Chapter 164: Sun God Cult in Danger

"It's so unpleasant! I just want to enjoy a meal in peace, but why do these troubles always come uninvited and disturb my mind!" Ji Ziyue frowned slightly, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

As a descendant of the Void Emperor, she has been bathed in the glory of her ancestor's fearlessness and protection of the people since she was a child. The Void Emperor was proud and upright throughout his life, and he was not inferior to others. He quelled the dark turmoil, suppressed the threat of the Undying Mountain, and fought fiercely with the gods outside the domain, and never retreated. In his later years, he even pretended to be dead and cleverly arranged to lead the two supreme beings of the Undying Mountain to the end. His wisdom and courage are admirable.

Ji Ziyue, who grew up in such a family atmosphere, naturally inherited her ancestors' deep love and sense of responsibility for the human race. What she hated most was that those Taoist traditions that had made great contributions to the human race were now facing the crisis of extinction, as if the heroes were old and their ambitions were unfulfilled, which made people sigh with regret.

"Sister Zixia, we can't just sit there and do nothing!"

"The Holy Emperor of the Sun is such a glorious being. If his lineage is cut off in our generation, wouldn't it mean that he would shed both blood and tears? We must do something to prevent such a tragedy from happening again!"

"Indeed, we must take action! Let me think it over carefully."

They set foot in the Ziwei star field several years earlier than Ye Fan in the original trajectory, and Ye Tong might not have been born yet at that time.

Lu Ya was robbed of his immortal gold and his body was cut off, leaving only his head hanging alone under the thunder tribulation. The scene was both tragic and incredible. However, fate always seemed to like to play such a joke. He actually found a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation. Not only did he survive the almost fatal thunder tribulation, but he also gained some kind of indescribable blessing.

Now the news about Ziwei has gone viral, and the Jinwu clan wants to find the "Ancient Scripture of the Sun" for Lu Ya to help him embark on the path to becoming an supreme god!

Zixia felt mixed emotions when she thought of this. Her careless action, though unintentional, could become the butterfly wings that changed the course of history. The lineage of the Sun Saint Emperor, as the ancient glory and heritage of the human race, carries too many responsibilities and expectations. If her momentary mistake caused the last bloodline to be cut off, it would be a great sin.

"Let's put the matter of the awakening of the immortal gold and the treasure of human desire aside for now. The most urgent task is that we need to go to the Sun God Cult immediately." Zixia's eyes were firm and she made a quick decision.

Although the Sun God Cult is no longer as glorious as it once was, as the oldest place of faith for the human race, it is still famous in the Ziwei Star Region. Zixia casually asked a passerby and easily found out where it was. This is also the wonder of the world of the Shroud of Heaven. When you are in doubt, go to the tavern, and the passerby knows everything!

Ji Ziyue and Zixia flew across the air at an incredibly fast speed.

After traveling through the mirror world, they finally arrived at this ancient and mysterious land.

However, as soon as she stepped out of the mirror, Zixia was keenly aware of something strange, and an ominous premonition came to her mind. She immediately used her exquisite source technique, leading Ji Ziyue, and quietly sneaked into a hidden dragon vein like a fish entering the water.

In the outside world, the Golden Crow clan has launched a fierce offensive, with wings covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Even their clan's sacred soldiers have been summoned and revived with all their might, vowing to break through the Sun God Cult's protective formation.

Ji Ziyue stared at this scene and said in a deep voice: "That is the trace of the imperial formation, but unfortunately it is incomplete and can't withstand such an attack."

Zixia nodded and added: "The dragon vein here is the energy supply that maintains the operation of the formation, but now it is crumbling. If this place is located in Xiniu Hezhou, we can still use the power of the ancestral vein to allow the Sun God Cult to have temporary peace. But here, we can only find another way." The holy soldiers in the sky revived, and with the protection of Li Huolu beside the dragon vein, the two of them were not in any danger.

