Chapter 233 174: Divine Spirit Enters the Mortal World

He opened his mouth and inhaled deeply.Whoosh—

The shamanic divine power within the opponent was sucked away by him.

The divine power they cultivated naturally wouldn't be tampered with; the shamanic divine power within them—God—was temporarily replenished.

The five fading stages of a celestial being were delayed once again.

Boom!

His formidable mind read the opponent's consciousness.

With a gap of a major realm higher, the opponent didn't even have the ability to destroy memories.

"The lair, is it there?"

He flickered and transformed into a red meteor shooting away.

Boom boom boom!

A series of sonic booms streaked across the sky.

The ground beneath his feet turned into charred land for miles; ghosts were evaporated alive.

As a pseudo-Fifth Tier, his newly born Heart Image seemed to transform into a hundred-meter-tall crimson sun, constantly releasing astonishing power, dazzling and brilliant.

Rustle!

Half an hour later.

He arrived at a secluded mountain of tombs.

With a snap of his fingers, in a booming rumble, the mountain seemed to split in half by his Telekinesis, the earth was cleaved open, revealing the shaman's palace inside.

In the distance, Hot Carp and the Longevity Divine Spirit also arrived at this moment.

Hot Carp saw this scene and secretly mocked:

"What a crude way to use Telekinesis, it can't even compare to when I casually uprooted a hundred-meter artificial metal Cangwu Tree and replanted a new seed."

Rumble!

The mountain was lifted alive.

Inside, a young shamanic god sat quietly on a chair.

Without a word, Ying Qing stepped forward to attack this generation of shamanic god.

"Huh? Ying Qing? Breaking through before you die, can you consider yourself strong?" The enormous murderous aura of the shamanic god spread as he slowly stood up.

"Enough."

"Let's have another battle between the shamanic god and the sorcery god."

As he spoke, countless sacrificial implements forged from the casualties of countless beings on earth blocked in front of him.

Splatter, splatter, the sacrificial implements continuously shattered, but ultimately blocked the opponent's attack.

The Fourth Tier Peak surprisingly blocked the Fifth Tier.

Hot Carp, being a qualified companion Xiaoli, started his introduction at this moment: "As expected, it's him, the Sect Master of Tu Shizong, Dragon-Tiger Asura."

Liu Jun asked, "Tell me more."

Hot Carp, a good guide, began to speak vividly:

"They recruit disciples, usually selecting from modern office workers who love to abuse cats and dogs and are under a lot of pressure."

"Therefore, their Tu Shizong is also called the Cat Abuse Sect, Dog Abuse Sect by us, and they often abuse small animals in the city."

"Currently, they're living even worse than the Yellow Book Sect next door; others can threaten and create color like Liu Chang, but they have to kill to cultivate, which is very troublesome."

"It's modern society now, murder is quickly investigated in the city... They can only read ancient books on mass slaughter, immerse themselves in them, and then set up slaughterhouses, raising cats, dogs, and small animals, killing them to practice killing intent!"

Liu Jun listened speechlessly.

The ancient Tu Shizong, so grand and noble, in modern society can only kill small animals to cultivate?

Hot Carp continued the introduction: "And their Sect Master, Dragon-Tiger Asura, is also called by us as Cat and Dog Asura, specializing in abusing small animals."

No wonder people want to go against you, giving no face at all.

One mocks someone for reading Yellow Books, another mocks someone for abusing animals.

Hot Carp continued:

"Every generation of their Asura is not simple, possessing the legendary Innate Sacred Body of Slaughter, with quite extraordinary aptitude."

Even these Innate Saints can be mass-produced through the Cyan Lamp Welfare Lottery bloodline, forming Innate Saints with homogenized talents.

This cult can naturally do the same.

They also secretly cast a wide net, one in a million, raising descendants.

A million to one seems like a lot?

It is a lot.

People do things sneakily, not knowing how many children's parents are not their real parents.

