Chapter 529: He... Has Returned!

Chapter 529: He... Has Returned!

"It's exactly what you're thinking."

The Thorn Blood staff member sent this message.

At this moment, he was in high spirits, eagerly awaiting the shock of Cai Dao and Ji Wu Yun.

As a Void Walker in the Void Paradise, he descended upon this world, akin to a player entering a game.

It's only natural for players to feel superior to the natives, isn't it?

"I... don't... understand!" Ji Wu Yun seemed to have realized something, her head spinning with confusion.

Witnessing this, the Thorn Blood staff member felt even more smug, "Brother Cai Dao, what do you think?"

He was eager to see Brother Cai Dao's shocked and disbelieving expression.

After all, in their previous interactions, Cai Dao had always remained calm and collected, maintaining the upper hand.

This time, he was confident he could surprise Cai Dao.

After all, telling a native that the world they live in has already been scripted, and everything is unfolding according to a predetermined path... It would be hard for someone with a high opinion of themselves to accept.

"So, can I take a look at the Green Mountain Scripture? I want to read the game guide."

The Thorn Blood staff member fell silent.

Was Cai Dao this calm?

His reaction was unlike that of a normal person.

"Your destiny is already set, so... aren't you curious?"

"Where is it set in stone? Didn't I change the special event and enhance my heavenly mandate?" Qi Yuan casually replied.

He could easily accept this situation.

It's just like playing a normal game, isn't it?

"Quickly tell me, what special event did I change?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.

The Thorn Blood staff member remained silent.

Was Cai Dao's heart too big? If someone told him that everything he had experienced was predetermined, he would struggle to accept it.

"Where are you now?" the Thorn Blood staff member asked.

"Tranquil Wave Province."

"According to the Green Mountain Scripture, there are two recent special events in Tranquil Wave Province."

Both are at the beginning and have not yet truly occurred.

Although revealing the Green Mountain Scripture is like exposing heavenly secrets, this is the Divine Wood Token, and no matter what is said, there will be no consequences.

By the way, I'm telling you here, don't spread it, or else... you'll face divine punishment," the Thorn Blood staff member said earnestly.

He was originally here to complete a task, and he bore no real ill will towards Cai Dao or the other woman.

Hearing this, Ji Wu Yun's heart tightened with tension.

"The first is the Great Li Rebellion, which will happen in about three months.

Liu Er'er, one of the four supervisors of Bloodhand, oppresses General Li Zhaoguang, eventually forcing him to rebel."

"As for the second, also known as the Anze People's Uprising, laborer Wang Kong is humiliated by a wealthy merchant's steward, and in anger, he kills the steward. This eventually leads to the involvement of the government, which, accustomed to being reckless, not only kills Wang Kong but also massacres the dock, enraging the common people. Chi Changle then gathers laborers from various places to surround the government offices, demanding an explanation, which catches the attention of the governor."

The Thorn Blood staff member stopped abruptly.

"What happened in the end with the Anze People's Uprising?" Ji Wu Yun asked.

She was more concerned about the people's uprising than the military rebellion.

She believed that the fault lay with the previous minor officials, and if the court punished them, it would be a great opportunity to win over the people's hearts.

If she were the governor, she would seize this chance to gain the people's support.

"The result? Naturally, the leader of the people's uprising was beheaded, while the minor official responsible for the massacre at the dock remained unharmed," the Thorn Blood staff member chuckled.

"How is that possible?" Ji Wu Yun was perplexed, "Clearly, the common people are in the right!"

This was clearly a great opportunity to win over the people.

"If you satisfy the hearts of the commoners today, won't it fuel their desire to rise up against the authorities?

Punishing the minor official today, the county official tomorrow, the governor the day after, and... will you punish the emperor next?" The Thorn Blood staff member's eyes held a mocking glint.

He had been to many worlds to complete tasks and was most familiar with those wearing official hats.

"So, I did something that changed these special events, and that's why... my heavenly mandate increased, right?" Qi Yuan said.

Apparently, his secret action of drowning the wealthy merchant's steward was considered an accident.

The government didn't send anyone to deal with Wang Kong, so there was no massacre at the dock, and the Anze People's Uprising didn't happen.

"There are many special events in this world. If you already carry a heavenly mandate and change the course of these events, your heavenly mandate will become more concentrated." The Thorn Blood staff member reminded.

Having more heavenly mandates doesn't necessarily mean it's a good thing.

"So... our destiny is predetermined... following the original path, even if I bite myself now, or even... commit suicide, is it also fate?" Ji Wu Yun was on the verge of breaking down.

It was as if a giant hand was manipulating her fate, and she felt like a puppet on strings.

Perhaps, even this reaction was predetermined.

"Am I in the Green Mountain Scripture?" She was now anxious to open the Green Mountain Scripture.

She was determined not to follow the Green Mountain Scripture.

"Everything is already predetermined, except for those with special fates who can slightly alter the established situation. The rest are no different from puppets."