Zixia lightly opened her jade fingers and gently brushed across her eyes. In an instant, a deep purple light bloomed from her eyes, like the dawn.

Her eyes penetrated the void and focused on the location of the Ancient Sun Cult. There, a towering mountain gate stood, made of unknown strange stones, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Beside the mountain gate, a mottled stone lay quietly. There were no words on it, but a glance at the four words "Sun God Cult" could strike deep into the soul and make one feel the weight and majesty of the sun.

Behind the mountain gate, there are continuous mountains and rivers, mirror-like lakes, and islands scattered all over the place, dotted with ancient palaces and pavilions. Although there is no luxury, it reveals the accumulation of time and the harmony of nature. These mountains, rivers, lakes and islands are actually the foundation of the Divine Religion's mountain protection formation. They are connected to each other in a unique way, providing endless energy for the formation. However, Zixia keenly noticed that in this grand layout, it seems that some crucial core is missing, which makes this power unable to achieve true integration.

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered, war drums roared, shaking the void, flags fluttered in the wind, and ancient chariots roared, like giant beasts galloping, ready to crush the sky. Under the gleaming iron armor, there were countless powerful figures of the Golden Crow Clan. They would no longer hide this time, vowing to destroy the once glorious Sun God Cult in one fell swoop.

Looking back to the past, the Sun God Cult once resisted the outside world with supreme glory, and many masters emerged. However, after thousands of years of vicissitudes, the masters fell, the heritage was broken, and the God Cult gradually declined. The Jinwu clan, who had been hiding evil intentions for a long time, finally tore off their disguise at this decisive moment and launched a fatal attack, intending to completely erase the Sun God Cult from history.

At this time, an old man with an immortal look flew up from the mountain, his figure was graceful, and he was suspended in the air. He was wearing a simple long gown, but it could not hide his extraordinary aura. His silver hair was like frost, and he was meticulous. His eyes were like torches, and he declared loudly: "Golden Crow Clan, forgive others when you can, and don't do anything to the extreme!"

“There is no point in struggling. Hand over the lost ancient scriptures quickly. When the proud son of our tribe attains enlightenment and becomes emperor, we will grant your Sun God Church eternal glory and protect its prosperity!” A cold and arrogant voice of a Jinwu tribe member came from the front.

The old man looked solemn, but responded with dignity: "Friends of the Jinwu tribe, the loss of the ancient scriptures is truly misfortune for our sect, and we did not intend to conceal it. Since it has been lost in the world, it is useless to retrieve it. Why bother pursuing it and adding to the conflict?" After he finished speaking, a faint aura of righteousness flowed through his body, revealing his unyielding determination.

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The invasion of the Sun God Cult by the Jinwu Clan swept through the Ziwei Star Region like a storm, becoming a hot topic among the people, and everyone knew how shocking and sad it was. However, in this vast human territory, the major forces chose to remain silent and watch, each defending their own corner and letting the situation develop, showing the fickleness of the world.

Even so, there were still many human cultivators who had justice in their hearts or other motives. Although they did not intervene directly, they gathered outside the Divine Religion and watched everything with complicated eyes. The Great Saint Array Flag of the Golden Crow Clan was like an invisible shackle, restraining their actions, forcing them to whisper in their place, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

"The Sun God Cult, whose glory faded in the past due to the loss of the ancient scriptures, is now facing the danger of extinction. It is truly a pity."

“Back then, it was the most brilliant divine dynasty of cultivation for the human race, but now it has come to such an end. I’m afraid the future of the Ziwei Star Region will be dominated by the Jinwu clan.”

"This scene is enough to make people feel deeply moved. If the ancient emperor were still alive and saw this scene, he would probably remain silent, with helplessness and regret in his heart."

"It is sad and lamentable that after the glory of a great Saint Emperor, his descendants have to endure such a fate. This is not only the sorrow of the Sun God Cult, but also the pain of the entire Ziwei Star Region human race."

(End of this chapter)