Chapter 217.2: The Star Golden Core Displays Its Might Again

In the Qingheng Continent, the marshal's gaze was deep and unfathomable. His eyes seemed to transcend space and time, settling upon Sunset Slope. The place had long since been flattened, leaving nothing but ruins. The entire army had fallen beneath that single solar strike.

The marshal's expression shifted. "An otherworldly Yang Spirit had intervened?"

"Should we report this to Blood Sun Great Sage?" a voice sounded beside him.

It was another field marshal.

The five marshals of the Northern Lands had gathered. They were the strongest pillars of the evil gods. All five were Mythics, commanding legions of Mythic Venerables beneath them.

"Great Sage is at a critical juncture. He must not be disturbed," said Marshal Liyang.

The Blood Sun Great Sage had reached the decisive stage in devouring the Heavenly Dao. The marshals speculated that was the reason behind the Yang Spirit’s intervention. After all, every Yang Spirit coveted a Primordial World greatly.

"What do you all make of that star projection?" a marshal asked.

Killing intent flashed in Liyang's eyes. "It seems that the emergence of eight Mythics in the Visualization Realm was no coincidence. A Yang Spirit has placed a pawn upon the Mortal Heart World."

The other marshals grew uneasy. Fortunately, that strike had not fallen directly upon them.

Liyang’s eyes brimmed with killing intent. "Clearwater Village... Qiyuann Sovereign, is it?"

"What, you intend to move against the Yang Spirit's pawn?" another marshal asked.

Liyang shook his head. Obviously not. What if today's events were repeated?

"I intend to report this realm's situation to my lord and let him decide," Liyang replied.

With his lord's help, he could seal the Mortal Heart World once more, preventing the pawn from borrowing external power. Once that happened, crushing Qiyuann Sovereign would be as easy as flipping his hand.

***

Dozens of Great Venerables gathered in the Southern Lands, their expressions stirred.

"What do you think of today's events?" an old man asked hoarsely.

"For ten thousand years, we haven’t witnessed such change in the Mortal Heart World! If we seize the moment, we may even bring the world back from the brink!" one Great Venerable exclaimed excitedly.

"Yang Spirit represents hope!"

"If he is willing to help us, we have a chance to rise against the evil gods!"

"But who's to say he isn't the next evil god?" an elder questioned.

The ecstatic Great Venerables fell silent. Indeed. A Primordial World would inevitably draw the covetous gaze of Yang Spirits. What if this newcomer also sought to devour the Heavenly Dao of their world?

Thus, an elder concluded. "The Mythic Plan must continue. We cannot place our hopes in others. Besides, this new Yang Spirit has not descended. He likely does not dare to offend the other two Yang Spirits."

If such a powerhouse aided them, perhaps the Mythic Plan could be completed. Yet he was unlikely ever to truly stand against the two Yang Spirits who coveted the Mortal Heart World. Yang Spirits wouldn't recklessly throw their lives away in a fight.

Then, the elder turned toward a headless ancient god. "Great Venerable Lingzhong, what do you think?"

The others also turned to Lingzhong. He sat silently at the side, exuding a dense aura of killing intent, yet those around him looked on with admiration.

After all, not only had he survived the ruthless Hongtang War, he had even shared a significant connection with No-Food Goddess. As one of the Southern Lands' stabilizing pillars, his opinion was crucial to everyone.

"I intend to go to the Northern Lands," Lingzhong said curtly.

The many Great Venerables fell silent. Even a powerhouse like Lingzhong stood little chance of making it out alive if he set foot in the fallen northern region.

He was wagering his own life for a sliver of hope for the Mortal Heart World.

***

At the same time, in Feihuang City. Qi Yuan finished the banquet and stretched lazily. "Speed is everything in gaming. The first step of the plan is already halfway complete. Next comes the remaining half."

Without a plan, one would be like a headless fly, which was why Qi Yuan always liked to plan ahead. Clearing the Mortal Heart World was progressing swiftly according to his design.

"Is everyone here?" Qi Yuan asked again.

Thunder's heart skipped a beat. Last time he heard those words, Qi Yuan had summoned a whole sun to flatten Sunset Slope. He almost had a stress reaction.

The other ancient gods stared eagerly at Qi Yuan, full of anticipation. Was he about to distribute Divine Domain Immortal Serum and Primordial Divine Aperture Serum as benefits? They had long awaited such rewards! Right after annihilating legions of evil gods too! Truly a double happiness!

Twilight also appeared expectant. He glanced at Fire Lotus beside him with surprise. "Fire Lotus, you don't seem very happy?"

Ever since returning with Qi Yuan, Fire Lotus had seemed distracted, her eyes unfocused. Even when Qi Yuan gathered everyone, seemingly to distribute rewards, she didn't seem happy.

Twilight was puzzled. What had she experienced outside with Qi Yuan to return like this?

Fire Lotus came back to herself. "N-nothing...”

𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Heavenly Sovereign is probably going to give us Divine Domain Immortal Serum. I never thought I'd have the chance to awaken a Divine Domain Seed." Twilight chuckled. "Even if it won't change the final outcome, being able to kill a few more evil gods is worth it!"

Most of the ancient gods shared Twilight's thoughts. And yet, Fire Lotus seemed not to hear him.

She gazed at Qi Yuan, murmuring inexplicably, "Our Mortal Heart World might truly be saved..."