Chapter 180: True Deity's Fall, Sword Slaying the Little Man

Chapter 180: True Deity's Fall, Sword Slaying the Little Man

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping, pouring incessantly for several days.

The Lynx Demon emerged from the Temple of the Deity, his gaze cold and merciless.

"Your Excellency!" The leader of the temple guards approached, his face filled with reverence.

"How are the villages below?" The Lynx Demon inquired.

These days, he had been dealing with the plague.

The temple guard leader's expression turned solemn, "The villages... as of today, all have fallen into the hands of Qing Shui Village."

The Lynx Demon was slightly surprised by this news, "This Origin Heavenly Venerable is quite bold."

The Origin Heavenly Venerable had been conquering the new gods in these villages, with the Lynx Demon intentionally turning a blind eye.

However, even with his tolerance, the other Ancient Deities wouldn't dare to act so boldly.

For instance, the Ancient Deity Weak Feather in Shi Sha Town had always kept a low profile, like a quail, never provoking the new gods.

"Your Excellency, should I take some guards to capture him?" The leader of the temple guards asked.

In Gale Wind Town, there were over thirty Purple Mansion cultivators among the temple guards.

The leader of the temple guards didn't consider the Origin Heavenly Venerable a threat.

If they took action, the small Qing Shui Village would undoubtedly be annihilated.

The Lynx Demon's gaze intensified as he recalled the terrifying aura he had sensed the other day.

"For now, avoid confrontation with Qing Shui Village!"

He suspected that a True Deity was hiding nearby.

It was best to remain low-key for now.

When the new god descended, let the new god deal with the Ancient Deity True Deity!

Upon hearing this, the leader of the temple guards nodded, "Recently, some people from Jin Shi Town have been acting up.

It seems that since Your Excellency hasn't taken action against Qing Shui Village, many from Jin Shi Town want to go there."

Not long ago, Southern Palace Wuji had taken action against the deity in Jin Shi Town, slaying him.

Now, Jin Shi Town was in complete disarray.

Several village-level new gods were vying for power and profit.

Many townspeople wanted to leave Jin Shi Town and seek refuge in Qing Shui Village, drawn by the recent fame of the Origin Heavenly Venerable.

"Ignorant commoners with their limited vision," the Lynx Demon sneered.

In his eyes, these ordinary people were like frogs in a well, only able to see the small patch of sky above them.

Whether it was the new gods or the Ancient Deities, none of them viewed the Origin Heavenly Venerable any differently than they would a dead man.

"Perfect, since they want to go to Qing Shui Village," the Lynx Demon's eyes flashed, "I'll spread this plague among those who plan to go there."

The leader of the temple guards took the bottle, a mocking smile on his face, "As you wish."

The bottle contained the source of the plague.

Recently, the Five Great Families had visited the new gods in various towns for this very reason.

"Let them live for now, but... don't make it too easy for them!" The Lynx Demon said cruelly.

After speaking, he returned to the temple.

The leader of the temple guards left the temple and headed towards Jin Shi Town.

The rain grew heavier.

It let up a little at noon but resumed pouring in the evening.

For Qi Yuan and the others at the banquet, the meal was the same as always, and they ate with vigor.

However, for the people of Jin Shi Town, it only added to their gloom.

The townspeople of Jin Shi Town were divided on what to do.

Some chose to flee to Flying Desert City, while others decided to stay in the town. Many also prepared to seek refuge in Qing Shui Village.

The next day, the crimson light once again illuminated the earth.

Wei Ting held his sister as they returned from the physician's clinic.

He stood nearly two meters tall, a silent and reticent man.

Having lost his parents at an early age, he relied solely on his sister.

Back at their home, Wei Ting looked at his sleeping sister, saying nothing.

He lifted her shirt to reveal her back.

There were countless black spots, each surrounded by a pustule.

It was a revolting sight.

At that moment, the petite girl woke up, her voice weak, "Brother, am I going to die?"

"No," Wei Ting's voice was not gentle, but rather dry.

He had noticed the black spots on his own arm and discreetly pulled down his sleeve to cover them.

"Don't lie to me, brother," she forced a smile, "The physician said I have the plague and there's no cure."

Wei Ting had noticed his sister's discomfort the night before.

