I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 620 - 371: Dojo Epiphany! Saint Master Falls! _2

Chapter 620: Chapter 371: Dojo Epiphany! Saint Master Falls! _2

"For beings without Dao Rhythm, they hold not the slightest benefit for him."

The old man, now with great difficulty in speaking, panted as he said, "When you break free of that shackle in the future, He will come to eat you... Since He saw you in Feng City, He has certainly targeted you, seeing you as an immature Treasure Medicine..."

Lin Yan roughly understood in his heart.

In Feng City, the other did not consume himself, a Saint Master of the Human Clan who had already successfully perfected Creation and possessed Great Luck.

It was because he still did not possess Dao Rhythm!

But He targeted him because He believed that the future of the Saint Master would have Dao Rhythm.

To devour the Dao Rhythm of the Saint Master, the ancient Medicine Gatherer seemed to have been laying plans for decades, waiting quietly for decades.

Thus, He was not in a hurry to devour him.

He was waiting for his growth.

Among today’s Human Clan, the prospect of nurturing the next strand of Dao Rhythm was possibly not limited to the Saint Master alone.

But the Saint Master must certainly be among them!

Moreover, his progression in cultivation was moving rapidly, not a secret.

In the eyes of the other, waiting for the growth of the Saint Master would not take too long.

Thus, He would not be too anxious.

"Dao Rhythm..."

Suddenly, Lin Yan thought of Lord Qingling.

In theory, the tier of the Holy Land is higher than the Blessed Land.

But Lord Qingling’s abilities were not inferior to any generation of the Saint Master because his expertise in controlling the Blessed Land had reached its apex.

Back then, Lord Qingling was not attacked by external enemies nor showed signs of severe injury, but simply could not maintain the Blessed Land due to old age.

Now thinking back, was it purely due to old age?

Or was it because of the long passage of time, leading to a loss of self?

Latterly, He wielded the power to confront the Old God and compel the manifestation of the Willow God because He had nurtured Dao Rhythm?

At this moment, Lin Yan’s mind was awash with thoughts.

The figure of the old man had grown increasingly illusory.

His steps also halted, extending a trembling hand to point ahead, saying, "They are there, go on over... "

Lin Yan nodded slightly, and silently took a few steps forward.

Suddenly a chill ran up his spine, and he involuntarily paused.

"Keep moving forward, don’t stop, don’t look back."

"Mm."

Lin Yan no longer stopped, walking forward in big strides.

Behind him, the old man gradually lowered his head, bent his waist, and crouched down.

Silver hair, a hunched body.

This old man, during a very long time in the past, bore the life-and-death responsibility of the Human Clan in the Three Prefectures.

His every move, every decision, every order, influenced the fate of many.

In the eyes of the world, he should be tall, imposing, austere, and steady.

Before the collapse of mountains, unfazed.

Before life and death, treating all with calm detachment.

Before fate, a carefree smile.

But he was crouched there, crying like a child, convulsing, trembling, choked with sobs.

"The future of the Human Clan... depends on you all..."

——

In the distance.

Lin Yan halted his steps.

The Qi Mechanism behind him completely dissipated.

Strands of spiritual light gathered into Lin Yan’s embrace.

The third book was for the next generation Saint Master.

This is the Supreme Town Object of the Holy Land.

And the next generation Saint Master can be Lin Yan, or it could be another of the Human Clan.

As the Saint Master bearer of Human Clan’s fortune, he has the authority to designate the next Saint Master for the Human Clan!

"..."

Lin Yan gently closed his eyes, not looking back.

This old man hoped to preserve a final ounce of dignity in front of him.

So Lin Yan continued to walk forward.

The Qi Mechanism behind completely vanished.

The shell of the Saint Master had already disintegrated into smoke and clouds.

A generation of Saint Master, with grand vision and strategy, led the Three Prefectures, sustaining the Human Clan.

As of today, bones vanished, now just passing smoke.

If the Human Clan’s lineage continues unbroken, he will have a page in future history.

If the Human Clan’s lineage breaks, he would also merely be a negligible wave in the endless river of time.

The wave disperses, the ripples settle, leaving no trace.

Such has been the fate of past Saint Masters, and past sages and saints.

In the years to come, perhaps he, the Saint Master, might not escape the same fate.

——

Within Qifeng Prefecture, the Dayin River, and the Netherworld Stone Gate.

The Prison Suppressing God King had already slumbered.

He sat with closed eyes on a stone chair carved from the entirety of a mountain, his entire body bound in chains.

Greenish fur shrouded his frame.

Marquis Lingyou emerged from the depths of the Netherworld, his body suddenly quivering, looking afar.

Behind him, over a thousand Yin Soldiers ceased their steps.

