Chapter 534 Going to the Banquet Alone

Amidst the gazes that suddenly focused on him, Wei Yuan calmly met the eyes of the Heavenly Emperor's son, the last Golden Crow. The youth, clad in golden garments, rose, his pupils fixed on Wei Yuan: "...You really would come."

"Of course, I would."

The Golden Crow remained noncommittal, turning to the esteemed Imperial Consort Chang Xi, and said:

"Although these words may not be entirely appropriate coming from me, still..."

"Human, you shouldn't have come."

Wei Yuan: "........."

Was this dialogue a little too familiar?

He said, a little strangely, "But I still came?"

Wei Yuan exhaled. The Golden Crow, adorned in magnificent attire, gestured, and Da Yi, bound in chains, was brought forth. Two days prior, Heng E had sat before that wooden hut for an entire day before departing. Now, there were eleven Taiyin Stars in the sky, but Heng E was nowhere to be seen.

Wei Yuan saw Da Yi, his face still familiar, but unlike the ethereal, uncertain presence of his past soul, he now possessed a sense of genuine brokenness. Even though cracks had appeared, at least he truly existed in this world.

Wei Yuan nodded.

Chang Xi said flatly, "Then, Human, we are even."

Her voice was soft as she said, "Next time we meet, it will be as enemies, with swords drawn."

Wei Yuan said, "If I have the chance next time, I'll make it up to you with a serving of Guoqiao spare ribs."

The Imperial Consort Chang Xi, recalling the snack that had been fed to the stray dogs by the roadside, frowned, slightly raised her head, and snorted coldly. Then, she stepped forward, the concealing aura dissipating, restoring her peerless, unmatched beauty as a clear, cold heavenly deity, like the moon descending upon the earth.

The many heavenly deities all bowed in reverence.

The eleven Taiyin Stars gathered around her, and the Imperial Consort, soaring upwards, glanced back, seeing the human in ordinary cloth standing on the earth, a gentle smile playing on his lips, as if bidding farewell to a friend. For a moment, the experiences of the recent past seemed like a dream.

Wei Yuan looked at the Golden Crow.

The latter's expression was indifferent as he drew a short blade from behind his back.

With a crisp clang, he slashed, and the chains binding Da Yi shattered, inch by inch.

Then, he pressed his palm against Da Yi's back, forcefully shoving Da Yi towards Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan instantly transformed into a blur, darting towards Da Yi, carrying the weakened true spirit on his back. The Bagua symbols of the Confucian school shifted beneath his feet, moving in accordance with the flow, instantly retreating with unbelievable speed.

Da Yi's voice rang in Wei Yuan's ears, "Retreat quickly!"

Wei Yuan had no intention of lingering here and, of course, retreated immediately.

An boundless feeling of scorching heat instantly emerged.

Between heaven and earth, there was no longer any darkness. The magnificent spectacle of the ten suns crossing the sky, the tribulation of destruction, the violent power that had once caused immense disasters, was now at a level of perfect control.

Wei Yuan's pupils constricted.

Ten suns crossing the sky!

"The Great Wilderness still lacks a cook and a historian."

The youth in brocade robes carried his left hand behind his back, his right hand clenched into a fist. Ten suns crossed the sky, and then nine stars aligned into a long spear, with the final great sun transforming into the spearhead. Thus, the power to turn calamity into disaster was held in his palm, his voice indifferent—

"Why not stay?"

"No need, the people I truly want to cook for aren't in the Great Wilderness."

"A cook is also picky about his diners."

Wei Yuan laughed heartily, raising his hand and clenching his fist. In the sky, violent thunder boomed and cracked.

Oppressive dark clouds instantly descended, silver dragon-like lightning coursing through them. Finally, violet lightning flickered in Wei Yuan's eyes. He lightly stepped forward, his sleeves billowing, the most intense, vast, and righteous Qi emerging from their edges. Lightning缠繞缠绕 his body, and his speed suddenly soared.

Ten suns crossed the sky, and dark clouds covered the world. In the sky was the might of the gods, and on the earth, a mortal wreathed in lightning ran. Even the gods were momentarily stunned, as if they had returned to that distant era, the age of heroes and legends.

The Golden Crow's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thrust out a spear.

Ten suns crossing the sky, a single spear piercing through!

Wei Yuan turned in mid-air, lightning and fire converging into a longsword, and then he thrust out a sword.

The old friend returns to his homeland, leaving Kunlun and entering Chang'an.

The limit of divine-era spear techniques.

The pinnacle of human sword techniques.

The sound of thunder roaring as if an entire world was raging and the tyranny of the great sun in the sky clashed instantly. The gods heard a roar in their ears, and their vision blurred. The light of lightning and the light of the great sun caused them to lose their sight for a moment, and all they saw before them was a vast expanse of white.

Their minds were captivated by it, and it took a long time for them to gradually recover. A huge hollow appeared on the ground, almost large enough to bury a city. Lightning still缠繞缠绕 on the charred rock crystals. The gods only felt their hearts pounding wildly and their mouths dry.

