Gate of God

Experience was too important. A man is like a dead person if he did not have experience.

Fang Zhengzhi knew that as a man, he had to step forward if the situation needed him to. However, the current problem was relatively complicated.

It involved three different options. As a person who had aspirations, had accomplished many things, had his own ideology and consciousness, Fang Zhengzhi had always followed a set of principles.

Anyone must have his bottom line.

As the ancient saying went, it is an embarrassment to be wasteful!

Since he was young, Fang Zhengzhi had grown up in a poor rural village. Qin Xuelian and Fang Houde had taught him how precious food and water resources were.

Therefore, he decided to…

Take a bath together!

There was no mixed thoughts involved in this decision. By taking a bath together, they could use the other bucket of water to rinse themselves. It was a perfect plan that allowed them to not only save water but also clean their bodies more thoroughly.

…

When Fang Zhengzhi was carefully doing what he thought was a “righteous” act, a troop stood at a place that was covered in snow in the Great Xia Dynasty.

In front of this troop was a gigantic tree that almost reached the sky. The tree trunk was thick and strong and there were drooping white flowers on the tree.

“Mu’er, the blood in your body is no longer your own. Do you understand what I mean?” Nangong Mu, who was wearing an oversized robe turned to the figures beside him. He sounded slightly regretful but quickly found his determination.

“Yes, I understand.” Nangong Mu’s cold voice was heard.

It was evident that Nangong Mu no longer had the calmness on his face. Or rather, ferocious waves were hidden beneath his facade.

During the battle at the Heaven Zen Mountain, he had been stabbed by the father he had trusted and had seen his dearest brother die in front of him.

Nobody knew what Nangong Mu, who had experienced all of this, was thinking of.

However, it was evident that Nangong Mu had revived and successfully reopened his eyes after taking over Nangong Hao’s heart.

“Then what are you waiting for? Why aren’t you doing it?” Nangong Tian clenched his fist tightly after looking at Nangong Mu who was not moving.

“What do you want me to do?” Nangong Mu turned and looked at his most respected and trusted father.

For some unknown reason, he was no longer afraid of his father. In fact, he no longer wanted to hear his father’s voice.

Perhaps it was because he had a new heart!

Nangong Hao’s heart!

After all, in the Nangong Nobles, only Nangong Hao was daring enough to disobey Nangong Tian’s orders and Nangong Tian had nothing to say about that.

“Mu’er!”

“Mu’er? Haha…” Nangong Mu laughed with a hint of sadness. “Nangong Mu already died, no? Father!”

“You…” Nangong Tian clenched his fist tight and raised his hand before slapping it hard on Nangong Mu’s face.

“Master!” The surrounding people of the Nangong Nobles fell to their knees with anxious expressions as they saw this.

However, Nangong Mu did not show any reaction.

The slap on his face was loud and clear. However, no trace of redness or handprint could be seen on his face.

Without saying anything, Nangong Mu turned his body and walked slowly towards an entrance that led to the underground.

“Nangong Mu!” Nangong Tian’s voice was heard again. “You are the disciple of the Nangong Nobles, the descendant of Emperor Yan. You mean you forgot all of these?”

“Should a dead person remember his identity when he was alive?” Nangong Mu continued walking.

“Fine, very fine! You can forget about me, but can you forget the heart in your body? It’s your brother’s heart!” Nangong Tian’s face became slightly distorted.

“Brother?” Nangong Mu finally stopped and turned to look at the new tombstone.

It was a black tombstone that was covered with a thick layer of snow. However, two big words were clearly carved on it.

Nangong Hao!

A talented individual who had been called the Number One Prodigy in the Great Xia Dynasty, a talented individual whom the Nangong Nobles was proud of, a talented individual who was the hope of the Nangong Nobles.

However, this talented individual was in a deep coma underground and could no longer wake up.

“You mean you forgot how Hao’er died? He was driven to his death by the Monster Race and Demon Race, he was driven to his death by Yun Qingwu!” Nangong Tian’s tone became extremely agitated.

“No, he was driven to his death by you!” Nangong Mu turned with his eyes as red as blood.

Moreover, there were six extremely complex symbols turning in his eyes.

The Blood Offering Illustration!

The Blood Offering Illustration which had appeared in Nangong Hao’s eyes appeared clearly in Nangong Mu’s eyes. In fact, it was even more clear in Nangong Mu’s eyes.

Nangong Tian’s expression changed.

His expression had changed the instant when Nangong Mu stared at him. It was an immense force that caused him to unable to look straight at Nangong Mu.

Yes, Nangong Mu was no longer the Nangong Mu from the past.

After Nangong Hao’s heart was fused together with Nangong Mu’s heart, a new Nangong Mu, or rather, a monster had revived.

“Mu’er, I’m sorry. If you still hate me, I can die in front of you for the future of the Nangong Nobles. I only hope that you can help the Nangong Nobles fulfill our mission, the mission that your brother did not fulfill before he died!” A dagger appeared in Nangong Tian’s hand towards the last part of his sentence.

“Master!” The faces of the surrounding people turned pale when they saw the dagger in Nangong Tian’s hands but none of them went up to stop him.

Slash! The dagger penetrated his chest and fresh blood dripped on the ground and stained the white snow red.

“Master!”

“From now on, you… Nangong Mu, will be the new head of Nangong family!” Nangong Tian waved to the surrounding people and collapsed.

Nangong Mu did not move at all upon seeing this. There was only a pain in his eyes that was hard to be hidden.

“Thump!” It was the sound of the heartbeat.

“Thump, thump…”

“Thump!”

The beating sound echoed in Nangong Mu’s ears, hitting his heart like the drums used in the battlefield.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

A chilling breeze blew past and snowflakes fell on the ground, landing on the patch of red.

