The North Ao That the Immortal Ancestor Would Not Save, I Will Save

The ice crystal dome collapsed inch by inch beneath this iridescent tentacle, and countless starlight-like phosphorescent lights poured down, making the entire ice palace look like a fallen fairyland.

You Su didn't know why he had such a strong intuition. He remembered that he had faced the Lord of Dreams in her inner demon with Hua Jing, First Seat, and that monster didn't look like the one in front of him.

At that time, He was a troll dwelling in the turbid sea with mad serpents as his hair; now, He is a being draped in the colors of the glittering stars.

Or perhaps, as the source of all things that entice the mind, the Lord of Dreams should not have a fixed form.

But no matter what form He takes, the perception derived from the True Lord's Power allows You Su to clearly understand that he must devour Him!

With a flourish of his hands, Ganlong Venerable unleashed nine Mysterious Ice Chi Dragons that roared forth from the void. The extremely cold breath spewed from their snouts vanished as fireflies the instant they touched the colors—those colorful suckers could actually devour Mystic Qi!

Palace Lord of Dragon Seeing Palace was still determined and biting her lower lip, she flew out seventy-two ice mirrors from her sleeve. Each mirror reflected the weakness on the surface of this iridescent object. Suddenly, the suction cups opened their nebula-like pupils, and the seventy-two ice mirrors shattered in response.

You Su's Ink Pine Sword hummed incessantly, and his left eye, as if possessing its own consciousness, was filled with rage and turned dark red. But with each tentacle he severed, more rainbow-colored tentacles sprouted from the iridescent light. Wangshu Fairy swept her sword horizontally, and her jade-like Sword Qi condensed into a moon, shielding her junior brother from everything in front of him.

"Retreat!" Ganlong Venerable shouted sharply, his dragon-patterned skirt fluttering like a flag in the gale.

"What is this thing?!" the Palace Lord of Dragon Seeing Palace shouted in a childish voice.

Ganlong Venerable was panting heavily. As the head of the Evil Warding Department, she also had an almost instinctive intuition about the three Evil God. Just like on the southern coast of the Central Yuan Continent, when the Heavenly Arts First Seat first saw the heart carried by the manta ray, he recognized it as the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

"Dream Master."

Her answer stunned the Palace Lord of Dragon Seeing Palace for a moment; her extremely beautiful face was illuminated by the constantly flashing iridescent light, turning it into a vividly pale white.

No one could have imagined that less than half a year after the Lord of Flesh and Blood first appeared in the human world, a second Evil God, hidden in Unknown Land, also attempted to descend upon humanity.

The ice crystal palace shook more and more violently. The space that could hold hundreds of Divine Radiance Stone was far from enough for Him, and it wasn't even His full form. His body continued to pour out of the Sea Well, making the palace even more precarious.

This makes one wonder: if He were to descend in His entirety, would even the sacred mountain collapse?

"The Venerable Tian Shu held off the Lord of Flesh and Blood for the Central Yuan Continent, but I never expected that it would be my turn to hold off Bei Ao so soon..."

The girl suddenly sighed softly, as if she wasn't talking about her preparations for a heroic sacrifice at all.

Both You Su and Ganlong Venerable stared at her in astonishment, while the woman with unparalleled beauty flew directly in front of her:

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

"If I die, wouldn't it be perfect for you to have this body all to yourself?" the girl said calmly, gazing at her.

A wave of sadness washed over Ganlong Venerable. She did not choose to defend herself; she was never a woman who would endlessly explain her inner thoughts.

"I won't let you die." She looked coldly at the twelve-year-old girl, "It's for my own sake."

"You can omit that last sentence." The Palace Lord of Dragon Seeing Palace chuckled, as if he saw through her thoughts. "I'm doing this for myself too."

"You're even more stupid than I thought!" Ganlong Venerable was somewhat angry. "If you're so cowardly, you should just hide. Why are you showing off like this? Bei Ao doesn't need a little girl to stand in front of him!"

"Then do we need a four-hundred-year-old woman?" She had already learned You Su's occasional sharp tongue that could drive anyone crazy.

The peerless fairy in her flowing white dress clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, but managed to suppress her anger.

No one knows her better than herself. Although she appears ethereal and carefree, her true nature is as simple and innocent as a child's, seemingly the complete opposite of her usual deep and thoughtful self.

"Even if I let you return to my body right now, you still couldn't kill Him! None of us can kill Him!"

"At least we can stop them." The girl was surprisingly calm.

She was perhaps one of the few people in the world who would not mourn the death of the Venerable Tian Shu. She and the old man were not close friends, but they were both geniuses in the art of Technique Method.

Unlike the old man who hoped to enlighten the world, her nature dictated that she preferred to study quietly by herself, so she only had one disciple, Long Chiyu. After all, for most people, cultivation is a personal matter, but this did not prevent the two supreme beings of the mortal world from appreciating each other.

