I picked up the scattered attributes

Chapter 0979

The River Styx?

Apart from Feng Xia, none of the people present reacted for a moment.

They had heard of the Tianhe River and the Northern Corona Star River, but they had never heard of the strange Styx River.

Only Feng Xia's expression changed drastically: "The Styx... is Ying Daoyi, the Lord of the Gray Mist!"

He has seen the River Styx!

When Ying Dao used his full strength, a strange River Styx appeared behind him. Countless skeletons and undead rose and fell in the pale waters of the River Styx, giving rise to endless negative energy!

The River Styx is not the underworld, but a long river formed by the convergence of all negative emotions in the world and the dark side of the hearts of living beings!

"You actually know that the River Styx is related to the Lord of the Gray Mist?"

Zu Long glanced at Feng Xia unexpectedly.

Feng Xia smiled silently.

Zu Long continued calmly, "The River Styx, also known as the River of Oblivion, was once a tributary of the Yellow Springs. When the souls of the dead crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, their memories of a lifetime were washed away, and they eventually flowed into the River Styx."

"The Lord of the Gray Mist is a primordial deity born from the River Styx."

Feng Xia still wore a smile, her expression unchanged.

His heart skipped a beat. What Zu Long was referring to was the true origin of Ying Daoyi, the Lord of Gray Mist.

Ying Daoyi claimed to have been born from the dark side of the mind, and the River Styx is a tributary of the Yellow Springs. Based on this, Ying Daoyi did not deceive him.

And his previous guess was correct; Ying Daoyi was indeed a primordial saint!

However, he was learning about the more detailed aspects from Zu Long for the first time.

"Since Ying Daoyi is indeed a primordial deity, then my previous speculation about primordial deities controlling the orthodoxy of heaven and earth and cutting off the path for those who come after them..."

Feng Xia's heart skipped a beat.

At that moment, Chang Xi and Chang Yi exclaimed in unison, "The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in the Ten Lands, after giving birth to the two beings, the Nether Emperor and the Black Emperor, can actually give birth to a third innate saint?"

Feng Xia stood there, stunned once again.

He didn't find it particularly strange, after all, the Xuan Yuan World had given birth to more than one innate saint.

In his understanding, the birth of a divine being is similar to a malfunction in an electronic product; it will happen naturally when the time is right…

But judging from Chang Xi and Chang Yi's words, there seems to be another hidden story!

"The birth of the Nether Emperor and the Black Emperor encompassed almost all the Great Daos of the Ten Lands. Their profound Dao power suppressed everything, making it impossible for them to give birth to any new innate deities!"

Chang Xi's next sentence answered Feng Xia's question.

This is similar to a situation where, when a person with supernatural powers is cultivating, if one person is extremely powerful and devours the vast majority of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then it becomes extremely difficult for those around him to absorb spiritual energy.

The same applies to the great principles of heaven and earth.

"Whether it's the Nether Emperor or the Black Emperor, they have both reached the pinnacle of the universe. With their Great Dao suppressing the ten lands, it should be impossible for any new innate gods to be born!"

Feng Xia's brows furrowed slightly.

Just like the powerful figures of the Eastern Emperor Continent who used the divine weapon Black Sword to divide the world and occupy the last remaining dragon vein in the Xuan Yuan World.

After that, the environment of the Western Regions deteriorated day by day, and by the time Xuanwu Kingdom was seven hundred years old, even the Yuan Dan realm was difficult to produce.

"Logically speaking, that is indeed the case."

Zu Long gazed at the pale River Styx below the spatial rift, his expression flickering: "Yet, the Lord of Gray Mist was still born, along with more than a dozen other beings of the same kind."

Feng Xia instantly realized that the other beings that Zu Long mentioned must be the Lord of the Blood Demon, the Lord of Bronze, and so on!

“I’ve heard people say that the Lord of Gray Mist and others have mysterious origins, but in the end they are just a group of gods.”

