The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 162 Returning to the True Scripture - Golden Crow Clan

Sun Mountain, majestic and imposing, was once one of the ancestral veins of China. It was recorded that its peaks rose into the clouds, with varying heights and shapes, resembling a Fusang tree when viewed from afar.

Now, the peaks are broken, deathly aura pervades, and gusts of cold wind blow. Except for a few areas, it has almost become a dead land.

The Sun God Cult is located in a small valley in the eastern part of the sacred mountain, where there are many active red mulberry trees, which are as beautiful as endless fiery clouds.

At the entrance to the valley stands a stone tablet inscribed with the four characters "Sun God Cult." However, it is clear that this is not the original stone carving, as the power remaining on the divine stone is very weak, and the true essence of the sun remaining on it is only at the level of the Dao-Slaying King.

The Taoist Sanque rode his immortal boat to the mountain gate and came out with Ning Qingyi.

"Who are you?" The young disciple guarding the mountain looked at the two imposing young men with a trembling expression.

The Taoist Sanque politely said, "I am Sanque from Changsheng Temple. Today, I am accompanying Taoist Lingbao to pay my respects to the mountain."

The young disciples' expressions changed drastically. Whether it was the Three-Lacking Daoist or the Spirit Treasure Daoist, they were both young talents who stirred up the Ziwei winds and clouds. Even the leader of the Sun God Sect had to treat them with utmost respect and not underestimate them.

"Please wait a moment, I will go and inform the sect leader." The disciple immediately activated the communication talisman to send the message into the mountain gate.

Soon, more than a dozen figures rose up in the center of the valley. However, the strongest among them was only at the peak of the second level of the Sendai realm, the same realm as Ning Qingyi.

"I am Ying Chang. I have met Lingbao Daozi and Sanque Shengzi." A middle-aged man stepped forward, wearing a sun crown, with an extraordinary temperament and the highest cultivation level.

The Taoist Sanque returned the greeting: "Greetings, Master."

The members of the Sun God Cult breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing the respectful manner of the Three Missing Taoists. However, before they could say anything, they heard Ning Qingyi's voice.

"You have disgraced the Holy Emperor," Ning Qingyi said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Sun God Cult members changed immediately. Some felt anger rising in their hearts, but most showed a hint of sorrow in their eyes.

“The descendants are unworthy, causing our ancestors to be disgraced.” Ying Chang sighed, then said, “It is an honor to have two outstanding young men here today. Please come in.”

Ying Chang waved his sleeve, and someone walked ahead into the valley.

This time, Ning Qingyi didn't say anything, but went inside with the others, which slightly eased Ying Chang's tense mood.

Soon, a stone hall came into view, and the group filed in and took their seats.

Ying Chang, with a warm expression, exchanged a few pleasantries with Daoist Sanque and asked with a smile, "May I ask what important matter brings you two distinguished guests to my sect today?"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Sanque turned to look at Ning Qingyi, who had remained silent since entering the main hall, as if his soul had wandered elsewhere. Now, sensing the gazes of everyone, he seemed to awaken from a deep dream.

"Have you really lost the Ancient Scripture of the Sun passed down from the Holy Emperor?" Ning Qingyi asked calmly.

Everyone's expression changed drastically, because what Ning Qingyi mentioned was an unbearable pain for the Sun God Cult. It was precisely because the ancient scriptures were lost and the lineage was severed that this lineage was so difficult to revive.

Ying Chang was not angry, but said sincerely, "As you said, my sect's ancient scriptures have been lost for tens of thousands of years. If you want to retrieve them, I'm afraid you will return empty-handed."

“Then my trip has not been in vain.” Ning Qingyi took out a stone book and handed it over. It was written by him using remnants of Chaos Stone: “I was fortunate enough to have obtained the Holy Emperor’s inheritance. Now it can be said that it has been returned to its rightful owner.”

Ying Chang was stunned upon hearing this. Looking at the stone book that had fallen into his hand, he showed an expression of disbelief and exclaimed, "The True Scripture of the Sun!"

Behind him, the elders of the Sun God Church showed expressions of excitement.

"What?! It really is the Sun Scripture!"

"Indeed, some true scriptures have been lost abroad!"

"Thanks to our ancestors, the ancient scriptures have actually returned to our clan today!"

The elders all showed excitement, so excited that they were incoherent. Their gazes toward Ning Qingyi became incredibly kind, without any of the previous grudges.

Ning Qingyi said, "Of course, the true scripture is incomplete. It is missing the Wheel Sea Secret Realm and the final forbidden chapter. I originally thought that this attack on the Duanmu lineage would allow us to try to make the true scripture complete, but unfortunately, we have not been able to find the Wheel Sea scripture."

Ying Chang quickly flipped through the ancient scripture in his hand. He confirmed that it was indeed the Ancient Scripture of the Sun, and his face lit up with excitement: "Fellow Daoist, your kindness is immense! We, the Holy Emperor lineage, will forever be grateful!"

