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Chapter 594: Chapter 586 Yinglong
When wind and clouds meet.
The Thunder Dragon dances wildly.
With a grab from Gu Jinlai’s hand, a horrifying devouring and binding force arose within the Thunder Ring formed by the power of thunder stolen from the convergence of wind and clouds by Mu Changsheng, Ying Wuxia, and Yun Yin, ultimately controlled by Gu Jinlai.
As this force bound them, bolts of thunder descended from the sky, bombarding the three strongest Void Immortals, causing their complexions to change dramatically as they frantically deployed their most powerful methods to obstruct it.
"Holy Master!?"
"Quick! Intervene to rescue the Holy Master!" 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
"Capture the king first to capture the thieves, Gu Jinlai is trying to control the Holy Master and the two Venerable Daoist’s Powers; he must be showing flaws, act now..."
The remaining four Void Immortals shouted, rapidly closing in to attack Gu Jinlai.
However, Gu Jinlai didn’t even spare them a glance as the power of the Thunder Light Domain surrounding his body rapidly erupted and spread, directing countless thunderbolts mixed with sword-shaped thunder towards the four Void Immortals, preventing them from getting anywhere close to a kilometer radius around him.
"How can he be so strong?"
"We tried to resonate our own Dao with the Dao of heaven and earth to release Divine Skills, but this resonance was directly stripped away... It’s as if a more Perfect Great Dao fundamentally stopped our resonance effect with the Dao of heaven and earth..."
"These thunders... I can’t hold them back much longer."
Underneath the Thunder Ring, the predicament of Mu Changsheng, Ying Wuxia, and Yun Yin became extremely perilous.
The weakest in cultivation among them, Yun Yin, even had his tens of meters tall body riddled with cracks by the thunder, crumbling to pieces.
"Just this level?"
Gu Jinlai shook his head.
Seeing how effortlessly Gu Jinlai handled the situation, Mu Changsheng immediately realized the gap between them.
He also guessed that the news about Gu Jinlai suppressing Lin Yuan and the True Immortal Jin Haoran with his own strength was very likely true.
Faced with such a powerful being...
Mu Changsheng, continuously bombarded by thunder, stirred his Divine Thought, "Master Gu’s Divine Power is unmatched, and we of Yinglong Sacred Land are ashamed."
As soon as he spoke, Ying Wuxia and Yun Yin, who only had the power of the strongest Void Immortals by relying on Divine Weapons, admitted their inferiority even more, "Right, right, we concede, Master Gu, please show mercy."
"Hmm?"
Gu Jinlai looked at Mu Changsheng, "That can’t be all the power of your Yinglong Sacred Land! Doesn’t your land worship the Innate Divine Beast Yinglong? Bring it out, let me see the true power of such an Innate Sacred being."
"Master Gu doesn’t know, the Divine Beast Yinglong that our Sacred Land worships is nearing the end of its life and has no strength left to fight; otherwise, our Yinglong Sacred Land wouldn’t have been so troubled over the years."
Mu Changsheng hurriedly explained.
"End of life? No strength left to fight?"
Gu Jinlai appeared somewhat disappointed.
The lifespan of an Innate Divine Beast often reaches thousands or even tens of thousands of years; such an ancient being was about to die of old age?
He glanced over at the people from the Yinglong Sacred Land who seemed to be truly in awe of him and, considering he was not there to make deadly enemies with Yinglong Sacred Land, waved his hand.
The Thunder Ring that was thousands of kilometers in diameter in the Sky Dome gradually dispersed.
The silver dragons that rampaged through the heavens and earth also vanished into the clouds.
The sky, which had been engulfed by a thunderstorm just a second ago, quickly regained its calm.
This is the power that Void Immortals and those above them possess.
With a wave of their hand, they change the weather.
They make mountains and rivers change color, the sun and the moon lose their light.
Such a scene made Liu Feiyun, who followed behind Gu Jinlai, yearn for more.
Such grace, among the True Immortals of the world, could not be surpassed.
As the clouds in the sky finally cleared, Mu Changsheng, Ying Wuxia, and Yun Yin finally got the chance to catch their breath.
Even though Gu Jinlai hadn’t killed them, the successive thunder strikes still left them in an extremely sorry state, with varying degrees of injuries.
Among them, Yun Yin, who was most severely injured, had been fundamentally damaged and feared he would need a long time to recover.
After catching his breath for a moment, Mu Changsheng moved forward to salute with cupped hands, "Master Gu’s Divine Power is supreme; Yinglong Sacred Land admits defeat."
"Is that so."
Gu Jinlai responded indifferently.
Mu Changsheng seemed to realize something, despite Gu Jinlai’s polite words earlier, each knew the real thoughts of the other.
Without delay, he continued, "Master Gu’s indulgence; if not for Di Luo’s temptation in our ears, our Yinglong Sacred Land would never have harbored any thoughts against Qiantian, especially now... with devils still lurking around our Yinglong Sacred Land."
"Di Luo."
Gu Jinlai’s gaze crossed the void, landing on Blood Demon Emperor Luo, the number one person of the Demon Path who had rampaged across Qiantian for a hundred years.
The moment Di Luo felt Gu Jinlai’s gaze upon him, he felt as if a tall mountain was pressing down on him, rendering him breathless.
He knew that this wasn’t Gu Jinlai executing any Divine Skills.
It was simply witnessing Gu Jinlai’s irresistible dominance as he swept away the seven Void Immortals of Yinglong Sacred Land that produced this suffocating sensation.