Initially, he had only prepared some medicine for her.

But in the middle of the night, he discovered that something seemed to be devouring her spiritual energy.

Her entire body was covered in countless black spots.

Her aura had also become feeble.

He immediately took her to the town's clinic.

There, he witnessed a cruel scene.

Outside the clinic, there were many patients like his sister.

He even saw several corpses.

One of them was a familiar neighbor.

The day before, he and his sister had decided to leave Jin Shi Town for Qing Shui Village. Their neighbor's family chose to stay, but they gave Wei Ting some spiritual materials for cultivation, asking him to bring them to Qing Shui Village.

At the clinic, he saw the corpse of his neighbor.

The physician told him that his sister had the plague and there was no cure. He advised Wei Ting to take her home and bury her, but before doing so, he should isolate her to prevent further infection.

"It's nothing, just a minor illness. She'll get better," Wei Ting was never good with words, nor expressing his emotions.

Even when his parents passed away, he silently buried them without shedding a single tear.

"Brother, let's go to Qing Shui Village. I don't want to die in the place of the Evil Deity," the girl held onto Wei Ting's hand.

She had intentionally cast a layer of spell on her hand to prevent infecting Wei Ting.

"Alright," Wei Ting held onto her shirt and carried Wei He. In the heavy rain, they made their way towards Qing Shui Village.

Between Jin Shi Town and Qing Shui Village lay several villages under the influence of the Evil Deity.

So, Wei Ting proceeded with caution, not daring to fly openly.

In the pouring rain, he saw many other townspeople from Jin Shi Town sneaking towards Qing Shui Village.

Among them, many had extremely feeble auras, as if they had contracted the plague.

Suddenly, Wei Ting's leg went numb, and his head buzzed. He felt his back flesh explode.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Wei He asked with concern, sensing something amiss with her brother.

"Nothing." Wei Ting felt his spiritual energy becoming increasingly difficult to circulate, and his consciousness grew hazy.

However, he gritted his teeth and increased his speed, rushing towards Qing Shui Village.

Perhaps due to the heavy rain, the water curtain merged, further blurring his vision.

With his broad chest, he tightly held Wei He in his embrace, braving the downpour as they hurried towards Qing Shui Village.

After an unknown duration, he saw a group of people ahead, and the weight in his heart lifted.

The tension in his body relaxed, and he suddenly went limp, falling into the wind and rain, his body splattered with mud.

He also fell into unconsciousness, and in his last moments of awareness, he saw a group of people rushing towards him.

After an unknown period, Wei Ting regained consciousness, his eyes closed, and he heard gentle voices conversing nearby.

"How is it?"

"Foster Father, these people who rushed over from Jin Shi Town are all infected with a terrifying plague that can corrode spiritual energy. The situation is critical."

"Deity Lord, their plague is severe... There's no cure." The physician from Shi Jia Village said with a frown.

Currently, physicians from nearby villages had gathered, but they were at a loss for a solution to the plague.

Qi Yuan's eyebrows furrowed. "Call Little Snow and the other... Earth God."

Qi Qi had appointed all the villagers as Earth Gods.

Qi Qi was curious about what Little Snow was needed for.

However, she quickly followed Qi Yuan's instructions and went to call for Little Snow.

At this moment, Qi Yuan was examining Wei Ting, and his eyes revealed a peculiar expression. "His body is sturdy; he's a big fellow."

When Wei Ting arrived, he was holding his sister in his arms.

According to others, they wanted to release Wei Ting's hands and take the little girl from his embrace, but they couldn't do it.

He was holding her too tightly.

Before long, Little Snow and the Earth Gods arrived.

"Deity Lord, did you call for me?" Little Snow's eyes showed curiosity.

"Yes, use your Primordial Power to see if you can disperse the plague among these people." Qi Yuan instructed.

The Earth God, as a deity, held considerable authority.

Dispersing plagues was one of their abilities.

"Huh?" The maid, Little Snow, was a bit dazed.

She rarely used her Primordial Power, having used it only twice, both times for agricultural purposes.

"Give it a try," Qi Yuan said.

Beside them, Qi Qi's eyes widened in surprise. "Foster Father, can the Earth God also cure illnesses?"

