Ascension

In a corner of the Giant Deer Forest, there was total silence.

Ren Wokuang stood there, lowering his head, watching Bai Qian calmly.

That silent, yet calm and powerful gesture made the plants and trees fall down in shock.

The contracted spirits were in a state of confusion, and a few weak ones lay on the ground and took the initiative to express their surrender.

"The Mad Lord...he is the Mad Lord of Fireworks..."

The sound of swallowing came from the shadows, and a young man spoke tremblingly:
"Although the nominal leader of the Fireworks Mercenary Group is the Flame Lord..."

"But as the deputy leader, "Crazy Lord" is actually the strongest person. The human body strengthened by power can stand shoulder to shoulder with savage beasts of the same level. When I saw it today, it turned out to be so..."

As the voice fell, many people emerged from the shadows, all wearing masks, with iconic blood-colored gloves and white daggers in their hands.

Clearly, they are well trained.

Some people are furious because their leader is at a disadvantage.

But more than 70% remained calm, and their sharp eyes scanned the fireworks procession left and right, some were alert, and some turned a blind eye.

"The gap is getting bigger and bigger."

Lin Pingfan is the only one among the wild swords who does not wear a mask.

He spread his hands, half helpless and half amazed:

"What a "powerful man" who has reached the pinnacle and is astonishing. "

"But...will your body type make you unbeatable? You can't intermarry with demi-humans, right?"

"It doesn't matter."

Ren Wokuang shook his head gently, took steps towards the depths of the forest.

"Roar!"

"Ow!!"

"whisper!!"

The Mighty Corpse King, Crocodile Marshal, and Rabbit Fighter followed closely behind him, like three giant gods.

"By the way..."

Lin Pingfan sprinted in a straight line and rushed to the side of Rabbit Fighter. He raised his head and said carelessly:
"According to your usual naming method, what do you call this guy?"

"Let me guess, let me fight? Let me kick? Let me jump? Let me jump? Whichever one is interesting..."

"I told you to let me blast!"

The rabbit fighter suddenly paused, his scarlet rabbit eyes stared downward, and he raised and stamped one foot.

Immediately, sand and rocks flew, the ground shook, and a sinkhole hundreds of meters deep appeared.

Lin Pingfan, who was at close range, swayed left and right and almost fell into the pit.

At a critical moment, he suddenly turned into an illusory ghost body.

And inside his soul, there were actually two other strange ghosts, blinking their eyes and showing curiosity at the same time.

"You actually mastered the common orc language? You seem to be smarter than letting me wander or letting me throw you."

"That's right. After all, they are demihumans. Compared to the muscular corpse tribe and the naive beasts, there are many species with high intelligence..."

Lin Pingfan, who was very interested, slowly floated into the air and chased the rabbit fighter for a while.

"You're so annoying!"

"I don't like chatting! I like fighting!"

The rabbit fighter got angry and kicked out.

Lin Pingfan didn't hide, and let his big feet kick him, laughing and joking as if nothing happened.

"Ow!!"

Marshal Crocodile, Renwo, saw his companions getting angry and eager to fight, and immediately wanted to join the fight.

Unexpectedly, a ghost hidden in Lin Pingfan's body came out, turned into a beautiful female crocodile, and gave it a few winks.

Ren Wapao had never seen such a formation before. At that time, he stopped his hands and stared out of his eyes, with an expression of surprise that he had never seen in the world.

"Is this a "sexy ghost"? "

Ren Wokuang looked back, thoughtfully:
"Ren Wabao has never seen a beautiful person of the opposite sex. His ability to seduce... may be one of his weaknesses."

"Let's discuss it when we have time. It's a good time to strengthen training and achieve mutual benefit..."

"Small idea!"

Lin Pingfan laughed and stopped pestering the Rabbit Warrior. Instead, he approached Dongfang Xu and stared fiercely at his contracted spirit.

"Handsome, the six-tailed red flame tiger."

"Do you think it's possible for us to reach the 9th level in the future? If we ascend and evolve into a holy beast, will it have nine tails, similar to the "nine-tailed fox"? "

"Also... King Seren is also unreasonably handsome!"

"This is an immeasurable little achievement, with three heads and six arms, so miraculous."