The Four Evil Books all have corresponding Sacred Body inheritances.

Otherwise, without some foundation and a dedicated Saint bloodline continuation, they would've been wiped out long ago.

Hot Carp kept emphasizing the strength of this Sect Master, "This Ying Qing's tribal civilization is crude and still hasn't finished drafting various intricate techniques."

"Plus, he's a pseudo-Fifth Tier, and the qi and divine power are continuously draining, he might not truly be a match for this Fourth Tier Cat and Dog Asura."

Hot Carp had just finished speaking.

Boom!

The next moment.

This Asura was violently sent flying.

Countless sacrificial implements gathered with great effort shattered and collapsed.

"Nothing more than this."

A chill of cold intent flashed through Ying Qing's eyes, "You commit heinous acts, standing against the world, without the help of the world's beings to deduce techniques, you've fallen too far behind, your methods are outdated now!"

Over the years.

He traversed the cities across the land, gathering the wisdom of the world, also receiving the help of the world's blood essence.

It can be said.

He has already exceeded the others by several eras.

The shamanic god, who once equaled them, is now completely inferior.

"You boast of being stronger than the previous shamanic god Ying Huan, who nearly drove us to extinction, but in truth, you are far inferior to him."

"Impossible!" This shamanic god was bloodthirsty and reckless, fearing not even death.

But the one thing he could not tolerate was his power and pride being questioned.

Ying Qing said, "They domesticated beings to usher in an era for them."

"At that time, a group of diviners had already appeared, countless mortals seeking their fortune-telling for remaining lifespan, it was a sign they gradually accepted their lifespan."

It can be said.

If Ying Qing hadn't stepped forward at that time, humanity might have truly been domesticated, acquired servile nature, recognized the rationality of lifespan, submitting to birth, aging, illness, and death.

And then, enslaved by the gods, humanity would have completely lost the will to resist.

"Huan still knew to domesticate a group, pasture, enslave them, to perfect the system for them."

A flash of ridicule passed through Ying Qing's eyes, "And you? You only know how to kill."

"No!" The shamanic god shouted:

"Killing, releasing disaster, is the correct action, as long as we can kill you by this means, we'll domesticate the people again in the future, and we'll be able to do it."

Ying Qing no longer argued with him, such people didn't deserve a debate.

The next moment, he fiercely punched forward with his scorching fist.

Boom!

The shamanic god, though at the Fourth Tier Peak and wielding a Divine Object, was beaten into a pulp.

Ying Qing reached out to grab the Divine Object.

But some things seemed to act faster than him, already prepared, and the entire Divine Object suddenly disappeared.

...

The reality.

Within a certain chamber.

A group of Tu Shizong members, killed by the aftershocks, patted their chests with lingering fear.

"That scared me to death."

"Hahaha, kill, kill, kill, it's either he kills us, or we kill him!"

"But he can only die once, while we can die over and over again!"

They laughed heartily.

They had been reading books since childhood.

Reading had become a habit, so naturally, they wouldn't take the book's paper figures as real.

Even if this book seemed so real!

"However, this spiritual realm is indeed a good thing; it's as if... it has pushed the era forward by countless years!"

"He can only unleash his potential at the brink of death."

"But that's just a desperate struggle, lacking vitality. So what if he steps into the Fifth Tier? Unless he can snatch the three Divine Objects, he's bound to die."

As they were discussing.

The Sect Master of Tu Shizong suddenly opened his eyes, recalling the meaningful gaze of that Witch Priest.

"Not good!"

A terrifying thought like a bolt of lightning resounded in his mind.

At the moment of his death, he saw that fiery figure of the god and demon, his lips gently moving at the end.

He understood lip reading and comprehended what was said.

"I see you."

Through a screen, he seemed to hear the person in the spiritual realm murmuring.

...

...

Spiritual Realm.

The next moment, the figure carrying a baby had the essence, energy, and spirit forming three flowers atop his head, reaching the utmost sublimation!

