Chapter 1063: Chapter 107: There Is No Path to Immortality in This World (69) — Yamata no Orochi SOLO
Yamata no Orochi is actually also considered a god, but strictly speaking, it can only be said to be a pseudo-god.
Yan Wuyue World, being a Fragmented World, is essentially just a tiny part of the main real world. The god positions self-nurtured in the Fragmented World cannot gain recognition from the main real world—there is overlap between the god positions of the Fragmented World and the main real world; the god position of the Fragmented World is inevitably obliterated by the god position of the main real world.
Therefore, being forced to leave Yan Wuyue World, and being knocked off the altar and returned to the main real world, Yamata no Orochi doesn’t feel too heartbroken—unless it had resolved to hide in the Fragmented World all its life.
But even so, whether a pseudo-god or not, it has indeed initially stepped into this level.
More than anyone present, it understands what the aura emanating from this young man signifies—a Divine Lord, and one from the main real world.
Divine Lords possess Divine Power, which is born from the magnificent force of Heaven and Earth—a supreme majesty. It can be said to be part of the main real world’s Will, and to mortals, this is the sacred that must not be desecrated.
Suzuki-kai’s fighters and Song Family’s soldiers are now looking vacantly at the young man suspended above the altar, all inwardly falling into devotion.
At this moment, any disrespect is a grave sin. The ancient majesty is reweaving their cognition—they even drop the weapons in their hands.
Song Haoran gazes dumbfoundedly at this scene… looking at his panions who have been through life and death beside him, now turned devout, he feels a sense of déjà vu.
This kind of reverent worship involuntarily pulls Song Haoran back to the memory of his adventures in the City of Gold—when he acquired the Badge of the Sun God… a god had once resided in that ancient temple.
Now, a kind of instinctual impulse arises, giving Song Haoran the urge to kneel in worship. However, the Badge of the Sun God he wears gently trembles at this moment, and simultaneously, a peculiar whispering sound rings in Song Haoran’s ear.
This voice seems to be meant to dispel the reverence within Song Haoran’s heart; soon after it resounds, Song Haoran gradually returns to normal.
This is actually just a momentary occurrence—though having already e to his senses, Song Haoran imitates the behavior of everyone around him, suddenly lowering his head and dropping to one knee, displaying a bewildered expression.
If Yamata no Orochi weren’t so engrossed with this descending God spirit, perhaps it would have noticed Song Haoran’s anomaly—but even if it did notice now, it cannot afford to pay heed.
It is currently worrying inwardly that this mission of guarding might not be easily pleted… at any moment, it might have to account for itself in this place.
That is a God spirit… a God spirit of the main real world… just don’t know which Divine Lord it is.
On the other side, Zi Xing, who had been rescued by Lian Zhen from the crystal pillar, is now also affected by the Divine Power, her blurry consciousness gradually regaining clarity.
Only her life force has been drained considerably, even the origin of Yin Greedy Wolf Force nearly sucked dry, making her weak as a dying person, barely able to lift her head, unable to speak… just, when did that group of modern people with weapons arrive behind her?
Zi Xing anxiously wonders.
Meanwhile, caught off guard by the arrival of the god spirit, Lian Zhen swiftly contemplates—a vicious gleam suddenly flickering in his eyes.
His palm quietly opens, a black light condensing into a sphere within the heart of his hand—Lian Zhen suddenly sends this black sphere hurtling towards the young man aloft, “Merely a God spirit descending through human possession, at best just a wisp of Divine Soul… without the container, it’s nothing!”
Lian Zhen is truly ruthless at heart; seeing the descending Divine Soul and container undergoing the final step of union—once successful, with this single wisp of Divine Soul, they might have to account for themselves here… forced to take a desperate gamble!!
Unexpectedly, just as the black light sphere is about to strike the young man, he directly extends his hand and the rapidly moving black sphere instantly dissipates!
At the same time, Lian Zhen feels something like Mount Tai pressing down on him, his legs sinking, kneeling upon the altar. This kneeling plunge is immensely heavy, his knees cracking upon the altar.
Lian Zhen looks shocked… he didn’t expect the union to happen so quickly!
“Wele Dongyue Mount Tai Heavenly Benevolent Saint Emperor’s holy presence!” The Bronze Masked Man now directly bows with great respect, prostrating himself ostensibly.
Dongyue Mount Tai Heavenly Benevolent Saint Emperor…
Hearing this, whether Lian Zhen or Yamata no Orochi peering from afar, all are left astounded, swirling with surging waves in their minds with just one thought: How to invite this Master Luo down!
Dongyue Mount Tai Heavenly Benevolent Saint Emperor, Mount Tai’s Deity, mander of Wandering Souls…
This terrifying Divine Power cannot be feigned… Yamata no Orochi doesn’t utter a word now, kneeling upon the crystal pillar—it doesn’t want to be like Lian Zhen, having to forcefully kneel till its knee explodes… yet its gaze coldly focuses on everything upon the altar.
At this moment, the suspended young man… ‘Zhan’ gazes around the surrounding.
