With the addition of the Qiankun Sect and Nine Heavens Mystical Palace, the strength of these three hegemonic powers became even more stable. In the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms, other than these three hegemonic powers, there weren't any other peak powers.
In the boundless starry space of the Heaven Vault, a strange scene could be seen. A gigantic golden demon had golden pores all over his body, devouring the astral light. Boundless astral light flowed into his body, causing his gigantic body to shine with a resplendent light. He was like a divine beast in the starry space.
In the Heaven Vault, countless people saw this scene. Qin Wentian stood at the boundary of the floating palace, staring up at the starry space. Beside him, Qingcheng quietly leaned against him. They were a pair of matchless lovers. Right now, Mo Qingcheng's cultivation base has also broken through to the heavenly deity realm. Although her talent was slightly inferior, after cultivating for tens of millions of years in the secret realm, in addition to the cultivation conditions Qin Wentian created for her, she finally comprehended the heavenly dao and stepped into the deity realm.
Not only for her, just like what the Qiankun Sect Leader and Nine Heavens Mystical Maiden saw back then, the Heaven Vault now had an army of heavenly deities. If one didn't enter the Heaven Vault, they wouldn't be able to imagine such a grand scene.
"Little Rascal is growing more and more powerful." Mo Qingcheng gently spoke. Everyone in the Heaven Vault was growing stronger but they still chose to remain in seclusion. They had time to wait, the Heaven Vault would only grow stronger as time passed.
"Mhm, Little Rascal can already absorb the astral daos of the various heavenly deities. It's rumored that the ancient heaven devouring beasts could devour the sun, moon and constellations. This isn't a lie." Qin Wentian nodded lightly. At this moment, the gigantic body in the starry space started trembling and the tremors grew increasingly intense.
"What's going on?" Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. Such a situation had never appeared before.
What was happening to Little Rascal?
"What's going on?" Mo Qingcheng asked in a light voice.
"Let me take a look." Qin Wentian's silhouette flashed as he soared through the air, swiftly arriving in the starry space. His body passed by Little Rascal's gigantic body and arrived before its head. Little Rascal's eyes were closed, its gigantic body was trembling violently as it let out a low-sounding roar.
"No, don't …" Little Rascal shook his head unceasingly as his body trembled even more intensely. Qin Wentian furrowed his brows. He placed his palm on Little Rascal's face as a mysterious energy flowed into him.
"No!" With a loud roar, the starry sky shook, and the stars in the sky seemed to tremble. The huge eyes opened, and he saw Qin Wentian.
"Wentian." Little Rascal called out in a light voice.
"What happened?" Qin Wentian asked softly.
"I seem to have seen my parents." Little Rascal spoke, his words causing Qin Wentian's body to tremble. Little Rascal was a heaven devouring beast king. Back then when he met Mo Qingcheng, it was all because of him. But at that time, Little Rascal was already alone, he had no companions or relatives. He was born with many unique abilities.
Once, he was also curious. What sort of people would Little Rascal's parents be?
Could the parents of a heaven devouring beast king be simple?
Demon gods were different from humans. Although the bloodline of humans was important, they could still cultivate later on. But for demonic beasts, their bloodline was even more important. For example, Little Rascal was a heaven devouring beast king. How could his parents be ordinary demonic beasts? They must surely be incomparably powerful heaven devouring beasts.
"How did you see them?" Qin Wentian asked. Little Rascal was cultivating here and didn't exit the Heaven Vault. How could he see his parents?
"Earlier when I was cultivating and devouring the dao of the constellations, it felt like I entered a dream and saw my parents. They were the same as me, devouring the constellations. At that instant, it felt like I passed through time and saw my parents. They appeared in my memories." Little Rascal's eyes turned red, as though he was extremely agitated. The scenes he saw earlier continued to play out in his mind.
"Did you leave anything behind to know how they are now?" Qin Wentian asked.
"No, something happened to them. They wanted to devour the constellations but suffered a backlash and were heavily injured. After that, a blurry figure appeared and acted against them. As for what happened after that, I have no way to see it." Little Rascal gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, "My parents are there. Who is that blurry figure? He actually dared to take advantage of them? Despicable!"
"Devouring the constellations?" Qin Wentian's heart pounded violently. This was too crazy, Little Rascal's origin was actually so terrifying. He thought of some things in his mind and had some conjectures, but he still felt that this was unbelievable. Could this be real?
"Let's go back and take a rest first." Qin Wentian spoke in a light voice. Little Rascal nodded. After that, his gigantic body shrunk back to the size of a snow-white little demon, returning to his adorable appearance as he leaped into Qin Wentian's embrace.
Qin Wentian returned, his eyes gleamed with sharpness. Little Rascal's words earlier caused him to feel an impulse to help Little Rascal find out his origins.
