Chapter 488: The God Game Begins

The ancient gods have fallen, and the members of the Cang Tong Organization have been slaughtered.

The entire Supreme Heavenly Realm is in a state of turmoil.

However, the Beast Masters are all filled with excitement.

It is as if this slaughter is a carnival before the God Game.

Yet, for some reason, an inexplicable emotion suddenly arose in the heart of the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord.

Her hand clutched her purple-gold gourd, and her divine sense suddenly swept across the entire Supreme Heavenly Realm.

This action naturally attracted the attention of Zhou Buqu and Qianyuanzi.

"Vermilion Bird Saint Lord, what is the meaning of this?" Zhou Buqu asked.

"I am looking for... someone." The Vermilion Bird Saint Lord's voice was cold, and her delicate body was even trembling slightly.

Upon hearing this, Qianyuanzi's gaze became vigilant, and he also began to scan the surroundings.

Zhou Buqu looked at the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord, his gaze softening: "The legendary Saint Master?"

"If fate allows, I too would like to see what kind of demeanor the legendary Saint Master possesses."

Both Zhou Buqu and Qianyuanzi had heard of the Saint Master, but neither had ever met one.

Rumor has it that the five saints of the Holy Palace are all disciples of the Saint Master.

The Five Saint Lords have neither confirmed nor denied this claim.

But what is certain is that the Saint Master must have a deep connection with the five saints, and may have even instructed them.

Yet, the Saint Master is like a mystery, having never appeared.

Qianyuanzi narrowed his eyes: "I have lived for so many years, yet I have never known of the Saint Master."

"If I were to see them with my own eyes, they might even be an old acquaintance."

Qianyuanzi is the longest-living creature in the Beast Master Great World.

If the Saint Master were a top-tier powerhouse of the Beast Master Great World, it would be impossible for him to have never met them.

Perhaps it is an old acquaintance he thought had long since died.

However, after a long while, a look of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord: "... I did not find them."

"But they... must have been here."

"Why are they unwilling to see me!"

A look of pain appeared in the eyes of the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord.

Zhou Buqu glanced at the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord and also revealed a look of sighing: "Since the Saint Master is unwilling to appear, then one cannot force it."

"But with the God Game about to begin, the Saint Master is also a part of the Beast Master Great World and will surely appear."

Upon hearing this, a ray of hope burst forth in the eyes of the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord: "Yes, in a hundred years, they will definitely appear!"

After the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord finished speaking, her figure vanished.

Seeing this, Qianyuanzi and Zhou Buqu both shook their heads.

In their view, the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord must be unable to accept the Saint Master appearing and then leaving again.

Therefore, she is chasing after them now, hoping to find the Saint Master's trail.

However, at their level of cultivation, it is simple enough to hide from someone.

Seeing the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord leave, Qianyuanzi looked at Zhou Buqu: "Who do you think was the traitor who betrayed our Human Race thousands of years ago?"

As Qianyuanzi spoke, he looked toward the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord.

"Are you trying to say the first-generation Vermilion Bird Saint Lord?" Zhou Buqu sighed, "She already died in battle for the Beast Master Great World; one should not slander others without evidence."

"Brother Zhou, I know you admire heroes," Qianyuanzi said slowly, "Although we wiped out the Cang Tong this time, there may still be spies."

"Thousands of years ago, there might have been more than one traitor like Vermilion Bird."

Zhou Buqu's gaze turned cold: "Do you know of the Calamity Lord?"

Qianyuanzi narrowed his eyes: "I have heard a little."

Hearing this, Zhou Buqu sighed deeply: "Above the five Saint Domains, there is one Calamity Lord and one spy; there are only three people we can trust."

"May we win the God Game."

Zhou Buqu's voice carried a deep sense of weariness.

"Spies... there may be more than one, who knows?" Qianyuanzi flicked his horsetail whisk, "I have suspected Brother Zhou of being the Calamity Lord, and I fear Brother Zhou has suspected me as well."

Zhou Buqu looked at Qianyuanzi: "I will not interfere with the quota for the Chosen One."

"Neither will I," Qianyuanzi said.

This was to prove their innocence.

And they themselves cannot participate in the God Game.

Therefore, even if there is a traitor, it cannot affect the direction of the God Game.

"There is a high probability that the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord will participate in this God Game," Qianyuanzi said pointedly.

If the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord were a traitor and still participated in the God Game, then... the Beast Master Great World would have almost no chance of winning.

"She is currently the only one above the Saint Domain among the Chosen Ones."

"Regardless, we must give her our utmost trust," Zhou Buqu finished, and his figure dissipated.

Qianyuanzi sat alone on the high platform, his mind somewhat dazed.

"Vermilion Bird Saint Lord... Zhou Buqu... the two Supreme Elders... who exactly is the traitor?"

"Could it be... me? Haha." Qianyuanzi's figure also vanished.

The Supreme Heavenly Palace is slaughtering the Cang Tong, and in the Beast Master Great World, many powerhouses have also taken action to slaughter members of the Cang Tong in various realms.

