinister voice chuckled. "But, even though Black Robe doesn't say it, I'm afraid he has been regretting missing out on that one from back then."
"Get lost!"
The black-robed elder frowned, waved his hand, and the hall fell silent.
"Be obedient."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for banning you from speaking for another hundred million years! The Creation Temple is under my management." The black-robed elder snorted.
...
Tianzhu Mountain, thirty-three heavens, Creation Temple lake.
Splash~
Suddenly, a beam of light flickered, and Wuyuan appeared out of thin air in the rippling lake. With a sweep of his gaze, he quickly took in his surroundings.
"Quite eerie."
"The Hall of the Way only guides the soul's thoughts; but this Creation Temple directly guides the physical body?" Wuyuan muttered to himself.
The process of entering and leaving was quite strange.
Swoosh!
Wuyuan took a step and quickly arrived thousands of miles away, at the edge of the lake.
"Hou Feng, the Witch God, has come out."
"So fast."
"How was it?" Many upper witches who were waiting here quickly gathered around, their eyes full of curiosity as they looked at Wuyuan.
They hadn't entered the Creation Temple, only heard rumors, so naturally, they were curious.
"Hou Feng, the Witch God, how was it?" The Wine Offering Witch God asked the same.
"The Emperor of the Southern Expedition and the Emperor of the Thunderous Isles of the Celestial Clan are probably both fallen," Wuyuan volunteered.
"What?"
"All fallen?" Many upper witches were shocked.
"Hou Feng, the Witch God, are you sure?" The Wine Offering Witch God asked eagerly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
The Three Emperors of the Celestial Clan were the greatest threat to the Ancient Witch Clan.
Now, only the Emperor of Daylight was confirmed dead.
"Seventy percent sure," Wuyuan said.
Thinking over the black-robed elder's mention of the 'three fools,' Wuyuan could only match them with the Three Emperors of the Celestial Clan.
The Wine Offering Witch God's eyes lit up.
Seventy percent sure? That's quite high!
"Wine Offering Witch God, I'm going to see the Serpent Ancestor now. Can you and the other witch gods please come with me?" Wuyuan said.
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Chapter 374: Emotion Lags Behind the Way
"Wanna see the Serpent Ancestor?"
"And all of us witch gods too?" The Wine Offering Witch God, the Butcher Witch God, the Deer Witch God, and others glanced at each other.
Thinking back to Wuyuan's words just now, "The Three Emperors of the Celestial Clan are all dead," they instantly realized that Wuyuan probably had some incredible gains in the Creation Temple.
"Very urgent?" The Wine Offering Witch God asked.
"Kind of," Wuyuan replied, not elaborating.
He had sensed an invisible force preventing him from revealing the truth about the Creation Temple.
"Should we all go? With the Creation Temple here, and the Thirty-Three Heavens?" The Butcher Witch God hesitated slightly.
Rebuilding the entire Tianzhu Mountain would take a lot of time and effort for the Witch Clan.
"I can't be a hundred percent sure that the Three Emperors of the Celestial Clan are dead. It'll take time to verify," Wuyuan said. "If all of us witch gods leave, and many upper witches stay here... If the Emperor of the Southern Expedition and the Emperor of the Thunderous Isles are still alive, they won't be able to hold them off."
"In the current Ancient Wilderness, apart from the two suspected fallen Celestial Clan Emperors, there are only a few fleeing Celestial Clan immortals and Heavenly Masters left."
"They don't pose much of a threat to our Witch Clan. If they're smart, they'll probably keep a low profile and won't come back."
"Moreover, with the Creation Temple here, no one can destroy it," Wuyuan said. "So I suggest that each army returns to its respective Witch Tribe."
"After dealing with matters here, we can discuss plans to rebuild Tianzhu Mountain and gather again."
This suggestion made several witch gods nod in agreement, finding it reasonable.
Within Tianzhu Mountain, the bottom thirty heavens were almost completely destroyed. Rebuilding would require a lot of resources. Even if the two Celestial Clan emperors were still alive, they wouldn't be able to defend it.
It's okay to wait for a while.