Suddenly, a voice resounds within this enormous mausoleum—’Zhan’s mouth does not open; this voice emanates from the Divine Soul within him.
“This is the Imperial Edict used for Prefecture Lord’s sacrificial offerings, since it has summoned this Emperor, where is the offering?”
The Bronze Masked Man lifts his head respectfully now, saying: “Great Emperor, the offering is already prepared!”
Saying this, the Bronze Masked Man stands, stretching his arms wide, “This altar has absorbed the souls and Essence Qi of hundreds of Taoists and demons… these are the offerings I present! I implore the Great Emperor to resurrect the one within the Crystal Coffin, the Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation!”
“Granted.”
‘Zhan’s voice, calmly reaches everyone’s ears.
The Bronze Masked Man now rejoices, bowing once more respectfully, saying: “Thank you, Great Emperor!”
Unexpectedly, ‘Zhan’ suddenly says, “But the offerings you have presented are still insufficient.”
The Bronze Masked Man sharply raised his head, surprised, saying: “Insufficient? Prefecture Lord sacrifices, a life for a life, gathered here are the lives of hundreds of mighty souls… how, how can it be insufficient…”
‘Zhan’ calmly says, “The person in the coffin, having lost all vitality, to restore their vitality, only a small amount of offerings is required. However, this person’s soul and spirit have dispersed; to also resurrect them, reconstituting this scattered soul and spirit naturally requires more offerings.”
“More offerings?” The Bronze Masked Man hears this. Then subconsciously looks towards outside the altar.
Death cannot be reversed; if reversed, this would invert the world’s Yin and Yang… thus, if a huge price needs to be paid, it’s naturally unavoidable…
More offerings…
Initially within the Bronze Masked Man’s line of sight is the suppressed kneeling Lian Zhen upon the altar…
More offerings, here indeed came quite a number of offerings!
The Bronze Masked Man’s hand suddenly clenched in a virtual grip, his Thunder Technique surging from within, instantly entangling in electric light.
Lian Zhen’s gaze was cold and sinister at this moment, fully aware of what the Bronze Masked Man wanted to do.
The Bronze Masked Man suddenly leapt into the air, his palm reaching directly toward Lian Zhen’s crown, without hesitation – Lian Zhen, affected by that divine power, was unable to move, easily allowing the opponent to succeed.
The Bronze Masked Man grabbed Lian Zhen by the head, powerful Thunder Technique poured into Lian Zhen’s physique, immediately causing Lian Zhen to grunt in pain.
But just at this moment, a purple light rapidly shot toward the Bronze Masked Man – this purple light was silent, like a poisonous arrow, instantly stabbing into the Bronze Masked Man from behind – causing the mana within him to instantly bee chaotic!
In a flash, a figure swiftly rushed onto the altar, striking the Bronze Masked Man’s body with a palm, sending him flying!
‘Haruxin Suzuki’… Yamata no Orochi!
The Bronze Masked Man tumbled, rolling to the edge of the altar, almost falling, yet he managed to grab hold of it forcibly.
He stumbled to his feet, but trickles of blood flowed from underneath the Bronze Mask… clearly, he had been seriously ambushed.
He hurriedly sealed his wounds with his fingers, prepared to take action once more!
“Don’t rush into action just yet.” Yamata no Orochi unexpectedly spoke up, “The one you’ve invited might not be the Deity of Mount Tai!”
The Bronze Masked Man’s hand slightly stiffened… he waved his sleeve, snorting coldly, “Nonsense!”
“Whether it’s nonsense or not, you’ll find out soon.” Yamata no Orochi smiled faintly, calm and posed, as stable as an old dog, but inside, he was actually panicking.
He turned and helped the injured Lian Zhen to stand, the distressed duo exchanged a glance, seemingly municating something. Yamata no Orochi gently touched Lian Zhen’s palm, causing Lian Zhen’s gaze to shrink slightly, then he simply closed his eyes as if he was recuperating.
Afterwards, Yamata no Orochi suddenly turned around, looking up at ‘Zhan’ in the sky, he cupped his hands and asked, “I wonder what position the deity holds?”
“I am Dongyue the Great Emperor of Mount Tai, the Deity of Mount Tai, do not be insolent!” As ‘Zhan’s’ voice echoed from all over.
Yamata no Orochi sneered, “The Deity of Mount Tai, as legend has it from ancient times. The Deity of Mount Tai governs both life and death, capable of inverting Yin and Yang, reviving the dead… It is a deity managing Yin and Yang of the world before the netherworld existed. I do not doubt the authenticity of Taishan Prefecture Lord’s rite. However, things that the Deity of Mount Tai could achieve, may not be something this current deity can achieve, right?”
“He’s not the Deity of Mount Tai?” The Bronze Masked Man was suddenly startled, “How could that be! The Imperial Edict can’t be false!”
Yamata no Orochi fixated his gaze on ‘Zhan’, slowly saying, “The prestige of a god does not tolerate blasphemy. My disrespect as the Elder Chen is already quite an infringement… yet this god seems not very angry?”
“Ignorant, would this Emperor deign to consider your level?”
