Chapter 562: Descent
“Could it be the legendary mysterious Qi Ancestor who destroyed the two great holy lands?”
“This is bad. Legend has it that this Qi Ancestor is temperamental. My family has twins, a boy and a girl, both fair and adorable. I wonder if they would catch his eye.”
“If it could be settled so simply, that would be great. If possible, my family’s entire younger generation, boys and girls, are at his disposal to choose from.”
“Stop talking nonsense and quickly think of a solution.”
“How do we think of a solution?”
“Even the two great holy lands were annihilated. This person’s strength is too terrifying. Could he have reached the legendary Half-Step Supreme realm?”
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The powerhouses of Guangding City gathered together but couldn’t come up with a solution. The strongest among them was merely a Qi King. While they could dominate a region like Guangding City, compared to the mysterious Qi Ancestor, they were not worth mentioning. How could the light of a grain of rice compete with the brilliance of the sun and moon?
People’s hearts were unsettled. The massive sun just hovered in mid-air over Guangding City. The temperature of the entire city had already risen by fifteen or sixteen degrees. It was clearly the dead of winter, yet it suddenly felt like summer.
A large number of citizens had already fled with their families. Ace hovered quietly above the star, observing silently.
“My Star Noble Phantasm is actually just a projection of a Demigod Level Noble Phantasm. Although far superior to an ordinary Epic Noble Phantasm, it definitely cannot rival the so-called Supremes of this world. Having killed two Qi Ancestors consecutively, no Supreme has emerged. I can clearly sense their faint auras. Is it that they cannot come out, or do they not want to come out?”
Ace just pondered quietly like this until the natural sun set. The entire Guangding City was still bright and in complete chaos. The Ming family had already begun to relocate their entire clan. Ming Yan followed his parents out of the city gate, silently glanced at that sun, and was just about to leave.
Suddenly, the star’s light flared brilliantly, and a massive gravitational force suddenly appeared. All the people of Guangding City were pulled by the gravity to the central square. For a time, it was a sea of people, extremely bustling.
Whether they were Qi Kings, Grand Qi Masters, Qi Masters, or ordinary people, they were all alarmed and uncertain. Ace’s figure slowly emerged from that star. His voice was cold and decisive as he said: “Ming Yan, our agreement, I have fulfilled.”
The people were greatly shocked and began discussing who Ming Yan was. Gazes quickly focused on this youth of the Ming family. He gulped, stood straight as a spear piercing the sky, stepped out, and cupped his hands in a salute to Ace in the sky.
“Senior, I am Ming Yan. Are you the mysterious Senior from the rain that day?”
Ace floated down slowly. The surrounding people immediately retreated, clearing an open space over ten meters in diameter. Ace walked step by step towards Ming Yan, his eyes flickering with white light, and suddenly let out a “Huh.”
Ming Yan also saw Ace’s appearance clearly: slender figure, black robe, a seven-ring Hexagram badge pinned to his chest, and a tall top hat. His attire completely defied Maka aesthetics, making people feel very strange. This was exactly the person in the Hexagram mark who had absorbed his Qi Cyclone for three years.
Ace didn’t answer his question. He grabbed Ming Yan and asked: “Who have you been in contact with recently? Tell me every single one, don’t miss any.”
Intimidated by Ace’s gaze, Ming Yan involuntarily listed everyone he had been in contact with over the past few months, which naturally included Tuoba Yanran. It was just that, for some reason, he finally stopped talking at that indescribable night.
Ace’s expression was very puzzled, pondering: “How could this happen? He is clearly the Child of the World, almost certainly the next Supreme, yet he suddenly lost more than half of his power of fate. Could this be this world’s counterattack after my intervention?”
He was silent for a while. The established contract must be fulfilled; this was also the way to resolve the chains of fate.
Pressing his right hand on Ming Yan’s forehead, he formed a Hexagram mark on the top of his forehead and said loudly:
“This is my secret art. All that you seek is within this mark: cultivation methods and combat techniques, both are present. Everything after this depends on your own fortune. Since you are unwilling to learn my power and insist on the Path of Qi, our karmic connection ends here.”
After speaking, he tore through the air and departed. That brilliant star also flashed across the sky like a meteor and disappeared completely.
Ming Yan tried to touch the mark with his soul power. Two Heaven-tier cultivation methods and Heaven-tier combat techniques unfolded in his mind. He felt as if struck by lightning, and then his whole body trembled. He knew that immense opportunity and trouble had arrived simultaneously.
The others didn’t understand the situation. Ming Yan’s father, Ming Zhan, asked cautiously: “My son, what is your relationship with that mysterious Qi Ancestor?”
Driven by a strange impulse, Ming Yan said: “This is my Master, named Venerable Great Sun.”
