Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 376 - 273 Four Great Divinity Transformation_2

Chapter 376 -273 Four Great Divinity Transformation_2

Ying Zhao shook her head and pressed a hand downward; instantly, the radiant blaze within a hundred miles was extinguished as one. The surrounding atmosphere swiftly rushed in to fill the void, sealing the massive hole in no time.

“There’s no need to comfort yourself. In the end, we underestimated that Blood God’s Son. After its first gecko-like tail dropping escape, we should have been extremely vigilant, but instead, we were negligent and allowed it to slip away from our control a second time. Those two old immortals from Central Continent who have been the butt of our jokes for hundreds of years…

Heh, now it’s our turn to be laughed at.”

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“Ying Zhao, it’s just a moment of embarrassment, nothing more. We’ve lived for so many years, we should be beyond getting entangled in such trivial vanities. Now, ascending to the Taiyi Spirit Realm is the foremost priority for both of us,” said Jiao Ri True Monarch, comforting his partner.

Ying Zhao offered a faint smile, “As if ascending by daylight were easy! The two realms’ Ascension Array has not been activated for over thirteen hundred years, and even those two old immortals guarding the Array are growing impatient. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have tried to control the Blood God’s Son when it first escaped the sealing at Heavenly Pillar Mountain, thus manipulating everything from behind the scenes.”

“Heh, it’s a pity they also overplayed their hand. Merely extending their lifespan by a century, they let the Blood God’s Son escape.”

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Ying Zhao said dissatisfiedly, “You have the nerve to laugh at others. Haven’t we overplayed our hand too?

With the imminent onset of the battle between the two realms, without the Blood God’s Son as a beacon, I’d like to see how you will locate the Netherworld Ghost Realm.”

Jiao Ri touched his nose awkwardly, and looking up suddenly, his expression brightened with joy as he said, “Our old friend has finally arrived!”

Before the words fully faded, Ying Zhao felt a familiar Divine Thought gently brush the edge of her Divine Thought domain.

A slight smile appeared on her face as she raised her gaze toward the distant horizon.

In the far reaches of the atmosphere, a streak of Sword Light suddenly split the layers of air and leapt into the Outer Void.

After two successive flashes, the Sword Light instantaneously moved a thousand miles and appeared before Jiao Ri and Ying Zhao. As the Sword Light dissipated, a disheveled middle-aged man appeared not far from them.

In his left hand, he held a wine gourd, and at his waist hung a dark and dull iron sword, exhibiting an air of carefree ease despite his destitute appearance.

“Sword God, you’ve come quite early this time. Have you changed your ways?” Jiao Ri joked.

Sword God Lin Yizhi lifted the wine gourd and shook it, indicating that it was empty.

He spoke languidly, “Ran out of wine. Just happened to drop by to beg a few from you.”

Jiao Ri laughed and scolded, “Stop saying that. A few gourds? You dare to ask for so much? Everyone knows your gourd can hold an entire lake. Even if I gave you all the Spiritual Wine in the palace, it might not be enough to fill one gourd!”

“Deal! You said it yourself, all the Spiritual Wine from the Star God Palace is mine now,” Lin Yizhi immediately replied upon hearing this.

“Pah, you sly Lin Yizhi, as if the Dong family would mistreat you. So now you’ve come to beg from us,” Ying Zhao feigned distress as she retorted with a spit.

“Just tell me if you’ll give it or not!” Lin Yizhi suddenly placed a hand on the hilt of his sword.

“I’ll give, I’ll give! I’ve learned my lesson; you’ll drink yourself to death sooner or later, you drunkard,” Jiao Ri quickly offered a salute in response.

Within the Tianzhu Realm, the couple Jiao Ri and Ying Zhao had the deepest friendship with Sword God Lin Yizhi.

The so-called distress, teasing, and all kinds of posturing were nothing more than a joke.

A little bit of wine, how could it matter in the eyes of Divinity Transformation True Monarchs.

After the laughter and jokes, Lin Yizhi solemnly asked, “When will that bastard Flame Emperor arrive?”

Jiao Ri calculated with his fingers and said with a puzzled look, “The Southern Yan Continent is closest to the Shattered Star Sea; by all accounts, he should have arrived by now.”

“Perhaps he was delayed by something!” Ying Zhao added.

Lin Yizhi laughed and said, “Heh, that makes sense. Unlike me, a free spirit, as an Emperor managing countless affairs, it’s only natural.”

At that moment, a powerful and profound voice suddenly resounded from the void around them, “Lin Tiejian, are you mocking me?”

As soon as the words ended, the sky below suddenly radiated with a vast expanse of red light, instantly rendering the atmosphere within a hundred miles like a sea of fire clouds.

