The Amorous Healer [Complete] - Chapter 30 (End)

Chapter 335 I Am Invincible (Part 1)

Heavenly Realm, Lingxiao Palace.

The once magnificent palace is now a scene of devastation.

Everywhere are broken stones and tiles, and deep and shallow pits left by incredibly powerful true energy.

Clearly, a fierce battle once took place here.

Ge Xiaoyao stood before Lingxiao Palace, silently observing everything, his face expressionless.

In the distance, a group of people rushed towards them. The leader was eight feet tall, with a broad back and a powerful waist. His handsome face, however, was different from ordinary people; a golden eye shone brightly between his brows.

"This Yang Jian, he's definitely different after becoming a celestial being. He's much more imposing than before!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian and the others had arrived before Ge Xiaoyao.

"Brother Ge, you've recovered?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

Beads of cold sweat had already formed on the foreheads of the three fish spirits, but upon hearing this, they all trembled. The black-whiskered fish spirit muttered to himself, "My god... who is this kid? Buddha even gave him his golden body!" He hurriedly kowtowed again, saying, "Disciple knows his sins, disciple knows his sins, please Buddha spare our lives!"

In his haste, he didn't know how to address Ge Xiaoyao in front of him.

The word "Buddha" made Ge Xiaoyao smile knowingly, thinking to himself, "If I were Buddha, I'd probably be inextricably linked to Tathagata!"

However, he had no intention of arguing with these three fish spirits any further. After a moment's thought, he said, "I originally intended to kill you, but seeing your sincere repentance, I will spare you this time!"

"Thank you, Buddha! Thank you, Buddha!" The three fish spirits were overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed again in gratitude.

Ge Xiaoyao coughed lightly, interrupting the three men's chaotic chatter, and said, "I haven't finished yet. My Dragon Immortal Lake is indeed short three outer guards. Why don't you stay in this ice cave for now and guard Dragon Immortal Lake for me? What do you say?"

The three black fish demons hurriedly kowtowed again, saying, "Thank you, Buddha! We will certainly not let you down and will do our utmost to protect Dragon Immortal Lake!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled with satisfaction, having gained three more followers in the blink of an eye, feeling quite pleased. The key was that he had spared these three black fish demons, which was also a way of giving face to Buddha.

Thinking of Buddha's reincarnation, he wondered what had become of him. But the mortal realm was vast, and the reincarnations of gods and Buddhas were untraceable, so he sighed softly and stopped thinking about it.

Just then, Duomei, Yiqing, and the other seven beauties arrived and called out from afar, "Brother Ge!"

Long Tianxin, who had a quick temper, saw the three black fish demons kneeling on the ground and said angrily, "You three stinking fish demons, how dare you steal our things, you deserve to die!" He waved his hand and used his divine power to strike.

"Long'er, wait!" Ge Xiaoyao quickly stopped them, then said to the three, "Have you not paid your respects to the seven mistresses and apologized to them?"

The three black fish spirits, startled, finally came to their senses and hurriedly turned around, kowtowing repeatedly, saying, "We have paid our respects to the seven mistresses and apologized to them! We dare not do it again!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said, "Alright, I have already taken them in as guardians of Dragon Immortal Lake. Long'er, you will not make things difficult for them in the future!"

Led by the black-whiskered fish spirit, the three black fish spirits hurriedly kowtowed again, saying, "Thank you, Buddha, for your mercy! Thank you, mistresses, for not holding a grudge and sparing our lives!"

After hearing what the three said, the beautiful fox Tianxin and Ling Lei burst out laughing. Everyone was confused and looked at the two.

Ling Lei said coquettishly, "Nonsense! How could Buddha have mistresses appear?"

Everyone instantly understood the meaning and immediately burst into laughter.

The three black fish spirits realized their slip of the tongue and quickly replied obsequiously, "Thank you, Master. Thank you, Mistress."

Ge Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "Alright, from today onwards, you will guard this Dragon Immortal Lake. Of course, this Dragon Immortal Lake is originally the Dragon Transformation Pool of the Western Paradise Buddhist Realm, rich in spiritual energy, which is very beneficial to your cultivation. I will also teach you a set of Kunlun cultivation methods. In a short time, you will surely be able to shed your demonic forms and ascend to the path of immortality!"

The three black fish spirits were overjoyed; this was exactly what they wanted.

They came to the summit of Kunlun precisely because the water of Dragon Immortal Lake was from the Dragon Transformation Pool of the Buddhist Realm. Moreover, it was rich in spiritual energy, which was conducive to their cultivation.

Their attempt to seize the Immortal Healer's Mansion was also to drive out the aliens and monopolize this blessed land.

After occupying Dragon Immortal Lake, they also planned to attack the Kunlun Immortal Sect, find the Kunlun cultivation secrets, and then cultivate in peace.

Unexpectedly, Ge Xiaoyao gave them the answer with just a few words, and they were overjoyed, thanking him profusely.

"Don't thank me! As long as you do as I say, I won't treat you unfairly!" Ge Xiaoyao said.

"We will go through fire and water for our master without hesitation!" the three fish spirits said.

Ge Xiaoyao smiled slightly, but a thought suddenly struck him. He couldn't help but think of Yin San.

"I won't treat you unfairly! But haven't I treated Xiao San unfairly?" Ge Xiaoyao asked himself, a faint pang of sadness rising in his heart. "Alas, I wonder where Xiao San is now?" Ge Xiaoyao shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Brother Ge, let's go back!" Duo Mei quietly reminded him when she saw Ge Xiaoyao lost in thought.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Okay! Let's go!" With that, he flew towards the bottom of Dragon Immortal Lake. This time, with the supreme power of gods and Buddhas protecting him, he easily reached the bottom of the lake.

"Respectfully seeing off our master! Respectfully seeing off our mistresses!" The three black fish spirits didn't dare raise

their heads and hurriedly said. Only when the fragrant breeze disappeared and only gusts of cold mountain wind blew by did the three black fish spirits raise their heads, look around, and see that Ge Xiaoyao and the seven beauties had all left. Only then did they dare to stand up, but they were all in a daze.

The scene just now truly felt like a dream to them.

After a long while, the black-bearded fish spirit murmured, "Was this real? Am I dreaming?"

"No, brother!" said the silver-bearded black fish spirit. His chest still ached faintly; Ge Xiaoyao's divine power had truly injured him badly.

The red-bearded black fish spirit said, "Brother, we really have met Buddha! He has ordered us to guard this Dragon Immortal Lake!"

The black-bearded fish spirit nodded, sighed inwardly, and suddenly slapped his forehead, as if remembering something, and said, "We haven't asked our master's name yet!"

"I heard the seven mistresses call him Brother Ge, so his surname might be Shi!" said the silver-bearded black fish spirit.

At this time, Ge Xiaoyao had already returned to his Immortal Physician's Abode and was comfortably lying on the huge jade bed.

Beside him lay seven beautiful women.

"Brother Ge...we're finally reunited!" said the beautiful fox Tianxin happily.

Ling Lei said, "Fox spirit sister...what about Sister Chu Yu? Have you forgotten?"

"Yes...if Sister Chu Yu also came back, we would truly be reunited!" Yu Lu blinked her beautiful eyes and said leisurely.

But Ge Xiaoyao wasn't thinking about Chu Yu now, because Chu Yu was with the goddess Nuwa. After he destroyed Luo Gesi, he could bring her back. Now, a faint, ethereal image floats in his mind, sometimes transforming into a slender, handsome man.

"Little San'er... I'll come find you after I destroy that Roger!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Chapter 335 I Am Invincible (Part 1)

Heavenly Realm, Lingxiao Palace.

The once magnificent palace is now a scene of utter devastation.

Everywhere were rubble and broken stones, as well as deep and shallow pits left by incredibly powerful true energy.

Clearly, a fierce battle had taken place here.

Ge Xiaoyao stood before the Lingxiao Palace, silently observing everything, his face expressionless.

In the distance, a group of people rushed towards them. The leader was eight feet tall, with a broad back and a powerful build. His handsome face, though striking, was different from ordinary people; a golden eye shone brightly between his brows.

"This Yang Jian, he's definitely different after becoming a celestial being. He's much more imposing than before!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian and the others had arrived before Ge Xiaoyao.

"Brother Ge, you've recovered?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded. "Brother Yang Jian, did you fight the demon army here?" He pointed to the surrounding mess.

Yang Jian said, "Yes, Brother Ge! I led three thousand brothers and many senior Dragon Immortals to fight the demon army here and won a great victory. The leader, a guy called Devouring Wolf, was also killed by me. Of the twenty thousand demons who invaded the Heavenly Realm, only five thousand escaped back to the Heavenly Demon Realm!"

"This Erlang Shen is indeed ruthless; no wonder he'll become the Heavenly Court's number one warrior!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, then asked, "Didn't any demons escape to the mortal realm?"

Erlang Shen smiled slightly and shook his head, saying, "No, we laid a net beforehand, and not a single demon took advantage of the chaos to descend to the mortal realm!"

Ge Xiaoyao asked, "Yang Jian, did you find a demon named Rogers?"

Erlang Shen shook his head. "Rogers? Who is that?"

Ge Xiaoyao asked, "It's alright now. How many of our Golden Light Divine Generals did we lose?"

Erlang Shen sighed, "In the battle before the Lingxiao Palace, although we completely defeated the demon army, we suffered heavy losses, with more than half of our troops killed or wounded. Now, we only have less than two thousand men left who can still fight!"

A sense of unease flashed through Ge Xiaoyao's heart. Logically speaking, if Rogers were there, the demon army couldn't have been defeated so quickly.

He had served as the Demon Envoy, and this demon army was built by him. Its fighting power was no less than that of the Golden Light Divine Soldiers. Such a rapid defeat must have some hidden story.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he exclaimed inwardly, "Oh no!" He frowned and said to Erlang Shen, "Yang Jian, you must quickly lead those golden divine soldiers and all the dragon immortals down to the mortal realm and find a beautiful mountain to hide in. The Heavenly Realm is probably in big trouble!"

Erlang Shen looked surprised, "What's wrong, Brother Ge?"

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head slightly and said to Erlang Shen, "You don't understand? You should take your brothers down to the mortal realm quickly, or it will be too late!"

Seeing that Ge Xiaoyao was unwilling to talk, Erlang Shen thought there must be a hidden reason, so he said, "Alright! Brother Ge, take care. If you need anything, we'll come back immediately!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled, "Perhaps I'm overthinking it, or perhaps nothing will happen."

Erlang Shen said, "I hope so! I'm leaving now!" With that, he turned and left with his men.

Watching Erlang Shen and his men's figures disappear into the depths of the white clouds, he felt a sense of emptiness and loss in his heart.

It was time to fight alone again, and a sense of loneliness was inevitable. However, in a one-on-one battle, having more people here would only result in more innocent sacrifices.

He took a deep breath, banishing the loneliness and emptiness, and turned to look at the Lingxiao Palace again. "Roggs, you dare to try to use the undead of those demon armies to reassemble your original form? Did you really think I, Ge Xiaoyao, couldn't guess that?"

Just as Erlang Shen led all the dragon immortals and golden divine soldiers down to the mortal realm, on the roof of the Lingxiao Palace in the Heavenly Realm, Ge Xiaoyao stood facing a giant twice his size.

"Ge Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to be able to return!" The giant chuckled sinisterly, his voice deep and suffocating.

Ge Xiaoyao stood with his arms crossed, coldly laughing, "Rogers, I didn't expect you to be able to reassemble your original form so quickly!"

Rogers laughed wildly, "Ge Xiaoyao, you forced me to annihilate thousands of demon disciples to reassemble this original form... Today, I will make sure your soul and spirit are completely destroyed to quell my hatred!"

Ge Xiaoyao also laughed wildly, but lightly touched the tip of his nose, saying calmly, "This time, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed!"

"Is that so?" Rogers snorted coldly, then said hatefully, "Then let's try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong golden light erupted around Ge Xiaoyao, and a wave of divine power, like a raging torrent, instantly spread outwards.

Ge Xiaoyao understood very well that striking first was advantageous, especially against a super formidable enemy like Rogers, the Satanic demon. If he didn't seize the initiative in the first move, it would be very difficult to recover.

The immense, circular divine power emanated from Ge Xiaoyao, radiating outwards in all directions, like a giant blade instantly slicing through the surrounding mountain peaks. The power spread out, then rose upwards again, transforming into a massive golden battle axe amidst a fierce whistling wind, cleaving down towards Rogers.

In the blink of an eye, Rogers reacted, the giant axe already upon his head.

A look of surprise appeared on his face, and he suddenly roared, raising both hands to meet the incomparably sharp golden axe blade.

With a deafening roar, the golden axe blade flashed briefly before vanishing. Doros's hands had been severed by the giant axe, flying into the air and scattering a misty rain of blood.

"Rogers, your original form doesn't seem very strong!" Ge Xiaoyao laughed.

However, his laughter quickly turned to silence, for he saw the pair of severed hands floating in mid-air instantly deform and enlarge, transforming into two Rogers.

Roger shook his arms, and new hands grew from the wounds of his severed palms. He laughed wildly, "Ge Xiaoyao, didn't expect that, did you!"

Ge Xiaoyao frowned, "Good for you, Roger, you actually cultivated a demonic body clone?"

A demonic body clone is like a divine being's avatar, capable of freely splitting into two, three, or even more clones to perform different tasks, but its divine power is almost identical to the original body. Only by cultivating to this level can one truly step into the supreme stage of unparalleled gods and demons, possessing the power to destroy the world and create new empires.

"I have to thank you, Ge Xiaoyao..." Roger sneered, "If you hadn't self-destructed your primordial spirit to annihilate my body, I wouldn't have been able to comprehend the principle of destruction and rebirth!"

"Destruction and rebirth?" A chill ran through Ge Xiaoyao's heart. This meant that as long as any part of his current body was severed, a new Roger would be created, like an earthworm that can grow back even after being severed.

However, Ge Xiaoyao was immediately overjoyed, because Rogers had not yet reached the point where he could freely create demonic bodies. He needed to exert immense strength to mutilate his own body or be injured by others to create clones.

"Rogers, don't be too happy yet. A few clones are nothing to me, Ge Xiaoyao!" Ge Xiaoyao said, his palm flashing with light, revealing the emerald green Dragon Platform.

After obtaining the Buddha's power and golden body, Ge Xiaoyao finally had enough power to control this Dragon Platform. For him, this Dragon Platform was the only way to unleash his full power.

A shimmering light slid up from the Dragon Platform, and Ge Xiaoyao tossed it into the air. The light suddenly surged, turning golden in mid-air, and the emerald Dragon Platform slowly turned bronze.

The bronze Dragon Platform was the very thing that Pangu had created during the great battle between Pangu and Yi Zhuo, its power enough to split the heavens and the earth. Ge Xiaoyao's power is now several times greater than that of Pangu, so naturally the power of the Dragon Platform is also several times greater.

Before Rogers and his demonic clones could even make a move, Ge Xiaoyao roared, and two enormous golden orbs burst forth from the bronze-colored Dragon Platform, instantly striking Rogers' two demonic clones and exploding with a deafening roar.

