Chapter 436: Demon Lord Bailong, the Choice of Moon Worship

"Bailong!"

Tian looked at his wife, who was gradually reviving, feeling this emotional for the first time in one hundred thousand years.

Although he was invincible across the Three Realms, he had been unable to resurrect his beloved, only able to sustain her life with Blood Stones.

Now, through the Undying Heart, Bailong had truly returned from the dead.

Nourished by the Undying Heart, Bailong's body had returned to its original appearance; the once withered skeleton had become a woman with fair skin, gentle and beautiful.

Bailong's eyelids fluttered slightly, and the moment she opened her eyes and saw Heilong, she said in a daze: "Heilong, you... am I dead?"

A surge of ancient memories emerged; Bailong's memory was still fixed on the moment she was killed by Pangu one hundred thousand years ago.

To her, one hundred thousand years was the length of a dream; now the dream had awakened, and she had returned to reality.

Yet, since she had clearly died, how could she still see Heilong? Could it be that Heilong had died as well?

"Heilong, were you also killed by Pangu?" Bailong said.

"Bailong..."

Heilong wept with joy and said slowly:

"Bailong, you worry too much. It is now one hundred thousand years later, and the Ancient God Race has been completely destroyed by me. For your resurrection, I have plotted for one hundred thousand years, and today, I have finally achieved my wish."

Bailong was intelligent; possessing the peak divine power of the Empty Consciousness Realm, she saw a portion of the future and learned of Heilong's many years of sacrifice, feeling deeply moved.

Thus, she took the initiative to step forward and embrace Heilong!

"Cough, cough..."

Suddenly, Heilong's face flushed red, and he felt an immense, demonic pressure binding him.

The embrace of the seemingly frail Bailong in his eyes made him unable to catch his breath.

Such great strength!

Sensing Heilong's abnormality, Bailong hurriedly asked: "Heilong, what happened? You look like you are in great pain."

Heilong kept his expression unchanged and said: "It is nothing, it is just that your strength is much greater than it was one hundred thousand years ago. By the way, Bailong, how do you feel now?"

"It is hard to describe. There is a magical power constantly strengthening my divine power, surpassing what it was before. And my physical body has been greatly enhanced. The speed of my heartbeat is also more powerful than before; it feels as if this heart is not my own," Bailong said.

Heilong did not hide it from Bailong and explained:

"Bailong, it is true that your heart is not your own, but that of one of my opponents. This is an Undying Heart, possessing the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth; your resurrection is thanks to it."

"I always feel like something is strange," Bailong could not help but say after hearing this, that the heart inside her body was actually someone else's.

As the fusion with the Undying Heart gradually completed, vague memories would surface in Bailong's mind from time to time, as if someone were practicing martial arts in solitude, day and night.

At the same time, these martial arts memories were slowly merging into her body.

Indirectly, Bailong, as one of the five great ancient Dragon clans, was slowly gaining the experience and techniques of the Demon Lord.

"Heilong, then how is the God Race now?" Bailong asked.

"After the Ancient God Race was wiped out, I personally created a new God Race. The current God Race no longer possesses the glory of the ancient times and their strength is much inferior. I will take you to see them."

Having said that, Heilong decided to take Bailong to tour this world, to the ends of the earth.

To him personally, the position of Lord of the God Race and all glory were not worth mentioning; Bailong surpassed everything.

Outside, the High Priest of the God Race, Xinyuekui, was waiting silently, and soon she saw the appearance of Heilong and the resurrected Bailong.

The aura of that Bailong revealed an ancient atmosphere that was not the least bit weaker than Heilong's, even causing Xinyuekui to involuntarily prostrate in worship.

"Is this the new God Race? They can be considered my children."

A maternal radiance and a benevolent aura appeared on Bailong's face; she was very kind, and all living beings in the world were the same in her eyes, without the arrogance and prejudice of the God Race.

"Bailong's status is equal to mine; seeing her is the same as seeing me," Heilong said coldly.

"Yes, great Tian." Xinyuekui nodded hurriedly.

"By the way, regarding the matter of the Child of Destiny!"

Xinyuekui asked again; this Child of Destiny was like a bone stuck in the throat, threatening the rule of the God Race. If not eliminated, they would become the greatest enemy of the God Race!

Tian did not care at all about that Zhou Wang Dixin; relying on the power of the Undying Bird, how could he compare to him?

"Ding, Private Task triggered: Defeat Dixin in the war between humans and gods, and guide Dixin to become the true Child of Destiny. Upon task completion, receive 30,000 points."

At this moment, the sound of the Chat Group rang out.

"Interesting."

After seeing this task, Heilong's mood became even better.

In the Script, the true Child of Destiny was Wugeng, the son of Zhou Wang.

After Zhou Wang died, Wugeng possessed a corpse to return to life and became Agou, awakening the Colorless Realm Divine Power, learning the Qi Refining Technique and the mental power of the Underworld Race. Although his journey was miserable and he was constantly beaten, even becoming a one-armed hero, he was indeed a proper protagonist template.

Now, the Chat Group's task was to make Zhou Wang Dixin the Child of Destiny; this meant he could easily defeat Dixin, but he could not kill him, and he had to secretly cultivate him—it was equivalent to a raising task.

This gave Heilong some pleasure in his otherwise dull and boring life.

"The status of the God Race is unquestionable. If the Human Race does not respect the God Race, give them an ultimatum; if they cannot submit, then bring down Heavenly Punishment," Heilong said.

"This subordinate understands," Xinyuekui said.

Afterwards, Heilong left the God Race with Bailong.

In another world, the Xianjian Plane, Lanzhao Kingdom, Moon Worship Cult.

On the Astrology Tower, Baiyue sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the starry sky. In his eyes, the chaotic and disordered stars connected into one mysterious pattern after another.

Such as the rare polar bear, tiger, lion, Divine Dragon, Black Tortoise...

Behind Baiyue hung a sheet of fine, flawless rice paper, on which a large circle was drawn.

The circle clearly represented Baiyue's viewpoint and his exploration of the truth of the world.

From beginning to end, he felt that this earth was round, not square.

"It is a pity that no one in this world understands me. And where is love, and what is love?"

Baiyue recalled the past; since he was small, his foster father had been harsh and cold toward him, whipping him at every turn, which made him feel that all familial affection in the world was fake.

Later, he gained magical powers and traveled the world, seeing too many instances of people turning against one another, all because human desire has no limits, constantly deceiving, harming, and betraying family and friends for money, fame, and profit.

Not long after, a black-robed member of the Moon Worship Cult arrived at the Star Gazing Platform, knelt on both knees, and said:

"Cult Master, we have already found the Princess. Shall we send men to bring her back?"

"Is it on Xianling Island in the east?" Baiyue Jiaozhu said.

The black-robed cultist's face revealed shock; the news they had just detected was already known to the Cult Master—the Cult Master truly possessed vast and miraculous powers.

"It is indeed on Xianling Island, Cult Master. There is also the maidservant who served the Queen of Witchcraft back then; it was she who secretly took the Princess away," the black-robed cultist said.

"Very well, go and bring her back, but do not harm the Princess."

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"Forget it, I had better go myself."

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