Chapter 127 You Hid Something

Whoosh~~~

The air was thick with death and drifting poison.

Illuminated by the red light, the altar appeared increasingly eerie.

"Whoosh!"

Before the altar, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, the divine light deep within his pupils returning to calm:

"Gu Changfeng..."

This meeting was immensely rewarding, providing him with insight into many of the hidden secrets of this world.

Everything originated from the collision of two heavens.

Over a million years ago, spiritual energy fell from the Imperial Heaven and entered this world, destroying its original cultivation system. Since then, a struggle lasting millions of years had unfolded.

The Ten Vices of the Imperial Heaven delighted in devouring cultivators, and the Heavenly Duke destroyed the world in cycles, repeating endlessly until the present day.

And if Wei Shaoyou's memories were true, then in the original trajectory, this struggle would continue into the future.

Until this world completely became the Human Path of the Imperial Heaven Realm.

As for the living beings within, they would not be noticed by either side, being born and destroyed wave after wave.

The Heavenly Duke's destruction of the world was for self-preservation, which was undeniable.

However, he was not Heaven, and it was difficult for him to see things from Heaven's perspective.

From a human perspective, the beings of this world had already suffered greatly.

Heaven's creation of all things was a debt difficult to repay, but that didn't mean that beings couldn't fight for their own lives and deaths.

Unfortunately, Gu Changfeng had long since vanished without a trace in this world, with only a wisp of his imprint remaining in the space of the Yin Si tavern.

He naturally found it difficult to capture his mental imprint.

And he was never one to easily trust others. Gu Changfeng might not lie, but he might not tell him everything.

And sometimes, a slight deviation could lead to a huge error.

Gu Changfeng told him a great deal, resolving many of his doubts, but he still had questions in his heart.

If the 'Heavenly Duke' of this world deeply loathed the five poisons of spiritual energy, then why would He cooperate with Gu Changfeng, who had clearly reached a very high level in the Dao of spiritual energy?

Why was that?

"What are you hiding..."

Looking up at the high heavens, An Qisheng murmured to himself.

His heart was like a bright mirror, extremely sensitive, and he could vaguely sense that Gu Changfeng had not finished speaking.

Was he deliberately hiding it?

But with his experience, he would know that deliberately hiding something couldn't fool him. If he really wanted to hide something, there were too many methods. Saying half of the truth was the most basic trick.

Then, was it something he couldn't say?

"Netherworld Underworld Monarch, Xie Qi, Heaven..."

After standing for a long time, An Qisheng finally cut off the many distracting thoughts in his mind, his heart as clear as a spotless mirror.

He looked at the old toad, which had grown a new layer of 'meat tumors' amidst the miasma of death.

This old monster couldn't be killed.

At least, not for now.

However, not killing it for now didn't mean he couldn't 'make use of its waste'.

Boom!

With a thought, the hundred-zhang altar before him shook and trembled once more, the spreading red light flowing back and condensing on the talismans.

A new round of sacrifices was about to begin.

.......

The heavens and earth were vast, seemingly without boundaries. Throughout history, spanning nearly ten thousand years, few had traversed the four seas and wandered the five continents.

Simply put, it was difficult and the road was long.

Even for those who had achieved supernatural powers and successfully transcended tribulation, it was a decidedly arduous task.

The Eastern Continent, located at the easternmost point, was where the great sun rose. It was known as one of the hottest places in the world, along with the Western Continent. Similarly, the Northern and Southern Continents were the coldest places.

The great sun rose for the first time.

Endless light洒 across the earth, and even though it was still early morning, there wasn't a trace of coolness in the air. It was as hot as a steamer.

The plants and trees on the mountains and plains drooped listlessly.

Croak, croak~

Crows cawed mournfully in the forest.

A hot wind blew, lifting the weeds and revealing rotten white bones buried beneath, the remains of those who had died countless years ago.

Crack~

A cloth boot landed, making a sound as it crushed the skull into powder.

