A chat group for a certain tower warlock

Another thing is the environment of this alley. When I first came here, I thought it was quiet and elegant, but now the more I look at it, the more gloomy and terrifying it feels. The more I sense it, the more distorted and eerie it seems. It's really strange!

“…Okay, let’s go, let’s hurry back!” Qingjing suppressed her unease, put her hand on his shoulder, and then the two disappeared into the alley.

As the two left, the entire alley seemed to come alive. The brick pavement on the ground began to writhe like intestines, and the dry ground became increasingly slippery and soft. Drops of black, viscous liquid began to seep from the walls, and faint, shrill screams and wails echoed continuously in the alley.

After returning to the Imperial Observatory in Nanjiang City, Qingjing looked at Xuanqing, who was still grinning foolishly, stepped forward and snatched the book from him. Then he took the book and walked towards the storeroom, intending to seal it away completely!

Upon arriving at the forbidden book section, he randomly picked a bookshelf to put the book in his hand into, then activated the isolation array. He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that although the book was indeed very evil, it shouldn't be able to break through the isolation barrier!

"Let's leave it at that!" Qingjing sighed, turned around, activated the isolation barrier for the entire restricted book area, and then left. "And Xuanqing... sigh!"

Less than fifteen minutes after he left, the book fell from the shelf on its own, hovering in the air. Instantly, the entire book disintegrated, its pages fluttering everywhere. Under the control of some force, they pierced into the surrounding books, merging with them. Then, the merged books began to repeat the process...

In a short while, all the books in the restricted area were transformed into the appearance of that book, only the contents were different.

After a while, the barrier of the forbidden book area collapsed with a crash, and pages flew out towards the ordinary books outside, completely polluting the entire Imperial Observatory Library in Nanjiang City.

Meanwhile, as the books were stolen, Xuan Qing also went mad. He became agitated and began to kill every living being he saw. He almost wiped out the entire Qintianjian branch in Nanjiang City.

In order to prevent him from leaving the Imperial Observatory and going out to wreak havoc, Qingjing tried to stop him, but unexpectedly his power increased greatly. After a fierce battle, he was torn to pieces by Xuanqing and devoured.

Finally, Wuwei returned to the Imperial Observatory and killed him on the spot. The body was taken back to the Imperial Observatory in the capital of the Great Li Dynasty for research, in an attempt to find out the specific reason for his sudden madness.

Calvin, can't produce any more.

I didn't know what to write anymore. I wrote some things, but they didn't feel right, so I just deleted them all.

Today I'll summarize the plot; updates will resume as normal tomorrow.

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Chapter 236: The Divided Hot Pot

Hide among the crowd, Yarman stared intently at the storyteller sitting on the stage, who was recounting the story of the world's strongest man sweeping across the land.

"Thus, the Dao Lord merged with the world, becoming the number one person in heaven and earth."

After listening to the storyteller's tale, Yarman took out a silver ingot from his pocket, threw it into the small basket in front of him, and then turned and left the teahouse thoughtfully. The storyteller's tale was not particularly exciting, but the place name he mentioned, the place where the Dao Lord of this world became a god, intrigued him.

If the information he obtained from the consciousness of the Law of Life is correct, the place to become a god is actually a hundred kilometers west of Nanjiang City, on a small platform atop a mountain called Qingquan Mountain.

"Should I go take a look? Maybe I'll find something useful," Yarman murmured. Then he turned and walked towards the bookstore not far away, wanting to find a map to compare and see if it matched.

After repeatedly looking through the map, Yarman slowly put it down. This time, he was certain—this was the place.

"Let's go take a look then, we've got nothing better to do anyway." Yarman turned and walked out of the bookstore, heading towards the western city wall. Within the city, the nation's fortune was suppressing his abilities, making it difficult to exert them; once outside the city, the pressure would be gone.

Arriving outside the city, Yarman casually slashed through the air, easily tearing open a smooth spatial rift. He leisurely stepped into it, and the next second, he appeared at the foot of Qingquan Mountain.

"...The commercialization here is quite good!" Yarman looked around at the bustling crowds and various vendors carrying loads and sitting by the roadside with some surprise. Further away, there was even a carriage company, with many richly dressed nobles riding in carriages to go up the mountain for sightseeing.

