Chapter 187: What is an Immortal God, Purple Gold Gourd
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In Shuntian City, after the heavy rain, cries could be heard all over the city.
Even though there was no blood, there were still figures lying on the ground.
Emperor Shuntian sat in front of the imperial study. He tried his best to circulate his true qi, but his face was still pale.
An extremely potent poison wreaked havoc in his body, numbing his bones and tendons. Even though he could not feel any pain, the gradual loss of consciousness made him panic, as if death was approaching.
Ordinary citizens who did not have any strength or were weak would soon fall into a coma and die without any pain. However, for strong people like him, it was torture.
“Damn it…”
Emperor Shuntian gritted his teeth and felt extremely aggrieved. He never expected that the Fengtian Sovereign Dynasty would have such a method. He had never heard of it, but he knew that this attack would cause great damage to Great Jing. Even if he were to die, leaving the Crown Prince to rule over Great Jing, Great Jing would still fall back dozens of years.
He regretted his carelessness.
Hearing the wails coming from all directions, his heart felt extremely uncomfortable.
“Don’t panic. I will save everyone.”
A familiar voice resounded throughout Shuntian City, startling Emperor Shuntian into opening his eyes and looking over. He saw Jiang Changsheng flying over from the horizon, scattering green light all the way. Behind him was the Ultimate Yang Divine Light, similar to a small sun, making it impossible for anyone to see his true appearance. There was also a person wrapped in the purple cloth on his waist as he flew over.
Emperor Shuntian was shocked. He had some expectations, but he did not expect the Dao Ancestor to really come.
So fast!
Or could it be that the Dao Ancestor had already predicted it?
Jiang Changsheng flew past his head and the green light landed on him, expelling the poison in his body.
Emperor Shuntian looked up at him and hesitated to speak.
Bang!
The sloppy man’s corpse fell in front of him, completely dead.
When Emperor Shuntian saw his miserable appearance, he knew that he was the murderer, and he immediately burned with anger.
After Jiang Changsheng rescued all the citizens of Shuntian City, he quickly left. He still had to rescue the people outside the city and expel the poison in this land.
In the city, more and more citizens and martial artists were resurrected, and the whole city fell into cheers.
“Who saved us.”
“It must be the Dao Ancestor. The powerful Dao Ancestor will always protect Great Jing!”
“That’s right. With the sun above his head, he really looks like an immortal.” “Hiss… Did we get resurrected, or did we just wake up?”
“I feel like we were resurrected… My father was indeed dead just now…”
After a while, Jiang Changsheng finally resurrected all the citizens who had been poisoned to death. There were millions of them, and he felt extremely exhausted by the end of it. Moreover, this exhaustion came from his soul.
The consumption of the Divine Power of Revival had exceeded his expectations!
Even though there were no permanent side effects, this kind of exhaustion still made him panic.
He could not be rash in the future. What if a powerful enemy attacked at this time?
As Jiang Changsheng thought, he quickly flew back to Longqi Temple.
The clone left quietly in the courtyard to hide the existence of the Clone Technique.
At that moment, only Bai Qi could vaguely guess that Jiang Changsheng knew the Clone Technique. However, even if she had guessed it, she did not dare to say it.
After entering the fog, his main body fused with his avatar, and Jiang Changsheng’s mental state improved slightly.
When Jiang Changsheng returned to the courtyard, no one knew what had happened, so they did not pay much attention to it.
He sat under the tree, still very tired.
Resurrecting one person and resurrecting millions of people were two different concepts.
“In the 29th year of the Shuntian Era, the Fengtian Sovereign Dynasty dispatched the Poison King in the Two Grotto-heaven realm to attack Great
Jing. The Poison King poisoned millions of soldiers and citizens of Great Jing. You successfully survived his attack and survived a calamity. You have obtained a survival reward—Magical Treasure, Purple Crystal Gourd.”
A notification appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng, making him smile.
The exhaustion was worthwhile!
Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the memories of the Purple Crystal Gourd.
The Purple Crystal Gourd contained a huge space and restrictions that could absorb the enemy. These restrictions included seals and the five elements. The seals could prevent enemies from escaping and block their senses, preventing them from prying into the outside world. The five elements restrictions could activate the five great arrays of metal, wood, water, fire and earth to kill or torture his enemy.
What a treasure!
Jiang Changsheng did not immediately refine the treasure. Instead, he began to recuperate.
In this life, he had never been so tired. It was not physical exhaustion, but exhaustion from his soul.
At noon the next day, Emperor Shuntian hung the Poison King’s corpse in front of the eastern gate of Shuntian City. There was even a notice posted on the city wall describing what happened yesterday.
When they learned that the Fengtian Sovereign Dynasty had sent powerful martial artists to release the poison, the citizens were furious, and so were the soldiers.
The Emperor also pointed out the contributions of the Dao Ancestor, causing the entire city and the entire military camp to begin to be grateful to him. More ana more people were erecting statues ror mm at nome, even m tne military camp.
The Dao Ancestor was so powerful that he had saved millions of people. Such a feat was simply unheard of!
Soon, someone said that the Dao Ancestor was not saving them, but bringing them back to life. That was because many people were sure that the people around them were dead and not fainting. More and more people agreed with this statement, causing the Dao Ancestor to gradually become an immortal god in their hearts.
What was an immortal god?
Immortal gods could do what mortals and martial artists could not!
Immortals were a vague concept in the hearts of everyone in the world. Just like the people from Earth in Jiang Changsheng’s previous life, they would always fantasize about the existence of immortals.
The Emperor announced the crimes of the Fengtian Sovereign Dynasty to the public, causing the citizens of 149 provinces to be furious. They angrily criticized the Fengtian Sovereign Dynasty for being shameless, and the morale of the continent’s defense war rose consecutively. However, this edict required a long time to spread before it could reach the ears of all the people of Great Jing.
Jiang Changsheng rested for seven days before his mental state recovered.
This time, it was for the sake of showing his divinity. In the future, he did not intend to use the Revival Divine Power on such a large scale unless it was for a special reason.
Other than the Purple Crystal Gourd, his incense points had skyrocketed.
[Current incense points: 2,070,8920]
Accumulated more 20 million incense points!
The accumulation of the past twenty years was equivalent to the accumulation of more than fifty years!
It felt great!
The display of the incense points also became more detailed, enough to show that the system was constantly improving.
Jiang Changsheng felt that there was hope for him to reach more than 100 million incense points before his next breakthrough, but 100 million was not his goal.
In addition, the transmission of information in this world was very slow. For a long time to come, his incense points would continue to rise. Some people believed it, while others did not. However, he only needed those who believed it.
Jiang Changsheng stood up and took out the Sun Shooting Divine Bow.
He jumped onto the roof and used the Limitless Eyes of Heaven and Earth to look at a small continent in the distance.
Even though he needed survival rewards, he had never suffered a loss.
Fengtian had poisoned millions of his fellow people. Fengtian must pay the price!
Bai Qi stood up and asked curiously, “Master, who do you want to shoot again?”
The Sword God, Ye Xun, Huang Tian, and Hei Tian all looked at Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng narrowed his eyes and said, “Fengtian plotted against Great
Jing and poisoned millions of people. I have to repay their karma.”
Everyone was stunned. They did not know about this yet. Even though there was a notice posted in the capital, they had not gone down the mountain or to Martial Peak for the past few days.
In the boundless ocean, there were countless ships docked at the edge of a continent, and there were also huge sea beasts churning near the coast.
Within the continent, a huge city was filled with soldiers.
At that moment, Great General Wu Yue, who was sent by Emperor Fengtian, was discussing strategy with the soldiers in the mansion.
Suddenly, a black pigeon flew into the hall like an arrow and landed in Wu Yue’s hands. He tore open the secret letter on the pigeon’s foot and looked at it carefully. Not long after, his expression darkened.
