I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night Chapter 694 - 402: Born in Upper Heaven! Elixir of Immortali

"..."

The Deputy General’s eyes twitched slightly.

His original intention was to let the Saint Master and the Holy Ape understand how exorbitant the cost and how intricate the craftsmanship of the World Crossing Treasure Ship were—

an exceedingly rare artifact even within the Holy Alliance... to thus highlight the Prince’s regard for the Saint Master.

Yet, unexpectedly, after much back-and-forth, the World Crossing Treasure Ship had beco utterly worthless in the other party’s eyes.

What’s worse, the other party spoke in such a way that seed entirely reasonable, leaving him speechless in response.

"Let’s go, it’s ti to enter the city!"

——

Deep within the Forbidden Land of the Demon Domain.

The bronze mirror reflected the scene of the Royal City.

The entire Royal City was in a frenzy!

Prince Zhen Nan led the grand army to campaign against the Demon Domain and returned victorious!

The Human Race Saint Master, arriving from the South Mountain Sacred Land, slaughtered their way through the Demon Domain to descend upon the Royal City!

The whole world rejoiced to welco the Saint Master!

Lanterns were hung high, drums were beaten with vigor!

The Prince’s Mansion held a grand feast, with tables extending across the long streets!

"It failed..."

A voice within the Forbidden Land sounded sowhat disappointed, but also as if it had long anticipated this outco: "As expected, it’s not so easy to kill him!"

"Not seeing the Saint Master in person—it might just be a bluff!"

This Human Martial Saint spoke in an icy tone.

The Master of the Forbidden Land said slowly: "Then you must personally confirm whether the Saint Master is genuine or not!"

Falling silent, the Human Martial Saint spoke heavily: "The current Master of the Holy Alliance is likely already starting to doubt ..."

"With your abilities and the ancient inheritance you’ve previously obtained, you rank among the forefront even among the so-called ’Saint Masters’!"

The Master of the Forbidden Land spoke up: "Monts ago, you exuded an aura as dominating as swallowing rivers and mountains. With your skills, why do you still dread a re Master of a Holy Land so?"

The Human Martial Saint remained silent, until after a long pause, he finally said: "This generation’s Alliance Hierarch is not soone who inherited their authority from a Holy Land; he too is a Human Martial Saint. Moreover... he commands the respect of the many Masters of over a hundred Holy Lands!"

"Back then, when he first gained fa, he had only the cultivation level of the Refining Essence Realm. From that starting point to now, his accomplishnts have been visible and traceable."

"But... before the Refining Essence Realm, his origins, his background, and his identity are all an enigma!"

After a brief pause, his tone grew incredibly solemn: "I suspect the current Alliance Hierarch hails from the legendary ’Upper Heaven’!"

"’Upper Heaven’..."

The Master of the Forbidden Land fell silent for a long mont, and after an endless stillness, he finally sighed: "Since you cannot kill the Saint Master, there’s no use staying here..."

"Do you think you’re the only one who wants to kill the Human Race Saint Master?"

The Martial Saint spoke coldly: "There are those who want to devour his flesh, those who aim to consu his Primordial Spirit, those who seek to seize his Qi chanism, those who desire to claim his New Technique of righteous lineage, and those who are determined to annihilate the Human Clan altogether..."

"Among them are those from the Human Clan, countless from the Demon Clan, various Evil Spirits, remnants of Old Gods, and even deceitful objects that have birthed Spiritual Wisdom!"

"Once one becos the brightest star of the Human Clan, they must endure the greatest malice not only from within Humanity but also from outsiders, and even from Gods and Demons!"

"Since ancient tis, Great Fate Tellers never et anything but untily death!"

"Even those as mighty as the ancient Human Emperor were no exception—what more of him?"

The Human Martial Saint spoke in a heavy voice: "He will definitely die! It’s just that the timing I chose this ti was wrong! As long as you’re willing to assist in deducing the Heavenly chanism..."

His eyes burned with determination as he said: "Using the Supre Profound Yang Demon Sealing Nail this ti was a desperate move. I rely sought to kill him to gain access to the opportunities from the Old Gods!"

"But if we can deduce the right mont, not only can I kill him, I can also consu his flesh, devour his Primordial Spirit, and take the final step forward!"

——

To the west of the Residual Prison Mansion.

This was no longer within the bounds of the South Mountain Sacred Land.

An infinite wilderness stretched forth, with scarcely a trace of humanity.

Even the sinister beings were exceedingly scarce here.

The Sacred Land of old had beco utterly desolate.

The once-thriving Human Clan civilization had completely vanished.

Its last Saint Master had blood-sacrificed this land, leaving it devoid of all life.

And that last Saint Master was none other than today’s dicine Gatherer.

He stood at the location of the forr Sacred Land, a sense of lancholy evident in his gaze.

There was no trace of Mana radiating from him, nor the slightest hint of intimidating prestige.

Although he was tall in stature, his back was sowhat hunched, his hands coarse—resembling an aged farr who had tilled the soil for years.

"Master..."

At that mont, a child carrying a dicine basket and holding a dicinal hoe approached and whispered: "News has arrived. The Saint Master, who had gone to the Taixuan Divine Mountain to assist in battle, suddenly infiltrated the Demon Domain and has now appeared in the Holy Alliance’s Southern King City."

"Oh?"

The dicine Gatherer was silent for a mont, then suddenly smiled and said: "No matter, he will return."

The attendant whispered cautiously: "The Saint Master likely sensed Master’s presence and sought to flee to the Holy Alliance, avoiding your attention."

"It doesn’t matter!"

With a calm deanor, the dicine Gatherer said slowly: "My Elixir of Immortality is sothing no one can take from ! Once it gives birth to its Dao Rhythm and ripens, it will enter my belly, no matter how far it flees..."

"But..."

The attendant hesitated for a mont before saying: "It’s said that over at the Holy Alliance, an existence similar to Master has erged—soone sowing Elixirs of Immortality and harvesting human Golden Cores!"

"Whoever dares to take my Elixir of Immortality..."

The dicine Gatherer chuckled, his tone seemingly sincere, an amiable smile spreading across his weathered face: "Then I shall harvest them in return—it’s all the sa."

As his words fell, he gazed northward, speaking softly: "Go... nurturing a flood dragon in a pond is already difficult enough, but it is insufficient for the flood dragon to truly grow..."

"Only by entering the vast seas can it hope to beco a True Dragon!"

"Harvesting the Great dicine of this True Dragon Saint Master..."

"My rit will finally be complete."