Zhongshan Shenzhu Chi

Chapter 93 Sweep

Upon hearing this, the Golden Ape King was puzzled, but he still trusted the Great Serpent's judgment.

They immediately returned to the Golden Ape clan, mustered their forces, and headed towards the Snake God Valley.

Upon entering the valley, there wasn't a breath of wind.

Only extreme, scorching heat hits you.

The temperature felt as if it were about to ignite the fur wrapped in golden lightning.

"Don't be reckless or afraid. Go as far forward as you can. It's good for your health."

The Golden Ape King turned his head and, unusually, whispered his instructions.

In the past, it wouldn't bother saying a word unless it was a member of its own kind that it found somewhat interesting.

"Awooo—Awooo!"

The golden apes behind it roared upon hearing these words.

They are not afraid of hardship, nor are they afraid of death.

Weakness is the only original sin in the Golden Ape clan.

The Golden Ape King turned and entered the valley.

Its kin followed it, braving the intense heat of the melting rocks, and went inside as well.

The further they went, the more golden apes fell behind the group, standing still, baring their teeth, and chewing on the pain of being burned.

"You two stay here and don't go any further."

The Golden Ape King turned its head and reached out to stop the two members of its kind that had been following it and were unwilling to stop.

"Remember this: only by staying alive can you become stronger."

After uttering those words, the Golden Ape King stepped forward.

As you venture deeper, the terrifying heat even set it ablaze.

Golden lightning surged forth automatically, intertwining with flames on the surface and causing explosion after explosion.

The blood and qi surged, and the burned and blown-out fur and flesh were regenerated.

Just by basking in this aura, the Golden Ape King felt himself becoming stronger.

Go forward again.

A giant frog, standing a full ten feet tall, came into view.

It is surrounded by azure blue.

It made him feel uncomfortable. The high temperature and dry mouth seemed to have no effect on him.

"You?" the Golden Ape King asked in surprise.

It had never seen a frog that could turn into a human, nor had it ever seen a frog that could survive in such high temperatures.

"Quack?"

Hunxie turned his head when he heard the sound.

Those straight, emotionless eyes, like those of a dead fish, stared at the Golden Ape King.

"Are you that monkey with lightning on its body?"

"The candle sent me to find you, to absorb the sun's power and become stronger."

"That's one way to do it," the evil frog nodded.

"It's neither too much nor too little, but at least it can weaken the problem somewhat."

"Come with me."

The frog said things that the Golden Ape King couldn't understand.

A man and a beast moved forward.

We walked into a secluded passage.

The Golden Ape King looked up and saw a giant eye.

"Snake God----"

"Speak less. The Black Serpent God needs to keep a close eye on Zhongshan now."

The frog approached the Golden Ape King and spoke up to stop him.

"I----"

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't say them.

The Golden Ape King lowered his head and entered the tunnel with the Evil Frog.

The intense heatwave grew stronger and stronger.

Wave after wave surged in like the tide, making it difficult for the Golden Ape King to move forward.

"Without the protection of the Water Element and without the monstrous power of Zhu Chi, this is the best you can do."

"But that's already quite impressive. If you keep going forward, you'll finally see the sun that's about to break free from its seal."

The evil frog leaned against the wall, its eyes filled with astonishment as it looked at the golden ape.

Without any protection, they walked here using only their physical bodies; even General Clam could not have done that.

"Hmm." The Golden Ape King did not refute.

Over the years, it has encountered many things that have overturned its past understanding.

It spread its arms and lay down on the ground.

His entire body felt as if it were about to melt from the intense heat. Lightning and flames intertwined on his body, constantly causing explosions.

It disregards all suffering.

"You're a pervert too." Hunxie Qinggua was speechless.

"If you can't hold on any longer, just let out a groan, and I'll come out to save you."

After saying this, it walked inside and faced the sun directly.

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Yongningzhou.

A sweep of myths targeting all myths except for the Zhongshan God is underway.

The four cities, spring, summer, autumn and winter, are united.

Zhao Ying, Ling Yi, and Tu Die each led 10,000 men to sweep through and sort out all the myths and legends from south to north and from west to east.

They also set up temples along the way to worship the god of Zhongshan.

A village near Yongning City.

Lingyi led her soldiers in and pulled all the sleeping humans out of their sleep.

A village of over five hundred people was surrounded by soldiers and lined up in a square formation.

"Village chief, what deity did your family used to worship?"

Lingyi sat opposite the old village chief of the village.

Beside them were several elderly people with gray hair.

Her expression was extremely cold, yet extremely beautiful.

Even the elderly dared not look at it for even a second, for fear of getting caught up in it.

"I never worshipped any gods before, except for a statue of a god that was given to me in Yongning main city."

The old village chief was somewhat apprehensive.

However, since the soldiers entered the village, they have maintained strict discipline and simply kept the villagers in one place.

Although the woman in front of them looked fierce, she didn't do anything aggressive. Instead, she gave food to everyone in the village.

He decided to tell the truth.

"It was a yellow dragon-shaped statue. It's still enshrined in our village's ancestral hall."

"Find that idol and destroy everything in the village that relates to it."

Lingyi turned his head and gave instructions to the soldiers.

Their words were even colder than the frost of a harsh winter.

The soldiers received their orders and began looting the village.

The villagers watched with concern as house after house was roughly opened and belongings were roughly thrown out.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw soldiers carrying out bag after bag of grain, and another soldier throwing several gleaming gold ingots in front of everyone.

"From now on, you will have only one faith, and that is the Zhongshan God Zhuchi."

"If you worship other evil gods, you will be executed immediately."

Lingyi stood up, her apricot-yellow pupils scanning all the villagers present.

The king's imposing aura surged forth.

The villagers felt as if they were facing a roaring tiger in the mountains.

"I will distribute the statues to you in a moment," Lingyi said calmly.

"Okay, okay—"

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Faced with the soldiers' gleaming blades and the glittering gold ingots, the villagers made the best decision of their lives.

"Yes, village chief. What was the name of the deity that Yongning's main city required you to worship back then?"

Soldiers maintained order, and villagers stepped forward in an orderly fashion to receive gold ingots and grain.

Lingyi turned around and asked the village chief and the several elderly people with white hair and beards.

"At the time, that official didn't tell us his specific name—"

The village chief's face showed a look of reminiscence.

"He simply told us that the statue was the Supreme Being of the Central Heaven, who ruled over the four spirits and all directions."

"The Venerable One of the Central Heaven? The ruler of the Four Spirits?" Lingyi lowered her eyes.

Ever since she started training soldiers from scratch and cultivating her military prowess, something within her has been growing.

It's a feeling, and also an extremely sharp aura.

She now instinctively loathed this so-called ruler of the four spirits.

"you----"

"boom!"

A deafening roar instantly drew the attention of all living beings present.

A magnificent yellow light burst forth from the direction of the ancestral hall.

Lingyi stood up.

Her apricot-yellow eyes met the illusory image of the five-clawed yellow dragon that was winding its way up.

"Another mythical destiny is being conceived." The illusory figure said in a deep voice, his eyes showing surprise.

The loss of some faith would normally be insignificant, but Zhongshan has unexpectedly produced another mythical destiny in the making—

"Die here," it whispered, its gaze filled with regret, as if looking at an old friend who was about to die.

Lingyi remained silent and drew her crimson sword.

Her tall figure stood proudly amidst the flames, a blend of darkness and indigo.

It was as if a god of death had descended upon the world.