CHAPTER 767: CHAPTER 310 THE SORROW OF THE ANCESTOR OF THE DESOLATE

The Great Sun slanted westward, the afternoon sunlight filtering through the towering grand tree, casting mottled shadows.

Ancestor of the Desolate sat at the main seat by the stone table, feeling his head as large as a fight, his mind a jumbled mess.

Li Qingming, seeing the somewhat confused Ancestor of the Desolate, said, "Fellow Daoist, is it not feeling unimaginable?"

Ancestor of the Desolate shook his head and said, "It’s more than unimaginable, it’s downright inconceivable! The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was already a Half-step Heavenly Dao realm powerhouse when my physical body fell, and the Technology Mysterious City has been dominating the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds for countless years. That such overpowering forces still have a mastermind behind them is truly too dreadful to hear!"

Li Qingming gave a bitter smile and said, "I also wish it weren’t true, but the facts lay before us, forcing us to believe! Now, Fellow Daoist understands why I persist in tracing back to the origin, right?"

"Alright, although the fall of my physical body was not related to that dark hand, since Fellow Daoist has asked repeatedly, it would be too unkind of me to shirk further!" The expression on Ancestor of the Desolate’s face changed unpredictably, and after a long while, he almost gnashed his teeth as he said, "This matter began because of my own faults!"

As it turned out, Ancestor of the Desolate was born from the Universe Chaos Cosmos and was a peer to the Pan Gu God in that epoch.

At that time, the Universe Chaos Cosmos was nothing but darkness. The All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds had not yet been opened, and Ancestor of the Desolate, following the inheritance of the Great Dao, groped his way through cultivation and began a long journey throughout the universe.

Actually, in this dark Chaos universe, it was not just Pan Gu and Ancestor of the Desolate. Three thousand Chaotic Demon Gods also existed, each newly born, with distinct temperaments, and their methods of cultivation varied in strengths and weaknesses.

Some were born sinister, subsisting on hunting other Demon Gods, devouring their Law origins to advance in cultivation; some were kindhearted, often gathering together to jointly explore Laws and even the Rule cultivation methods and insights; and the last type were naturally solitary and arrogant Demon Gods who neither provoked nor allied with others, cultivating alone.

Ancestor of the Desolate had such a passionate disposition. Thus, during his travels in the universe, he made many acquaintances among the Chaotic Demon Gods. Among these Demon Gods, the closest to Ancestor of the Desolate was one whose true form was a Three-legged Golden Crow, known as the Golden Brilliance Ancestor.

He and Ancestor of the Desolate had known each other for three epochs, mutually comprehending the Great Dao, and venturing through the dangerous locales of the Universe Chaos Cosmos together. One could say that they shared a life-and-death friendship, which is why Ancestor of the Desolate deeply trusted him, sharing almost everything with him.

Three epochs ago, right after Pan Gu God had trodden the Path to Heaven and established Pangu’s Great Thousand World, Ancestor of the Desolate, inspired by this, created the Barbaric World in the cosmos.

It was also after Ancestor of the Desolate had settled on the Barbaric Sacred Star and placed the Barbaric God Statue within the Array that over two hundred Chaotic Demon Gods suddenly attacked, besieging Ancestor of the Desolate, intending to plunder the origin power he had gained from opening heaven.

Originally, Ancestor of the Desolate had resolved to fight to the death, even if it meant perish himself, just to ensure Golden Brilliance could escape. But at this point, Golden Brilliance suddenly turned on him and in an instant, extinguished his physical body with the Tao Heavenly Fire, seizing his Primordial Spirit and the Wilderness Divine Axe.

The last image that remained in Ancestor of the Desolate’s mind was that of the Golden Crow, its body emanating black flames, laughing wildly with a group of besieging Chaotic Demon Gods.

Only now did Ancestor of the Desolate realize that he had been deceived by this seemingly benign but evil god, and the price he paid was his life and the dissolution of his Dao!

...

After hearing all that Ancestor of the Desolate had to say, Li Qingming fell silent for a while. Then he stood up, bowed deeply to Ancestor of the Desolate, and said sincerely, "Fellow Daoist, it was my rashness! Please do not take it to heart!"

The Ancestor of the Desolate dodged Li Qingming’s bow and said, "Fellow Daoist, please don’t be so formal! This matter has been weighing on my mind for so long. Voicing it out today has lifted a burden off my chest and actually, I should be thankful to you, Fellow Daoist!"

"Amitabha Buddha!" Shakyamuni stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist being able to voice your true feelings, although you haven’t completely let go of your obsessions, you are indeed enlightened about your Dao Heart. This is truly a joyous occasion to celebrate!"

"Alright, I think there’s no need for us to be so courteous with each other. Now that all doubts are dispelled, why don’t we all have a hearty drink?" Li Qingming suddenly burst into laughter, "With this matter concluded, it is time for us to depart. But before we leave, let us not part until we’ve had our fill of drink!"

"Indeed, let us drink to our heart’s content!"

The hearty laughter broke through the beautiful twilight, startling a flock of birds and beasts.

...

Deep into the night, with the moon high in the sky, the occasional trilling of nightingales pierced the silent darkness. The ruined Barbaric Sacred Star in the West Pole Continent welcomed two unexpected guests.

These were two figures clad in pitch-black attire, one tall and one short, both draped in black robes embroidered with vibrant red flames. Each had a pair of pure gold-colored eyes on their handsome faces, their gold pupils shooting out intense, penetrating flames.

"Hey, I say, Chi Yan, we didn’t go the wrong way, did we?" The taller figure looked around, visibly confused, "Didn’t the Holy King say that this Barbaric World is an ancient Primordial World, lacking life but rich in cultivation resources? How come it looks like there’s just been some kind of destructive calamity here?"

"Shut up, Chi Huo! Do you freaking want to get me killed too?" The shorter figure, known as Chi Yan, kicked his taller companion angrily, "Is the Holy King someone you can insult so casually? If you want to be punished, leave me out of it!"

"What are you talking about, you’ve lost your mind!" Chi Huo stumbled from the kick and shouted in a furious whisper, "We’re countless billion light-years away from the Sun Temple, the Holy King’s reach is long but not that long, what are you afraid of?"

"Damn it, have you forgotten about the Golden Sun Mark branded deep within our souls?" Chi Yan kicked him again, "Everything we see, hear, and do can be known to the Holy King in an instant if he so wishes!"

Chi Huo shuddered and said, "This is bad, is the Holy King monitoring us all the time?"

Chi Yan cast a scornful glance at him and replied, "Now you’re scared? Why weren’t you worried earlier?"

"Why didn’t you tell me sooner?" Chi Huo glared at him in anger.

"Didn’t I warn you?" Chi Yan glared back, a touch embarrassed, but thinking how, after all, this fellow was his brother, he softened his tone, "Alright, don’t worry! The Holy King has to watch over the other Sun Chaser Envoys, he can’t possibly keep his eyes on us at all times. As long as we find that item and present it to the Great Emperor, the Holy King won’t be able to do anything to us!"

"Haha, yes!" Chi Huo laughed excitedly, "As long as we complete the Great Emperor’s mission, let the Holy King or the Holy Master... all step aside!"

Chi Yan looked at his naive brother speechlessly, mumbling softly to himself, "With his character, how on earth did he cultivate to the Saint Realm!"

Just then, a rough voice suddenly exploded next to the shorter figure’s ear: "Indeed, I too would like to know how he managed to cultivate to the Saint Realm?"

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