In the end...
The gap was too wide.
So wide that it brought despair.
"How... possible..."
Di Luo’s voice was a bit hoarse.
When Gu Jinlai had defeated the invading devils of the Three Thousand Marshes, he had defeated three Great Demon Emperors with a single strike of Great Divine Power.
Therefore, when persuading Yinglong Sacred Land, he depicted Gu Jinlai as strong as possible, and even...
He almost regarded him as a genuinely strongest Void Immortal.
I just never expected...
Gu Jinlai, at this moment, exhibited a power ten times more formidable than the Strongest Void Immortal.
So formidable that a single person suppressed the entire Yinglong Sacred Land.
So formidable that just one glance from him drove him to despair.
After a long time...
Di Luo finally mustered some spirit and, facing Gu Jinlai, who looked down from high above in the Sky Dome, squeezed out a difficult smile, "Master Gu... we... we both come from the Demon Path, and your former Purgatory Sect... was also one of our Ten Demonic Sects. We should naturally be allies..."
"Harboring malice, untameable demonic nature, causing calamity to all living beings, you should be executed."
Gu Jinlai said indifferently, as if delivering judgment from the Nine Heavens above.
As he raised his hand, lightning flashed.
Instantly, Di Luo’s face changed dramatically, with unprecedented terror blossoming and spreading rapidly in his eyes, "Master Gu, spare..."
"Boom!"
Thunder struck, and Blood Demon Emperor Luo, who once oppressed Qiantian for a century and was known as the first master of the Demon Path, was turned to charred ash on the spot by the thunder summoned with a gesture from Gu Jinlai.
The blinding light from the thunder breaking the sky shone on the faces of the Void Immortals and Saints in Yinglong Sacred Land, making their already pale faces from fear even paler.
After killing Blood Demon Emperor Luo, Gu Jinlai turned his gaze to Mu Changsheng, "According to you, Yinglong is old but not yet dead. I wish to see this Innate Divine Beast."
"That..."
Mu Changsheng hesitated, but upon seeing Gu Jinlai’s uncompromising gaze, he shivered and hurriedly said, "There’s no problem if Master Gu wants to meet him. I will lead Master Gu to where Yinglong resides right away."
"Good."
Gu Jinlai nodded.
"This way please."
Mu Changsheng gestured invitingly with his hand and rapidly led Gu Jinlai towards a mountain range below.
Once they left, the remaining people, including Ying Wuxia and Yun Yin, exchanged glances, each seeing the bitterness in the others’ eyes.
"Who would have thought that just as Qiantian fell a True Man of Wushi, it would give rise to an outstanding figure like Gu Jinlai... The fate is not yet exhausted."
Yun Yin sighed.
"It’s not just the fate that isn’t exhausted. This Master Gu... is even more powerful than the True Man of Wushi back in his day."
Another Void Immortal said earnestly, "Moreover, he’s not a True Immortal forged by Divine Weapons; his potential is higher than that of the True Man of Wushi. Under his leadership, the land of Qiantian may well rise completely."
His words made everyone think about Gu Jinlai’s age.
According to Di Luo, had he not been cultivating for even a hundred years?
Such an accomplishment in less than a century...
In an era of great turmoil triggered by the invasion of devils, having such a neighbor, it’s hard to say whether it’s fortunate or unfortunate for Yinglong Sacred Land.
...
Guided by Mu Changsheng, Gu Jinlai arrived in a mountainous region over three thousand li away from the main buildings of Yinglong Sacred Land.
The mountains were steep and rugged, almost inaccessible to mortals, with numerous waterfalls cascading down the cliffs, raising sprays of water.
After reaching these mountains, Mu Changsheng probed for a moment before leading Gu Jinlai to a mountain stream.
There, a massive creature, similar in size to Heavenly Dragon Wood but with a pair of wings spanning hundreds of meters when unfurled, lay in a creek.
Its scales were also primarily blue and white, making it blend in entirely with the stream, indistinguishable from it.
Divine Beast Yinglong.
"Wind Ancestor."
Mu Changsheng approached the massive creature and greeted it with cautious reverence.
The huge Yinglong opened its vast eyes, which contained turbid, dim lights.
In them, Gu Jinlai truly saw a trace of death.
"Hmm... I’m not dead yet?"
Yinglong responded groggily.
"Even Divine Beasts... can die of old age?"
Gu Jinlai murmured to himself.
"I smell an unpleasant Qi on you."
At that point, Yinglong’s massive pupils focused on Gu Jinlai.
Gu Jinlai quickly thought of something, "True Spirit?"
"It seems not much time has passed..."
The gigantic Yinglong spoke.
"One hundred and twenty years, it’s been one hundred and twenty years since we last disturbed you."
Mu Changsheng hastened to explain.
"I see. Well, I don’t have many years left to live."
Yinglong gazed with cloudy eyes, "At most another hundred years, then I should die... Just that I don’t know whether I’ll die of old age, be killed, or die along with this world."
"Hmm!?"
Gu Jinlai sharply caught on to something, "Die along with this world?"
He thought about his own categorization of the world’s ecosystem, "This world... shouldn’t it be like a rising sun? In a period full of vitality? How could it possibly die?"
"A rising sun? An apt metaphor."
Yinglong seemed to fall into some unpleasant memories, "It’s just that in the deepest part of this world, there lurks a terrifying creature, spinning a dreadful web, intending to swallow the whole world. When that creature awakens, the spiritual energy of this world will cease to exist, and naturally, it will be completely dead."
