Chapter 4629: Gui Xing

Judging from the divine envoy’s tone, it was not targeting Lu Yin because he was a human, but rather because of the Immortal Lord’s power of growth.

The overall strength of the natives within the Divine Palace’s region was not very high. There were realms and numbers, but in terms of individual combat power, the creatures here were greatly inferior to those of the region that Lu Yin had come from.

If the Immortal Lord entered the Divine Palace, they would very likely end up as second only to the lord of the Divine Palace. It was not surprising that Shuang Luo had set its sights on the Immortal Lord’s power.

After leaving the Divine Palace, Yan Gong went to find Qian Ling. Then, as Lu Yin watched on in surprise, Yan Gong traveled across outer space, charging straight at Gong Xia.

“Gong Xia, get out here!” The creature’s voice rang out in every direction, and even some who were inside the Divine Palace looked out.

Lu Yin had not expected Yan Gong to be so ostentatious. Even Yan Zhong was stunned.

A voice rang out. “Yan Gong, have you lost your mind?”

“Gong Xia, you dared to scheme against me and tried to kill my son! You think you are qualified? Today, I will kill you!”

“What nonsense is this?”

“Qian Ling is here to testify. You will die today!”

With that, a fight erupted. One creature after another stepped out to watch the battle from afar. Some were surprised, some grew excited, some were uneasy, but even more waited to see the Divine Palace’s reaction.

Although the Divine Palace did not forbid members from killing one another, Yan Gong was being far too blatant. Gong Xia also had a divine envoy supporting it.

Lu Yin stared at the vast cosmos that stretched out beyond the Divine Palace. There were quite a few megaverses within sight. They probably had not naturally appeared, but had rather been dragged over.

After all, the Grand Clarity ruins had consisted of four connected megaverses. It was not surprising that the Divine Palace was capable of doing something similar.

Those megaverses all contained a great many gods, far more than the megaverse where the Trio had ended up.

After all, various megaverses from across a vast range had been gathered in this one region, and they had also been granted a unified cultivation model. It was not surprising that there were so many powerful beings here.

Gong Xia let out a cry of pain, horrified at a sudden realization. “The power of Origin? How were you actually able to cultivate Origin? Impossible!”

Yan Gong sneered, “You used my son’s life to pressure me, wanting to make it impossible for me to break through and comprehend Origin. If my son had died, I truly would not have been able to break through. But he did not die. That mental state, of having survived a desperate situation, allowed me to immediately break through. This is fate! Gong Xia, die!”

“Yan Gong, don’t kill me! This is the Divine Palace. You can’t kill me! I have a divine envoy behind me! Yan Gong…”

Yan Gong completely ignored the protests and simply erased Gong Xia from existence.

From beginning to end, no one stepped forward to stop him. Just as Divine Envoy Shuang Luo had said, Qian Ling was proof of Gong Xia’s involvement, so Yan Gong was perfectly justified in seeking revenge. Unless Yan Gong himself was incapable of defeating Gong Xia, no one would try to stop him, not even the divine envoys.

A spatter of blood scattered across the cosmos.

Yan Gong heaved, trying to catch his breath.

Around him, many beings bowed. “Congratulations to High God Yan Gong on advancing to become an Origin Realm god.”

“Congratulations, High God Yan Gong.”

“Congratulations, High God Yan Gong…”

Yan Gong let out a satisfied breath, took a step forward, and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already right in front of Lu Yin and Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong was extremely excited. “Father, you broke through?”

Yan Gong’s laughter rang out. “If I had not broken through, how could I have killed Gong Xia so openly? Do you think that it is easy to make the divine envoy behind Gong Xia hold back?”

Yan Zhong was thrilled. “This is wonderful! Ever since Uncle disappeared, we have constantly lived under suppression. With your breakthrough, Father, can you also become one of the Divine Palace’s Sequences?”

“Congratulations, Senior,” Lu Yin spoke up at the appropriate moment.