Although commercialization is rampant, he doesn't care about that. He came here mainly to see if the Dao Lord who successfully merged with the world and achieved the Outer God realm had any legacy. If so, he wanted to see if he could take it with him. If he couldn't take it with him, he wanted to see if he could comprehend it.

Perhaps the time it takes him to reach the Outer God realm will be greatly shortened?

"Let me see if there's any inheritance left!" Yarman slowly walked up the mountain, his mental perception gathering in his mind surging towards Qingquan Mountain like mercury, instantly enveloping the entire mountain. Countless threads of perception pierced into the mountain's body, carefully searching every inch of space.

As Yarman slowly made his way up the mountain, his expression grew increasingly grim. To him, it was just an ordinary hill, the only difference being that it was much more populated, commercialized, and had better greenery and air quality.

But that's not what he wanted. He came to search for the heritage, not to admire the scenery!

When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he stopped, somewhat discouraged. He had searched the entire mountain countless times, but still found nothing. He wondered whether he should continue.

"Oh well, since we're already here, let's just treat this as a vacation." Yarman sighed, shook his head with a smile, and continued walking up the mountain. As for opportunities, if I get them, I'm lucky; if I lose them, it's fate.

As they continued up the mountain, the number of people around them dwindled, with most remaining being extraordinary individuals. Although Qingquan Mountain had been developed, the slope from the foot to the halfway point was relatively gentle, but the path from the halfway point to the summit was too steep. Moreover, the scenery at the halfway point was already breathtaking, and going further up would not only be dangerous but also strenuous.

Simply put, just enjoy what you have to watch; don't make yourself miserable.

As for these extraordinary individuals, they weren't there to see the scenery; they were there to see if there were any opportunities. This was the place where the Dao Lord merged with the world. If they could comprehend even a little bit of the opportunity, they would truly soar to the heavens.

"Phew... Let's keep going. We've come this far, we have to get to the top eventually." Yarman breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking towards the summit. "I wonder what the scenery is like at the top, and if there's a clear spring."

"If you want to see the clear spring, you have to go to the back mountain. There is only a broken stone platform at the top of the mountain."

Hearing the voice behind him, Yarman turned around and saw a man dressed in hemp clothing standing by the roadside, holding several books in his hands. The man looked at him enthusiastically and said, "Sir, would you like a Daoist scripture personally written by the Daoist Master? It's very cheap, as low as one tael of silver!"

Looking at the man who came up to him with books and tried to sell them, Yarman was speechless. A superhuman was actually selling unknown books on a mountain—this was truly…

Seeing that Yarman was speechless, the man continued his sales pitch: "Sir, don't assume these are fake just because we sell books. I can guarantee with my Dao heart that the contents are absolutely genuine!"

"If it's true, why don't you see for yourself?"

"Look at what you're saying, isn't this too simplistic?" The man scratched his head and said helplessly, "The Daoist scriptures written by the Daoist Master are indeed good things, but the content is too simplistic. Everyone understands them. They've become the introductory textbooks for various sects outside. What's so special about them?"

"Why not sell it for money? At least it can bring in some profit, don't you think?"

"Is anyone buying this?"

"Yes, and many." The man nodded with a hint of pride, and said with a smile, "Look at this place, the place where the Dao Lord merged with the world. You might be hoping to obtain some of the opportunities left behind by the Dao Lord..."

"I understand, okay, I'll buy one." Yarman nodded in sudden realization. Domestically produced plastic toys sold in China are garbage, while domestically produced plastic toys sold abroad are treasures!

He took out a tael of silver and stuffed it into the man's arms, then took a Taoist scripture, flipped through it casually, and asked, "How's business lately?"

"It's been alright so far. Most people who come buy one or two books. Although no cultivator stays young forever, there are always cultivators who are young at some point. Don't you think that makes sense?"

“That makes sense. Alright, I’m leaving!” Yarman nodded. He knew what the man was talking about, but he didn’t think he was the one. He was just curious and came to take a look, nothing more.

"Sir, the view will be even better if you sit down at the top of the mountain!"

Hearing this, Yarman swayed slightly. They really thought he was a sucker. Oh well, it wasn't a big deal anyway, he'd just pretend it never happened… [Letanian curse]! So annoying!

"I'm already six hundred years old this year!"

So your puberty lasted quite a long time.

"May you find your opportunity and rise to the top!"

"[Letanian profanity]! I can't be bothered with you!" Yarman stomped up the mountain in a huff, and soon he reached the summit, where there was no one.