"Boy...you dare!" Rogers' face paled as he roared.

But it was too late. The massive explosive force had already destroyed everything within a hundred miles around them, except for the Lingxiao Palace at the center.

Ge Xiaoyao coldly watched as Rogers' two demonic clones dissipated into smoke, then smiled slightly, slowly raising his palms. Two thick white wisps of energy surged from his palms, instantly forming a thick wall of energy in front of him.

Rogers, enraged, launched his attack. His black demonic energy filled the sky, carrying a thick, bloody aura, transforming into a giant sword that pierced towards the white energy wall gathered by Ge Xiaoyao.

A cacophony of ghostly wails and demonic screams emanated from the wall of energy, sending a chill down Ge Xiaoyao's spine.

As the screams rose, Rogers burst into a maniacal laugh. "Ge Xiaoyao, no matter how powerful you are, you can't escape this calamity of ten thousand demons!"

"Damn it! You actually gathered all these remnants of demonic spirits!" Ge Xiaoyao's heart sank, his mind disturbed by the countless screams. The wall of energy before him had already dissipated by more than half.

Rogers's laughter continued, "Ge Xiaoyao, this is my trump card against you. I thought I wouldn't need it, but it's come in handy!"

"Hmph! You think these remnants of ten thousand demons can do anything to me?" Ge Xiaoyao coldly roared. The massive white wall of energy before him coalesced, advancing several feet forward. Then, a golden light flashed across Ge Xiaoyao's body, and he swelled, transforming into a six-foot-tall golden statue of Buddha.

At this moment, the demonic sword formed from the remnants of countless demonic souls pierced through the white barrier of energy, and a cacophony of ghostly wails struck Ge Xiaoyao's body.

Ge Xiaoyao's transformed Buddha-like golden body was inherently indestructible, and its radiant Buddha light was the nemesis of chaotic demons. A more pitiful cry rang out, and the demonic sword piercing the golden body exploded with a deafening roar, shattering into countless fragments.

Ge Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Rogers, your trump card has been broken!"

Seeing his demonic sword shatter into countless fragments, Rogers was secretly astonished that Ge Xiaoyao was indeed wicked, even managing to obtain the six-zhang golden body of the Buddha. However, he immediately laughed wildly, "Boy, you're speaking too soon!"

A faint, almost imperceptible black aura emanated from Rogers, drifting towards Ge Xiaoyao like pervasive purple smoke. Though slow, it seemed extremely heavy, even the fierce winds of the void couldn't disperse it, and in moments it enveloped Ge Xiaoyao. Suddenly,

the countless fragments of the demonic sword emitted a dark light, then softened into clumps of writhing liquid, all of which spilled onto Ge Xiaoyao's golden body, instantly turning the gleaming gold into pitch black.

An extremely thick, nauseating stench of blood assaulted his nostrils, making Ge Xiaoyao feel suffocated.

The flowing black water seemed to possess extremely strong corrosive power, slowly seeping into the golden body, causing large pieces to peel off. Before long, the Buddha's immortal and indestructible golden body was already mottled and unsightly.

Chapter 336 I Am Invincible (Part 2)

Ge Xiaoyao was greatly shocked, secretly cursing, "What a vicious method!"

It turned out that Roger had used supreme demonic energy to transform the remnants of the myriad demons' spirits into the Calamity Demon Resentment Water, specifically designed to destroy the bodies of immortals and Buddhas. When Satan punished evildoers, he had used this method to destroy many highly cultivated immortals, Buddhas, and gods.

Ge Xiaoyao naturally didn't know the origin of this Calamity Demon Resentment Water, but he sensed that the flowing black water seemed to have extremely strong penetrating power; perhaps if he waited any longer, Ge Xiaoyao would be completely destroyed.

"Buddha... I, Ge Xiaoyao, am sorry. You'll have to rebuild your six-zhang golden body again!" Ge Xiaoyao silently prayed, gritting his teeth and suddenly shouting. All his divine power gathered in one place, instantly bursting out a burst of scorching golden light.

Ge Xiaoyao dodged to the side, watching the black sewage dissipate along with the golden light, and smiled at Rogers, "Bring on whatever tricks you have, Rogers. I'm waiting. At worst, I'll self-destruct my primordial spirit again."

Rogers frowned, looking at Ge Xiaoyao with some surprise, thinking to himself, "How did this kid become so strong!"

In fact, he didn't know that Ge Xiaoyao was molded by Nuwa with the golden soil of the thirteen heavens and then transformed into a dragon body with the water of the Dragon Immortal Lake, which was actually equivalent to having a body even stronger than the Buddha's golden body. Furthermore, Nuwa breathed a breath of divine energy into Ge Xiaoyao's body, which was equivalent to giving him ten thousand years of cultivation for free.

Although Roger's physical body was destroyed and he recovered by gathering the spirits of ten thousand demons, it was still inferior to the essence of his body refined in the Divine Fire Furnace. As a result, in their rematch, Ge Xiaoyao gained the upper hand.

"Ge Xiaoyao... do you think you can defeat me like this?" Roger gritted his teeth, his entire body gleaming with dark light. With a roar, he transformed into a gigantic one-horned python in mid-air.

This python was hundreds of feet long, its body jet black and glossy, except for its two blood-red eyes and the single horn on its head, which shone bright red. As it coiled, a bloody aura filled the air, making it incredibly eerie and ferocious.

It flicked its red tongue, raised its two gleaming fangs, and swung its massive head towards Ge Xiaoyao.

"Rogers, do you think you can defeat me by turning into a little mudfish?" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, then roared, his entire body flashing with golden light, instantly transforming into a two-winged white tiger. He pounced from the air, his massive, gleaming claws reaching for the python's single horn.

Rogers was originally an ancient Satanic demon, whose original form was a small snake, but after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, he had long since grown into a giant python. Back then, in the Garden of Eden, the sacred land of the West, he tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, leading to his expulsion. However, Adam and Eve, by eating the forbidden fruit, multiplied countless descendants, creating the entire Western world—a feat truly attributed to Rogers.

But that's a digression, unrelated to Ge Xiaoyao's story; let's return to the main point.

Seeing Rogers transform into his original form, Ge Xiaoyao knew this giant snake was incredibly strong and ferocious, far beyond what a human could match. He immediately unleashed his beast transformation, transforming into the ancient ferocious beast, the Two-Winged White Tiger.

"Ruggs, how about a dragon-tiger fight?!" Ge Xiaoyao sneered. The massive white tiger nimbly dodged the giant python's attack, its claws catching half of the python's body. A loud tearing sound rang out, and several bloody claw marks appeared on the python's body.

Ruggs had thought that he would defeat Ge Xiaoyao in his original form. However, he hadn't expected that the winged white tiger that Ge Xiaoyao had conjured was his nemesis. He inwardly cried out in alarm and immediately turned to flee.

How could Ge Xiaoyao let him escape? With a flap of its wings, its giant claws were already clawing down at the python's head.

Poor Ruggs, although cunning, wasn't very agile. At this moment, he was only concerned with escaping, not expecting Ge Xiaoyao to be faster. He was immediately grabbed by Ge Xiaoyao's two claws, and with a tearing and twisting motion, a miserable howl was heard as a huge python head was ripped off by Ge Xiaoyao.

"Roggs, die!" Ge Xiaoyao roared, and the winged white tiger let out a furious roar, its four claws striking down, its gaping maw spewing forth tongues of blue crystal fire that scorched Rogers's mangled python body.

The white fire spewed from the winged tiger's mouth was the Universal Salvation Fire obtained from the Buddha Dipankara, instantly burning the giant python's body into a lump of charcoal, which fell piece by piece from the void.

"Haha... Rogers, I have finally defeated you!" Ge Xiaoyao transformed back into human form, smelling the acrid smell in the air, and burst into laughter.

The charcoal pieces drifted down, and suddenly a dark light flashed from a huge piece of charcoal, shooting past Ge Xiaoyao like a dark star, heading towards the heavens.

From afar, Roger's furious voice echoed: "Ge Xiaoyao... you've ruined my tens of thousands of years of Satan's plans! One day, I will seek revenge!"

Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, "Damn it! How could I forget to collect this guy's primordial spirit!"

However, Roger's demonic spirit had already vanished into the sky, its whereabouts unknown. Ge Xiaoyao couldn't pursue it and had no choice but to give up.

He turned his head and looked around, only to see that the battle had destroyed several mountains in the celestial realm. Some had their peaks leveled, some were cut off halfway up the mountainside, and some were simply uprooted.

"Rogers... I'll wait for you!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Boom...

A deafening roar came from afar.

Ge Xiaoyao's feet trembled, his body swayed violently, and he leaned forward sharply. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and regained his balance in the blink of an eye; otherwise, he would have surely fallen to the ground.

A fierce, biting wind swept in, blowing away the wispy white clouds without a trace. The distance was shrouded in darkness, as if layers of black clouds had enveloped the area, and in an instant, they were upon him.

"What's going on?" Ge Xiaoyao wondered to himself. After a moment's thought, he plunged into the black clouds.

From afar, Ge Xiaoyao sensed that the black clouds and the gale were no longer celestial clouds and winds, but rather like the winds of falling stars, mixed with numerous massive, fiery, and shimmering stardust. He had to use his divine power to protect himself as he traversed the black clouds.

"Brother Ge… Brother Ge…" Ge Xiaoyao suddenly heard a shout; it was Erlang Shen's voice.

"Didn't Erlang Shen and his divine soldiers descend to the mortal realm? Why are they still here?" Suspicious, Ge Xiaoyao stopped, dodging two falling stars in the void, and answered Erlang Shen using telepathy. He then understood that after Erlang Shen and the other gods descended to the mortal realm, they worried that Ge Xiaoyao alone couldn't defeat the demon Rogers, so they returned to the celestial realm.

"Brother Ge, what happened? Why is the Xiwei Heavenly Pillar broken?"

Before long, Erlang Shen had arrived according to the direction Ge Xiaoyao had indicated, and his first words upon seeing him were these.

Ge Xiaoyao's heart sank, and he exclaimed in surprise, "What? The Heavenly Pillar is broken?"

“Yes, Brother Ge,” Erlang Shen said, catching his breath. “Those dark clouds and the flowing fire and cold water in between are all starfall clouds and star debris from the dark and dark lands beyond the heavens. I’ve read the Records of Celestial Phenomena in the Heavenly Realm, and I know this is the phenomenon of the broken pillar of heaven!”

Ge Xiaoyao nodded. “How could the pillar of heaven break?”

Erlang Shen asked. “Brother Ge, have you killed that demon?”

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head. “I finally destroyed his original form completely, but his original spirit still escaped… However, I think he won’t come back to cause trouble for tens of thousands of years!”

Hearing Ge Xiaoyao say this, Erlang Shen was not pleased but alarmed. He pondered for a moment and said, “Brother Ge, it must have been that demon’s original spirit that broke the pillar of heaven in Xiwei. This is troublesome!”

Ge Xiaoyao said, “What? Is the pillar of heaven so fragile that anyone can break it like a bamboo pole?”

Erlang Shen smiled bitterly. “Brother Ge, haven’t you heard the story of Gonggong angrily hitting Buzhou Mountain, causing the pillar of heaven to break and the earth’s axis to collapse?”

"That's just an ancient myth, could it be true?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, nodding.

Erlang Shen said, "Back then, the great god Gonggong fought against Zhuanxu but was defeated. In his anger, he rode a dragon and crashed into Mount Buzhou, actually aiming to break the pillar of heaven on Mount Buzhou. When the pillar broke, the sky collapsed, the earth caved in, rivers changed direction, and stars reversed their course... bringing a great calamity to the heavens and the human world!"

Only then did Ge Xiaoyao realize that the ancient myth was indeed true, and he asked, "After the great god Gonggong broke the pillar of heaven, what happened to him?"

Erlang Shen said, "He naturally perished along with the pillar of heaven. However, having caused such a great disaster, even if he hadn't died, I'm afraid the Heavenly Emperor wouldn't have let him off!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, "Hmm, that's true! But how was the pillar of heaven re-erected back then?"

Erlang Shen said, "Back then ..." After Gonggong smashed the pillar of heaven, the earth was ravaged by floods and ferocious beasts ran rampant. Fortunately, the goddess Nuwa used five-colored stones to refine a paste to mend the sky, and then cut off the four legs of a giant tortoise to use as four pillars to support the collapsed half of the sky. Finally, she captured and killed the man-eating black dragon and used the Breath of Earth to dam the floodwaters.

Seeing that Erlang Shen's account sounded exactly like his own, Ge Xiaoyao laughed and asked, "Yang Jian, have you ever met the goddess Nuwa?"

Erlang Shen smiled and shook his head, saying, "I have no honor as having met the goddess Nuwa; I only learned of this from the Records of Celestial Phenomena."

At this moment, the dark clouds grew even denser, and the fiery and icy stardust within them became even more concentrated. The rolling, scorching waves made it difficult for Ge Xiaoyao and Erlang Shen to breathe.

Ge Xiaoyao frowned and said, "That damned Rogers, why did he have to crash into the Heavenly Pillar?"

At this moment, a golden light flashed from Erlang Shen's divine eyes between his brows, piercing through the dark clouds as he looked into the distance. His face instantly changed color, and he exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! The sky is going to collapse!"

Before his words could even finish, a muffled thud was heard from afar, followed by an immense force that surged towards them like a tidal wave.

Ge Xiaoyao and Erlang Shen had no choice but to retreat to counteract the immense power.

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Yang Jian, find a safe place to monitor the changes in this Heavenly Pillar. I'll go to the Thirteen Heavens to find the Goddess Nuwa and ask her to find another way to support this Heavenly Pillar!"

Erlang Shen was taken aback, then nodded, about to speak, but Ge Xiaoyao had already taken flight.

Gazing at the surging torrent of fallen stars, Erlang Shen murmured, "Brother Ge is truly remarkable; he even managed to find the Great Goddess Nuwa!"

After standing there for a while, he decided to fly towards the center of the Heavenly Realm. From his estimation, only one pillar of heaven had broken, and the area affected by the collapse wasn't very large. If the Great Goddess Nuwa were here, she should be able to easily control the situation. Now, his task was to monitor the demons suppressed throughout the Heavenly Realm to prevent them from taking advantage of the chaos, which would be a real problem.

Although the Heavenly Realm was a sacred celestial land, it had once been a place of rampant demonic activity. Some extremely powerful demons had become immortal. Although the Jade Emperor had subdued them with the Demon-Subduing Mirror, they couldn't be killed. He had no choice but to use the Investiture of the Gods to suppress them on various celestial mountains, where immortals resided and guarded them.

Now, with the pillar of heaven broken and the Heavenly Realm in chaos again, if they were to escape, the mortal realm would likely instantly become a demonic domain.

Chapter 337 I Am Invincible (Part 2)

While Erlang Shen was touring various places to inspect and repair the damaged seals, Ge Xiaoyao had already broken out of the Heavenly Realm.

