Chapter 82: My Jin Dan Can Sing

"Brother, what kind of friends did you actually make out there?"

These were the words Lu Mingze had said to him with a complicated expression before leaving; he rarely saw Lu Mingze show such a look.

Lu Mingfei stared dumbfounded at the illuminated seabed.

Yuan Zhisheng cut into the comms channel: "Is there a figure in your minds?"

"That's right." Chu Zihang picked up the microphone and replied, "What is that? An illusion caused by dragon script?"

"Just how much are you still hiding from us! Intelligence this important should have been shared sooner!"

Caesar's tone was heavy; he could accept detonating the nuclear-powered cockpit to destroy the dragons, but in his eyes, repeatedly concealing intelligence was a betrayal of his teammates.

"There's a person in my mind too!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted, "Everyone! Commoners included, every nation, every single person!"

"It appeared in everyone's mind—no, that's a god..."

Yuan Zhisheng's voice grew softer and softer, as if his attention had been drawn to something.

Lu Mingfei: "@Su Lin"

Lu Mingfei: "Big bro, cut it out."

Xiao Yan: "What's up with Su Lin this time? Starting his antics?"

He didn't know that Su Lin currently had no spare attention to spare for the chat group at all.

What kind of sect was the Xian Ning Sect exactly.

Su Lin did not know.

Within the Wangshu Pavilion, the records and descriptions of that world left behind were few.

He could only reconstruct the image of this sect in his mind through a cultivation method called 【Gu Tianwang】.

A method that, from the Qi Refining stage onward, attempted to align with the Great Dao, with preserving heavenly principle and extinguishing human desire as its core.

Whether the people of this sect were good people he did not know, but they absolutely could not be bad people.

Why was the demand for comprehension so high for this method.

Since the immortal path could not be reached, then one would grind away human desire, using the mortal body to simulate the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

Creation, destruction, cause and effect, fate.

The more one understood the essence of the world's rules in operation, the better the cultivation effect, and the lower the difficulty of cultivating Gu Tianwang.

The person who created this method was a madman, and also a lunatic.

A 'lunatic' who would stop at nothing to become an immortal.

Madly burning away one's own desires, every vine of good and evil consumed by the madness, leaving only ashes and...

True Self!

The influence brought by the Light Divine Fragment erupted completely.

Above the skies of Earth, a scene of ink wash painting appeared—clouds and mists swirling, mountains towering, sun and moon sharing the same sky, ancient trees reaching to the heavens, a silver waterfall cascading down from the nine heavens, and a blurred human figure walking out from within the painting.

With every step he took, light would flicker across his body, and the mist on his face would thin a little.

By the ninth step, his form had already covered the sky, and the mist on his face had vanished.

Unexpectedly, he looked very much like the 'god' that had appeared in the minds of all living beings, but his Eastern features were more pronounced.

Unlike the holy radiance of a deity, he sat high above the nine heavens, his face neither joyful nor sorrowful, a pair of eyes like a great sun, unchanging through the ages, looking down and observing the development and changes of all things in the world.

The ink wash painting world stood guard behind him, existing side by side with the divine kingdom in the heavens as two realms.

The anomaly did not last long; it dispersed together after the thunderclouds somewhere on Earth scattered.

"The Jin Dan is complete."

The Light God avatar and Su Lin's main body spoke simultaneously; the Tree of Concepts outside the planet began to heal and draw together from its split two sides, and the divine kingdom in the heavens was about to close.

All beings discovered that the figure in their minds was gradually departing; some called out with reluctance, wishing to hold the deity back.

Some breathed a sigh of relief, the boulder hanging in their hearts finally dropping to the ground.

It was only after the deity's figure vanished from their minds that all manner of voices erupted across the world.

In hospitals, healed patients and their families shed hot tears; some comatose for decades woke from their beds; some blind disabled people curiously took in their surroundings.

Some priests offered praise, believers kowtowed, and those without faith began to waver.

Some madmen, in the wake of the peace and tranquility, gave rise to greed, planting the seeds of covetousness in their hearts.

On the war-torn Earth, soldiers who had received orders lowered their weapons—this was only temporary.

The world that followed was destined not to be peaceful.

Seventeen light spears shot out toward the four directions, reaching the seventeen predetermined positions within a single second.

This was something he had agreed upon with another Lu Mingfei.

Some positions were in deserts, some on islands, some in the outskirts of cities.

Where the light spears struck, violent explosions occurred; whether living beings or buildings, all were washed clean by the light, leaving behind only crystals formed by the high temperatures.

Su Lin's main body gave up flying, free-falling through the sky; the Light God avatar flickered and caught the main body, sending it inside the divine kingdom.

And the Light God's avatar transformed into countless particles of light and arrived above Water Mirror Peak.

"Last time the toilet was blown up, the experts spent two days explaining and still couldn't explain it clearly."

After the anomaly vanished, someone asked the husband beside her: "What will they say this time?"

"Let them say whatever." The man lit a cigarette. "All I know is my impotence has been cured."

"?"

"Come on, get in the room with me!"

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night; the Earthlings who admired the miracle began to seek out the existence of the deity, and countless events buried beneath the surface gradually had their outer shells peeled away layer by layer.

Within the divine kingdom, Su Lin inwardly examined his 'mutated' Jin Dan.

When he extended his divine sense into his dantian, a burst of sacred sound rang out—it came from his Jin Dan.

Looking at that one white-gold pill, perfectly round all over, with a phantom image of six pure-white wings sitting quietly before it.

Su Lin's expression turned strange. My Jin Dan can sing?

Eight thousand meters beneath the sea

Amid a world-shattering roar, the shockwave arrived as promised — this was the shockwave from the nuclear reactor chamber exploding.

Lu Mingfei's expression was taut; he had already contacted Zhongli, and Zhongli's application to enter this world was ready to go.

The moment anything went wrong, he would approve the application and have Zhongli come over to cast a shield.

This was a skill he had learned from idly flipping through the settings earlier.

Fortunately, everything was nearly identical to the original work — close call, but safe in the end.

As if!

The screen showed that thousands upon thousands of black shadows were rapidly rising from the seabed, gathering together like a black vortex.

These things were the last batch to come out of Gao Tian Yuan, and they hadn't been caught in the nuclear blast.

Lu Mingfei let out a breath. He couldn't gamble his senior brother's and Caesar's lives just for the sake of the meeting scene in the book.

He couldn't afford to bet.

Just as he was about to make a move...

"How strange."

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei was already lying exhausted in the seawater, a bone-chilling cold rushing down from above.

"What happened?"

He clearly had no intention of doing so, yet his head turned upward on its own.

That head of deep-red, seaweed-like long hair, a miko's outfit, a katana in hand, eyes ice-cold.

"Hui Liyi?"

Lu Mingfei's body, as if beyond his control, struggled to swim in that direction.

It was as if he were standing in a third-party audience's viewpoint, watching a live-action film.