Unfortunately, the boiling hot blood was unable to be covered.

As blood continues to flow, the patch of red increased in size…

“Ah!!!” A roar penetrated the wind and the snow, causing the gigantic tree and the ground to vibrate.

“Greetings, new Master!”

“Greetings, new Master!”

“Master!”

Everyone turned towards Nangong Mu as they greeted him. There were no signs of sadness or pain in their eyes. Rather, it was filled with immense hatred.

“Mu’er…” A weak voice was heard.

“Father!” Nangong Mu knelt down in front of Nangong Tian.

“Mu’er… You are now the head of the family so you don’t need to kneel down in front of me anymore. From now on, you don’t have to kneel in front of anyone, because… cough, you are destined to be the dominator of the world!”

“Father, I don’t want to be the dominator of the world, I don’t!”

“I understand. Since you were young, I… I knew that you were born as someone who was not competitive and everything you have done was to prove… prove your abilities, you wanted me to pay more attention to you. However… However, I did not even fulfill your wish.

“Father…”

“You don’t understand but what I am doing… is to allow you to continuously improve. Hao’er also understands, he… wants to protect you, what a pity that…”

“Father, stop talking.”

“No, let me finish. Hao’er’s efforts did not go to waste because you are more powerful than him now. You… cough, definitely can help the Nangong Nobles get rid of the shame from the battle of the Heaven Zen Mountain!

“Yes I will, Father, I will!”

“Hmm, then complete the unfinished mission of your brother. Use the Blood Offering Illustration to swallow the ‘Tree of God’, by doing that, you can surpass every… cough… Hao’er refused to touch the ‘Tree of God’ in order to protect you because he knew that once he had swallowed the ‘Tree of God’ with the Blood Offering Illustration, I will definitely take the ‘Fruit of the Tree of God’ from your body. It’s my mistake… I shouldn’t have made my own decision, I should have trusted him!”

“Father, I am wrong. If I was not so stubborn, I would not have forced Father to make me swallow the Fruit of the Tree of God, then Brother would not have…”

“No, you are not wrong. It’s my mistake, I was afraid of failure and had made the mistake when Hao’er did not follow my instructions to swallow Chi Guyan’s bloodline. Father is afraid that Hao’er would fail and afraid that he would not be able to get out, hence… hence I gave you my permission to swallow the…” At this moment, Nangong Tian’s body shook and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Master!” The surrounding people fell to their knees.

The cold wind blew and Nangong Tian looked depressed. His expression was a mixture of unwillingness, hatred, regret, and an intense yearning.

But very soon…

Everything disappeared once again as Nangong Tian’s gaze became determined.

“It’s not too late now. Even though Hao’er had passed on, he had left everything behind for you. Now that you have the Blood Offering Illustration, you only need to swallow this ‘Tree of God’ to become extremely powerful. Promise me… kill Fang Zhengzhi, retrieve the ‘Fruit of Tree of God’ from his body, open the ‘Gate of God’ and welcome our ancestors back. As long as our ancestors arrive, all of the Monsters and Demons in the world would have to obey us Nangong Nobles!”

“Father!”

“You have to remember, we, the members of the Yan clan are… are the King of the world!” Nangong Tian’s eyes suddenly widened towards the last part of his sentence.

He looked afar towards the direction of the Holy Region as though he had managed to avoid all the obstacles in the world and returned to the battle in the Heaven Zen Mountain.

“Master!”

“Father!”

Their voices echoed in the snow storm.

After a long while, the snow finally covered the patch of blood on the ground.

“Yun Qingwu, I, Nangong Mu, hereby swear with the bloodline of the Yan clan that I would kill the Monster Race and Demon Race!” A determined voice was heard.

Meanwhile, a figure had leaped up and a blood-red radiance shrouded the sky, turning into a gigantic Blood Offering Illustration.

Boom! The thunders rumbled.

A blood-red lightning bolt struck from the sky and landed on the towering gigantic tree, emitting a loud boom.

“Attack!” A sound was heard amidst the rumbles of the thunder. The gigantic Blood Offering Illustration fell gradually and covered the towering tree. After that, the

…

Half a month later, in the Great Swamp of the Holy Region.

It was a place that was always shrouded by haze. Similarly, it was the place where the Monster Race was being “confined” by humankind.

By right, this place should not be used as the Gate of God of the Realm of Monsters and Demons had been opened after the battle in the Heaven Zen Mountain.

Therefore, the Monster Race and Demon Race had already occupied a sufficiently large territory in the Holy Region and the Nine Pinnacles Mountain that originally belonged to the Five Sects of the Holy Region was completely taken over by the Monster Race and Demon Race.

Apart from the Nine Pinnacles Mountain, Fu Xi Valley and Heaven Dao Pavilion had also been invaded by the Godly State experts of the Monster Race and Demon Race and lost their vibrancies.

Three out of the Five Sects of the Holy Region were invaded by the Monster Race and Demon Race.

However, the Monster Race had not been evicted from the Great Swamp. Furthermore, the Great Swamp had become the core of the battle in the Holy Region.

“Young Lord, are you still undecided?” In the palace at the center of the Great Swamp, Lin Yu, who was dressed in a black robe stood silently in front of Yun Qingwu. He asked the question carefully after he saw the frown on Yun Qingwu’s face and her prolonged hesitation.

“If he is the real Meng Tian, he should have reached the Holy Region by now.” Yun Qingwu seemed to be talking to herself but also seemed to be answering Lin Yu’s question.

“We have already arranged spies in the ‘Ling Xiao Mountain’. If Meng Tian arrives at the Holy Region and met with the people of the Yin Yang Hall, Heaven Dao Pavilion and Fu Xi Valley, we will get the information immediately. Unless…” Lin Yu stopped at the last part of her sentence.