Chapter 470: Calm Down

Tip: Only the 10 most recently viewed books are displayed.

It's empty.

Location:

Untitled

Background: Default 10pt

Scroll speed:

"Emperor Messiah, are you alright?" Luo Caiwei, standing nearby, had bright eyes filled with adoration.

Even Pan Xuexian was excited, almost jumping. "You're incredible!"

Xu Zhi was speechless. This blame was truly mysterious and had been placed on him so swiftly he hadn't yet reacted. He simply replied faintly, "Though it was terrifying, there's no serious harm."

"It's good that you're alright." Luo Caiwei and Pan Xuexian, standing by, breathed sighs of relief. Looking at the ruined ground, they thought, "With the divine power unleashed, the Underworld Emperor suppressed everything, easily defeating them with a single palm strike. It was a guaranteed win."

"Let's head back to the Peach Blossom Banquet first!" Pan Xuexian suggested.

Though he told the two that his injuries weren't severe, only Xu Zhi himself knew the truth.

His body had sustained fatal and severe injuries of varying degrees everywhere. He had just engaged in a frantic battle, completely fearless of death, practically exchanging his life. This was because the opponent, realizing their attack plan had likely failed, had decided that their best option was to seize the opportunity to eliminate him, Emperor Messiah, the fatal threat who had ruined their scheme.

The reason he claimed not to care was that this body was inconsequential to him. It was merely severely injured and on the verge of death; he could simply leave it to sleep for a decade or two, and it would recover. In any case, he had benefited greatly from this life-or-death struggle.

He had been inexplicably targeted and, unable to refute it, could only grit his teeth and accept the 'blame'.

Xu Zhi sighed helplessly, feeling that things were too difficult for him. He looked with some regret at the shattered flesh and tissue of his surroundings. "However," he thought, "with my awakened burst of power and a suicidal attack, my combat strength should have been overwhelming... Yet, we were evenly matched. This must be due to a lack of combat experience. After all, my three learning clones haven't been diligent enough; I need to give them more lessons..."

He silently assessed the situation.

And if the fight had continued, it would likely have resulted in mutual destruction.

Relying on the grotesque's immortality, while he himself relied on his zombie-like resilience, two immortal beings fighting until only a head or half a body remained, still desperately struggling... neither would have fared well.

Xu Zhi slightly extended a hand.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A breeze swept through.

The shattered Celestial Emperor cells and some tissues on the ground were swiftly absorbed into his spatial ring.

Having been targeted by the grotesque's leader, his original goal—the Cthulhu evil god's demonic body—had not been fully researched or sampled. However... it wasn't a loss. It had conveniently been shattered, allowing him to take it back for further study.

In a sense, Xu Zhi had actually profited. Through the fight, he had destroyed over a hundred of Medusa's Celestial Emperor cells, and even a small part of her tail had exploded, yielding a considerable amount of extinction energy in return!

Previously, Xu Zhi had sat in his rural courtyard, watching the Medusa girl curled up asleep in the distant pond, feeling quite envious. This "big fat sheep," this merciless super energy production machine, could finally be "fleeced" for its wool!

After accompanying the two from the Martial God Palace out of the Origin Demon God's fleshy body, they saw Celestial Emperors standing on the ground, continuously repairing the palace and the land. The entire Three Realms was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, with hardly anyone speaking.

From their conversations, it was learned that other Celestial Emperors, who had dispersed to explore, had occasionally encountered the grotesques within the body. They had valiantly sacrificed themselves to intercept them, delaying them single-handedly, as it was no longer a concerted encirclement but individual heroic efforts.

The current count showed seven Celestial Emperors dead and over ten injured. The atmosphere was gravely oppressive.

"Heroes always become martyrs." The Sect Master of Mount Shu sighed, looking at the people around him, and muttered to himself, "It seems that these thoughts and emotions, once dispersed, will converge again to form grotesque martyrs in the Blood Domain Great Realm. The incense energy of the Celestial Emperors is too vast. Next time, we must clear them out preemptively and as early as possible."

