The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1219 - 522: You’re Just a Son-in-law, That’s a Profound Level Human-faced Moth!_4

Chapter 1219: Chapter 522: You’re Just a Son-in-law, That’s a Profound Level Human-faced Moth!_4

"In just a short millennium, seventeen realms have fallen, transformed into playgrounds for the Strange Spirits.

Another thousand years, and the one to fall... will be the Qingshan Realm."

"To protect the Qingshan Realm, the Guangyao Society told me, we must gather the power of all artificers to craft the Wondrous Treasure of Light.

Only through Divine Enlightenment can we win a slim chance of survival.

For thirty years, even as more and more talented artificers concealed their identities to join us, we have failed."

The words etched on the slate were bland, but many present felt a trace of despair.

"There are three hundred thousand genius artificers in the Mystic Domain, each a true pride of heaven. If raised properly, they would become elites in their own right, some even achieving eternal fame," the Scholar in a Confucian Robe murmured.

Three hundred thousand concealed themselves in deep mountains, disguised their existence, all for the purpose of forging fragments of the Wondrous Treasure of Light, hoping that the Qingshan Realm would possess its own powerful strength to resist the Strange Spirits.

"Human will cannot defy fate, and in the end, God did not show us mercy... I am not resigned... With only a hairbreadth away from success, how could we give up?

To succeed is to die, to fail is also to die, so why should we fear death?"

"Practice with our bodies!"

"Refine with the Artifact!"

"Our flesh and blood, our magic artifacts, all were thrown into the Divine Enlightenment Furnace, hoping that the towering God would open its eyes and gaze upon the Heavenly Origin!"

Inside the Mystic Domain, these people refined the Heavenly Origin, desiring God to open His eyes and transform the Heavenly Origin into a fragment of the Wondrous Treasure of Light.

But they failed.

Despite their efforts, they failed.

The Heavenly Origin was not perfect and failed to draw the attention of God; without Divine intervention, how could there be light?

Finally, they fed all the spiritual essence of their magic artifacts, their own flesh and blood to the Heavenly Origin, strengthening it, hoping to make the Heavenly Origin perfect.

Yet even so, God’s gaze still did not fall upon them.

"I’m so hungry..." Chen Kangbao sat on the ground, continuously eating steamed buns.

In the Underground Palace, everything, all the magic artifacts, all the food... all had been given to the Heavenly Origin.

The spirit of these things... all consumed by the Heavenly Origin.

It could even be said that the artificers fed their own flesh and blood to the Tian Yun.

"Every day people die, and many are so so hungry, but they simply can’t bear to eat anything, giving everything to the Heavenly Origin, including our own flesh and blood."

"I even thought of cutting through the Underground Palace to feed it to the Heavenly Origin, but that too failed."

"I don’t know how much the Heavenly Origin needs to eat, or when... God will finally open His eyes and have a look at this place."

Words on the slate carried a bleak tone.

"We sit here waiting for death, and for those who can’t bear the hunger, I help them end their suffering and feed them to the Heavenly Origin."

Once entering the Mystic Domain, there is no escape.

Because of the Heavenly Origin, this place has long since turned into a wasteland.

It can be seen that originally, in the Underground Palace, three hundred thousand disguised and hidden, day after day, tirelessly refined the Heavenly Origin, exhausting their hearts and souls.

Unfortunately, they still failed.

They were not willing to just die like this.

So, they fed the essence of their flesh and blood, the spirit of their artifacts to the Heavenly Origin, making it even more perfect.

They endured the hunger, one by one going to their deaths.

"In the end, through the Guangyao Society’s Teleportation Array, I sent out five people.

I hope they would be able to bring the people of the Guangyao Society to the Mystic Domain in five years... In five years’ time, the Heavenly Origin should have consumed everything here.

Whether God has opened His eyes or not... I won’t be able to see."

The text on the floor came to an abrupt stop.

Qian Muzhi held the Broken Sword, sitting on the cold slate, without flesh and blood, and it was unknown whether his face showed pain or expectation when the last of his life ebbed away.

Chen Kangbao stuffed steamed buns into his mouth, and suddenly said, "Young master, so many have died here, let’s set a table... let them eat something too."