Chapter 541 - 445: Rain God’s Edict! Supreme Sequence

Chapter 541: Chapter 445: Rain God’s Edict! Supreme Sequence

"Yes, it seems these times are destined for turmoil." A pitch-black luan bird suddenly appeared, sighing as it spoke.

"You’re still alive?!" The silvery-white dragon horse leaped up in fright.

"I wonder what the Void-Devouring Insect is thinking?" The pitch-black luan bird ignored the dragon horse, turning its gaze to the Void-Devouring Insect.

At that moment, the Void-Devouring Insect hovered in midair.

The Void-Devouring Insect gazed at the nigh-unobservable Kunpeng Ancient Nest, its eyes profound.

After a moment, it turned without hesitation and departed.

The other Cultivators, wary of one another, also began to slowly retreat.

They had to report this earth-shattering news—the emergence of the Kunpeng—to their ancestors before deciding on their next move!

「Elsewhere.」

In the depths of the Kunpeng Ancient Nest.

Runes of profound black and brilliant gold intertwined, forming a curtain of light that rose up to create a massive shimmering barrier.

A realization dawned on Fang Yang, and he slowly stepped into it.

If he wasn’t mistaken, his opportunity to reach Tier Nine lay within.

Just then, the Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Robe inside his Immortal Acupoint trembled, radiating light.

The Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Robe, a Tier Six treasure, was something he had obtained from a bloodline dreamscape.

Its main function was to take a fatal blow for him once.

The limit of the power it could endure could not exceed Tier Six.

Previously, the Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Robe had fused with the Kunpeng Divine Feather and integrated into his physique.

And now, following the connection he felt, he called it forth.

The Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Robe shimmered, dazzlingly brilliant, and finally transformed into a crystal-like cicada.

BUZZ!

The entire Kunpeng Ancient Nest trembled.

Vast immortal energy surged like a tidal wave, rushing directly into the light barrier, washing over both Fang Yang and the treasure robe.

At this very moment, Fang Yang and the robe were both undergoing a refinement, their tiers steadily increasing.

Moreover, Fang Yang’s aura was rapidly ascending.

He had already touched the realm’s barrier and could now initiate his tribulation!

......

As the pitch-black luan bird, the silvery-white dragon horse, the Void-Devouring Insect, and the other Cultivators returned to their respective factions,

News concerning the Kunpeng Ancient Nest quickly reached the ears of ancient existences and spread like wildfire through the countless worlds of the Immortal Realm.

Unsurprisingly, it set off a series of massive storms.

The Kunpeng!

That legendary and feared taboo race had reappeared in the world.

Some rejoiced while others worried; the reactions of the Cultivators were varied.

"The previous generation’s Kunpeng was righteous and upright, slaying demons and devils and destroying one Dark Forbidden Area after another on its path."

"No, not necessarily."

"Indeed, how can we know the temperament of this new generation’s Kunpeng?"

A reputation precedes a great name.

The terrifying battle records of the Kunpeng once again echoed in the minds of countless Cultivators.

They all understood that once the new Kunpeng fully emerged, it would inevitably become the center of all attention!

"The Kunpeng has appeared... could it be... Fang Yang?!" In a great ancient world permeated by demonic aura, an Azure Dragon with red wings on its back was fraught with uncertainty.

This red-winged Azure Dragon was one of the Ancient Demons from the Red Flame Demon Country.

Previously, it and its companions had carried out a plan to escort a portion of their demon lineage to the Immortal Realm.

Now, it suddenly felt agitated, deeply worried for its comrades still in the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth.

’If the Kunpeng is Fang Yang, doesn’t that mean he can travel freely between the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth and the Immortal Realm?’

Such a thing was terrifying to contemplate.

By leveraging the differences between the two realms, Fang Yang would surely be able to rise swiftly and become a pinnacle existence on the path of cultivation!

「At the same moment.」

Within the vast sea of stars.

"The Kunpeng, is it?" The Water Blue True Dragon’s gaze was profound, its heart filled with a mix of emotions.

It desperately wanted to charge out of the starry sea and test the waters itself.

Unfortunately, Its cultivation had reached a critical juncture.

Moreover, the Kunpeng Ancient Nest was located at the junction of the Immortal Realm and the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth, a place difficult to reach with Divine Techniques.

Furthermore, once the Kunpeng Ancient Nest went dormant again, It would have a hard time finding it.

Finally, It sighed in resignation.

"I caused the Golden Crow to dissipate and even seized the Great Sun Qi Number."

"But I never thought the Golden Clan would still be able to rise again."

"Sigh, I wonder how Miao’Er is doing now?"

...

The storm stirred up by Fang Yang continued to sweep through the various realms of the Immortal Realm.

「Three days and three nights later.」

「That night.」

The silvery moonlight was brilliant, like a veil of mist.

A cherubic little girl was playing in the water by a river.

Beside her was a young woman.

The young woman was telling her all sorts of strange tales.

When the young woman spoke of the Kunpeng with immense longing, the little girl was suddenly taken aback, a flicker of fire in her eyes.