Raising their heads, they saw the young master of the Great Wilderness standing with his hands behind his back, his expression calm. The phenomenon of ten suns crossing the sky subsided, and a ray of lightning streaked away, instantly disappearing into the distance. The human's laughter carried over:

"Today's spear, much has been gained."

"When we meet again in the future, I will return what you seek."

"Farewell!"

Some divine guard wanted to step forward, but the Golden Crow raised his right hand, stopping these cultivators. He said in a cold voice, "No need. They will always want to leave the Great Wilderness. When that time comes, just deploy troops at the checkpoints and rifts..."

"He was also injured, and not lightly."

The divine general respectfully agreed, but did not notice the hidden undercurrent of wind and thunder in the word "also."

The Golden Crow watched the departing lightning, lowering his eyes.

He looked back, gazing at the old wooden hut.

In fact, a situation like today, with a hint of impulsiveness, inviting the other party to a banquet alone, deliberately entering a dangerous place, was it harboring murderous intent, or was it intending to prove to that man, to Da Yi, that a fool like him was just an accident in the world?

Although you are worthy of the human race and the common people, there will never be a second person like you.

The clarity of black and white in the world is not so clear.

Even now, after experiencing five thousand years of time, having become the true young master of the Great Wilderness, composed and dignified, not showing his emotions, there is still a child in his heart asking blankly, why did you choose the common people and not choose to help us back then.

Why?

Helping relatives, isn't that also a morality promoted by humans?

Perhaps rationally he can already understand, but the child in his heart always exists.

When you are the only one in the world who would choose that kind of thing, that kind of thing is wrong in the eyes of the rest of the world. The sun is the brightest place, but staring directly at the sun will only bring eternal darkness. However, is the idea of ​​proving that Da Yi is wrong in this way too childish...

The young master of the Great Wilderness was silent, and only after returning to his palace did he exhale a turbid breath.

Raising his hand, his five fingers clenched tightly, a sword mark in his palm.

Golden blood flowed, and with his divine body, it could not heal. Like a mortal, because he was unwilling to lose his composure in front of his subordinates, he forcibly held on. At this moment, it suddenly burst out, causing a lot of blood to spill. The injury was not serious, but the amount of bleeding looked shocking.

It caused a burst of panic among the maids and close ministers of the palace.

"...It is a never-before-seen mythological concept."

"The lethality is medium, but it is extremely difficult to heal."

The Golden Crow swallowed several pills, but it was difficult to accelerate healing. Even the pills condensed from the elixir of immortality were the same, unable to accelerate healing. The Golden Crow clenched his five fingers and tried many methods, then closed his eyes, blessing it with the authority branch of the great sun's rotation and the passage of time. Only then did the injury slowly begin to heal.

He calmly spoke his feelings:

"Ignores divine power, ignores the body, ignores mythological concepts."

"And time can解此毒."

"Only time can answer this poison."

"Once in a fight, if the opponent is not good at the way of time, they will be dragged to death."

"A new mythological concept..."

The divine-era official serving beside him was stunned. The Golden Crow said, "Since it is a newly born mythological concept, then the Great Wilderness should have a record of it. Regardless of friend or foe, those who can take this step are outstanding people walking on a certain path, and they should be preserved in books for posterity to admire."

That divine official subconsciously said, "But, that is a human, is our..."

The Golden Crow interrupted his opposition, his tone calm and matter-of-fact:

"Over time, countless outstanding people appear and disappear, and the world is vast. If we don't do such things, who else will do them?"

"If we don't record it, who else is qualified to record it?"

"Yes."

"However, young master, what should this type of mythological concept be recorded as?"

The young master of the Great Wilderness changed into a white robe with delicate cloud patterns, his black hair like ink, falling on his shoulders, a jade belt tied around his waist, with a tassel hanging down. He pondered for a moment, pushed open the door, and said calmly:

"Yan Huang lineage mythological concept."

"Its name, Qianqiu (Millennia)."

"This heart, this aspiration, although time passes, will not change for millennia."

"Yes..."

And as he walked out of the palace, intending to pay respects to Imperial Consort Chang Xi, a figure suddenly rushed over, led by the guards, his face panicked, wearing armor. On that armor with a clear divine-era style, there were cracks, as if it had been smashed by some blunt weapon with immense brute force...

No, it was more like it had been grazed by that kind of heavy, brute force, and it already looked so battered.

However, what kind of blunt weapon could have such terrifying pressure?

The Golden Crow said, "You are... Si Tong of the Siyou tribe. Why have you come here?"

"I remember, weren't you stationed at a rift in my Great Wilderness?"

The divine general obviously did not expect the young master to remember his name. He was slightly stunned, then immediately bowed, his face pale with fear, and said, "Precisely this matter, to report to the young master!"

"That rift leading to the human world... that rift..."

"Something has happened. An intruder broke through the blockade, alone, and shattered the formation of thirty thousand heavenly soldiers..."

"Who?!"

The divine general raised his head, fear in his eyes:

"The Huai River Calamity Bringer..."

"Wu Zhi Qi."

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