“Consider my level?” Yamata no Orochi seemed sure, mocking, “Perhaps it’s not about condescending to my level, but rather lacking the ability… Instantly unleashing divine power, how much strength do you have left?”
“Nonsense!”
Yamata no Orochi laughed coldly again, “I can consider you to be genuine as a thread of the Deity of Mount Tai’s divine intent, but ultimately, even the divine intent of the Deity of Mount Tai carries out divine functions. Yet… I’ve never heard of any deity not demonstrating their divine functions?”
‘Zhan’ in the sky remained silent.
The Bronze Masked Man at this moment said coldly, “Is he really not the Deity of Mount Tai?”
Yamata no Orochi chuckled softly, saying, “It’s possible, or maybe not… but even if it were, it wouldn’t be possible to resurrect the one in the coffin. Indeed, the Deity of Mount Tai governed life and death, but that was before the formation of the netherworld. When the netherworld was first formed, establishing the Ten Yama Kings and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it became a more plete system. The function governing life and death had long since changed… Although the Deity of Mount Tai’s divine position still exists, the role potentially no longer does. Although you descend, concealing this fact and instead craving more sacrifices, your demeanor is unpleasant! If you were truly the deity, even if just a thread of the intention, would capturing our souls not be simple, why have this man act?”
The Bronze Masked Man slowly raised his head, looking toward ‘Zhan’ in the sky.
Yamata no Orochi sneered again, saying, “You probably have reasons for not acting yourself, yet you continue wanting more sacrifices… is it because you’re very weak!! You’re very weak, that you immediately invoked divine power post-embodiment, to terrify us! Not acting yourself, likely because you’re a paper tiger!”
“That’s merely your speculation.” ‘Zhan’ said indifferently, “You should know, this Emperor might not act, perhaps just out of reluctance, or maybe due to other reasons. And you, daring to provoke this Emperor, would not end up being obliterated?”
Yamata no Orochi wasn’t intimidated in the slightest, “Since setting foot on this mainland, I’ve always found it peculiar, especially upon reaching this Mount Tai, it became even more peculiar. An ancient deity like the Deity of Mount Tai ought to derive endless incense strength from mortals. Yet there are many temples of Mount Tai, and many worship Dongyue the Great Emperor, yet no incense strength forms… Even though the Deity of Mount Tai no longer governs Yin and Yang, the divine position remains intact… Although the incense strength would continually flow from the mortal realm to the side of the deity, this is the divine position’s benefit. And this incense strength is no longer produced, could I assume the divine position has ceased to exist… Or rather, could it mean the current reigning Deity of Mount Tai has left and no longer resides in this present world, causing the incense strength’s inability to reach?”
Speaking further, Yamata no Orochi glanced at the Bronze Masked Man, continuing to sneer, “This guy is certain the Imperial Edict is authentic, you also claim to be the true Deity of Mount Tai… then I can only imagine one possibility! The true Deity of Mount Tai possessing the divine position might have perished, or left for unknown reasons, leaving you in the Imperial Edict! But regardless of which, as a thread of divine intent, you cannot replenish from the main body. Like a person about to die of thirst… we are the water source you need?”
‘Zhan’ slowly descended upon the altar, his pitch-black pupils emitting a faint glimmer, “You are quite smart.”
Yamata no Orochi said, “Seems like you’re admitting?”
‘Zhan’ smiled faintly, “These are merely your assumptions, what is your real evidence?”
Yamata no Orochi shrugged, “Quite unfortunate… so-called gods, I have also been. When you first unleashed the divine power, it indeed frightened me, but it was exactly this divine power that exposed you… In divine power lies information, which ordinary humans might not perceive, but I can.”
“Hahahahaha!!” ‘Zhan’ suddenly burst into unrestrained laughter, “You are much smarter than that Emperor Shihuang… consider it a reward. This Emperor will personally claim your souls! You’re correct, this Emperor is indeed weak now, but to seize your souls is by no means difficult!”
Instantly, a fierce aura emanated from ‘Zhan’!
Around the surroundings, suddenly strong winds were raging, ghostly energy sinister, malevolent aura overwhelming!
“Damn it! What kind of Great Emperor deity is this, this is simply a deranged Evil God!” Yamata no Orochi cursed, then shouted, “Elder Brother Lian Zhen, if you don’t take action, you’ll be helping me collect the remains!!”
With closed eyes, Lian Zhen suddenly opened his eyes wide, his palm swiftly opened, sweeping out, three stitches of purple light shot rapidly toward ‘Zhan’!
Facing this sudden ambush, ‘Zhan’ snorted coldly, his palm swept out, the needle-like purple light was directly wiped away… however, ‘Zhan’ suddenly furrowed his brows.
He slowly turned his palm – only to find, at some point, a purple needle had pierced into his palm.
Seeing this, Yamata no Orochi chuckled coldly, slowly retracting his palm, “If I really wanted to ambush you, would I say it out loud… Idiot!”
“Deceitful Path.” ‘Zhan’ snorted coldly, with a surge of intention, the purple needle on the back of his hand was instantly expelled, “Trivial trick… hmm?”
‘Zhan’s’ expression suddenly became strange!
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