Ge Xiaoyao now possessed hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, his divine power far exceeding that of a celestial being. Mere gales were nothing to worry about, and the chaotic energy was no match for him. His journey was extremely smooth, and he arrived at the Thirteenth Heaven.

Looking at the boundless beauty beyond the Thirteenth Heaven, Ge Xiaoyao thought that the goddess Nuwa was still selfish. Why didn't she bring the human world here? Wouldn't people live more comfortably then?

But then he thought, if humans were like they are on Earth, conquering and polluting nature for development, perhaps the beauty beyond the Thirteenth Heaven wouldn't last long.

Human power is inexhaustible. Aren't gods also made of humans?

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head inwardly, dismissing his previous thought, and looked around for the shadow of the goddess Nuwa.

"Ge Xiaoyao…are you looking for me?"

A melodious voice sounded from behind Ge Xiaoyao, containing a hint of concern.

Ge Xiaoyao turned around abruptly and laughed. It turned out that Nuwa had been standing behind him without him noticing.

You might think Ge Xiaoyao was a clever man. Although he had never seen Nuwa's true form, he had heard Yi Qing and Hai Na talk about her. Moreover, in these thirteen heavens, besides Nuwa, no one else spoke to him.

Nuwa, with her beautiful body and giant serpent tail, sat gracefully atop a white cloud, her snow-white palms cradling a cluster of multicolored clouds, watching with a smile.

Ge Xiaoyao, seeing the gentle smile on Nuwa's exquisite face, thought to himself, "So Nuwa's true form is a beautiful serpent! But why is she so kind to me!" He quickly stepped forward and said, "Ge Xiaoyao greets Goddess Nuwa!"

Nuwa said, "Ge Xiaoyao, you don't need to be so polite. Did you come here because the Heavenly Pillar broke?"

Ge Xiaoyao inwardly praised Nuwa's boundless magical power, knowing everything about the Three Realms. He immediately replied, "Indeed, please, Goddess Nuwa, find a way to mend the sky again and support the heavens!"

Nuwa smiled slightly and said, "Ge Xiaoyao, even now, don't you understand your true identity?"

Ge Xiaoyao was slightly taken aback when Nuwa remained noncommittal about mending the sky but brought up his true identity. He wondered if Nuwa was being petty and blaming him for not thanking her for reshaping his body. After a moment's thought, he said, "Oh, Ge Xiaoyao hasn't thanked Goddess Nuwa for reshaping my body! Please forgive me, Goddess, Ge Xiaoyao is courteous!" He was about to kneel down

when he felt an immense force surge towards him, preventing him from bowing any further.

Nuwa smiled slightly and said, "Ge Xiaoyao, didn't Yi Qing mention to you that you are the reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon?"

Ge Xiaoyao suddenly realized that Yi Qing had indeed told him that the Great Goddess Nuwa said he was the reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon. However, he hadn't paid attention at the time and had overlooked it. He immediately asked, "Great Goddess Nuwa, what does this have to do with the broken pillar of heaven and the cracked sky?"

Nuwa smiled and said, "Ge Xiaoyao, actually, even if you hadn't come to find me, I probably would have gone to find you."

Ge Xiaoyao frowned slightly, looking at Nuwa, not understanding her meaning.

Nuwa said, "Because this time the pillar of heaven broke, and the sky collapsed, although the area wasn't very large, it's difficult for me to repair it with my own strength."

Ge Xiaoyao pondered for a moment, thinking to himself that Nuwa probably had some difficulties, and said, "Great Goddess Nuwa, if there's anything you need me to do, I will do it even if it means sacrificing myself!"

Nuwa nodded and said, "The pillar of heaven is easy to support, but mending the sky is difficult..."

"Why?" Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly asked.

“Because back then, I cut off the giant turtle’s feet to make pillars of heaven, supporting the four poles. Now, although the giant turtle is gone, your Pangu Axe can replace it.” Nuwa paused for a moment, then added, “However, the five-colored stones are no longer available, and the only remaining five-colored stone spirits contain your beautiful concubine, Chu Yu. Therefore, there is nothing to mend the sky!”

“Is there really nothing that can replace the five-colored stone spirits?” Ge Xiaoyao asked, frowning.

Nuwa shook her head and said, “No, that’s why I said pillars of heaven are easy to support, but mending the sky is difficult!”

Ge Xiaoyao understood. Since the Pangu Axe could replace the turtle’s feet, he was naturally willing to give it up. However, mending the sky would be even more difficult. Although Nuwa didn’t say it explicitly, she had essentially told him that he had to choose between Chu Yu and mending the sky.

Nuwa smiled as she looked at him, seemingly waiting for Ge Xiaoyao to make a decision—a decision that would indeed be very difficult for him.

"How could I possibly abandon Chu Yu?!" Ge Xiaoyao asked himself. Everything he had done was for Chu Yu, but at the final moment, was he really going to bury her with his own hands?

How could the heavens be repaired then? Who would save humanity from its suffering? Was he really going to watch as the world descended into annihilation? He knew very well what the consequences of the rift in the heavens would be.

"Goddess Nuwa..." Ge Xiaoyao frowned, struggling to speak, "Isn't there any other way? Is it really necessary to use the Five-Colored Stone Crystal?"

Nuwa nodded, sighing, "Ge Xiaoyao... if there were any other way, I wouldn't have searched the entire land for the Five-Colored Stone!"

Ge Xiaoyao felt a knife twisting in his heart. He took a deep breath and said again, "Great Goddess Nuwa, may I see Chu Yu one more time?"

Nuwa nodded.

A smile finally appeared on Ge Xiaoyao's face. He could finally make a decision, a choice made amidst this dilemma.

"Great Goddess Nuwa, this is Pangu's Giant Axe! Please use it to prop up the broken pillar of heaven, okay?" Ge Xiaoyao flicked his left hand, and the Pangu Giant Axe appeared in his palm.

Nuwa pondered for a moment, looked at Ge Xiaoyao, and said with difficulty, "Ge Xiaoyao, I cannot use this Pangu Giant Axe. Because it belongs to Pangu, and was made from a giant bone of the original body of the Ancestral Dragon."

Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but chuckle, and said, "Great Goddess Nuwa... then who can use this giant axe to prop up the pillar of heaven?"

Nuwa looked at Ge Xiaoyao for a long time before saying, "You."

"Me?" Ge Xiaoyao laughed. Having made that decision just now, he felt relaxed, as if the suffocation of a thousand years had suddenly been released. Hearing Nuwa say that only he could use the giant axe to prop up the pillar of heaven, he was somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Great Goddess Nuwa, you're not joking, are you!" Ge Xiaoyao said with a wry smile.

Nuwa smiled and shook her head, her long snake tail coiled in the floating clouds, seemingly moving slightly.

Ge Xiaoyao sighed and said, "Alright, Goddess Nuwa, what should I do? With my abilities, I'm afraid I'll be smashed to pieces by those falling stars before I even reach the Heavenly Pillar!"

Nuwa said, "Have you tried?"

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head. Of course, he hadn't, otherwise he probably wouldn't be standing here.

"Then how do you know you can't do it?" Nuwa said with a smile.

A hint of surprise flashed through Ge Xiaoyao's mind. "Goddess Nuwa, are you saying I can do it? However, I have indeed been in those falling stars, and I was truly powerless against those endless streams of hateful falling stars!"

"Ge Xiaoyao, actually, with your cultivation, you are capable of doing many things that you yourself cannot do!" Nuwa stared at Ge Xiaoyao with her beautiful eyes, containing a profound meaning.

Ge Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned slightly, saying, "Goddess Nuwa, are you saying I lack confidence?"

Nuwa sighed softly and shook her head, saying, "Ge Xiaoyao, you can't shake off the shadow of the Ancestral Dragon after all..."

"What do you mean? I don't understand." Ge Xiaoyao's mind was in turmoil, because the things he had just discussed with Nuwa were beyond his comprehension.

Nuwa gently stirred the void, and the white clouds beneath her floated slowly. She said to Ge Xiaoyao, "Come with me!" Then she drifted away on her own.

Ge Xiaoyao was completely bewildered and could only follow Nuwa as she flew forward.

In the chaotic void, towering mountains stretched endlessly, rivers roared, trees reached into the clouds, phoenixes soared, winged dragons took flight, and various strange beasts ran and chased each other in the forests and meadows.

Ge Xiaoyao knew that this was the most primitive ancient land, the ancient world created by the goddess Nuwa before she created humankind.

He followed Nuwa, flying slowly. Although anxious about the broken pillar of heaven, he knew he couldn't rush things. Now, with so many complications added, he was getting a headache. He secretly wondered who the Ancestral Dragon was, and why Nuwa seemed so moved whenever she mentioned him, as if she knew him very well. Could there be some connection between the Ancestral Dragon and Nuwa?

Ge Xiaoyao's mind grew increasingly chaotic. He shook his head, thinking to himself, "What a mess! Back then, I inexplicably ended up in the Shang Dynasty, which was already a bit confusing; then I inexplicably became the reincarnation of some Dragon Immortal Third Prince, which was even more confusing; then I became Luo Ge, a being of both god and demon, which was even more confusing. I finally regained my original appearance as Ge Xiaoyao, and now suddenly an ancient ancestral dragon has appeared. Who the hell am I?"

Lost in thought, he and Nuwa arrived at the summit of a mountain shrouded in mist. Nuwa said to Ge Xiaoyao, "Ge Xiaoyao, look over there!"

Ge Xiaoyao looked in the direction Nuwa pointed, and saw, amidst the white clouds and mist, the undulating mountain peaks resembled a giant dragon poised to take flight.

"What's so interesting about this? Surely it's not that I'm being shown a dragon-like mountain, a place of auspicious feng shui?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, looking up at Nuwa with a puzzled expression.

Nuwa smiled gently and asked, "What do you see?"

"A mountain that looks like a dragon," Ge Xiaoyao answered truthfully.

Nuwa nodded, somewhat moved, and said, "That's not a mountain, but the remains of your ancient past life, the original form of the Ancestral Dragon."

"Really? My ancient past life? The remains of the Ancestral Dragon?" Ge Xiaoyao looked at Nuwa, still finding it somewhat unbelievable.

"Yes, that is your ancient past life. He has been here for millions of years." Nuwa sighed, reaching up to brush a slightly disheveled strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her snow-white neck and delicate ears.

Watching Nuwa's movements, if it weren't for her serpentine lower body, every gesture and expression would hardly resemble a deity; she would clearly be a stunningly beautiful mortal woman.

Ge Xiaoyao carefully examined the mountain range. It had a head and a tail, its massive body undulating and coiling, and although it remained motionless, it possessed a breathtaking aura.

"How did my remains end up here?" Ge Xiaoyao blurted out, but then realized his words sounded awkward and asked, "How did the remains of the Ancestral Dragon end up here?"

Nuwa stared intently at Ge Xiaoyao and said, "This happened a very, very long time ago. Back then, there was no Nine Void Chaos Realm, no Three Realms, and no human world. Everywhere was just a void, and in that void lived me, the Ancestral Dragon, and many ancient true gods."

Ge Xiaoyao nodded. He could understand this, because the ancient god Yi Zhuo had told him these things in the Illusionary Realm of Reflection.

"The Ancestral Dragon was the strongest emperor among these true gods," Nuwa continued, her beautiful eyes gazing at the undulating dragon-shaped mountain range, her thoughts seemingly sinking into the past millions of years.

Chapter 338 Fearless Warrior (Part 1)

The Nine Void Chaos, above the massive dragon peak.

Ge Xiaoyao looked at Nuwa, quietly listening to her continue the story.

"But he never considered himself the strongest emperor," Nuwa said slowly.

Ge Xiaoyao asked, "Why?"

Nuwa replied, "Because he always lacks self-confidence and is unwilling to exert his full strength in many situations. Only in battle, when others attack him, will he use all his power."

She sighed and added, "Unfortunately, he doesn't realize that if he were to use his full strength, no one could defeat him, and there is nothing he cannot do."

Nuwa spoke these words with a touch of melancholy, as if she were speaking to Ge Xiaoyao, yet also as if she were conversing with the enormous dragon peak.

"But it's normal not to use your full strength in everything, isn't it?" Ge Xiaoyao asked in surprise.

Nuwa nodded, smiling as she glanced at Ge Xiaoyao. "I said you haven't shaken off his shadow, right here. He always says it's unnecessary. But often, when he doesn't use his full strength, his confidence isn't always complete, so he left some regrets, eternal regrets."

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head, seemingly understanding a little, but still unable to articulate it clearly. He could only shake his head again, saying, "I still don't understand!"

Nuwa raised her head, took a deep breath, and said, "You don't understand, and neither does he, but it's a fact. Because he was a strongman, not a mortal. A true strongman, whatever he does, will do it with all his might, to complete it, to do it well. In his heart, there is no failure, no giving up halfway, no inability to finish, no impossibility."

"Is that really so?" Ge Xiaoyao asked, "But some things are impossible to do, whether in terms of ability or environment."

Nuwa shook her head and smiled slightly, "As long as you do your best, you will definitely succeed. How can you know if you haven't tried?"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Then what regrets did the Ancestral Dragon have?"

"He made a bet with me, but he lost and died in despair, leaving behind this millennia-old calamity!" Nuwa said.

"What bet?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

A blush appeared on Nuwa's face, but quickly disappeared. She glanced at Ge Xiaoyao and said, "Gonggong struck Buzhou Mountain, causing the pillar of heaven to break, the earth's axis to collapse, the stars to reverse their course, the earth to tilt westward, rivers to change direction, and ferocious beasts to emerge. I swore an oath with him to mend the crack in the sky and support the heavens. If I succeed, he promises to become a strongman; if I fail, I will willingly marry him."

Ge Xiaoyao smiled knowingly, "Win or lose, the Ancestral Dragon loses nothing. What a fine bet!"

Nuwa smiled sweetly, looking at Ge Xiaoyao, the blush on her face returning: "I agreed to it because I already liked him." "I won't care about winning or losing. But he didn't keep his promise. When I refined the five-colored stones to mend the sky and cut off the giant turtle's legs to support the heavens, he realized he was wrong. But..."

Nuwa didn't finish her sentence, and Ge Xiaoyao took over, saying, "But he couldn't become a strong person and ultimately died here, right?"

Nuwa nodded. "He left me and died here in despair."

Ge Xiaoyao was speechless. He hadn't expected that his actions over the years were truly no different from those of the Ancestral Dragon. He sighed and finally understood the meaning of a strong person that Nuwa spoke of.

"Ge Xiaoyao, I hope you can understand this, not run away, but face it," Nuwa said.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, quietly looking at the mountain dragon. Although its aura was great, it seemed to lack some domineering spirit.

Today he understood what domineering spirit was: it was confidence, an extremely strong confidence.

"Then from now on you will stay in this Nine Void Chaos and stay with him?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Nuwa nodded. "Yes... I hope one day he will understand. Here, when I mold humans from clay, they are all created in his image."

Ge Xiaoyao's heart stirred, and he looked at himself. "Including me, is that right too?"

Nuwa nodded, gazing at Ge Xiaoyao with deep affection. "I hope you won't disappoint me."