She was delighted that the Venerable Tian Shu could use that Technique Method. Although she hadn't witnessed it firsthand, she had been intentionally gathering information about Technique Method. She was quite certain that the circle that caused space to collapse was the pinnacle of traditional Technique Method, meaning that the old man's lifelong pursuit had reached its zenith.

Every seeker of the Dao wants to prove their own path, Venerable Tian Shu did just that, so her petite body was also filled with boundless enthusiasm, eager to give it a try.

She turned her head to look; perhaps the only two regrets were the man and woman beside her...

But then I thought that this tall woman was also like myself, and I felt less regretful. I just hoped that this version of myself wouldn't call him "brother."

Her figure slowly rose, and a vast amount of Mystic Qi gathered around her. She was indeed still in the Transformation Realm, but her truly earth-shattering Technique Method were not limited by her own cultivation level. Because the amount of Mystic Qi a person can contain is ultimately limited, if one wants to use such a near-enlightenment immortal technique, then one needs to mobilize the Mystic Qi between heaven and earth like the Heavenly Dao.

This chilling aura even alerted the iridescent object—for the first time, the psychedelic colors converged in one spot, while the area that lost its color revealed its grotesque and disgusting true form.

"Pearl, what's wrong with you! Get down here!"

You Su leaped high, grabbed the girl's delicate ankle, forcibly ruined her carefully built momentum, and pulled her back to the ground.

"Let go!" the girl shouted angrily.

"Stop!" You Su said firmly.

The girl's eyes flickered as she looked at the boy's serious face. Her resolve, which she had finally mustered, began to waver.

She forced a stern expression. "I am the Palace Lord of Dragon Seeing Palace, not that stupid cat! Let go of me!"

"I don't care about this or that! You are Bai Ze inside Bai Ze's body! You want to die, but she doesn't want to die!" The boy rudely pulled her down, placing her across his knees again, as if to carry out family discipline.

Bai Ze was momentarily confused until he received a solid blow to her soft spot, then he remembered that this was not the time to enjoy himself. He hurriedly slipped away from You Su's large hand like a nimble cat, and her porcelain-white face had turned as red as a peach blossom, completely devoid of the majestic figure who had stirred up the world and tried to die a heroic death just now.

When Ganlong Venerable saw this, her mind went blank for a moment. What shocked her even more than realizing that the two of them were in this kind of relationship was that they were not only doing this in front of her, but also under the nose of a sea god of Evil God.

Wangshu stood to the side, seemingly not too surprised. She blinked her clear blue eyes, secretly recalling the time when she was punished by her junior brother for doing something wrong, thinking to herself that she should also make a mistake next time.

Seeing that the three of them seemed to have completely forgotten their imminent danger, Ganlong Venerable thought that the world had gone mad and that even they had been bewitched by the Lord of Dreams, so she had to be the most clear-headed one!

"Stopping him is useless! The Lord of Flesh and Blood hasn't even set foot in Zhongyuan, but He already has one foot in Bei'ao! We can stop Him once, but we can't stop Him a thousand times over! So we can't stop him! We must kill Him!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the three of them turned to look at the woman.

Her ambition infected the three of them, and only the words 'godslayer' remained in their minds.

"He manipulated so many people's hearts to break through the tunnel, thinking he could set foot in the human world! I will never let him go back like this! I will kill him!"

She reignited the flame in her heart, and it burned even brighter.

"I like the way you openly plot in front of your enemies."

You Su suddenly chuckled, and the Ink Pine Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, as if roaring at the Evil God that blotted out the sky behind the four of them.

Wangshu stepped forward, making it clear that she would do whatever her junior brother did.

Bai Ze surveyed the three of them, her earlier embarrassment and anger vanishing. She bit her lower lip and said, "Although I always say you're too eager for quick success, this time... you're right, we have to kill Him!"

Finally, Ganlong Venerable laughed, his laughter accompanied by the soft patter of falling ice crystals, yet it was warmer than the melting snow of spring.

"To slay a god, the few of us are not enough; we must use a divine weapon! The Divine Bow hidden in the Immortal Ancestor Temple for five thousand years has finally found its target!"

The Divine Bow is not necessarily a bow; it could be any means of dealing a devastating blow to evil spirits.

You Su then realized that humanity had been dealing with evil spirits for five thousand years. Although humanity had never actually seen the three great Evil God before, no one could ignore the hatred that had accumulated over five thousand years.

"You all go and Rogue Person, I'll go to the Immortal Ancestor Temple to plead for orders!" the woman commanded.

But at that very moment, the ever-expanding evil body burst open the ice crystal palace, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the dome.

Ganlong Venerable's pupils suddenly contracted—in the dark red sky, the Heavenly Listener Immortal Official descended upon the nine-tiered jade staircase, cradling a golden tortoise shell in his arms. His gilded mask reflected the mottled body of Empty Nightmare, yet his voice was as cold as ancient ice: "The Celestial Ancestor decrees—"

"The sacred mountain stands tall, a pure land. You descendants have become obsessed with power and lust, allowing evil spirits to devour the frozen earth. Today's calamity is all a result of your sins."

