Super God Pet Shop

Chapter 1414 The Yellow Springs Flow Backwards, Old Friends Return

With the original dragon ancestor killed and the Heavenly Dao Clan stationed here wiped out, Su Ping prepared to set off to join them.

Before setting off, he looked at all the myriad races in the heavens and saw that many seats on the three thousand warships were empty, where many figures who had charged with him had originally stood.

In the very first battle, these people burned their lives away and are now completely gone.

Su Ping glanced at it briefly, then looked at the vast territory stretching for hundreds of millions of miles ahead. He saw that in the boundless primordial land of chaos, everywhere was blooming with bright red, emerald green, gold, purple, and so on.

These are the blood shed by all the races of the heavens.

Even though they were of different bloodlines and their blood colors were not the same, at this moment they were all buried in the same battlefield.

The arrival of powerful warriors from various races resulted in extremely heavy sacrifices, with blood staining billions of miles and corpses stretching endlessly, no less devastating than the darkest and coldest realm of the Chaos Netherworld.

Su Ping took a deep breath, urged the warship forward, and said to the remaining powerful figures from all races, "Everyone, pack up and depart with me to the alliance meeting!"

"yes!"

The powerful warriors of all races on the warship were excited, especially when they saw the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast under Su Ping. Although they did not know how Su Ping's battle pet had suddenly become so terrifying, it was ultimately a good thing.

Inside the warship, many powerful individuals sat down to regulate their bodies and heal their wounds. They had no more clansmen left and nothing to pack up; all they could do was to get themselves in good condition to prepare for the next battle!

Su Ping gave the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast a look.

The Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast immediately understood that, in coordination with Su Ping's three thousand warships, in an instant, all the remaining personnel of the myriad races on the entire battlefield were drawn in by a force and gathered towards the three thousand warships, being guided into Su Ping's universe.

The wounds on these people healed rapidly the moment they stepped onto the warship.

Soon, all the people of the myriad races who were previously injured, even on the verge of death, were restored to their peak condition, with only their blood-stained armor remaining.

Su Ping paid special attention to the human tribes among the myriad races. Seeing that his parents and Su Lingyue were still alive, and that his master and the others were still alive, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he knew that they were determined to die, and he also had the belief to bear their death, he still felt a sense of joy to see that they were still alive.

However, among these humans, Su Ping discovered that many familiar faces from the past were no longer there.

People like Crimson Shadow Supreme and Void Supreme are the pillars of the human race today.

There are also some friends from Earth, such as Qin Dudun and other members of the Qin family.

Su Ping's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained silent. After all the people on the battlefield had been sent to his Three Thousand Universes, he turned around, mounted the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast, and pointed forward.

The dragon soared for billions of miles, carrying Su Ping across the battlefield. The wind and lightning whizzed around them, with only the three thousand warships behind them making a whooshing sound.

Along the way, the scenery below appeared as blurry, mottled patches of color. Although the speed of the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast was not as fast as that of the Yin Sparrow, it was already at the level of an Ancestral Witch, reaching ten times the speed of light even in the Chaos Ancestral Land.

This is a force that is difficult to comprehend using primitive physical concepts. Su Ping sensed that the chaotic aura around him was becoming increasingly dense, and that he was continuously delving deeper into the ancestral land of chaos.

To Su Ping's surprise, he did not see any more members of the Heavenly Dao Clan along the way.

In normal circumstances, a team would be stationed at regular intervals to ensure absolute safety.

Is it because the Heavenly Dao Clan is too confident that no one can break through the first line of defense, or is there another reason?

Soon, Su Ping sensed several powerful auras gathering in front of him. His eyes narrowed as he looked ahead, and in the blink of an eye, those auras became clear—the system and the Yin Que and other Ancestral Witches.

"That's... the original dragon's divine essence?"

Beside a vast Milky Way, Yin Que and the other Ancestral Witches, along with the Mother of Chaos, stood waiting for Su Ping. They had all arrived, leaving only Su Ping.

If the Mother of Chaos hadn't said that Su Ping was not dead, they would all have thought that Su Ping had been defeated and killed in battle.

After all, they are not Ancestral Witches, but merely ant-like beings. Even if Su Ping leads all races, it would be too much to ask of Su Ping and his group to annihilate the Heavenly Dao Clan in the face of their defenses.

"Mother, you just said that the divine spark you sensed, is that it? Yuanlong really did join them and did the same thing as Lingtai back then!" The Golden Crow Ancestor's eyes were cold, and between its brows was a dazzling light, which was the Golden Crow Ancestral Star that it protected.

The entire Golden Crow clan receives its power and protection from the brilliant light emanating from between its brows.

"He obtained the original dragon's divine essence, so he defeated... killed the original dragon?" The Ancestral Witch Ti Luo was somewhat incredulous. Killing an Ancestral Witch? Was this something Su Ping could do?

"That's right, the Primordial Dragon is dead, and there will be no more Primordial Dragon Ancestors from now on." The Mother of Chaos said softly, with a hint of regret and remorse in her eyes, but it only flashed by and was followed by calm.