"Then let's go."
"Let's go!" Many witch gods and upper witches unanimously followed Wuyuan, leaving Tianzhu Mountain layer by layer, leaving behind the broken world.
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Just over a day later, Wuyuan and the three witch gods returned to the Earthly Witch Tribe with a large group of upper witches, ground witches, and others, including Hou Tong.
The other upper witches and ground witches dispersed.
Wuyuan, the Wine Offering Witch God, the Butcher Witch God, and the Deer Witch God went directly to the vast underground lake deep in the earth.
Rippling waves, with abundant spiritual energy to the extreme.
The Serpent Ancestor, whose massive body resembled a mountain, coiled up, raised its snake head high.
"You've come." The Serpent Ancestor's voice resounded thunderously in the underground world.
Obviously, it had been waiting for a long time.
"Three witch gods, there's something I need to discuss with the Serpent Ancestor alone. Please wait for a moment," Wuyuan said.
"Mm."
"Go ahead." The Wine Offering Witch God and the others had no objection. Everyone has secrets, and they could guess that Wuyuan probably encountered some very secretive matters.
The Serpent Ancestor came from outside the sky, but over the long years, it kept silent about external matters.
So, the Wine Offering Witch God knew that the Serpent Ancestor knew many secrets that they didn't.
Swoosh!
Wuyuan flew forward and arrived in front of the Serpent Ancestor, followed by a powerful and majestic force that enveloped the surroundings.
Blocking the prying eyes of others.
"Serpent Ancestor." Wuyuan bowed slightly, expressing gratitude and respect to this ancient giant serpent.
"Thank you." There was a hint of smile in the Serpent Ancestor's voice.
"Thank me?" Wuyuan was taken aback.
"Without you, it would take the Ancient Witch Clan who knows how long to bury the Celestial Clan," said the Serpent Ancestor. "Even the Wine Offering Witch God would have a low chance of directly breaking through Tianzhu Mountain."
Wuyuan nodded involuntarily.
In terms of Dao comprehension, the Wine Offering Witch God could probably rival a "Eight Tribulations Celestial Immortal."
That's considered quite good among Celestial Immortals.
But with only the foundation of being a "One Tribulation Upper Witch," even with the slight enhancement of the Heavenly Witch God's power, one could only reach the threshold of Celestial Immortality.
Wanting to defeat or even kill the three Emperors of the Celestial Clan, who ruled over Tianzhu Mountain, was a daunting task.
It might take hundreds of thousands or even millions of years.
Or it might never be achieved.
In the path of cultivating immortality, getting stuck at a bottleneck for tens of millions of years is quite normal. The Wine Offering Witch God had been practicing for a long time too.
"You're so eager to see me. Are you planning to leave?" the Serpent Ancestor asked.
"You know?" Wuyuan was slightly surprised.
"Haha, you come from outside the sky, seeking opportunities in this world. Now that you can enter the Creation Temple, there's no reason to stay," the Serpent Ancestor chuckled. "What's so hard to guess about that?"
"However, according to the Wine Offering Witch God's message, you haven't activated the Heavenly Witch God's power. Just relying on yourself to break in is truly remarkable," the Serpent Ancestor exclaimed.
Wuyuan couldn't help but smile.
Trying to enter the Creation Temple on one's own, while not impossible, was also not easy.
One had to be among the top geniuses of the same realm.
Of course, as the most outstanding among his peers, Wuyuan found this challenge not particularly difficult.
"I will go to the Creation Temple once again. When I come out, I will leave directly," Wuyuan said.
"So, you want to give the Serpent Ancestor a few things. This is the Creation Ancient Mirror, and this is the Heavenly Witch God's weapon," Wuyuan waved his hand, and four treasures floated, each emitting a majestic aura.
They were indeed the three weapons of the Heavenly Witch God and the Creation Ancient Mirror.
"I estimate that they can only exert their power in the Ancient Wilderness. Taking them away, I'm afraid, would render them ineffective," Wuyuan chuckled. "Naturally, they have to stay here."