Ge Xiaoyao finally understood. So Nuwa was hiding such a great secret in her heart. No wonder she had helped him time and time again.

"Then Chu Yu?" Ge Xiaoyao suddenly thought of this question, wondering what Nuwa thought of Chu Yu.

Nuwa pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ge Xiaoyao... Even if you become the strongest in the Three Realms, I will not regard you as the Ancestral Dragon. You can never replace him."

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Okay, Goddess Nuwa, Ge Xiaoyao understands. As long as you do your best, there is nothing you can't do!"

A golden light flashed in his palm, and the Pangu Giant Axe appeared in his hand. "Goddess Nuwa, I will go and support the heavenly pillar again. As for the crack in the sky, I will discuss that with Chu Yu."

Nuwa smiled with satisfaction, "Ge Xiaoyao, I believe you can definitely accomplish this task of supporting the sky and mending the crack!"

...

When Ge Xiaoyao returned to the Heavenly Realm, he saw only billowing smoke and flames, everywhere marked by the burning of celestial fire and the wreckage of celestial stars crashing into the giant dragon tree.

"Yang Jian... Yang Jian..." Ge Xiaoyao called out loudly.

Finding someone amidst this thick smoke was no easy task; Ge Xiaoyao searched for a long time without finding a trace of Erlang Shen.

"Where did that Erlang Shen go?" Ge Xiaoyao muttered, then thought to himself, "Never mind where he is, I'd better fix this collapsed sky first!"

He rushed into the smoke.

Upon entering, he felt as if he were in complete darkness. Ge Xiaoyao activated his divine power shield, and a beam of divine light shot out a mile, vaguely revealing many strange celestial stars crashing about. After an unknown amount of time, Ge Xiaoyao felt a sudden brightness before his eyes.

In the distance, it seemed as if starlight was twinkling, growing brighter the closer he got.

Upon approaching, he felt a massive shockwave from the stardust sweep over him, forcing Ge Xiaoyao to use all his divine power to resist. Huge stardust fragments relentlessly pounded against his divine power shield, producing a series of loud thuds.

Within this shockwave, Ge Xiaoyao was like a small boat adrift in a raging sea, swaying precariously and unable to maintain his footing.

"Such immense power! Looks like this really isn't something a human can do!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed under his breath, gritting his teeth and urging his divine power forward.

Normally, this surge would have covered at least a hundred miles, but now he had only moved about half a mile. The oncoming stardust power made maintaining his balance even more difficult.

Before him, the starlight was even brighter, almost blinding, a result of the stardust power violently scraping against the clouds. The massive stardust layer was constantly collapsing, the holes many times larger than before.

Ge Xiaoyao gasped, wondering if the Pangu Axe could support the damaged Starfall Layer. However, remembering Nuwa's words, he immediately rallied, gritting his teeth and thinking, "Nothing is impossible!"

With a flick of his left hand, a bright, cold light flashed, and the Pangu Axe was in his grasp.

"Pangu Axe, Pangu Axe... You've been with me for so long, I'm truly reluctant to use you to support this celestial realm. But, things have come to this, only you can save all living beings. I think, if the Great God Pangu knew you supported heaven and earth, he would surely be pleased!"

Ge Xiaoyao murmured, raising the axe with one hand, his right hand forming two fingers like a sword, pointing at the Pangu Axe, and shooting a beam of golden divine power into the axe.

The Pangu Axe suddenly emitted a dazzling light, illuminating Ge Xiaoyao's surroundings, but then broke free from his hand and flew into the air, its axe growing larger and larger.

Ge Xiaoyao's eyes were fixed on the Pangu Giant Axe, continuously channeling his divine power into its body, supporting it as it grew taller and larger. Gradually, it reached towards the thick, collapsed layer of stardust.

While Ge Xiaoyao's divine power was enough to split the heavens and earth, and disregard any true god in the celestial realm, he was now fighting not against a human, but against the immense and terrifying power of the stardust.

As the Pangu Giant Axe reached the stardust layer, Ge Xiaoyao felt an immense force emanating from the axe, forcefully pressing him down hundreds of meters. Ge Xiaoyao's divine power also began to falter.

He frowned, gritted his teeth, and continuously poured all his divine power into the Pangu Giant Axe, making it even larger and stronger, slowly supporting the heavens like a giant tree.

The Pangu Giant Axe had now transformed into a colossal pillar, growing longer and longer between heaven and earth, almost reaching the distance between the two worlds. Ge Xiaoyao's divine power was rapidly depleting, almost completely exhausted.

However, his unwavering belief sustained him as he continued to exert his remaining divine power, urging the Pangu Giant Axe to gradually lift the meteorite layer upwards.

"Ah..." Ge Xiaoyao roared proudly, his entire body bursting with golden light as his divine power flashed and disappeared in an instant. Ge Xiaoyao finally channeled his last bit of divine power into the Pangu Giant Axe, which then precisely lifted the collapsed meteorite layer.

Although the shattered stardust continued to pour into the hole in the sky, and the sparks and smoke from the friction still filled the air, the hole was no longer widening.

Ge Xiaoyao let out a long sigh, forcing himself to move to a spot where the stardust couldn't reach him, and stretched out to lie down. He was truly exhausted.

"Damn it, that damned Rogers! He left me with such a huge mess even on his deathbed!"

Lying on the ground, Ge Xiaoyao cursed Rogers thousands upon thousands of times in his mind. Exhausted, he finally drifted off to sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly heard familiar voices calling his name.

He abruptly opened his eyes to see a pale, terrifying face with three eyes. He was startled, his heart pounding before he realized it was Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's armor was tattered, and blood seeped from many places, making him look extremely disheveled.

"It's you. What happened to you?" Ge Xiaoyao asked with a smile. He looked back and saw that the thick smoke around them had dissipated considerably, and the stardust that had been flying everywhere had also decreased significantly. It seemed that the Pangu Giant Axe had indeed held back the stardust layer.

Yang Jian sighed heavily, "It's all those demons' fault!"

"Which demons?" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that demons have appeared in the Heavenly Realm again? Or have the demons from the Heavenly Demon Realm returned?"

Yang Jian replied, "Neither. With the collapse of the heavens and the sinking of the earth, the ancient demons that were originally suppressed at the foot of the various immortal mountains in the Heavenly Realm all escaped in the chaos. I used all my strength to bring them back!"

In fact, while Ge Xiaoyao was searching for Nuwa in the Nine Void Chaos beyond the Thirteen Heavens, Erlang Shen had already engaged in a fierce battle with the demons who had escaped in the chaos. Fortunately, his magical power was high, and those demons had been suppressed for many years and had lost their vigor, so he was able to suppress them again. Otherwise, not only would the Heavenly Realm be in great chaos, but the human world would also be plunged into devastation.

Chapter 339 Fearless Warrior (Part 2)

Although Erlang Shen had suppressed the demons, he himself was already battered and exhausted. He was also worried that the collapse of the Heavenly Realm would become larger and larger, and the cracks would become wider and wider, making it difficult to clean up the mess. Therefore, he turned back to check. Unexpectedly, upon returning, they found that the collapsed sky had been propped up again by a giant axe, and the cracks had narrowed considerably. Thinking it must have been Ge Xiaoyao's doing, they called out Ge Xiaoyao's name everywhere.

After listening to Erlang Shen's explanation, Ge Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought for a moment and said, "Yang Jian, you've done a great service to the Heavenly Realm by subduing the demon this time! However, the crack in the sky hasn't been mended yet. I need to return to the Thirteen Heavens to find the Goddess Nuwa and see how to repair this rift!"

Erlang Shen pondered for a moment and said, "Legend has it that the Goddess Nuwa possesses five-colored stones that can be refined to mend the sky. We can borrow them from her!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled bitterly and said, "The five-colored stones are all used up. Only the five-colored stone crystals have other uses. This time, it will probably be difficult!"

Erlang Shen exclaimed, "Does this mean mending the sky will be even more difficult?"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded slightly, recalling his difficult decision. After a moment of thought, he looked up at Erlang Shen and said, "Yang Jian, I need you to do the first thing for me!"

Erlang Shen was taken aback, then smiled and nodded, "A bet's a bet. I agree to do three things for you. Okay, let's do the first one now!"

"This Erlang Shen is quite straightforward. I haven't even said what I need yet!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, and said in a deep voice, "The first thing is that from now on, I need you to do anything for me that I can't do myself!"

Erlang Shen was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Brother Ge, what are you saying!" He rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment before saying, "Alright! Anyway, you'll always be my elder brother. From now

on, whatever it takes, just give me a command, and I'll do my best!" Ge Xiaoyao was very satisfied with Erlang Shen's reaction. Now, what were the three things? In fact, there were none at all, or rather, anything at all.

"Brother, I have no worries now, except for the Immortal Physician's Abode at the bottom of Dragon Immortal Lake on Kunlun Mountain!" Ge Xiaoyao said.

Erlang Shen was incredibly clever; upon hearing Ge Xiaoyao's words, he immediately understood the meaning and smiled, "Brother Ge, don't worry... If anyone dares to invade Dragon Immortal Lake or bully my sisters-in-law, I, Yang Jian, will be the first to object!"

"Good! Good!" Ge Xiaoyao nodded and smiled, "In that case, I'm relieved!" Looking at the thick smoke and falling stars still billowing down to the lower realm, Ge Xiaoyao suddenly sighed inwardly.

“Brother, you stay here and monitor this rift in the sky. I’ll go to the Nine Void Chaos to find Goddess Nuwa and think of a way to mend the sky!” Ge Xiaoyao said. Yang

Jian looked at Ge Xiaoyao, seemingly sensing something unusual about his brother, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He could only say, “Okay, Brother Ge, take care!” Nuwa stood with her hands behind her back, her long, coiled snake tail supporting her body, seemingly even taller than the burly Ge Xiaoyao. She silently watched Ge Xiaoyao, finally asking, “Has the celestial support been erected?” Ge Xiaoyao nodded, “Yes, I used the Pangu Axe to erect it.” Nuwa smiled contentedly, her exquisite beauty captivating. Then she sighed softly, murmuring, “If only the Ancestral Dragon had been like you back then!” Ge Xiaoyao knew Nuwa was thinking of the Ancestral Dragon, his ancient past life. To be honest, he didn’t want to get entangled with Nuwa; he already felt exhausted enough with so many women. "Goddess Nuwa, how can I see Chu Yu?" Ge Xiaoyao asked. Nuwa snapped out of her thoughts, staring intently at Ge Xiaoyao with her beautiful eyes for a long time before saying, "Are you really sure?" Ge Xiaoyao nodded solemnly, then suddenly smiled, "Goddess Nuwa, I think it's not a big deal!" Nuwa sighed softly, as if talking to herself, "Perhaps it's not a big deal, but is it really not a big deal?" "Ge Xiaoyao, look here..." Nuwa suddenly raised her head, extending a jade hand. In her snow-white palm, a cluster of five-colored crystal light appeared, its five colors shimmering and trembling slightly. "What is this?" Ge Xiaoyao asked doubtfully. "Five-colored crystal," Nuwa said. Ge Xiaoyao was astonished, never expecting the legendary Five-Colored Stone Crystal to be like this. He immediately asked, "Goddess Nuwa, is Chu Yu really inside?" Nuwa nodded and said, "This Five-Colored Stone Crystal is the essence of the Five-Colored Stones I refined years ago. It can preserve the souls of all things in heaven and earth. Not only will the souls within remain indestructible for ten thousand years, but it can also repair divine consciousness and dispel karmic fire. It is truly a treasure. If it weren't for Chu Yu's spirit resting within it, I would be willing to give up this treasure to mend the rift in the sky." Ge Xiaoyao frowned, staring intently at the Five-Colored Stone Crystal, and said to Nuwa, "Goddess, if I want to see Chu Yu, do I need to enter this Five-Colored Stone Crystal?" Nuwa nodded and said, "Exactly! It's difficult for mortals to enter this Five-Colored Stone Crystal, but you already possess the ability to divide your spirit, allowing your divine consciousness to freely enter and exit. Of course, you can go in and meet Chu Yu!" Ge Xiaoyao... Ge Xiaoyao said with delight, "Then I'll trouble Your Majesty to guide me in and allow me to meet Chu Yu." Nuwa looked at Ge Xiaoyao and asked, "Ge Xiaoyao, are you really sure? You really won't regret it?" Ge Xiaoyao grinned and said, "What are you saying, Your Majesty? I, Ge Xiaoyao, am a man of my word, and I will never break my promise." He then laughed heartily and said, "Actually, I only caused all this turmoil to save Chu Yu. I've already gone through so much hardship, what does it matter if I'm shattered to pieces?" Nuwa gave Ge Xiaoyao an approving look, but in her heart, she felt a little envious of Chu Yu. "In that case, you may enter this five-colored crystal." Ge Xiaoyao nodded and said, "Your Majesty, I'm ready!" Nuwa smiled slightly, raised her jade finger, and the five-colored light of the crystal suddenly shone brightly, shooting out and enveloping Ge Xiaoyao. Ge Xiaoyao's consciousness instantly entered a colorful passage, extremely warm and comfortable, causing him to involuntarily close his eyes. His consciousness moved forward little by little, and when he felt it stop, he opened his eyes. At the same time, he heard a soft, delicate, yet surprised voice call out, "Brother Ge!" "Chu Yu!" Ge Xiaoyao stared at Chu Yu, dressed in snow-white robes, and said in a daze. Although he had mentally prepared himself, seeing Chu Yu still gave him a dreamlike, surreal feeling. "Brother Ge... why are you here?" Chu Yu looked at Ge Xiaoyao, also somewhat unable to believe what was happening, and asked again. Ge Xiaoyao finally came to his senses, chuckled, and said, "Yu'er, I've finally seen you! You've suffered so much these past years!" His voice trembled slightly. Chu Yu's eyes reddened, and she lowered her head, saying, "Brother Ge, I know you've been looking for me!" Ge Xiaoyao stepped forward and put his arm around Chu Yu's delicate shoulder, gently comforting her, "Yu'er, it's alright, everything's alright now that I'm here!" Chu Yu looked up and said, "Brother Ge, you won't leave me again, will you?" Ge Xiaoyao shook his head and smiled, "No, I absolutely won't leave you." A smile appeared on Chu Yu's face, but it vanished in an instant. She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Brother Ge, you should go. Wait for me outside! After all, I'm still just a remnant soul." There was a faint trace of sorrow in her voice. Ge Xiaoyao felt a pang of sadness and smiled, "Yu'er, what are you saying? Goddess Nuwa said that these five-colored crystals can repair spiritual consciousness and eliminate karmic ties. You'll be fine soon!" He looked into Chu Yu's eyes and added, "Trust me!" Chu Yu nodded and gently nestled into Ge Xiaoyao's arms. In the primordial chaos, Nuwa stood on a cloud, her gaze shifting from the dragon peak to the plains, from the plains to the forest, and finally settling on the surging, rolling river. The five-colored crystal stone remained in her palm, shimmering with its iridescent light. "Even a supreme god cannot escape the affliction of love," Nuwa murmured to herself. "So be it… let everything become chaos!" Nuwa, carrying the five-colored crystal stone, slowly drifted away on a cloud. Behind her, a deafening roar erupted. It was a devastating explosion. It began at the dragon's head, then spread to its body, tail, the forest, the plains, and the mighty river. Amidst the deafening roars, the cries and screams of countless birds and beasts were drowned out, their bodies engulfed in a cloud of chaotic dust. Emerging from the Nine Void Chaos, she looked back and saw only chaos, countless starlight illuminating the place, yet it was empty. "Everything is alright! Ancestral Dragon, Nuwa has finally understood!" she murmured, then looked down at the five-colored crystal in her hand, muttering to herself, "Senior Brother Ancestral Dragon, I know... you still haven't forgotten her! You ultimately chose her!" A tear slowly slid down her cheek, landing on the five-colored crystal and seeping into it.

