Chapter 240: Gathering at the World Passage

Having seen everything, Baichuan also let out a faint sigh.

He offered no judgment on Zhou Qingqing's actions.

Because he was not a party to it, even though he was the creator and "father" of the Primordial Dragon.

Everything could only be decided by the Primordial Dragon that had awakened.

But these Juanzhu of his, every single one of them, were good children.

Having seen everything from that era, especially how his Juanzhu had been treated during his slumber.

At this moment, Baichuan's state of mind, which had become so powerful that it was difficult for it to ripple, slowly began to stir with rings of ripples.

Those were his Juanzhu!

Though called Juanzhu, he had not lacked in treating them as children.

Years of companionship, watching them grow up from small, it was impossible to feel nothing at all.

But now they had been treated like this. He still remembered the scene of that little fellow, the Primordial Dragon, blinking with innocent eyes and asking him for a hug; of Fengyu Dragon carefully protecting a beautiful, vibrant flower found from who knows where, presenting it to him like a treasure, with eyes full of eager anticipation for praise.

If there was anything else in this world that could still move him.

Then, it was only them.

In this world, apart from the initial stage of weakness, the position he stood at was too high, far too high.

Especially after he had awakened this time.

The beings of this world, whether living or dead, had already lost their boundaries in his eyes.

Because in his eyes, they all lived the same; the only difference was that the manner of existence had merely changed.

As long as he wished, he could save them all back.

Under such circumstances, the suffering and joy of the world's beings had already begun to be beyond his ability to empathize with.

Because the ordinary people's domestic affairs, the small sorrows and happinesses and everything else — with just a glance, his nearly infinite computing power had already unconsciously calculated them all out.

This could almost be called a Small Future Sight.

Coupled with his mode of existence, his immense power and size, everything made it very difficult for him to approach the masses of living beings.

A boundary had appeared between him and all living beings.

Thus, he had gradually lost the ability to experience those emotions.

Therefore, now only when the Juanzhu he cared about were hurt or bullied could his emotions stir.

Logically speaking, with such a long lifespan and power now, a normal person should have begun to enjoy life.

But he still could not, although the crisis of the World Passage was now clearly evident.

But don't forget, there was still another crisis.

The crisis from the depths of Xingkong — as long as it remained unresolved for a single day, he could never let down his vigilance, never let go of the sense of urgency in his heart.

He was still not strong enough.

Of course, this current power was still enough to let him face the present problems.

"An interesting little dragon?"

After a long while, a calm, distant murmur rose.

Recalling the owner of that pillar-like finger in the scene, that teasing tone and the lofty attitude of looking at something in the palm of one's hand.

The Flood Dragon also let out a soft laugh.

Was bullying little ones that interesting? Then it seemed he would also have to make a cameo as the villain from those novels — beat the small one, and the old one comes.

At this moment, within the Flood Dragon's solemn, cold eyes, a rare flickering spark seemed to ignite.

That was fury.

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At the same time, the instant the seal of the World Passage vanished, on the other side of the World Passage.

In a mysterious space outside a world.

Here, mist swirled and rose, like a fairyland on earth; everywhere one looked were fruit trees heavy with ripe fruit, and from time to time, groups of two or three kindly-faced good Spirits wandered past.

And above it, a luxurious palace, whose staircase alone had nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, filled with endless light, hovered quietly.

Countless beautiful women with pure white wings on their backs stood upon it, singing hymns filled with sacred aura.

It was a hymn praising their lord — the Lord of Radiance.

At this moment, the great being upon the divine throne at the highest point of the sacred palace abruptly opened his eyes.

In an instant, two beams of divine light containing endless might shot straight across the entire Divine Kingdom, causing countless good Spirit believers within the Divine Kingdom to be greatly astonished.

"The seal has vanished?"

He rose to his full height, hands clasped behind his back, quietly gazing at a certain spot in the endless void.

It seemed that at this moment, his gaze had already pierced through layer upon layer of void, looking toward the vicinity of a certain unremarkable World Passage.

"This time, I cannot miss it, little dragon."

A faint utterance lingered in the void, yet the great being upon the divine throne had already vanished.

……

Meanwhile, just as Baichuan had begun to examine the permission memories.

"My apologies, but this old one cannot let you pass so easily."

Quietly watching several Ancestors of Ancient Dragons depart, Zhou Qingqing, already in her Ancient Dragon form, also smiled softly and looked toward the many evil gods not far away, especially the Lord of Radiance, behind whom stood a massive golden divine bird.

At this moment, the Ancient Dragon, nearly twenty meters in size and wreathed in Canglan flames, locked gazes with the human behind whom loomed the phantom of a golden divine bird.

In an instant, an invisible shower of sparks began to spray forth, and a nameless pressure slowly spread outward.

"Sigh~ Why bother?"

After a few breaths, that golden figure suffused with endless sacred aura softly sighed.

Looking at the majestic dragon before him, He couldn't quite understand why this human He had once valued so highly had ended up like this.

Why, despite His fair treatment of her, had she suddenly betrayed Him and thrown herself into a world that no longer had the slightest chance of resistance?

Was it simply because she was a being of this world, so that even without a shred of hope, she would still choose to be buried alongside it?

He didn't understand this feeling, nor could He comprehend it.

Clearly, if she hadn't betrayed Him, given how much He valued her, along with her own innate talent and ability, it wasn't impossible that she could have become one of the subordinate gods at His side in the future.

Yes, although His current situation in this world might seem somewhat down and out.

But don't forget, this is merely one of His avatars, an avatar whose power is utterly negligible.

If the World Passage's current intensity weren't still insufficiently strong and stable, that seal which others see as immensely powerful would be nothing more than a trivial trick that His true body could break with a snap of His fingers.

The reason He hasn't acted now is simply fear of bursting the passage apart.

Sigh~

He let out a silent sigh.

After all, He still harbored a trace of appreciation for talent in His heart, and so He still chose not to personally deliver the killing blow.

After all, someone who, with absolutely no foundation, could take the Techniques He granted her, research and improve them, even innovate to such an extent — such talent was rare indeed.

Of course, as for whether she could survive the encirclement of other gods, that remained unknown.

After all, not all gods were His subordinates; some gods had been stewing in resentment for nearly three hundred years — how could they possibly pass up this opportunity?

"Let's go, no need to mind her. With the seal now broken, she can't stop us."

As the words fell, He was the first to transform into a golden streak of light and surge forth.

Then His subordinates, who had always taken Him as their leader, closely followed.

"ROAR!!!"

Yet what greeted Him was a tremendous dragon's roar.

The rolling sound waves directly transformed into transparent ripples that surged toward the streak of light.

Then the ancient dragon, its entire body black and wreathed in Canglan flames, raised a massive claw and struck.

But the streak of light merely flickered abruptly, transforming into an illusory shadow that slowly dissipated.

The golden figure not far away shook His head upon seeing this — a world without any foundation after all; a mere minor Technique of shifting between real and illusory was enough to fool her.

He had no mood to pay it any attention, directly transforming into a long rainbow that vanished at the horizon, pursuing the departing ancient dragons.

"Damn it!!"

Seeing this, Zhou Qingqing's heart was filled with anger, yet an inevitable sense of powerlessness welled up within her. But the other evil gods around her, who did not belong to that one, had already closed in.

At this moment, she could only pour out all her strength, ignoring the surrounding attacks, and tear straight into the group of evil gods that hadn't yet gone far.

Since she couldn't stop the strongest one, then she would do her utmost to take down a portion of them.

In this way, perhaps their pressure would be a little lighter.

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(End of this chapter)