Chapter 91

Ten Thousand Great Mountain lies in the southwest of the Primordial Wasteland Eastern Continent, close to the Southern Continent and Xifang Dalu, vast in area, almost occupying one percent of the entire Eastern Continent.

Translation: Qi and Taiyi sped up the refining of the formation base, resolved it as quickly as possible, then rushed to the Ten Thousand Great Mountain to witness that special scenery.

Those sacred mountains belong to true top-tier blessed lands, such as Kunlun Mountain and Buzhou Mountain, and they have given birth to many primordial deities.

We'll keep as: Qi and Taiyi sped up the refining of the formation base, resolved it as quickly as possible, then rushed to the Ten Thousand Great Mountain to witness that special scenery.

This has given rise to a large number of primordial deities who, although not earth deities, enjoy a great deal of earthly fortune, were born earliest, and are called the foremost great gods of the Primordial Wasteland.

Translation: The Ten Thousand Great Mountain lies in the southwest of the Honghuang Eastern Continent, close to the Southern Continent and the Western Continent, vast in area, almost occupying one percent of the entire Eastern Continent.

"A sudden urge, this treasure is so lively; it seems a distinguished guest is coming. The last time such a situation occurred was when I met Yuan Feng and the others."

Silver rings adorned his ears, hands, neck, and wrists, and his body bore various bird and animal totems that roamed and played on him.

A golden worm crawled out of his ear, saw no movement around, and then burrowed back in.

"The distinguished guest hasn't arrived yet, why are you so excited? You don't usually act like this; calm down quickly, don't disturb my tranquility."

Pan Wang cried out in pain; his entire head swelled abnormally, shook a few times, and then turned into a golden dog head—if not for his nose still being slightly swollen, he would have appeared divine and extraordinary.

"You wretched thing, how can your ferocity be so hard to change, your poison so increasingly fierce, that you can only reveal your true form to be resolved, and it's not in vain that I have painstakingly cultivated you."

Now line2 translation: "The Ten Thousand Great Mountain lies in the southwest of the Primordial Wasteland Eastern Continent, close to the Southern Continent and the Western Continent, vast in area, almost occupying one percent of the entire Eastern Continent."

The Six-Winged Golden Cicada is extremely ferocious and eager to fight, enjoys eating bloody meat and strange poisons; originally lacking spiritual intelligence, it became much more docile under Pan Wang's tutelage.

But if the visitor harbors ill intent, the closer they get, the angrier the cicada becomes, regardless of status, and it will bite them.

The Six-Winged Golden Cicada also possesses heavenly-earthly extreme speed; ordinary people cannot escape its attack, and being quick-tempered and short-tempered, even Pan Wang, whom he knows very well, is often bitten by it.

In order to subdue it, Pan Wang, in the Ten Thousand Great Mountain, was attacked by it several aeons, and only through a scheme did he finally capture it.

Long companionship and education have given the Six-Winged Golden Cicada spiritual intelligence; although it cannot transform into human form or speak human words, it also knows what outsiders are saying and can recognize divine runes.

It cannot use spiritual treasures, but it itself is one of the strongest attack methods in heaven and earth.

Although the Six-Winged Golden Cicada has gained spiritual intelligence and its temperament has become gentler, this is only relative to before; it remains extremely ferocious and holds a grudge with a bad temper.

Fortunately, it can now at least negotiate and has a sense of proportion; it merely causes those who provoke it to feel pain, rather than killing anyone who angers it.

Its attitude varies depending on the person, and the degree of tolerance also differs.

After biting Pan Wang, the Six-Winged Golden Cicada hovers before him, blocking his path.

Seeing this, Pan Wang could only say helplessly:

"Alright, alright, for now I'll admit I was wrong; I shouldn't have teased you like that."

Seeing Pan Wang yield, the Six-Winged Golden Cicada then flew into his ear.

But at that moment, a cunning glint flashed in Pan Wang's eyes, which did not match the magnificent aura of his dog-headed appearance.

Only see his hands emanating great spiritual light, he clasped them tightly together, struck the Six-Winged Golden Cicada's body, and before it could react, he slapped it away billions of li, where it fell among the rocks.

Only hear him curse:

"You little thing, you've turned the heavens upside down, right? Wanting me to apologize to you, you're not afraid of shortening my lifespan!"

Having said that, he turned and ran, his form vanishing without a trace.

When the Six-Winged Golden Cicada flew out from the rocks, its whole body trembled, it let out an angry long cry, and instantly turned into a golden streak of light, chasing after the fleeing Pan Wang and attacking him in his astonished gaze.

"How did you become hard again? And you're flying so fast! Don't bite my butt! Are you unable to play?"

In the span of a single breath, the Six-Winged Golden Cicada traveled from billions of li away to Pan Wang's side and launched dozens of attacks simultaneously.

Until Pan Wang took out a gourd, and as the Six-Winged Golden Cicada attacked, he sucked it into the gourd.

"Good thing I understand it well enough; otherwise this would have been rough, and I'll let it out after its anger subsides."

Pan Wang felt a lingering fear, yet also found it exhilarating; however, he never imagined that the Six-Winged Golden Cicada's progress would be so great.