"Could it be that Yuanlong's power was weakened after being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao? How could he possibly kill Yuanlong?" Yinque Zuwu asked doubtfully. She didn't believe that Su Ping could kill Yuanlong either. Wouldn't this mean that this ant had the power to threaten them, the ancestors?

Neither of the previous two individuals cultivated by the Mother of Chaos possessed such great power.

"It's one thing that the original dragon was weakened, and it's another thing that it overestimated itself. Similarly, its excellence also exceeded my expectations," the Mother of Chaos said with a smile.

Through her bond with Su Ping, she basically knew the situation of the entire battle, especially when Su Ping was calculating the Chaos Godhead. She was essentially watching from the sidelines, but she was unable to lend a hand.

"Exceeded your expectations?" The Ancestral Witch of Corpse Light was slightly taken aback.

The selection of people nurtured by the Mother of Chaos has always been under her control, yet a situation has arisen that exceeds her expectations?

It should be understood that the workings of heaven and earth, and countless universes, are all under the control of the Mother of Chaos. As someone nurtured by her, what changes will occur in Su Ping, including his various thoughts, are also under her control, and even formed under her urging. And now, she actually says that Su Ping is beyond her control.

As they were talking, the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast had already taken flight and arrived.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm late."

Standing atop the dragon's head, Su Ping addressed the crowd, "Did we manage to avoid any delays?"

"Any later and it will be too late." Yin Que glanced at Su Ping, then looked at the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast at his feet, a hint of anger in her eyes, and said, "He absorbed the original dragon godhead and is now the new Ancestral Witch. How dare you stand above the Ancestral Witch?"

Su Ping frowned slightly and said, "Although I am standing on its head, we are equals. It can also stand on my head, if we weren't in a hurry."

"That's right, I am willing to serve my master for life!" the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast said in a deep voice, his gaze cold and sharp, looking at Yin Que with a hint of displeasure. Now that his combat strength was equal to that of the latter, neither of them could do anything to the other, so naturally he was not afraid of the other.

"This... is simply ridiculous!"

Ti Luo and Yin Que were both somewhat angry. As ancestral witches, they felt ashamed for not possessing the aura of an ancestral witch.

The Mother of Chaos said, "Alright, we're not here to discuss this matter. Regardless, Su Ping has added another Ancestral Witch to our forces, increasing our chances of victory by another ten percent! You should know the reasons for our previous failures. If you continue to quarrel, we will repeat the same mistakes this time!"

Shi Mang nodded and said, "That's right. If we twelve Ancestral Witches had joined forces earlier, the Heavenly Dao Clan wouldn't have grown to this point, becoming so troublesome and forcing us to retreat to our ancestral land."

"Our target is the Heavenly Dao Clan, don't forget that, you two," the Golden Crow Ancestor said coldly.

Tilu Ancestral Witch was somewhat displeased, but said nothing more.

Yinque Ancestral Witch snorted coldly and said, "Now that he has arrived, let's make our move. I reckon that Supreme Heavenly Dao should already know we've come."

"Calling them back will increase our chances of winning by another 50%. That wall of illusion needs them to fill it!" Corpse Light said.

"Let's begin." Without saying anything more, the Mother of Chaos raised her palm, which emitted a hazy chaotic light containing the primordial Dao. The vast celestial river beside them suddenly solidified from the void, becoming even more dazzling.

Countless stars seemed to appear within the Milky Way, each one shining brightly.

"This is the River of Destiny, which controls the fate of all living beings. It is also the River of the Underworld, where countless lives, once exhausted, will return to this place to replenish their destiny!"

The Mother of Chaos spoke to Su Ping.

Su Ping knew what was about to happen. He was a little nervous and held his breath.

Soon, the river in front of them churned, and the endless, dazzling light within began to move and converge.

The long river flows backward, the surrounding space and time rotate, and all kinds of forces gather, possessing the power to create all things and change the world.

The brilliant light within the long river, drawn by the Mother of Chaos, suddenly leaped out of the river, shining brightly and transforming into blurry figures that quickly coalesced into form.

Fate has turned against us; those who once struggled and thrashed within it have now been extracted.

Familiar faces appeared before Su Ping's eyes.

"Boss!"

A soft call made Su Ping's body tremble.

The figure at the very front, with cascading golden hair and an exquisite figure, wielding the Titan Gugo Spear, was none other than Joanna!

She looked at him with a smile, making Su Ping feel as if he were in a dream.

Beside Joanna were some familiar figures: Sif, Iris, and the other four supreme gods who had fallen demigods.

"The Ancestor of Humanity!"

On the other side, a golden light appeared, and the people of the Heavenly Dao Academy appeared before Su Ping, including the Dean, Elder Yan Qing, and the Ancestral God Wentian, among others.

Many students from the college looked up at Su Ping with admiration and excitement.

"Ancestor of Humanity, how have you been?"

A slightly effeminate voice rang out, and Su Ping looked over to see that it was Lin Zu.

