I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 415: Chapter 398: Waiting

Outside the Dragon Cave, the power gathering in the sky was already enough to make all the cultivators tremble in fear.

"What is going on? Could a Great Perfection cultivator be undergoing their tribulation?"

"Undergoing a tribulation in the Dragon Cave? Isn’t that just asking to die!"

The Dragon Cave contained a terrifying Dragon Slayer aura, which could easily multiply the power of a Celestial Tribulation. Not even an idiot would choose such a place.

Bu Qingyun and the others looked on with doubt. Only Wang Meng was left inside, but the power of this Celestial Tribulation was far too tyrannical. It didn’t seem like one for a Human Cultivator, but more like the tribulation of some great demon.

The Celestial Tribulation’s power continued to gather, its oppressive might blanketing everything for a thousand li around.

Wang Meng himself was stunned. It was empty...

The Mystic Gate was open, but the problem was that his Life Marks... had all vanished!

’Could this be the price of failure???’

A cultivator’s Life Marks were their source of power. Elemental Power came from them, and even its combinations relied on them. Yet now, all the Life Marks in his Sea of Fate had disappeared.

’Is this Minor Perfection?’

’I’ve never heard of such a thing. The Celestial Dao?’

Wang Meng didn’t feel anything at all. It seemed Heaven wasn’t interested in him and had no intention of communicating.

His Sea of Fate was completely empty. The Dragon Crystal was gone, and his Elemental Power was gone too.

Without the power of his Sea of Fate, even with Godhood, he was just a cripple.

Deep within the Dragon Tomb, a sigh was heard. Tu Mu was at the very core of the Dragon Tomb, observing everything. Beside him was the Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon King. The Golden Dragon King was already lying quietly in his own grave, awaiting the arrival of death. The once-mighty king appeared exceptionally serene.

Lin Jinghao hadn’t come to the Dragon Tomb for any treasure, much less to disturb the bones of the Dragon Race. Only an idiot would do that. If he had, Tu Mu would have killed him on the spot. However, Lin Jinghao was only there to absorb the most primordial Dragon Slayer. Plus, he possessed the Cyan Dragon Body, indicating his soul contained the essence of a dragon, so Tu Mu couldn’t be bothered with him.

As for Wang Meng, Tu Mu had always felt there was something very special about him. But looking at him now, perhaps he had truly been mistaken.

This was clearly a case of failing to break through to Minor Perfection. For someone with a Five Elements Body, failing this breakthrough was a death sentence.

But outside the Dragon Cave, the Celestial Tribulation had not disappeared. On the contrary, it seemed to be growing ever more intense.

In Wang Meng’s Sea of Fate, the Life Marks were gone. There was no Artifact Soul, no Holy Statue—nothing at all.

A cold feeling welled up in his heart. Wang Meng wasn’t afraid of failure, but he hadn’t expected it to be so complete. ’Even my Life Marks are gone! It’s like they don’t even intend to give me another chance!’

Just then, Wang Meng’s figure vanished. Tu Mu appeared where he had been. Outside the Dragon Cave, the Celestial Tribulation was forming. Tu Mu couldn’t allow Wang Meng to undergo his tribulation inside the Dragon Tomb. It would be detrimental to Wang Meng, and more importantly, it would destroy the Dragon Tomb.

Wang Meng appeared high above the Dragon Cave. The moment he appeared, the aura of the Celestial Tribulation intensified dramatically, as if it had just spotted some kind of monster.

Glancing at the Celestial Tribulation, Wang Meng understood. The tribulation was probably triggered by his Godhood leaking its aura. ’I may not have comprehended the Celestial Dao,’ he thought, ’but I can certainly get a feel for this Celestial Tribulation.’

Demon Ba frowned. "Something’s strange."

It wasn’t just him. Hundred Flowers Fairy, Wind Celestial Venerable, and Mo Chen all moved forward at almost the same time, but they felt a powerful obstruction.

Within a radius of several dozen meters around Wang Meng, the Celestial Tribulation had formed a solidified zone of destruction.

