Chapter 1 An Encounter

Up and down,
One man, one bird.
Gazing at each other from afar, as if for eternity.

Only after a long while did Sa Wuling retract his gaze, slowly close his eyes, and sigh, "Is this ‘Saint’?"

...

*Liii!*

At the end of the complex and mixed messages was a long cry that seemed to be able to obliterate even time and space.

In his last glimpse, An Qisheng only saw a giant bird with wings that blotted out the sky, seemingly able to support the entire human realm, carrying endless divine light towards a dark and unknowable place.

Immediately afterward, all the images collapsed and shattered.

Bang!

Along with them disappeared the Yuanshen imprint of the Night-Traveling God.

"Hoo..."

In the mountain forest, An Qisheng swayed slightly. The small porcupine he held in his palm had lost its vitality and was as limp as mud.

"Phoenix? Or..."

An Qisheng frowned. During the process of entering the Grand Dream, he couldn't enter other worlds a second time, at least not at this moment.

The message that Sa Wuling wanted to convey seemed to be distorted by an invisible force, and 90% of it was blurred and distorted.

But he still captured a very important point.

Sa Wuling's figure was present in the ‘Phoenix Subjugation of Heaven’ battle tens of thousands of years ago in the Earth Immortal Dao. Whether he was a friend or foe seemed to be clarified.

"Although the Phoenix is a divine beast conceived when this world was created, it is impossible for it to defeat the entire Earth Immortal Dao and even the Huang Tian Realm with its own power..."

An Qisheng's heart trembled slightly, but he was reminded of a scene he had glimpsed in the Myriad Yang Realm.

Was that battle in the dark chaos outside the Huang Tian Realm still undecided?

Thoughts rose and fell, as if there were thousands of thoughts, but there was no way to grasp them.

He didn't believe that Sa Wuling would play riddles with him. The only possibility was that even he couldn't convey what he really wanted to say and could only give him some hints through the side.

Thinking about the broken inheritance of the Earth Immortal Realm and the elusive history, his heart became even more solemn.

What kind of power could erase what had happened so cleanly without destroying the world?

Thousands of thoughts surged, and An Qisheng seemed to have gained something, but more doubts arose.

Sa Wuling repeatedly said that 'time is running out', which made him thoughtful.

Did this time refer to the damage the 'Phoenix Subjugation of Heaven' battle had caused to the Huang Tian Realm, or...?

"Perhaps, I need to find other Yuanshen fragments to understand."

An Qisheng didn't think too much about it, and he extinguished thousands of thoughts in one breath.

His goal remained unchanged. He still had to find his Yuanshen fragments. The more urgent the time was, the less hurried he could be.

Hoo...

He strode forward against the wind and quickly disappeared into the mountain forest.

Without taking spiritual energy or accepting incense, relying only on a Bodhi seed, An Qisheng's body could not be said to be very powerful at this time.

But his realm was profound. Even with many constraints, he was not comparable to ordinary people.

As his footsteps rose and fell, he seemed to be able to borrow strength from heaven and earth. Walking like flying was not enough to describe it. He had crossed mountains with a few ups and downs.

Even the spirits and monsters that occasionally appeared in the mountain forest could not find his trace.

...

Heaven has nine levels, six of which are Heaven, and three of which are Outer Heaven.

The extreme of Heaven is six. Above the six layers of the sky, there are six great suns suspended in the air, illuminating the light. These great suns are burning fiercely, and their color is dark gold, with extremely terrifying light and heat.

In the heavy sky that can accommodate thousands of stars, there is nothing else. No exotic material can exist.

Surrounding the great suns is a pure flame world formed by the condensation of the astral winds stirred up by intense burning and the fire emanating from the great suns.

All six great suns are like this, without exception.

Once, countless flame elves lived in these six flame worlds, including Golden Crows, Fire Dragons, Fire Birds, Fire Phoenixes, Fire Kirins, and so on.

But now, the flames exist, but they are empty. The scattered fire seems monotonous and lonely.

"Ah!!!"

At a certain moment, a shocking roar resounded in this flame world, which had been silent for tens of thousands of years.

The flames surged and exploded into layers of fireworks.

"Who destroyed my incarnation?!"

In the angry and painful roar, the boiling flames seemed to be swallowed by a giant beast, with a moment of dimness.

"The Emperor severed the heavens. How could there be such an existence in the human world?"

In the rolling firelight, the Night-Traveling God opened his eyes, swept across the myriad worlds, and stared at Linxi City on the eastern coast of the Eastern Victory Continent.

Unfortunately, he gained nothing.

After a few moments, his eyes dimmed, and the voice of the Night-Traveling God was momentarily weak, "I can't find it, how can I not find it?!"

He was furious and wary.

Since the Emperor severed the heavens, in the tens of thousands of years since, not to mention the existence of beings comparable to immortals and gods in the mortal world, even creatures in the Golden Elixir Ninth Revolution Realm are rarely seen.

The fleeting Nether Palace was also suppressed and killed. Where did this variable come from?

"No matter who you are, destroying my incarnation is a crime that can never be forgiven!"

The Night-Traveling God's anger was difficult to quell. The old wounds that were provoked almost ruined his cultivation over the years and almost drove him into a demon.