In short order, the fire clouds furiously rolled outward in all directions, and a majestic figure that seemed to override all beneath the heavens slowly rose to the high sky, confronting the three of them face to face.

This person was dressed in a golden robe of the heavenly court, with features exuding dominance, dragon-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a gall-like nose, and tiger-like mouth with dragon whiskers. Their presence was unparalleled, and their demeanor was exceptionally proud, as if they held the reins of power over the world, appearing indifferent to all living beings.

Lin Yizhi chuckled and said, “Flame Emperor, you are late! Don’t you think you owe us an explanation?”

“This Emperor has always acted according to his own heart, why would I need to explain myself to anyone!”

The Flame Emperor’s real name was Zu Yanwu, the founding forefather of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty in the Southern Yan Continent and had lived for more than three thousand eight hundred years.

The environment in the Southern Yan Continent was harsh, ranking last in size among the five continents, and although the population was somewhat larger than that of the East Demon Continent, it had the weakest overall power.

The Great Yan Divine Dynasty, being the only force on the continent with a Divinity Transformation True Monarch, was the sole hegemon of the land, ruling nearly sixty percent of the Southern Yan Continent’s territory.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Jiao Ri quickly intervened, “Sword God, no need to rush. The Flame Emperor had something that delayed his arrival, it’s no big deal. You’ve also been late due to drinking on more than one occasion. Just last time, when we worked together to besiege a giant Void Demon, didn’t you also arrive half an hour late, almost causing us to lose all of our previous achievements?”

After hearing this, Lin Yizhi subconsciously lifted his wine gourd and took a swig, seemingly pretending he hadn’t heard.

Seeing this, Jiao Ri True Monarch and the Flame Emperor exchanged a look, tacitly moving past the topic.

The Sword God’s lazy and carefree nature was well known to his peers. There was nothing anyone could do about it!

After a short pause, the Flame Emperor turned to Jiao Ri and Ying Zhao and asked, “What is the purpose of inviting this Emperor here, you couple?”

“Flame Emperor, the Blood God’s Son, with the help of Wang Fusheng, has already recovered his Complete Form. My spouse and I need your assistance along with the Sword God to recapture the Blood God’s Son.”

At the Divinity Transformation Realm, conversations are usually forthright, as resorting to flattery and deceit is considered laughably inappropriate.

Thus, Jiao Ri True Monarch openly requested assistance right from the start.

The Flame Emperor neither rejected nor accepted the request outright but asked indifferently, “The Star God has been in a deep slumber for over two hundred years. Does this matter have a connection with the Blood God?”

Upon hearing this, Lin Yizhi’s hand involuntarily paused in its motion.

“Exactly! I was careless and allowed the Blood God’s Son to secretly come into contact with the Star God. The Star God Consciousness was inherently unstable, devoid of any concept of good and evil or right and wrong. Thus, it was easily influenced by a higher level of consciousness, deviating from its normal evolutionary path. As a result, it ‘fell into demonic ways’.”

Ying Zhao continued, “That’s why we had no choice but to forcibly put him to sleep. However, we can only suppress him for another two hundred years. Hmm, that is assuming the Spirit Clan and the forces of the Demon Path don’t play any tricks.”

After a moment of silence, the Flame Emperor slowly shook his head, “It’s too late! The Nine Stars Alinement will occur in less than thirty years, and the invasion of the Netherworld Ghost Realm is imminent. Do you think I’m unaware of what those two old immortals are secretly planning on Heavenly Pillar Mountain?

Acting rashly at this time and potentially sustaining injuries… I need to conserve my energy to face this once-in-ten-thousand-year opportunity fully prepared. Since this concerns my ascension to greatness, I cannot help you.”

“Hmph, coward, you’re even afraid of a Heavenly Dao Puppet; what sort of supreme emperor are you?” Lin Yizhi mocked.

It was only then that Jiao Ri True Monarch revealed the true purpose of their visit, “Flame Emperor, we have come to invite you to join the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance of the Demon God Continent.”

“Unfortunately, I am not in a position to join the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance right now. Little Roc, you may go back!”

Seeing this, Roc King’s face was filled with disappointment; this was the first major task he had undertaken since joining the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance.

To return empty-handed like this would be a loss of face!

“Flame Emperor senior, please hear me out—”

Just as Roc King spoke halfway, a sound like a ringing bell suddenly filled his ears: “Go!”

The next instant, he was shocked to find that the demonic power within his Demon Core was being suppressed by a mysterious force, rendering him utterly unable to mobilize even a fraction of the formidable demonic power he had accumulated over nearly a thousand years.