The elders behind him also stood up and bowed deeply to Ning Qingyi.

Ning Qingyi accepted the bow without any modesty and said, "The Sun Holy Emperor has been very kind to our human race, and the Sun True Scripture is one of the two great mother scriptures of our human race, laying the foundation for our race's prosperity. Even though I received the inheritance of the Spirit Treasure Heavenly Venerable, I am still a human. When the Holy Emperor's lineage was in trouble, I only did what I could."

"Within my power..." Upon hearing this, Ying Chang revealed a complicated expression, his voice tinged with a hint of desolation: "Fellow Daoist is too modest. There are many people in this world who do not remember past favors. My lineage of the Human Emperor believes that we have not failed the people of Ziwei. However, over the past tens of thousands of years, not a single holy land or great sect that once received part of the true scriptures has returned them. It is truly disheartening."

Behind him, the elders also felt a pang of sympathy. One of them angrily said, "It's not just that they don't care about old friendships. What they fear is that our lineage will return to its peak, so they are trying to obstruct us! Not only that, but some people are also using the true scriptures as bait to lure and kill our clan's young talents, which has led to our clan's decline to this point!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of bitterness appeared in the eyes of the Three Missing Daoist, while Ning Qingyi smiled and said, "Interesting. There are actually people who dare to do such a thing. Does your sect have any clues?"

His tone was very calm, but everyone couldn't help but shudder. You should know that the young and handsome Taoist in front of them was the strongest killing star in the Big Dipper. Even the Duanmu lineage, an immortal holy land that was at its zenith, was wiped out by him.

"Naturally..."

"Third Elder, you must not speak recklessly!"

The elder was about to continue shaking it when Ying Chang interrupted him with a very serious expression.

"Without solid evidence, how can you arbitrarily implicate others!"

Upon hearing this, the Third Elder showed a look of resentment, but ultimately retreated under Ying Chang's gaze.

Seeing the Third Elder lower his head, the leader of the Yingchang Sect finally relaxed his serious expression and said solemnly, "Daozi, although our sect has rarely been able to revive in the past ten thousand years, it is only due to bad luck. I am grateful for your help."

Upon hearing this, Ning Qingyi smiled and said, "As the leader carries on the lineage of the Holy Emperor, it is certainly right for him to be cautious. It is just a pity that even if a person has no intention of harming a tiger, the tiger may have the intention of harming a person. Therefore, we still need to be careful and make more preparations for the future."

The leader of the Yingchang sect narrowed his eyes, and his hand gripping the cup tightened: "What makes you say such a thing, Daozi?"

"I once studied the art of divination and cast a divination before coming here," Ning Qingyi said. "The lineage of the Sun Saint Emperor will encounter a great calamity in more than ten years, leaving only a tiny ember. As for who will strike, it will be the Golden Crow Clan from overseas."

"Crack!"

The cup in Yingchang's hand was crushed.

"what!"

"It really was them!" "They actually dared to attack my sect!"

The elders discussed among themselves, clearly aware that the enemy was of the Golden Crow clan.

The Taoist Sanque also showed surprise. Ning Qingyi had not mentioned this on the way here, and because he was in too much of a hurry, he had not gone to get information about the Sun God Cult from the temple, so he was unaware of the situation.

Ying Chang sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist, it is true that in recent years, some forces have frequently clashed with our sect. Our sect has also learned that they were sent by the Fusang Divine Kingdom overseas. However, the Golden Crow Clan is full of experts. Not to mention the experts at the Saint Realm, there are several Dao Kings who have been defeated, and there are countless experts at the Immortal Platform Realm. To our sect, they are simply behemoths, and we cannot even begin to contend with them."

The leader of the Sun God Cult uttered these words with a bitter expression; tens of thousands of years ago, no one would have imagined that.

"Now that I've come to Beidou, I naturally intend to accomplish a few great things. Subduing Duanmu is one, and protecting the Holy Emperor's lineage is another." Ning Qing's eyes flashed with killing intent, his voice icy: "In that case, let me see just how bold the Golden Crow lineage really is!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the cult was overjoyed, and Ying Chang even stood up.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist! If one day our Divine Sect regains its glory, we will surely mobilize the entire clan to repay your kindness!" Ying Chang said excitedly.

Ning Qingyi said, "It was just a passing fancy, the sect leader need not take it to heart. However, the Golden Crow Clan is ultimately different from the Duanmu lineage, and your sect must also make preparations for both possibilities, so as not to let the bloodline of the Human Emperor be cut off."

Ying Chang suffered another defeat, and the elders behind him bowed in respect.

Just then, the voice of the sound transmission talisman came from the entrance of the valley again: "Master, they are here again!"

Ying Chang's expression changed. The gatekeeper would only contact him directly as a last resort. He said, "I understand."