"Marquis, what is the matter?"

The Prison Guard General leading a thousand flags stepped forward, and asked in a low voice.

If Lin Yan were present, he would recognize that this person was none other than Pei Xiong.

Once serving as the General Flag Envoy at the Observatory in Li City!

In the short span, he had been promoted to the Prison Guard General of a thousand flags in the Netherworld.

Marquis Lingyou clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes glimmering as he spoke slowly: "Just now, the Master of the South Mountain Sacred Land has already perished."

"No, to be precise, he had long been dead, only lingering out of unresolved attachments.

"Now he should have seen the person he wanted to see and done what he wanted to do, fulfilling his attachments."

"Perhaps he had many regrets, but they were no longer enough to sustain him in this world."

At this point, Marquis Lingyou sighed, saying: "Pity his Primordial Spirit was consumed. Otherwise, this Marquis would have personally welcomed him, granting him the title of Viscount of Qifeng Prefecture... "

"When Wutong Divine Mother forms her own Grotto Heaven and fulfills the old pact, it would be the time for our Netherworld to emerge, and he might have served as a formidable general under my banner."

"Pity, the Medicine Gatherer’s methods are too crude; unable to devour Dao Rhythm without consuming the Primordial Spirit."

"Had He achieved a high enough attainment, consuming only Dao Rhythm and not the Primordial Spirit, He could avoid the entanglement of Divine Thought’s attainment."

Hearing this, Pei Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly, whispered: "Marquis means that the Medicine Gatherer’s path is not a new path but an old one, with someone having reached greater attainment on it?"

"This method is not of his own creation, but granted through impartation, naturally indicating someone walks ahead of him."

Marquis Lingyou said faintly: "However, the current Medicine Gatherer also isn’t reaping a Holy Land Master for the first time, swallowing both body and Primordial Spirit each time, leaving the Holy Land ownerless, turning it into a Forbidden Land, taking sixty years to gradually recover."

"Every sixty years, it’s not only the Human Clan vying for the Holy Land."

"Yet the Human Clan’s fortune remains unbroken; although each time resulting in severe losses, ultimately the Supreme Town Object of the Holy Land returns to the hands of the Human Clan."

"Possibly due to the unseen protection of an Ancient Immortal’s legacy."

"This time, the Medicine Gatherer surprisingly left an empty shell of the Primordial Spirit of the contemporary Saint Master, thus maintaining a Holy Land owner, with the ’Supreme Profound Dao to Saint’ retaining two or three-tenths of its efficacy."

"Currently, the Supreme Town Object should be in the hands of the present Saint Master, and those practicing the ’Supreme Profound Dao to Saint’ around the world, should be relieved, avoiding a repeat of failure."

As he said this, Marquis Lingyou continued: "Yet this also benefits that Medicine Gatherer."

Pei Xiong showed a puzzled expression, whispered: "What benefit?"

Marquis Lingyou responded indifferently: "Normally, after eating the Holy Land Master, he would need to wait another sixty years before a new Saint Master assumes the position... thereby waiting again for a somewhat extended period for this new Saint Master to produce Dao Rhythm, before it can enter his mouth!"

"Now, having consumed the Saint Master but preserved the Holy Land, leaving it for the next Saint Master, it spares sixty years in between."

"For this Medicine Gatherer, isn’t it advantageous for the Medicine Field no longer to lay fallow for sixty years?"

Saying this, Marquis Lingyou sighed, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand.

A wisp of gray fog swirled in his palm.

This was part of the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog.

"You said there was a sudden disturbance in the Extreme West Forbidden Land at Residual Prison Mansion?"

"Has Longevity True Monarch already awakened?"

"According to this phenomenon, it appears something capable of threatening Longevity True Monarch has intruded upon His Forbidden Land!"

"In this world today, the only being freely traversing the mortal realm, is none other than that Medicine Gatherer!"

"He passed through Longevity True Monarch’s territory, yet did not consume this old turtle?"

"After all, he carries the Ancient Divine Beast’s bloodline, and considering Longevity True Monarch’s cultivation, it’s still far superior to the so-called ’Xuan Venerate,’ his bloodline ought not inferior to a strand of ’Dao Rhythm’."

"The Medicine Gatherer had long sought Longevity True Monarch, yet now passed by, refraining from eating Him?"

Marquis Lingyou seemed to have thought of something and couldn’t help but say happily: "Soon, this Three Prefectures region will face great calamity!"

He moved forward with exhilaration, murmuring with unexpected delight: "If disaster befalls, if the land is filled with mourning, countless lives lost, the Human Clan reduced to sparse numbers... then, this time, this Marquis is undoubtedly hopeful to achieve the king’s position!"

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