"Ding, the orphan from Caomiao Village has joined the chat group."
"Ding, Martial Ancestor has joined the chat group."
I Don’t Want to be Zhao Gao: "Wow, new mbers have arrived, welco, welco!"
Huashan Sect Master: "Welco, newcors! Scatter_flowers.jpg."
Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Welco, newcors! Newcors, post your pics and state your origins and nas!"
Lecherous Immortal from Toad Mountain: "Welco, newcors. My latest masterpiece, ’Intimate Heaven’—care to learn more?"
Tushan’s Second Master: "Welco, newcors! Martial Ancestor? That nickna sounds incredibly domineering. Seems like a big shot. Must find a way to suck up to him.jpg."
Demon Queen: "A Second Level Martial Ancestor? Sly_smile.jpg."
Cloud Mist Sect Master: "Perhaps you should get to know the mortal Ye Tiandi."
When Ye Hei joined the group, his default nickna was Ye Tiandi. However, Ye Hei hadn’t even started cultivating yet; he was rely an ordinary person.
Dog Son of the Upper God: "Sister Yun, the new Martial Ancestor might be related to you!"
Cloud Mist Sect Master: "???"
Dog Son of the Upper God: "I’ve ntioned before that the Doupo World you’re in belongs to a Lower Dinsion. Once you leave the Doupo World, you’ll enter the Great Sovereign World, where myriad planes converge!"
"And this Martial Ancestor is very likely the Son of Destiny from another Lower Dinsion, much like your Doupo World."
"Soone similar to Xiao Yan!"
Ye Tiandi: "Group status -1!"
Little Dragon Lady Who Hangs Silk and Sleeps: "Welco, newcor. Group status -1!"
Orphan from Caomiao Village: "This junior pays his respects to all you Immortals. Might I ask why you Immortals have brought this junior here, and what instructions you may have?"
Huashan Sect Master: "Immortals? It seems there are Immortals in the newcor’s world? But we are no Immortals!"
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "Although we aren’t Immortals, our group leader, the God of Hongng, is a great being who transcends Immortals!"
"Newcor, would you like to believe in my God?"
Demon Queen: "This has the distinct sll of a pyramid sche! You’ll scare away the newcors like this!"
Soul Hall Saint Girl: "@Orphan from Caomiao Village, @Martial Ancestor, welco, newcors. If there’s anything you don’t understand, please check the group files. You can speak, send videos, images, and view group files simply by thinking it."
「God’s kingdom.」
"Orphan from Caomiao Village?"
"Martial Ancestor?"
"The Orphan from Caomiao Village is, eight or nine tis out of ten, either Zhang Xiaofan or Lin Jingyu. Judging by his speech, it’s more likely Lin Jingyu."
"As for Martial Ancestor..."
Two figures first surfaced in Hongng’s mind.
One was Lin Dong from the Martial Universe World, as Dog Son had speculated.
The other was Wu Mu from the Martial Tomb World.
Hongng estimated the forr was more probable.
Of course, other possibilities couldn’t be ruled out.
These days, far too many people bore the title of Martial Ancestor.
In Mystic Fantasy Worlds, where martial paths were cultivated, many protagonists would acquire a grand title like Martial Ancestor.
「Jade Dynasty’s World.」
「Qingyun Mountain.」
「Dragon Head Peak.」
"The Myriad of Realms Chat Group? Is this so Immortal art? It just appeared directly in my mind..."
Lin Jingyu, who had joined Dragon Head Peak and beco a disciple of Daoist Cang Song, sat on the bed in his room, his handso and resolute face filled with astonishnt.
"A being that transcends Immortals? The God of Hongng?"
"If I don’t understand, I should look at the group files?"
"This must be it!"
Following Bibi Dong’s instructions, Lin Jingyu found the group files and clicked to open them.
"The Myriad of Realms Chat Group is a conduit connecting all the Myriad of Realms. It might be a supre treasure born from the cosmos itself, or perhaps an artifact refined by Immortal Gods..."
"So the world is truly this vast!"
"Beyond our world, there are countless other magnificent worlds!"
"The God of Hongng..."
"An Immortal True God who transcends all realms, supre and unparalleled."
"Believe in Him, and one can receive divine grace!"
"Spread His teachings and offer sacrifices, and one can obtain rewards!"
"Does such a great Divine Spirit truly exist?"
Half-believing, half-doubting, Lin Jingyu opened a recorded live-stream video.
"HISS! Is this a war between gods and devils?"
"How terrifying!"