"Kunpeng? Fang Yang?" For no reason at all, she suddenly spoke the names aloud.

Abruptly, her mind felt like it was exploding, wracked with immense pain.

Fragmented images brutally forced their way into her mind.

Direct descendant of a Venerable! A world-renowned Immortal Dynasty! The contest for the Great Sun!

All sorts of images, blurry yet profound.

"I am... Ji Lingmiao, daughter of the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor... and also the legendary Great Sun Dragon Lady..."

The little girl suddenly cried out in pain and collapsed by the river, unmoving.

Her action terrified the woman beside her, who immediately rushed into the river to pull her out.

BANG!

The next moment, a fissure abruptly appeared in the void.

Within the fissure was a realm of water, where a ten-thousand-zhang-tall god looked down.

This watery realm was incredibly peculiar; its mountains, rocks, grass, and trees were all formed from condensed rainwater.

As water droplets splashed, they interpreted different paths and principles, as if narrating the Law of this world.

Where heaven and earth met, a decree floated out from the fissure, hovering above Ji Lingmiao’s head and casting down streams of water-blue divine light.

"Is that the Rain God’s Decree!?" an astonished cry rang out from midair.

In a flash, one powerful expert after another appeared.

Now, they were all staring at Ji Lingmiao.

"This child arrived at our sect during a great rain. It seems she is truly extraordinary."

"Indeed, her origins must be immense. Otherwise, why would the Rain God be willing to act on her behalf?"

"..."

As the crowd discussed, Ji Lingmiao gradually regained consciousness.

She now understood that she was the Great Sun Dragon Lady, the daughter of the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor.

However, she was somewhat confused.

’Who is Fang Yang?’

’What is the contest for the Great Sun?’

’And why... must I kill a man named Sen Yue?’

In her heart, there were far too many questions.

It was as if she had lost a great deal of her memory!

"SPLASH! SWOOSH! SWASH!"

The Rain God’s Decree shone brilliantly as dark clouds gathered.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and a torrential downpour began, falling like a waterfall.

Between heaven and earth, endless runes appeared, and water blossoms bloomed one after another.

The world was shrouded in a curtain of rain, incomparably crystalline. The downpour was so heavy that it was impossible to see through.

And as Ji Lingmiao stood within it, every corner of her body leaped and cheered.

This was because the rain was replenishing her deficient life source, helping her become more perfect.

As for the other Great Cultivators, they all watched her with reverence.

...

"...Kunpeng?"

"...Fang Yang? Xiaohui? Wei’Er?!"

"...I am... Sen Yue."

In another great realm, a cowherd boy in split-crotch pants suddenly let out a pained scream, unable to stop himself from clutching his head.

After more than a quarter of an hour, Sen Yue gradually regained consciousness.

But he was still dazed and only felt an intense desire to return to the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth.

Like Ji Lingmiao, he too had lost many memories.

It could only be said that he and Ji Lingmiao had fought too fiercely that day, leaving only a tiny flame of their True Spirits behind.

"Kunpeng, Fang Yang..." Sen Yue looked up at the clear, high sky.

He had a gut feeling that if he could find Fang Yang, the Kunpeng of this era...

Then he would surely be able to solve all these mysteries and reclaim his lost memories.

BOOM!

Billowing black Demonic Qi erupted from his body.

The vast Demonic Qi surged for three thousand li, blanketing the land and forcing all living beings to bow their heads.

"ROAR!"

An extremely loud dragon’s roar bellowed, shaking the void.

An Evil Dragon had appeared in the world, its might pressing down on the mortal realm!

In an instant, countless Cultivators stared blankly at the sky.

An ancient existence even appeared, gazing at Sen Yue in amazement. "Such a life source! He’s practically a natural-born Taiyin Star Monarch. No, you were born from the Taiyin Star itself. This is a perfect vessel~"

"Liwen, take another good look at his true origins," another ancient existence emerged, its expression complicated.

"Oh? Changluo, don’t try to fool me." The ancient existence named Liwen’s heart sank, and it hurriedly activated its Divine Techniques to investigate again, more deeply.

The next moment, its hundred eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

It was because Sen Yue’s body was covered in a dense web of karmic threads.

And each of these threads was thicker and more ancient than the last.

Even more terrifying, Sen Yue himself possessed a supreme potential that surpassed even their own!

Changluo sighed lightly. "This cowherd boy is a blood descendant of ’Thunder,’ and from the direct lineage at that. We should send him to the Eight Seas Profound Gold Royal Court to curry some favor."

The Thunder Saint Venerable held immense power and influence in the Immortal Realm.

He even ruled over many realms, having established a great royal court. He was crowned king and given the title, ’Eight Seas Profound Gold Thunder Virtue Control King’.

Naturally, his royal court was known simply as Eight Seas Profound Gold.

Liwen nodded, a subtle expression suddenly appearing on its face. "With this cowherd boy’s aptitude, he is certain to enter the ranks of the supreme. Heh heh, it looks like we’re in for a good show."