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To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 753 - 423 Can I Show Filial Piety_2
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Chapter 753: Chapter 423 Can I Show Filial Piety?_2

Chapter 753 -423 Can I Show Filial Piety?_2

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Surrounded by white steel plates on all sides, Fang Cheng became entrapped within an ocean of metal, unable to discern up from down, left from right.

The method of confining oneself appeared simple, just an endless piling up of materials upward.

However, the simpler the method, the more effective it was.

If Changfeng wanted to leave, he would have to break this place open with a more powerful Sword Qi, but this was nearly impossible for him.

Realizing he could not escape, Changfeng decisively revealed his Magic Artifact.

“Master, save me!”

Injecting all his remaining Mana into it, a bright light soared up fiercely like a long rainbow piercing the sun, connecting directly to a Taoist temple’s everlasting lamp within the Heaven-Opening Blocks.

Seeing the lamp illuminated, the Taoist Boy responsible for guarding this place did not dare to delay and immediately informed the Temple Master.

Soon after, the Temple Master chuckled lightly and his figure disappeared from the spot.

Meanwhile, Changfeng was still struggling desperately.

Each second, the steel plates compressed further, and the area he could move in became increasingly smaller.

He had the feeling that the manager of this place could crush him to death in one breath, but it seemed the other party wanted to keep him alive, which was why they hadn’t killed him yet.

Holding his breath, Changfeng kept fleeing. Suddenly, a flash of green light appeared in front of him, and a young Taoist emerged.

The man had the appearance of a youthful elder with long earlobes that touched his shoulders, holding a whisk in his hand, he seemed to glide like an Immortal.

Grabbing the fleeing Changfeng, the Taoist Priest transferred a surge of Mana to him, restoring Changfeng like the first breath of air after nearly drowning, and he immediately started to gasp deeply.

“Thank you, Master Qingyun,” said Changfeng gratefully as he recovered, looking at Qingyun before him.

Taoist Priest Qingyun simply nodded slightly and then spoke, “I saw your everlasting lamp lit, so I knew something must have happened to you. But you were only supposed to observe the Heavenly Prison, how did it come to this?”

“Let’s talk later! A Demon has become an Immortal here!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the space around them became surrounded by steel plates.

The stacked steel plates, like a lingering malady, surged towards them.

But Taoist Priest Qingyun waved his whisk, and a thin veil of green sealed them inside, preventing the surrounding steel plates from drawing near.

“Do not panic, my disciple. There are no traces of Mana here, probably a Demon’s Divine Skill. Quite interesting though, to be able to control these objects with a single thought without any need for Mana, indicates the other party has some clever strategies. Such a Divine Skill must have taken a genius at least four or five decades to develop. But for me, it would only take thirty years to figure out,” he said.

Changfeng and Mingguang, who had been released, excitedly looked at the thin veil around them, feeling that their master was truly formidable.

Standing next to Taoist Priest Qingyun, Changfeng asked, “Master, what shall we do next?”

“First, we need to get out of here, we’ll go to… Yeei!”

Gazing at the sky above, Taoist Priest Qingyun let out a piercing cry.

Unsure of what was happening, Changfeng and Mingguang also looked up with confusion, and then for the first time saw the true sky of this place.

A tremendous Immortal played Weiqi in the sky, using the universe as his board and the sun and moon as his pieces, while countless beings were but specks of dust on the pieces, unworthy of even a glance from the player.

The stars changed their positions with his thoughts, and because of his will, stars continuously appeared and disappeared. After one game ended, no one knew how many stars had been extinguished or ignited.

What was more terrifying was that after a game ended, he would casually sweep his hand, and the previous board returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

With one thought, heaven and earth are transformed; such is the power of a Heavenly Lord!

Taoist Priest Qingyun was so shocked that he became speechless.

In his mind, the other party must have been a great figure from the Demon Sect proving his Dao here, a terrifying Demon Lord, with everything around being his testing ground, just waiting for small fry like them to stumble in.

As for why the other party emanated an aura of righteousness…

A Demon Lord’s moods are fickle, capable of all sorts of deeds. If one does not understand, they might as well ask the Demon Lord himself.

Taoist Priest Qingyun had already been in despair, but suddenly, he felt two figures appear before him.