The color of the crystal slowly changed, gradually merging into a single, blood-red hue.

Nuwa sighed softly, turned, and flew towards the Heavenly Realm, a solemn expression on her face.

The Heavenly Realm was now vastly different from before. Although Ge Xiaoyao had supported the fallen star layer with Pangu's giant axe, the cracks remained unsealed, and fragments of the fallen star poured down, already burning many ancient caves and immortal mountains. The entire Heavenly Realm was a scene of utter devastation. Simultaneously

, the devastation of the Heavenly Realm led to chaos on Earth. Natural disasters raged: floods raged in the south, drought raged in the north, and countless demons emerged, wreaking havoc. Locusts, snakes, ants, mosquitoes, and various evil insects proliferated,

causing widespread suffering and misery. An ancient city stood precariously on the plains at the edge of the Yellow River, its surrounding fields barren, dust swirling on the yellow earthen roads, and a lone poplar tree bare of leaves.

Dryness threatens the fate of this ancient city.

The once-rushing Yellow River seems weary, its eastward flow waning, leaving only a murky, yellowish stream lying listlessly on its wide riverbed, its slow murmur like a painful groan.

Behind the ancient city, a main road is crowded with refugees. They are all emaciated, their clothes tattered, swaying precariously, as if they might collapse at any moment, yet they struggle forward, supporting each other.

In the sky, two white clouds quietly veil the scorching sun, bringing a rare coolness to these suffering people.

"Sister Duomei… let's find a way to save these refugees!" From above the clouds, a fairy with a face like a peach blossom, dressed in yellow, said.

"Alas! Floods in the south, drought in the north, countless refugees in a short time. This court is tyrannical, waging war. We have rescued refugees from countless cities along the way, but this is not a long-term solution!" said another beautiful fairy.

The elegant fairy with a dignified face frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "That night, I observed the celestial phenomena and discovered that it seemed there was a crack in the sky. Moreover, just before the New Year, a fiery river fell to the earth from the west, which seemed to be due to the breaking of the celestial pillar! It seems that only a powerful immortal can mend the sky and avert this disaster!"

Another fairy said, "Brother Ge has been gone for so many years, I wonder how he is now. If he were here, he would definitely have a solution!"

These four fairies were none other than Duo Mei, Ling Lei, Long Tianxin, and Yu Lu.

Chapter 340 Fearless Warriors (Part 2)

After Ge Xiaoyao left that day, he returned to the Heavenly Realm. They stayed on the summit of Kunlun, cultivating immortal techniques day and night. It is said that a day in heaven is a year on earth. A hundred years had passed since Ge Xiaoyao left the mortal world, and the fairies had all cultivated into fairies with supreme immortal techniques. Duo Mei originally wanted to leave the bottom of Dragon Immortal Lake to revitalize Kunlun. However, Kunlun had by then become the leading martial arts sect in the human world, and she couldn't interfere. So she led her sisters to travel the world, helping the needy and saving people.

Just then, the pillar of heaven broke, the sky cracked, and the human world suffered from drought and floods. They traveled everywhere, rescuing countless people from suffering.

Ling Lei said, "It's a pity our magic power is insufficient; we cannot perform Nuwa's act of mending the sky with stones."

Duo Mei smiled slightly and said, "My three sisters, don't worry. There are supreme beings beyond the heavens who will mend the crack. I think we should do our best to save these refugees first!"

Ling Lei, Long Tianxin, and Yu Lu all agreed. The four smiled at each other, clasped their hands together, and murmured incantations.

In an instant, rolling dark clouds surged from all directions in the sky, soon covering the entire sky, and a cool wind blew across the earth.

This sudden appearance of dark clouds, obscuring the sun, immediately alarmed the countless refugees fleeing along the official road.

"Ah... the Dragon King has appeared!"

"It's going to rain... we're saved!"

The rain hadn't arrived yet, but the dense dark clouds and cool breeze in the sky brought boundless hope to these long-starved refugees. Someone knelt down first, gazing at the sky in worship, and then everyone else knelt as well, some with tears streaming down their faces.

Ling Lei turned her head, unable to bear seeing the refugees so reverent, and said, "Sister Long'er, let's go!"

Long Tianxin nodded and said, "Okay! Sister Duomei, this place is far from the southern flood zone, we'll probably be back later!"

Duomei said, "Okay, sisters, please take care and do what you can!"

Two golden dragons soared into the sky, tumbling and swirling among the dark clouds, circling several times before flying straight south.

Duomei smiled at Yulu and said, "Sister Yulu, let's begin too!"

Yulu nodded, giving Duomei a pretty smile, but her snow-white hand, as white as a spring onion, pointed towards the ancient city not far away.

Duo Mei understood and smiled, "That's right there."

The place Yu Lu pointed to was the city's main granary. Dozens of huge granaries were filled with grain, but due to strict orders from the court, they were not allowed to be opened for disaster relief in preparation for war.

Dragons control clouds and rain.

Ling Lei was originally a dragon maiden from the Wei River, while Long Tianxin was an ancient dragon immortal. Taking advantage of the floods and droughts in the south, the two used the floodwaters to relieve the drought in the north. Duo Mei and Yu Lu then searched for the main granaries and opened them to distribute the grain. Over the past few months, they had saved hundreds of thousands of people in countless cities. Although exhausted, they felt quite gratified.

Amidst the rolling dark clouds, two golden beams shot towards the ancient city. Soon after, as a golden light spread across the sky, thousands of bags of rice slowly fell from the heavens.

The refugees were truly terrified. Suddenly, some knelt down, shouting, "The Kunlun Immortal is merciful and compassionate..."

In an instant, the people cried out in unison.

After the food was distributed equally to the refugees, Duomei and Yulu exchanged a smile. Looking down from the distant sky, they saw the already hungry refugees starting fires to cook porridge. From

the direction of the ancient city, a deafening roar of war drums erupted, and thousands of cavalry charged through the city gates, rushing towards the refugees on the city's edge. With the granary lost, even the defending general, with ten lives, couldn't withstand the onslaught.

The thunder of hooves, the gleam of swords and spears, and many refugees were already in a state of panic and disorder.

"Those damned bandits, they always do this!" Yulu frowned.

Duo Mei sighed, "Although we saved many people, we also put many others in dire straits!"

Yu Lu said, "Sister Duo Mei, this is unavoidable. These soldiers have always oppressed the people and done nothing good. Even if they are in dire straits, they are courting death!"

Duo Mei thought for a moment and said, "Let's spare their lives. We'll only take the life of the general who refused to open the granary and refused to help them!"

"Alright! We'll listen to Sister Duo Mei." Yu Lu nodded, her jade-like face darkening. She clasped her hands together and pushed them forward, silently chanting an incantation. A golden light shot from her palms, spreading and enveloping the charging iron cavalry.

The iron cavalry quickly rushed to the refugee crowd, raising their gleaming longswords to kill the refugees who were desperately protecting the grain. However, before their swords could fall, they felt a blinding golden light flash before their eyes, and their bodies were involuntarily thrown into the air, falling far backward.

Because it was agreed from the beginning not to harm these ordinary cavalrymen, Yu Lu didn't use any lethal moves. Instead, she used golden light to sweep the soldiers away and send them back to the city.

When the soldiers landed lightly, looking at themselves as if in a dream, they realized they had encountered an immortal. Soon, they discovered that their commander, the city's garrison general, hadn't returned.

Several soldiers immediately rushed towards the city gate, only to see a fast horse returning carrying a corpse—none other than their general!

The city gate was tightly shut, and no more soldiers rushed out; after all, everyone wanted to avoid such an eerie event.

Dark clouds churned, threatening to crush the city.

The once cool breeze seemed to have turned heavy.

Seeing the iron cavalry instantly retreat in fright, the refugees, recovering from their shock, cheered again, their shouts of "Kunlun Fairy" echoing for miles around.

Duo Mei and Yu Lu exchanged a smile, their gazes fixed on the distance.

At that moment, two golden dragons seemed to be rolling within the distant dark clouds.

A torrential downpour began.

The refugees, who had never dreamed of such a miracle, were once again astonished. Their near-despair was renewed; this rain gave them hope for survival.

The dark clouds rolled in, thunder rumbled.

The rain continued to fall, soaking the parched earth and nourishing the withered trees.

However, the only ones who were displeased were Duo Mei and Yu Lu, standing on the clouds. Their brows were furrowed, their eyes fixed on the depths of the dark clouds, as if they had discovered something unusual.

"Not good!" Duomei suddenly exclaimed, "They're in trouble!"

Yulu had also clearly seen that besides the golden dragons transformed by Linglei and Long Tianxin, there seemed to be a gigantic black dragon within the dark clouds.

The black dragon lurked within the clouds, its sharp claws attacking Linglei and Long Tianxin like a ghost. Although the two were extremely alert, they were caught off guard and fell into its trap. Linglei curled up and sank down, escaping the cloud layer.

Seeing a golden dragon coiled up in mid-air, the refugees on the ground hurriedly worshipped, unaware that Linglei's true form was currently in excruciating pain.

Duomei and Yulu urged their cloud formations towards it. Before they even reached it, Duomei had already summoned a golden sword and slashed at the black dragon's neck.

The black dragon was incredibly agile; sensing the attack, it slumped down, dodging the golden sword, and stretched out its body, its massive head meeting the oncoming Duomei and Yulu.

He roared, spewing out a thick cloud of black mist.

"Yu Lu, be careful!" Duo Mei's body flashed with golden light, quickly forming a divine power shield around her. At the same time, Yu Lu also deployed her immortal power armor.

The black mist swirled around the two, constantly eroding the golden light, seemingly determined to trap them to death.

"Roar..." Long Tianxin let out a wild roar, her long golden dragon body suddenly bending and then snapping straight like a bowstring, its two golden claws shooting towards the black dragon with incredible speed.

The black dragon turned its head and spat out a mouthful of raging fire, burning towards Long Tianxin.

Long Tianxin's body flew swiftly through the sea of fire in mid-air, her claws leaving ten deep wounds on the black dragon's body. However, the scorching fire also caused her unbearable pain, and many parts of her skin were burned.

"Where did this demon come from, daring to obstruct our Kunlun fairy?" Duo Mei used her divine power to dispel the magical black mist and shouted in a deep voice.

The black dragon roared loudly, ignoring the blood gushing from its wound. With a twist of its massive tail, the enormous tail instantly split into nine pieces, transforming the single dragon into a nine-tailed black dragon in a matter of moments.

"Ah... a nine-tailed black dragon!" Duo Mei exclaimed inwardly, urgently summoning Long Tianxin and Ling Lei back to their original forms.

Although the black dragon had transformed into nine, it did not attack Duo Mei and the others. It merely flashed by before gathering back together. A wisp of black mist rose, and the black dragon's enormous body vanished into thin air, replaced by a rather beautiful woman.

The woman laughed wildly, "Saintess Duomei, don't you recognize your old sister?"

"Yingnu!" Duomei exclaimed, stunned, and after a long while said, "Weren't you already dead?!"

Yingnu sneered, "How could I die if I didn't see Saintess? Where is Ge Xiaoyao?"

"Yingnu, why have you become like this?" Duomei frowned, "Brother Ge went to the Heavenly Realm!" Yingnu

let out a wild laugh, "So Ge Xiaoyao dumped you and went to the Heavenly Realm to enjoy himself!" She glanced at Linglei and Tianxin, then gritted her teeth and said, "Heaven has eyes, it spared me, Yingnu, finally giving me a chance for revenge!"

It turned out that Ge Xiaoyao was swept to that mysterious cave by Yingnu's black wind, but was killed by Zi Lingyan. However, a trace of her demonic soul did not dissipate, and soon after, it was resurrected by attaching itself to the black dragon energy of the Youqing Forest. However, it hid in hiding for more than a hundred years before finally cultivating the true form of the Nine-Tailed Black Dragon and supreme demonic energy.

The pillar of heaven broke, the sky shattered, and the world was in chaos. Yingnu then rushed out of the deep mountains, plunging into the floodwaters to wreak havoc and devour people, using human energy to cultivate her demonic arts. Linglei and Long Tianxin absorbed the southern floodwaters, leaving her nowhere to hide. She followed them, intending to kill them and use their divine power to achieve a new breakthrough in her demonic arts.

However, she hadn't expected to see the former Holy Maiden, Duomei, here. Old and new grudges surged into her heart.

"Yingnu, you've fallen into demonic possession, do you know that?" Duomei cried out urgently.

Yingnu sneered and roared, "Duomei, don't pretend! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this! You stole my Brother Ge, you usurped the Holy Maiden's position that should have been mine! Now I'm going to settle accounts with you completely!"

"Sister Duomei… don't waste time talking to this demon! Let's all four of us attack together, I refuse to believe we can subdue this Black Dragon Demon!" Linglei said, clutching her chest. She had been injured by Yingnu's Nine-Tailed Black Dragon transformation and hadn't yet recovered.

Duo Mei shook her head. "Ling Lei, Long Er, Yu Lu, step aside. This is a grudge between her and me; let us resolve it ourselves!" With that, she urged the dark clouds beneath her feet forward, taking a few steps closer.

"Duo Mei, you still have the same old saintess temper!" Ying Nu sneered. "However, I'm no longer the little girl you can order around at will. You're probably no match for me now!"

"Is that so?" Duo Mei smiled slightly. "Not necessarily!"

Since entering Kunlun Mountain and receiving the true teachings of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, and after a century of arduous cultivation, Duo Mei's strength was already close to the Celestial Immortal level. Even if Ying Nu had cultivated into the legendary, incredibly evil Nine-Tailed Black Dragon, she was absolutely unafraid.

Ying Nu said, "In that case, let's begin!"

Duo Mei smiled sweetly, raised one palm to her chest, closed her eyes, and concentrated. A golden light gathered in her palm and instantly shot out, transforming into a sword blade in mid-air, piercing towards Ying Nu.

"A mere Kunlun Immortal Sword, how could it possibly harm me!" Ying Nu sneered, raising her hand to unleash a cloud of black energy that firmly enveloped the rapidly approaching golden sword blade, rendering it immobile.

"Good!" Duo Mei shouted, raising both palms together, instantly causing a burst of golden light to illuminate the dark clouds, transforming into countless arrows that rained down on Ying Nu.

