this infinite world

Mingxia shines in the sky, and mist covers the mouth.

Thousands of golden lights are rolling in red neon, and thousands of auspicious energy are spraying purple mist.

The corridors and corridors are exquisitely carved; the three eaves and four clusters are full of flying dragons and phoenixes. Auspicious clouds, palaces, gods, fairies, fine wine, delicacies... the air is full of fairy air and the light is brilliant. Everything beautiful, desired, and dreamed of by humans seems to be found in this divine world above the sky.

"You're going to the sacred tree... that's the direction."

This is a god with an open chest and a slightly unkempt appearance. He exudes a casual and informal aura, reminiscent of the barefoot immortal in mythology. At this moment, he is chatting and laughing with several gods beside him, and between the cups, he reveals a kind of comfort that transcends the world.

When hearing Yang Yun's question, this god who was clearly a stranger to him simply opened his drunken eyes and took a look, then gave the correct guidance without any hesitation: "But what are you going to do over there? There is nothing there, it's very boring."

"Why don't you stay and share the fun with us and have a couple of drinks?"

"A new face I haven't seen before... Is he an immortal who ascended from the lower world? Relax, there's no need to be nervous here."

After Yang Yun declined, a person who was watching the celestial dance nearby laughed twice and raised his glass to Yang Yun.

Anyone can see that this being, who is either an immortal or a god, has enormous energy in his body, but it is too big and too inappropriate, too messy and not refined, and his form is scattered and his spirit is scattered. He is just a facade... If a real fight breaks out, then this guy who is definitely at the fourth level in terms of energy level is probably unable to beat even an ordinary third level.

Yang Yun had seen quite a few of these people along the way. They seemed to always be happy to answer questions, showing an incredible friendliness, and even lacked the most basic vigilance. Most of them looked glamorous on the surface, but were just for show; few of them had strength and energy that matched theirs, but were serious and responsible, and most of them were still the heavenly soldiers wearing armor and holding weapons...

Compared to the common people in the God Realm, the two heavenly generals guarding the door at least showed an attitude of putting their duties first. They knew that they had to inquire about Yang Yun's purpose of coming, which could truly be regarded as "doing their job conscientiously".

——I don’t know if it’s because the war between the world of gods and the world of demons hasn’t started for a long time, causing these gods to lose their so-called “motivation” in the long peace; or if it’s because of the overall environment of the world of gods and the pure air that constitutes the basis of their bodies.

Just as Chonglou said, gods cannot stand the turbid air, live in the sky, form the God Realm, and are usually open-minded, as if they don't care about anything; while demons are used to the turbid air of the earth, live on the ground, settle in the Demon Realm, and are mostly bloodthirsty and warlike. Only the human race created by Nuwa has a balance of clear and turbid air in their bodies, tending towards moderation...

——A single yin cannot grow, a single yang cannot produce life, perhaps this is the truth... Never mind, the God Realm’s situation is not something I should worry about, I should care about more important things.

Yang Yun walked past his thoughts and stepped into the area where the sacred tree was. As an important symbol of the divine world, the existence of this giant tree was undoubtedly extremely special... However, what surprised Yang Yun was that such an important place did not even have a single guard.

Or to be more precise, in the God Realm, except for the South Heaven Gate and the palaces in the distance that were obviously inhabited by important people, other places were almost completely open. Therefore, Yang Yun, who was obviously a stranger, went to the sacred tree without anyone asking him to pass through. "But, no wonder it is the source of life in the God Realm..."

Looking up, there was a towering and gigantic sacred tree in front of him. Its majestic posture and canopy covered the entire sky as far as the eye could see, as if it was going to cover the entire divine world under its shade. The roots of this sacred tree were even more enormous, like falling clouds, deeply rooted in the void, as if it was the hub connecting heaven and earth, gathering the surrounding spiritual energy, and filling the divine world with a pure and clear breath...

Feeling the powerful vitality emanating from the sacred tree and its close connection with the divine world, Yang Yun sighed: "The survival of the heavens and the reproduction of the gods depend on the sacred tree. There is really no falsehood in this."

As Yang Yun got closer, he could feel the uniqueness of the sacred tree more clearly. At the same time, he could also clearly appreciate the difference between the sacred tree in front of him and the light of his own soul, "Jianmu".

As a symbol of the divine world, the existence of the sacred tree is not just a material form, but more like a concentration of the will and power of the divine world, affecting the operation and order of the entire divine world. In comparison, the "Jianmu" in Yang Yun's spiritual light is more of a manifestation of personal spiritual will, which is fundamentally different from the grand existence of the sacred tree that represents the power of the entire realm.

——Besides, the concepts of symbolism are also different between the two...

As the shadow of Jianmu slowly appeared behind Yang Yun, Yang Yun thoughtfully felt the tide of spiritual energy, wave after wave, as if it was the breathing of the world itself, synchronizing with his heartbeat again and again, as if the world he was in also produced a subtle resonance with him.

Having come into contact with the "holy way", Yang Yun naturally knew that the concepts represented by the holy way were also diverse. Just like Chi You's bloody holy way represented "struggle" and "evolution", but he himself was the master of killing and fighting, and also the god of the tree of creation. The concepts symbolized by the same tree were naturally diverse.

The sacred tree that supports the world of Xianjian is like the Jianmu in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, a mysterious bridge connecting the three realms of heaven and earth. It connects the nine heavens above, bathing in divine light and breathing in fresh air; its roots are rooted in the nine netherworlds below, purifying poisonous miasma and absorbing filth. Just like the world tree in Norse mythology, the nine worlds it carries include Midgard, which belongs to humans, Asgard, the golden palace of the gods, and Helheim, the abyss-like kingdom of the dead.

On the other hand, Jianmu, the light of his soul, even though it can compete with a junior saint like Chonglou in terms of scale and size, and has also comprehended the core of "the meaning of reincarnation of life and death" after the battle with Chiyou, but in terms of perfecting the details, it still has a long way to go...

"It was indeed the right choice to come here first..."

With a slight smile, Yang Yun retracted the spiritual light behind him and withdrew from the state of unity between man and nature: "Besides, it seems that I came at the right time."

As he spoke, Yang Yun turned his gaze and looked at a woman in blue who had appeared not far from him. "Isn't that right?"

"Goddess Xiyao." (End of this chapter)