2156: Chapter 2146: Subconscious 2156: Chapter 2146: Subconscious What exactly happened in that instant, no one knew, not even Long Cai’er who was still on the ground, unsure of what had transpired.
The dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the light had once again returned to the earth.
The tribulation lightning had lasted all night long.
Long Cai’er felt a new power coursing through her body as if she had been reborn, her dragon horns growing continuously.
Now, she was almost akin to a dragon.
Though she was a Flood Dragon, she had stepped into the threshold of skill, becoming one among the many Flood Dragons wishing to beco full-fledged dragons.
With Long Cai’er’s now keen observational skills, she dimly noticed a charred body slowly descending from the sky.
Not daring to delay for even a mont, Long Cai’er took flight instantly, ascending to the Jiao Long Realm.
She had instinctively mastered nurous techniques, flying being rely the most basic level.
The charred figure falling through the air was naturally Long Yan.
Long Cai’er flew extrely fast, reaching Long Yan’s side in the blink of an eye.
A faint white light enveloped Long Yan, stopping his downward montum.
White light continuously burrowed into his body, repairing Long Yan’s body.
This was the ability Long Cai’er had realized upon entering the Jiao Long Realm.
Though it was rely simple healing, it was enough for Long Yan at the mont.
Long Cai’er transford from her Flood Dragon form to a human form.
The initially petite Long Cai’er had turned into a tall, leggy woman, her bust size incomparably greater than before.
With a nation-toppling beauty, she looked into Long Yan’s eyes, holding him in her arms.
The man in front of her had lost consciousness, unaware of the incredible feat he had just achieved.
Facing off against the tribulation lightning was not sothing an ordinary person could manage.
Now, dense black points of light still clung to Long Yan’s intellect, continuously healing his body, rging with Long Cai’er’s white light, rapidly repairing Long Yan’s body.
Long Cai’er, holding Long Yan, gently landed, her lips parting slightly, yet not knowing what to say, she just held onto Long Yan, waiting for him to awaken.
Subconsciously, Long Yan looked at the Five Great Divine Beasts in front of him, speechless.
The White Tiger took a step forward as if representing the other four.
“Oooo~ Aooo~”
It let out a series of beastly roars toward Long Yan.
If possible, Long Yan also wanted to understand what it was saying, but clearly, he did not understand the White Tiger’s language.
“I don’t understand, can you speak Mandarin?”
“Oooo~ Aooo~”
The White Tiger seed quite hurt as it retreated back into formation, after which the Azure Dragon stepped forward again.
“Roar!”
The sound was especially loud, startling Long Yan, causing three black lines to flow down his head.
“It’s not that I can’t hear, I just don’t understand.”
Nevertheless, Long Yan still patiently said, the Azure Dragon before him tilted its head as if it didn’t understand Long Yan’s words and retreated.
“Can you understand what I’m saying?”
After a mont’s thought, Long Yan decided to try and communicate with the Divine Beasts.
“Humans~”
An ancient voice emanated from the Qilin’s mouth, which sowhat exasperated Long Yan.
It could speak Mandarin after all, so why start with the animal language?
“Human, we did not initially, but the learning ability of the Divine Beasts is powerful, so we acquired this ability from your mories.”
Qilin slowly began to speak, Long Yan felt sowhat irritated inside as Qilin casually intruded his mories.
“Don’t worry, human, we just adopted a way of communication.
We did ask for your opinion, but you couldn’t understand our language.”
A resigned, almost human expression appeared on Qilin’s face.
Just now, White Tiger and Azure Dragon had been trying to seek Long Yan’s opinion, but Long Yan couldn’t understand a word they said, so they simply searched directly.
Long Yan sowhat understood now, but he felt curious as to why he was still here.
Everything around was pitch black, with only a few God-Beasts present in the darkness.
“Young man, there’s no need to feel this way.
We have no intention of harming you.
This is rely the shallowest layer of your consciousness.”
Qilin was continually trying to soothe Long Yan and show his goodwill.
They just wanted Long Yan to learn so secrets.
“The reason for summoning you here is simple.
Do you know about the Power of God-Beasts?”
A confused expression appeared on Long Yan’s face.
What Power of God-Beasts?
Earlier, White Tiger was just giving him strength to oppose the upcoming battle between humans and the Demon Clan.
As if seeing into Long Yan’s thoughts, a smile appeared on Qilin’s face.
To the likes of Qilin and White Tiger, top-tier God-Beasts, conflicts like these seem mundane—re ant fights before giants.
“Oh?”
Long Yan’s interest was piqued.
It seed there were other hidden agendas behind the God-Beasts granting him power.
When Qilin spoke, a hint of fear crept onto his face.
In front of such entities, everything else, be it the Demon Clan or Emperor Ye, seed insignificant.
“You know the essence of Cultivators, right?”
After a while, Qilin slowly spoke.
Long Yan, of course, knew—Cultivators were known to defy Heaven, sequestering life and power from the hands of Heaven Dao.
It was common knowledge to every Cultivator, but he was unclear about why Qilin was bringing this up.
“In fact, Cultivators are not defying Heaven but following it.”
This statent from Qilin sowhat shocked Long Yan.
How could Cultivators be following Heaven?
Were their prolonged lives and all that followed deliberately passed down by Heaven Dao?
Long Yan was astonished, eager to see from Qilin’s face if it was joking, but the serious expression compelled him to believe.
“What’s the reasoning behind this?”
Long Yan felt his worldview was being overturned—apparently, Cultivation was, in fact, an act of following Heaven.
A bitter expression also surfaced on Qilin’s face.
Indeed, they were all re pieces on a chessboard, like in Xiangqi—so strong, so weak, constantly battling among themselves.
“What about the war between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan?”
Seeing Qilin’s expression, Long Yan instantly understood.
It seed the racial wars between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan were also orchestrated by Heaven Dao, which made Long Yan feel very distressed.
He had always lived according to soone else’s arrangents, making his lifelong efforts seem rather foolish.
Success had been prearranged, and failure was not his responsibility but soone else’s design.
“Young man, don’t be disheartened just yet.”
Qilin tily voiced comfort to the emotionally complex Long Yan, implying that if they could not defy Heaven Dao, they wouldn’t be speaking here.
“From what we know, Heaven Dao can be defeated.”
Qilin’s words stunned Long Yan—Heaven Dao could be defeated?
Was this how God-Beasts spoke nonsense?
In Long Yan’s mind, though Heaven Dao was acknowledged as existent, it was formless.
Defeating Heaven Dao seed like a fool’s dream.
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