Yan Gong shook his head. “That is not so easy. Cultivating the power of Origin does not automatically qualify one to enter the Divine Palace’s Sequences. The Divine Palace has its own method of competition. Besides, I do not want to become the Seventh Sequence.”

“I thought that reaching Origin was enough,” Yan Zhong commented, sounding disappointed.

Lu Yin had not expected that further competition was still necessary. According to all the gods that he had Possessed, common knowledge dictated that once one cultivated the power of Origin, they would join the Divine Palace’s sequences.

It seemed that the lower ranked gods did not truly understand the Divine Palace.

Yan Gong smiled. “Do not worry. Before long, your father will definitely join the Divine Palace’s sequences. Back then, your uncle left me a few hidden cards, and now, they can finally be used. I do not have to become the Seventh Sequence. I can become the Sixth, or even higher.”

Yan Zhong grew excited once again. “That’s wonderful! As long as you join the sequences, Father, we will have nothing to worry about anymore. The Divine Palace does not forbid members from killing each other, but the Divine Palace’s sequences are different. Those below cannot offend those above. The sequences enjoy absolute protection.”

Yan Gong smiled, nodded, and then turned to Lu Yin. “I will send you to the battlefield. This step is necessary, but given your strength, as long as you do not move to a higher-level region of the battlefield, you will not face any problems. You will be able to return quite soon. When you do, I will find a territory for you where you can focus on cultivating. I believe that you will soon become a Void Realm god. With you and me joining hands in the Divine Palace, we will not need to fear any powerful enemy.”

Lu Yin bowed. “I will have to trouble you, Senior.”

Yan Gong smiled. “If the Third Sequence can return, then in this Divine Palace, we will have much more of a say. Unfortunately, who knows how long we will have to wait for?”

Yan Zhong hesitantly asked, “Father, Uncle isn’t dead, right?”

Yan Gong’s voice dropped low. “Definitely not.”

***

A vast stretch of land lay beneath a dim sky. It was extremely vast, and up above, the stars had gathered to form a river. It was a very beautiful sight.

However, beyond that beauty, there was far too much bloodshed and death.

This was the battlefield. Lu Yin did not know where it lay. He only knew that he had been directly transported here from the Divine Palace by a battlefield altar. Perhaps because the distance was too great, but right when he was being transferred, he had vaguely seen the River of Aeons flowing.

Although these altars were not quite as convenient as Obscura’s gates, there was not much of a difference. He simply did not know how they were built.

In regards to this, his former region of the Aevum Inch was far too lacking. There was simply no way to connect to places that were even slightly distant from each other.

After being transported by the altar, some creatures guided Lu Yin to the battlefield. It took him a day to arrive. As soon as he did, he was ambushed. Three enemy Dukkhans surrounded him and attacked. They had not cultivated according to the Divine Palace’s system, and they were also very weak. Lu Yin easily eliminated all of them.

To leave the battlefield, one was required to kill ten enemies at the same cultivation level.

This requirement was neither high nor low. For creatures who had barely managed to become Dukkans, this task was nearly impossible to accomplish, but for those who were exceptionally talented, it was as easy as cutting fruit and vegetables.

Lu Yin did not need to kill beings who were at the same level as Return Realm gods. Rather, he needed to find a Void combat god so that he could learn the cultivation method for Void. Ideally, he would simply find an Origin Realm god and learn the cultivation method for Origin, directly skipping the intermediary step. However, there were almost no Origin Realm gods on this battlefield.

He peered into the distance. Given how far his vision reached, he could survey the entire battlefield. After all, this was merely a battlefield for Dukkhans, so it could not be overly large, whereas the Mirrorlight Art allowed Lu Yin to see across a distance that even an Immortal would need 200 years to traverse.

Found one. Lu Yin started walking towards his chosen target.

As he traveled, he encountered several beings that belonged to the Divine Palace. Only one was a Return Realm god, while the others were all Ortusers.

Most of the cultivators on this battlefield had weak cultivations. The different regions only represented the approximate strength of the strongest beings on that particular battlefield.

For where Lu Yin had been sent, the strongest were likely equal to Return Realm gods. The farther he went in the direction he was traveling, the stronger the stronger the cultivators.

