The Old Gods

Chapter 966 Kneeling

Beifeng remembers that it was many years ago in the Great Xia Dynasty, Beifeng City.

A conflict broke out among the disciples, seemingly over a dispute about the divine weapon domain?
Such trivial matters would not leave a deep impression on the gods. The key is that this matter attracted another god—the Immortal Sheep!
To protect this female disciple of the North Wind—no!—to protect a certain believer of the Immortal Sheep, the Immortal Sheep's afterimage descended upon the city to plead for the believer.

The North Wind also remembered that, out of pity for the celestial sheep's humble and smiling demeanor, it had spared the lowly human ants.

Little did anyone expect that the seeds of disaster would be sown at that very moment.

The insignificant human race that once knelt and begged for mercy at his feet has now transformed into a stone statue blocking his way on this battlefield in the highest heaven.

He could have taken her life with a mere wave of his hand.
Now she gripped a broken blade, her eyes sharp, staring intently at him.

Whose followers did she become?
Is it a fairy sheep?
Unbeknownst to many, this female disciple was expelled from the sect and taken away by the human disciple protected by the immortal sheep.

Could it be that the fairy sheep was behind all of this?

How could it be possible to turn humans into stone statues and replace gods and demons?
The Immortal Sheep has coexisted with gods and demons for so long, everyone knows its true strength. If the Immortal Sheep truly possessed such abilities, it would have long been the sole ruler.

They would never be so subservient as they are now, with no voice whatsoever, and so far removed from the core leadership.
Clearly, even with Deng Yuxiang standing personally before the North Wind, the deity still found it unbelievable.

If he didn't recognize this person, that would be fine, but Beifeng actually had a slight impression of this woman.

Knowing how lowly she once was.

And how did they manage to survive by sheer luck, right under their own feet?

"How did you become like this?" Beifeng looked at the being that was similar in size and material to himself and couldn't help but ask.

"Heh." Deng Yuxiang sneered, flames erupting from his body as he unleashed endless wind blades.

"Where did you get the North Wind Divine Technique from? How did you acquire techniques from other schools?" North Wind immediately raised his hand, and hundreds of wind blades were unleashed.

There is naturally a qualitative difference between Heavenly-grade and Divine-grade techniques, but Deng Yuxiang's body full of fire makes up for the lack of output.

Even during the intense clash of wind blades, it subtly gained the upper hand.

"Whoo~"

The north wind suddenly changed color, its entire body swirling with wind and waves, and it moved sideways at lightning speed.

With a surge of divine power, a phantom appeared where the North Wind had stood, its sharp claws finding nothing.

The north wind suddenly turned its head and saw the woman who came and went without a trace again.

"You only remember her, but not me?"

Yan Shuangzi, who is usually taciturn, rarely speaks on the battlefield.

She used to have sharp eyes, just like Deng Yuxiang, but now her temperament has changed significantly, and the resentment in her heart is surging outwards uncontrollably.

His originally sharp gaze could now be more accurately described as "sinister and ruthless".

That extremely fierce and brutal aura even made the gods somewhat fearful.

If it were someone of lower strength, there might not even be a fight. The Shadow Guardian would only need to stand there, and the weak creature would have no intention of resisting.

The prey will most likely cry out for mercy or beg for a quick death so it won't suffer any more cruel torture.

"You, you are again..." Bei Feng's expression grew increasingly grim.

From the very beginning of the battle, he had paid close attention to this woman who was also wearing a straw hat and a raincoat.

After all, this woman was the true deity, and her threat level was far greater than that of the North Wind Abandoner.

But North Wind never imagined that he knew this person.

At that moment, they heard the woman's words.
For a moment, the north wind seemed to lose its focus, as if it had suddenly remembered something.

After all, the gods creating and opening up the Divine Ruins in the mortal realm only happens once every few years or even a decade.

The last time he built a divine ruin in the city, the person who ultimately won and broke into it seemed to be the woman in front of him.
The north wind's eyes narrowed!
The more he looked at Yan Shuangzi, the more astonished he became.

Ah, so this human woman was once my disciple?!

Moreover, he is one of the best among the younger generation in the North Wind faction.

If she has enough luck after entering Holy Spirit Mountain, she might be able to advance to the Heavenly Realm in ten or twenty years and come into my sight again.

Like the peak master of Blade Ridge, he arrived at the Heavenly Battlefield and became his servant.

Countless human ants struggle and perish in the mountains, one after another, all for the hope of one day ascending to the heavens and eventually kneeling at the feet of the gods as slaves and servants.

This is the fate of humanity!
It is also the highest honor that believers can obtain by giving their all, or even by spending their entire lives.

Bei Feng never expected that this outstanding individual, whom he had personally thrown into Holy Spirit Mountain, would also betray his sect.

This person showed no gratitude whatsoever for his favor and guidance, and instead turned his knife against the god he once devoutly worshipped!

"Crack!!"

The tearing sound was crisp.

On a battlefield of this caliber, how can one afford to be even slightly distracted?

A slightly distracted Beifeng, unable to dodge in time, had his defensive armor, the Shattered Wind Armor, torn apart by the claws of the Evil Shadow Guardian.

"inverse."

Before he could utter the word "tu" (徒), Beifeng swallowed it back.

His repeated questioning stemmed from the fact that the current situation was beyond Beifeng's comprehension; he simply couldn't help but question the human disciples he had met before.

However, one must suppress the overwhelming anger within.

Situation is stronger than people!
"Why must you do this, my disciples?" Bei Feng's expression was extremely ugly, and his words and attitude were very awkward. "Whatever you want to achieve, your master will help you."