"Mm, you're right. They really can't leave the Ancient Wilderness," the Serpent Ancestor said, eyeing the Creation Ancient Mirror.
"You can't refine this Creation Ancient Mirror?"
"Mm." Wuyuan nodded.
"Of course not. The Creation Ancient Mirror actually manifests the rules of the world's origin. Except for life from the native world, unless one's Dao comprehension is incredibly high, it's hard to refine," the Serpent Ancestor sighed.
Wuyuan suddenly realized, no wonder.
"With these Creation Divine Weapons, the Wine Offering Witch God should be able to enter the Creation Temple," the Serpent Ancestor chuckled again. "By using the Creation Divine Weapons, the difficulty of entering the temple will drop sharply."
Wuyuan nodded lightly, finding this consistent with his speculation.
"In addition, the Ancient Witch Clan has shown me great kindness," Wuyuan turned his palm over, and dozens of Immortal Tablets appeared in front of him.
"These Immortal Tablets contain some techniques I left behind, hoping they will be of help to the Ancient Witch Clan," Wuyuan smiled.
These techniques were the result of his adventures, combined with some publicly available and free techniques he engraved from the Cangfeng Witch Realm and the Hengyang Immortal Realm.
For some top powers, these techniques were rather mediocre and insignificant.
But for the Ancient Witch Clan? They were quite good, enough to rival accumulations of hundreds of millions of years or even longer.
"Oh?" The Serpent Ancestor's eyes lit up.
It probed slightly and quickly understood the preciousness of these Immortal Tablets.
Although the Serpent Ancestor came from outside the sky and had followed the Celestial Witches, in terms of vision and knowledge, he was actually inferior to Wuyuan. Many techniques and secrets were not well understood by him.
"Later, you came back to sever karma, right?" The Serpent Ancestor suddenly spoke.
Wuyuan hesitated slightly and nodded.
Yes!
To end karma.
The so-called karma was actually the different entanglements produced by different beings due to people and events!
As people live in the world, karma arises.
Generally speaking, the longer one lives and the more one experiences, the greater the karma.
Karma can be big or small, with no absolute distinction between good and bad.
For ordinary people, karma doesn't mean much. But once they embark on the path of cultivation, the stronger their power, the greater the impact of karma.
Some super beings will deliberately accumulate a large amount of karma on the path of cultivation. Countless karmas are added to them, not only without affecting them but also accelerating their progress.
And some super beings will continuously sever karma, smoothing out their own destiny, trimming various future branches, just to make their hearts purer.
Everything depends on the cultivator's heart and Dao heart!
For Wuyuan, he attached great importance to his heart and was closer to the second path, so he would continuously try to sever various karmic entanglements.
In short.
The Ancient Witch Clan had greatly helped Wuyuan and had high hopes for him. Although this trip was enough to help defeat the Celestial Clan, Wuyuan would always feel a little guilty in his heart.
If this guilt is not smoothed out.
With Wuyuan's temperament, it might cause interference in the future.
Leaving behind the Creation Divine Weapons and many scriptures and techniques is to repay this favor, so it's justified to leave peacefully.
As long as the heart is calm and there is no guilt, no matter how great the karma, it will be difficult to cause interference.
"What about Hotong, the little girl?" The Serpent Ancestor suddenly smiled again. "I just found out about this. The word 'love' is the hardest to speak. Many people claim not to believe in love, but in fact, they are the most eager for it in their hearts."
"Love is hard to speak."
"But, only the Dao is eternal. When it's time to sever, it should be severed." Wuyuan's eyes were extremely clear.
Apparently, he had long since figured it out.
"Okay, you can decide for yourself," the Serpent Ancestor smiled. "It's rare to encounter such an extraordinary talent like you... In the future, in the various worlds outside, your talent will probably shine, I hope, there will be a chance to meet again."
"Perhaps," Wuyuan replied vaguely.
The various worlds outside? Wasn't he supposed to return to the Qingling Realm? I wonder if there are any commonalities with the countless worlds contained within the Immortal Realm?
Hum~
The invisible force dissipated, and the three great witch gods not far away seemed to have received a message from the Serpent Ancestor and flew over one after another.