However, among them.

Essence, was abundant.

Energy, was void.

Spirit, only half replenished.

This world's first Immortal was incomplete.

At this moment, he stood with hands behind his back, flames rising, murmuring:

"I have slaughtered all my life, enduring hundreds of years, facing two eras of Witch Priests."

"Now, after fighting through this soul disaster, you have mocked me for most of my life."

"Running east and west, unable to find your Divine Objects, and you've even cursed me with the Heaven's Five Decay, targeting my lifespan as an Immortal."

Recalling the frustrations of the first half of his life, boundless anger surged forth.

"Now..."

His gaze sharp as lightning, looking at a figure and his maid within the clouds of the original sky.

He leapt lightly!

Unleashing a punch.

"In my youth, that old tribe chief called me names; that night I plucked his beard and burned his lamp oil money!"

"Now, though late, didn't you teach me how to act? Now I can finally pluck your beard."

With that, he swiftly flew over.

Above the clouds, the Longevity Divine Spirit looked at this era's emperor figure charging towards him, a slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth:

"No wonder he just lost his wife; how fierce."

The maid beside him said, "Why not teach him a lesson?"

The Longevity Divine Spirit responded, "He is just a hero of this era; time will give him the lesson for me."

The maid understood.

This supreme existence, transcending eternity, wielded immortality.

Time was his strongest weapon indeed!

...

Rustle!

As the sound fell.

He and the maid beside him vanished without a trace.

"Truly a mysterious world, with not only the female ape with an extraordinary Sacred Body, but also these things..."

Ying Qing was not surprised watching the other party disappear, constantly recalling the fluctuations and information just now, the ability of the Divine Object to depart.

He simply sat cross-legged where he was, carrying the baby.

"It's about time to trace the Divine Objects they took away."

His aura grew stronger, eyes chaotic, hair like flames dancing wildly behind him.

In each city, countless people walked out to witness this scene.

Someone said, "It might be that the Witch Priest is nearing the end of his life, already awaiting the fate of death."

Another said, "He's retracing the marks of the Divine Objects, analyzing the traces of that Divine Spirit."

And yet another said, "He's mourning his deceased wife."

Regardless, people were all discussing.

Vaguely feeling that he was analyzing something, tracing something.

As time passed by.

Qin Qing, the Witch Priest, remained motionless, like a statue, seated atop the mountain, overlooking the vast earth.

Occasionally, he fed the baby girl with his own blood.

Until this day, a hint of joy flashed in the chaotic oily eyes of the Witch Priest.

His voice echoed across the clear sky:

"The three flowers gathered at the top are but an illusion, and the clouds beneath my feet are not real either."

"A long dream eventually ends, the rootless and boundless return to dust."

Everyone looked on in astonishment.

Only to see this guardian of humanity speak:

"So it was all both real and false."

Battle intent surged from his body as he reached out to tear through space, transforming into a streak of light.

Rustle.

The next moment, it was as if the world was being torn apart.

The heavens and earth transformed into a scroll, like a two-dimensional scene from animation, movies, or books stepping into reality.

Step, step, step.

He appeared before the smug crowd of Tu Shizong.

"You! You!" Seeing this, everyone holding the Divine Objects was shocked.

How did he come out?

This was simply impossible.

According to tests, not even the strongest Fifth Tier Peak could casually exit the spiritual realm.

Yet under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he walked step by step from the scroll into reality.

"Immortal... The power of the three Divine Forces united, essence, energy, and spirit as one, the born Immortal Consciousness, how could it be known by your low-level consciousness?"

His entire being radiated murderous intent, flames surging upwards.

The flaming clouds churned beneath his feet, as if he were stepping on rosy clouds like an Immortal.

The surging heat formed tremors of sound waves, and the roiling heat ignited the luxurious furniture in the enclosed room.

"Since you see everything as a dream, then I shall capture you in reality."

At this moment, the Divine Spirit stepped into the modern world.