I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 572 - 350 The Sun is the Corpse of a God! [Extra for Alliance Hierarch ’Sauerkraut Pork Stew with Glass Noodles’!]_2

Chapter 572: Chapter 350 The Sun is the Corpse of a God! [Extra for Alliance Hierarch ’Sauerkraut Pork Stew with Glass Noodles’!]_2

Lin Yan spoke calmly, "Cooperating with Tribulation Ash, Xuan Venerate is ultimately akin to seeking skin from a tiger."

At the same moment, the phantom of the Skyfire Divine Palace suddenly dissipated completely!

A willow tree grew into the sky.

At the tips of its branches, a golden lotus bloomed.

"This seat barely fuses with the Supreme Town Object, and lacking those nine lotus petals, I am far from equaling the peak of Lord Qingling’s era."

Little Willow Venerate waved its branches, feeling quite satisfied, muttering to itself, "Originally, suppressing Xuan Venerate, who possesses the Old God’s Magical Objects, was extremely difficult."

"But Tribulation Ash sent a large amount of incense offerings, making up for many of this seat’s deficiencies, equivalent to adding a hundred years of cultivation."

It laughed heartily, the willow branches waving, transmitting to the Abyss’s end.

"Tribulation Ash’s arrangement this time must, at all costs, exterminate the Saint Master!"

"However, after the Saint Master’s death, if Tribulation Ash’s strong ones remain, it will be up to this seat, using this method, to counter Xuan Venerate’s Supreme Treasure!"

"Thus, with Tribulation Ash’s six high-level members, relying on the Six Great Array, it will be enough to slay Xuan Venerate!"

As the voice faded, the willow branches could again be heard waving and whistling: "Actually, whether the power of your Dao oath is real or not, it doesn’t matter! This seat swore by the name of Lord Qingling not to take action against you, Xuan Venerate... But never said anything about not entangling your Old God’s Magical Objects!"

Xuan Venerate struggled continuously, letting out a roar.

Golden light shone from within its body, yet was entangled by endless roots!

"Of course, this seat is not Lord Qingling, so... trapping your Old God’s Magical Object also means trapping your physical body!"

"Previously, Tribulation Ash promised that after Xuan Venerate’s death, the physical body refined by six thousand years of cultivation would be buried in the Blessed Land, and your Old God’s Magical Object would belong to this seat."

The willow branches waved, speaking: "They only want the 1,600 Cloud Wing Birds inside your dojo!"

"Now..."

Lin Yan slightly raised his hand, saying calmly, "These 1,600 Cloud Wing Birds also belong to me now!"

"You can’t survive!"

Suddenly, Xuan Venerate spoke with a chilling voice, "Human Clan... destined to be the fodder in this era for various sides of the Demon Clan and Evil Spirits."

"The Human Clan in this world is merely nourishing prey, walking Great Medicine, meant to be weak and easily devoured!"

"Even if the Old Gods are restrained by Ancient Immortals, they still don’t wish for the Human Clan to escape their control!"

"You, as the Saint Master of the Human Clan, bear the luck of the Human Clan, the backbone of the Human Clan, no matter when or where... all sides of this world, whether Divine Spirits, Demon Clan, Evil Spirits, or other powerful beings, will not allow your existence!"

"This seat is merely the first to break through the Sea Domain defense line, crossing the Starry River, coming to kill you, the Sea Domain’s Demon King!"

"But all the kings of the Sea Domain, various Evil Venerables, Ancient Old Gods, will not give up."

"This is a racial conflict, more of a struggle for great luck, irreconcilable!"

Xuan Venerate lifted his head, saying: "You will surely die! From ancient times to the present, any ’existence’ that bears great luck eventually dies!"

"Any last words?"

Lin Yan suddenly spoke up, calmly saying: "I’ll do my best to fulfill... unless it’s simply about taking my life as the Saint Master, in which case, it’s unnecessary to speak."

Xuan Venerate remained silent for a while before finally speaking, "Actually, this seat can return to the Sea Domain, never to enter Qifeng Prefecture again... This seat leaves the Old God’s Magical Objects, the 1,600 Cloud Wing Birds, all to you!"

Lin Yan spoke flatly, "Kill Xuan Venerate, and it’s all mine!"

Xuan Venerate paused, then slowly said, "This seat can teach you the method of breeding Cloud Wing Birds, tell you the bloodline origin of Cloud Wing Birds."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then immediately said, "If Xuan Venerate is willing to enlighten a junior like me, it wouldn’t be impossible to let you return to the sea."

"..."

Xuan Venerate suddenly dimmed his gaze, not responding.