By the time he arrived at a battlefield where Void Realm gods fought, he had already completed his battlefield assignment of killing ten with the strength of Return Realm gods. He could leave the battlefield at any time.

His task had been far too easy.

He continued to walk across the battlefield without any need for caution.

Some time later, Lu Yin saw two creatures fighting each other. They were clearly at the level of Void Realm gods.

After watching for a while, he left. So that’s what the power of Void is.

In that case, next was the power of Origin.

The power of Origin placed a much greater emphasis on one’s state of mind. According to Yan Zhong, it was a shortcut to an Immortal breakthrough because it was extremely difficult for any creature to overcome Dukkha and enter the Immortal realm. The power of Origin could be considered a transitional phase.

It reminded Lu Yin of Jiang Feng. It was possible to take a shortcut, but the consequences also had to be borne by the individual themself. Not everyone had the courage to start over the way that Uncle Jiang had.

Especially since the cosmic law that Uncle Jiang had comprehended upon becoming an Immortal was not at all weak.

Not long after, Lu Yin suddenly stopped moving. He stared at a distant figure in a bit of a daze that was slowly walking. Is that a turtle? A bipedal turtle?

Not too far away, there was a turtle that was fully two meters tall. It was holding a wooden staff and slowly hobbling along. As it walked, it stared at the ground, as if searching for something. It did not notice that Lu Yin had arrived nearby.

Lu Yin stared at the turtle for a while. After considering things for a bit, he decided to walk over.

That was because the moment he laid eyes on the turtle, he had also felt a sense of nervousness that had caused his heart to start pounding. If his true body had not already broken through to the Immortal realm, he would not have been so sensitive.

In other words, even if his true body had stood before this turtle as an Aberrant, it was very likely that he would not have sensed anything special about this turtle.

And that was precisely what made it so special. This turtle was definitely an Immortal.

It held its wooden staff and repeatedly tapped the ground with it. The turtle listened for a while, took another two steps, and then continued tapping the ground.

Lu Yin slowly approached and stopped a short distance away from the turtle. At this point, it turned around and saw him. It was even wearing a hat on its head, which was rather comical looking.

The turtle stared at Lu Yin with its two small eyes, and Lu Yin met its gaze. For a while, neither spoke.

After several breaths passed, the turtle finally asked, “What are you doing?”

Lu Yin was confused. “?”

“Kneel?” the turtle spoke again.

Lu Yin’s eyes flickered. Still within the mist, he shook his head. This turtle could see him through the mist.

It blinked. “Then how about I kneel to you instead?”

As soon as it finished asking that question, the turtle suddenly turned to look to its right. Lu Yin turned his head at the same time. An Immortal was approaching.

The turtle looked back at Lu Yin. “Where are you from?”

“The Divine Palace,” Lu Yin replied.

“Nonsense. Which Divine Palace?”

“I do not know.”

“How many divine envoys are there?”

“Thirteen.”

“Then you are from ours. You, go.”

Lu Yin stared blankly at the turtle and then glanced at the approaching Immortal in the distance. “Me?”

The turtle rolled its eyes. “If not you, then should it be me? Do you not know who I am?”

Lu Yin shook his head. “Who are you?”

“One of the thirteen divine envoys, Gui Xing. The power of Return that you cultivate was passed down by me,” the turtle explained. It continued to stare at Lu Yin. “Show me your power of Return. How else am I supposed to know that you are really one of ours?”

Before Lu Yin could use the power of Return, space was suddenly split asunder. A sharp spike instantly arrived from the distance, aimed straight for Lu Yin and the turtle.

The turtle let out a strange cry and pulled its entire body into its shell. “Kid, I’ll leave this to you!”

With that, the turtle shell abruptly spun, flying into the distance at a shockingly fast speed.

Lu Yin looked at the spike that had just split the battlefield. “You really think highly of me…”

Even as he spoke, he turned to the side, dodging the attack.

The spike swept by him and sliced into the distance, cutting space apart.

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