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Chapter 326 The Fifteenth-Realm God Behind Ning Qingxuan

This greatest treasure of Immortal Peak is now revealed before Ning Qingxuan.

The Tongtian Stone Stele records the painstaking efforts of all the gods of the Hundred Thousand Mountains since the birth of the Immortal Peak.

Ning Qingxuan only needed to glance at it to discover many mountain god techniques containing extremely high levels of creation, as well as various cultivation methods.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He might not agree with some of the ways in which Immortal Peak acted, but his integrity in keeping his word was still quite commendable.

Under the watchful eyes of the gods, he sat beneath the Heavenly Stele and began to peruse it.

"The Divine Art of Creation surpasses even the Golden Crow; the Immortal God truly has discerning eyes."

The Misty Mountain God gazed silently, recalling the Immortal God's instruction to Azu to find Ning Qingxuan, and once again felt an overwhelming sense of insignificance towards the Immortal God.

He couldn't be like the Immortal God, who could perceive all the mountain gods in the entire Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Zone in a comprehensive way.

That level of attainment is something he may never reach, even if he spends the rest of his life trying.

"The Calamity Mountain God has already reached the peak of the ninth realm. It should only be a matter of time before he steps into the tenth realm. If we consider this, he is probably the youngest Desolate Lord in history, looking at the entire Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Zone."

Azu also whispered softly and let out a gasp of surprise.

According to the advancement process of the Mountain God Path, a Mountain God with certain talent and aptitude will usually enter the sixth realm within ten thousand years and become a Great Mountain God.

After that, the 100,000-year period, with its large number of believers and vast land, provided Yue Ji with an opportunity.

In another 200,000 years, or 300,000 years, as long as one can successfully step into the tenth realm of the Desolate Lord, one will basically reach the peak of one's own divine path, and have no regrets in life.

Only exceptionally outstanding young mountain gods have the potential to ascend to a higher divine realm within hundreds of thousands of years.

Ning Qingxuan was born only three thousand years ago, yet he was about to reach the threshold of the tenth realm of Desolate Lord. How could this not amaze him and make him feel inferior?

"Let's go, leave this place to him."

The other disciples stopped gazing at Ning Qingxuan's retreating figure and left one after another.

Azu and the Misty Mountain God also withdrew their gazes and began to deal with all the impacts and events caused since Sun Prince Yi Bai arrived at the Immortal Peak.

Ning Qingxuan stayed under the Tongtian Stone Tablet. Almost every quarter of an hour, he mastered a new divine technique, and every incense stick's time, he learned a new method of mountain god cultivation.

Even if this towering stone tablet is as vast as the sea, Ning Qingxuan only needs a very short time to fully understand it.

He did not rush to enter the tenth realm, but under the enlightenment of the Primordial Divinity, he continuously improved his path of divinity, gradually pushing it to perfection.

Soon, another hundred years have passed.

During this period, the Immortal God awoke several times, watching Ning Qingxuan from afar in the secluded temple.

His injuries began to heal gradually, and his breathing became more stable. It was also clear that Ning Qingxuan was emanating a mysterious divine aura.

It was beyond words; it was a divine path that he had never seen before, one that approached perfection.

"What exactly is your background...?"

The Immortal God's heart was incredibly complex. As an ancient mountain god who had reached his level, he had witnessed the entire desolate continent and encountered all sorts of mountain gods with unparalleled talents.

But never before had anyone been like Ning Qingxuan, who could only see through a part of the situation and could not see the whole picture.

Including causal lines and future lines, everything is unknown!
Fate cannot be anchored; it is full of countless changes.

In addition, there was something else he couldn't guess: who was the powerful figure behind Ning Qingxuan, protecting and supporting him?

The other party's mystery and power made him feel terrified upon closer examination.

He was aware of the Corpse Puppet Sect incident immediately and guided his will to investigate. He soon discovered a super god who had been hidden in the desolate continent for hundreds of thousands of years.

The mere residual divine power fluctuations immediately made him realize that his opponent was superior to him. If he wasn't mistaken, it was probably at the fifteenth realm!
What is that concept?
Looking across the vast expanse of the Desolate Continent, the number of beings in the fifteen realms that are openly known is very small. Among those he knows are the God of Buzhou Mountain, the two Golden Crow Gods, the God of the Four Seas, the God of Endless Fire, and the Earth Mother of the Forest, among others.

These individuals are all household names in the Wilderness Continent, boasting hundreds of millions of followers and attracting endless worshippers.

The person he sensed back then, who was suspected to be a super god of the River God Path, was in such a level!

The only difference is that those super masters all have names and surnames, while this one is completely nameless, as if he has countless incarnations.

He now even suspects that some of the river gods and stream maidens in the ancient wilderness forbidden zone are in fact incarnations of that person.

After all, one can achieve the same result by collecting countless scattered offerings of incense for worshipping the gods.

He was unaware of the reason for the destruction of the Corpse Puppet Sect at the time.

It wasn't until a few days ago, when Ah Zu found the God of Calamity, that he suddenly realized the truth.

It is evident that the Calamity Mountain God is protected by a super god of the fifteenth realm. The other party is mysterious and unknown, and is an ancient being who has been in seclusion for hundreds of thousands of years in the Desolate Continent.

This made him even more cautious about any actions he took towards Ning Qingxuan.

"It is necessary to establish good relationships."

After recovering from some of his injuries, the God of Immortality has made a decision.

Putting aside the fact that Ning Qingxuan helped Immortal Peak solve the huge problem of Sun Prince Yi Bai, restored the reputation of the Mountain God Path, and boosted the morale of the gods, he should have been greatly rewarded.

With such a powerful figure at the fifteenth realm backing him up, he was even more determined to take the most correct stance.

……

At this very moment, above the universe, within the Nine Suns.

Golden light spilled across the sky, illuminating the rosy clouds and constructing countless palaces and pavilions, creating a magnificent, ancient, and solemn atmosphere.

A large number of figures in golden robes could be seen walking through the air, constantly rushing between various palaces, their actions hurried and quite busy.

This is the divine realm of the Ninth Sun of the Desolate Continent, the Ninth Golden Crow God.

Mortals cannot look directly at it, and immortals cannot touch it.

It has existed for countless millennia, seemingly hanging atop this cosmic peak ever since life was first conceived on the primordial continent.

The Golden Crow God, born from this, undoubtedly belongs to the highest level of godhood in the entire Wilderness Continent.

Over the centuries, the Golden Crow God Clan has grown to include numerous collateral branches and possesses a vast and profound heritage. They have established a strict hierarchical system of divine officials, wielding the power of life and death over all living beings.

At the same time, countless immortal sects and factions worshipped them.

In a vast square in the Ninth Sun, a solitary figure sat cross-legged.

Thanks to the blessings of his clan, Jun Yibai's injuries have fully healed, and his strength seems to have improved again. The golden crow mark on his forehead exudes an even stronger aura than before.

"I should be able to withstand five of his moves now."

Jun Yibai murmured to himself, recalling the immense pressure he faced in that battle, a hint of fear hidden deep in his eyes.

"You are getting stronger, but he is not standing still."

Another calm voice came from behind him.

"Big brother?"

(End of this chapter)