Huff~

A hand reached down, picked up a bit of bone powder, and rubbed it.

"This person was a Dao practitioner. Although these bones are soft and fragile, they are at least a thousand years old."

Lian Sheng Old Dao blew on his fingers, his expression somewhat troubled.

Human bones, when exposed to the elements, would weather and decompose quickly. This was even more true in the Eastern Continent, where the environment was far harsher than in the Central Continent.

For these bones to have been preserved for so long, they must have been imbued with magical power.

"This damn place, you can't even find a dead person..."

Huang Qing'er, dressed in yellow and carrying a red gourd taller than herself, frowned slightly, her face displeased.

In the Central Continent, buried bones were everywhere. Wherever the weeds grew thickly, there were bound to be corpses beneath. But the Eastern Continent was different. Corpses were rare.

But this wasn't because the Eastern Continent was more peaceful than the Central Continent. It was because the Eastern Continent was so sparsely populated that it was appalling. There weren't even any dead people to be found.

After much difficulty, they finally found a set of bones, only to discover that they were over a thousand years old.

"The people of the Eastern Continent are almost completely dead..."

The wrinkles on Lian Sheng Old Dao's face deepened, revealing a hint of weariness.

This journey was much more difficult than he had imagined.

It had taken them forty years to cross the natural barriers and reach the easternmost point of the Eastern Continent. And after arriving in the Eastern Continent, the biggest difficulty they encountered wasn't persuading the people here to build the Fengshen Altar.

It was that in the Eastern Continent, there were far more demons and ghosts than people!

Who would have thought that a fertile continent spanning hundreds of thousands of miles would become a desolate wasteland with hardly any human inhabitants?

According to records from a thousand years ago, this Eastern Continent was quite prosperous.

Although the population wasn't as large as that of the Central Continent, it still numbered in the hundreds of millions.

But now, after building the Fengshen Altar for more than ten years, the total number of people they had seen wasn't even as many as in any county town in Daqing.

And most of these people were found in a secluded place deep in the mountains. Many of them had even lost the ability to speak, and some were even eating raw meat and drinking blood, no longer considered human.

"If they're not completely dead, they're probably close to it."

Huang Qing'er's expression was unpleasant.

The construction of the Fengshen Altar was by no means easy. If the Eastern Continent was as prosperous as the Central Continent, they could build the Fengshen Altar in just three to five years.

But the Eastern Continent was like a land of the dead, teeming with demons and ghosts, with living people rarer than gold, which greatly slowed down their progress in building the Fengshen Altar.

After all, the construction of the Fengshen Altar wasn't like building a thatched hut. The materials required might not be too valuable, but the quantity was truly enormous.

Therefore, after twenty years, the Fengshen Altar had not yet been fully completed, and was still lacking many important materials.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Huang Qing'er stopped speaking, her expression turning cold, her eyes darting towards a spot a thousand feet away:

"Courting death!"

"Be calm."

Lian Sheng Old Dao suddenly spoke, stopping Huang Qing'er from acting.

"Squeak~"

With a sharp screech, a black shadow darted into the weeds, disappearing in a few flashes.

"Why did you stop me?"

Huang Qing'er frowned.

Facing the latter's questioning gaze, Lian Sheng Old Dao shook his head slightly:

"Follow and see. This demon is unusual."

"What?"

Huang Qing'er frowned slightly, but didn't act again.

Over the past sixty years, they had all suffered at the hands of this old Daoist.

After taking that 'Human God Fruit', Lian Sheng Old Dao had undergone a complete transformation, his strength steadily suppressing the rest of them.

Coupled with his deep thoughts, they hadn't gained any advantage along the way.

Bai Lian Daoist, Ru Daoist, and Wushe Daoist had suffered great losses, nearly being killed.

After several times, they naturally didn't dare to underestimate this old Daoist.

"The Eastern Continent's fertile land of hundreds of thousands of miles still exists, so there can't be no one."