Ying Nu's face tightened, her palms swung repeatedly, and she roared, "Demonic Light Across the Sky!" Her entire body erupted with black light, perfectly blocking Duo Mei's barrage of golden arrows.

Chapter 341 Mysterious Third Party (Part 1)

"How about it?" Ying Nu smiled coldly, her palms slightly clenched, "Now it's my turn to make a move!" With that, she thrust her palms forward.

A fierce hurricane instantly swirled between the two, and as the hurricane spun, an extremely foul-smelling black energy suddenly surged out, instantly engulfing the golden light emitted by Duo Mei and closing in on her.

Duo Mei held her breath, her brows furrowed, thinking to herself, "This Nightingale is indeed formidable!" She murmured a few incantations, and her beautiful body suddenly emitted a golden light. With this flash of light, she instantly transformed into three bodies. One held a golden sword, unleashing a sharp sword aura to block the surging black hurricane, while the other two flanked her, surrounding the Nightingale.

"What a clever split-body technique! I didn't expect your cultivation to have reached such a level!" The Nightingale was startled to see two of Duo Mei's split bodies attacking, but she immediately sneered, "You think you can create split bodies, but I can't?"

As Duo Mei's two clones approached her, they suddenly discovered that Ying Nu had vanished, leaving only a thick cloud of black mist.

"Kill!" The two Duo Mei clones exchanged a glance, letting out a sharp shout as they thrust their golden swords at the black mist.

"Subaru..." The OCR practitioner

suddenly roared, and more than a dozen blood-soaked monster heads emerged from the black mist, their mouths wide open, their sharp, white teeth snapping at Duo Mei's clone with lightning speed. Startled

, Duo Mei's clone retreated hastily, retaliating with her sword. Golden sword light danced across the sky, instantly slicing several monsters to pieces.

However, the monster heads were numerous and moved with uncanny speed. In the blink of an eye, two monsters had pounced on one of Duo Mei's clones. Their

sharp, white teeth gleamed coldly, their bloodshot eyes gleamed with a terrifying light, and their bodies were stained with dripping blood.

Duo Mei screamed and hurriedly drew her sword, preparing to cut the monster off its body, but it was too late. The monster's pale, sharp teeth were already biting towards her chest.

"Ah..." Duo Mei's face turned deathly pale as she watched in horror as the monstrous creature lunged at her. She retreated violently, but couldn't escape.

"Mistress..." Just at the critical moment, a clear male voice suddenly called out.

Then, a beam of black light shot straight at her, striking the monster's head that was about to bite down.

Duo Mei snapped out of her shock, and her three separate selves instantly merged into one. She exclaimed with delight, "Little Three!"

But then she froze, because besides Ying Nu, there were Ling Lei, Long Tianxin, and Yu Lu all around. Where was anyone else?

"Holy Maiden, when did you start playing tricks like this!" Ying Nu sneered, and suddenly unleashed a black aura. Dozens of monster heads rolled within the black mist, rushing towards Duo Mei.

Seeing Yingnu's sudden attack, Duomei disregarded her doubts and quickly activated her Kunlun Mystic Art, channeling her physical and divine power forward to try and block the black energy. The

black energy emanating from Yingnu was called "Black Dragon Blood Demon Qi," a wicked technique she had forged by sacrificing herself to the black dragon demon in the deep purple mist ravine. The bloodied monster heads were actually formed from the souls of countless living beings, making it incredibly powerful.

The black energy swirled, the monster heads grotesquely thrashing about amidst the howling winds, an eerie sight. Just as the black energy was about to reach Duomei, a barely perceptible dark light suddenly flashed from the side, enveloping the black energy.

The monsters' screams echoed repeatedly, the black wind dissipated, and dozens of monster heads had turned into a pool of blood, dripping from the sky.

Duomei's face lit up with joy, and she called out to the sky, "Xiao San, is that you?"

But the sky remained empty, seemingly devoid of anything, and no one answered her.

Yingnu was startled, frowning as she looked around, but found no one. Just as she was feeling alarmed, she suddenly felt a powerful force strike her, a sharp pain in her chest, and then, to her horror, discovered that her body was torn to pieces.

Amidst the splattering blood, her demonic consciousness detached from her body, and she vaguely saw a tall, slender man standing before her, dressed in simple cloth yet as immovable as iron armor.

"Who are you?" Yingnu asked in alarm.

A mysterious smile suddenly appeared on the man's resolute face. He raised his long arm, and a beam of dark light struck Yingnu's demonic consciousness.

At this moment, Ling Lei, Long Tianxin, and Yu Lu had arrived at Duo Mei's side, watching in astonishment as Yingnu self-destructed her primordial spirit and died.

In mid-air, a slender male figure flickered briefly before disappearing.

Duo Mei turned sharply and called out again, "Xiao San..."

But no one answered her.

"What? Could it be that beast Yin San?" Ling Lei asked in alarm.

Yu Lu blushed, but gritted her teeth as she looked at Duo Mei. She still couldn't forget what Yin San had done to her after his debauchery.

Duo Mei hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. In truth, she didn't believe Yin San would do such a beastly thing. However, since they hadn't met, she didn't want to bring it up again.

She thought for a moment before saying, "Oh, maybe I'm seeing things! I wonder which senior expert was secretly helping us!"

"Yes!" Ling Lei nodded, "How could it be Yin San? Even if it were him, he couldn't possibly have a higher cultivation level than Sister Duo Mei and kill that demoness in one move!"

"Alright! Let's not talk about it anymore..." Duo Mei's face showed a hint of fatigue, "We've been out for so long, and we don't know how Kunlun Mountain is doing. Why don't we go back to Kunlun first and then discuss how to help people?"

The three of them readily agreed, and immediately took to the clouds, heading towards Kunlun. As

they went further away, the dark clouds disappeared without a trace, but the sun seemed less scorching.

In mid-air, the figure of a tall, slender man appeared, gazing absently in the direction where Duo Mei and the others had departed.

Duo Mei hadn't mistaken him for someone else; this person was indeed Yin San.

Years ago, at Ge Xiaoyao's request, Yin San feigned raping the mistress Yu Lu, enduring humiliation and hardship to escape with the Imperial Lotus Seed, seeking refuge in secluded places.

He evaded the pursuit of the Tongtian Sect's demons countless times, finally settling the Imperial Lotus Seed in a safe location. He guarded the Imperial Lotus Seed daily, waiting for his master Ge Xiaoyao's summons.

The hiding place he found was an ancient, deep mountain within a vast, pristine forest. He guarded the Imperial Lotus Seed daily, cultivating the Kunlun Immortal Technique.

Several years passed in a flash, yet he still hadn't received Ge Xiaoyao's telepathic message. In truth, he was unaware of the strangeness of this deep mountain; any magical power could only be used within its boundaries, and entering or leaving was impossible. Therefore, although Ge Xiaoyao had summoned Yin San many times using the telepathic method, Yin San simply couldn't hear him.

Nearly a century had passed since the Imperial Lotus Seed took root and sprouted. Yin San's Kunlun Immortal Techniques had also achieved considerable success, and he was extremely familiar with this deep mountain range. Except for one extremely secluded ancient cave that he had not yet explored, he knew everything about the vegetation and rocks

inside. A century had passed, the Zhou Dynasty's foundation was solid, and the Imperial Lotus Seed had already taken root and sprouted. Even if it were discovered, it wouldn't be a big deal. Moreover, Yin San had set up numerous magical barriers in these mountains, making it difficult for anyone without extremely high cultivation to enter.

He felt relieved and went to explore the mysterious ancient cave. In fact, this desire had long been in his heart, but he had been forced to refrain from taking the risk due to his mission. His intuition told him that something extremely mysterious must be hidden within that ancient cave.

Yin San's body was much stronger now, although he still looked very thin. He stood before the unadorned stone cave, imagining what he would encounter upon entering.

"God, monster, or demon?" Yin San murmured, then slowly shook his head. Looking at the tiny, plum-blossom-shaped footprints on the dust at the cave entrance, he touched his nose and smiled. "Maybe just a rabbit."

The cave wasn't completely dark yet, as he had just entered; outside light still shone in, casting a long shadow in front of him, adding to the eeriness.

The cave was quiet, save for the rustling of Yin San's footsteps on the leaves.

These leaves had been blown into the ancient cave by the wind for countless years, dry and fragile, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Even when he reached the depths of the cave, where outside light could no longer penetrate, Yin San hadn't heard a dripping sound.

Yin San was a spirit, accustomed to darkness, and having cultivated Kunlun immortal techniques, he could see in the dark. He noticed the cave was very dry; the further in he went, the less dust there was, and there was no dampness whatsoever.

Over the past century, he had explored many caves, most of which were dark and damp, with moisture condensing on the walls and dripping down from time to time.

Therefore, Yin San was the first to notice the unusual nature of this cave.

He had already gone quite deep inside, and could faintly hear the echo of his own footsteps, a soft, rustling sound, as if someone were following him.

Yin San smiled wryly. He had seen people enter caves only to run out, claiming they had encountered ghosts because they heard footsteps behind them, but when they turned around, there was nothing there.

"Do ghosts make noise when they walk?" he chuckled to himself, continuing forward.

"Whoosh..." A rabbit darted past him, disappearing without a trace.

Inside the cave were many small cracks, some large enough for a pika to squeeze in and out.

Yin San shook his head. Since there were pikas in the cave, there was nothing more to explore. He concluded that going any further would only lead to the bottom of the cave; it was an ordinary cave, only deeper and drier than others. The reason it wasn't damp was perhaps because some of these cracks led outside, allowing the mountain breeze to blow in.

He turned to leave, but as his peripheral vision caught the crack the rabbit had disappeared into, a sudden chill ran down his spine, and he abruptly stopped.

He saw the rabbit's tail protruding from the crack, motionless as if dead.

Yin San, with his thousand years of experience as a spirit, knew from the color of the rabbit's tail fur that it was dead.

He channeled his inner energy, forming a protective shield around his body, and cautiously approached the rabbit. With a burst of energy, he pulled the rabbit out of the crack.

The shriveled, stiff rabbit carcass lay before Yin San, shocking him greatly.

The rabbit had only run past him in a split second, and even in death, it would have been dead for only a moment; it certainly wouldn't have looked like this. Yin San scanned the rabbit with his true energy and was shocked to find that there wasn't a single drop of blood left in its body.

"Could there really be some monster hiding in this ancient cave?" Yin San thought to himself.

He turned to look at the crack, but it was empty, nothing there.

"Hmph, even if it's some monster or demon, I'll drag it out today!" Yin San instantly abandoned the idea of turning back and focused his attention as he walked deeper into the cave.

The cave grew narrower and narrower, and a strong smell of blood gradually wafted from the depths. Yin San became more vigilant and crouched down to slip into the cave where the smell of blood was coming from.

The moment he entered the cave, a flash of dark light suddenly appeared before his eyes.

"Not good!" Yin San exclaimed inwardly, dodging to the side, but his body rushed forward, casually releasing a white stream of true energy.

The true energy didn't echo, as if it hit cotton, disappearing without a trace. At this moment, Yin San had already passed through the short section of the cave and entered a tall and spacious grotto.

"Haha... Finally, someone's here!" A sinister voice echoed from a corner in

Chapter 342, "The Mysterious Mistress (Part 2) ." Yin San looked over sharply and saw a thin man sitting there, with blond hair, a pale face, hawk-like eyes, a hooked nose, and two drops of blood still clinging to his crimson lips, making him look extremely eerie. "Who are you?" Yin San stood still, his true energy shield rippled slightly. "Hahaha..." The man let out a burst of wild laughter, remaining seated motionless. "Of course you don't know me, but you'll soon!" As he spoke, a tattered arm rose, instantly flashing with a burst of dark light. Within the dark light, the arm suddenly grew several feet longer, reaching straight for Yin San. Yin San, protected by his true energy shield, wasn't afraid of the dark light. He moved instantly, dodging the grabbing arm with lightning speed. With a shout, "You demon, who are you? State your name! I, Yin San, do not kill nameless ghosts!" "Eh..." The man exclaimed in surprise, sizing up Yin San, then laughed heartily, "So you're also a cultivator! That's great! I was worried about getting out of this dilapidated cave. If I sucked your blood... hahaha!" "Hmph, stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and state your name!" Yin San said impatiently. The man finished laughing and nodded, saying, "I am the Heavenly Venerable Blood-Sucking Demon Lord Anglie!" "Blood-Sucking Demon Lord... Anglie... what is that?" Yin San crossed his arms, stroked his chin, and muttered to himself, frowning. The man was indeed the Blood-Sucking Demon Lord Anglie from the Heavenly Demon Realm. He had been tricked and injured by Ge Xiaoyao in the Heavenly Demon Realm and fled to the lower realm, but unexpectedly encountered Princess Yosha soon after. "Yosha, how did you escape!" Anglie asked in surprise. Princess Yosha, tears welling in her eyes, cried, "Anglie, I've finally found you! After you left, most of the vampires were killed by Narog, and I barely escaped!" She threw herself into Anglie's arms. Anglie embraced Princess Yosha's voluptuous body, comforting her, "It's alright... Yosha, we'll start over. Narog won't... Ah..." Suddenly, Anglie pushed Yosha away in horror, "You..." Princess Yosha smiled alluringly, "Anglie, I promised Narog I'd take your head back!" "Yosha... How dare you betray me!" Anglie felt a sharp pain in his chest, his strength rapidly fading. He glared at Princess Yosha fiercely, then abruptly turned and fled. Anglie fled, fortunately far more familiar with the human world than Yosha was. He killed over a dozen mortals along the way, scattering their blood everywhere, finally evading Yosha's pursuit and escaping to this deep mountain cave. However, once inside the cave, he was completely immobilized. His remaining vampire magic could only sustain his physical life; even standing, he lacked the strength. To his relief, however, were the frequent appearances of animals like pikas and rabbits in the cave. These naturally became his meals. It's important to understand that vampires can only survive by consuming animal blood; only by consuming the blood of humans, the most intelligent beings, can they cultivate and increase their magical power. Angeli was incredibly unlucky. Even with animal blood, he often went hungry. In this deep mountain cave, no one would come. He cursed Roger and Yosa thousands upon thousands of times, yet he could only eke out a living in this cave for over a hundred years. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; after all, he was once a renowned supreme vampire in the Heavenly Demon Realm, possessing immense magical power. Although he couldn't stand, ordinary cultivators were no match for him. Just that one Heavenly Demon Claw attack had already made Yin San tremble with fear. Unbeknownst to Yin San, Anglie was now using the last of his magical power, gambling everything on a desperate gamble. If he could suck Yin San's blood, he could see the light of day again. "Hmph... I don't care if you're a vampire or a pig like Anglie, if you dare to make the first move, don't blame me for being impolite!" Yin San sneered, his true energy instantly forming a sword blade, slashing towards Anglie. Anglie, now determined to fight to the death, naturally didn't hesitate to use all the magical power within him to fight Yin San. A flash of dark light met Yin San's true energy sword blade, resulting in a deafening roar. Yin San involuntarily staggered back several steps, secretly shocked by the strength of Anglie's magic. His innate mentality of fighting when he could win and running away when he couldn't made a move made Yin San consider retreating. However, before he could launch another attack, Anglie had already impatiently made his move.