"The Hotong Witch God has obtained a great opportunity in the Creation Temple. There is a super existence outside the sky that will summon the Hotong Witch God to leave," the Serpent Ancestor said, fabricating a reasonable excuse for Wuyuan's departure.
The Wine Offering Witch God, the Deer Witch God, and the Butcher Witch God were all shocked.
Going to the sky outside?
Being summoned by a super existence?
Others might not believe it, but since it was said by the Serpent Ancestor, they naturally believed it.
They finally understood why Wuyuan was so eager to see the Serpent Ancestor.
"Take this Creation Ancient Mirror, Wine Offering, and after refining it, you should be able to enter the Creation Temple with it," the Serpent Ancestor waved his wings.
Hum~ The Creation Ancient Mirror flew to the Wine Offering Witch God's front.
"Thank you, Serpent Ancestor," the Wine Offering Witch God said.
"In addition, these Immortal Tablets are the harvest of the Hotong Witch God from the Creation Temple. You can take a look," the Serpent Ancestor pointed to the floating dozens of Immortal Tablets.
The three great witch gods quickly browsed through them, and immediately expressions of shock appeared on their faces.
Because!
It was too detailed. It included the cultivation methods, qi refining techniques, body refining techniques, alchemy, talismans, artifact refining, source crystal weapons, and so on of the witch clan. There were also some common source techniques, primordial secret techniques, law body cultivation methods, and so on... covering everything.
"This!"
The Butcher Witch God took a deep breath and looked at Wuyuan with extremely fiery eyes. "Hotong Witch God... your actions, these techniques, I'm afraid they can save our witch clan billions of years of effort."
"Such precious techniques."
"Very powerful, this kind of conception is simply unimaginable."
"Much stronger than the techniques I created."
"With these techniques, the strong born in my Ancient Witch Clan will advance several times faster, and the strength of all of us will greatly increase." The Wine Offering Witch God and the Deer Witch God exclaimed.
Like the Wine Offering Witch God, in terms of individual strength, he was quite outstanding. Many cultivation methods, secrets, and even source techniques within the witch clan today were created by him.
But many secret techniques and cultivation methods required generations of strong people to accumulate before they could gradually improve and become perfect.
In the end, they could form the foundation of a super power.
"I will leave."
Wuyuan couldn't help but smile. "Consider it a small contribution to the witch clan before leaving."
"As long as the few witch gods don't blame me for leaving the witch clan first," Wuyuan said with a smile.
"Where is there to blame."
"The Dao is the most difficult, the Dao is supreme, and longevity is the only thing we pursue." The Wine Offering Witch God said calmly and sighed, "It's just that I didn't have the opportunity. Otherwise, if I could go to the sky outside, I would have agreed without hesitation."
"Well, the vastness outside the sky, it's unpredictable." The Butcher Witch God said similarly, "Hotong Witch God, you are the most incredible genius born in our Ancient Witch Clan... Strive to make a name for yourself outside the sky."
Wuyuan nodded gently.
Dao! Supreme.
Without the courage to forge ahead, the determination to abandon everything, the madness of 'Even if thousands of people go, I'll go,'... the endless road is difficult to reach the end.
These witch gods, each of them had gone through countless hardships to achieve their current strength, and they understood the value of opportunities.
They understood Wuyuan's choice.
Moreover, Wuyuan personally killed the Great Extinction Emperor, leaving behind many precious techniques, which was enough to justify the witch clan.
How dare they ask for more?
...
After bidding farewell to the Serpent Ancestor and the few witch gods, Wuyuan left the underground world and came to the renovated Cloud Mountain Palace.
Cloud Mountain, Cloud Capital City, the experiences of his youth had a considerable influence on Wuyuan.
So, he called his residence in the Celestial Witch Tribe 'Cloud Mountain Palace.'
During the last great battle of the Earth and Heaven Witch Tribes, Cloud Mountain Palace was destroyed and then rebuilt later.
A figure in red.
Standing under the grass by the lake, the setting sun was setting, the ripples were sparkling, the red clothes fluttered in the wind, and she looked extremely beautiful.