The soldiers were surprised and hurriedly asked.
Wu Yue took a deep breath and said, “The Poison King failed, and his corpse was hung on the city gates.”
As soon as he said that, everyone turned pale with fright.
“How is that possible? The Poison King is an expert in the Two Grotto-heaven realm!”
“Are we just supposed to lose one of the ten great kings just like that?”
“Was it the Dao Ancestor or Ye Xun who made a move?”
“That shouldn’t be the case. Si Province is so far away from where the Shuntian Army. The spy I planted in the capital did not reply, which proves that the two of them have yet to leave the capital.”
“That’s impossible. Don’t tell me Great Jing has a third expert in the Two Grotto-heaven realm and above. Could it be that the Sword God has broken through again?”
The soldiers discussed among themselves while Wu Yue remained silent with a gloomy expression.
He was in the Universe realm, so he knew best how powerful the Poison King was.
Most importantly, the Poison King did not fight head-on. How could he have failed?
Just as Wu Yue could not figure it out, the entire mansion suddenly trembled. Wu Yue looked up and saw the sky outside the door shining with golden light, as if the sun was about to fall.
“How can this…”
Wu Yue frowned and was about to speak.
The sea of clouds above the huge city was suddenly blasted open by a huge golden light, as if the sky had been broken through. It was an extremely spectacular sight. The golden light descended from the sky and struck the City Lord’s Mansion, expanding rapidly and crushing everything. The buildings and streets were all shattered and the commoners and martial artists were reduced to ashes!
The huge golden light expanded rapidly until it drowned the entire city, shocking the world.
In the distance, a True God who was flying over witnessed this scene and stopped in fright with his mouth wide open.
He could not believe his eyes. It was as if he had seen heavenly punishment.
“It’s… it’s over…”
On the roof, Jiang Changsheng threw the Sun Shooting Divine Bow into the Giant Spirit Ring. The fog in front of him was pierced through and was slowly gathering.
Bai Qi curiously asked, “Master, the movements of your arrows are much smaller than before. Did you hold back?”
Jiang Changsheng turned around and landed in the courtyard.
Ye Xun looked at him with admiration and said, “No, it’s just that the Dao Ancestor’s archery skills are now more outstanding. Although it looks like he made little movement, the power contained in it is unimaginable. Moreover, that arrow disappeared the moment it was shot out. I suspect it passed through space.”
Passed through space?
Bai Qi widened her wolf-like eyes, and even the Sword God was frightened.
Jiang Changsheng ignored their gazes and walked to his room. “I’m a little tired. I’ll take a rest first.’
After returning to his room, he took out the Purple Crystal Gourd and began to refine the restrictions inside.
After a while, a notification appeared before his eyes.
“In the 29th year of the Shuntian Era, the Fengtian Sovereign Dynasty was preparing to attack Great Jing’s army. You took action in time and destroyed their plan. You survived a calamity and obtained a survival reward—Magical
Treasure ‘Golden-scaled Jade Leaf’ x9.”
He had accumulated 36 Golden-scaled Jade Leaves!
Not bad.
Jiang Changsheng did not think much of it and focused on refining the Purple Crystal Gourd.
The next afternoon, he walked out of the house. This time, there was a purple gourd with golden patterns on his waist. Coupled with the God Binding Silk, it was extremely eye-catching.
Bai Qi excitedly asked, “Master, can you really be resurrected?”
This morning, the news of the Dao Ancestor’s mass resurrection spread to
Longqi Temple, causing the disciples of Longqi Temple to discuss among themselves. Yang Zhou even specially came to look for Jiang Changsheng, but he was stopped by Ye Xun.
Ye Xun, the Sword God, Huang Tian, and Hei Tian looked at Jiang Changsheng.
Ye Xun’s expression was the most sure. He knew that the Dao Ancestor could really resurrect people.. Otherwise, Yang Zhou would have died long ago!
