Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 316 - 315: The Local Deity Beaten Down—Is This Guy Just Ascended? [Three Updates]

Chapter 316: Chapter 315: The Local Deity Beaten Down—Is This Guy Just Ascended? [Three Updates]

Bang bang bang!!

Golden light shot from the fingertips, piercing through hundreds of yellow sand dragons in an instant, as swiftly as if slicing through tofu.

The Yellow Dragon Rolling Waves Strength that the Mountain God mentioned had no chance to display its might.

It simultaneously shattered in mid-air, turning into a sky full of yellow sand, falling silently.

"???"

This scene was too sudden.

It left the local creatures watching from afar collectively stunned.

Needless to say, the Mountain God was also taken aback.

The two stone eyes in its sockets widened so much they almost popped out.

"This guy..."

Inwardly astonished, the Mountain God found it hard to believe.

But after all, having cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, it quickly regained its composure and stomped the ground.

A roaring sound erupted from the volcano crater beneath Lin Heng’s feet.

Soon after, a surging heat wave shot skyward.

Countless streams of lava were about to burst forth.

But who would’ve thought.

Lin Heng merely took a casual step, and the entire volcano, spanning a thousand miles around, quieted instantly.

The heat wave came and went even faster.

The poised lava retreated like an old man with kidney weakness, splashing back from whence it came.

"How... How is this possible???"

The Mountain God grabbed its stone forehead, its face filled with shock.

It realized it could no longer control this domain...

"You!"

It looked at the other incredulously, opening its mouth as if to say something.

Yet, an illusory Dharma Seal slap was already coming straight at it.

The terrifying wind pressure alone almost disintegrated the Mountain God.

Slap!

The illusory slap struck the Mountain God’s face without any resistance.

Though it stood over a thousand feet tall, it was flung into the air, tracing a perfect arc, accompanied by a row of white stone teeth flying out.

The Mountain God finally landed with a thud.

A thunderous boom.

The entire volcano erupted in dust and rumble!

Silence.

The silence was so profound that a pin drop could be heard.

The local creatures watching from afar all had their mouths agape in an ’O’ shape, eyes vacant, unable to utter a word.

"Why force me to resort to fists and kicks when words could do?"

Lin Heng shook his head helplessly, stepping towards the Mountain God’s side.

Without redundant chatter, he just suspended the Demon Sword above it.

The Mountain God, having been majestic a moment ago, instantly knelt before Lin Heng in fright.

"Spare me, Immortal, spare me!"

"I’m a good Mountain God, never doing harm nor evil, you can ask the locals, I even help old grannies cross the road sometimes!!"

"Please, spare me!!"

It was already in tears and sniveling, utterly terrified.

The Mountain God was utterly baffled.

Wasn’t this fellow freshly ascended?

Why was he so terrifying?

Lin Heng looked at this rapidly changing Upper Realm ’Deity’, his mouth twitching, dumbfounded.

"Why does it feel like the Grand Thousand Upper Realm isn’t quite what I imagined?"

Lin Heng mused to himself but maintained his stern facade.

"Do you still demand passage tolls now?"

"No, no, I dare not anymore!!" The Mountain God lamented.

It truly hadn’t expected that this barren land of his could attract such a powerful being besides the occasional patrol from the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect’s Fairy!

"Now, when I ask you something, you answer truthfully."

"Can you do that?"

Lin Heng wore a cold expression.

The Mountain God nodded fervently, resembling a pecking chick: "I can, I can, Immortal just ask, I will speak without reservation!"

Lin Heng nodded, asking again the previous question.

"In the past hundred years, have any large groups of ascenders appeared here?"

"No, you are the first in tens of thousands of years."

Lin Heng frowned: "The first?"

The Mountain God, aware of Lin Heng’s suspicion, hurriedly explained:

"The Grand Thousand Upper Realm is vast and boundless, those ascending from various small worlds rarely appear in the same place unless by chance."

"Many from the same place may never meet again in the Upper Realm for their entire lives."

"Simply because this realm is unfathomably large, beyond imagination..."

The Mountain God’s words darkened Lin Heng’s expression somewhat.

"Then have you heard of any recent phenomena of large groups of ascenders?"

He looked hopefully at the Mountain God.

The Mountain God said awkwardly: "This... really haven’t heard of such things..."

Seeing Lin Heng’s face grow darker, the Mountain God hastily and plaintively explained:

"I’ve never left Flame Island, so I’m genuinely unaware of these matters..."

Saying this, the Mountain God suddenly remembered something, hurrying to add:

"Oh, although I haven’t heard anything about a large number of ascenders, there seems to be a rumor that the Saintess of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect in the past hundred years might have ascended from the Lower Realm."

"I just don’t know... if it’s from the world you came from..."

The Small Thousand Worlds supposedly number three thousand, but that’s merely a reference.

In actuality, they are as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges.

The probability of ascenders coming from the same Small Thousand World is less than one in ten thousand.

Lin Heng understood this principle, but still curiously inquired:

"Do you know the Saintess’s name?"

"It’s..."

After some effort, the Mountain God uncertainly said, "Seems like it’s something Yan Saintess."

"Yan Saintess?"

Lin Heng shook his head, not recognizing the name.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed and annoyed: "Is that all you know?"

The Mountain God lamented: "Immortal, it’s not that I know little, it’s that what you’re asking is beyond my knowledge."

"Why don’t you ask about more local Upper Realm affairs?"

Lin Heng surveyed the surroundings and nodded: "Very well."

Being new to the Upper Realm, everything here was unfamiliar.

Indeed, there were many things he needed to inquire about.

Even the post-Immortal Realm divisions, Lin Heng only knew of Muddy Immortal and Profound Immortal, as well as Celestial Immortal.

The whereabouts of White Cliff Mountain were evidently hard to ascertain for now.

First, gaining some basic knowledge about the Upper Realm seemed indeed necessary.

...

Yet Lin Heng was unaware that at that moment, tens of thousands of miles away, the Spirit Peak of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect had long received the Mountain God’s distress signal.

"A mere ascender dares to act presumptuously on the outskirts of my Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect?"

"Truly laughable!"

Spirit Peak was solely inhabited by Female Cultivators.

Fairy-level beings were likewise plentiful.

The distress signal from the Flame Island Mountain God had stirred discontent among the female immortals.

Immediately, several exceptionally talented fairies boarded their Spiritual Simurghs to head for the Flame Island.

Simultaneously, in the Chaofeng Hall, the supreme hall atop Spirit Peak.

With her back to the current Saintess, the Peak Master spoke calmly:

"The volcano has sent a signal; that ascender possesses extraordinary power."

"Coincidentally, you also ascended from a Small Thousand World a century ago."

"Go resolve it; consider it a trial."