She was finding it harder and harder to understand this Earth God.

If it was just about agriculture, it seemed even more powerful than the Dark Dragon Venerable, which was already unbelievable.

Now, it could even cure illnesses, which was simply absurd.

"Of course," Qi Yuan replied.

Suddenly, he felt that the deities from Blue Planet were more useful.

Little Snow immediately followed Qi Yuan's instructions and began to unleash her Primordial Power.

Qi Qi immediately spoke up, "Please disperse the plague and protect the people of Foster Father's territory!"

Little Snow closed her eyes, and all the Earth Gods followed her example.

In the blink of an eye, Little Snow opened her eyes.

On her jade-like hand, there was an extra drop of water.

This drop of water was crystal clear, as if it could dispel all ailments in the world.

Little Snow flicked her hand.

The droplet instantly shattered into countless tiny molecules, falling onto the bodies of everyone present.

Qi Yuan's eyes immediately turned to Wei Ting.

The other physicians also looked at the plague-ridden people from Jin Shi Town.

"The black spots... they're disappearing!"

"Their bodies are improving!"

"Even their spiritual energy seems to be recovering!"

The physicians discussed in amazement.

Qi Yuan sighed, "It seems that a deity specialized in plagues would have a better effect. They still need another round of treatment to fully recover."

The physician beside him was speechless upon hearing this.

Qi Qi was also at a loss for words.

This was what you call a poor effect! She felt that her foster father's words were enough to make countless physicians feel ashamed.

However, Qi Qi's eyes lit up as she thought of something. "Foster Father, I realized that Little Snow's power assists the heavens. Doesn't that mean... I can seek help from the heavens and become a Great Venerable?"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was speechless, "You're exploiting a bug here!"

The power of the Earth God was vast and profound, not a wish-granting machine!

At this moment, Wei Ting's strength finally returned, and he opened his eyes, gazing at his sister's face, which had regained its rosy complexion.

He turned to Qi Yuan, stood up, and clenched his fists, "Thank you, Origin Heavenly Venerable, for saving my life. Wei Ting's life belongs to you from now on!"

Wei Ting, usually reticent, had spoken more words than usual, which was quite rare.

"It's nothing," Qi Yuan waved his hand dismissively.

The other villagers from Jin Shi Town also woke up and expressed their gratitude to Qi Yuan.

"Oh, how did you get infected with the plague?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.

He was genuinely intrigued.

This was the cultivation world; how did these people suddenly contract such a plague?

And it wasn't an ordinary plague.

"I don't know."

"A heavy rain fell yesterday, and when we woke up this morning, we found black spots on our hands."

"Overnight, many people in the town became infected with the plague, and many died! We don't know why!"

The villagers from Jin Shi Town all wore puzzled expressions.

Some were filled with sorrow as they mourned the deaths of their acquaintances.

"Don't you know?" Qi Yuan murmured.

Beside him, Wei Ting clenched his fists, recalling the corpse of a neighbor.

He didn't know how they had contracted the plague.

But this plague had almost taken the life of his sister.

This was unforgivable.

If he ever found out who was responsible, he would never let them off.

"For now, let's focus on treating the patients, and we'll deal with other matters later."

For several days, Jin Shi Town seemed to have transformed into a living hell.

Every day, they would discover more corpses in secluded corners.

Sometimes, they would see frail girls carrying their younger brothers' bodies, their eyes vacant as they headed home.

News of Qing Shui Village's ability to treat the plague spread, and more and more residents of Jin Shi Town made their way there.

At this moment, two cultivators from a distant place, both members of the Ancient Deity Alliance, arrived in Qing Shui Village.

One of them was an elderly man with white hair and beard, accompanied by a short and small man.

Both of them looked ordinary and unassuming, blending into the crowd without drawing attention.

"Alas, it seems Flying Desert City is doomed," the old man sighed, his voice filled with helplessness.

"It probably won't last more than three years," the short man judged, "It's a pity that the Ancient Deity hasn't awakened yet. Otherwise, if he joined our Ancient Deity Alliance, there might have been a glimmer of hope."

"I heard that there's a potential Ancient Deity here in the Huang family. Since we're passing by, why not recruit him into our alliance?"