Looking at the broken stone platform before him, Yarman closed his eyes slightly, his vast senses focusing on a single point as he began to carefully search every particle on the platform. He still hadn't given up.

As night fell, Yarman still hadn't found anything. Somewhat disappointed, he sat on the stone platform, looking at the hazy scenery before him, wondering whether he should turn back.

"Fine, let's stay until tomorrow morning, then we'll leave!"

After making up his mind, he picked up the Taoist scripture he had bought for one tael of silver and began to read it carefully. The contents were indeed very simple, explaining only the most basic principles, but he was completely engrossed in reading it.

"This method of cultivation is really different from ours. It's interesting, really interesting!" Yarman became more and more excited, comparing and simulating the contents of the book with what he had learned. He felt that it was very beneficial and that he had gained a lot. He felt that this trip was worthwhile and did not even notice that the moon above his head was becoming brighter and brighter.

The next day, at Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

"Huh? It's already morning?" Yarman slowly raised his head. The golden-red sunlight of the sunrise startled him awake. He raised his head slightly and saw an amazing spectacle.

The sun and moon appeared in the sky at the same time, their golden-red sunlight and icy-white moonlight intertwining, like... a hot pot with the divider removed.

"Is this... the sun and moon shining brightly together?"

Chapter 237: The Great Mother Goddess Descends Upon the Chongshan Great Realm

Sitting on the stone platform, Yarman looked at the magnificent view in the sky and couldn't help but sigh, "It's so beautiful! But... judging from this, have I touched the legacy of that Dao Lord?"

Overjoyed, he began to extend his senses and carefully observe the wonder before him. Strangely, the wonder seemed to exist at all; no matter how he observed and recorded it, he could not touch it.

But he didn't care; it might just be a spectacle, and if it didn't happen, it didn't happen.

But soon, he realized something was wrong. The light in the sky was starting to surge, and it didn't seem to have any good intentions. It looked more like it wanted to kill him. And why was it shooting towards him?

Seeing the beautiful yet murderous rain of light falling from the sky, Yarman was startled. He waved his hand, and a huge magical barrier appeared in the air. The two collided, and the rain of light splashed ripples on the barrier.

Steadily maintaining the magical barrier, Yarman stared at the sky with a gloomy expression. He had tried to perform a spatial jump, but found that the surrounding space was sealed off by a force, making it impossible to tear open and jump. This force originated from the wonder high in the sky.

"What on earth is going on?" Yarman looked at the sky, his mind filled with doubt. What was going on? Why did such a spectacular sight suddenly appear in the sky when he woke up this morning, and then it started raining light?

At first, looking at the spectacle before him, he thought he had touched the legacy left by that Dao Lord. But when he looked closer, he realized that this was not a legacy at all, but a deadly move left behind. Who left such a terrifying legacy, a deadly move that would kill right from the start?

If it were any other, weaker superhuman, he would have been riddled with holes by the light rain by now!

The light rain fell for about an hour, annihilating everything within a hundred miles except for the area covered by the Yarman Barrier. Ordinary people, superhumans, plants, animals, and insects were all reduced to ashes by the light rain. Even the earth was scorched and cracked by countless scorching raindrops.

Standing on the stone platform, Yarman looked up at the calm sky. His hands trembled slightly, but his body remained motionless. He felt as if he were being locked onto by some terrifying being. If he dared to run away, he would be fatally struck!

Soon, the energy in the sky began to churn violently, then coalesced into a gigantic face. The eyes on the face were fixed on Yarman below, and a thunderous roar resounded, "Who are you?"

“Yalman Muller-Nicholas,” Yarman replied truthfully, looking up at the sky.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and then another burst of thunder sounded. "What brings you to my realm?"

"..." Yarman was speechless. He looked at the sky quietly. The other party knew why he had come, and he knew that the other party knew too. But wasn't the other party already a stone statue?

Why are they still able to take action without any restrictions?

However, he didn't care about all that anymore. He could investigate the reason anytime. There were more important things to do now, such as sending messages to remind the person to run away during this time.

Yarman: @Everyone, the powerful being behind this world has emerged. He's an Outer God-level being, and I've been targeted. I'm currently in a standoff with him! You all better run, or you'll be trapped!

Lin Yi: Received!

Scranton: Outer God level? I've only encountered that before... I'm off!

Emperor Shang, Princess Aurora, Tesla: Received!