He then looked at Ning Qingyi and said, "Daozi, the Golden Crow Clan has sent people."

Ning Qing smiled and said, "You have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, and you have no gate to hell but choose to barge in. How interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a long rainbow and flew out. In the blink of an eye, he landed at the mountain gate outside the valley and looked ahead.

Ying Chang and Sanque Daoist exchanged a glance, both seeing the distress in each other's eyes. Then they set off with their escape lights.

Before the valley stood a dozen or so young men with long, flowing golden hair, each one strikingly handsome, like golden figures, their golden pupils radiating the fiery light of the sun, dazzling and compelling.

The Golden Crow clan is born with a fiery body, and each of them is extremely powerful. They reside on the Fusang Divine Tree, absorbing the essence of the sun. Each of them possesses a fire essence within them, making them incomparably powerful. When the heavenly fire burns them, everything turns to ashes.

The leader was exceptionally handsome, with long, flowing golden hair that shimmered with golden light, and golden pupils that shot out divine light like sharp swords. He was like an ancient golden holy spirit descending to earth, majestic and awe-inspiring.

The guards of the valley saw Ning Qing approaching and hurriedly said, "Today is truly an honor to have you here, not only because of your visit, Daoist Master, but also because of the Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan."

The Golden Crow Clan members immediately turned their gazes toward them, their eyes flashing with deep wariness, before bowing and saying, "Greetings, Daoist Master."

"So you are the Ninth Prince?" Ning Qingyi looked at the young man at the head of the group.

"Yes." The Ninth Prince looked uneasy.

“Very good, very good. Tell Lu Ya to come see me.” Ning Qingyi said calmly, but the content made the Ninth Prince’s expression change, and many young experts of the Golden Crow Clan also showed their dissatisfaction.

Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crows, is the strongest among the ten Golden Crow princes. He is a fearsome Golden Crow who tore apart a dragon and killed a celestial roc when he was young. He is exceptionally talented, and now he has more than a handful of senior figures under his control.

Otherwise, how could he have become sworn brothers with Yin Tiande, Sanque Daoren, and Taiyin Shenzi, who are among the most terrifying people in the future of the Ziwei Ancient Star Region?

The Ninth Prince's face darkened: "Lingbao Daozi, my Golden Crow Clan has no conflict with you, has it? How can you call me Sixth Brother like that!"

"I never explain my actions to anyone. Tell Lu Ya to come see me right now, or don't blame me for killing the gods of Fusang," Ning Qingyi said coldly.

"You!" the Sixth Prince roared in fury.

Just then, several streaks of light came chasing after them. They were Ying Chang, the head of the Sun God Cult, and the Three-Missing Taoist. The two were somewhat surprised to see the tense scene.

"Brother Sanque!" The sharp-eyed Ninth Prince saw this and quickly called out, "I'm Sixth Brother's younger brother!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist Sanque's expression turned solemn: "Sixth Prince, stop talking nonsense! I have already severed ties with Lu Ya, the Divine Child of Taiyin, and Yin Tiande!"

The Ninth Prince was taken aback, and the young man from Fusang behind him also showed a look of shock.

Severing all ties!

This is no small matter; it fully demonstrates that the Longevity Temple has decided to bet everything on Ning Qingyi, which has surprised everyone.

"You little rascal, go and bring me the crow!" Ning Qingyi said coldly.

"you!"

The Ninth Prince finally lost his temper, but Ning Qingyi was even faster.

"boom!"

Ning Qingyi waved out a large hand that gleamed with jade-like light. After several loud sounds, everyone's teeth flew out of their mouths.

This force was immense; they were sent flying three hundred feet away, crashing outside the valley, thrashing and rolling around like dead fish, barely breathing.

The Sixth Prince showed fear, not expecting Ning Qingyi to actually make a move, and even more so, not expecting Ning Qingyi to be so strong.

"Don't make me repeat myself!" Ning Qingyi shouted.

The Golden Crow Clan members exchanged glances, remembering their mission to investigate the matter. Although they hadn't yet completed it, everyone understood that Ning Qingyi harbored immense malice towards them.

"go!"

With a shout, they used their rainbow transformation technique and flew away.

Not only that, a blinding golden light shot out, and eighty-one golden banners fluttered in the air. They were made of brilliant divine gold, with even the banner surfaces being golden in color and adorned with the divine bird Golden Crow. They were arranged in the void, trapping Ning Qingyi inside.

This is Lu Ya's Golden Crow Banner. In the past, she used these eighty-one golden banners to trap five top sect leaders at the same time, refining and killing them all inside. Their blood stained the sky, completely establishing Lu Ya's position as the emperor among the younger generation.

"ridiculous!"

Ning Qing stretched out his hand, and a Five Elements Handprint flew out, directly suppressing a group of people!

(End of this chapter)