Everyone gasped. This name was indeed fitting. Riding a bright sun, roaming unchecked across the Qi Continent, isn’t that exactly the Great Sun Qi Ancestor? The others looked at Ming Yan with completely different eyes. His Master was a Qi Ancestor, a powerhouse capable of killing two Qi Ancestors and annihilating holy lands—simply unfathomable.
“So terrifying, so terrifying!”
“Other Qi Ancestors transform Battle Qi into horses to travel ten thousand miles a day. Venerable Great Sun can actually transform Battle Qi into a sun, flying upon a star. He has truly comprehended the creation of heaven and earth; so terrifying!”
For a time, “so terrifying” echoed throughout Guangding City like a plague. And Ming Yan became an existence in everyone’s eyes that could not be slighted. He was the disciple of a Qi Ancestor powerhouse; the women of various families looked at him with completely different eyes.
Leaving aside everything that happened in Guangding City, in the western part of the Maka Empire, there was a mountainous empire named the Yunqi Empire.
This Yunqi Empire was exactly where the old man Bayen had descended. He was very cautious. Although he descended into this world nearly eighty years earlier than Ace, Bayen took every step strictly by the book.
He was born into a peasant family living deep in the mountains. They hadn’t even heard of what a Qi Cyclone was, let alone the cultivation of the Path of Qi.
But Bayen was a wizard after all. Although he descended as a dream clone and this body had no magical aptitude, the Path of Blood Energy and Heart Fire could still be cultivated. Before he was ten, he ignited his Heart Fire, thereby leaving the mountains and heading to a nearby large city.
In the large city, Bayen came into contact with the so-called Path of Qi for the first time. He keenly discovered that this path could largely complement the slightly crude Path of Blood Energy and Heart Fire. But in terms of underlying concept, the Path of Heart Fire might not be inferior to the Qi Cyclone.
So in the following days, on one hand, Bayen worked hard to break through to a Level 1 Lifeform, which is reaching the so-called Grand Qi Master realm, so he could cast magic. On the other hand, relying on his rich life experience, he maneuvered adroitly in this city, obtaining several Profound-tier cultivation methods that allowed him to cultivate all the way to the Qi King realm.
He then went to the capital of the Yunqi Empire, the Peak of Early Clouds, Dawn City.
This city stood atop the mountains. Its foundation consisted of nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine Mengstone pillars. Legend had it that this was the capital during the reign of the Supreme of Metal. Every pillar was personally refined by the Supreme of Metal and was exceptionally sturdy.
Because this city stood atop the mountains, it was called the Peak of Early Clouds.
Bayen lived in this city for twenty years. From Grand Qi Master to Qi King, from Qi King to Qi Emperor, he smoothly advanced to a Level 2 Lifeform. And relying on his foundation as a wizard, he became a Great Apothecary renowned throughout the Yunqi Empire.
After exchanging a Tier 4 life-saving pill for half a volume of a Heaven-tier cultivation method, Bayen disappeared from this city, his whereabouts unknown for a century.
Some said he went looking for opportunities, others said he was trapped somewhere, and still others said the cultivation method was fake and he had died from Qi deviation.
The former Great Apothecary, the Medicine King of Dawn, became a legend. A century was enough to erase his traces. No one in the imperial capital knew that at the Divine Pill Cliff in the north of the Yunqi Empire, a sect named the Magic Gate was quietly born.
This sect was quite mysterious. Every time they recruited disciples, they had to perform a so-called astrological divination. Moreover, the sect had a mysterious altar, said to be for sacrificing to the great starry sky.
In fact, this altar was the altar channel constructed by Bayen. To allow other wizard groups to descend, there must be an anchor point in this world. Bayen had been in this world for over eighty years and had already become a native. He had even guided his Legendary main body over, quietly becoming a Qi Ancestor of this world.
Besides deducing the Path of Blood Energy and Heart Fire, Bayen’s biggest task was to construct the altar without being discovered.
Now, eighty years had passed in the blink of an eye, and he had finally constructed the altar.
With a flowing white beard and wearing a green robe, Bayen looked nothing like a wizard; instead, he had somewhat of an immortal bearing.
He said softly: “Eighty years. The ratio of the time flow between the Wizard World and this world is still unknown, but since both are Level 2 Worlds, the gap between them shouldn’t be too large. Legend says this world has three Supremes, roughly equivalent to Level 4 existences, rivaling Mythical Wizards.
“Our world only has Lord Ace as a Mythical Wizard; actions still require caution. Detouring and descending from the Kaya World is the best strategy.
“I dared not make big moves. Being so cautious, the altar was finally built without any accidents. The moment for the mass descent of wizards is about to arrive!”
Bayen embedded that core into the altar. He had long since sealed off the entire mountain gate and arranged for disciples to firmly guard the entrances. These disciples were personally trained by Bayen and were mostly trustworthy. As for those with flighty temperaments, they had all been sent out to travel half a year ago. Even if they returned, with the mountain gate tightly shut, they could only wait outside.