Many worlds have fallen into small-scale turmoil.

And in the world where the Yuan Palace is located, a great war also broke out.

However, that battle happened too quickly, and the people within the Yuan Palace had not yet reacted.

One day later, Lin Chao stood at a graveyard.

Here, there were thousands of tombstones.

The tombstones here all belonged to members of the Shengtian organization.

They were also the original players.

Lin Chao looked at the dense rows of tombstones, a desolate expression rising in his heart.

He buried the red bead here.

Then, he said goodbye to Hong Ying and said goodbye to Mu Bairen.

It was time for him to leave this place; it was also time to wait for a moment... death.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

For Ordinary people, a hundred years is very long; it could even be said that the length of a lifetime does not reach a hundred years.

For cultivators, however, a hundred years is very short; perhaps it would pass in the time of a single seclusion.

At this moment, the Supreme Heavenly Palace gathered what could be called the elite of the entire Beast-Taming Great World.

The bell rang, desolate and tragic.

Everyone looked at the thirty-six people on the high platform, their eyes filled with hope.

Some prayed, some wept bitterly, and some had crazed expressions.

The God Game... officially begins.

Thirty-six Chosen Ones will represent the Beast-Taming Great World in battle.

If they win, the Beast-Taming Great World survives.

If they lose, the Beast-Taming Great World perishes.

Zhou Buqu looked at those thirty-six people, his eyes filled with endless desolation, especially when he saw someone he had expected among those thirty-six.

"I wish you all success!"

A golden light flashed, the thirty-six Chosen Ones disappeared, and the field became desolate.

"You must succeed!"

Half an hour later, a tall and straight figure appeared in a sea area, his whole body shrouded in mist, making it impossible for people to see his face clearly.

In the sea area, a large ship rose.

The seawater was instantly overturned, and the water level dropped.

Fifteen Saint Domain powerhouses flew out from the ship together.

These fifteen Saint Domain powerhouses were all elites from the Three Palaces.

Among them, the Black Tortoise Saint Master stepped forward with a respectful expression on his face: "Greetings, Master of Calamity."

"Now, the Tomorrow Project has succeeded, and the Ship of Tomorrow carries the seeds of hope for the Beast-Taming Great World."

"A total of 1,367,534,407 people, along with many cultivation techniques and methods."

"Now, we only wait for the Master of Calamity to board the ship and activate the Ship of Tomorrow."

"We will then be able to follow the Master of Calamity, leave the Beast-Taming Great World, and preserve the seeds of hope."

The other Saint Domain powerhouses also looked at the Master of Calamity.

They were all very curious about which powerhouse the Master of Calamity actually was.

The Master of Calamity looked at the crowd, and a stone tablet appeared in his hand: "This is the Tulu Ancient Book; only by using it can the Ship of Tomorrow break free from the blockade of the Red Pupil."

The others saw the Tulu Ancient Book, and a trace of urgency appeared in their eyes.

The Tulu Ancient Book was the guarantee for the Ship of Tomorrow.

The Black Tortoise Saint Master stepped forward: "Please, Master of Calamity, board the ship and activate the Tulu Ancient Book."

The others had the same thought.

The Master of Calamity was their nominal leader and was also above the Saint Domain.

It was most appropriate for the Master of Calamity to activate the Tulu Ancient Book.

"I... will not board the ship." The Master of Calamity's voice was desolate.

"What?"

"Master of Calamity?"

"Does the Master of Calamity intend to fall here?"

"But, without the Master of Calamity, even if we escape to other worlds, our Beast-Taming Great World will be unable to gain a firm foothold, and it will be very difficult for the Beast-Taming Great World to revive."

These Saint Domain powerhouses were urgent in their attitude; they did not want the Master of Calamity to leave.

After all, the Master of Calamity was the only one among them who was above the Saint Domain.

Only with the Master of Calamity present could the Tomorrow Project be truly successfully implemented.

"I entrust the Tulu Ancient Book to you all." The Master of Calamity's attitude was very resolute.

The Tulu Ancient Book flew onto the Ship of Tomorrow.

Although these people were unwilling, they ultimately could not say anything.

After all, that was the Master of Calamity.

An existence above the Saint Domain.

The Black Tortoise Saint Master sighed: "Since that is the case, I hope that Master of Calamity, senior..."

He could not say the words that followed.

Remaining in the Beast Master World, there is a one hundred percent chance of falling.

However, the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord still asked: "I wonder if we might have the opportunity to behold the true countenance of the Calamity Master?"

The others also looked at the Calamity Master in this way.

They were also very curious about who the Calamity Master really was.

The Calamity Master looked at these people, and the mist on his face dissipated.

Upon seeing that face, the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord felt a shock in her heart: "How is this possible!"

The remaining Beast Masters had the same thought.

How is this possible!

Unfortunately, before they could recover, the figure of the Calamity Master had already dissipated and vanished.

……

A golden light flashed by.

Thirty-six Chosen Ones appeared in a desolate world.