This was the tribulation’s intent to utterly annihilate—something that only appeared when a being that defied the universal laws was born.

But the kid before them was just at Minor Perfection. A mere Minor Perfection?

Wang Meng clenched his fists tightly. ’Damn it! If I’d succeeded, I wouldn’t mind taking on this Celestial Tribulation. But to come after me even though I failed...’

The Celestial Tribulation gathered its power for a long time, then a bolt of Celestial Thunder suddenly blasted down, instantly turning night into day.

Wang Meng had no way to defend himself; his Life Marks were gone. But on instinct, he threw a punch. He would not accept this!

And in that instant, a golden wheel of light suddenly rose from within his tranquil Sea of Heart.

BOOM...

The heaven-shattering punch collided violently with the Celestial Thunder, and a massive Vibration Wave swept outwards.

The Celestial Thunder was shattered.

Wang Meng stared at his hand in astonishment, but he was even more shocked by the changes within his body.

A golden wheel of light was floating above his Sea of Heart.

’Is this my Life Artifact???’

’No, this doesn’t feel like a Life Artifact. It’s definitely not a Holy Statue, either. A Holy Statue wouldn’t appear in the Sea of Fate.’

An idea appeared in his mind, but he hardly dared to believe it.

’Could this be... a Life Wheel???’

According to the most important information from Moo Shan, cultivators in a Small Thousand World possessed Life Marks, fighting with Life Mark Combinations and Elemental Power. Cultivators in a Middle Thousand World, however, possessed a Life Wheel, which completely transcended these combinations and allowed them to cast magic at will. And in a Grand Thousand World, cultivators had a Fate Grid—an even higher realm.

’A Life Wheel... How could one appear in a Small Thousand World?’

’But this feeling... it’s just like a Life Wheel.’

The Mystic Gate was open. His Divine Sense spread over the Life Wheel unimpeded. In mid-air, Wang Meng shone with a brilliant light, like a god descending, and released an astonishingly majestic aura.

Wang Meng raised his head to look at the oppressive Celestial Tribulation in the sky, a sharp light shooting from his eyes. ’So what if I have to fight this Celestial Tribulation!’

The Celestial Tribulation enveloped Wang Meng like a surging tide. It was a kind of Sealing Array; clearly, the tribulation had mistaken Wang Meng for some kind of monster and was trying to seal him away.

Although a Life Wheel wasn’t as terrifying as Godhood, it still defied the laws and had to be sealed.

But suddenly, the Heaven and Earth Spirit Locking Array inside Wang Meng’s body reacted. He already had the highest-grade seal inside him... there was nothing more to be sealed.

All the cultivators were stunned. Everyone’s body was frozen in place, and even the strongest among them felt an immense pressure.

This was a top-tier Celestial Tribulation. As Wang Meng radiated light, a vast and terrifying Sealing Array suddenly appeared beneath his feet—an array technique powerful enough to seal even a Demon King or a Dragon King.

Just as everyone was gaping, unsure of what had happened, the gathered Celestial Tribulation Power actually began to quietly dissipate.

Wang Meng raised his head, calmly watching the tribulation dissipate. It seemed the universal laws, upon sensing the Heaven and Earth Spirit Locking Array inside him, had managed to confuse themselves.

’What a pity. I was actually hoping for a fight.’

In the crowd, Mingren smiled faintly and walked up to Ling Fei. "Senior Sister Ling, please do me a favor and tell Wang Meng that I’m the one from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect."

Ling Fei, of course, knew about the relationship between the Ten Thousand Demons Sect and the Holy Hall. "Why?"

Mingren looked at Wang Meng in the distance, who still seemed unwilling to let the departing Celestial Tribulation go, and broke into a brilliant, unprecedented smile. "You know, the first time I saw Wang Meng, I knew he was my greatest rival. Even after my Holy Light Demon Collapse Body awakened, I never doubted it. I have a dream: that one day, on a grand stage, he and I will fight to the death!"

Mingren’s face was filled with yearning. He spoke of death, yet his expression was so blissful.