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Changfeng and Mingguang stood in front of him, shouting, “Master, you flee first, your disciples will cover your retreat!”

Looking at the two tiny figures, Taoist Priest Qingyun let out a chuckle.

Qingyun, oh Qingyun, how could you have fallen so low!

To actually need your disciples to protect you?

At this thought, Qingyun could no longer care about anything else and took out his magic artifact, pouring mana into it.

“Ancestor, save me!”

He had just sent out the signal when he heard a familiar laugh.

The sky, which had been pitch-black just a moment ago, suddenly burst forth with countless rays of rosy light.

Amidst the rosy glow, a child about eight years old appeared, looking down at Qingyun below.

Propped up by a chair formed from the rosy light, the child said arrogantly, “Qingyun, oh Qingyun, when you left the sect, didn’t you say you’d have no regrets? Why do you come seeking me today then?”

“If it were just me, naturally I would not beseech you. But now, I have disciples; naturally, I must.”

“Very well, a fine master you are, making me seem hardly like a master by comparison. No matter, today, I shall save you this once, and thus resolve the karma between us. Come, and witness the means by which a Heavenly Lord deals with matters!”

Enveloping the three of them, the child flew into the sky, heading towards Zhiyi Heavenly Lord above.

His figure gradually grew larger, doubling in size with every breath, and soon formed a vast expanse of starry nebula, reaching the presence of Zhiyi Heavenly Lord.

At this moment, Zhiyi Heavenly Lord had just finished tidying up his chessboard.

Watching the approaching starry nebula, Zhiyi Heavenly Lord gauged the other’s quality and then said helplessly, “Oh, New Celestial Honor.”

“Meaning what?” asked Fang Cheng, idly pruning his Spirit Grass.

“The new Heavenly Lords that were cultivated within this new universe. However, this universe was created by the combined efforts of powerful entities from all sides; its Laws are not particularly strong. The upper limit of Heavenly Lords who achieved their Dao here is not that high, probably only about half that of a traditional Heavenly Lord.”

“No wonder.”

Recalling a message left by a Heavenly Lord he had seen before, Fang Cheng had been wondering why he hadn’t heard of the other party; it seemed likely they had achieved their Dao here.

The universe here is rather fragile, its Laws not robust, making it much easier to achieve Dao, but limiting the upper bounds of such achievements.

And often in cultivation, one cannot simply pile up quantities to progress. When confronted with the Overall Conscious Entity, these new Heavenly Lords aren’t considered very strong combatants, and ultimately, it is up to the old generation to shoulder the burden.

“The New Celestial Honors are not very powerful, but I wonder whether some mishap occurred when we were opening this world, making all these New Celestial Honors quite peculiar. If not for the sake that the next generation’s hope rests on these individuals, I would really like to give these newbies a good lesson.”

Glancing back at Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, who wore a look of frustrated expectations, Fang Cheng said, “You’ve had it rough these days, haven’t you?”

“It’s good the Great Heavenly Lord understands.”

In the midst of the conversation, the child had already approached Zhiyi Heavenly Lord.

He scrutinized Zhiyi Heavenly Lord up and down and then scoffed, “And who might this be? It turns out to be an antique from a bygone era. It’s no longer your time; why haven’t you hastened to retire? If you have nowhere to retire to, then come to my place quickly! I am quite eager to pay my respects!”

Fang Cheng glanced at the unruly child and then said to Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, “Why do I feel like there’s something off about the way he talks?”

“Alas… All I can say is that their hearts are in the right place, but their way of speaking is indeed strange. Although they mean well, their words come across as quite hurtful. Now, which Heavenly Lord are you, and what brings you to me?”

“What else could it be? You just scared my disciple and grand-disciple, so I thought to come and ask for clarity, but now it seems to be a misunderstanding. An elder like yourself shouldn’t be causing trouble here; do come along, let me take you back to rest.”

The child moved forward with the intent of escorting Zhiyi Heavenly Lord back, but then caught sight of Fang Cheng at the side.

At first glance, there was nothing special, but upon a second look, he stepped back and emitted a puzzled hiss.

“Hiss… Are you also a Heavenly Lord from the old generation?”

“One could say that,” Fang Cheng replied nonchalantly with a nod.

The child immediately stood aside obligingly and said ingratiatingly, “Esteemed Heavenly Lord, may I attend to you by your side?”

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