The two exchanged words as they walked towards Qing Shui Village.

Before coming, they had already investigated the Origin Heavenly Venerable's background and learned that he possessed two high-level Divine Observation Techniques. Both of them believed he was a talent worth cultivating.

"Who are you?" Just then, the ground in front of them began to shift.

A petite woman emerged from the ground, her face filled with apprehension as she looked at the two men.

The white-haired elder chuckled and said, "We've come from afar to visit the Origin Heavenly Venerable, and we mean no harm."

"Is that so? I'll go and inform him." The petite woman was none other than Little Snow. Her figure suddenly disappeared.

After about a hundred breaths, they were inside the temple.

Qi Yuan looked at the two members of the Ancient Deity Alliance, and he slowly spoke, "I appreciate your good intentions, but... I won't be leaving Qing Shui Village."

Qi Yuan's attitude was resolute, which caught the two envoys of the Ancient Deity Alliance off guard.

The white-haired elder tried to persuade him further, "Won't the Ancient Deity Venerable reconsider?"

"No need."

Hearing this, the short man's eyes flashed, "I heard the Venerable has cultivated two Divine Observation Techniques. Could you sell them to our Ancient Deity Alliance?"

"I won't sell them. I plan to keep them for myself," Qi Yuan refused without hesitation.

The short man's expression turned sorrowful, "The Flying Desert City is destined to be destroyed. Such precious techniques... might be lost in the mortal world.

Please, for the sake of the common people, make a copy of the techniques for us and prevent their loss."

The short man's thoughts were simple.

The deity of Qing Shui Village was stubborn and refused to leave.

These two high-level techniques, if left in Qing Shui Village, would likely be wasted.

It would be better to give them to him.

If he could bring them back, it would be a great achievement.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan's gaze turned cold, "You're being impolite now."

The white-haired elder quickly grabbed the short man, intending to say something.

But the short man seemed unaware of Qi Yuan's displeasure and spoke loudly, "Our Ancient Deity Alliance..."

However, he stopped mid-sentence, turned abruptly, and looked towards the northern sky.

Qi Yuan also looked in that direction.

In the distant north, a dazzling pillar of light suddenly descended from the heavens.

The pillar of light was at least several thousand miles away from Qing Shui Village.

Yet, its radiance was blinding.

The domineering, destructive, and terrifying aura swept through, as if it would erase the mortal world.

The white-haired elder's face turned solemn, "A battle between True Deities!"

An Ancient Deity was fighting a New God!

At this moment, a pillar of light shot up from the ground, filled with an unstoppable momentum.

However, compared to the pillar of light in the sky, this one was noticeably weaker.

Nonetheless, it bravely resisted without hesitation.

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, watching the collision of the two pillars of light.

Boom!

As the pillars made contact, Qi Yuan felt the heavens tremble.

The pillar of light in the sky was clearly more intense.

It directly extinguished the pillar on the ground.

The pillar crashed into the earth.

Qi Yuan didn't see what happened next, but he could make a judgment.

The city beneath the pillar of light... was probably gone.

The level of this world was high, and the heavens were much more "solid" than the Canglan Realm.

Yet, a single strike from the Dark Deity was enough to flatten an entire city.

"An Ancient Deity has fallen, alas," the white-haired elder sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow.

The previous pillar of light was the battle between the New God and the Ancient Deity.

The collision of the two True Deities resulted in the fall of the Ancient Deity, and the city he protected turned to ashes.

At this moment, the short man looked at Qi Yuan, his eyes gleaming with madness, "Did you see that? Staying in the fallen area leads to this fate, living on borrowed time, not knowing when death will strike!

Origin Heavenly Venerable, only by joining us and going to the Ancient Deity Alliance will there be a chance of survival!

If you hand over the two Divine Observation Techniques to me, I will recommend you to join the Ancient Deity Alliance!"

The short man was going mad, or perhaps... he wanted to take advantage of the chaos.

The white-haired elder's expression changed, and he tried to stop his companion.

But Qi Yuan's face turned cold, and a blood-red longsword appeared in his hand.

"No one threatens me and lives to tell the tale!"

With a swift slash of the sword, the short man fell, following the Ancient Deity and the city he protected.

(End of Chapter)

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