"What if one day I am promoted to the bloodline of the holy beast, a shot of red lotus, a black hole in space, a slash of red lotus, the sea is cut off... Wow, my imagination is running wild, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"That day will come."

Dongfang Xu was not as cheerful as Lin Pingfan, and said calmly and firmly:

"Back then, we thought that the 4th or even 5th rank was the end of a lifelong struggle."

“Facts have proved that we were not mature enough at that time and were suspected of looking at the sky from a well and peeping from the inside…”

"Wow—"

A flash of purple light crossed, and the purple cloud demon moth appeared in the sky above the two teams, shining with purple light and as warm as jade.

Li Jingming floated down and before he hit the ground, he smiled slightly, like a spring breeze:

"Everyone... you are well."

"I heard something moving here from a long way away. Come here quickly. Please restrain your ferocity and don't fight outside the forest."

"The relevant supporting facilities are all set up at the accommodation. No one will disturb me there. I can just do whatever I want."

"got it."

Lin Pingfan's eyes lit up, he looked at the face of the man in blue, and said with envy and jealousy:
"You kid, you had a beautiful face when you were young."

"A few hundred years passed by, and I became like a fish in water. It's really God's blessing."

"Brother Yue Gui is laughing."

Li Jingming smiled lightly, his gentle eyes caressed Lin Pingfan, then passed over Bai Qian, Dongfang Xu, Ren Wokuang, and tapped his chin:
"So, the seven envoys of Moon Dragon, Moon Insect, Moon Armor, Moon Power, Moon Fire, Moon Killer, and Moon Ghost have all gathered."

"The envoy, His Highness Yue Xin has lost contact, and His Highness Yue Yin cannot escape."

"Wait for Her Highness Yueying to arrive in person, and then wait for more believers to arrive, and then the ceremony will begin immediately."

"Yueyin can't come?"

Dongfang Xu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and slowly relaxed:

"That His Highness is no longer plagued by suffering. As long as he walks alone, he can pick up treasures while walking. He has constant adventures. We don't need to worry about his personal safety..."

"Yes."

Li Jingming made a gesture of invitation:
"In the next three years, Star Chaser, Fireworks, and Wild Blade will all stop expansion."

"There is no room for any surprises in this ceremony. There is only one result we want."

"God's first messenger...has officially returned."

At the mention of this title, Dongfang Xu, Lin Pingfan, Renwo Kuang, and Bai Qian remained silent, but there was a twinkle in their eyes.

The mercenaries in the fireworks and the killers in the wild blades all lowered their eyebrows and listened attentively.

In the field of vision that only the missionaries could see, blurry gray stars were twinkling brightly on everyone's forehead.

……

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The Second Era of the Neozoic Era, Year 591.

In the middle of the Julu Forest, pine trees rise from the ground, cypress trees tower into the sky, and snakes, vines and elephant leaves are accompanied. The lush and prosperous scene spares no effort to interpret the beauty and vitality of nature.

However, looking further afield——

The weeds that grew haphazardly were cut off, and the trees that were cut off were formed into a ring shape, layer by layer, nested inside and outside.

Blue badge, red shirt, red gloves and white dagger - three distinct categories of human cultivators, sitting on tree trunks, whispering to each other.

In the center of the wooden ring, there is an open space.

About twenty black crystal seats were lined up.

Su Mei, Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, Ren Wokuang, Dongfang Xu, Bai Qian, and Lin Pingfan, seven people dressed in different styles, stood in the wind, with their sleeves and robes dancing in the wind, and they all looked a bit out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, the black shadow fell, and the bright white moonlight disappeared.

A group of humanoid figures shrouded in black robes rode a ferocious monster in a black cloak. They were as fast as spinning heels and made no sound when they landed on the ground.

The sound of whispers—stops in the middle.

The members belonging to Star Chaser, Fireworks, and Wild Blade had different expressions.

Among them, the "senior congregants" who joined earlier and made higher contributions showed respect and took the initiative to salute.

"Junior members" like Wei Nan and Wei Liu, although they follow the crowd, are unambiguous in their actions.

But there was obviously some confusion in their eyes.

Who are these black robes? Why did even the seven high-ranking envoys lean forward and salute together after they arrived?
"The Black Devil Church? Is that the saint of the Black Devil Church?!"

