Chapter 1520: Chapter 1524: Dragon Gate Microcosm
Once, I received the gift of the Nomadic Giant Divine Tree and learned the true aning of the existence of the Ghost Mark Star. But the Ghost Mark Star has repeatedly beco a puppet for those descendants; inferior only to the creation by Pangu—Nuwa, the progenitor of the Human Race. It is one of the oldest gods, revered within the Dragon Spirit by the world, and a deity once worshipped by the weak and primitive Human Race a million years ago as the Earth Mother…
Now, its consciousness is muddled, its wisdom vanished, leaving only a vast ancestral shell and an instinct for existence. Yet, it still has not escaped the fate of being exploited and enslaved!
Zhu Minglang tightly grasped the Red Crystal Sword. He understood why he so loathed Ji Yuanye, and why he could not forgive the Soul Flag Master!
If even the Mother Earth could be trampled and desecrated, then the existence of beings and beings has no aning!
Red Sun Sword, Vermilion Bird!
The cosmos transford into a vast furnace, flas burned the heavens, and the sword’s brilliance beca the only divine beam in this world!
In the eyes of the world, day and night rapidly alternated. It wasn’t that the sky truly darkened, nor did it suddenly brighten; instead, Zhu Minglang’s sword flas had overshadowed the heavenly glow. The original daylight seed like a dim night, while when Zhu Minglang unleashed the Red Sun Sword, the sky light flared magnificently!!
Zhu Minglang ascended to Cloud Heaven, transforming into the ancient Vermilion Bird, equally crimson, colliding with the red Ghost Mark Star!
Zhu Minglang did not wish to add any pain to the Ghost Mark Star. He would not strike down its world-destroying claws, nor sever its head. He did not want to harm the Ghost Mark Star in the slightest. He only wanted to pierce its fiery heart with this strike!
The heart of the Ghost Mark Star was equally scarred, long weary, yet still maintaining its beat for ancient beliefs.
It’s ti to rest.
Zhu Minglang felt the Ghost Mark Star needed true eternal rest, not just its shell collapsing while its spirit continued enslavent.
Zhu Minglang’s greatest rcy was to be fierce enough with his sword, allowing the Ghost Mark Star to perish instantly!
The eyes of the Ghost Mark Star gazed at Zhu Minglang, and in that split second, it seed to sense the bond between them. This ancient divine empathy allowed Zhu Minglang to even capture a hint of guilt.
Zhu Minglang felt the Ghost Mark Star’s tinge of guilt; those old, revolving eyes seed to say sorry to Zhu Minglang, an apology for trampling the North Dipper God State into that state!
“Lift your claw!!!”
“Lift your claw!!!!”
Ji Yuanye roared madly.
Even the Ancestral Dragon like Fla of Nine Yins could not resist Ji Yuanye’s orders one bit, but this Earth Dragon still retained a shred of its nature amidst such desperation.
It did not lift its claw. It could defend, or at least use its world-destroying claw to counteract Zhu Minglang’s heart-penetrating Sword Power. Yet the Ghost Mark Star didn’t make this defensive move!
The more Zhu Minglang sympathized with the Ghost Mark Star, the more he focused his power on the sword’s sharp tip!
The Soul Flag Master could not only transform Dragon Spirits into Dragon Banners but also living humans.
When one day the Soul Flag Master controls human slave souls to kill their dearest kin, no matter who kills whom, the pain is indescribable, distorting a person’s fundantal beliefs!
At this mont, Zhu Minglang already sensed the horror of the Soul Flag. He wished to open a clean starry sky, allowing the Ghost Mark Star to roam in the stars without any erosion, quietly guarding the various beings residing on it, as tis change, and life persists…
In fact, the current vast and magnificent Nine Heavens Wilderness has evolved from one such Earth Dragon, Li Chuan, Supre Court, Tianshu, North Dipper, Corner Constellation, Jun Tian, Nine Wilderness…
How did it beco this chaotic, fragnted, and unbounded state!
The gods always ntion the Heavenly Vastness.
Yet in reality, every deity does not wish for true Heavenly Vastness.
So when they see soone with the potential to beco the Azure God, they interrupt without hesitation, transforming into these Soul Mountains of divine punishnt before one’s eyes!
A sword strikes through, aid at the heart!
This crimson star heart ceased its beat the mont the sword passed through, and the vast, boundless soul body disintegrated, like a sand dune outlined by the wind, slowly, slowly vanishing!
Zhu Minglang stood high, watching the red dust, amidst hazy skies and earth still countless blockers standing firm, Zhu Minglang’s mind suddenly surfaced with a figure, while also echoing the image of a woman.
She was under the Guishen Tree, sotis holy and noble, sotis resentful like a demon.
Zhu Minglang shook his head to erase her image from his mind, yet her sharp laughter and words couldn’t be dismissed.
“You are ultimately just like us.”
“Do you think I never tried to transform the world with all my heart? Being rciful to them rely renders one without bounds, being magnanimous only invites ridicule and exploitation. So what if you are the patrol Azure God? Anyone can beco an Evil God. You cannot kill them all, annihilate them all. Only restructuring, only restructuring. Before restructuring, all must be obliterated!!”
Zhu Minglang knew this was the voice of the Xuange God. She had died, but she had indeed planted a Heart Demon within him!
No one truly dies. As long as one exists in this world, sothing will remain, even if it’s rely causing a very small change.
The ergence of the Ghost Mark Star reminded Zhu Minglang of the North Dipper God State’s hardships, striving for divine reforms and struggles, but it seed they hadn’t made North Dipper God State better.
No wonder the Xuange God remained unyielding under the Guishen Tree, mocking his future self recklessly.
Zhu Minglang took a deep breath, his eyes gradually turning red. In these Demon Ghost Soul Mountains, Zhu Minglang felt he was losing patience; his heart and soul gradually overlapped with his self in Dragon Gate. For reaching the Ninth Heaven, the endless slaughter, those who obstructed his path were all enemies!
Familiar power, familiar sense of slaughter returned amidst the myriad incarnations of the Heavenly Tribulation, Zhu Minglang slowly raised the Red Crystal Sword stained with the Ghost Mark Star’s blood, Spirit Realm opened, dragons descended the world, no need to utter half a word, these dragons born and died with Zhu Minglang charged at the Soul Mountain, subrged in the Thunder Abyss Lake Tribulation!!
This Thunder Abyss is nothing but a microcosm of Dragon Gate Ninth Heaven!
A hundred-year cycle, isn’t rely a hundred years. Each cycle equals a lifeti, each life starting from the lowest realm, then climbing towards the Ninth Heaven. The struggles endured here far exceed everything experienced in the Dragon Gate.
But why had he only rembered the world outside the Dragon Gate??
Zhu Minglang understood which were truly beautiful, which were illusory and aningless.
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