This world had no flowers, plants, or trees, nor did it have insects, birds, fish, or beasts; naturally, no living creatures could be seen either.

"Such a strong aura of slaughter." Mu Bairen had a grave expression in his eyes.

"This is not slaughter, it is destruction." The Vermilion Bird Saint Lord's voice was cold, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, as if she wanted to find that familiar figure among them.

Unfortunately, she failed.

Mu Bairen looked at this niece from the past with a sigh in his eyes, and he suddenly spoke: "I have met the Saint Master."

"What?" The Vermilion Bird Saint Lord's gaze became cold and sharp, filled with a sense of oppression, as she looked at Mu Bairen, "Did you say something reckless to the Saint Master?"

No, even so, the Saint Master... would also come here.

But... why didn't he come.

Where... is the Saint Master exactly?"

The Vermilion Bird Saint Lord's emotional fluctuation was only for an instant.

Soon, she recovered her state.

She was the leader of this group of Chosen Ones.

She had to take responsibility.

The people around them all revealed different expressions.

Zhou Sen stood apart from the crowd, a powerful aura radiating from his body; hearing the words "Saint Master," he could not help but think of the bookstore owner who taught him cultivation techniques.

To him, even if that person was not the Saint Master, he was certainly related to the Saint Master.

Mu Bairen looked at this niece and did not continue to dwell on this topic, instead asking: "Vermilion Bird Saint Lord, you are our leader.

You also know the most about the God Game; please explain how we should proceed, Vermilion Bird Saint Lord."

The other Chosen Ones also looked toward the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord one after another.

The Vermilion Bird Saint Lord was the strongest among these Chosen Ones and the only one above the Saint Domain.

The other Chosen Ones, although favored by the world, had only just broken through to the Saint Domain.

The Vermilion Bird Saint Lord scanned the crowd and said slowly: "The God Game is divided into three stages.

The first stage is the Fierce Beast Stage; the second stage is the Heart-Questioning Stage; the third stage is the World-Destroying Dragon Stage."

This God Game was the same as the last one.

Only the final stage had changed.

In the final stage, the opponent last time was Red Pupil, but this time it had been replaced by the World-Destroying Dragon.

Of course, the Chosen Ones present already knew these things.

"The first stage is the simplest; we are only facing a group of fierce beasts.

As long as we unite, these fierce beasts are nothing to worry about.

The second stage is somewhat difficult.

In this stage, each of us will be separated and enter our own illusions.

Only those who pass through the illusion can go to the third stage.

Therefore... the time to pass the second stage is uncontrollable."

"This means that those who pass first will need to face the World-Destroying Dragon first." Mu Bairen's gaze carried a grave expression.

"This Heart-Questioning Stage is a trap, deliberately separating us so that we cannot gather our strength together and will be unable to deal with the World-Destroying Dragon collectively." Someone also sighed.

The first two stages were not difficult; the most difficult was the third stage.

Especially since everyone passed the second stage at different times, they could not face the World-Destroying Dragon together.

The World-Destroying Dragon could then defeat them one by one.

Yu Yaonu was right behind the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord, remaining silent the whole time.

Although everyone was discussing and expressing their opinions.

However, Yu Yaonu could feel the trace of despair hidden deep in everyone's eyes.

After all, several thousand years ago, five people above the Saint Domain could not pass the God Game.

This time, with only one, how could they pass?

However, since they were fighting on behalf of the world, even if they failed, they would press forward undaunted.

Because, behind them, they carried the weight of hundreds of millions of living beings.

They had already embraced a determination to die.

And at this moment, a cold and heartless voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"The God Game begins."

Following this voice, the crowd looked over and saw in the distance a dense, swarming mass of terrifying fierce beasts; these beasts had hideous faces and bared blood-stained maws, like prehistoric monsters, rushing toward the Chosen One like a tidal wave.

Killing intent flowed in the eyes of the Vermilion Bird Saint Lord: "Form the array, fight!"

Last time, the Chosen Ones did not lose a single Chosen One in this stage.

They had to build morale, and they had to win beautifully.

The war erupted at this very moment.

The slaughter was underway.

And at this moment, in an unknown space.

The blood-red pupil emitted a ghostly light, its voice mechanical yet profound: "In this game, who wins and who loses?"

Zhou Buqu looked at this enormous pupil, his gaze extremely calm: "The Beast Taming Great World loses."

"Just a moment ago, the Ship of Tomorrow left the Beast Taming Great World.

I fear that if the Honored Lord finds out, he will certainly punish me.

However, since you and I are acquaintances and are cooperating once again, I will leave a seed for your world," the Red Pupil said with a smile in its voice, "I must also thank you; if not for you, I might have failed the last God Game, hahaha."

The laughter of the Red Pupil was exceptionally frantic.

The upright figure of Zhou Buqu stood in the Void, without any words, merely letting out a long sigh.

"Winning the God Game... so what?"

So what?

It still cannot change the outcome.

He is of the War Faction, he is also a Calamity Lord, and he is also a traitor.

(End of this chapter)