Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 44 The Sacred Body of the Ancient Times
The Holy Spirit is a special kind of being, embodying the great creation of heaven and earth. It is often conceived in some strange stones and undergoes millions of vicissitudes before being born in perfect harmony.

A being nurtured by heaven and earth for so long will inevitably be invincible once it is born, and will find few rivals in the world.

However, although the Holy Spirits are powerful, they are not all benevolent. Once they turn to evil, only beings like the ancient emperors can suppress them.

Even the most outstanding sages are far from being comparable to this kind of being; trying to suppress it is simply a pipe dream.

That's why the man in gray was refuted. After all, everyone in Tiandu City is a cultivator, so it's impossible that they wouldn't know these things.

"I don't know where you heard this rural legend. I think you should just focus on your cultivation and stop daydreaming!" someone in the crowd added, making the man surnamed Chen look indignant.

The man in gray was surnamed Chen. Although he was jokingly called Chen the Talkative, he was indeed a cultivator, albeit one who was only at the Divine Bridge Realm.

Now, faced with ridicule, he couldn't help but retort, "You people aren't from that era, how do you know the truth?"

"You should know that in the ancient times when there was no emperor, it wasn't that there was no one who could suppress the Holy Spirit. My ancestors once cultivated with such a person!"

Chen Duozui looked proud. His family had a glorious past, though it had all been buried by time, some legends still remained.

Qi Zhe stepped into the building, glancing at the other person and secretly sighing that he hadn't mispronounced the nickname; he really was a chatterbox.

"Haha, you're at it again. If that's the case, then my ancestors had a past with the Void Emperor!" Someone in the crowd burst into laughter, unable to resist continuing to ridicule.

"Hmph, you can't talk about ice with a summer insect!" Chen Duozui said angrily, and left unhappily in the face of ridicule.

The many cultivators in the building burst into laughter upon seeing this and began discussing the spiritual herbs that the Hu Family Chamber of Commerce was about to auction. However, some were still preoccupied with the topic from earlier.

Seeing that there were many cultivators in the building, Qi Zhe casually found a seat and sat down, then began to listen attentively.

"I have heard that the Heavenly Capital City has existed for more than 200,000 years. Does any of you know its origins?"

"Who knows? The history of the Eastern Wilderness has been interrupted, and no one knows how Tiandu City came to be."

"It's estimated that only those ancient clans and sacred lands that have existed for hundreds of thousands of years would know something about this."

Among the crowd, a cultivator with exceptional hearing had already overheard the discussion and couldn't help but remark, "There are countless large cities of unknown origin across the Eastern Wilderness, perhaps all with significant histories, but their past is long gone."

"Tiandu City was indeed established by sages, but whether a holy spirit ever appeared here is just a rumor!" someone else added.

"I have also heard a legend that a saint once emerged from this place, but not a holy spirit, but an ancient holy body!"

"Huh?!!" The crowd was buzzing with discussion, but the words "Ancient Sacred Body" startled Qi Zhe, who turned to look at the person who had spoken earlier.

An elderly cultivator was sitting at a table when his words startled a nearby cultivator who exclaimed, "Divine Body?"

The middle-aged cultivator shook his head upon hearing this and said directly, "It is not the Eastern Wilderness Divine Body, but the ancient Desolate Sacred Body. The legend left here is about an ancient Desolate Sacred Body."

The middle-aged cultivator looked puzzled and continued, "I've only heard that during the ancient times, a peerless figure once shed his blood here, and the splattered blood broke up a large section of the ancient mountain range."

"Countless people died in that battle. Millions of miles of mountains were shattered, and the earth was piled high with withered bones. Strange things even happened." "The last sage came here to clean up the battlefield, pressing the endless corpses under the city of Tiandu, and used his great magic to deliver the dead souls."

The old cultivator's words were indeed shocking. Even Qi Zhe frowned and couldn't help but ask, "Is that peerless figure the Holy Body?"

He was very familiar with the legend of the Holy Body. According to this old man, it must have been a dark upheaval. This place might have been a battlefield where a supreme figure fought against the Holy Body, leading to its demise here.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator shook his head repeatedly, saying frankly, "I don't know. Perhaps it's him, or perhaps it's some other being."

The ancient legends have changed over the past tens or hundreds of thousands of years, and few in the Eastern Wilderness can fully know them. Most of the nine sacred bodies have not even left their names.

Qi Zhe sat there, a hint of melancholy in his expression. Few of the nine holy bodies could live a peaceful life; even going far away to a foreign land was considered a happy ending. If the suppression of the turmoil failed, the result would inevitably be a situation where no remains of their bodies.

If a holy body were to shed blood here, it would surely end in tragedy.

"Unfortunately, the legend of the Holy Body is gone. The nine generations of invincible warriors have long since vanished into ancient history, and no one can ever replicate their invincible past."

The people present were all familiar with the legend of the Ancient Sacred Body, and some lamented that there would be no more legends of the Sacred Body in the world.

"Who can say for sure?" Qi Zhe asked curiously, then turned his head and said, "Old sir, what other secrets do you have? Why don't you tell us?"

This middle-aged cultivator looked to be around fifty years old, but Qi Zhe felt he must be several hundred years old, definitely a knowledgeable and experienced person, and he wanted to find out some information.

The surrounding cultivators also looked expectant upon hearing this, and compared to Chen Duozui, they felt that the older generation spoke more truthfully.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "You're quite curious, lad. Very well, I'll say a few more words."

"I once heard that the Void Emperor once came to the Heavenly Capital to pay homage to the past, and sighed as he looked out at the Western Hills outside the city, lamenting that heroes are like the setting sun, never to rise again, and thus disappear from the world."

Qi Zhe was also surprised to hear this. This person was indeed quite something, having actually heard such rumors. He was also quite surprised that the Void Emperor had been here.

"Could this really be the place where a sacred body met its end?" Qi Zhe wondered.

Then he turned his head and looked towards the west of the city and was suddenly stunned. Although the walls of Tiandu City were high, they could not block people's eyes. He saw that the fertile land outside Tiandu City was a plain for thousands of miles around, without even a single mountain.

“They are all gone.” Someone in the crowd sighed, lamenting that neither the Holy Body nor the Void Emperor was present anymore.

The crowd remained silent for a long time before gradually returning to its usual clamor. Seeing this, Qi Zhe quietly left, preparing to return to his inn.

Night had fallen, and the bright moonlight bathed the city. Qi Zhe walked through many streets with the noisy crowd, and happened to pass by a large courtyard where he saw Chen Duozui, who had just been talking about the birth of the Holy Spirit in the building.

He was still wearing a gray long gown, and although he was all alone, he owned a large courtyard with many houses, which surprised Qi Zhe quite a bit.

Inside the courtyard gate, which was not yet closed, Chen Duozui was sitting at a stone table, drinking alone under the moon, and saying, "My ancestors were invincible!"

"If Xishan were not gone and the ancestral tombs not undiscovered, I would be invincible in this world!"

I've recently lost my way in writing, and have been having many sleepless nights.
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