Quan Qingya, an intermediate member of Zhuxing, speaks in soul language, and his excitement is extremely contagious:
"The ten ambassadors under the God of Gray Sun were all mysterious in the early days!" "The three major alliance leaders of Zhuxingxing, the chief and deputy leaders of Pyrotechnics, and the chief and deputy leaders of Yeren were revealed one by one. To this day, I still feel shocked! "

"I didn't expect...I didn't expect..."

"The Black Devil Church, which is deeply involved in the "Mo Dynasty", is actually our ally! "

"This feeling is incredible! Long live the God of Gray Sun! Long live God! Long live the Saint!"

Wei Nan and Wei Liu looked at each other, their dry lips unable to secrete a drop of liquid.

The Mo Dynasty... nine out of ten people here have heard of it.

This is a very large human force. It will take a long, long time to fly east after leaving the Julu Forest to find its border.

It is officially ruled by Emperor Mo, and there are dozens of princes below.

The territory covered is at least ten times that of the Giant Deer Forest, and the internal resources are so rich that it is enough to be self-sufficient even if it is not exchanged with the outside world.

"The Mo Dynasty... was established at the beginning of the First Era of the New Era..."

"Still standing to this day, compared to those human forces that have only been around for more than a thousand years, their foundation is profound..."

"Even now, the first Mo Emperor has long since fallen. The Mo Dynasty has lost the suppression of the saints and is not as glorious as it was at its peak..."

"For Zhuxing, it is still an untouchable behemoth. If you mess with it rashly, you will lose your head!"

Quan Qingya became excited, her face flushed, and she said even more excitedly:

"The loss of the first Emperor Mo is the key to the disintegration of the Mo Dynasty. It is said to be related to the Black Devil Church!"

"This church is regarded as the state religion within the Mo Dynasty. It has a high position and a generous salary. It is no child's play!"

"Even if we leave the Mo Dynasty, there are branches in other places, and the subtle influence, Star Chaser, Fireworks, and Wild Blade, the three major forces combined, I'm afraid they won't be able to handle it!"

"Then... who is the saint?"

Some junior congregants who heard the soul sound but did not understand the situation sent messages to inquire.

Quan Qingya immediately replied:

"The Saint is the 'core' of the Black Demon Church!"

"Excluding the pope, who has the highest status, the second most important person with the right to speak is the saint!"

"There are two saints of the Black Devil Church. I don't know which one is the messenger..."

Just as he was talking, a senior member of the congregation stood up near the inner circle, half-knelt on the ground, and said respectfully:
"I've met Lord Firefly and Lord Dong."

"No gift."

The leading woman in black robe still did not take off her veil.

The other person beside her was exactly the same.

Quan Qingya was petrified, stunned for a moment, and said in horror:
"The two saints... are both messengers... are our own people?"

"God of the Gray Sun, your power is incomparable. Please accept my sincere prayer..."

"That's not right."

The second black-robed saint suddenly lowered her gaze, and could feel a bright smile blooming through her veil:

"I'm just a senior church member, don't get me wrong."

"Of course, Yue Ying and I are sisters, so we have a good relationship."

"Dong'er, you're the only one who talks too much."

Ye Liuying rolled her eyes at the woman beside her, turned sideways, and looked around the ceremony venue:
"Are you all ready? Do you need me to replenish the sacrifices?"

"No, I have made arrangements."

Li Jingming shook his head, then clapped his hands, and there was a buzzing sound not far away.

There was a group of powerful steel beetles, dragging their dead prey one by one, flying over the wooden piles, circling for a week and then dropping them.

After a while, a mountain of flesh and blood rose up in front of the black crystal stone seat.

The bright color and the aroma that whets the beast's appetite. The rank of these prey during their lifetime is also the basis of the immeasurable fetus.

"The auspicious time has arrived. I respectfully invite all the envoys to cast spells."

"The auspicious time has arrived, I respectfully ask the envoy to cast a spell..."

The ceremonial priests wearing solemn costumes announced loudly.

Then, they knelt down, put their hands on the ground, and kowtowed three times, six times, and nine times - meticulously.

Su Mei, Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, Ren Wokuang, Dongfang Xu, Bai Qian, and Lin Pingfan, seven people took a step forward, put their index and middle fingers together, and lit up their eyebrows.