"Xuan Venerate has lived for such a long time; a junior like me, only twenty years old, even if I speak against my conscience, could not deceive you."

Lin Yan chuckled, saying: "You destroyed the large Pure Land at the sea cliff, caused thousands of Human Clan lives to perish, causing more Human Clan to flee into the Pure Land... As the Saint Master of the Human Clan, if I don’t kill you, my heart can’t be at ease!"

For a moment, there was silence.

Then Xen Venerate finally spoke, "Since you insist on killing this seat, why do you think this seat is willing to enlighten you?"

Lin Yan held the Night Illuminating Divine Sword, pointing towards the direction of the willow tree.

"Lord Qingling fell early, even the Divine Soul was left behind, only leaving a single remnant thought."

"Not long ago, this Blessed Land manifested once more, allowing Lord Qingling’s remnant thought to revive."

Pausing, Lin Yan continued to say: "And my Human Clan has a Magic Method, where before death, the dojo can be split to become a Pure Land, protecting all beings."

"I can grant you the Magic Method, allowing you to split your dojo, providing the Human Clan with another Pure Land."

"As long as you willingly meet your end, I can leave you a wisp of Divine Soul, with a greater hope of revival than Lord Qingling."

With Lin Yan’s words.

Xuan Venerate suddenly sneered.

"Kill this seat first? Leave this seat a wisp of remnant soul to await that one in ten thousand chance of revival?"

"Even if I revive, will the newborn self still be this seat?"

"Even if I revive, how many years must I wait? Taking ten thousand steps back, even if I truly awaken, how much of my ability can be retained?"

"It would merely become a new evil spirit, a Qi Refining Realm in your Human Clan could exterminate this seat!"

After Xuan Venerate’s voice faded.

Lin Yan slightly frowned, saying, "If one day you are reborn, then all past matters will be gone!"

"Your rebirth will dive straight back into the Sea Domain, no longer an enemy to my Human Clan, and the Human Clan will not kill you."

In response to his words, Xuan Venerate’s eyes showed a mocking expression.

Lin Yan naturally understood the deep meaning in those eyes, slowly saying, "As the Saint Master of the Human Clan, perhaps I won’t live long in this world, but after my death, my name will surely have a place in the history of the Human Clan."

"In the name of the Saint Master, I leave a message to future generations; if you revive, the Human Clan will undoubtedly not obstruct you."

"No matter how many millennia pass, as long as Human Clan civilization exists, the name of the Saint Master will carry on this promise."

"Anyway..."

Pausing, Lin Yan said, "This strike of mine will either completely wipe you out, or leave you a wisp of remnant soul!"

He spoke calmly: "Do you want a clean death, or die ninety-nine percent? It’s your choice!"

Xuan Venerate remained silent, and after a while, said: "When you use your blade technique, make sure to aim at this seat’s neck... make sure the turtle shell doesn’t break!"

"Xuan Venerate rest assured, since my youth, during the day in the slaughterhouse, slaughtering livestock, at night in the Observatory, slaying evildoers."

Lin Yan said with solemnity, "In recent years, I’ve killed countless, vanquished numerous evil spirits and demons... No matter the race, under my blade, all die a swift and clean death!"

The little White Ape came closer, nodding quickly, saying: "Yes! My master is truly experienced and widely praised in killing, slaying demons, exterminating evil, and dispelling magic!"

"His blade technique is only swift, absolutely no pain... Never has any deceased ever complained about my master’s blade!"

"In a moment, once this blade falls, you certainly won’t have any complaints!"

"As long as Xuan Venerate answers my master’s questions, you can rest easy on your journey; promises not to chop the turtle shell when cutting the head."

Before its voice fell, Lin Yan casually grabbed it and threw it aside.

Xuan Venerate fell silent.

Then the voice of the Saint Master came from above.

"Which Divine Is the bloodline of the Cloud Wing Bird ultimately from?"

"..."

Xuan Venerate remained silent for a moment, then said: "The sun in the sky is the corpse of an Ancient God!"

He slowly looked up and said: "According to ancient legends of the Xuanwu clan, the god of the Great Sun was subjected to heavenly punishment, divine blood splattered, polluting the pure white clouds..."

"The white clouds bore the divine blood symbolizing the blazing sun, transforming into birds with golden wings, three legs beneath."

"Through countless ages, as generations of Cloud Wing Birds passed, the bloodline grew thin, gradually losing their golden bodies and third legs."

"The Demon King deep in the Sea Domain, in long solitude beneath the sea, never seeing the light of day, therefore breeds Cloud Wing Birds, keeping them in the dojo as sun and moon clouds, ensuring the immortality of their kind."