After returning to the floating palace, Qin Wentian told Little Rascal to go and rest while he went to look for his father Qin Yuanfeng and grandfather Luoshen Chuan. The three of them gathered together.
"Wentian, do you have anything you want to ask?" Luoshen Chuan asked.
"Grandfather, I once heard you mentioning some things about the Godking of the eight regions. In the ancient records, the godking of the Desolate Region has the title of Desolate. There are no other names that have been passed down. Grandfather once said that Godking Desolate might not be a human but a demonic beast instead. Is that right?" Qin Wentian asked.
"The era of the godkings of the eight regions is too long ago. Many ancient records are incomplete and there's no way to verify them. The people of the world only know about them from the ancient records that have been passed down. I once understood the history of the Desolate Region and according to my conjecture, Godking Desolate might really be a demonic beast. I remember I once saw a tattered ancient record that recorded some of the deeds of Godking Desolate. He could devour the sun and moon, pluck the stars from the heavens. According to those clues, Godking Desolate's true form might be the same as your demonic beast companion, a heaven-devouring beast."
Luoshen Chuan spoke. "Naturally, the ancient records can no longer be found. This is merely my conjecture."
"Wentian, you are asking about this because you discovered something?" Luoshen Chuan was somewhat curious.
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded. "Not long ago, Little Rascal was cultivating in the starry space. According to him, a dream-like memory appeared in his mind. He saw his parents devouring the constellations in the starry space and suffered a backlash. After that, they were ambushed by a mysterious person and I don't know what happened after that. Hence, I have a conjecture but the timing doesn't match up at all. Hence, I wanted to ask my grandfather and father."
"There's no problem with the timing." Qin Yuanfeng spoke. "At the godking realm, there's nothing strange about any methods. The Moon God created the Divine Mausoleum and returned countless years later. If Godking Desolate really had a descendant back then, he might have arranged for his descendant to appear in the world countless years later."
Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. If this was the case, it was truly possible.
"But who was the person who ambushed Little Rascal's parents back then?"
Qin Wentian spoke in a light voice. Most probably, they had to find that person before they could get an answer.
"If your conjecture is right, Little Rascal is the descendant of Godking Desolate. In that case, even if his parents were heavily injured, the person who dared to ambush them shouldn't be too much weaker. There's a high possibility that he is an existence on the same level as Godking Desolate." Qin Yuanfeng replied. Luoshen Chuan nodded as well. At the godking realm, even if they were injured, heavenly deities wouldn't be able to deal with them.
"In that case, there's a high possibility that the other godkings are here. Yue Changkong might know something about this." Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. Could his conjecture be correct?
Right now, Little Rascal's performance was getting more and more heaven-defying. If not, he wouldn't have made such a bold conjecture.
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In an independent spacetime in the western paradise, there was a golden world with golden buddhic light. These buddhic lights were like holy light, illuminating the entire golden world.
In this golden world, there was actually an incomparably gigantic figure. This figure seemed somewhat illusory and surreal, like it would vanish at any moment. Golden and holy buddhic lights locked onto his gigantic body. Every part of his body seemed to have a buddha lamp burning. These buddhic lamps were connected together, transforming into a terrifying chain.
At this moment, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in the buddhic light. This figure was also illusory, one couldn't see his features clearly. His palms were pressed together, clearly, he was a buddhist cultivator.
After he came to this spacetime, the buddhic lamps all flowed into his body. As the buddhic lights entered his body, his illusory body seemed to become more corporeal.
"It has been so many years. Have you not recovered yet?" That gigantic figure suddenly opened his eyes and spoke with an incomparably imposing and cold voice. Although he was very weak, he still exuded a terrifying aura.
"Slowly strip away the heavenly daos you once devoured. One day, when you vanish, my dao will be close to reaching grand completion. In the future, when I verify my dao and transcend the nine heavenly layers, you will have to play a part in it." The monk spoke in a light voice, his voice was ethereal and somewhat surreal.
"Do you think you can succeed? Countless years ago, I already saw the future. Your destruction isn't far away anymore. "
"So, you sent your descendant to this era?" The monk calmly spoke, his words causing that gigantic figure to tremble violently. After that, he asked, "My descendant?"
"It's fine if you don't want to admit it. He has already appeared. I didn't expect that back then, you still had a trump card hidden up your sleeves. Sadly, all of this will only benefit me." That monk's voice didn't fluctuate at all. He continued to absorb the buddhic light bit by bit and only after a long time did he leave this spacetime. That gigantic figure abruptly let out a heaven-shaking roar, as though he was greatly stimulated.
Has he already arrived at this era? He really wanted to go out and take a look!
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