Chapter 367
One of the statues had its stone shell peeling away, suddenly revealing a haunting green light that seemed to thirst for blood.
...
Li Mo held Ying Bing's hand, and the two quickly found Tian Miao, who was standing in front of a mural.
The mural was painted with Qilin smoke ink, which had retained its vibrant colors over the years, making the scenes depicted within still come alive.
The first mural illustrated a great rift in the heavens and earth, with floods raging, the sun extinguished, and stars falling—a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.
"This depicts the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths! This is a significant discovery."
"Our Nine Heavens and Ten Earths may have once experienced a cataclysm, even reaching the brink of destruction."
Tian Miao gazed at the mural, her calm tone betraying her excitement.
This was a piece of history that had never been recorded in any of the texts of the Yan Tian Sect, a long-buried past.
Li Mo and Ying Bing exchanged a glance, recognizing the gravity in each other's eyes.
The Jade Phoenix Deity.
They had seen similar scenes within the Jade Phoenix Deity.
Powerful beings had departed from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, taking with them the 'Paths' they had refined, leaving behind a series of voids in this realm.
Thus, many innate beings sacrificed themselves to mend the Paths, such as the innate Golden Crow.
And the master of the Jade Phoenix Deity, the Nine-Colored Primordial Phoenix, roamed the world, preserving the sparks of life from each being.
"Could the events recorded in this mural have occurred after that?"
"The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths ultimately collapsed?"
The weight of the information was overwhelming, and Li Mo took a deep breath.
Yet, the current state of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was evidently intact.
Clearly, the mural was not finished.
Holding the glowing clam pearl, the three searched nearby for a moment and indeed found another mural.
The second mural depicted nine figures in strange attire descending from the great rift in the sky, surrounded by countless beings prostrating before them.
Among the nine, a woman led the group.
She wore a radiant feathered robe, exuding an aura of natural tranquility, her face serene and filled with compassion.
"!"
That gentle woman they had seen within the Jade Phoenix Deity, her tender and compassionate demeanor was unmatched in the world.
Her visage seemed to slowly clarify at that moment.
Simultaneously, it began to overlap with the already dilapidated statue in the Ying family ancestral hall.
"Is she... the Nine-Colored Primordial Phoenix?"
"And also... an ancestor of the Ying family?!"
Li Mo felt a chill run down his spine, a thunderbolt flashing through his mind.
Ying Bing's small hand in his palm suddenly curled up, clearly shaken by the tumult within her heart.
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Chapter 403: The Origin of the Nine Heavens, Dream Ba
"The events recorded in this mural likely recount the tale of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths collapsing, followed by the return of the nine immortals from the heavenly realm. They restored the heavens and earth. According to the texts of the Yan Tian Sect, these nine were later revered as the Nine Heavens. Do you know about the Nine Heavens?"
Tian Miao looked at the two with an air of mystery.
"I’ve heard of it."
Ying Bing nodded expressionlessly.
"You’ve actually heard of it?"
A look of surprise flashed in Tian Miao's eyes.
"Just a little."
The strongest among the Nine Heavens, Bing Tuozi, nodded slightly.
Li Mo glanced at her, wondering if Bing Tuozi's destined 'Phoenix Empress' was one of the Nine Heavens.
The information was insufficient for him to draw conclusions, so he asked Tian Miao again:
"Is the Nine Heavens referring to the legacy of those nine savior powerhouses?"
"Perhaps it was at first, but as time flows and the world turns, even immortals like them will fade away with time. Thus, they would select the most outstanding and brilliant powerhouses from various sects in the present age to pass down their teachings."
"Those who successfully inherit the Nine Heavens are undoubtedly the strongest among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
"However, despite their strength, they remain detached from the mortal realm, only appearing when the world undergoes significant changes."
Upon hearing this, Li Mo couldn't help but think of a term.
Invisible guardians?
"How did it evolve from that point onward?"
"Later, perhaps there were issues within the Nine Heavens, or unexpected events occurred, leading to a break in the inheritance. The Nine Heavens gradually transformed into a term representing the nine most powerful beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
Tian Miao said with a sense of nostalgia.
"Who are the current Nine Heavens?" Li Mo asked curiously.