His arm instantly swelled and extended, five long, bony fingers flashing with dark light as claws aimed at Yin San. However, instead of grabbing straight at him as before, he transformed into hundreds of dark light blades two feet away from Yin San, enveloping his entire body. Even if Yin San wanted to escape, it was too late.

Yin San's true energy shield suddenly bulged, and he gathered all his true energy to prepare to receive Anglie's fierce attack.

Just then, a deafening roar was heard, and a huge crack suddenly appeared where Yin San was standing. Caught off guard, his body plummeted downwards.

Seeing his attack miss, Anglie was greatly surprised and muttered to himself, "Could this truly be fate? Is heaven going to destroy me, Anglie?"

Yin San reacted swiftly, his body landing on the ground to dodge Anglie's attack. He then grabbed onto the cracked stone wall with one hand and began to climb upwards. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Strange, why did the ground suddenly crack open?"

Just then, a white light leaped over his head and rushed into the stone cave. Yin San then heard a burst of maniacal laughter.

The voice wasn't that of the vampire Anglie, but someone else.

"Could it be another demon?" Yin San thought to himself, slowing down his ascent.

At this moment, the laughter hadn't stopped, and Anglie asked in terror, "Who are you?"

"Never mind, let's wait and see if these two are friend or foe!" Yin San thought, and decided to stop.

"I am the ancient true god Xing Tian. And who are you?"

"Xing Tian?" Anglie gasped. Although he was in the West, he had heard of the names of the Eastern gods, and Xing Tian was said to be an extremely fierce war god of the East.

"Hmph... I see you have golden hair and blue eyes, and your body is covered in black aura. You don't seem to be a person from the Central Plains. Are you some barbarian demon from the West?" Xing Tian said.

"Great God Xingtian, I am but a minor god from the West. I have fallen into the devil's trap and am stranded here. Please, Great God, save me!" Anglie wasn't stupid. From Xingtian's tone, he knew he harbored deep hatred for the Western Demon Realm, so naturally he dared not reveal his true name.

Xingtian was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"So, you celestial vampire Anglie, you actually fabricated such a lie to deceive this god! You've been here for a hundred years, do you think I really don't know who you are?" Xingtian roared.

"Great God Xingtian, I truly am not lying..." Anglie bowed and pleaded, when suddenly a head detached from his body, its face ferocious, its mouth wide open, two sharp, blood-sucking fangs gleaming coldly, biting towards Xingtian's neck.

It turned out that Anglie, seeing he could no longer conceal his true intentions, had decided to launch a sudden attack. Regardless of whether Xingtian was an ancient war god or not, he was willing to gamble again, using all his demonic power to decapitate and suck blood. Caught

off guard, Xingtian hadn't even moved before Anglie's head bit him. He was already hot-tempered, and now his rage was even more uncontrollable. He raised his hands, grabbed Anglie's head, and ripped it off.

Anglie's desperate attack was incredibly powerful; his two fangs were already deeply embedded in Xing Tian's neck, and with Xing Tian's furious pull, a chunk of flesh was torn off.

"Die!" Xing Tian cried out in pain, slamming Anglie's head against the stone wall, shattering it into pieces. He swayed slightly, then knelt on the ground.

"That Western vampire is truly vicious!" Xing Tian felt dizzy and weak, almost losing all his strength.

It turned out that in the West, whether vampires or vampire demons, their fangs were covered in extremely potent demonic poison. Once bitten, even if one wasn't drained of blood, it was difficult to survive. Moreover, those who died this way didn't become zombies, but rather became new vampire demons. The stronger and more powerful the bitten person, the stronger their vampire demonic power.

Since the ancient war, Xing Tian had felt disheartened and secluded himself in these deep mountains to cultivate alone. He had noticed Anglie a hundred years ago, but hadn't paid him any attention. He never expected to be defeated by this guy today. Normally, with Xing Tian's strength, a bite from an ordinary vampire wouldn't matter, but he hadn't anticipated that Anglie was truly a Celestial-level vampire; the demonic poison on his fangs was something he couldn't neutralize.

"Damn it!" Xing Tian cursed under his breath. He felt his body growing colder and colder, his blood freezing. He opened his mouth, a desire to taste fresh blood rising within him.

He forced himself to straighten up and turned towards the crack, saying, "Kid, come on up!"

Yin San, clinging to the rock wall, also heard the shocking change above. He quickly climbed up and leaped into the cave, only to be startled by what he saw.

A tall giant sat half-sitting on the ground, his face pale and his body trembling slightly. In one corner of the cave lay Anglie's headless corpse, and on the other side, a head shattered into pieces.

Anglie was dead; the giant was clearly mortally wounded.

Yin San had certainly heard of Xing Tian's name, but he never imagined he would be so vulnerable. In truth, he knew nothing of the inside story.

"Boy..." Xing Tian said.

"Yes, I am!" Yin San replied, knowing Xing Tian was an ancient god, so he answered with utmost respect.

"My time is running out. Now I will transfer all my divine power to you! And after you receive my power, you must kill me, grind my bones to dust!" Xing Tian added.

Yin San was startled and hurriedly asked, "Why?"

"Because... I cannot allow myself to become a vampire!" Xing Tian said decisively.

Yin San saw two red dots on Xing Tian's neck, realizing that Anglie had bitten him. "No... Great God Xingtian, how could you become a vampire?"

Xingtian shook his head, glanced at Yin San, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, my time is running out! Sit down and calm your mind!"

Yin San was full of doubt, but he couldn't withstand Xingtian's unwavering gaze, so he sat down as instructed and tried to calm his mind. However, looking at Xingtian's increasingly pale face and the two strange teeth marks on his neck, he couldn't calm down.

"Close your eyes, don't think nonsense!" Xingtian said coldly again.

Yin San had no choice but to close his eyes, stop looking at Xingtian, and try to calm himself down.

Xingtian took a deep breath, gathered all his divine power, and finally a little color returned to his pale face. He forced himself to sit up and pushed his palms towards Yin San. Instantly, a dazzling light burst out from his palms.

Yin San felt a great force surging towards him, seeping into his body, continuously impacting his internal organs. He was about to use his own true power to resist when he suddenly heard Xing Tian say, "Guide the divine power, use your own true power to melt the divine power!"

He suddenly realized, almost breaking out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly guided his own true power little by little to merge the divine power surging into his body's dantian.

After about half an hour, Yin San felt the divine power surging into his body gradually decrease, and finally it stopped. At this time, his body already contained countless divine powers, constantly flowing through his major meridians, almost bursting his body apart.

"Boy... quick, kill me!" At this moment, he suddenly heard Xing Tian say in a sinister tone.

Chapter 343 Mysterious Little Three (Part 2)

Yin San opened his eyes, but was suddenly startled.

Xing Tian in front of him had already stood up, his tall body straight, his angular and domineering face was now bloodless, and two pale white fangs were slowly protruding.

"Great God Xing Tian!" Yin San hesitated for a moment.

Xing Tian said urgently in a sinister voice, "Quick... I can't control myself anymore!" After saying that, he took a step forward, his fingernails became long and slender, and he was about to grab Yin San, opening his mouth wide to bite Yin San.

Yin San was startled and, disregarding everything else, closed his eyes and threw a punch. A dazzling black light with golden edges struck Xing Tian.

With a deafening roar, Xing Tian's tall body was struck by the golden black light and instantly shattered.

Hearing the loud noise, Yin San felt a knife-like pain in his heart. He closed his eyes, knelt heavily on the ground, and a tear slowly rolled down his cheek.

After an unknown amount of time, Yin San regained consciousness and opened his eyes, only to see fragments of stiff flesh everywhere. He sighed and said, "Senior Xing Tian, rest in peace!"

Yin San used his divine power to collect the fragments of stiff flesh and sprinkled them into the crack. He then used his divine power to close the crack before stepping out of the stone cave.

The sky was still very blue, and the sunlight was bright, but Yin San felt as if he were dreaming. If it weren't for the large amount of divine power surging within him that he hadn't yet absorbed, he would have truly thought he was having a nightmare.

Yin San guarded the Imperial Red Lotus in the deep mountains for many days, finally absorbing the divine power transmitted by Xing Tian. His cultivation level instantly rose several levels, no less than that of a true celestial god.

There was still no news of Ge Xiaoyao, so he felt he should go out and search for him. He used his powerful divine power to set up a strong restriction around the mountains and left. At

this time, the heavenly curtain had shattered, disasters raged, demons roamed freely, and the people suffered. Yin San tried to call out to Ge Xiaoyao from afar but received no reply. He then began to subdue demons and monsters, rescue refugees, and inquire about Ge Xiaoyao's whereabouts. Little did he know that Ge Xiaoyao was currently trying to rebuild the heavenly pillar and couldn't hear his calls at all.

Ling Lei and the Dragon Girl Tianxin transformed into golden dragons to fetch floodwaters in the south, where they were discovered by Yin San. Moreover, Yin San noticed a black dragon demon secretly following the two women northwards, so he quietly followed them, unexpectedly rescuing his mistress, Duo Mei.

In his haste, Yin San cried out, "Mistress, be careful!" even after regretting it. Because of past events, he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he wouldn't respond no matter how Duo Mei called him.

After Duo Mei and the others left, Yin San secretly followed them. Whether or not he could find his master Ge Xiaoyao, Yin San's current task was to protect these mistresses from harm.

Duo Mei, Ling Lei, Yu Lu, and Long Tianxin had no idea that they had unintentionally gained another shadowy bodyguard. However, from then on, their work of helping the world, saving lives, and subduing demons became much easier. Sometimes, they didn't even need to lift a finger; the demons would self-destruct their primordial spirits.

Duo Mei, being meticulous, also sensed that someone was secretly helping them, but because the spirit Yin San's magic power was low, killing those demons was impossible, so she gradually forgot about him.

Heaven.

Nuwa stood before the desolate Lingxiao Palace, holding the blood-red five-colored stone crystal in her hands.

Erlang Shen rushed over from afar, saying, "This humble god Yang Jian greets Goddess Nuwa!"

He had never met and spoken with the legendary goddess Nuwa so closely before, and his heart was filled with excitement; his voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

Nuwa glanced at Yang Jian, sighing inwardly. She knew that while Yang Jian was exceptionally brave and capable as a fierce general, he was unlikely to accomplish anything as earth-shattering as Ge Xiaoyao. After all, someone like Ge Xiaoyao was probably one in a billion years. If Ge Xiaoyao didn't value loyalty and righteousness so much, even she herself would be far inferior.

This was merely a fleeting thought in Nuwa's mind; she didn't take it to heart. She smiled slightly and said, "Yang Jian, there's no need for such formality. How is the rift in the heavens now?"

Yang Jian respectfully replied, "Since Brother Ge supported the heavens, the rift hasn't widened. Even so, chaos has broken out in both the celestial realm and the mortal world! I beg the Great Goddess Nuwa to find a way to mend the rift!" Saying this, he looked around at Nuwa and then asked, "Great Goddess Nuwa, where is Brother Ge?"

Nuwa sighed, pondered for a moment, and said, "He has already been reincarnated. The reason I summoned you here is to entrust you with matters concerning Ge Xiaoyao." "For you!"

Yang Jian's heart sank. He said, "Whatever Goddess Nuwa commands, Yang Jian will obey!"

Nuwa nodded slightly and said, "I used my own tears to absolve Ge Xiaoyao and Chu Yu of their ten lifetimes of karmic debt, allowing them to reincarnate in the mortal realm. Your task is to protect them."

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Yang Jian understands, but this celestial rift..."

Nuwa pointed to the five-colored crystal and smiled, "With me and this five-colored crystal here, what are you worried about?"

Yang Jian's face immediately lit up with joy. He said, "Alright, Yang Jian will go to the mortal realm now!" He turned to leave.

“Wait a moment,” Nuwa said, “They are not in the mortal realm at this time.”

Yang Jian hesitated slightly and said, “Then when are they in the mortal realm? I don’t understand. Please enlighten me, Great Goddess Nuwa.”

Nuwa smiled and said, “Two thousand years from now.”

Yang Jian exclaimed in surprise, “What? Two thousand years from now?”

Nuwa said, “These two thousand years are not two thousand years in the celestial realm, but two thousand years in the mortal realm.”

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. If it were two thousand years in the celestial realm, he didn’t know if he would even survive. “Goddess Nuwa, please rest assured, I will descend now.” "Go to the mortal realm two thousand years from now and protect Brother Ge."

Nuwa's heart stirred, and after a moment's thought, she added, "There's one more thing. Ge Xiaoyao has had several close female friends during his years in the Shang Dynasty, and a spirit ghost named Yin San whom he considers a brother. Go and inform them as well, and let them reincarnate together!"

Yang Jian replied, "Yes, Yang Jian will certainly do as Your Majesty commands!"

Nuwa said, "Then go!"

Yang Jian turned and descended to the mortal realm. His figure flashed a few times and disappeared into the vast sea of clouds.

Watching Yang Jian's departing figure, Nuwa sighed softly, "Ge Xiaoyao, your ten lifetimes of karmic entanglement have come to an end. May you live a peaceful and happy life from now on."

Nuwa remained silent for a long time before looking at the blood-red five-colored stone crystal in her hand. She then rode auspicious clouds and flew towards the western rift in the sky.

Yang Jian bid farewell to Nuwa and descended to the mortal realm, using his power to open his Heavenly Eye to search for the whereabouts of Duo Mei and the others. Seeing the devastation of war, the barren fields, and the widespread famine, Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh at the endless calamities brought to humanity by the celestial rift.

His divine eye swept across the cities, but he found no trace of Duo Mei and the others. Just as he was growing anxious, a few young men in one city caught his attention. "Hmm, this person looks familiar? Could he be the reincarnation of Uncle-Master Jiang Ziya?"

Yang Jian knew that the Jade Emperor had ceded the Heavenly Realm to the demon messenger Luo Ge, leading the immortals to the mortal realm for reincarnation and cultivation; Jiang Ziya was no exception. He looked closely and calculated carefully, confirming that the man was indeed Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya had treated him well in the past, and had even listed him as a righteous god on the Investiture of the Gods. Seeing Jiang Ziya's arduous reincarnation, he felt a desire to repay his debt. With this thought, he entered the city, transforming into an old man and heading towards the young man who was the reincarnation of Jiang Ziya.

At that moment, the young man was on his way when he encountered several fierce-looking bandits. One of them said, "Isn't this the talented and valiant Zhang Liang? Come on, if you can crawl between my legs, I'll truly admire you!"

Yang Jian then realized that Jiang Ziya's reincarnation was named Zhang Liang. Hearing the bully's shameless words, he was filled with rage and was about to teach them a lesson.

At this moment, Zhang Liang chuckled and said, "So it's you, Niu Er! I've heard so much about you, it's an honor to meet you..." Actually, he was also burning with anger, but his elderly mother was critically ill at home, and he was rushing to get medicine to save her. He had no time to get entangled with these thugs. He then said, "What's a little crawling between someone's legs? Stand still, I'll crawl right now."