Once that core was embedded, an anchor point was instantly fixed and connected to the Kaya World. From the perspective of this world, if the three Supremes really existed, they might be able to sense the anomaly of the world. If they were proficient in this path, they might even reverse-use the channel to enter the Kaya World.
But even so, it was imperative. If wizards wanted to gain a place in the era of great contention in the Kaya World, they must have power, and power is piled up with resources. The resources of this world must be plundered!
With a demeanor bordering on martyrdom, Bayen completely activated the altar. On the Salia Peninsula in the Kaya World, an altar also flickered in tandem. The channel had been established.
Ace’s clone stationed there saw this and directly notified the Legends of the Wizard World: the time had come.
The Heavenly Dao of the World of Qi seemed extremely sensitive. It seemed to have discovered danger. Terrifying thunderbolts descended one after another, and faint roars could be heard, yet the three Supremes did not appear.
Just when Bayen’s face was as pale as paper, Ace suddenly flashed, breached the mountain gate, and entered the sect altar of the Magic Gate.
He raised his hand, and the mysterious dream mist spread, seeming to block something with an inexplicable aura. The thunder spinning in the sky couldn’t find its target and finally dissipated slowly.
“You did a good job with this altar. It allowed me to test out a few things. Now, we transfer immediately.”
Ace raised his hand, and a multicolored vortex emerged, actually swallowing the entire altar whole, making it disappear.
Bayen also nodded, directly abandoning the mountain range, and transferred together with Ace.
Only after they were far away from the Yunqi Empire, arriving at the border between Maka and Yunqi, did Ace set up the altar again and conceal it with the dream mist. This was a primeval forest, just right for hiding the altar.
Ace listened quietly to Bayen briefly recount his experiences, and then said: “This world is quite bizarre. The Heavenly Dao is exceptionally powerful. Those three should indeed be Level 4 existences, but for some unknown reason, they seem to be subjected to some kind of restriction, confined to a certain place and unable to come out.
“The World’s Heavenly Dao, which is the so-called World Consciousness, has already discovered us, but the Supremes still haven’t appeared. This kind of mystery is quite interesting.”
Bayen’s eyes lit up, and he said: “Are you saying the Supremes and the Heavenly Dao…”
Ace shook his head mysteriously, then continued:
“These are just guesses. As the saying goes, when the nest is gone, all the eggs are broken. Even if they really have some conflict, once it comes to a critical moment, they might not necessarily be unable to compromise. We are the greatest enemies of this world. If the Supremes cannot descend temporarily, we must observe whether they will send so-called sect disciples to come. Specifically, I will sweep across all holy land Qi Ancestors to attract all attention. You lead the other Legends and Golden Wizards to steadily seize the power of fate of this world, especially to find the true Chosen One and seize their fate!
“If we can seize their fate and add it to ourselves, it is equivalent to digging up the roots of this world, and our side will also add a Mythical Wizard.”
Ace gave Bayen a look that said ‘I have high hopes for you,’ setting Bayen’s imagination running wild for a moment. No one didn’t yearn for stronger power, and Bayen, as a standard wizard, yearned for it especially. If he could become a Mythical Wizard, not only would it reverse the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves, but it would also be a tremendous opportunity for himself.
For a moment, his eyes flickered with a kind of light, named yearning, named ambition.
Ace smiled and nodded. He indeed hoped Bayen could advance to a Mythical Wizard, so he let him descend to this world first to seize the initiative. But whether he could actually achieve it would depend on Bayen’s fortune and wisdom.
Half a year later, a storm of Blazing Flames and Freezing Winds swept across the Qi Continent. These two words clearly didn’t match, yet they were pieced together, precisely reflecting the complex feelings in people’s hearts.
“The so-called Blazing Flames refers to the Venerable Great Sun who recently rose like the sun. He is truly too powerful, with almost no flaws. Possessing ghost-like, elusive movement techniques, absolute defense, absolute counterattack, and terrifying moves perhaps hotter than the sun.
“And his rise is like a mystery. Before slaughtering the two holy lands of the Maka Empire, he never appeared. After slaughtering the two holy lands, he seemed to have gone mad, frantically attacking major holy lands and Qi Ancestors. The six great Qi Ancestors of the North jointly set an ambush, but he broke it open with his own strength, burning the six Qi Ancestors to ashes.
“Rather than calling him Venerable Great Sun, it would be better to call him Demon Venerable Great Sun!”
A storyteller was speaking eloquently, shaking the copper bowl in his hand. More than a dozen copper coins clinked like gold and stone.
The people present listened with excitement. Some tipped generously, while others retreated slightly. The storyteller wasn’t annoyed either; taking whatever was given, he poised to continue speaking. Just at this moment, an extraordinarily handsome young man dressed in a white robe tossed a gold coin into his copper bowl with a clank.
(This chapter is finished)
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