Chapter 770: Chapter 770: A Grim Future

After a pitch-dark thunderstorm, the vast grasslands were refreshed and greener than ever, borderless and lush.

In the lowlands, which turned into a large wetland and formed lakes; they were azure blue and dazzling. A group of pure white unicorns appeared, emitting holy light, hundreds in number, they moved in herds and troops to the lake.

This was a good omen, and had the nomads of the grassland seen this, they would have been overjoyed. However, the Celestials Clan was in no mood for joy, as the mine collapsed in front of them, Divine Spirits lay in their blood, the losses were immense, and each one’s face was grave as iron.

“This is the First Divine Mine, which over the years has yielded a vast amount of precious materials and treasures, yet it was destroyed in one fell swoop, struck into dust by lightning, and even three True Gods were killed,” one of them said.

The Celestials Clan’s Mo Luo, a Celestial God, had no expression on his face as he looked over the ruins. A powerful aura radiated from him, oppressing like a mountain, making it difficult for others to breathe, as if they were suffocating.

“That’s not the point. The Divine Mine can be re-established! The most unbearable thing is that it was Desolate who did it. He is merely a Venerable One, yet none of you could handle him. He’s escaped to the sky above, and what could be more ludicrous than this? Even True Gods couldn’t stop him, you’re all useless!”

Mo Luo roared, unable to contain himself any longer. The recent events were a disgrace to the Celestials Clan. Even he and another Celestial God had been left disheveled and disgraced.

“We acknowledge our wrongs,” a group of people lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze, trembling uncontrollably, with many kneeling under the Celestial God’s imposing presence.

“What use is acknowledging your wrongs?!” another Celestial God bellowed: “Can you recover the lost Immortal Seed? It is priceless; it might have produced an emperor for the Celestials Clan!”

But what the two Celestial Gods couldn’t tolerate the most was that the one who took action was Desolate, a rising star they intended to suppress, who dared to act so recklessly and wildly.

This was an outright humiliation. Shi Hao was retaliating and seeking revenge. Having experienced the incident first-hand, they were acutely aware of all the hidden details and secrets.

They had thrown Shi Hao into the Black Prison, making him a prisoner under their feet, subjected to a harsh and cruel torture, which left many holes through his body, bloody and gaping.

From that day on, since Shi Hao escaped, there was no turning back!

Is this the start of his revenge?

The two Celestial Gods did not regret their actions, for the Celestials Clan’s decision was for the good of their entire tribe. If they could acquire the Kun Peng’s technique or the Thunder Emperor Technique, it could significantly enhance their clansmen’s strength!

This had far-reaching implications. Given time and decades of accumulation, the Celestials Clan might be able to rejuvenate and reassert the supreme authority of the imperial family.

However, a variable had arisen – Ye Qinxian arrived and reached an agreement with the old Celestials, allowing Shi Hao to leave, which was not within their expectations.

“Just now, we received secret intelligence that the Protector himself will come in person. You all better watch out!” Celestial God Mo Luo said coldly.

“What, the Protector…” Everyone was stunned. The Dao Protector of their clan was someone with a formidable background; if it wasn’t for the rise of the Six Great Celestials in the Primeval Times, he would have been the Guardian Spirit worshiped by their tribe.

“Isn’t the Protector approaching his twilight years?” someone whispered.

Everyone knew that the Dao Protector was at the end of his life, his vitality nearly exhausted, no longer able to enter battle. Why would he personally go into action now?

“Good job you all did!” the other Celestial God rebuked.

If they hadn’t lost the supreme treasure intertwined with the Mother Qi of Heaven and Earth, why would the Dao Protector be disturbed enough to leave seclusion at this time, to exert his final vitality?

“The Protector intends to use his last divination to determine the whereabouts of Desolate. All of this is the result of your actions!” Mo Luo chastised, his hair dancing wildly.

In an instant, the void around him twisted, cracks appearing crisscrossed, and the whole world darkened.

“Thump!”

All the people knelt down, including True Gods.

Because they knew that when the Dao Protector did this, it meant he would use the last of his life’s light to precisely locate Desolate and capture his trail.

This signified that the Protector would leave this world.

