Chapter 1239

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Xu Zhangqing guided all the refined and purified Creation Origin into his Divine Kingdom, and the Five-Colored Earth displayed an acceptance capability far surpassing that of spirit plants when facing the Creation Origin.

Those pure Creation Origins, after falling into the Five-Colored Earth, did not sink into the deep strata but instead slowly spread across the soil's surface layer, forming a thin film visible to the naked eye; the film would tremble lightly every few breaths, allowing the Creation Power contained within the Origin to infiltrate bit by bit.

As for the Creation Green Lotus, after losing the Creation Dao Lord's residual consciousness, its lotus body's aura underwent an extremely subtle change.

Previously, it had always been filled with the Creation Dao Lord's aura, forever bound together with the Creation Dao Lord's will.

And now, after that residual consciousness which had slumbered for who knows how many tens of thousands of years was refined by Xu Zhangqing, the Creation Green Lotus returned to its initial state.

It once again became an unclaimed Creation Supreme Treasure; whoever possesses the Creation Heavenly Scripture is its sole master.

Xu Zhangqing reached out to grasp it, and the nine lotus petals all retracted inward the moment he touched them, wrapping the core lotus pod within the nine petals, forming a closed bud the size of a fist.

Immediately after, Xu Zhangqing guided the Creation Green Lotus into the Divine Kingdom, planting it in the most fertile Spirit Field of the Five-Colored Earth.

The reason he did not merge it into the Seven-Colored Lotus was ultimately a bit of wariness.

As the saying goes, one fears not ten thousand, but the one in ten thousand.

If the Dao Venerable wanted to see it then but he couldn't produce it, that would be awkward.

After doing all this, he withdrew all the dispersed Creation Power.

The next second, the cyan light pillar slowly retracted from the deepest depths of the Eternal Night Ruins' dome.

The Dead Silence Power surrounding the light pillar, having lost the Creation Power's resistance, surged back from all directions, refilling the space the light pillar had originally occupied with black silence.

Once everything settled, Xu Zhangqing turned and walked toward the direction where Luo Qinghan and the others were.

Not only Luo Qinghan, but everyone could keenly capture the aura and fluctuations on him, discovering a rather obvious change; Creation Power was practically overflowing.

They did not know the Creation Dao Lord's situation.

Nor did they know the Dao Venerable's arrangement.

One by one, they felt happy for Xu Zhangqing's obtaining of opportunity.

"Lao Jiu, congratulations!"

"Xu Dao Friend, congratulations, congratulations!"

"I feel the Northern Dipper Immortal Mansion might produce a true disciple even more outrageous than Zhen Yuanzi!"

Xu Zhangqing cupped his hands in return greeting, a perfectly measured smile on his face: "Fortunate, fortunate. Once we go back, I'll treat you all to wine!"

Hundred Li Hong's eyes brightened.

This Ninth Junior Brother's wine, that is absolutely good wine.

These years, ever since drinking the spirit wine the other party brewed, he couldn't swallow any other wine.

After Xu Zhangqing walked before the crowd, he deliberately let Luo Qinghan scan him once around, to show he was unscathed in the slightest, only his aura was a large chunk stronger than when he entered.

Luo Qinghan sized him up for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Late Stage Refining Void, Creation Power condensed and not dispersed; indeed you have obtained no small opportunity."

Xu Zhangqing smiled: "If not for you all sharing the pressure for me on the outer perimeter, I also wouldn't have had that much energy to refine the Green Lotus."

Luo Qinghan waved his hand, saying seriously: "Alright, since you're done, then we should formally explore the Eternal Night Ruins."

Everyone has their own bottlenecks.

Each has their own opportunity to seek.

Unless absolutely necessary, who would be willing to come in?

Jin Buhuan, Mo Li, Hundred Li Hong, myself — all the same!

"Elder Sister is right."

Xu Zhangqing nodded, then his gaze swept across everyone: "The Creation Green Lotus is but a corner's remnant shade of the Eternal Night Ruins; the truly good things should all be in the depths."

He holds the Creation Green Lotus, and in the Eternal Night Ruins can obtain an endless stream of Creation Power.

Currently speaking, although his realm cannot compare to Luo Qinghan and Hundred Li Hong, his combat strength is not weak.

Mo Li stood at Luo Qinghan's side, hearing this his expression was indifferent, and he lightly gave an "Mm."

Luo Qinghan surveyed the surroundings, then pondered: "How about this, we take this place as the starting point and begin exploring outward."

To this, everyone nodded.

And then, the first round of exploration began.

This region, ever since the Creation Green Lotus was absorbed away, became extremely "clean."

There were no wandering Night Wanderers.

There were no hibernating monsters.

Only nearly stagnant Dead Silence Power.

Not long after, Xu Zhangqing and the others returned to that half-collapsed palace.

A few corpses lay scattered before the palace gate; judging by their clothing, they were precisely the Yuan Ling Sect cultivators who had crossed paths with them before.

Not long ago, six cultivators had tangled with a powerful monster; at this moment they all lay here, their deaths extremely miserable, as if some power had burst their flesh bodies from inside out.

"All dead?"

"The Eternal Night Ruins is indeed cruel!"

"Those few placed outside, they wouldn't count as weaklings either, sigh~"

Xu Zhangqing and the others, seeing this, being fellow humans, couldn't help but feel some sorrow.

And then, everyone placed their attention on that mysterious statue.

If memory serves, the Yuan Ling Sect's six people had surrounded this statue, and then while searching for something, the incident occurred.

The statue stood half a person tall, its entire body gray-black.

Its material was unrecognizable — neither like stone nor like metal.

Xu Zhangqing walked to the front of the statue, crouched down, and hovered his palm about half an inch above it, not touching directly.

The Creation Green Lotus trembled lightly in the Shen Guo, and a thread of pure Creation Power traveled along his palm heart, transforming into a wisp of fluctuation invisible to the naked eye, slowly seeping into the statue's interior.

With this probe, his expression changed.

Hundred Li Hong was quite curious and asked, "Any discovery?"

"There's something inside."

Xu Zhangqing withdrew his palm and looked at Luo Qinghan and Hundred Li Hong: "A very strange fluctuation, not strong, not weak either.

Yuan Ling Sect people must have sensed this fluctuation, so they stirred things up here."

Hundred Li Hong glanced at the corpses covering the ground and guessed: "Therefore, that monster strong as a Demon God was guarding this statue?"

As his words fell, a dull footstep sound came from the palace's deepest part.

These footsteps were extremely rhythmic, followed immediately by large patches of purple-black demonic fire exploding from the darkness in the palace's deepest part.

Immediately after, a huge demon covered entirely in bone armor, with purple-black demonic fire swirling around its body as it moved, walked out step by step from the palace depths.

Its figure reached nearly three zhang, bone armor covering its body like natural armor, each piece's edge glowing with dark purple light.

Demonic fire pulsed unpredictably in the bone armor gaps, each flicker accompanied by a heart-palpitating dead silence power.

Its eyes were two clusters of dark green flames, inlaid deep in the bone-armored skull; as its gaze swept over the three, a layer of thin ice directly froze under everyone's feet.

Of course, this wasn't some ice attribute law power, but the manifestation of dead silence power condensed to the extreme.

"Ten Thousand Year Demon God Level."

Luo Qinghan's willow brows lifted slightly: "Presumably, some treasure is hidden inside this statue, otherwise it wouldn't have drawn Yuan Ling Sect's coveting.

Pity they're all dead; since it's so, it rightly falls to us."

Her words' meaning was quite obvious.

The surrounding people aren't fools; naturally they understood at once!