"Not everyone is recorded in the Green Mountain Scripture, and I estimate... you don't have the qualifications... haha..." The Thorn Blood staff member couldn't hold back his laughter.

Ji Wuyun remained silent.

"If you want to leave a mark of your existence... why not go to the Divine Wood Abyss? I can't record your name in the Green Mountain Scripture, but in another book, I can definitely add your name." The Thorn Blood staff member urged.

Ji Wuyun's silence continued.

"What's the point of being recorded in a book? Hey, if you give me ten thousand taels, I'll remember you for the rest of my life." Qi Yuan spoke up, "That's much more useful than writing it in a book."

The Thorn Blood staff member laughed, "Even after countless years and eras, the Green Mountain Scripture will still exist. Brother Cai Dao, even if you're a kitchen knife, I'm afraid you'd have rusted and decayed long ago."

Ji Wuyun also thought Qi Yuan was talking nonsense.

What's the use of being remembered by someone?

...

"So, you're saying... the background setting of this game, and even the ending, have already been written?"

Qi Yuan's thoughts were complex as he left the Divine Wood Token.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

"In the sixth realm of the Immortal Realm, the future was severed by a single sword."

Then... what if the future of the Immortal Realm wasn't severed?"

Qi Yuan's heart was filled with a terrifying thought and speculation.

Is a future that can be seen with one's eyes still the future?

"I don't want to think about it anymore, my brain will grow from thinking too much."

"Nine out of ten troubles come from overthinking."

"I'm just playing a game."

"It's just a game."

After understanding this, Qi Yuan stopped his wild thoughts.

He sat in a recliner, carefully observing the Forging Technique left behind by the Divine Rank Armament General.

Before his blindness, he needed to quickly improve his Artifact Forging skills.

After blindness, it would be difficult to make progress.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of joy in their depths, "The Blood Cloud Bandits... their headquarters... I finally know the exact location."

Not only that, but his drone had also discovered the locations of other outposts.

"Looks like I'll have to pay them a visit."

...

An hour later, at the Judgment Outpost.

Liu Chudong was anxious, "Where's Big Brother Qi?"

Chen Kangbao lowered his head, eating a bun, "Young Master said he had a personal matter to attend to. He'll be back in a day at the earliest, or three days at the latest."

"He left?" Liu Chudong was disappointed, "Why did he leave at this time?"

"Is there something urgent?" Chen Kangbao asked curiously.

"A Judgment Council Elder passed by here, I wanted to introduce him to the world, but..." Liu Chudong said, feeling disappointed.

It wasn't just about seeing the world, but the Elder brought the latest news.

About Divine Judgment! According to the Elder, although Divine Judgment was dead, fragments remained.

In the distant Ning Kingdom, Divine Judgment had left divine traces.

Big Brother Qi was from the Ning Kingdom, he might know something. She planned to take Qi Yuan to meet the Judgment Council Elder.

"Can we contact him?" Liu Chudong asked expectantly.

The Judgment Council Elder would likely only stay here for half a day, and probably leave tomorrow morning.

Chen Kangbao shook his head, "No."

Liu Chudong's disappointment deepened, "If Big Brother Qi returns, tell him to come find me right away."

After speaking, Liu Chudong left with disappointment.

Night fell, and the mountains were pitch-black, shrouded in darkness. From afar, only the twinkling stars in the sky shone, sparingly sprinkling starlight.

Even so, the entire mountain was still pitch-black.

Outside the Blood Cloud Camp, torches burned, emitting thick smoke.

Various plants were tied to the torches, and when lit, they gave off a strong, pungent odor. The black smoke also helped repel mosquitoes, but even so, there were still an excessive number of mosquitoes.

Inside the camp, sounds of drinking, laughter, and women's sobs echoed, creating an eerie atmosphere.

The bandits guarding the camp entrance heard these alluring sounds, their eyes filled with greed.

"Damn it, a new batch of two-legged sheep just arrived, and we're stuck guarding the door." One bandit couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"Hehe, this batch is no good. I heard they're military prostitutes, and those peasants have already had their way with them. No fun." Another bandit said.

"Haha, I like the ones ridden by thousands, alive... wait..." Suddenly, the squint-eyed bandit narrowed his eyes and perked up his ears, "Do you hear that?"

"You must be crazy for women." The other bandit teased.

"No!" The squint-eyed bandit's heart raced.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The sound grew closer, like the footsteps of a giant.

The bandits guarding the door felt the ground shaking, as if an earthquake was happening.

In a 619 book, there's no mistake!

Suddenly, the squint-eyed bandit looked up at the sky.

"Ah!"

Terrified, he sat down abruptly.

"Ghost!"

"Monster!"

He was shocked, struggling to back away.

The other bandits also looked up at the sky, their faces turning pale.

"Monster!"

All the bandits looking up at the sky were terrified.

In the sky, a faint starlight shone, revealing a massive creature.

Blood-red armor, blood-red crystal scales, radiating danger.

Back-facing crystal cones, sharp and menacing, reflected the starlight.