Lin Jingyu was stunned as he watched the video of Chong Lou, King Wukong the King of Demons, and others battling Tathagata Buddha and the Buddhas of Mount Ling. His entire being went numb.
His legs trembled, a chill ran down his spine, and before he knew it, cold sweat had drenched his clothes.
"Too terrifying!"
"Is this the power of gods and devils? Capable of destroying heavens and shattering earth at will!"
Heart pounding in his chest, Lin Jingyu mustered his courage and clicked on the next video.
Phew. Fortunately.
This ti, there was no battle between gods and devils; Lin Jingyu breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
It was a sacrificial ceremony video.
However, upon seeing the altar constructed with countless stars as its foundation, Lin Jingyu’s eyes widened once more. It seed to be a continuation of the previous video.
Considering the terrifying power of those gods and devils, building such a majestic altar probably wasn’t too difficult for them.
He continued watching and saw the Buddhas who had been slain previously now placed upon the altar as sacrifices. Finally, there was an incredibly majestic and imposing Mount Ling.
That Mount Ling was imasurably larger than Qingyun Mountain where he resided.
If that Mount Ling were to crash into his world, it would likely shatter it completely.
But what shocked him even more was yet to co.
Ordinary livestock transford into Divine Beasts, each one thousands, even tens of thousands of tis, stronger than the Water Kirin he had ever seen.
He once thought the Water Kirin was the most terrifying Divine Beast, but compared to the transfigured Divine Beasts on the altar, the Water Kirin was utterly unremarkable.
And those mortal won transforming into Goddesses at a speed visible to the naked eye... it was truly incredible, beyond imagination...
No wonder the group mbers, who already seed like Immortal beings in his eyes, all devoutly believed in the God of Hongng.
The God of Hongng was terrifyingly powerful.
Suddenly, Lin Jingyu’s breathing quickened. He saw King Wukong the King of Demons receive rewards: his cultivation level skyrocketed, and he even obtained a Divine Artifact.
"If I also receive rewards, and my cultivation and strength soar, I’ll have the power to find the murderers and avenge my family and fellow villagers who died so tragically in Caomiao Village!"
His fists clenched tightly, his eyes slightly bloodshot. For years, he had trained desperately. Although his cultivation had improved considerably, he was still far from being a top-tier expert.
He needed far greater strength to uncover the truth behind the Caomiao Village massacre.
He suppressed his excitent and continued to watch.
One video after another...
One record after another...
"The God of Hongng... He is truly a True God!"
After reviewing all the files and chat logs, Lin Jingyu was utterly astounded.
Shocked. Excited. Thrilled.
Truly, a heaven-sent immortal opportunity! No, that’s not right. It’s a heaven-sent divine opportunity!
However, with his cautious nature, there was one final step he needed to confirm.
He imdiately downloaded the "ditation thod" and began to recite it.
This is Qingyun Gate’s Dragon Head Peak. He was quite confident about his safety here.
「In the chat group.」
Huashan Sect Master: "Why hasn’t Martial Ancestor surfaced yet?"
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "He probably doesn’t believe in the chat group yet. He might think it’s so kind of inner demon or sothing!"
The Lord of Great Qin: "How long do you think it will take for the Orphan from Caomiao Village to believe in my God?"
Dominator of the Underworld Association: "If the newbie checked the group files after seeing Saint Girl Bibi Dong’s ssage, he should be almost done by now!"
Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Three minutes at most, and he’ll definitely surface!"
Huashan Sect Master: "In my opinion, one minute at most."
Demon Gate Yinhou: "You all vastly underestimate my God!"
Demon Gate Yinhou: "Three seconds is more than enough!!"
Dog Son of the Upper God: "Are you serious? Funny.jpg."
Tushan’s Second Master: "Sister Yu Yan, what have you been busy with lately? How does it feel to be eighteen again?"
Dog Son of the Upper God: "What do you an, ’eighteen again’? Sister Zhu has always been eighteen, alright?"
Tushan’s Second Master: "I’m also eighteen."
Dog Son of the Upper God: "I’m twenty."
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "I’m twenty-two."
Tushan Rongrong: "...A bunch of pervs!"
Demon Queen: "Little Fox, aren’t you hundreds of years old?"
Huashan Sect Master: "A mont of silence for Little Fox. That was a critical hit! Heart-piercing!"
Tushan’s Second Master: "I’m from the Demon Race; how can our ages be asured by human standards? You old hag, you’re tens of thousands of years old!"
Demon Queen: "Damn it! Who are you calling an old hag? Believe it or not, I can have the Upper God make eighteen again!"