Had he not been familiar with the Six-Winged Golden Cicada's attack patterns and routes, he would likely have ended up lying on the ground for ten thousand years, just as before.

At this moment, Pan Wang's body had many swollen parts; even his divine dog head was no exception, and one ear had swollen to nearly the size of his head.

"Return to secluded cultivation for a thousand years; by then you'll be a true hero, and the distinguished guests will also come to visit—surely you wouldn't want to make a fool of yourself in front of them."

Pan Wang said to the Six-Winged Golden Cicada inside the gourd with a smile.

Meanwhile, the Six-Winged Golden Cicada inside the gourd, hearing Pan Wang's shameless words, went berserk, slamming against the gourd, but aside from making it wobble, it had no effect.

Seeing the Six-Winged Golden Cicada furious and exhausted, Pan Wang observed that his already toxic‑distorted face deteriorated even further.

This six-winged golden cicada also likes to be visited by people of noble status; the more noble they are, the more it enjoys and is enthusiastic, as long as they bear no hostility; in the hands of such people, it will not move.

But if it is a person with ill intent, the closer they get, the angrier it becomes; regardless of status, it will bite them.

Panwang is immune to all poisons, yet being bitten by it causes excruciating pain, making him unable to control himself; he must reveal his true form to suppress the toxin.

This six-winged golden cicada also possesses heavenly-earth extreme speed; ordinary people cannot escape its attack, and it is impatient and short-tempered; even Panwang, who is extremely familiar with it, often gets bitten.

Panwang, most of the time, unless he is prepared, cannot dodge its sudden strike; his previously sturdy bodily spirit light and divine body are of little use against it, shattering on contact.

In order to subdue it, Panwang, in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, was attacked by it several eons; finally, only by using a scheme did he manage to capture it.

Long companionship and instruction have also given the six-winged golden cicada spiritual wisdom; although it cannot transform into human form or speak human words, it can understand what outsiders say and can recognize divine glyphs.

It cannot use spiritual treasures, but its own body is itself one of the most powerful means of attack in heaven and earth.

Although the six-winged golden cicada has gained spiritual wisdom and its temperament has become much gentler, this is only relative to before; it still possesses extremely fierce ferocity and a bad temper, holding grudges.

Fortunately, at least now it can negotiate and has restraint; it merely makes those who provoke it suffer pain, rather than lashing out at anyone it sees.

Toward different people, it also adopts different attitudes, and its tolerance varies accordingly.

After biting Panwang, the six-winged golden cicada hovers before him, blocking his path.

Seeing this, Panwang could only say, annoyed:

"Alright, alright, this time I admit I was wrong; I shouldn't have teased you like that."

Seeing Panwang yield, the six-winged golden cicada then turned and flew into his ear.

But at that moment, a cunning glint flashed in Panwang's eyes, completely at odds with the noble bearing manifested by his divine steed's dog head.

Only to see his hands blaze with spiritual light, he clenched them tightly and slapped the six-winged golden cicada; before it could recover, he struck it, sending it flying billions of miles away to land among the rocks.

Then he shouted:

"You little thing, are you trying to reverse heaven and earth? Want me to apologize to you? Don't think you can waste my lifespan."

Having said that, he turned and fled, his form vanishing without a trace.

When the six-winged golden cicada flew out from the rocks, its whole body trembled, it let out an angry long cry, instantly turned into a golden streak of light, caught up with the fleeing Panwang in an instant, and attacked him in his astonished gaze.

"How did you become hard again? And fly so fast? Don't bite my butt! You can't handle this, right?"

In the span of a single breath, the six-winged golden cicada traveled from billions of miles away to Panwang's side and unleashed dozens of attacks.

Until Panwang took out a gourd, and as the six-winged golden cicada attacked, he sucked it into the gourd.

"Good thing I understood it well enough; otherwise this time would have been rough. Let it calm down before releasing it again."

Panwang felt a lingering fear, yet also found it exhilarating; he never expected the six-winged golden cicada's progress to be so great.

Had he not been familiar with its attack patterns and routes, this time he would likely have ended up lying on the ground for ten thousand years, just as before.

At this moment, many parts of Panwang's body were swollen; even his divine steed's dog head was not exempt—one ear had grown to nearly the size of his head.

"Go back into seclusion to digest a thousand years; then you'll be a true hero again, and distinguished guests will come calling—surely you wouldn't want to embarrass yourself before them."

Panwang said to the six-winged golden cicada inside the gourd, smiling.

Hearing Panwang's shameless words, the six-winged golden cicada inside the gourd went even more frenzied, battering the gourd; aside from making it wobble, it had no other effect.

Seeing the six-winged golden cicada furious and defeated, Panwang's already distorted face from the poison cracked further.

Pan Wang didn't know why, but he especially liked seeing the six-winged golden cicada in a flustered, disheveled state; he thought it might be because he had been hunted down so miserably back then.

Since the Six-winged Golden Cicada fell into his hand, such an event occurs at least once every ten thousand years, and each time it turns out this way, yet he never tires of it.

(End of chapter)