The Great Zhou Emperor spoke, "We shall, of course, report this to the Earth Mother Empress, so they may accept the incense of all sentient beings and be resurrected!"

"Their departed souls are still present. The merciful Earth Mother Empress will surely gather their souls and mold golden bodies for them with incense!"

Everyone around nodded in agreement!

However, while there were many benefits to being resurrected as an Incense God, the drawbacks were also too significant.

"Incense is poisonous."

They would no longer be living beings. Every injury or death would be repaired by incense, which would gradually corrode them, eventually making them completely become "themselves" in the eyes of all sentient beings. Now, figures like Emperor Lei, Celestial Emperor Sundergod, and Battle God are on the verge of completely losing their selves. They have chosen to go into seclusion, to prevent further injury and refuse incense, thereby delaying the complete erosion by incense.

But by doing so, by refusing energy intake, their cultivation realms have also stagnated!

At this moment, the people from the Martial God Palace gathered together.

"So that's how it is!" Lin Hongfeng's face showed great alarm.

After hearing the two recount the truth, her expression changed several times dramatically. She slowly walked over and bowed, as if showing respect to a worthy scholar.

"Sir, you are immensely talented! Truly worthy of being Emperor Messiah, one of the most ancient beings. From the start, I thought you were standing by, likely guarding against something, but your calculations were unexpectedly profound."

"Yes, he's incredible!" "So that's it, to have guessed to such a profound extent!" "Truly worthy of being an ancient being!"

The various Female Martial Emperors of the Valkyrie Palace chattered excitedly.

They had bathed in blood and were not lightly injured, yet they all gathered around, filled with immense admiration.

In reality, that's truly the only way to think!

After all, in a war that threatens the destruction of the Three Realms, everyone must surely take action.

If the opponent won, no living being in the Three Realms would escape this catastrophe. Therefore, everyone believed that Emperor Messiah standing by wasn't merely idly observing but was likely brewing something significant!

Everyone constantly appeared surprised and vigilant, deducing and searching for the most suitable explanation, and they successfully arrived at one.

In reality, he was merely idly observing... but no one believed it.

Lin Hongfeng's eyes continued to flicker. Being very humble, eager to learn, and inquisitive, she said, "You are truly formidable! To have predicted that the ancient Celestial Emperor powerhouses, who were targeting the entire Peach Blossom Banquet, would also target you, and so you chose to remain still, not stepping into their trap, which in turn made them uncomfortable."

"Now that I think about it, it truly was the most logical way to respond."

She continued to organize her thoughts, growing ever more impressed.

That "little muscle hen" from back then has now grown into a "wise chicken." After all these years, it hasn't been easy leading a group of muscle-brained girls. One wouldn't survive to this day by just growing muscles without also growing a brain.

Lin Hongfeng was now utterly filled with admiration. Suddenly, she slowly bowed and asked, "Could you possibly become a mentor for our Martial God Palace?"

"Yes, yes!" The surrounding crowd grew excited.

After all, it was Sister Sheila who, back then, traveled across the land with Emperor Messiah's slumbering body, eventually encountering them. A group of little "fairies" ultimately rose to power under the protection of Messiah's body... The Martial God Palace was very exclusive, but after several hundred years, they had formed a deep bond with this "corpse," so upon awakening, they naturally joked around and didn't treat him as an outsider.

"Perhaps not," Xu Zhi replied after a moment's thought, glancing around. "The catastrophe of the Three Realms might not be over; I should indeed stay. But soon, I must fall into slumber..."

The surrounding Martial Emperors showed expressions of regret.

Pan Xuexian, standing nearby, pouted, feeling both curious and helpless.

"This guy, even when given countless systems, remains impervious to advice. This is exactly what he'd do!"

Small Tip: Press the ← key to return to the previous page, press the → key to go to the next page. You can also:1. After logging in as a member of this site, you will experience the smoothest reading with minimal advertisements, free of charge.2. Register as a member of this site and add "Untitled" to your bookshelf to get quicker updates.