Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven

The moss on the walls of the tunnel was thick and emitted a faint fluorescence, enough for Wu Tie to see everything around him.

They traveled another seven or eight miles forward, the tunnel continuing to descend.

The smell of blood grew stronger ahead, and Wu Tie and Old Tie suddenly stopped. In front of them, a warrior of the Ox Tribe leaned against a large rock, ice-cold and lifeless.

The Ox Tribe warrior's limbs were covered in wounds that went deep to the bone. His originally dark complexion had turned pale, and almost all the blood had drained from his body. Within a hundred-meter radius, the ground was littered with bloodstains.

His great battle axe was snapped in two. He held the meter-long handle in his left hand and gripped a broken piece of the axe head in his right. Deep gouges marked the surrounding rock walls, and Wu Tie could imagine him roaring and fighting fiercely with his broken weapon.

A broken straight saber was deeply embedded in the back of the Ox Tribe warrior's head, clearly the fatal blow.

"The Ox Tribe are the most loyal, most reliable warriors." Wu Tie walked up to the warrior, placed his hand on his wide-open, staring eyes, and closed them for him. Looking at the fallen warrior, he inexplicably thought of the honest, upright, loyal, and reliable Ox Tribe members of the Wu Family.

"Old Tie, tell me... who was right and who was wrong between Luolin and Shi Lingqing?" Wu Tie continued to run forward at full speed, asking Old Tie.

In just half a month, Wu Tie had personally witnessed so many deaths. Especially the collusion between Shi Lingqing and Qiao had overturned so much of Wu Tie's understanding; his young heart was somewhat bewildered.

Old Tie's body was heavy, but strangely, he landed silently when he ran, like a phantom.

After a long while, Old Tie turned his head, his eyes flashing with a chilling blood-red light, and retorted, "The people who killed your father and your brothers, if you were to seek revenge on them, who would be right and who would be wrong between you and them?"

Wu Tie fell silent, instinctively tightening his grip on his spear.

"There is no absolute right or wrong in this world." After another long pause, Old Tie said in a deep voice, "It's just different standpoints, just a struggle for interests... You told me yourself that your family once slaughtered several neighboring small families... What if their surviving kin came to seek revenge on you?"

Wu Tie opened his mouth.

"So, don't consider these questions of right and wrong. Think too much, and you'll go mad... Who do you think you are? A sage who has seen through the principles of heaven and earth and the ultimate truths of humanity?" Old Tie sneered, "Even sages have their selfish desires!"

"There's no right or wrong, just follow your heart." Old Tie's tone became extremely stern, "If they are enemies, they must be eliminated... Believe your grandpa, I've lived this long, and my words must have some sense... At least they make more sense than the wild thoughts filling your little rookie head!"

Wu Tie ran forward head down, shoulder to shoulder with Old Tie.

Shi Lingqing, Luolin, and the others had already entered the depths of the tunnel. However, the narrow, long tunnel had excellent acoustics. Their fighting sounds and faint roars could be heard with the cold wind, clearly audible from afar.

Gradually, swaying figures appeared ahead.

Wu Tie and Old Tie quickly approached, and a tragic scene unfolded before them.

Luolin's left arm had been blown off at the elbow. The wound was clearly from a high-voltage electric current, leaving the flesh charred.

Old Wu's legs were gone from the thighs up. With only his right arm remaining, he was tied by a rope to Ding's shoulder. Ding carried Old Wu on his back, struggling to keep pace with Luolin.

Ding's right leg was so swollen that his pant leg had split. It was unclear what kind of poison he had been afflicted with. His right leg was as thick as a normal person's waist, completely black, and the skin was so swollen it shone, as if it might explode at any moment.

Thin wisps of black blood continuously seeped from the pores of Ding's right leg, dripping onto the ground.

In front of them, Shi Lingqing and her group were also in a sorry state.

Shi Lingqing's beautiful face was half-ruined. Three thumbtacks were deeply embedded in her left cheek. Whatever strange substance was coated on the thumbtacks had caused her left cheek to fester and ooze pus, making her distorted face resemble a female ghost.

Only Shi Dian remained of her guards.

Shi Dian's entire left shoulder was gone, and his left chest was caved in, a bloody mess.

He followed Shi Lingqing step by step, his right hand gripping his wooden staff. With every step, blood water seeped from his mouth.

Only Qiao was completely unharmed, as if he had not suffered any injuries. He stayed close to Shi Lingqing, his chain knife in hand, gently swinging it, emitting faint whistling sounds.

"Enough, Old Wu, Third Brother, and Ding... Enough!" Qiao shouted loudly, "So many people have died, do you really want to perish together? Third Brother, for your sister, just for your one sister, is it worth it?"