Lin Yi: It worked! I've already made my way out! @Everyone, how are you all doing?

Emperor Shang, Princess Aurora, Tesla, Scranton: Success!

Lin Yi: @Yarman, what about you?

Yarman: My space is blocked, I can't leave.

Yarman: @Veronica, you know the world coordinates, help me contact the Great Mother Goddess.

Veronica: Received.

After saying his last words, Yarman closed the chat group and focused all his attention on dealing with the Dao Lord's attack. The other side had started to make their move, and he couldn't just sit and wait to die.

Seeing the dragon-shaped beams of light tearing towards him, Yarman dared not be careless. He unleashed a torrent of spells to shatter the beams of light, but soon he began to struggle to defend himself.

There were just too many beams of light on the other side, and their quality was too high; his spells simply couldn't block them!

Faced with the overwhelming stream of light, Yarman paused, and a terrifying aura spread outwards, dispelling all the light streams. Then, a huge eyeball-shaped creature, emitting endless black mist, with invisible tentacles waving wildly and three wheels inside, appeared in the air.

After revealing his true form, Yarman began to freely release the black mist. The black mist, imbued with the power of laws and spirit, flowed wildly throughout the Chongshan Great Realm, frantically seizing the Dao Lord's dominion over heaven and earth.

At the same time, Yarman also activated his own source—the Tree of Life Array, the highest achievement of the life laws from the Cthulhu world. He instantly controlled the life laws of the Great Mountain Realm, and endless life force poured into his body, causing his power to expand rapidly to an astonishing degree.

Seeing Yarman reveal his true form and control the laws of life, the Dao Lord made no move until Yarman finished everything before he finally made his move.

The light in the sky grew brighter and brighter. Under Yarman's control, the black mist that had penetrated into every world layer of the Great Mountain Realm instantly dissipated into the air like melting ice and snow under the light.

Under the intense light, Yarman's true form gradually became fully revealed. The black mist that had shrouded it like a veil was rapidly disintegrating and dissipating, and its tentacles were dissolving one by one.

Looking at the Dao Lord in the air with a disdainful gaze, the Life Tree array in the Yarman core shone brightly. Just like Kuafu drinking the Wei River, he began to frantically draw upon the life force of this world, devouring its life power to maintain the starry black mist on his body and resist the divine light of the Dao Ancestor.

Looking down at Yarman, who was devouring the life river of his world, the Dao Lord remained unmoved, simply watching coldly. He already regarded Yarman as a turtle in a jar, and himself as the feeder. What did it matter if he let him eat more? Anyway, he was going to be killed soon, and he would have to spit out whatever he ate!

But soon, he couldn't hold back anymore. Yarman had eaten too much, and it was already affecting the operation of his world!

"You should be quite satisfied with what you've eaten!" The Dao Lord looked down at Yarman and said coldly, "Now that you're full, it's time to get going!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yarman felt the life force he could absorb rapidly decreasing. After only a few seconds, he could only absorb a tiny bit of life force.

The Dao Lord looked at Yarman with some surprise, "You can still eat it? That really surprises me. Your essence must be extraordinary. Give up resisting, and I'll give you a quick death!"

"..."

Looking at the Dao Lord in the sky, Yarman remained silent in despair. Now, he finally understood the vast difference between a ruler and a proper Outer God. With a mere flick of his wrist, he was subdued.

This is simply... a world of difference, a world of disparity!

Just as he was about to offer his neck for execution, a familiar energy fluctuation suddenly came from outside the world. He opened his eyes abruptly and looked up at the Dao Lord who had already condensed a long sword and was preparing to cleave him in two.

He laughed as if he had survived a close call, "Now it's your turn to die!"

The Dao Lord's expression remained unchanged; he simply swung his sword down, and then...

"Dangdang!"

Where the longsword was swung down, a spatial rift suddenly opened, from which streams of extremely viscous black mist flowed out, binding the longsword tightly and preventing it from advancing an inch. At the same time, a voice came from within.

"Let me see who's going to kill my child!"

Chapter 238: The First World Fusion

"How are you now? Are you fundamentally injured?" Nicholas looked at the listless Yarman, holding the Dao Lord who had been crushed into a lump of flesh in one hand and Yarman's arm in the other, and asked with concern.

Yarman looked at the trembling mass of flesh and blood, and a chill ran down his spine. He said in fear, "No, no, Mother, I'm fine now, very fine."