Perfect World - Chapter 492 - Chapter 492: Chapter 492: Meeting the Deity
Chapter 492: Chapter 492: Meeting the Deity
Shi Hao dragged Qin Zhan at breakneck speed toward that area, his face filled with excitement yet his eyes also held confusion, for those two figures had only ever appeared in his dreams, remaining an unfulfilled reality.
“Father,” Shi Hao called out loudly.
“Mother!” he continued to shout.
This was a heartfelt cry. Although many years had passed, his heart neither rejected nor felt estranged, still, like before, those two figures had left an indelibly deep impression in his memory.
The sound echoed grandly in the valley, like thunder roaring, but there was no response from the two figures.
“It’s the power of the Array, isolating everything there; you can see inside, but they cannot see out,” said the Divine Striking Stone from within his hair.
“Can you break the Array?” Shi Hao asked, his inner restlessness growing, wishing he could immediately break through and appear before those two people.
“This is a Divine Spirit Formation, it’s too difficult, alas, it requires time. You should know that just skill won’t suffice to break such an Array; it also requires corresponding strength,” the Divine Striking Stone explained.
Behind them, two elders approached and decisively took action, for Qin Zhan, held in Shi Hao’s hand, could die at any moment.
Furthermore, they had realized that various symbols were flickering in that sacred golden liquid, and Little Stone was seizing the Nirvana Secret Method, soon to be completely in his possession, which absolutely could not be spread.
You see, even the two of them had only received a few remnants–this supreme technique from the Sect-Defending Divine Technique could only be practiced by a very few as a closely guarded secret.
A Zhu Gan emerged, powerful and fierce, manifesting out of thin air, pouncing forward. This evolution of a precious symbol charged at Shi Hao.
Meanwhile, another person’s body ignited rapidly, manifesting over a hundred Arrays within, surrounding him like a grand constellation appeared; vast, brilliant, and dazzling.
Simultaneously, Qin Hao also made his move, moving naturally with the dao rhythm; the Silver Spear in his hand whistled through the air, turning into a splendid trail of silver light shooting forth.
“Shi!”
Scarlet feathers fluttered, a Vermilion Bird danced across the ninth level of heaven, with surging scarlet haze around Shi Hao, executing The Four Strikes of the Primordial Vermilion Bird!
Though his heart surged with emotion upon seeing his parents, he managed to control his feelings well, understanding the dangers within the valley. With powerful enemies at hand, he would not be careless.
The burning waves of heat surged, like red Magma echoing the Vermilion Bird’s cry, spanning the universe.
The two elders were taken aback and countered, but were ultimately blocked, unable to break through.
At the same moment, a resonant ring sounded, and a Golden Divine Sword appeared in Shi Hao’s hand, swinging forward with a sonorous clang.
Qin Hao’s Silver Spear shook greatly, the spearhead struck and sparks scattered about, while continuous divine clangs filled the ears.
The two elders were greatly shocked and both took action, grabbing the Silver War Spear together and then vigorously urging it, as if a silver True Dragon raised its head, chanting through the ninth level of heaven.
Unafraid, Shi Hao wielded the Golden Divine Sword once more, fierce golden light as if to split the void, becoming an eternal Divine Radiance, suppressing heaven and earth.
The Silver War Spear met it head-on, and contact was made.
“Boom!”
Endless divine energy exploded, like a deluge breaking free, sweeping across boundless mountains, capable of destroying an entire mountain range–this was the might of an immortal!
Shi Hao stood motionless, his robes fluttering and hair flying. On the opposite side, the three retreated, utterly astounded by the Golden Divine Sword’s divine might that shook their hearts.
“It’s alright, his Magic Sword is the Nation Guardian Artifact of Shi Clan, not his own invincible power,” explained one elder to the young man beside him.
“You’re still young, your life essence and blood have not yet reached his peak; your dao needs time to accumulate. You will be invincible in the world someday,” said the other elder.
However, their own faces flushed with embarrassment; Qin Hao may not have been a match indeed for legitimate reasons–he was still quite young–yet despite their vast age, they too were repelled, unavoidably outmatched.
At that moment, more and more lights erupted from the valley, intensely bright and majestic, as if a great sun was about to rise, filling the area with divine presence.
“The Venerable One is awakening!” exclaimed one elder with reverence and thrill.
It was no secret that Deities naturally resided in the Valley of the Gods; this was the place where the ancient Venerable One of Immortal Mountain had retreated, famed as the bedrock of the family.
A light sigh sounded, clearly very soft, yet struck like a mighty current surging toward the high heavens, leaving one deeply shaken.
“This is the Divine Soil of our clan, a peaceful and auspicious place. How can bloodshed occur here? What would be the dignity in that?” The voice was soft, magnetic, and without anger, yet it sent tremors through one’s soul.
Was this a Deity? Waves rose in Shi Hao’s heart, his first encounter of this kind.
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However, Shi Hao was not afraid; he came to find his parents and he must see them.
Moreover, he did not stop his actions at this moment, still holding Qin Zhan in his left hand, and extracting the remaining symbols from the Divine Radiance golden liquid.
This was the Nirvana Ancient Method, a forbidden peerless skill from the lineage of Immortal Mountain, which was a priceless secret volume not only in the Lower Realm but also in the higher realms. How many people could have ever witnessed it?