"Because of Ganlong's meritorious service in governing the mountain, a special chance is granted. Nine people will be selected to follow the golden tortoise to the summit. Only after the sinners have been cleansed and the evil spirits have dissipated can the mountain's foundation be rebuilt."

As the last word of the imperial edict was uttered, the entire hall trembled as if in mourning. The embroidered dragon-patterned skirt of Ganlong Venerable was soaked with cold sweat under the oppressive force, and the light in his eyes seemed to have dimmed to ashes.

"Is the Immortal Ancestor going to just watch the sacred mountain turn into Evil Pool?"

"It is Nirvana." Heavenly Listener Immortal Official lightly tapped the golden tortoise shell with his fingertip. "The Celestial Ancestor will Spirit Transformation again after the sinners have been cleansed. Bei Ao is vast and full of outstanding people. As long as the sacred mountain is clean, healthier seeds will naturally fall into the mountains. At that time, Ganlong Venerable will still need to nurture them into new sprouts."

Suddenly, a series of enigmatic laughs rang out in the cold wind, as if something had collapsed. It was the lonely, plain-skirted Ganlong Venerable laughing.

Above her head were celestial officials gleaming with golden light, and beneath her feet stood a mottled and eerie Evil God. She stood between the two, her laughter sending chills down one's spine.

"I request Ganlong Venerable to select someone to accompany me up the mountain. With the protection of the Immortal Ancestor at the Immortal Ancestor Temple, we will be safe. Once the sacred mountain is purified, you will still be the Sovereign Lord."

But the woman still laughed, as if she had heard the funniest thing in her life.

Even the sacred, gilded mask of the Heavenly Listener Immortal Official trembled almost imperceptibly. "Why is Ganlong Venerable laughing?"

"I laugh at the four words in the Immortal Ancestor's decree: 'Outstanding people and a blessed land!'"

She instantly stopped smiling, raising her eyes indifferently, the coldness in them almost tangible. "If the Immortal Ancestor truly has a spirit, he wouldn't have uttered the words 'Northern Ao is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources'! If the Immortal Ancestor truly has a spirit, he shouldn't have stood by and watched his people wither away in the frost!"

"The fact that Evil Demon could invade the heart of the sacred mountain shows that the Immortal Ancestor was already disappointed in them. Their deaths at the hands of Evil Demon are the punishment they deserve." The Heavenly Listener Immortal Official's tone was filled with intense arrogance.

"Heavenly Listener Immortal Official, please return." The woman sighed wearily, the ice dragon earrings clattering softly. "I am no longer an official of the Immortal Ancestor Temple."

"The nine sons ascend to the throne, worthy to receive the mandate of heaven; the rest are mere straw dogs, fit only to feed the demons." The Heavenly Listener Immortal Official's robes fluttered. "Ganlong Venerable, do not relinquish the mandate bestowed upon you by the Celestial Ancestor."

The Ganlong Venerable felt even more desolate. She looked at the colorful phosphorescence spreading like a plague along the cracks in the earth's veins, accompanied by a teeth-grinding chewing sound.

"Does the Heavenly Listener Immortal Official think this evil spirit has the ability to make people forget?"

As soon as she finished speaking, both You Su and Bai Ze were taken aback.

"The Lord of Dreams has seized the Dream Authority the Heavenly Dao's Dreams; his influence is unfathomable." The celestial official looked down at the crowd.

"But He just crawled out..." The woman's knuckles clenched white beneath her wide sleeves. "But I've forgotten something extremely important for the past thirty years!"

Everyone held their breath.

"Forty years ago... this Sea Well already existed! It was you who gave me the opportunity to realize my ambitions!"

She removed the dragon-shaped jade hairpin from her hair, letting her long black hair dance wildly in the evil wind.

Everything became clear at this moment. Realizing the truth, You Su couldn't even empathize with the woman's pain, because he couldn't imagine what kind of pain it was.

The people of Bei'ao have the greatest faith in the Immortal Ancestor and the most protective of the sacred mountain. But when the supreme being of Bei'ao, bearing the name of the Immortal Ancestor, helps the world and saves people, has she ever thought that she is just a link in the chain being used by the Immortal Ancestor?

The idea of discarding useless people to create a new Bei'ao coincides with the choice of Immortal Ancestor Kong Yuan to discard the old people and rebuild the sacred mountain.

"Bei Ao doesn't need a Celestial Ancestor like this... If the Celestial Ancestor won't save Bei Ao, I will!"

The woman suddenly looked up, and the dim light in her eyes reignited into a raging fire of anger.

She always seemed to be like that; the fire in her eyes never truly went out, and each time it dimmed, it was replaced by an even more intense burning.