At the same time, everyone was horrified. The Protector’s actions were driven by how much he valued the “Immortal Seed” and how much he cared about that young man from the Lower Realm.

“Is that young man so terrifying to warrant the Protector’s concern…” someone murmured to themselves, the expression on their face revealing their anticipation of severe consequences.

From ancient times to the present, there have always been striking young talents rising in the Three Thousand States, but many withered during their growth, and the majority faded into obscurity, not stirring the concern of an imperial family to such an extent.

But this time was apparently different. The Protector chose to take such action in his dying moments, exerting his “remaining heat”. What did he see? Even if those with strong and heaven-defying cultivation were drying up in blood and severely declining in combat power in their old age, they would often have Spirit Communication and perceive some inexplicable things.

Thinking about this issue, everyone felt a chilling shiver. This was not good. They felt that perhaps the Protector had caught a glimpse of Time Fragments and seen an unfavorable future.

Therefore, he intended to do it, to use his destiny’s last divination to find Desolate and capture Shi Hao!

“Do you understand the severity of the consequences now?” Mo Luo scolded furiously, the vast cracks in the black void around him becoming even more terrifying, shaking the entire grassland.

The other Celestial God shouted, “The only way you can make amends is to find that person and capture him before the Protector arrives!”

The grassland turned chilly, all were silent as cicadas in winter, realizing that a significant incident had occurred.

“Mobilize all forces, call to action those lineages and units related to our clan. They should have been searching for these days. See if there are any clues now!” Mo Luo ordered.

“Yes!” The people, with gritted teeth, responded loudly. Now no one dared to dissent, for dissent meant certain death; none would dare to provoke the Celestial Gods’ wrath.

The Extermination Order Against Desolate resounded across the great grassland. The Celestials Clan mobilized, calling upon the regions and the tribes and Heaven Mending Pavilion that held relations with them, all to look for Shi Hao.

It was an immense hunt, sparing no expense, seeking only results!

However, the Celestials Clan had not yet publicly revealed that Desolate was in fact Shi Hao from the Lower Realm, still keeping it secret, evidently resolved to obtain his precious symbol and other abilities, hoping to monopolize them.

The region was in chaos, winds howling and clouds surging, countless men and horses in action, blades and swords casting shadows, Brother Jin shining with a cold luster, filled with an air of solemn lethality.

Shi Hao heard the winds but paid them no heed.

He once stood at the mountain gate, looking down and said to himself, “My identity is probably going to be exposed.”

Remarkably, his heart was at peace, without a trace of fear. Instead, his vision became clearer, his eyes brimming with resolve; he was determined to grow stronger!

“If I were emperor, who would dare insult me, who would dare rob me of my precious symbols, who would dare imprison me as a footrest prisoner?”

Shi Hao sighed softly. This was the vast higher realms of Three Thousand States, where the law of the jungle prevailed, savage and cruel, where reason sometimes failed to persuade.

However, when you rise, all clans respect you, the strong come to pay homage, presenting a completely different scene.

In the Celestial Immortal Academy, some of the Six Great Celestials of the Celestials Clan were unable to remain calm.

Apart from You Yu and Yun Xi, the others had arrived later, because an Immortal Seed had emerged here, granting enlightenment, so the high ranks of their clan had summoned them.

Nobody expected such an accident to occur, the prairie thrown into utter disarray, while the Divine Level experts of the clan were swamped with problems, unable to attend to anything else.

“I truly wish to shatter Desolate into ten thousand pieces; how dare they humiliate my clan like this, they truly deserve to die!” Yulun said, dressed in white, with a head full of purple hair, looking as handsome as jade.

He was one of the most exceptional disciples of the current Celestials Clan, with extraordinary cultivation, having once dared to challenge You Yu and engage in an intense battle.

He did not obtain the Heavenly Destiny Stone, but even so, his rank among the Six Great Celestials remained extremely high, far surpassing Kunmo who was ousted from the group.

“What a pity, we are not his match, even if You Yu battles him, we can’t be sure of victory,” another one spoke up, ranking the lowest of the Six Great Celestials.

“He killed a True God, it must have involved treasures or some special method; his real combat prowess can’t possibly be that great,” another person speculated the truth.