This was more unbearable than the destruction of his incarnation.

Buzz

As his mind moved, a phantom absorbed the essence of the flames, turned from virtual to real, and recondensed an incarnation.

But this incarnation was a little flickering and unstable. It only lasted for a few moments before it shattered.

"Damn it!"

The Night-Traveling God's heart was bleeding. He had no choice but to give up his incarnation and instead dispersed a Yuanshen, which swept out of this flame world.

It pierced through the heavy astral winds and went straight into the dark and unknowable place.

...

Leaving Linxi City was like coming to two worlds.

The laws of Linxi City are strict. Although it cannot be said to be rich, it can be said to be well-fed and well-clothed.

But within Linxi City, there are differences.

The city is still acceptable, but the villages scattered all over the place are really a bit bleak.

The spiritual energy of the Earth Immortal Dao is better than that of the Myriad Yang Realm. The growth of grass, trees, and spiritual plants is extremely fast, and the products can be said to be extremely rich. It should be a place where people can live and work in peace and contentment.

Unfortunately, poverty has never had much to do with rich resources.

Villages are not as good as cities, and this is not unique to the Earth Immortal Dao.

There is no idle land in the four seas, and farmers still starve to death.

Bang!

An Qisheng flicked his finger, and a pebble made an explosive sound, killing a wolf demon in the snow.

The hot wolf blood wet the snow.

Several farmers who were fleeing stopped in place. When they saw An Qisheng walking towards them, their bodies trembled and shook non-stop.

"Wolf skin can be used to keep warm, and wolf meat can be used to fill the stomach. It would be a waste to throw it away."

An Qisheng glanced at the farmers and motioned for them to take the wolf corpse.

The farmers were first in disbelief, and then knelt in the snow and kowtowed repeatedly. Seeing that he did not regret it, they worked together to lift the wolf corpse.

After taking a few steps, an older farmer spoke, "Sir, our town is not far ahead. You, you should come with us. There is no one for thousands of miles ahead..."

"Alright."

An Qisheng wanted to refuse, but after sensing something, he nodded in agreement.

He saw the farmers' poverty. It was the same all the way.

Those who could barely fill their stomachs were already good, but more people were thin and numb, listless all day long, shuttling through the farmland and mines like walking corpses.

Compared to other places, the Nanhua Dao was already good.

Because over the past ten years, Qiao Moke had led his army to run and kill countless demons and monsters within the entire Nanhua Dao.

The reason why there was no one for thousands of miles ahead was naturally because it was outside the Nanhua Dao.

There, there are demons.

And not comparable to this wolf demon that had just become a spirit.

The Nanhua Dao was not necessarily good, but they had no better choice.

Wolves do not travel alone, and wolf demons do not travel alone. An Qisheng understood this truth, and these scavenging farmers certainly knew it.

They carried their harvest, carrying the wolf corpse. Although their bodies were tired, they were in a very excited mood.

The corpse of a demon wolf could be exchanged for three years of food for their five families and twenty people. For them, it was a windfall.

An Qisheng did not help. He could help people in need, but there was no need to take care of everything and feed them the food.

He said it was not far, but in fact, it took most of the day. Fortunately, the people in this world had more or less spiritual energy in their bodies. These farmers looked thin, but they persisted for most of the day.

Near dusk, they arrived at the town they mentioned.

Da Qing Town, which was called a town, was mostly a gathering place for nearby villages to keep warm. The wooden wall was no more than three *zhang* high and no more than three *chi* thick.

However, there were many people, and the popularity could even be said to be boiling.

From a distance, they could already hear the noise inside. When they walked in, they could see people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder.

"This is our Da Qing Town's annual market. Sir, you can take a look around."

The farmers put down the wolf corpse and were not as afraid as before.

After bidding farewell to the farmers, An Qisheng walked into the market. The crowd was crowded, and he didn't care much. He casually looked at some of the vendors on both sides.

They were nothing more than some specialties from various villages, scattered minerals, unknown jerky, and occasionally a few spiritual grasses with spiritual energy.

Of course, the spiritual grass was snatched away as soon as it appeared.

The same treatment was given to the wolf corpse of several farmers. There was no difference between demons and spirits for ordinary people.

Even the wolf corpse was more expensive, after all, meat tasted better than grass, even if it was sour and fishy, what did it matter?

There were many people in the town, but the place was not big. There was only one restaurant, but there was a whole street of tea houses.

An Qisheng walked through the street and entered a tea house in the corner.

The tea house was not big, and there were many tables and chairs, but because of the location, there were not many people, and most of the places were empty.

An Qisheng casually ordered a cup of tea and sat directly in the corner.

There was someone at the table. It was a middle-aged man in plain yellow clothes, with a dignified demeanor. His aura and dress seemed out of place here, but no one noticed his strangeness.

*Pa ta*

The middle-aged man put down his teacup and glanced at An Qisheng indifferently. There seemed to be waves surging in his dark yellow pupils:

"You are not human, but you killed a wolf and gave the corpse to others, which really makes me a little confused."

"Life is greater than death."

An Qisheng looked calm: "And how do you see that I am not human?"

"Hmm?"

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and his face suddenly turned cold. He uttered two words coldly, already as cold as frost:

"Demon traitor!"