With the deaths of the Heavenly Lord of Obsession and Hatred and the Holy Mother of Sorrowful Parting, the Ghost Demons race has also met its end.
From then on, Ghost Demons will no longer be a crisis for the Great Wilderness, and the world will be able to develop peacefully for a long time.
"They died because of their own most prized ability; evil and ghostly things are ultimately unfit for refined tastes!"
Huo Qubing sheathed his spear, a look of disdain appearing on his face.
In a one-on-one fight, neither of these two old devils could defeat them.
But as the wrath of heaven and earth, Ghost Demons are like a dog's skin smeared with sesame oil—sharp and slippery, making them very difficult to kill completely.
However, with Xu Long's cooperation, these two major threats were finally eliminated.
"Hahaha! The Ghost Demons race is completely wiped out. When the others awaken, I'll have something to brag about!"
Huo Qubing patted Xu Long on the shoulder, a strange glint in his eyes.
He knew Xu Long was special, but he didn't expect him to be this special.
That was the King of Ghost Demons! Countless powerful figures had died at their hands over thousands of years, yet they were utterly powerless against Xu Long.
If he were to reach the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, who in this world would be his match?
After thinking for a moment, Huo Qubing took out a jade talisman and placed it in Xu Long's hand, saying, "This was left by the Imperial Preceptor before his death, instructing me to give it to the person who ultimately destroys the Ghost Demons."
"Looks like it's for me."
Xu Long nodded and probed it with his mental energy.
The scene shifts, and what appears before you is a blank canvas.
Everything is white – in all directions, from front to back, left to right, up to down.
There was neither sky nor earth, and it looked about seven or eight parts similar to the interior of the Reincarnation Temple.
Except for that smiling old man!
"This old man, Dongfang Shuo, pays his respects to the Supreme God!"
The old man, whom Huo Qubing appointed as the national advisor and who called himself Dongfang Shuo, bowed to Xu Long.
" Dongfang Shuo? I've seen you in history books."
Xu Long smiled, and for some reason, he felt that Dongfang Shuo's smile was extremely cunning.
"Do you know who I am?"
"This old man does not know the identity of the Supreme God, but this old man knows that the one who can destroy Ghost Demons must be the Supreme God."
Dongfang Shuo still had that same smiling expression.
"I understand what you mean. Who I am isn't important, or even who came here. What matters is who destroyed the Ghost Demons."
Xu Long nodded, not angry.
After all, thousands of years had passed; it would be a miracle if Dongfang Shuo knew his identity from his previous life.
Oh, what I'm seeing now seems to be a ghost.
"I wonder if there's anything you'd like to say to me, sir?"
Xu Long asked.
"Although the two kings of the Ghost Demons race are dead, the troubles are not completely resolved. According to my divination, the restoration of the Great Wilderness is nearing the Mahayana Stage. After the Mahayana Stage, the world level will rise again, the ancient era will end, and we will flow back to the prehistoric era. At that time, true immortals will descend to earth. If the Supreme God wants to maintain the dominant position of our human race, he will surely have to endure countless challenges."
Dongfang Shuo sighed and said, "Back then, I put Huo Qubing into slumber precisely to help the High God overcome this crisis. Before the Main World reverts to the ancient era, he can protect humanity. Besides him, other powerful beings will also awaken. But when the level of the Main World reaches Earth Immortal or above, it will no longer be something Huo Qubing can handle; the High God himself will have to rely on."
Was ancient society really that terrifying?
Xu Long frowned and couldn't help but ask.
"In the battle between the new and old gods, neither side gained an advantage. The old gods suffered heavy casualties, as did the new gods. My lineage is descended from Yin Shang Shen Gongbao. He was one of the key figures in that battle and knew many of the events. The Investiture of the Gods War was not simply a conflict between the new and old gods. On his deathbed, Shen Gongbao secretly passed down this lineage so that he could oversee the world and secure a sliver of hope for our human race."
" The Ghost Demons are both a calamity and a salvation. Although countless humans have died at Ghost Demons hands, the dangers have also been extinguished by Ghost Demons. If my divination is not too far off, the Main World will reverse its course back to ancient times in at most a year. At that time, humanity will face an extremely terrifying catastrophe, and only the supreme gods can open a path for our race."
Dongfang Shuo sighed, "Those old gods are powerful and extremely ferocious. I implore you, High God, to eliminate them outside the Great Wilderness. If they manage to enter the Great Wilderness..."
Dongfang Shuo's expression was solemn, as if he already knew the outcome.
"I know."
Xu Long nodded; he understood what Dongfang Shuo meant.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon begin to enter the worlds where ancient gods reside. Given the nature of those ancient gods, once they merge into the Great Wilderness, it will surely cause widespread devastation.
Xu Long's task is to kill them all and absolutely prevent them from returning to the Great Wilderness.
Of course, it wasn't just Xu Long risking his life; Huo Qubing and others would also join the fight. And according to Dongfang Shuo, it seemed that other ancient powerhouses would awaken next.
"It is an honor for us humans to be reincarnated into this era by a supreme deity of noble status. However, a supreme deity has sacrificed too much power, and even a supreme deity is in danger of death in this era of the Storm Riders."
Dongfang Shuo looked at Xu Long and said, "Although I am not very talented, I am grateful, so I cast a divination for the High God on my deathbed."
"The workings of Yin and Yang are within the reach of all beings. The Dao is divided into order, and cause and effect are equally intertwined. The boundary between black and white is vast and untamed. Good and evil deeds ultimately have their reasons."
What does that mean?
Xu Long was very puzzled by Dongfang Shuo Shuo's rambling words.
He recognized all the characters and knew their meanings, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.
"Impulse is the devil!"
Dongfang Shuo stroked his beard as he spoke.
Xu Long: "???"
Can I swear?
After a full ten seconds of silence, Xu Long asked.
"You can curse me however you like, God!"
Dongfang Shuo chuckled, his face displaying an expression of utter indifference, "However, I suggest you do your cursing outside, Your Highness; it's easy to get thirsty here."
"Fine, you've been dead for so many years, I won't curse you anymore."
Xu Long waved his hand, somewhat helplessly.
There's really no need to get angry with such a rascal.
"Besides this, I've also divined some strange things. The third line of the hexagram is dominant, with Qian and Kun above representing the gods; together, they form the Main God."
Dongfang Shuo looked at Xu Long and asked, "Does the High God understand what this means?"
"Um?"
Upon hearing Dongfang Shuo's words, Xu Long was taken aback for a moment, then his expression became extremely serious.
How could someone who died thousands of years ago obtain the title of " Main God " solely through divination? Is the art of divination truly that miraculous?
"Judging from the expression on the god's face, he should know what the Main God is."
Dongfang Shuo nodded and did not ask any further questions.
Don't you want to know?
Xu Long asked.
"I've been dead for so many years, this is just a remnant soul of mine. What difference does it make whether I know or not?"
Dongfang Shuo was quite nonchalant. "After the Supreme God leaves, this place will disappear. Perhaps in a thousand years, even the name Dongfang Shuo will disappear. All things in this world are but a drop in the ocean; whether we know them or not, whether they stay or not, makes no difference."