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Chapter 604 Recovery [Part Two] (Second Update)

As the time goes.

News of Mo Xuan's defeat spread quickly.

Lingyu Mountain is one of the three overlord-level forces in the Northern Heaven Domain.

The importance cannot be overstated.

Among them, Mo Xuan is an unparalleled genius who can rival the Holy Son Zhang Chen.

In terms of sheer ability, he is strong enough to be among the top five of the younger generation.

But now he's been defeated by such an unknown nobody.

This also caused Mo Ming's name to resound throughout the entire Northern Heaven Domain.

Even the other major celestial domains had heard of this.

……

Western Heaven Domain, Yunlei Temple.

Nestled deep within majestic, continuous mountains, the golden Buddhist temples are scattered like stars among the mountain ridges, layered and staggered, creating a magnificent and ever-changing spectacle.

Occasionally, a five-colored, shimmering light, like glazed glass, would appear and disappear, as if the sounds of Buddhist chants could be heard.

A misty cloud, like gauze, swirled around it.

These are not ordinary dust and water vapor, but rather the rich and tangible primordial energy and spirituality of heaven and earth, making this place resemble a pure Buddhist land.

Inside a Buddhist temple near the heart of the mountain, numerous golden Arhat statues stand solemnly on both sides, some with their hands forming mudras, others holding up pagodas, each in a different posture.

Some had smiling faces, warm and gentle as spring.

Some had sorrowful eyes, showing pity for all living beings.

Some had wide, angry eyes, exuding a dignified and solemn aura.

All the elements are present, yet they are all integrated into one hall, permeated with a sacred atmosphere that calms the mind.

The monks passing by looked into the hall with expressions of utmost reverence.

This place is the abode of a Buddha's disciple who possesses the body of a Buddha.

In the center of the hall, a young monk in white robes sat upright on a prayer cushion.

He looked to be no more than twenty years old, with a handsome face.

At this moment, his eyelids were slightly lowered, his left hand was held upright in front of his chest, and his right hand held an ebony fish mallet, striking the wooden fish in front of him slowly and steadily.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

The gentle sound of the wooden fish echoed through the main hall, each note seemingly washing away worldly cares and calming the mind, immersing the entire hall in peace and tranquility.

suddenly!

The white-robed monk suddenly opened his eyes.

A swastika-shaped dark gold rune appeared in his eyes, then faded away.

It was as if it were just an illusion.

"Mo Ming... a pure-blooded Golden-Winged Roc... not bad. It just so happens that I lack a guardian deity. If I am fortunate enough to meet one, I will convert him to Buddhism..."

He spoke calmly, as if commenting on an insignificant toy, and then closed his eyes again.

……

The Eastern Heaven Domain is different from other domains.

This celestial realm is almost entirely inhabited by alien beast forces.

At this moment, in the land of the Phoenix Clan.

Deep within a massive volcano.

The magma surged dark red like blood at the bottom of the valley, its scorching waves distorting the air.

Deep within this fiery pool that burns everything in its path, a figure sits quietly.

She was a beautiful woman wearing a red feathered robe.

She had a strikingly beautiful face, and her skin glowed with a warm, jade-like luster under the lava.

At this moment, her eyes were gently closed.

Her body was completely submerged in boiling lava, and streams of crimson light continuously surged from the deep ley lines below, flowing into her body like rivers flowing into the sea.

suddenly.

at this time.

A ray of strange light pierced through the magma and floated before my eyes.

The woman who had been sitting quietly suddenly opened her eyes. When she saw what was in front of her, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her slender fingers reached out and grabbed at the air.

Then slap your forehead.

half an hour.

A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

"...He killed a peak True God upon entering the True God realm. I never expected there to be such a monstrous talent."

……

The above is just a microcosm. Some of the geniuses of the Heavenly Domain are wary of Hu Qi's existence.

Some, however, did not take it too seriously.

Because there is no actual conflict of interest between the two.

After all, it's still uncertain whether the other party can become the Dao Child until the very last moment.

To become a prodigy, one must be full of self-confidence.

As for the news of Mo Xuan's death, it has not been released.

Aside from a few high-ranking members of Lingyu Mountain.

Everyone assumed that the other person had been seriously injured and was in seclusion somewhere healing.

...

In Lingyu Mountain, Hu Qi, who had returned from Mofeng, re-entered seclusion, but did not choose the same place as before.

Instead, he moved away from his original location and entered the area where the core disciples were located, where he secluded himself for cultivation.

The spiritual energy here is even stronger, which is more beneficial for cultivation.

During this period, disciples may visit or invite you to gatherings.

After all, Hu Qi's strength is undeniable.

Given that the other party is currently highly valued by that Grand Elder, it is still very necessary to cultivate a good relationship with them, regardless of whether they can ultimately become a Dao Child.

However, regarding these matters...

Hu Qi had no intention of participating at all.

Just let Luo Yu and Luo Wei refuse directly.

As for gifts, I can accept them.

In this regard.

These disciples naturally dared not have any objections.

Although they were both core disciples and true gods, Hu Qi's ability to easily defeat Mo Xuan showed that his strength far surpassed theirs.

When facing peers, one can feel anger and resentment.

However, when facing an existence far more powerful than oneself, the only thing one can do is to maintain awe.

Because that's how you can live longer.

And so, time passed.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

……

The Great Wilderness World, which is unknown how far away it is from the Northern Heavenly Domain.

Tianlin Tribe.

Now, in the depths of autumn, everything is bathed in golden hues.

A gentle breeze blew.

Withered yellow leaves swirl in the wind across the vast expanse of heaven and earth, and as far as the eye can see, everything is a somber golden hue.

In one corner of the tribe, the barbarians passing by all slowed their pace, looked in awe in a certain direction, and bowed their heads respectfully.

Right there, a figure sat silently cross-legged on a giant, dark blue-green rock.

He was a young man who was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Compared to the rugged faces of other barbarians, his face was almost eerily handsome, with features as deep as if carved by a knife, and his loose black hair made his complexion appear even colder.

He wore a dark red animal skin short jacket and a battle skirt woven from scales.

A pure white beast tooth hangs on his chest, giving him an overall aura of primitiveness and holiness.

Many young female barbarians looked at him with undisguised infatuation, but none dared to approach and disturb him.

This person is one of the two youngest elders in the tribe at the Barbarian Soul Realm, possessing both strength and status, as well as good looks.

He was the man that almost all the female barbarians in the tribes most wanted to marry.

Unfortunately, so far, not a single female barbarian has achieved her wish.

This person was none other than Hu Qi.

suddenly.

Hu Qi, who was sitting quietly, trembled slightly and suddenly opened his eyes.

A flash of crimson light appeared in his eyes.

"Finally...recovered?"

At this moment, the power of his true self finally merged completely with this body, until then.

Hu Qicai has finally become a real member of the real world, without the risk of being erased.

"There's no point in staying here any longer; it's about time to leave..."

(End of this chapter)