Wuyuan gently landed, his voice calm: "Hotong."
"Hotong, I have received a message from my grandfather. He said that you are about to leave the Ancient World..." Hotong turned around, the wind blowing through her hair.
Her eyes showed little sadness.
"Um," Wuyuan nodded.
Houtong fell silent.
"I was wrong," Wuyuan shook his head gently. "I thought I had plenty of time, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon..."
Indeed, this was something Wuyuan hadn't anticipated.
In his original expectations, he still had at least hundreds of years, enough time to do many things.
"Houfeng, are you willing to stay for me?" Houtong suddenly asked.
Now, it was Wuyuan's turn to fall silent.
After a moment.
"I understand."
"The pursuit of the Dao is your goal."
"Houfeng, you're not wrong, it's just that I was too naive and wishful," Houtong shook her head lightly, her eyes slightly red, and she whispered, "I always thought that as long as I accompanied you, one day I could influence you, make you willing."
At first, she did think that Wuyuan's character was different from other witch generals, combined with Wuyuan's peerless talent, which attracted her.
But at this point, it couldn't be said that she truly had deep feelings.
Later on.
After traveling the earth for hundreds of years, especially during those dozens of years, changing identities to travel the mortal world, she truly fell in love with Wuyuan from the bottom of her heart.
She always felt.
No matter how high Wuyuan's talent was, he would ultimately only become a god, but as long as she worked hard, she would also become a superior witch.
But now? Wuyuan was about to leave the Ancient World.
"Houfeng, I only ask you one question, have you truly fallen in love with me, or do you merely pity me?" Houtong's eyes met Wuyuan's directly, asking the question she wanted to ask the most.
Wuyuan felt peaceful in his heart, feeling this gaze.
For a long time.
"In my heart, love cannot compare to the Dao," Wuyuan said slowly.
Houtong fell silent, then suddenly smiled, "I understand... Houfeng, what I long for in my heart is a partner like the Huoqiong Superior Witch, who can abandon everything for each other, sacrifice life and death for each other, and give everything for each other."
"But you're different."
"If you have a partner, if the partner is in danger, perhaps you can fight desperately for them."
"If the partner is opposed by everyone, perhaps you can sweep the world for them."
"But, only you cannot give up the pursuit of the peak in your heart for your partner! It's not that the Dao is ruthless, but love is inferior to the Dao," Houtong shook her head lightly. "What you pursue is the Dao, what you long for is the supreme Dao."
"Love will only be a ripple on your path of seeking the Dao, unable to shake your Dao-seeking heart."
"On this journey, it was my foolish wish."
"Sorry, for these hundreds of years, for disturbing you." Houtong's eyes were faintly teary, but she hesitated no more.
Whoosh!
She flew away.
Wuyuan stood at the edge of the lake, watching the figure in red, finally disappearing at the end of the lake.
"I'm trying to sever karma, but isn't Houtong also part of it?" Wuyuan thought silently.
Was he in love with Houtong?
Yes!
Perhaps it was the companionship of hundreds of years, or perhaps it was in the countless changes of identities in the mortal world, this seemingly careless but actually stubborn girl in red had unknowingly entered Wuyuan's heart.
However.
Just as Houtong said.
If she were in trouble, Wuyuan would spare no effort to save her.
But this trace of affection could not stop Wuyuan's path of seeking the Dao, especially when faced with the opportunity to stand at the pinnacle.
Wuyuan's choice was—resolutely leaving!
There won't be much hesitation.
He remembered the admonition of the Creator, that the later he accepted the trial, the harder it would be.
"Alright."
"She cut off the thread of affection herself, which is better than me severing it." Wuyuan felt calm in his heart.
These threads of affection, which were not deep to begin with, were already cut off.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Not far away, two figures appeared, they were Houlu, the wine god, and Zhujiu, the deer god, they looked towards Wuyuan.
"Houlu, I'm sorry," Wuyuan said.
Houtong is Houlu's granddaughter.