Ling Fei didn’t know what to say. As a disciple of the Flower Fairy Sect, one of the ten great sects, a woman who embodied both beauty and power, she had seen all sorts of powerful young experts, but she had never met anyone as strange as these two.

Mingren walked up to the Pure Land Knights. "I am willing to go to the Pure Land!"

The Pure Land Knight nodded. As the captain of the Pure Land Knights, he had no need to ask why; he only needed to carry out the Saintess’s orders.

With a loud roar, a massive array technique appeared, and a tear opened in the void. Mingren left with the Pure Land Knights.

When the Celestial Tribulation had completely vanished, the Pure Land Knights also departed. They had fully accomplished their purpose here: taking Mingren away and confirming the truth about the Dragon Race’s appearance. Everything had been within the Saintess’s predictions.

Even if the Dragon Race was truly in the Dragon Tomb, their current strength was insufficient.

The light faded. No Life Artifact or Holy Statue appeared on Wang Meng. It was all thunder and no rain. In everyone’s eyes, even the Celestial Tribulation had just fizzled out.

"Jinghao, let’s go."

"Master, can I stay? Besides, the Star Alliance mission isn’t finished yet," Lin Jinghao said, clearly not having had enough fun.

Demon Ba’s expression turned stern. "Stop messing around. Go back and refine the Dragon Slayer you absorbed. This is a great opportunity to enhance your Holy Statue; it’s not something to be taken lightly."

Although Lin Jinghao acted like a rogue in public, he didn’t dare be presumptuous in front of the Demon Lord. In truth, Demon Ba was well aware that the boy ran his mouth off constantly, but he also knew that scolding him was useless.

Lin Jinghao left with the No Illusion Demon Master. The Cyan Cloud Sect’s Wind Celestial Venerable also left with Bu Qingyun and Yi Fan. Although they hadn’t gained any benefits, their goal had been achieved. In reality, the Cyan Cloud Sect hadn’t come to obtain the Power of Dragon Soul at all, but simply to prevent Lin Jinghao from getting it.

The main players had all left, and the other cultivators also began to depart one after another. Wang Meng landed, and Ling Fei was already by his side.

"Wang Meng, congratulations on reaching Minor Perfection. Don’t be discouraged. You don’t necessarily need a Life Artifact or a Holy Statue to become an expert," Ling Fei said comfortingly. Under a Celestial Tribulation, a Life Artifact or Holy Statue would inevitably manifest. Wang Meng had only glowed for a moment before it faded, which looked a lot like a failed Holy Statue manifestation. All she could do was offer some comfort.

Wang Meng smiled faintly. "Thank you for the kind words, Senior Sister. I think so too. Where’s Mingren?"

’If I have to thank someone, I’m most grateful to Mingren. Without him, I probably wouldn’t have had the chance to complete this transformation.’

Ling Fei paused and shook her head slightly. "Mingren left with the people from the Pure Land. You don’t need to worry about him. The Pure Land is the number one Sect in the Star Alliance—the most powerful and mysterious. This is the first time I’ve ever seen them accept an outside disciple. But... before Mingren left, he had a message for you."

"Damn, that kid is still so awesome. Not bad, not bad at all!" Wang Meng nodded, genuinely happy for Mingren.

"He said that he’s the one from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and... he’s waiting for you."

Ling Fei tried her best to convey the feeling behind the words, but she still couldn’t understand it. ’Mingren is a spy from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, yet he helped Wang Meng reach Minor Perfection at all costs. And after helping him, he now wants to fight him to the death? For the current Mingren, his identity in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is completely meaningless. Besides, if he didn’t say anything, who would ever know?’

Wang Meng was silent for a moment, then nodded at Ling Fei. "Thank you."

"Do you understand what I’m trying to convey?" Ling Fei asked.

Wang Meng shrugged. "I’m not sure what you mean, Senior Sister, but as for Mingren... that day will come!"

"Little Fei, we’re leaving," the Hundred Flowers Fairy said, glancing coolly at Wang Meng, her eyes showing little emotion.

"Yes, Master," Ling Fei said respectfully.