Chapter 785 Peerless Genius, Eternal Fame [Third Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Chapter 785: Peerless Prodigies, Names Etched in Eternity [Third Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets]

After slaying Divine Lord Xinyu, Han Jue sent a dream to Divine Lord Peacock.

“That quickly?”

Divine Lord Peacock was stunned. How much time had passed between the two dreams?

Could it be that the Dark Forbidden Lord had been following him all along, secretly protecting him?

Impossible!

Or perhaps… Divine Lord Peacock looked at the Dark Forbidden Lord with reverence.

Han Jue said, “After you leave, find a place to cultivate diligently. If I ever need you in the future, I will notify you at any time.”

With that, Han Jue directly ended the dream.

Divine Lord Peacock opened his eyes.

He was imprisoned in a furnace, where the space inside was incredibly vast, like a world of flames.

He looked up at the sky, and five-colored divine light burst forth from his back, directly piercing through the firmament. A white light streamed down through the opening.

Divine Lord Peacock leaped out directly, arriving in a grand hall.

The hall was desolate; apart from him, there were no other living beings.

Divine Lord Peacock cautiously observed his surroundings, finding no trace of Divine Lord Xinyu’s aura.

Divine Lord Xinyu must not have escaped. If he had, the power of his magic treasure would still be active. Only his death would weaken the restrictions of this great cauldron, allowing Divine Lord Peacock to escape on his own.

“Hmph, so you’re the only one with a backer? Trying to show off to me, now you’re dead!”

Divine Lord Peacock scornfully surveyed the great hall, then collected the great cauldron that had previously suppressed him into his sleeve, and swaggered away.

Divine Lord Xinyu also had a territory under his command, and it even contained Sages. Divine Lord Peacock, filled with rage, needed an outlet, so he massacred this territory.

Several hours later.

Divine Lord Peacock appeared in the Dark Forbidden Zone. He snorted coldly, “Blame yourselves for being born in the wrong place!”

He transformed into a streak of five-colored divine light and vanished into the depths of the darkness… Buzhou Divine Mountain.

Han Yu was meditating under an old tree when he suddenly opened his eyes, only to see Qin Ling floating in the air before him.

Qin Ling, clad in divine armor and wielding divine weapons, exuded a heroic aura, more imposing than any immortal or god Han Yu had ever seen.

Their eyes met, and both smiled.

Qin Ling descended and knelt before Han Yu, saying with firm resolve, “This unworthy disciple-grandson, Qin Ling, has returned to pay respects to Grandmaster!”

He then kowtowed.

The woman in green in the distance was startled and opened her eyes to witness this scene.

She was secretly astonished.

Qin Ling clearly wasn’t simple. Besides Han Jue, she had never seen anyone with a more powerful demeanor than Qin Ling.

Even Han Yu seemed somewhat overshadowed in front of Qin Ling!

Qin Ling noticed the woman in green and asked, “Who is she?”

Han Yu smiled and said, “A cultivator on the mountain, don’t mind her. Tell me why you’ve returned and how these hundreds of thousands of years have treated you.”

“No problem.”

Qin Ling readily agreed; he was also very excited to see Han Yu again.

The woman in green was secretly astonished.

Hundreds of thousands of years… If even a disciple-grandson is like this, how long has this senior lived?

Qin Ling began recounting his journey from when he first ventured into chaos, and soon, the woman in green also listened intently.

Several days later.

Qin Ling finally finished his tale, and Han Yu was filled with emotion, never expecting Qin Ling to have lived such an extraordinary life over the years.

The woman in green also looked at Qin Ling with admiration. In those desperate situations, she would have probably given up long ago.

She suddenly felt that the hatred she carried was insignificant.

So many years had passed; her master had probably already reincarnated, perhaps even as a peerless prodigy.

Qin Ling looked at the woman in green, hesitating to speak.

Han Yu immediately told the woman in green to descend the mountain.

The woman in green pouted and promptly went down the mountain.

Then Qin Ling revealed the reason for his return this time.

