Chapter 1608: Chapter 1608
But the Divine Envoy had no way to directly question the Old Wizard. If he did, he might expose himself as not being a divine envoy. He decided to follow the old wizard and play it by ear.
The journey that followed was soporific. It seemed as if nothing around them changed as they walked, making one wonder if they were just walking in place. Did time even exist in this world?
The Fairy behind the Divine Envoy suddenly complained, "How much longer and how much further do we have to go? What if the ancient god has been completely annihilated, and we’re just being led by an illusory hope, traveling forever?"
The Divine Envoy was also somewhat impatient: "Let’s find the Guardian God quickly and get things done!"
As he said these words, the Divine Envoy’s heart was filled with the desire to end everything quickly and return to the real world. Moments later, he suddenly realized: Why am I so impatient? Is this world influencing my mind?!
The Divine Envoy conducted a discreet self-examination: "There are no signs of any spells... It’s not magic, it’s entirely the gloomy world and its environment that are causing this - similar to psychological suggestion from my previous life!"
"Such a clever strategy!" For a powerful cultivator, it was actually this kind of quiet and subtle method that was hardest to guard against and least likely to arouse suspicion.
In such a state of mind, people would become eager to return home. Once they really find the resting place of the ancient god, they would be eager to execute the plan to resurrect the ancient god and their minds would be affected, making more compromises. They might even dismiss some doubts they have, persuading themselves that "It’s fine ", "Don’t cause more trouble", "Finish it soon and we can go back"...
Cultivators are also human; even after ascension, they still retain some human qualities. Otherwise, they would not be called "immortals". They are just stronger and more determined than ordinary people. Mortals might become impatient after walking for several hours, while cultivators can endure longer. But what about a few days, months, years, or even decades? The influence was bound to take effect eventually.
The Divine Envoy did not communicate his discovery to the Fairy but rather indulged his impatient emotions. As a result, everyone in the team grew impatient, not just the Divine Envoy and the Fairy, but also the Cloud Palace Martial Gods. Probably the only one who could remain calm was Chief Witch, who continually persuaded and encouraged everyone.
As for the Divine Envoy, the Chief Witch continued to increase the rewards he promised to appease him.
After an unknown period of time, everyone had become extremely irritable and uncontrollable. The faint red light emitted from the tusk in Chief Witch’s hand suddenly lost its direction and began to circle around before slowly expanding outward.
Chief Witch seemed delighted, laughing, "Finally, we’ve arrived! The Guardian God sleeps right here!"
The Divine Envoy was extremely irritable, but since his hope was right before his eyes, he suppressed his emotions and said, "Let’s start right away!" The Chief Witch loosened his grip, and the tusk floated in the air automatically. He said to the Divine Envoy, "Please wait, Divine Envoy, I shall start setting things up."
"The reason this task requires the help of the Divine Envoy is that you were chosen by the Guardian God thousands of years ago! When the Time of Heavenly Track Reversal came, the Guardian God fell into extinction, but he possessed great wisdom beyond our imagination and had already foreseen everything, so he prepared for his own awakening."
"He planted a ’seed of fire’ in the mortal world, which has been passed down in your family’s souls for generations and must now be hidden within your soul."
Chief Witch stared at the Divine Envoy intently, "For this moment, I have prepared my entire life! I have collected dozens of sets of treasure materials! I absolutely cannot bear any mistakes in the ceremony to revive My God. So, could you kindly show this fire seed to your humble servant?"
Rupert, the blue-robed scholar broke into the Seven Stars Mountain Extinction Region early in the morning. At first, he was cautious, worried about alerting the Reclamation Legion here, as he couldn’t wipe out the 800 Reclamation Legion alone. If any word got out, the consequences would be unimaginable.
But after turning a few mountains, he didn’t see a single figure and gradually became more daring.
After a whole day, Rupert found nothing. He became impatient, "What happened? According to the handed-down family tradition, people from our family are destined to become the rulers of this world!"
"All we have to do is enter the Seven Stars Mountain Extinction Region at the right time, and we don’t have to worry about anything else. The faithful guardians of the ancient god will greet me, and all I need to do is show them the strange flame in my soul. They will bow down to me, and then I will complete the final ceremony to become the ancient god’s agent in the mortal world, exercising all of his authority on Earth!"
"Now is the right time, I’ve checked several times, and all the signs prove this point. But where are those guardians?!"
The Extinction Domain was extremely dangerous at night, and Rupert found a narrow cave to rest for the night, but couldn’t sleep at all. His family had waited for many generations, enduring numerous humiliating ordeals just for this sweet outcome. Rupert couldn’t stop his thoughts from racing the entire night.