Lian Sheng Old Dao said slowly:

"In ancient times, when the Ten Vices of the Imperial Heaven roamed the world and all beings were plunged into misery, there were still humans who survived. How much more so now?"

His figure had already disappeared with the wind, vanishing into the void as he followed.

"This old Daoist..."

Huang Qing'er was stunned for a moment, but still followed.

After decades of getting along, she naturally knew something about this old Daoist. He wasn't speaking to others with this tone.

He was speaking to himself.

He had been moved to kill.

Huff~

A gentle breeze, accompanied by a heat wave, swept across the boundless weeds.

With no human inhabitants for over a thousand years, the Eastern Continent no longer had any decent roads. It was desolate and incredibly dangerous, with demons and ghosts appearing from time to time.

Before long, Huang Qing'er caught up with Lian Sheng Old Dao.

A quick glance revealed a silver-backed gorilla more than half a man's height with arms that reached its knees and a hideous face, darting through the mountains and weeds a hundred miles away.

This was a minor demon.

The minor demon was very agile, and seemed to have opened its mind. After arriving here, it stopped moving forward, circling around the mountains.

Unfortunately, a mere minor demon couldn't escape their senses.

After the minor demon disappeared, they locked onto its location.

It was an insignificant one among a range of desolate mountains.

"This is a patrolling mountain demon. Seeing it means that there must be a major demon entrenched nearby..."

Lian Sheng Old Dao revealed his figure, his eyes fixed on the distant barren mountain as he spoke slowly.

"You didn't come out just to find spiritual materials for building the Fengshen Altar, did you?"

Huang Qing'er stopped far away, wary, her gaze towards Lian Sheng Old Dao subtle:

"You didn't bring Ru Dao, Bai Lian, and Wushe, but you brought me. What's your purpose?"

Huang Qing'er couldn't help but be vigilant.

Compared to those three, she was inferior in both cultivation and combat power.

If this old Daoist wanted to force her, wouldn't she have to submit...?

".......You're overthinking it."

As if sensing something, Lian Sheng Old Dao coughed lightly, his old face somewhat unable to hold back, and said:

"Over the past ten years since the construction of the Fengshen Altar, I have also been searching for the cause of the Eastern Continent's drastic changes. However, ghosts can't communicate, and minor demons don't live past a thousand years. If we really want to know something, we still have to find a major demon that has opened its mind for more than a thousand years..."

"There's a major demon here that has opened its mind for a thousand years?"

Huang Qing'er's face sank.

A major demon that has opened its mind for a thousand years is not the same as a thousand-year-old monster. The latter has lived for a thousand years, but the former has opened its mind and cultivated for a thousand years.

Such a major demon, if weak, is comparable to a Great Real Person who has transcended tribulation. If strong, it can even rival a Grand Master at the level of the Nascent Soul Dharma Idol!

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be a major demon here, and its cultivation is probably very high."

Lian Sheng Old Dao's expression was also somewhat solemn.

There was no place in the world safer than the Central Continent. Even though the Yin Si City God system had countless drawbacks, its suppression of demons and ghosts was undeniable.

As a result, for thousands of years, the land of Daqing had not produced a Great Demon King at the level of the Nascent Soul.

But outside the Central Continent, it was different.

The number of demons and ghosts in the Eastern Continent was far greater than in the Central Continent, so it was not impossible for a Great Demon King at the level of the Nascent Soul to be born.

"If you want to die, don't drag this old lady down with you!"

Huang Qing'er almost gritted her teeth, looking at Lian Sheng Old Dao as if she wanted to breathe fire.

"If you don't want to die, I naturally don't want to either. I didn't come here to die."

Lian Sheng Old Dao looked into the distance, as if confirming something.

"You want to..."

Huang Qing'er seemed to have thought of something.

Huff~

Lian Sheng Old Dao waved his long sleeves.

A long table appeared in front of him, with an incense burner on it, solemn and dignified.

"Invite the gods!"