#1029 - Refining the Self, Returning to God

These words were not spoken by Fuxi.

With Fuxi's vision, he naturally couldn't see it; it was Tian Mi behind him who saw it.

This is the supreme flame condensed from the complete laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Saying it's a flame is not quite accurate. It destroys from the depths of the source; otherwise, how could it affect the perfect golden body of merit, which is already immortal?

"So, it seems... the root of devouring this world isn't in this Yuanchu, but in..."

Fuxi's gaze swept towards Qin Changqing with a strange expression.

Qin Changqing also keenly felt Fuxi's gaze but didn't show any abnormality, only nodding slightly: "Fuxi, well done. Continue to suppress him; don't let him have a chance to escape!"

Fuxi retracted his gaze, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

He still didn't know that Qin Changqing had already discerned his origins from his actions, harboring his own plans: first, kill the Three Pure Ones, and then take advantage of Qin Changqing's unpreparedness to eliminate him.

Being able to unleash the Heavenly Dao Fire, this Qin Changqing definitely has a close relationship with the Heavenly Dao.

As long as Qin Changqing is captured, the difficulty of devouring and refining this world will be greatly reduced!

"No—no!!!"

A large amount of black flames emerged from Yuanchu's skin pores, his entire being as if bathed in raging black flames, emitting incomparably painful and shrill screams. His figure constantly swayed, with three illusory figures struggling and entangled: "I am the strongest Celestial Venerable nurtured by the Heavenly Dao, cultivated for endless years. I am the most hopeful existence to transcend this world. You cannot kill me; you cannot kill me!"

Looking at the painfully wailing Yuanchu, Qin Changqing's expression was calm: "Yuanchu, I gave you a chance before. As long as you were willing to surrender, I could personally send you into reincarnation, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Then, I can only apologize. This can be considered the karma you should bear for refining the gods back then!"

Yuanchu stared intently at Qin Changqing, roaring: "No—Qin Changqing, without me, you can't stop that guy at all. His terror is beyond your imagination—only if I replace the Heavenly Dao will there be a glimmer of hope..."

Qin Changqing sighed: "Even now, you are still stubbornly clinging to your delusions. Rest assured, I will personally deal with that extraterritorial guy!"

As soon as these words came out, Yuanchu's screams abruptly stopped for a moment, revealing a look of shock: "You... know?"

Qin Changqing nodded, imperceptibly glancing at Fuxi beside him, nodding: "Of course. Your starting point is good, but unfortunately, you used the wrong method. Who said that to stop that guy, one must replace the Heavenly Dao?"

Yuanchu noticed the change in Qin Changqing's gaze, his eyes flickering slightly, and suddenly he laughed miserably: "If only I had known earlier, why bother now? You're right. This is the karmic retribution I should bear. You can drive the Heavenly Dao Fire; you should be the chosen one of the Heavenly Dao. In that case, let me help you!"

Saying that, he suddenly opened his arms, his entire body beginning to glow with a brilliant golden light.

The Creation Cauldron, which had been blasted far away, suddenly flew back into the air, hanging upside down above Yuanchu's head.

Yuanchu looked at Qin Changqing, although his entire body was still bathed in black flames, and his expression couldn't help but twitch, he勉强 squeezed out a smile: "Although your aptitude is very poor, I have indeed seen various miracles in you. Perhaps you can really accomplish things that even I may not be able to do. Over the years, I have become somewhat obsessed with replacing the Heavenly Dao. Saying it was to resist that guy, in reality, it was just to satisfy my own selfish desires. Every drink and every peck is predetermined. Some things don't belong to me. Now, what should be returned, I will return to you!"

Saying that, his figure gradually rose, and in the astonished gaze of Qin Changqing and Fuxi, he actually threw himself into the Creation Cauldron.

Boom!

What does this mean?

Yuanchu wants to refine himself?

He guessed correctly. The Yuanchu relief on the cauldron body was lifelike, constantly twisting, obviously still enduring the burning of the Heavenly Dao Fire.

Qin Changqing didn't dare to withdraw the Heavenly Dao Fire. He couldn't guarantee that Yuanchu wasn't putting on an act.

If it were real, then all his efforts would be in vain.

Fuxi was also stunned by Yuanchu's actions, a look of incomprehension appearing on his face. The blood gu strange insects that had previously attacked Yuanchu flew back and re-entered Fuxi's body, and the cracked skin re-healed, returning to normal.

On the cauldron body of the Creation Cauldron, the relief changed again.

The face that originally belonged to Yuanchu began to split, slowly turning into three faces: the original Celestial Venerable of the Beginning, the Celestial Venerable of Morality, and the Celestial Venerable of Spiritual Treasure.

One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones!

At this moment, they actually separated again.

Seeing this scene, Qin Changqing's heart slightly relaxed.

With the reappearance of the Three Pure Ones, the threat to him would be much smaller.

However, the next scene made Qin Changqing completely stunned.

With the appearance of the Three Pure Ones, the nine-colored divine fire below suddenly soared several times, directly engulfing the entire cauldron body. At the same time, the Creation Cauldron began to shake violently, and the cauldron lid also made strange hissing sounds, as if something was about to spew out from inside at any moment.

Sure enough, in the next moment!

The nine air holes on the cauldron lid suddenly opened on their own, and densely packed figures of various colors frantically flew outwards, mixed with shouts and roars of various emotions.

"I... I'm still alive?"

"I was clearly refined, how could I not be dead?"

"You grandma's, I, Tianpeng, am indeed blessed with great fortune. I wasn't killed even after being captured by the Three Pure Ones, hahahahaha—"

"..."

Various voices resounded throughout the Three Pure Ones Realm, filled with ecstasy and disbelief, both male and female, and the sound waves almost overturned the entire sea of clouds.

Hearing these people's voices, Qin Changqing couldn't help but widen his eyes, somewhat doubting that he had misheard.

Tianpeng?

Marshal Tianpeng, Zhu Bajie?

No, the Tianpeng of this world was not demoted to the mortal realm, and naturally, there was no Journey to the West. Before the great calamity came, he was still the marshal in charge of the Heavenly River.

Not only Tianpeng, but he also heard other names in these shouts.

Lei Gong, Dian Mu, Granny Feng, Lord Yunzhong, Wandering Spirit Official,翊圣真君, the Seven Fairies, Taibai Jinxing, Barefoot Immortal...

These were all the gods of the former Heavenly Court!

Weren't they all refined by the Three Pure Ones? How could they be resurrected?

Qin Changqing sucked in a cold breath, his face full of disbelief.