Chapter 822 - Chapter 822: Chapter 772: I am the Zhenwu Devil Vanquishing Heavenly Venerable, the Xuantian God!
Chapter 822: Chapter 772: I am the Zhenwu Devil Vanquishing Heavenly Venerable, the Xuantian God!
Atop the mountain peak, a sudden thunderous boom echoed, startling the heavens and shaking the earth, followed by a divine light that burst forth, illuminating the entire world with a terrifying presence that rushed towards them.
Even for a cultivator like Qingxu Taoist, who was about to solidify his Taoist Foundation and step into the Seventh Level of the Spiritual Realm, his body shook uncontrollably, and he shuddered without feeling cold.
Pei Xuanjing, however, remained unmoved and unaffected. With a light flick of his sleeve, Qingxu Taoist felt as if a spring breeze had caressed him, and all discomfort dissipated. His gaze was fixed intently on the distance, at the core of the Zhenwu Array, where the divine embryo resided.
At that moment, divine light shone brightly, with misty auras swirling around, seemingly obscuring everything from view.
But in the dark, the Qingxu Taoist could sense something terrifying being born within, even his Yin Spirit trembled.
Qingxu Taoist knew that this was the deity cultivated by their True Martial Sect over nearly a hundred years and at an untold cost – an Innate God, a deity of worship, the True Martial Emperor.
However, the intense malice and murderous intent emanating from it led Qingxu Taoist to reject the name of True Martial Emperor in his heart, at least he believed the legendary True Martial Emperor, who subdued demons and protected the masses, was not supposed to be so terrifying and violent, almost as if wanting to destroy everything.
“What a pity, what a pity,” Pei Xuanjing muttered as he gazed upon the deity born from the divine embryo, shaking his head slightly with a look of regret on his face.
“Indeed, it’s a pity. Our True Martial Sect has paid such a price only to cultivate such a ferocious deity. Without the National Master here, if it were to leave, it would surely bring disaster upon the people and wreak havoc upon heaven and earth,” Qingxu Taoist expressed, his face also filled with regret.
Nearly a hundred years of arduous planning gone down the drain. Even if this fiendish deity is suppressed today, the True Martial Sect has completely lost the opportunity to ascend to the heavens in a single step; it would hardly be possible to reach the peak again, thus becoming an ordinary force among heaven and earth.
“It is not so,” Pei Xuanjing shook his head, saying, “I feel some regret because, after such a great expense and with my help, the deity that was born ultimately only reached the peak of the Spirit Realm Eightfold level and did not truly break through to the Nine Realms of Spirit to become a Supreme Strong.”
If Pei Xuanjing’s words were to spread, they would probably make all the cultivators in the world die of envy. Ascending through the Nine Heavens of Spiritual Realm is no easy feat, with each level of cultivation being difficult.
And though Pei Xuanjing’s breakthrough seemed so simple, and so many cultivators had broken through their limits to become Supreme Strong in the past twenty years, actually, the Heavenly Chasm of this path is incredibly difficult to cross. If not for the imminent ascension of heaven and earth, it would be impossible for so many Supreme Strong to emerge despite the great sacrifices made by various forces.
And this evil deity, having reached the peak level of power in the Spirit Realm Eightfold in just a hundred years, was already a shocking feat. If it took the opportunity to directly cross the Heavenly Chasm of Spirit Realm Eightfold and become a Supreme Strong, it would indeed cause great envy among others.
“…” Qingxu Taoist’s expression froze, and his mouth opened and closed without saying a word for a long time.
He had originally thought that Pei Xuanjing regretted the waste of the True Martial Sect’s century-long efforts, but he hadn’t expected the other’s regret was for such a reason; for a moment, he did not know what to say, swallowing all his previous emotions.
“Here it comes!” Pei Xuanjing’s voice rang in Qingxu Taoist’s ear.
In the distance, the misty aura dissipated, and a deity with disheveled hair, barefoot, dressed in a black robe, golden armor, and jade belt, wielding a sword and with an angry look, stepped forward with a turtle and snake underfoot and a halo above his head. The deity, surrounded by divine power and with eyes as sharp as lightning, had a dignified expression on his face, and approached Pei Xuanjing and Qingxu Taoist, stopping not far from them.
“I am the Zhenwu Devil Vanquishing Heavenly Venerable, Xuántiān God. You mortals behold my presence, yet fail to kneel and pay homage.” The voice of the deity who emerged from the divine womb resonated, his voice seemed to carry an oppressive force upon souls, compelling one to submit to him as if defying him was akin to defying heaven and earth itself.
However, the difference was that Pei Xuanjing’s status was not inferior to the other’s, and naturally, he was not affected by the oppression. Under the protection of Pei Xuanjing’s divine light, the Qingxu Taoist was also unaffected.
Because they were not influenced by the deity, they could clearly feel that this self-proclaimed True Martial Emperor lacked the majesty inherent to deities, instead, he was imbued with a strong murderous intent and demonic attributes.
“I have come to understand the reason behind this,” Pei Xuanjing suddenly had an epiphany, realizing why the deity was as such.
“Ah, is it because of what?” the Qingxu Taoist quickly asked.
He was more curious than anyone about the reason, and whatever his plans were, they remained the same; at least he wanted to know what exactly happened that led to this change.
“It’s all because of Master Sanfeng’s True Spirit.”
“The true spirit of our ancestor?” The Qingxu Taoist grew even more puzzled. Could there be something wrong with the ancestor’s true spirit?
Pei Xuanjing explained, “Hundreds of years can change many things. The divine sword is a weapon of slaughter, inherently containing supreme murderous qi. And with Master Sanfeng’s True Spirit residing on it for such a long time, it was natural for it to be tainted by this aura of slaughter.”
Slaughterous aura is what most Divine Weapons carry, and indeed, how could a blade that lacks such an aura deserve the title of Divine Weapon?
Even though Master Sanfeng was not a man who reveled in killing, the divine sword that had accompanied him throughout his life had vanquished countless foes. And those worthy of being slain by Master Sanfeng’s Divine Weapon would not be weaklings, therefore, the sword was undoubtedly filled with a slaughterous aura.
If it were Master Sanfeng’s true form, naturally, he would not be influenced by this mere aura of slaughter. However, what remains now is a residual True Spirit that, after hundreds of years, has grown weak and fused with the Divine Weapon, naturally being tainted by the slaughterous aura.
Then this True Spirit merged with the Innate Gods. An originally neutral deity, when influenced by the aura of slaughter, naturally transformed into a malevolent god.
“So that’s how it is!” A deep remorse flashed through Qingxu Taoist’s eyes. He had not anticipated such an error at this step, which filled him with regret. Had he known, he would have first transferred the ancestor’s True Spirit and then dispelled this aura of slaughter.
“You mortals, to be so insolent before me, truly seeking death.” The malevolent god, seeing Pei Xuanjing and his companion making no move and conversing as if he did not exist, immediately became enraged and brazenly attacked.
“Haha, there’s no need for regret. Now that we know the cause, I have a method to resolve this, but it remains to be seen if you, Sect Leader, are willing to accept it,” Pei Xuanjing said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, ignoring the malevolent god’s attack and instead addressing the Qingxu Taoist.
The Qingxu Taoist, who had been filled with regret, heard these words and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes as he hastened to say, “Please enlighten me, National Teacher.”
Having thought that all was lost, they were pleasantly surprised to find light at the end of the tunnel. Pei Xuanjing’s words could not have been without foundation, so hearing that there was a chance for remediation, he naturally did not want to miss it.