Lin Yi stood at the bow of the boat, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.
Today, upon seeing Hong Yi, it is clear that his martial arts and Taoist skills have both reached the third level. He is not only a martial arts master who has reached the "Marrow Refining" stage, but also a Taoist master who has reached the Yin Spirit Possession stage. He is only one step away from becoming a fourth-level Ghost Immortal.
What was the reason for giving him the Qi Refining Technique in the first place?
Lin Yi thought back carefully. Although he was entangled in illusions at that time and it was not surprising that he did anything, he still felt somewhat puzzled when he cleared the fog in his mind.
Perhaps it's what's called protagonist's luck.
In the end, Lin Yi could only tell himself this.
"What should I do next?" Lin Yi wondered, turning his gaze westward.
After refining the Qiankun Bag, the Small Qiankun Realm has not yet evolved into a cave heaven. The fastest way to truly advance is to seize other people's treasures for one's own use.
"I never imagined that one day I would walk this path myself." Lin Yi smiled silently, left a letter to say goodbye, and headed straight for the Western Regions.
The western region of Daqian is vast, with deserts, grasslands, oases, massive mountain ranges, continuous rivers, fertile land, glaciers, snow-capped mountains... There are also many countries of all sizes, numbering in the hundreds and thousands, and merchants come and go in great numbers.
The Western Regions are now dominated by the Kingdom of Huoluo, with many smaller kingdoms. In these kingdoms, theocracy outweighs royal authority. The emperor of Huoluo must be crowned by the pope at the Temple of the Essence of the Gods to be considered legitimate.
In the Central Plains, the emperor can bestow divine titles with a single word or destroy them with a single decree; these are two completely different systems.
Lin Yi traversed the void, and by sunrise, he had arrived at Shazhou, the westernmost state under the rule of the Great Qian Dynasty.
This state is rather desolate, stretching across vast sandbars for thousands of miles, and on its edge, countless troops of the Great Qian Dynasty are stationed, resisting the invasion of the Huo Luo Kingdom. 46
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Chapter 205 Yuanqi God
High in the sky, Lin Yi sat casually in a white cloud, with the Panhuang Life Sword lying across his lap.
The supreme deity enshrined in the Jingyuan Temple, which ruled the Western Regions, was said to be a god who controlled the primordial energy of heaven and earth and gave birth to all things; he was known as the "Primordial Energy God".
This deity enjoys the faith of 700 million people throughout the Western Regions and is said to possess the strength of a Seven Tribulations Ghost Immortal. He also has four subordinate gods: the Mighty God, the Law God, the Blood God, and the Underworld God.
In addition, the Pope of the Jingyuan Temple is a Six Tribulation Ghost Immortal, and there are many other Ghost Immortals and Martial Saints, making them incredibly powerful.
"The people condensed their faith into a primordial spirit, which in turn regarded the people's faith as a gift. The people created a god, yet were ruled by that god; what a tragedy... they were trapped in their own web..."
This is a notebook written by a high-ranking monk after visiting the Western Regions, discussing the absurdity of the Jingyuan Temple in the Western Regions.
In short, God is a human creation. Yet, after creating God, humans still have to worship Him, follow His instructions, and exploit Him—this is the tragedy of humanity.
Lin Yi flicked his finger, and the Panhuang Life Sword emitted a clear and melodious dragon's roar. If he didn't have this divine sword in his hand, he wouldn't have acted so rashly alone with this sword.
"To punish the wicked and to destroy the tyrannical gods."
This is a pretext, but at the same time it is a matter of righteousness and legitimacy.
These things only have meaning when there is the strength to back them up. Without the strength, they are just empty talk.
The Panhuang Life Sword sensed the killing intent in Lin Yi's heart and emitted a buzzing sound. The sword was originally a weapon of violence, meant for killing. No matter how many colors or important meanings people later gave it, its essence could not be changed.
The people of the Western Regions possess the bloodline of ancient demon gods, and the Primordial Spirit God is a contingency plan left behind by a god-king who fought against Panhuang for hegemony over the Great Thousand Worlds in ancient times.
The location of the Divine Realm of the Primordial Spirit could be hidden from Lin Yi's eyes, but it could not escape the senses of the Panhuang Life Sword.
"It's hunting season again, and the familiar smells are back?"
Panhuang Life Sword was incredibly excited. Its sword energy silently cleaved through the void, carrying Lin Yi through the gaps in space, heading towards the predetermined target.
In ancient times, it worked alongside Panhuang to slay one god and demon after another, leading the human race from weakness to strength, and ultimately dominating the entire world.
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Since achieving the Primordial Spirit, Lin Yi has been able to shatter the void, and the spatial structure he observes has undergone earth-shattering changes.
The world is still the same world; it hasn't gotten bigger or smaller. But what Lin Yi sees is different—more complex and ever-changing.
If I had to describe it in one sentence, I could roughly say that it's like seeing mountains as not mountains and water as not water.
The closer Lin Yi got to the Divine Kingdom of the Primordial Spirit, the clearer his understanding of the entire Divine Kingdom's structure became.
Driven by spirit and will, the transformation of matter and energy, the extension of time and space... when the entire divine kingdom can evolve into a self-sustaining, ever-renewing, and cyclical world that does not rely on external forces, the gods can break free from their dependence on incense and faith.
Of course, what is being referred to here are the acquired deities born from the wishes of all living beings. Those innate deities who claim to be "in the beginning of the Word, and God was with the Word" and who hold the laws of heaven and earth are another matter entirely.
The closer one gets to the divine realm of the Primordial God, the more at ease the Panhuang Life Sword becomes.
The primordial spirit needs to absorb the offerings of all living beings to grow, which is tantamount to opening the door to thieves for this sacred sword of humanity.
The power of aspiration flows like a tide toward a place in the void.
Lin Yi gripped the hilt of the Panhuang Life Sword, his entire body enveloped in a layer of seven-colored flames. He passed through layers of spatial barriers and entered the divine kingdom of the Primordial Spirit God.
The scenery in God's Kingdom is picturesque, and beautiful women come to greet you, fulfilling all the believers' fantasies.
Under the cover of the Panhuang Life-Giving Sword, Lin Yi walked towards the center of the divine kingdom. Hidden within layers of complex spatial structures was a small magical artifact, about the size of an inkstone, from which flowed thick ink.
Soaking within was a man, a handsome, completely naked man. This was none other than Marquis Yang An, the champion who led many masters of the Great Qian Dynasty to seize the Qiankun Bag in the desolate overseas wilderness.
Above the inkstone, the image of the Primordial Spirit manifests, with a human body and a snake tail, its divine power as imposing as a prison.
Lin Yi communicated with the primordial spirit of the Panhuang Life Sword and said, "Primordial Spirit God and Yang An are both pawns laid out by an ancient god-king. I think you should be more familiar with them than I am."