"Whoosh!!" Suddenly, a tornado enveloped the statue of the North Wind God.

"Heh." Deng Yuxiang reached forward with one hand, pushing through the sea flames straight into the eye of the storm. "It really must have been difficult for you."

The North Wind, accustomed to being a high and mighty god who rules over everything, was forced to speak such submissive words to his servants. It was indeed difficult for him.

"You were once my disciples!" Beifeng, wielding his sword, cut through the wind and sped out of the storm. "I bestow upon you divine arts, give you the path to cultivation and advancement, and protect your families and homes!"
Do you think you've done right by everything your teacher has done for you?

Yan Shuangzi: ? ? ?

Deng Yuxiang almost laughed out of anger.

How can there be such a shameless person in the world?

Are people really willing to throw away all sense of shame just to survive?

The north wind dodged wildly, then pressed its advantage: "The people of Great Xia understand the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues best, and know how to respect teachers and value the Way!"

Beifeng naturally realized that the battles in various places had ended, and he also saw unfamiliar stone statues watching the battle and keeping watch. His attitude changed repeatedly as a result.

"If you have any grievances, you can talk to your master! If you want to unify the Three Realms, your master can help you!"

"The Faceless Jade Venerable still covets your homeland. She will shatter your homeland and wipe out your race!"

"I can help you seize power faster! I can minimize your losses and help you recruit other gods and demons to join you."

"Kneel down," Deng Yuxiang suddenly said.

Bei Feng's face stiffened, and he looked at Deng Yuxiang in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Deng Yuxiang remained expressionless, pointing the broken blade at her feet, her hoarse voice unusually cold:
"Kneel down."

North Wind: !!!
In order to survive, verbal submission is the limit.

This demand, this humiliation, was something the North Wind could not accept at all.

If it were any other god or demon, it might be better, but these human ants who once knelt at her feet have turned around and made her kneel at their feet.
"Shu~"

In the moment of stunned silence, Yan Shuangzi was already behind Bei Feng, her Demon-Binding Lock aimed at his neck.

"Bastard!!"

Beifeng completely lost control of his expression, revealing the pent-up anger he was suppressing despite his forced compliance.

As he leaned forward to dodge, the fourth-tier divine weapon in his hand clanged violently, and a storm erupted.

Yan Shuangzi also leaned forward and stretched out her arms. Just before she tied up Beifeng, a strong wind rushed towards her!

A tornado suddenly appeared!
It didn't directly envelop a certain area, but rather spread out from the divine weapon in Beifeng's hand.

"Whoo~~~"

Tornadoes spread rapidly and grow larger and larger! What started as an "ordinary tornado" connecting heaven and earth quickly evolved into a giant tornado that engulfed a region.

Stop talking about gods and demons, or divine and evil figures.

Even that collapsed sacred mountain was about to be completely engulfed by the ever-expanding tornado.

On the contrary, the area where the god and the sword were located was completely calm.

It gives off a "typhoon eye" vibe.

The north wind did not linger there; it had no desire to enjoy the peace.

He quickly canceled the Divine Weapon Domain. Now the storm has begun and will become increasingly fierce, enough to affect all living beings!
The north wind plunged headlong into the terrifying storm, seemingly hoping to use the chaos to escape.

However, entering the raging storm also means that the Divine Magic - Listening to the Wind is greatly weakened.

The ability to locate sounds has almost completely failed!
At that very moment, a tiny, invisible figure appeared beside Lord Beifeng's mind—Lu Ran!
His ribbons fluttered, his short hair danced wildly, and his snow-white feathered robe rustled in the wind!
The howling wind behind them relentlessly crushed the tiny human race toward the temple sculpted by the North Wind God.

"Shatter!" Lu Ran's eyes were filled with malice as he squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth and thrust his knife forward.

Far away on the sacred mountain of Yanzhi, a goddess statue, draped in a bright red robe, gazes silently into the distance, its exquisite phoenix crown rustling softly once more.

"Dingling bell~"

"Sizzle!" A dazzling light suddenly shone from the tip of the Eight Desolations Blade!

As the master thrust the knife forward, the tip of the blade cracked in all directions, creating a spiderweb-like pattern of fissures.

A lone blade pierces through ten thousand obstacles, a single point shatters the heavens.

The Third Divine Weapon Domain of the Eight Desolate Blades: One Blade Opens the Heavens!
"Crack!"

This strike could even pierce through the stone statue of the god and demon himself, let alone the divine defensive technique that is far inferior to the stone statue itself.
The Shattered Wind Armor immediately developed cracks, but it did not break completely.

A sheet of A4 paper won't be torn to shreds by a single embroidery needle. But this needle can pierce through it!

Lu Ran's hands were filled with the power of the raging heavens!
The extremely sharp tip of the Eight Desolations Blade not only pierced through the Shattered Wind Armor, but also through the stone-like skin of the Northern Wind God, stabbing fiercely into his temple.

The momentum is overwhelming.

The north wind suddenly changed color!

In the midst of the raging, chaotic storm, neither the piercing of the Wind Armor nor the lone word uttered by the young man hidden behind his mask could attract the attention of the North Wind.

In his hasty escape, he was still trying to see if any divine or evil sculptures were chasing him nearby.

But when the tiny "embroidery needle" pierced his stony skin, a surge of violent energy rushed into his skull, causing his face to change drastically!
As the gods focused their attention here, the howling wind carried the sinister words of the insignificant youth:

"My sister told you to kneel down, didn't you hear me?"

(End of this chapter)