Free Web NovelChapter 1798: Chapter 487: Reverence, Drunken Life and Dream Death (5k)_2
He immediately sensed that this thing would be extremely useful for him.
Many crucial pieces of information obtained from external sources are not necessarily completely true, possibly having been processed a second time.
Only information obtained personally is the most reliable.
The most reliable source of information at the moment is personal memory.
And although the capability of Freedom Heaven cannot directly view a person’s memory, it can construct an Illusion Realm that allows the person’s memory to fill it up.
The more extreme the emotional state of the memory, the more easily it fills up by itself.
And these things, in most cases, are the things people dare not reveal, buried deep in their hearts.
Yu Ziqing casually glanced over and did not pay attention to these people anymore; if they hadn’t been burnt to death by the Black Fire, that meant their Devilic state wasn’t deep, and they hadn’t entirely become devils committing all kinds of evil.
He came here merely to kill a Heavenly Devil King.
After all, these people contributed somewhat, so Yu Ziqing did not make things difficult for them.
He turned and walked away, Freedom Heaven looked back at these people, said nothing, and followed Yu Ziqing out.
But just that one glance made some clever ones start to form some ideas.
As Yu Ziqing led the people away, an older Devil Cultivator immediately spoke up.
"Daqian is no longer a place to stay. Rather than being completely devoured by surrounding forces, it’s better to leave Daqian now, like a warrior cutting off his wrist."
"Where to go?"
"Go to Dali."
"Isn’t Dadui better?"
"Dadui doesn’t need us, and we have no qualifications for it."
"Where in Dali?"
"Go to Dali’s Abyss Rift Valley, near Almsgiving Town, they will surely accept us there. Hurry and pack, take everything you can, or it’ll be too late."
Upon hearing Almsgiving Town, no one objected anymore.
After experiencing and recovering from the Devilic state, they felt there were only two places that offered a sense of security.
One is Jinlan Mountain, but they didn’t even consider it, as it was too far out of reach.
The other is the Abyss Rift Valley, which was a bit more feasible.
As long as they could pay the price and offer value, Dali would likely be willing to provide them a place in that desolate area to settle down.
These Devil Dao cultivators who had experienced fierce competition were extremely decisive; as soon as Yu Ziqing left, they had already made their decision and began preparations to leave.
On the other side, Yu Ziqing departed, with the Yang-destroying Devil quietly following.
The divine aura overflowing from the plaque had reached an uncontrollable level.
Yu Ziqing waved his hand, taking out a red cloth and covering the plaque of the Yang-destroying Devil, making all the divine aura and fluctuations disappear.
"Is the Heavenly Devil King really dead?"
Yu Ziqing asked, still uneasy.
"Definitely dead." The Yang-destroying Devil replied very confidently.
"His rank is gone, so it’s impossible for him to have any more avatars.
Even if there is an avatar, it would have no rank to hold.
It would be a mere ordinary heavenly demon, unqualified to take over.
He is certainly dead, thoroughly and completely, I witnessed his entire death process.
It was very special, with a very unique beauty."
"That’s good." Yu Ziqing nodded in satisfaction.
He raised his head, looking towards the Bright Moon, the mottled blood-red color on the Bright Moon was becoming less and less, just like when the Blood Moon first appeared. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
His consciousness also began to clear up more and more, like a kite reeling back in by the string.
The last bit of the notion of brewing grew roots deeper and deeper.
He glanced at the Yang-destroying Devil.
"You should go back first, I need to make a trip to the Bright Moon."
"Alright."
The Yang-destroying Devil quickly turned and floated towards the distant Jia Shisi.
He probably wouldn’t be able to see such a beautiful scene for a while, needing to go back and digest it, without even needing to give the red cloth to Yu Ziqing, as he also needed that red cloth to suppress the power.
Otherwise, ordinary people wouldn’t even be able to get close to him.
On the other side, Freedom Heaven followed behind Yu Ziqing, transformed into black energy again, and fell into Yu Ziqing’s boots.
Yu Ziqing gazed at the sky, ensuring no one was nearby, he stretched out a hand, gathering a large amount of black oil, solidifying into a jar.
He opened his mouth and spat, a stream of the now-dead Heavenly Devil King poured out and fell into the Black Jar.
Then he also spat back the power of the Little Strange stripped of Kun Character from the deep sea, processed it through his devouring and the Dao Court’s digesting.
After resealing the lid on the jar, now it was just awaiting time to ferment.
This unprecedented jar of wine was already half made.
He raised his head, pondering how to go towards the Bright Moon.
After thinking it over, he extended a hand, piercing into his abdomen, retrieving a rib and flying it into the sky, paving the way with the rib of the Moon God and the Divine Skills of rosy clouds.
Combining the previous experience of coming and delving into the deep sea, he continuously searched for the right direction in space.
He ascended step by step to the sky, disappearing among the clouds.
In the distance, Jia Shisi, who hadn’t even had time to have a good chat with his own king, looked back, sensing his master ascend to the sky and vanish.
He halted, staring for a long time.
"Don’t keep looking, at this moment, your Lord is not suitable for making any decisions, don’t get close."
"No, I just suddenly remembered, in Dadui’s records, the initial Dao Cultivators ascended to the sky like this and vanished completely, never to appear again."
"Your Lord will surely return, rest assured."