"I should be the one apologizing. Houtong was too stubborn and caused trouble for you, Houfeng," Houlu shook his head.
Wuyuan fell silent, then waved his hand, and a stream of light fell in front of Houlu.
"This is a gift I left for Houtong."
"But."
"No need to say it's from me. Since the karma of affection has been severed, there's no need to add to her troubles," Wuyuan said.
"Mm," Houlu didn't refuse.
Wuyuan nodded slightly to Zhujiu.
Then, Wuyuan didn't linger anymore, turning into a streak of light and flying towards the outside world, quickly disappearing into the sky.
Leaving Houlu and Zhujiu standing in place.
"Do you regret it for your granddaughter?" Zhujiu joked, "You've lost a good son-in-law."
"I've advised her before, but she wouldn't listen. A peerless genius like him should recognize himself early on. Even if he falls in love, where would he be troubled by it?" Houlu sighed, "Well, after this ordeal, her hopes of becoming a superior witch will increase significantly."
Zhujiu nodded involuntarily.
"In the mortal world, being troubled by love and desire is normal," Zhujiu said with a faint smile, "only because of short lifespan and limited strength."
"Short lifespan, many sufferings in the world, the suffering of poverty, the suffering of old age and illness... Many sufferings cannot be solved with strength alone, so they hope someone can listen, understand, and seek a kind of happiness. That's where affection comes from."
"Short lifespan, if you feel there is hope for happiness in the world, but you cannot live long yourself, when you grow old, you often attach great importance to family affection, because they naturally place all their hopes on 'offspring,' hoping that those carrying their bloodline will see the wonders of the world for them."
"But, for true great beings."
"They can solve all difficulties themselves, enjoy many pleasures, they can live long... Love and desire, for them, are just passing clouds," Zhujiu smiled, "only the Dao."
"The eternal and immortal Dao."
"The mysteries of the vast universe... That's the ultimate, the desire of us Dao seekers." Zhujiu's eyes showed a hint of longing.
He understood Wuyuan's actions very well.
Because, he was a fellow traveler.
"The Dao is not ruthless, but only the Dao is eternal," Houlu sighed and smiled, "I just don't know if Houfeng, the witch god, can truly control the Dao."
"I don't know."
...
Swoosh!
Cutting off all karma, calming his heart, Wuyuan continued on his journey. After several days, he once again arrived at Tianzhu Mountain, with no obstacles in his way.
The witch clan's army had retreated, and the remaining few strong members of the immortal clan didn't dare to come back.
Returning to the lake outside the Creation Temple.
Wuyuan suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Once I leave this time, I'm afraid it will be hard to see again," Wuyuan realized in his heart, "But this is the path of cultivation, there are always departures, there are always farewells."
"Few have companions until the end."
"Life is full of wonders."
"What is a Dao companion... Only those who can walk together on the path of cultivation can be called companions."
Whoosh!
Wuyuan flew across the water, and not long after, he entered the Creation Temple again, disappearing without a trace.
In reality, he had already left the ancient world far behind.
Perhaps, there might be a return in the future; but it was more likely that he would never be able to return.
...Silent and unobtrusive.
Wuyuan reappeared in that hall again.
Only at the end of the temple, the figure of the old man in black robes remained, as if he had been waiting for Wuyuan to return.
"Messenger, sir," Wuyuan bowed slightly.
"So soon back? Are you ready to accept the trial?" the old man in black robes smiled.
"Mm." Wuyuan nodded solemnly.
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ps: Six thousand words, minimum two-in-one.
Volume Eight, "The Law of Ascension," is over.
Preview of Volume Nine, "Famous Across Realms."
Volumes Seven and Eight laid the foundation, and Volume Nine will truly begin the legendary journey, which might be quite long.
Regarding the storyline of Houtong, just a few more words. There were originally three possible outcomes for this storyline, but regardless of which one, this ending was inevitable. The two of them couldn't walk together, and it wasn't changed due to comments.
Houtong was just a passerby on Wuyuan's long path of cultivation.
The core of this storyline was to illustrate "The Dao is not ruthless, but only the Dao is eternal."
(End of this chapter)