Qiao shouted, "We should talk properly, talk properly. It's not worth it, really... Third Brother... Old Wu, and Ding, it's really not worth it. Why go this far? Lingqing said she can give Third Brother sufficient compensation."

Spit, Old Wu, Luolin, and Ding simultaneously spat on the ground.

Wu Tie and Old Tie ran over, quickly approaching the two groups.

Old Wu, Luolin, and Ding hurriedly turned sideways, retreating dozens of meters, watching Wu Tie and the strangely-shaped Old Tie with vigilance.

Upon seeing Wu Tie, the expressions of Luolin and the other two relaxed slightly. But upon suddenly seeing Old Tie, their bodies tensed simultaneously, clearly wary of Old Tie's dog-headed, human-bodied appearance.

Shi Lingqing also froze. She quickly glanced at Old Tie, then smiled like a flower... no, like a ghost, waving at Wu Tie and calling out, "Young Master... Young Master... Please, Young Master, uphold justice for Lingqing. This is your territory, and they actually killed Lingqing's guards!"

Luolin and the other two remained silent, coldly watching Wu Tie and Old Tie.

Wu Tie gripped his spear tightly. He looked at Shi Lingqing, then at Luolin and the others. Although he hadn't witnessed the entire conflict, he could imagine the ferocity and brutality of their battle of wits and life-or-death struggles during the time he carried the Howling Celestial Dog back to the Ancient Divine Weapon camp.

Qiao suddenly smiled. Holding his chain knife, he cautiously took two steps towards Wu Tie, "May I ask, Young Master, who is this?"

"I'm your grandpa!" Old Tie's eyes flashed with blood-red light, and he glared at Qiao unceremoniously, "Grandson, don't try to get chummy. A scoundrel like you who stabs his own brothers in the back, back in my day, you wouldn't have lived half a day."

Qiao's expression instantly changed, his effeminate, fair face twitching violently.

He stomped his front paw impatiently on the ground, creating a meter-wide pit with a 'bang'. Old Tie said in a deep voice, "Grandpa doesn't have time to deal with your petty squabbles, kids. Clear the way, ahead... there seems to be something."

Old Tie snorted coldly and slowly walked towards the end of the tunnel.

The cold wind blew from the end of the tunnel, where large patches of luminous night-blooming vines hung down from the ceiling. The rock walls here were nearly a thousand meters high. Green, blue, and purple luminous vines hung down like waterfalls. Some vines were even covered in tiny, lamp-like flowers.

The cold wind blew from behind the vines, causing countless vines to dance in the air, like a tumbling waterfall.

Several extremely thin red lights shot out from Old Tie's eyes, sweeping across the vines. Numerous vines snapped and fell, revealing a massive cave entrance hundreds of meters long and wide behind them.

A hazy light gushed from the cave entrance, illuminating the stone cavern where they stood, spanning several miles.

Old Tie walked towards the cave entrance without a word. Wu Tie followed closely beside Old Tie, warily watching Shi Lingqing, Qiao, and Shi Dian.

Relatively speaking, Luolin and his group put him more at ease. On the other hand, Shi Lingqing, whom he had once held a good impression of, now seemed as threatening as a black widow spider in his heart, filling him with a sense of disgust.

Neither Shi Lingqing nor Luolin spoke. Their eyes flickered as they gazed at the opening in the rock face.

They had fought desperately to get here, and no one had had the time to explore the surroundings. They hadn't expected such a large cave to be hidden in the rock wall.

"Did Young Master come for this cave?" Shi Lingqing asked with a smile, seemingly unfazed by Old Tie's earlier harsh reprimand. "Can Young Master tell Lingqing what's inside?"

Wu Tie ignored her, and Old Tie paid Shi Lingqing no mind at all.

The two walked into the cave, took two sharp turns, and after several miles, the path suddenly opened up.

It was a cave spanning a hundred miles, astonishingly bright and with scenery that was incredibly wondrous.

The ground was flat, with clusters of crystals ranging from a few feet to tens of meters high growing densely together. Red, purple, blue, green, yellow... the colorful crystal clusters emitted dazzling light, and a mysterious, powerful force permeated the air.

The cave walls and the cave ceiling were also covered in large amounts of crystal-clear, colorful crystal clusters. Countless crystal clusters were pieced together, some like spears and swords, extending straight out for hundreds of meters.

The hazy crystal light converged, making the entire cave so bright it could almost blind one's eyes.

In the center of this cave, which was a hundred miles wide and thousands of meters high, a majestic figure stood tall. Even from tens of miles away, Wu Tie saw him at a glance.