A gray waning moon key was pulled out, and immediately, seven simple stone doors bearing the traces of time were suspended behind them.

"Respectfully...the God of the Gray Sun!"

"boom!!!"

The strike of thunder from the sky is as if it is in the ears, reflecting the soul.

The dark night melted, and the stars in the sky were like pearls, densely filling the night sky.

That radiant color, that overwhelming light, completely illuminated the deepest part of the giant deer forest in an instant.

"Wow—"

Thousands of horses are silent and hundreds of flowers are blooming.

An endless gray sun crushed the earth and rose directly from beneath everyone's feet.

It replaced the moon overhead and covered up the light of the stars.

The figure is more majestic than Juyue, like a god who created the world, and can now measure the height of all living beings.

"Crash!!"

As the gray light fell in all directions, it was vague and lingering, and the starlight turned into a star ring, crawling under the gray sun, making a whimpering sound.

Outside the gray sun, there are seven incomplete crescent moons and three full moons, orbiting at a constant speed, like stars overlapping the moon, with clear priorities.

Chasing stars, fireworks, and wild blades—the cult members immediately showed a look of fanaticism, pointed at the gray sun, and worshiped again and again.

"The God of the Gray Sun...the ancient God of the Gray Sun..."

"Listen to our wish. Please let God, who is lost far away, return to this world. We need his commander to be able to ride the wind and waves and move forward..."

The language is not unified, and everyone's prayers have deviations in details, but generally they all have the same meaning.

As a result, miniature altars in the shape of pyramids appeared above everyone's head, imitating a halo and standing still.

Above the heads of the seven disciples, the pyramid altar was even larger, and the burning incense could be faintly seen. The gray candle smoke was burning brighter and faster as the people prayed.

"Crash!!"

The sky was like a mirror about to be broken, shaking crazily.

Every time it shook, mottled space debris fell, and the black hole behind it was shocking.

Su Mei, Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, Ren Wokuang, Dongfang Xu, Bai Qian, Lin Pingfan - seven people were completely enveloped in gray light.

The gray light quickly spread to the believers, and the gray stars on everyone's brow came alive, as if the old dirt had been wiped off, becoming clearer and brighter.

"Buzzing—"

A pure white emperor's coffin traveled across the void, cracking everywhere it passed.

It seems that even the heaven and earth cannot bear its weight and continue to collapse. If it were not for the reconstruction function of the laws of nature, this place would be penetrated by nothingness and become a forbidden place for living creatures.

"I'm really back..."

Yeliuying did not participate in the spellcasting, she was just a bystander, just like before.

Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and her slender white knuckles cracked.

And in the corner of her eyes, mist appeared with a pop, which was the essence of tears mixed with shock, excitement, joy and other emotions. In this life, only a handful of people or things could make her so moved.

"Brother Hanjun..."

The saint whose pseudonym was "Yue Dong" but actually called "Ye Dong" was dumbfounded and could not move as if there were roots under her feet.

She had witnessed with her own eyes the fall of a generation of emperors.

I also witnessed with my own eyes that the Clown Emperor, who was feared by the entire mortal world, fell into the hands of this man, and his invincible life ended in the most humiliating way.

As a result... Fengshen died.

This man...has a chance of resurrection?

Ye Dong clenched his hands tightly and pressed them against the tip of his tongue.

Before this day, she had never truly believed it.

But the facts were before our eyes. The emperor's coffin opened with a bang, and the lid of the coffin was lifted off. A human man, full of flesh and blood, completely unscathed, lay quietly inside.

His appearance—that face, was all too familiar.

Is it really Mr. Yehan? He didn't die under the catastrophe, but survived the catastrophe in another way?

Ye Dong was confused and confused, and his mind was in a mess.

It is said that Sleeping Beauty is the most beautiful woman in the world.

At this moment, Lord Ye Han was undoubtedly the sleeping emperor. He was naked, and his skin was white with a hint of orange. It was as crystal clear as jade and as smooth as an egg, making people unable to take their eyes away.

The miniature gray sun on his forehead seemed to be breathing, resonating with the altar above his head and the miniature stars on everyone's eyebrows.

When the resonances get closer and closer until the frequencies are exactly the same.

Those closed eyes...opened instantly!

The life force like the sea... boils instantly! (End of chapter)