Beside him were the members of the Lin clan, including the clan chief and the Lin clan's divine son whom he had killed.

"Ancestor, we failed to understand the greater good, which led to the invasion of the God Realm by the Heavenly Dao, the destruction of the God Realm, the death of our entire clan, and the complete annihilation of our former glory. We hope to follow the Ancestor and fulfill our past regrets!" Lin Zu said softly, his eyes sincere, quite different from the one Su Ping had seen in the cultivation ground.

What is captured in the breeding ground is the time when they once existed. At that time, the Lin tribe was arrogant and aloof. When they encountered a tough guy like Su Ping, conflicts were bound to arise, and they would only continue to escalate.

The events that occurred in the breeding grounds were not real, therefore they had no real hatred towards Su Ping.

In reality, the Lin clan did not encounter Su Ping, but remained in that state. One day, countless years later, with the arrival of the Heavenly Dao Clan, the entire God Realm was plunged into war and disaster, and the entire Lin clan perished in the battle.

"Ancestor of Humanity, we have returned. We are willing to exert all our strength to fight to the death for our shared past!" Other high-ranking families from the divine realm, including the seven great divine races, all appeared, their expressions solemn.

The events that occurred within the breeding grounds became part of their memories. Although they didn't actually happen, they made Su Ping a familiar figure to them.

Su Ping once single-handedly defeated the seven great divine races, and now Su Ping is the chosen leader of all races by the Mother of Chaos, so naturally they will not be dissatisfied.

"Brother Su..."

"Senior Brother Su."

Among the crowd, besides the people from the divine realm, there were also people from other cultivation grounds.

There are celestial realms, chaotic spirit realms, and so on.

There was also Ming, an Asura who had befriended Su Ping in his early years. Ming taught him swordsmanship, which led Su Ping onto the path of swordsmanship.

Su Ping was unable to find the goddess "Shencangyue" whom the other party had entrusted to him. Later, he was busy with cultivation and put the matter aside, which made Su Ping feel somewhat guilty.

However, as the River of Fate reversed and Su Ping's will covered the area, he quickly found that aura in the resurrected life.

She was an exquisitely beautiful goddess, like a lotus in the snow-capped mountains, but beside her was a dashing young god, his arm around her waist. The two looked intimate, as if they were talking about the joy of their reunion, or as if they were saying goodbye to their impending departure.

Su Ping paused for a moment, glanced at Ming, and decided it was best not to tell him about this.

"Brother Su, there's no need to be sad for me. I already know," Ming suddenly transmitted his voice to Su Ping, with a smile on his face.

Su Ping was slightly taken aback.

"Now that she has found her home, I have no regrets. My ten thousand years of waiting were for one outcome. Now that I know, I can fight with peace of mind!" Ming smiled.

Seeing this, Su Ping nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Ming looked towards a certain spot in the crowd, his gaze passing through countless figures. He seemed to see the figure who had waited for him for ten thousand years, willing to abandon his demigodhood and become an Asura. He murmured to himself, "To die together on the same battlefield, that might not be the best ending..."

"Brother Su..."

"Young friend, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

Among the crowd, an old man from the Immortal Clan smiled. He had once bestowed upon Su Ping the power of an ancient immortal. Although it was the Mother of Chaos who granted it to Su Ping through his hand, this scene in the nurturing ground occurred because of Su Ping's own personality. If Su Ping had been eccentric, then perhaps someone else would have bestowed upon him the power of an ancient immortal.

Su Ping nodded. These were all people he had met along the way, people who had helped him, or people he had killed.

He remembers those who have been kind to him and forgives those who have wronged him, because they all truly died at the hands of the Heavenly Dao Clan, not at his hands.

Besides, there are many other cultivation sites that Su Ping didn't have time to visit. The people there don't know Su Ping, but through the infusion of the consciousness of the Mother of Chaos, they all understand where they are and where they are going.

"Finally, I can leave the shop and fight alongside you," Joanna said softly as she approached Su Ping.

Looking at her stunningly beautiful face, Su Ping suppressed his sadness, softly hummed in agreement, and said, "I would gladly exchange this body for eternal peace!"

Joanna nodded slightly, silently thinking, "I would give my body in exchange for your eternal safety!"

As Su Ping looked at the increasing number of figures ahead, the number of beings at the Undying Realm was growing, surpassing the powerhouses of all races behind him. Su Ping remembered the list of cultivation grounds he had seen before, which was so long that he almost lost patience and scrolled to the bottom.

These figures, who had vanished into the ages, were all summoned back by the system to fight alongside him once more.

This number is several times greater than the myriad races behind him!

"The Heavenly Dao Clan wanted to destroy the ancestral land directly without severing the River of Destiny. This is a tactic we used in the previous two wars. Unfortunately, this tactic can only be used this time. If we fail this time, we will have even fewer trump cards to play next time..." Yin Que sighed.

"The odds of winning are getting lower each time. I hope this time it can end, otherwise I won't come again," the Ancestral Witch Ti Luo said coldly.

(End of this chapter)