r18novel Chapter 22 Gai 9 You Deng Men
Chapter 22 Gai 9 You Deng Men
"What happened?"
The moment the talisman changed, Gai Jiuyou became alert.
Boundless vitality surged forth from the talisman, transforming into layers of light rain that poured into his body, replenishing the blood and energy that had been depleted by the heavenly tribulation.
Those deep, bone-revealing wounds healed at a visible speed, and the parched veins trembled silently as if they had been parched for a long time and then received rain.
At the same time, a hazy aura emanated from the talisman. This aura wasn't powerful; in fact, it was extremely faint, yet it possessed a quality that seemed to freeze the entire starry sky. Within this aura, a figure could be vaguely seen—old and withered, with long, gray hair falling to his shoulders. He stood with his hands behind his back, making no unnecessary movements. The killing intent that had traversed the star field from Burial Sky Island vanished in that instant, like a snowflake falling into a furnace, without even causing a ripple.
"That's... the Lord of Chaos?"
Gai Jiuyou's pupils contracted slightly. As the strongest being in the world, he had also used his supernatural powers to keep a close watch on the other side of the starry sky during the chaos of the Perfected Holy Spirit not long ago, and had personally witnessed the true face of the mysterious supreme being who fell from the sky and stepped out of the ruins to kill the Fire Spirit Ji Yan with a single palm strike.
But he never expected that this talisman, which was handed to him by the old emperor of the Divine Continent Dynasty, would manifest the power of the Lord of Chaos!
He had no time to be shocked. The killing intent had already crumbled, the heavenly tribulation behind him was still surging, and the illusory image of the Azure Emperor had not yet dissipated. He stirred up his newly generated blood and energy to activate a secret technique, his figure transforming into a faint melody of a zither, merging into the rhythm of the universe, and in an instant, he disappeared from this desolate star field without a trace.
The Supreme Being from Burial Sky Island, who had originally intended to make a move, glanced at the direction where the talisman had dissipated, looked towards Huntian Ridge, and let out a cold snort.
"have a finger in the pie."
It then fell silent again.
Ultimately, he was just a junior who had suffered severe Dao injuries under the suppression of the Azure Emperor's Great Dao, and his actions were merely a spur-of-the-moment decision.
If it's nipped in the bud, it's nipped in the bud; if it's rescued, it's rescued. It's not worth worrying about too much.
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Huntian Ridge, under the peach tree.
"That should be the Golden Lion Ancient Emperor. He attained enlightenment in the mid-primordial era. I originally thought he entered the Primordial Ancient Mine, but I didn't expect him to have entered Burial Sky Island." The Great Emperor of Shenzhou captured a familiar trace from the remaining aura of the Supreme Being of Burial Sky Island and speculated.
The Great Emperor of Shenzhou introduced the other party's origins to Yu.
This is an ancient emperor who is ruthless and fierce. His original form was a Suanni, an ancient beast with a body of strange gold, which was known for its ferocity.
Of course, compared to the Stone Emperor, one of the greatest sources of dark turmoil, his reputation is slightly better, at least he has never actively instigated a massive upheaval that swept across the entire universe. His main targets are young powerhouses who have the potential to achieve enlightenment, taking advantage of their tribulations or breakthroughs to kill them and plunder their life essence to replenish his own losses.
However, in the opinion of the Great Emperor of Shenzhou, this may not necessarily mean that the Golden Lion Ancient Emperor was inherently kind. It is just that the emperors of the late ancient period had not yet severed themselves, and compared with the veteran Heavenly Venerables who had survived from the mythological era, they were far from needing to frequently launch large-scale dark upheavals to prolong their lives.
Even though the Supreme Being has fallen into darkness, he was not entirely without light from the very beginning of his self-destruction, after all, he once protected all living beings in this universe.
Those who are as cold-hearted as the Stone Emperor, who, despite not being able to sustain their lifespan, would not hesitate to actively instigate a dark upheaval in order to maintain themselves at their peak, are ultimately a very small minority.
In the future, perhaps it is precisely because of this that he survived after reaching the pinnacle of his power and maintained his full combat strength.
"The Golden Lion Ancient Emperor." Yu Dao nodded slightly.
This is an ancient emperor who has never appeared in the original work.
It is unknown whether he died on the path to immortality in the Big Dipper or was killed when Ye Tiandi pacified the forbidden zone.
In the original story, no supreme being intervened when Gai Jiuyou underwent this tribulation. It seems that it was a chain reaction triggered by the descent of Huntian Ridge from the chaos that woke up this ancient emperor who was originally in a deep slumber ahead of time.
"Today, we've formed a small grudge..."
Yu Dao's thoughts raced, but he quickly stopped dwelling on it and continued his discussion with the Great Emperor of Shenzhou. Just as the Golden Lion Ancient Emperor didn't care whether he had casually killed a junior who had failed his tribulation, Yu Dao similarly didn't take this supreme being seriously. In his leisure time, he read ancient scriptures and spent his solitary time on Yanfa Island, quietly awaiting Gai Jiuyou's arrival.
A year has passed in the blink of an eye.
The fact that Gai Jiuyou, the strongest figure in Zhongzhou, failed to undergo the Emperor Tribulation and disappeared without a trace remains a hot topic in the Beidou region and even the wider star system.
Countless cultivators discussed the matter animatedly. Some praised his ability to reach this point under the suppression of the Azure Emperor's Great Dao, a feat rarely seen throughout history. Others lamented that Heaven was blind and had not left this extraordinary individual a way out. Many powerful figures who witnessed the tribulation believed that if such a person had been born in an era without an emperor, his ultimate leap to the Dao and becoming a supreme being would have been almost a certainty.
But that's just how things are in this world.
But the ways of the world are always cruel.
No matter how talented or brilliant you are, or how many regrettable things you may do, if you ultimately fail to take that first step, you will eventually just become a handful of dust.
Gu Xin Ao from the Qingdi era, Di Que from the end of the Primordial Era, and even the Chaos Body that almost took away a Celestial Venerable during the Mythical Era... Which of these names didn't once shine brightly? Now, only a few words remain in the dusty ancient history, occasionally being mentioned, but nothing more than a light sigh from later generations over tea.
Unless one experienced it firsthand, everything will be forgotten over time, leaving only fragments in ancient history to recount past glories, but these will never be mentioned again.
Amidst the heated discussions from the outside world.
A familiar figure traversed the vast, frigid lands of the northern Eastern Wilderness and arrived at the foot of Huntian Ridge.
Huntian Ridge remains as silent as it was a century ago. The majestic mountain is entirely black, shrouded in a dense, almost tangible, black mist from its mid-section upwards. This mist neither surges nor spreads, but silently obscures half the sky. Occasionally, a breeze blows, causing only a slight ripple in the mist, as if some living thing slumbers within it. At the foot of the mountain, there is only deathly silence, except for a faint glimmer of light visible deep within the mist at the summit, like a solitary, unextinguished lamp in the vast night.
The newcomer was pale-faced and thin; it was none other than Gai Jiuyou!
Some speculate that he perished, some speculate that he suffered a great injury and is now cultivating and healing in an unknown star field, and some speculate that he failed his tribulation and became disheartened.
But he arrived outside this eighth forbidden zone of life without anyone knowing.
He looked up at the majestic mountains of Huntianling and the perpetual black mist, his expression complex.
He straightened his clothes, coughed lightly twice, wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and with an extremely solemn demeanor, transmitted his voice through divine power into the deepest part of Huntian Ridge.
"Gai Jiuyou requests an audience with the Lord of Chaos!"