Amidst the bullies' wild laughter, Zhang Liang indeed lay down on the ground and crawled between the man's legs.

"What a righteous man Zhang Liang, skilled in both literature and martial arts! He's nothing but a cowardly coward!" a thug laughed wildly.

Zhang Liang remained unfazed and immediately said, "Zhang Liang has urgent business to attend to and cannot keep you company any longer. I must take my leave!" He then ignored the jeers and strode away alone.

Yang Jian was indignant, wondering why Zhang Liang would endure such a humiliating disgrace. He immediately transformed back into his original form, catching up with Zhang Liang in a few strides. He then transformed into an old man again, standing at the head of a bridge, blocking Zhang Liang's path. "Those men just now made you crawl between their legs. Don't you know that's a great humiliation?"

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "Old man, of course I, Zhang Liang, know it's a great humiliation. But a small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. I have other matters to attend to, and I can easily distinguish between what's more important. Besides, a gentleman's revenge is never too late. I will avenge this humiliation sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian thought to himself, "To endure what others cannot endure, and ultimately to achieve what others cannot achieve—this truly has the spirit of my Uncle-Master Jiang Ziya!" However, he then wondered, "Could it be that he's really afraid of those bullies and is deliberately using these words to justify his cowardice?" He then decided to test him again.

He took off his boots and threw them off the bridge. "Since you're so tolerant, then fetch my shoes back for me! Otherwise, I'll sit here on the bridge and won't let you cross!"

Zhang Liang hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Old man, please sit down. I'll go get the shoes right away!"

He turned and walked down the bridge, retrieved the shoes, wiped them clean with his sleeve, and put them on Yang Jian. Then he said, "Old man, is everything alright now? I'm going back!" With that, he walked past Yang Jian and strode away.

Yang Jian was stunned. He thought to himself that Zhang Liang truly had the spirit of Jiang Ziya. If he had only endured the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs because he was afraid of those bullies, then he naturally had no reason to tolerate this frail old man he had transformed into. Thinking of this, he called out loudly, "Zhang Liang, wait!"

Zhang Liang stopped and turned around, asking, "Old man, is there anything else?"

Yang Jian thought to himself that although Zhang Liang was skilled in both literature and martial arts, he couldn't accomplish anything great with his current abilities. He happened to have two volumes of the Heavenly Secrets Military Manual, bestowed upon him by the Jade Emperor when he was Marshal Tianpeng, and he wanted to give them to Zhang Liang so he could study them.

"If you come here to see me at dawn tomorrow, I will give you a priceless treasure! It will surely be useful for your future great endeavors!" Yang Jian said.

Seeing that the old man was no ordinary person, and that his conversation had given him an air of otherworldly wisdom, Zhang Liang, recognizing him as the reincarnation of Jiang Ziya, felt a certain familiarity with immortals. He immediately agreed, "Thank you, sir, I will definitely come tomorrow!"

Yang Jian nodded, "Very well, but I have one more condition: you must arrive before me before I will impart that supreme treasure to you!"

Zhang Liang respectfully replied, "Please rest assured, sir, I, Zhang Liang, will never break my promise!" He then added, "I have urgent business to attend to, so I must take my leave!"

Watching Zhang Liang turn and leave, Yang Jian thought to himself, "Jiang Ziya's uncle is no ordinary person; this reincarnation is certainly not unknown."

For two days in a row, Yang Jian used the excuse that he had arrived before Zhang Liang to send him away. It wasn't until the third day, when Zhang Liang simply stood at the bridgehead and didn't go home, that Yang Jian finally imparted the two scrolls of heavenly military strategy to him.

As for Zhang Liang's later assistance to Liu Bang in establishing the Han Dynasty, and his subsequent appointment as prime minister, we will leave that aside for now. Let's talk about how Yang Jian passed on his military strategy to Zhang Liang. After Zhang Liang left, Yang Jian prepared to search for Duo Mei and the others again, but suddenly he saw a figure flash across the bridge. A young man, tall and slender, stood before him.

Chapter 344 A New Beginning (The Finale)

"Who are you?" Yang Jian asked, staring intently at the tall, slender young man before him.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "I am Yin San, General Yang Jian. How have you been?"

Yang Jian was taken aback, carefully examined Yin San, and suddenly laughed, saying, "It's truly a case of 'searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly!' Brother San, I've been looking for you for a long time. What are you doing here?"

Yin San said, "Actually, I've been watching you for a long time. If I'm not mistaken, the Zhang Liang who just left is the reincarnation of my senior uncle Jiang Ziya, isn't he?"

Yang Jian nodded, sighed slightly, and said, "Thousands of gods and Buddhas reincarnate and rebuild, the pillar of heaven collapses, the celestial curtain cracks, a great calamity befalls the heavenly realm." "So tragic, but it's finally almost over!"

Yin San stared at Yang Jian, pondered for a moment, and said, "General Yang, where is Brother Ge?"

Yang Jian sighed deeply and said solemnly, "Little San, actually, I'm looking for you precisely because of Brother Ge. According to the Goddess Nuwa, he has already been reincarnated in the human world two thousand years later. The Goddess Nuwa instructed me to inform you and Duo Mei and the others that you can be reincarnated with him!"

Yin San didn't speak, his cold and stern face expressionless. After a long while, he slowly shook his head and said, "General Yang, I will not be reincarnated. There is nothing left for me to cherish in this world."

"You mean...?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.

Yin San smiled calmly, "I will travel to two thousand years later to protect my master and the mistresses."

Yang Jian was greatly surprised. He glanced at Yin San again before saying, "Little San, don't you know that time travel involves enduring the Heavenly Wind Tribulation?"

Yin San smiled again, "What's the Heavenly Wind Tribulation?"

Yang Jian began to admire Yin San from the bottom of his heart. He was indeed a person of utmost loyalty and righteousness. Thinking of Ge Xiaoyao, wasn't he the same? He thought for a moment and said, "Only a Great Luo Golden Immortal can travel through the Heavenly Wind Tribulation completely. If an ordinary immortal were to try to overcome it, not only would their magical power be halved, but they would also probably have to shed a layer of skin. Little San, are you really sure?"

Yin San nodded.

Yang Jian also nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Alright, since you are so determined, I won't stop you. Do you know where Duo Mei and the others are now? I still need to convey the decree of Goddess Nuwa to them!"

Yin San said, "At the top of Kunlun Peak, at the bottom of Dragon Immortal Lake."

Yang Jian glanced at Yin San again, clasped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you!" Then he turned and left.

He took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned back, took out a glittering object from his robes, and tossed it to Yin San, saying, "Carry this with you when you traverse the trials of Heavenly Wind; it might lessen your suffering!"

"Thank you!" Yin San caught the glittering object and watched Yang Jian depart.

It was a round disc gleaming with golden light, engraved with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the Five Elements, and a lifelike dragon and phoenix—clearly a celestial treasure.

Yin San examined it repeatedly. Then, Yang Jian's voice drifted from afar: "This is a celestial treasure, the Spiritual Cloud Dragon and Phoenix Heart-Protecting Mirror. When you need it, simply call out three times, 'Divine Dragon and Divine Phoenix, protect my Jade Emperor,' and it will be ready!"

Yin San nodded, placed the Spiritual Cloud Dragon and Phoenix Heart-Protecting Mirror in his robes, and vanished without a trace, his figure flashing eastward.

Legend has it that in the Eastern Taiyue Mountains lies the Heavenly Wind Ancient Cave, a passage through time and space.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, at the bottom of Dragon Immortal Lake...

Yang Jian walked to the giant stele inscribed with "True Abode of the Immortal Physician" and stood quietly.

The Water Demon Dragon Eagle lay there, hissing blood mist from its nostrils, its giant golden eyes fixed on Yang Jian.

Three black figures rushed out of the True Abode of the Immortal Physician and arrived before Yang Jian. The leader, a man with a full black beard, respectfully said, "High God, we have informed the Mistress, and they will come out to greet you soon!"

These three burly men were the three black fish demons that Ge Xiaoyao had subdued. As soon as Yang Jian arrived at Dragon Immortal Lake, they discovered him. After a battle, they learned that Yang Jian was Ge Xiaoyao's celestial brother, and thus hurriedly entered the abode to report.

As soon as the black fish demons finished speaking, a clear and melodious voice called out, "General Yang Jian, please come in quickly!"

Five beautiful women gracefully walked out of the True Abode of the Immortal Physician, the leader of whom was none other than the Kunlun Fairy, Duo Mei.

"Sister-in-law!" Yang Jian said respectfully, and walked into the mansion with Duo Mei and the others.

After entering and taking their seats, fragrant tea was served.

"I wonder why General Yang has come to my Immortal Physician's Abode?" Duo Mei asked.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Today, I have been sent by the Great Goddess Nuwa to deliver some good news to you, Sister-in-law!"

"Good news?" Duo Mei and the others were all taken aback. "Could it be that Brother Ge is coming back?"

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Brother Ge and Sister-in-law Chu Yu have been reincarnated two thousand years later in the human world. The Great Goddess Nuwa sent me to inform you all to prepare for your reincarnation and reunite with Brother Ge."

Duo Mei and the others were overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Really?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Of course it's true. Time is of the essence. A slight difference in the timing of reincarnation could mean a hundred years' difference. Please, all of you, set off as soon as possible."

"Alright! We'll prepare immediately. Thank you, General Yang Jian!" Duo Mei said gratefully.

Yang Jian said, "Sister-in-law, there's no need for such formalities! Since I already know about this, I must take my leave!" He stood up. After seeing

Yang Jian off, Duo Mei and the others were overjoyed. Duo Mei immediately summoned all the dragon immortals in the Immortal Physician's Mansion to arrange their reincarnations. The Black-Faced Dragon Immortal, grateful for Ge Xiaoyao's kindness, did not wish to reincarnate, wanting to spend his life guarding the Immortal Physician's Mansion. The three black fish spirits also decided to stay at Dragon Immortal Lake to guard the mansion for Ge Xiaoyao.

Duo Mei and the others did not insist, and went straight to the snow-capped peak of Kunlun, gazing at the azure sky as they were to be reincarnated.

Years passed, time flowed, and two thousand years later.

A certain academy in the south was a nationally renowned aristocratic school.

Before the tall, magnificent, and modern school gate, a black, luxurious, extended limousine screeched to a halt.

The gatekeeper's eyes lit up; instead of using the automatic door-opening button in the guardhouse, he eagerly came out and manually opened the door as a sign of respect.

That was a luxury sedan specially commissioned by a top automobile manufacturer in a certain country with cutting-edge automotive technology; it was the only one of its kind in the world.

The driver, dressed in a black suit and wearing sunglasses, quickly got out of the car and respectfully opened the door. His nimble and efficient movements showed he was a highly trained expert.

A shiny leather shoe stepped out of the car, and a young man with ordinary features, wearing a plain black school uniform, and a slightly mature smile on his face, stepped out.

He smiled and nodded to the gatekeeper, saying, "Thank you!"

The gatekeeper, flattered and surprised, stammered, "Young Master Ge, please come in..."

The young man frowned and said, "Don't call me Young Master Ge!"

The gatekeeper realized his mistake and quickly added, "Oh, yes, Young Master Ge..."

The young man sighed softly, shook his head slightly, smiled helplessly, and walked into the campus.

He had just stepped into the school gate when five or six sports cars screeched to a halt outside. Six stunningly beautiful, stylish women jumped out, beckoning the gatekeeper not to close the gate while shouting, "Ge Xiaoyao..." and rushing inside.

The gatekeeper sniffed the lingering fragrance in the air and shook his head helplessly.

In the distance, Ge Xiaoyao let out a startled scream. Panting,

Ge Xiaoyao ran into the teaching building, finally shaking off the pursuit of his beautiful classmates, Ling Lei, after many twists and turns, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Looking back and seeing that they weren't chasing him, he thought to himself, "Why are these people like this? Don't they get tired of chasing me like this every day?"

He shook his head helplessly, but suddenly realized he had run past the classroom. The bell for class had already rung, and he thought to himself, "Oh no!" He hurriedly turned back and ran again.

"Ouch..." A soft, terrified scream rang out as Ge Xiaoyao felt himself bump into something soft.

"I'm sorry, teacher!" Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly said.

In his panic, he had bumped into a young female teacher.

"Oh, it's alright... Go to class!" The female teacher bent down to pick up the scattered textbooks.

Ge Xiaoyao felt a little embarrassed and bent down to help the teacher pick them up. Only then did he notice that although the female teacher was only wearing ordinary business attire, she exuded a breathtaking beauty.

"Teacher, are you new here?" Ge Xiaoyao asked casually, because he had never seen her before.

"Yes! My name is Duomei!" the female teacher replied.

"Duomei?" Ge Xiaoyao murmured, he suddenly felt that the name was very familiar.

At this moment, Duomei had already picked up the scattered textbooks, smiled gently and said, "I have to go to class! Goodbye!" After saying that, she glanced at Ge Xiaoyao, but her gaze fell on his name tag.

"Your name is Ge Xiaoyao?" Duomei said in surprise.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded. "What's wrong, teacher?"

Duo Mei blushed, but quickly shook her head, saying, "Oh, nothing. You should go to class!"

Ge Xiaoyao sighed inwardly. He began to regret researching superpowers at fifteen and obtaining thirteen invention patents, making him a billionaire. Now everyone in the world knew his name.

"Hey! Ge Xiaoyao..." Duo Mei suddenly turned around.

"What is it?"

"Do you know where Class 302 is?"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled. "I'm from Class 302. Come with me!"

"Hehe..." Duo Mei let out a melodious laugh, following Ge Xiaoyao, and said, "I'm the new Chinese teacher for Class 302."

When Ge Xiaoyao and the beautiful teacher walked into the classroom together, the whole class gaped, their mouths seemingly filled with shock.

Ge Xiaoyao ignored them, silently sitting down at his desk and casually opening his e-textbook. There were still two minutes before class officially started, so he wanted to quickly browse today's news. His e-textbook also had internet access, allowing him to receive news from around the world anytime, anywhere.

A photo suddenly appeared on the e-textbook. The photo showed a corpse, its body perfectly intact. Below the photo was a news summary: "Another bizarre death in S City, the cause of death unknown, experts suspect..."

Ge Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat. He quickly zoomed in on the photo, his gaze falling on the corpse's neck. Sure enough, he found two extremely subtle bloodstains on the neck.

Ge Xiaoyao frowned slightly, brought up a dialog box on the e-textbook, and typed: "Xiao San, any news about the vampire Yosa?"

At this moment, Duo Mei, standing on the podium, spoke gently, "Hello students, I am your new Chinese teacher, my name is Duo Mei... Now, please turn to page 150."

A soft laugh came from the back of the OCR practice classroom.

Ge Xiaoyao turned around and glanced at his beautiful classmates Chu Yu, Ling Lei, Yu Lu, as well as Long Tianxin and Hu Tianxin, all smiling and gazing at him with indifferent affection.

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