The figure was about a thousand meters tall, bare-chested and covered in black fur. His incredibly thick body was covered in bulging muscles, like giant water pythons coiled around him, exuding a suffocating sense of power.

Even from tens of miles away, Wu Tie felt as if the figure were a colossal mountain, pressing down heavily on his heart, making it difficult to breathe.

He had the head of an ox and the body of a human. Two curved horns on his massive ox head resembled a pair of scimitars, as if about to pierce the ceiling above.

His hands were raised high, as if supporting a heavy object, or perhaps warding off an attack from the sky.

Dozens of spears made of crystal pierced his body, embedded within him, flashing and emitting dazzling light.

This figure looked exactly like the Ox Tribe warriors Wu Tie was familiar with. However, ordinary Ox Tribe warriors only grew to about two meters tall, while this figure, tens of miles away, was over a thousand meters tall, not including the pair of large horns on his head.

A surging, powerful force erupted from this imposing and terrifying body, constantly stirring the air in the cave and transforming into gusts of cold wind that scattered in all directions.

"Who is he? How did he get so big?" Wu Tie stared blankly at the enormous, unbelievable figure. "What did he eat to grow so large? He could probably eat our entire year's harvest in one meal!"

A thousand meters tall, so imposing and massive.

He had died countless years ago, yet his body still emitted powerful tidal waves of energy, stirring the air into a continuous stream of cold wind blowing outwards. Such world-shattering might made Wu Tie's hair stand on end.

Such an incredibly powerful being had actually been killed.

The killing intent emanating from the dozens of crystal spears was so palpable that even from tens of miles away, Wu Tie dared not look directly at them.

"It's him," Old Tie's voice became extremely strange.

"Since there's the Lesser Manifested Sage True Lord Yang Jian, of course, there would be the Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven... Ox Hero," Old Tie said dryly. "This guy, who fancied himself the unique great hero of all time, simply changed his name to Ox Hero."

Old Tie turned his head, the blood-red light in his eyes suddenly flashing. He gave Wu Tie a very deep look. "Little Tie, don't be as shameless as those two in the future. One directly plagiarized someone else's name... the other simply threw all shame away."

He let out three strange, dry laughs, and Old Tie muttered, "What's the point of being a hero who stands tall and upright? He still died."

The blood-red light in his eyes flickered rapidly, and Old Tie's tone became extremely urgent. "No, why would Yang Jian come here? Why would that dog die fighting here? Ox Hero, this fellow... if I remember correctly, he shouldn't be here."

Old Tie suddenly sprinted towards the Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, Ox Hero, shouting, "Little guy, keep up... watch out for those two groups of people. Anyone who dares to approach... kill them without mercy!"

Old Tie had always given Wu Tie the impression of being a somewhat unreliable old rogue, but at this moment, his tone was filled with a decisiveness and ruthlessness that Wu Tie had never encountered before. A chilling aura of battlefield command and brutal slaughter washed over Wu Tie, making him shiver.

"No one is allowed to come closer!" Wu Tie suddenly turned his head and sternly warned Shi Lingqing and Luolin's groups, who had followed them there. "Anyone who dares to approach, don't blame me for being impolite!"

He pointed his spear fiercely at Shi Lingqing, then leaped into the air. His invisible force field activated to its fullest, and his body tore through the air, creating a gust of wind as he chased after Old Tie.

Shi Lingqing's eyes flickered, and she quickly exchanged a glance with Qiao.

They nodded slightly and took a step towards Ox Hero simultaneously. A hundred meters away, Luolin let out a sharp laugh. "Our business isn't finished yet... Qiao, and Shi Lingqing, what are you trying to do?"

Luolin held his straight sword and advanced step by step towards Shi Lingqing and the other two.

Shi Lingqing's face twitched. Qiao said urgently in a low voice, "Idiot, Old Wu, Old Third, don't you understand yet? That guy, that huge fellow... he's likely a legendary Ancient Sage!"

"An Ancient Sage who died countless years ago, whose body hasn't decayed... how many benefits could he have? Do you understand?" Qiao roared in a low voice. "If we could..."

Luolin remained silent. His straight sword flashed with a sharp blade light, whistling as it slashed towards Qiao's waist.

Old Tie and Wu Tie had already reached Ox Hero's feet. They both noticed, behind Ox Hero, amidst the countless crystal clusters, the ruins of a building that was almost completely destroyed.

Within the sprawling complex that covered an area of about a mile, only the main hall in the center remained intact.

A faint layer of white light was vaguely flickering outside the hall.

Looking at Ox Hero's posture... he seemed to be desperately resisting an attack from above, fully focused on protecting this hall.