This set of techniques, with its complete volume, was only passed on to a limited few with the greatest potential!
Shi Hao had the fortune to witness it and naturally would not miss it. Even if a Deity was beside him, he would still act, seizing those origin imprints.
Finally, with a light chirping sound, a series of symbols emerged, branded in the void, as the techniques Shi Hao extracted formed into an article of the dao.
He had completed it, obtaining the perfect volume.
Because when Qin Zhan underwent nirvana, he activated this method, and after being thoroughly suppressed by Shi Hao, not a single detail was omitted from the sacred golden liquid, everything was refined.
“Clang, clang, clang…”
The resonating sound shook all directions. The set of techniques wasn’t very long, imprinted in the void transformed into an article of Heaven and Earth Pouch symbols, and each character emitted a dazzling scarlet light, as if forged from metal dao symbols.
It was truly visible, like a page of golden paper, spread out there, sacred and immaculate, flowing with a supreme dao mystery.
Shi Hao was amazed. Indeed, it was extraordinary!
The two Venerable Ones also looked on with fervent gazes, wanting to catch a glimpse of the essence. They only grasped a fragment, a mere incomplete part, which was far from enough.
Unfortunately, as soon as the precious volume was formed, it shone for only an instant, then transformed into a Star River that entered Shi Hao’s body and emerged above his heart, each character a glowing gem, emitting a roaring dao sound.
Shi Hao’s eyes flickered, this page of precious scripture imprinted in his heart, indelible.
“If you like this technique, I can also pass it on to you, and if you’re willing, I can guide you through several other Sect-Defending Divine Techniques.” Deep within the valley, golden mist flowed as the area shined like the morning glow, emitting the breath of a god.
Shi Hao remained guarded. As for Qin Zhan in his hands, the nirvana had failed. Only his head remained intact; everywhere else, his bones were shattered and incomplete, unable to regenerate.
Shi Hao opened up his ten cave heavens and directly threw the man into one, making him a captive, just like Qin Fa.
“I want to see my parents, please open the Array and let me in,” Shi Hao said.
“Of course, there’s no problem. You’ve already come this far, are you still worried about not seeing them?” That voice lingered from afar, carrying the vicissitude of the ages, leaving a deep impression that was hard to forget in a short time.
As the words ended, a Golden Divine Sword path appeared, extending straight from the depths of the valley into the void, looking sacred and accompanied by the sound of the dao.
Shi Hao vibrated with excitement but did not hesitate. He leaped up, stepped onto it, and walked toward the depths of the valley.
The two elderly men watched enviously as Shi Hao ascended the Golden Divine Sword path, something they had never experienced. It was said to be the condensation of Divine Spirit mana, containing the true meaning of the dao; walking on it, one could easily gain enlightenment.
Shi Hao climbed onto this path, seeing nothing else but an eternal golden light stretching to the ends of the earth and sky, proceeding without fear.
At the end, the light receded, and the golden road came to a halt. He stepped onto the ground, where the valley was lush and quiet, bathed in a pure and serene glory, with Spiritual Springs babbling and various precious medicines growing everywhere.
In front of him stood an ancient tree, suffused with a dao rhythm, its entire body flowing with scarlet light. But its leaves were sparse, crystal clear, sparsely dotting the horned dragon-like tree trunk.
And petals were drifting down, sparkling as they fell.
Beneath that tree sat a person dressed in golden armor, meditating there, with eyes closed, detaching from the world, exuding a rare and beautiful feeling.
He was peaceful and tranquil, with falling petals like rain of light, bright and clear, scattering around him, lending him an even more otherworldly appearance.
“Please, take a seat.” The calm words were very brief, and he still hadn’t opened his eyes.
Shi Hao sat not far away, amidst the greens, with various Spiritual Medicines rooted nearby, radiating a dazzling glow and emitting a refreshing fragrance.
The man under the tree looked to be in his twenties, very young, with a magnetic voice. He had a special aura, and though a man, he was beautiful to the point of being ethereal.
Was this person a god? Far too transcendent, Shi Hao silently watched, different from what he imagined, as his appearance was so young.
“Would you like to take me as your mentor?” The voice was soft, still magnetic, as he wore golden armor, sitting under the ancient tree, incredibly stunning, with his eyes closed.
On the other side of the valley, within a pure land separated by an Array, was a building with a distinctly different style, resembling a corner of Martial King’s Mansion, very similar to Shi Hao’s birthplace.
A man sat in the bamboo grove, surrounded by dao rhythm. He closed his eyes, as if detaching from the mundane, silent and still.
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Suddenly, he opened his eyes, stood up with a swoosh, and said, “My infant… What’s wrong with me, why do I feel… that he has come!”
A beautiful woman looked up and said, “Our infant often enters the valley, isn’t it normal for him to come?”
“No, it’s our infant from Stone Country… he… has really come, and he’s very close to us!” The man’s eyes beamed two divine lights, his body trembling slightly.
“Our infant…” The woman’s voice also trembled. Instinctively she felt something, her beautiful eyes widening as she stuttered, “He’s in… the valley, very, very close!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets on . Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users, please read at m.WebNovel.)
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