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "I suspect the one upstairs is dissing Headmaster Zhu!"
Demon Gate Yinhou: "My situation is rather unique; everyone should consider it carefully."
Demon Gate Yinhou: "I’ve just recently ascended the throne as Empress, so things are quite hectic!"
Dog Son of the Upper God: "Wow, Sister Zhu beca Empress! Congratulations, congratulations! Really want to cling to those powerful thighs.jpg."
Tushan’s Second Master: "I’ll kick you so hard you’ll go flying.jpg."
Orphan from Caomiao Village: "Lin Jingyu pays his respects to all seniors. From this day forward, the God of Hongng shall be the one and only True God of my faith!"
Lin Jingyu felt the mana surging within him. He thought of the God of Hongng’s towering, immortal divine body, capable of creating endless Ancient Universes with a single breath. His eyes filled with awe and fervor.
The God of Hongng... He is truly a True God.
Demon Gate Yinhou: "It seems my guess was off; the newbie is quite fast!"
Demon Gate Yinhou: "No one can resist the grace of my God."
Dog Son of the Upper God: "Sister Zhu, that driving speed is ridiculously fast!"
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "Heard of the Yin Gui Sect? Besides, even though Empress Yin is eighteen and a pure maiden, she’s inherited the mories and experience of the future Empress Yin. She’s absolutely the ace old driver of our group, a veritable god of driving."
Dominator of the Underworld Association: "God of driving? You an god of headlights or god of speed?"
Dog Son of the Upper God: "Damn, this is too much for !"
Soul Hall Saint Girl: "You bunch of pervs, don’t scare the newbie!"
Soul Hall Saint Girl: "@Orphan from Caomiao Village, hello, I am Bibi Dong. Welco to the great family of the God of Hongng!"
"We are all believers in our God, so there’s no need to be overly formal. If you have any questions, you can ask , or you can ask other group mbers for help in the chat!"
Orphan from Caomiao Village: "Thank you, Goddess Bi."
Dog Son of the Upper God: "@Orphan from Caomiao Village, here’s a welco gift for you!"
"Ding, Dog Son of the Upper God has uploaded ’Jade Dynasty’."
Tushan’s Second Master: "Wow, a new drama! Ti for sunflower seeds, cola, and chips!"
Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Let this old man take a look at the newbie’s tragic life!"
I Don’t Want to be Zhao Gao: "You all are too much! The newbie’s nickna already sounds so pitiful, yet here you are, reveling in his misfortune!"
"Hmm... I must take a good look!"
Orphan from Caomiao Village: "..."
Lin Jingyu realized that the seniors in the group seed ’easy to talk to,’ but the things they said were rather peculiar.Like their earlier discussion about ages—eighteen, twenty, and so on.It was all rather incoherent.But what is ’Diaochan’? Is it so kind of belt?The seniors in the group were powerful, but their way of thinking was... problematic.
However, Lin Jingyu didn’t dwell on it. Feeling a mix of excitent and anticipation, he downloaded "Jade Dynasty."
Having read the chat logs, he knew this might reveal his future.
He was about to learn his future!!!!
「anwhile.」
「Great Yan Dynasty, Tiandou County.」
「Tian Yan Mountain Range.」
「Deep within the Ancient Tomb Mansion.」
A resolute and handso young man sat cross-legged in a stone chamber within the tomb mansion. He was draped in a purple-black robe, his aura vigorous, and his expression shifted constantly.
He was Lin Dong, a disciple of the Lin Branch Family from Qingyang Town in Tiandou County of the Great Yan Dynasty.
To help his sister Qing Tan quickly condense her Yin Pill, he had accompanied mbers of the Lin Clan to this tomb mansion of a Nirvana Realm powerhouse, said to contain Extrely Evil Yin Ambergris.
"Little Marten, have you found anything?" Lin Dong asked. "That illusion keeps lingering in my mind. No matter what I do, I can’t seem to dispel it."
He felt he must have fallen into an illusion set by the tomb’s owner.
The tomb’s owner was a Nirvana Realm powerhouse, so the formations they set up were anything but simple.
"Kid, I can assure you, there’s absolutely no formation here, nor have you been affected by any illusion!" Little Marten’s confident voice echoed in Lin Dong’s mind. It had once been a Shengxuan Realm powerhouse. Even though it had now lost its physical body and retained only a fraction of its original strength, a formation laid by a re Nirvana Realm expert could never deceive it.
"Then what is this thing in my mind?" Lin Dong asked, puzzled.
"Tell in detail about this thing in your mind!" Little Marten said thoughtfully.
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