Chapter: The Hellish Titan

A towering figure, cloaked in crimson armor, concealed everything except for a pair of chilling, bloodshot eyes that exuded an otherworldly coldness. Those eyes were not human; they belonged to a dragon, a divine being.

The terrifying entity fixed its gaze upon the Blood Cloud Camp, and every bandit caught in its stare felt their spirits wither.

"Monster!" they cried out in unison.

The bandits, overwhelmed with fear, didn't dare to resist. They wailed and fled deeper into the camp, calling for their mothers and fathers.

The hundred-meter-tall behemoth stood silently outside the camp, its massive frame like a wall, unmoving and unyielding to any force.

Chaos erupted outside the camp, spreading inward, and torches fell to the ground, setting some thatched huts ablaze.

After several dozen breaths, a string of curses echoed from the camp's depths.

"Useless!"

"What monster is attacking us?"

"Even a Heaven-Rank Malicious Spirit would die here!"

Three Heaven-Rank Armament Commanders emerged, wielding greatswords and spears. The leader, a burly man with a broadsword across his shoulders, stood like a mountain of muscle, his two-meter-tall frame was like an immovable wall.

"Silence!" he commanded, and with a swift strike of his sword, he cleaved a fleeing bandit in two.

The remaining bandits, now more cautious, slowed their retreat.

"Big Boss..."

This burly warrior was none other than the leader of the Blood Cloud Bandits, a Heaven-Rank Armament Commander. In the Raksha Kingdom, such a title was equivalent to that of a count.

Astonishingly, within the Blood Cloud Camp, there were three Heaven-Rank Armament Commanders!

"Hmph!" The Big Boss scoffed, his broadsword slung over his shoulder. "Such a pathetic enemy, and you're all scared witless?" His expression was one of disdain.

The bandits were, indeed, pathetic and useless.

If not for the sake of the prince's grand plan, he would never have become their leader.

"Where is the enemy?" he demanded, scanning the area but finding no one.

The other two Heaven-Rank Armament Commanders mirrored his contempt.

The bandits were as useless as ever.

"It... it's in the sky!" One bandit gulped, unable to look up, afraid to meet the gaze of those eyes.

"In the sky? Can it fly? Is it an Earth-Rank?" The Big Boss smirked, glancing upward. "Let me take a swing at it..."

His smile froze, and his body tensed.

The other two Heaven-Rank Armament Commanders' expressions mirrored his, frozen in place.

A giant... a hundred meters tall...?

Heaven-Rank Armament Commanders could harness the power of heaven and earth, but their reach was limited to a few dozen meters.

A single swing of their blades could cleave through buildings dozens of meters high.

But those were inanimate structures.

Before them now stood a living, terrifying being!

High above in the sky, the towering figure remained motionless, like a grim reaper from the depths of hell.

Anyone who dared to look upon it trembled in fear.

And then, the terrifying figure moved.

A cold, merciless voice reverberated through the heavens and earth.

"Ten Strike Tyrant Fist!"

The hellish reaper unleashed a mighty punch.

A powerful shockwave rippled through the world, a force beyond that of heaven and earth, and far more devastating!

"No!" the three Heaven-Rank Armament Commanders cried out in terror.

But their screams were in vain, serving only as their final testament in this world.

Bang! Bang!

In the presence of the divine, all were equal.

The punch didn't strike anyone directly, but its force penetrated every living being in the area.

Boom!

A third of the Blood Cloud Camp's inhabitants perished under that single punch.

The terrifying entity's gaze remained cold and detached as it surveyed the remaining bandits.

"One Strike Tyrant Fist!"

Another punch was thrown.

The world fell silent, save for the thunderous sound of the impact.

Over ninety percent of the Blood Cloud Bandits perished.

The Ten Strike Tyrant Fist was a technique created by Qi Yuan during the Archstar Era, used to annihilate the Black Mountain Sect.

In recent times, Qi Yuan had adapted this technique using his unique eyes, making it suitable for this world.

Just moments ago, he had modified it into the One Strike Tyrant Fist.

With this single punch, ordinary mortals had no chance of survival.

With two punches, thousands of bandits lay dead, leaving only the captured commoners and military prostitutes alive.

At that moment, the surviving commoners prostrated themselves, their bodies trembling, filled with both joy and fear.

The towering figure above them seemed like a grim reaper from the depths of hell, capable of reaping all life in its path.

They had no idea if this terrifying entity was a malicious spirit, a demon, or something else entirely.

Just then, the towering figure in the sky spoke, its voice echoing across the heavens.

"The world lacks light, but divine judgment arrives!"

"With light in hand, darkness shall be banished!"

"If there's injustice, call upon divine judgment!"

The commoners looked on, some confused, while others struggled to comprehend.

They didn't understand the meaning behind these words.

But at that moment, an old man in his eighties raised his head, gazing up at the towering figure in the sky. His body trembled as he whispered, "He... he's back!"

More and more commoners seemed to recall something, their faces lighting up with joy.

"He... he's back!"

(End of Chapter)

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