Indeed, all outsiders also believed the same, because even for a Venerable One defying the heavens, it was impossible to slay a True God based solely on their own strength.

“Enough said. That so-called Senior Brother at the small mountain gate’s provocation, do you think we should allow him to live?” Yulun spoke, his gaze cold as ice.

He had already been informed: clan members had been defeated, and the so-called Eighth Prodigy Kunmo had even had his cultivation disabled. He had always wanted to make a trip there himself, to disable the man.

Especially now, having received news that that “Senior Brother” had once visited the Celestial Immortal Academy, boasting that anyone who dares to challenge will be extinguished, which had enraged him.

The Celestial Clan was already beleaguered by misfortunes, and yet to suffer such provocation, his killing intent surged, wishing to take care of it immediately.

“We can’t be careless; I’ve heard he is quite strong, or else he couldn’t have disabled Kunmo, we should not act rashly,” the Sixth Prodigy spoke up, though he also had the urge to act.

“What’s there to fear? I’ve seen Kunmo’s injuries and discerned that person’s strength; he certainly wouldn’t be stronger than me. Even if he could match me in strength, I possess a secret treasure bestowed by a Celestial God that makes killing him all too easy,” Yulun stated.

“Still, we should refrain from reckless actions; our clan is in such dire straits. It’s better for us to remain calm,” the Sixth Prodigy cautioned.

“That’s exactly why I want to vent the anger; we can’t tolerate any Tom, Dick, or Harry bullying our clan!”

“I’ll go consult with Senior Brother You Yu and see what he thinks,” the Sixth Prodigy stated, another person nodding in agreement.

In the end, they parted on poor terms.

Yulun was arrogant and always believed that if it weren’t for You Yu’s Primordial origins, he might not necessarily be stronger than him. This was also true for obtaining the Heavenly Destiny Stone–it was all a matter of luck.

“Brother Yulun, did you hear that? That guy from the dilapidated mountain gate openly declares that he calmly awaits your challenge to ascend and confront him, and that he will extinguish anyone who comes,” someone said as they saw Yulun appear, greeting him this way.

Yulun was taking a walk when his expression turned even darker, saying, “Who does he think he is, daring to challenge my Celestials Clan, I’ll obliterate him casually while out to enjoy the scenery!”

Many in the academy turned their gazes this way, their discussions buzzing with intrigue upon knowing his identity.

“The Celestials Clan is being driven into a corner, humiliated by Desolate, I wonder if they can take him down.”

“Oh? The Six Great Celestials haven’t gone to that arena yet? I thought they would make a move to suppress that Senior Brother quickly, yet so much time has passed, and they’ve done nothing. Could it be they are afraid?”

Hearing such discussions made Yulun’s expression even uglier. He was very handsome, dressed in white, which should have given him an air of charm, but at that moment, he was cloaked in murderous intent.

One after another, the news was just too exasperating, unsettling him further. Coupled with his inherent pride and arrogance, it was naturally unbearable.

After all, he was a scion of the imperial family, touted as one of the Six Great Celestials, a pillar of his clan–if it weren’t for not possessing the Heavenly Destiny Stone, he could likely have become one of the strongest experts of his clan.

“Who knows the way? I’m going to slaughter that man; what’s a little broken gatekeeper, a presumptuous and ignorant madman worth? One thrust of my spear could split him asunder!” Yulun declared coldly.

Such remarks, of course, caused a sensation, with many people readily offering to lead the way.

“If my clansmen are looking for me, tell them to warm a pot of wine for me. I’ll be back in a jiffy after beheading that madman and drink the wine. Also, tell Kunmo to wait and vent his anger,” Yulun said.

The entrance to the academy suddenly became noisy, unsure how many were moved by the words, as numerous cultivators approached, all in anticipation.

Yulun whistled, and a pristine white Flood Dragon stepped through the void, roaring like thunder, rushing forth at lightning speed.

This Flood Dragon had the body of a horse, the head of a water dragon, covered in white scales, shimmering with resplendent light, extraordinarily majestic, and emitting a terrifying aura, far stronger than ordinary young powerhouses.

“Lead the way, I’m going to cut him down!” He mounted his steed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.wuxiaworld.site.)

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