Chapter 484 - 425: Heaven! Earth! The Great Tribulation!

Open the slaughter!

These simple four characters, however, fell like a heavy hammer on the hearts of the Daoist disciples who revered Chu Huaixu.

Precisely because there were no superfluous words.

Instead, because it was too direct, it stirred up a thousand waves in the hearts of these young people.

However, it did not lead to a phenomenon of everyone responding in unison. After Chu Huaixu finished speaking, these Daoist disciples followed with shouts of: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

But with so many people gathered together, all of them young and easily stirred up, there were always a few who first echoed loudly.

As the echoing voices grew more numerous, the entire martial arts arena began to become noisy, yet their blood was boiling ever more fervently.

In the end, strangely enough, everyone’s voices united into a single chant:

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill——!"

The high-ranking members of the Daoist Sect stood on the platform, overlooking this scene.

They exchanged glances with each other.

However, they were not infected by this passionate scene, not stirred by it.

For they viewed these youth from the perspective of mentors, looking at this batch of Daoist Sect’s most promising young members.

Each one could be the greatest pride of a small town, or even of every city.

They were undeniably prodigies.

Yet in the face of the celestial cataclysm, these favored sons of heaven could still face premature death at any time.

Thus, the more they watched these young people in such a state, the more pained and distressed they felt.

But this is the "cost" of being disciples of the righteous sect!

Chu Huaixu looked at the Daoist disciples behind him, not expecting things to turn out this way.

And he firmly believed: these guys were definitely not shouting for nothing!

Because he knew very well, under the influence of the Daoist Sect’s ethos, most of the disciples were so righteous it bordered on madness!

They took it upon themselves to save the world without hesitation.

This scene made Chu Huaixu somewhat abashed.

The reason he could utter the phrase "I only know I want to open the slaughter" was purely because he had a system backing him up.

This indeed was what he was going to do next.

Admittedly, he was still very weak, merely in the Fourth Realm.

No matter how many divine techniques or profound powers he possessed, he couldn’t change the situation single-handedly.

He needed time to grow.

However, why did players back then eagerly anticipate the arrival of the celestial cataclysm?

Just because at that time, there would be a "screen full of red-named monsters"!

Not my race, their hearts must be different.

Therefore, the cultivators of Kunlun Cave Heaven were definite enemy factions.

With such faction determination, players just needed to keep killing!

The more they killed, the more experience points they gained.

In the past, when was such a good thing possible?

"Field bosses were hard to find to the point of needing to be fought over," Chu Huaixu thought.

He believed that as long as he could seize the opportunity, he could rapidly accumulate experience points through killing, and then grow at lightning speed.

"And as long as I have unlimited experience points, then, perhaps I might..."

"Be omnipotent!"

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Moon Country, Cultivation Hall.

Within the Cultivation Hall, National Guardian Xiahou Yue and Blade Holder were doing things similar to Xiang Yan.

All the elite disciples of the Cultivation Hall gathered in the martial arts arena, then heard a bombshell like this.

Unlike the clamor at the martial arts arena, however, the pavilion in the back mountain was particularly quiet.

Lin Zixuan stood outside the grand array, watching her master inside the Life Extension Array, hardly able to hear her master’s breath.

Earlier, the intake was more than the outflow.

Now, even the intake had lessened.

At this moment, she saw yet another spirit grass wither, and she immediately took out a new plant and placed it within the array.

At this stage, the old State Preceptor could no longer even use his spiritual power for transmission.

Fortunately, Lin Zixuan’s position among the four main characters was as divine level assistance.

She was proficient in some secret techniques of spiritual communication.

Thus, she could cast spells to communicate with Ming Xuanji.

"Master, are you okay?" the girl asked with concern.

"Zixuan, don’t worry, before the celestial cataclysm officially arrives, this master won’t die," Ming Xuanji replied.

He had been waiting for this day for a very long time.

He had to witness this day arrive with his own eyes!

And today, the old State Preceptor seemed in quite a talkative mood.

Some days ago, even when Lin Zixuan communicated with him spiritually, he was usually not very talkative, seemingly always considering the celestial cataclysm.

"Zixuan, do you know why I’m reputed to be the number one in divination worldwide, even revered as a prophet by many?"

"Because of master’s extraordinary encounter in your youth?" She had heard Ming Xuanji mention this before.

"Precisely."

Ming Xuanji continued, "That year, I was only just sixteen."

"My father was merely an ordinary schoolteacher."

"During an outing, I accidentally entered a secret realm."

"In that secret realm, I learned many techniques related to divination, along with a complete set of cultivation techniques."

"But that wasn’t the most important thing."

"In this world, those who study divination are as numerous as the hairs on an ox."

"But none have reached the level I have."

"Or rather, they are not even a tenth of me."

"These people can predict tomorrow’s weather, and that would be considered mastering this path."

"But what about me?"

"The gap is so vast because, on one hand, the techniques and cultivation techniques were of the highest grade."

"More crucially, back then in that secret realm, I obtained a very mystical power!"

"It was an extremely deep black light."

"It entered my Sea of Consciousness."

"But I have always understood that I still haven’t completely mastered it."

"The foresight it can grant me should be much more, much more!"

"And until a month ago, I suddenly could control all of its power."

Lin Zixuan patiently listened, only speaking at this point:

"Master, was it just before you started divining the celestial cataclysm?"

"Exactly," Ming Xuanji replied.

He chuckled wryly, "Thinking about it now, it wasn’t that I suddenly could control all its power."

"Instead, the one who left it for me made it so that at this time, I could control it."

Hearing this, Lin Zixuan’s beautiful eyes widened slightly.

"Master, you mean...."

Ming Xuanji continued, "This might be a bit beyond your understanding."

"Even I, beforehand, had only a slight suspicion."

"I later became completely certain of this because of the day I met Chu Huaixu."

"I saw the sword scabbard he held in his hand."

"The sword scabbard left by the Dao Ancestor."

"To be precise, it was the black bead hanging from the sword scabbard."

"Since that black light could be fully used by me, my perception has changed."

"On that day, I could ascertain that this black light is a part of the black bead."

"It was stripped away."

Lin Zixuan became more and more astonished the more she listened.

"So, the secret realm was left by the Dao Ancestor?"

"Barring any unexpected circumstances, yes," Ming Xuanji replied.

Lin Zixuan wasn’t foolish and immediately caught on.

"Master, you said that after you pass away, there’s something to give to Chu Huaixu, is it this black light?" she asked.

Ming Xuanji answered, "Exactly."

"It’s something I could never completely control."

"It never truly belonged to me."

"Since the Dao Ancestor left the sword scabbard and black bead for Chu Huaixu, then..."

"Perhaps it should return to its rightful owner."

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