Upon hearing that Qin Ling was to become the Son of the Great Tribulation and endure a lifetime of suffering, Han Yu couldn’t help but frown.

Qin Ling calmly said, “Grandmaster Zhou Fan told me that this matter has the approval of the Divine Might Heavenly Sage, so there will certainly be no mishaps, and the Sages dare not scheme against me.”

At the mention of Han Jue, the worry on Han Yu’s face immediately vanished.

“Since that’s the case, then I won’t stop you,” Han Yu said with a smile.

Qin Ling smiled along.

Han Yu sighed with emotion, “I never imagined you would grow so powerful, capable of standing on your own, even more capable than me. It truly makes me happy.”

Qin Ling scratched his head and chuckled, “How could that be? In my heart, Grandmaster is the most important and most powerful person! No matter how strong I become, you will always be my elder, my dearest person!”

“You always know what to say.”

“Hehe.”

Several months later, Qin Ling finally departed.

Han Yu stood at the edge of the cliff, watching his retreating figure, the setting sun overhead, resolute and unwavering.

At this moment, he truly felt that Qin Ling had grown up.

Han Yu felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.

He knew that Qin Ling would be difficult to accompany him in the future; their time together would only grow shorter, and the intervals between their meetings would only grow longer.

Han Yu couldn’t help but think of Han Jue.

The Hidden Sect had nurtured countless prodigies, many of whom had even made a name for themselves in the Chaos.

Would the Old Ancestor also feel this kind of loss?

“How could that be…”

Han Yu couldn't help but laugh, feeling foolish.

How could he compare himself to the Old Ancestor?

Over the next century, Qin Ling’s name as a prodigy was frequently mentioned in the Immortal World. First, several Sages openly declared his talent to be the strongest, and then Qin Ling traveled around challenging others, proving his power.

No one could harm Qin Ling; all were forcefully suppressed by him.

At the same time, the Divine Palace began to build momentum for Xia Zhizun.

In the subsequent five thousand years, the reputations of Qin Ling and Xia Zhizun reached their peak, becoming peerless prodigies known to all beings in the Immortal World.

Until one day.

These two peerless prodigies, who had never met, actually agreed to a decisive battle on the summit of Mount Kunlun, shaking the Immortal World!

Countless cultivators went to watch the battle, because a Sage had said that the victor between these two would become an existence surpassing Sages, becoming the strongest prodigy in the history of the Heavenly Dao!

The day of the decisive battle arrived, and billions of cultivators gathered near Mount Kunlun, watching from afar.

This battle was earth-shattering!

All the watching cultivators were awestruck, truly worthy of being peerless prodigies.

However, the outcome left all beings in an uproar!

The two peerless prodigies were evenly matched, and in the end, they fought to a mutual destruction, both self-detonating, determined to slay each other even in death.

Xuan Du Sage took action to protect their two souls. Because the two had caused immense destruction to the Immortal World and accidentally injured countless spectators, Xuan Du Sage had them reincarnate to awaken in the mortal world.

Two peerless prodigies, rarely seen in an epoch, appeared in the same era and fought to a mutual destruction!

This battle became a legendary tale, passed down through the ages. Not just in the Immortal World, but in the myriad heavens and even the Chaos Heavenly Road, many cultivators spoke of it with relish.

Qin Ling and Xia Zhizun would become names of legend, like Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, Dao Ancestor, and the Divine Might Heavenly Sage.

Perhaps they had not reached the Sage realm, but their talent left countless imaginings for future cultivators.

If they had not met an untimely end, their future would have been limitless!

Because of this, many cultivators even believed that their deaths were themselves the machinations of Sages, fearing the emergence of two more Pangu!

Underworld.

Inside the Yama Hall.

Yang Tiandong looked at Qin Ling, whose hands and feet were bound by soul chains on the dais, and sighed with emotion, “Excellent, excellent. Though dead, you have brought glory to the Hidden Sect.”

Qin Ling, who had been expressionless, was moved by these words and cautiously asked, “Does the King of Hell have a connection with the Hidden Sect?”