Thinking of this, Feng Xia pondered for a moment and repeated the words of the Nether Emperor: "Although the God Lord is strong in the eyes of the world and can be the master of the world and the king of gods, he is still far from the true ultimate realm."

“Fellow Daoist Youdi said something similar.”

Zu Long gave Feng Xia a deep look before pondering meaningfully, "Even today, many people still think this way."

...That's what I think too.

Feng Xia did not reveal what was on her mind.

Even if the Lord of Gray Mist was weak, he was still a god-king, and for the Lingyun Kingdom back then, he was undoubtedly an invincible enemy!

If Lu Tiancheng had been given a few hundred more years to prepare, he might have had a chance to win, but unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in the world.

“I once unexpectedly witnessed the Lord of the Burial Grounds, the Burial God King, bowing down to them.”

Zu Long casually tossed out a sentence, and Feng Xia was immediately shocked, revealing an incredulous horror.

Did the King of Burial Gods bow down and submit to the Lords of Gray Mist?

Who is the King of Burial Gods? He is the infamous Lord of Burial Grounds!

Even when facing the resurrected Emperor You, the King of Burial Gods only showed madness, not much fear.

God-King is merely an honorific title.

The strength of the King of Burial Gods far surpasses that of the God Lord!

“I have never seen such a devout King of the Burial of Gods.”

Zu Long pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I was too shocked at the time, so much so that I revealed a trace of my aura, and not long after that, the pursuit against me began."

A simple sentence sent chills down everyone's spines.

Even though Zu Long didn't say what happened next, they could roughly imagine what was going on.

Looking across the vast universe, who else could issue a kill order against the First Dragon?

"Gudu!"

Feng Xia subconsciously swallowed.

He had already figured out that terrible answer, and even many previously unsolved mysteries seemed to be clearing up.

However, even he dared not delve any deeper into his imagination.

Any being of that level, reflecting the heavens, could potentially trigger an alarm simply by reciting their name, even across endless space!

Feng Xia didn't dare to take that risk.

"The Lord of Gray Mist, Ying Daoyi, may have known that the King of Burial Gods was dead, so he set his sights on the treasures of the Origin Pavilion."

Zu Long said expressionlessly, "So, do you intend to become enemies with the Lord of Gray Mist?"

At this moment, the sound of the tide in the spatial rift was deafening.

Furthermore, wisps of eerie gray mist overflowed, unknowingly filling the void in all directions.

A gray fog swirled in all directions, obscuring the view and making everyone's vision somewhat blurry.

Lu Tiancheng's heart pounded, and just as the gray fog appeared, he suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

"If what Zulong said is true, and the Burial God King bowed down to the Lord of Gray Mist, then He must know everything clearly in the Origin Pavilion."

"So what exactly is His purpose?"

"To possess the body of the Nether Emperor and seize the rightful place in the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

"Or perhaps it's for the sake of a flawed world flower?"

Despite his reluctance, Lu Tiancheng still thought of that possibility, and of the painting on the eighth floor of the Origin Pavilion.

"Still for the sake of the Xuan Yuan World..."

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Chapter 0980

Upon considering this possibility, Lu Tiancheng could no longer conceal his anxiety.

He has always referred to himself as a rogue cultivator.

No one present knew his true identity; he was from the world within that painting!

They are now fighting side by side only because of mutual benefit; exploring the Origin Pavilion together is the most effective approach.

However, if the Lord of the Gray Mist were to invade the world within the painting, others might not necessarily come to his aid.

If we were in each other's shoes, who would want to be enemies with such a terrifying being?

The world depicted in the painting is simply his homeland.

"What happened to the Lord of Gray Mist again?"

Yu Hui was the most bewildered of all.

His initial goal was simply to find the ancestral home of the Feathered God Clan and provide them with a final refuge from the turmoil that had beset them.

However, upon careful reflection, Yu Hui finally realized something.

"Was I tricked by Fellow Daoist Xia?"

It seems that Feng Xia never guaranteed that he would be able to find the ancestral land of the Feather God Clan.

What did he encounter along the way?