"I don’t know." Tian Miao's answer was quite straightforward.
"The Yan Tian Sect is not omniscient; at least three types of destinies exist that we cannot deduce or see clearly."
"The first type is the extraordinary and saintly powerhouses, some at the seventh realm of the Xuanjing, who have a deep understanding of the Dao, causing their destinies to become vague. Not to mention those at the eighth realm of Tongtian."
"The second type possesses divine artifacts that can obscure their destinies."
"The third type consists of beings that do not belong to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
As she spoke, Tian Miao fixed her serious gaze on Li Mo.
Ying Bing frowned slightly, her expression growing colder.
"Yes, I have indeed received a significant inheritance from a powerful source."
Li Mo nodded.
"?" Tian Miao squinted, about to ask more.
But just then, Li Mo, who had been nonchalant, suddenly turned serious and said in a low voice:
"The jade pendant is getting hot!"
He added, "This time it’s for real!"
Tian Miao was taken aback; could the jade pendant she made be fake?
Suddenly, a soft sound came from behind, and a dark shadow gradually became clear under the soft glow of the clam pearl.
Three figures emerged, their bodies shimmering with a metallic sheen, their clothes tattered, barely revealing that they were once members of the Huan Mo Sect, likely of a high rank, perhaps even priests.
Yet now, their faces were terrifying, with only a thirst for life remaining in their eyes.
Moreover, shadows swirled around them, thick as black water, distorting the space around them, making it hard for the eyes to focus and the mind to remain clear.
"Field?!"
The two words appeared simultaneously in the minds of the three.
Hiss—
Li Mo immediately activated the Extreme Soldier Killing Body, and behind him, the Great Sage's divine intent and the Taiyin divine intent emerged, instantly putting him in a combat state.
The clear light enveloped his form, dispelling the drowsiness clouding his mind.
Whoosh—
The moment his consciousness cleared, a pitch-black claw was already in front of him.
Clang!!
The Chixiao Sword moved faster than forty, piercing through the opponent's palm.
However, this Ba clearly possessed a formidable realm in life; otherwise, it would have long returned to dust with time. Moreover, its body had undergone the baptism of spiritual and demonic energy for thousands of years, making its physical strength surpass that of its living days.
The Chixiao Sword left a series of sparks on it, merely leaving white marks.
But everyone knew what Li Mo's nickname was.
He drew his sword first, not because he was faster, but because his sword technique was light and swift, allowing him to buy a moment of time.
Forty silently fell into his grasp.
The surrounding space suddenly froze.
On the Star Staff, the rolling winds and thunder surged, the Great Sage's divine intent opened its eyes, its golden fire-lit gaze piercing through the shadows, faint cries of anguish echoing within.
Faces of pain seemed to float within the shadows.
Li Mo raised the Star Staff, pushing against the path illuminated by the light.
"Roar!"
The hammer's shadow magnified in the Ba's eyes, and within its roar, fear could be heard.
Boom—
A solid strike.
The Ba stood firm.
How could one describe its experience of awakening after years of slumber?
It had risen, struck down in a single blow—what more was there to say?
"This Ba is a bit strange."
Li Mo looked at the flattened body of the creature, his face serious.
Unfortunately, the Ba could no longer hear; otherwise, it might have sat up in shock, thinking, "I can not only use a field, but my physical body is also stronger than the usual inner realm. I just took you down in one hit."
Who exactly is the strange one here?
In truth, it was understandable. Although Li Mo was only at the sixth realm of observing the divine, he was employing a transcendent technique, bearing two forms of the Dao, his physical body comparable to a disaster beast, and he had seven Xuan Dan within him. Who else could possess such a strong spirit, technique, and body?
To put it simply.
The Divine Hammer Little Overlord was not just a name.
"Clearly long dead, yet it can still invoke something akin to a field."
The first to finish the battle, Bing Tuozi, wore a contemplative expression.
That field was somewhat similar to the one used by the Black Year Beast, though weaker.
"That’s the Dream Domain."
Tian Miao also concluded her battle; the Ba she faced was now covered in true words, its aura returning to silence.
"If it’s the Dream Domain, then can we call it Dream Ba?"
Li Mo heard the name of such a peculiar zombie for the first time.
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