With the collapse of the floating prison island, Goddess Ling Xin took the opportunity to descend and escape from the Heavenly Realm, avoiding the pursuit of the Heavenly Beings and Shura.
With the momentum of falling to the Nine Heavens, coupled with the addition of the Wind Manipulation Technique, the Goddess fell faster than the broken pieces of land. She descended rapidly like a meteor.
Goddess Ling Xin could only hear the loud whistling of the wind. She could not open her eyes because of the wind and could only squint them into slits. All she could see in her slender field of vision was azure blue. It was a vast ocean. Only when a dot of dark green appeared in her field of vision and gradually grew bigger did the angel realize that she was falling towards an island. Only then did she suddenly slow down.
Goddess Ling Xin raised her innate Qi and waved the "Ten Zhang Light Dust". She spun a few rounds in the air and lifted the heavy weight as if it was light. She turned from a thousand catties to a light feather and landed on the ground effortlessly.
"God … God's messenger! The God's messenger has arrived! " Falling straight down from the sky, the Goddess still felt weightless. Then, a call suddenly sounded, causing her to almost stumble.
She looked to the side and realized that she was landing on a wooden platform. Below her, incense was burning and the three animals were ready. Many expectant faces were looking up at her.
"There are people on this island?" Goddess Ling Xin looked around and saw that there were people gathered around her. The houses were sturdy and it was a large human village.
At this moment, she heard people looking at the sky in fear and exclaiming, "Heavenly Fire! Heavenly Fire! "
Goddess Ling Xin suddenly raised her head and saw a meteor rain falling from the sky. It streaked across the sky and covered a radius of ten miles. The Goddess knew that it was formed by the falling pieces of the floating prison island. Among them, there were a few pieces that fell on top of the village and came crashing down from the sky!
If the meteor hit the people, there would be heavy casualties. The Goddess was merciful and without hesitation, the "Ten Zhang Light Dust" expanded in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was already intertwined and formed a dense net.
However, Chang Ling used softness to overcome hardness and neutralized the falling meteor. Then, Ling Xin, the Goddess, let out a soft shout and used the rebound force to bounce the meteor to the beach not far away, neutralizing the natural disaster.
Even though Ling Xin had used a lot of strength, she still used too much strength to block so many meteorites. She felt a sharp pain in her dantian, and her vision darkened. She secretly circulated her Qi for a few cycles before she felt better. She saw a dense mass of people kneeling down and kowtowing to her. They were all calling out in unison with sobs in their voices. "God's Emissary has descended, Python God has returned! The Divine Emissary had descended, and the Python Deity had returned! Greetings, Oracle Serpent God! "
"Everyone, please rise! Please rise, I'm not some Divine Envoy of the Python God! " The Fairy Maiden's skin was very thin and she couldn't accept other people kneeling to her. She hurriedly got down from the high platform and helped the man who looked like the village chief up.
"There's no mistaking it. You're the Serpent Deity's messenger!" The village chief, on the other hand, was already crying. He insisted, "There's a prophecy in my clan, 'Heavenly fire descends, four emissaries descend, ten thousand snakes move together to welcome the return of the god'. Now, all of it has come true. Python God, Python God is coming back!"
After saying that, he couldn't help but kneel down again and kowtow to the high platform. Ling Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Suddenly, she had an idea and looked in the direction where the villagers were kowtowing. She saw that the high platform was facing a tall mountain, and the villagers were kowtowing to it from afar.
The mountain was tall and looked like a giant snake coiling around it. The mountain was riddled with holes as if it had been pierced through, leaving behind deep tunnels.
"Python God? Could it be related to the Prison King Ming? "The Prison King Ming belonged to the Mahoraga of the Octadic Tribes, and he was the incarnation of the giant python. Thinking about this, the Holy Daughter asked, "Elder, what's the meaning of the prophecy? Please elaborate."
The village chief said, "Our island is called Divine Snake Island. There are thousands of venomous snakes on the island, but they can coexist peacefully with our clan. They only gather at Coiled Snake Mountain in the center of the island and don't invade our village because of the Python God's restraint. Ever since we moved to the island, we've been worshipping the Python God, not daring to be negligent. The Python God has also shown his divine power many times to protect our village. "
The Holy Daughter asked, "Have you seen the Python God?"
The village chief said reverently, "I haven't, but my ancestors have seen it with their own eyes. It's half the height of a human, and its head is bigger than a bull's. Its body is so long that you can't see the end of it. When it shakes its body, the ground trembles. There was once a tornado that passed through our village, but with a swing of its tail, it tore it apart … Thanks to its protection, our village was able to avoid disaster. But two hundred years ago, it disappeared …"
"Disappeared?"
"That's right. We thought we had neglected the Python God, so we worshipped him day and night, offering him generous offerings and begging for his forgiveness, but he still didn't show up. One year, two years, ten years, a hundred years passed, but we didn't see him. Just when we were about to give up, a passing mage left us a prophecy. 'The Heavenly Fire will descend upon the world, the four envoys will descend, and all the snakes will move together to welcome the return of the Python God.' These days, the sky seemed to be burning with lightning and thunder. We thought it was the end of the world, so we worshipped the Python God devoutly every day, begging for his salvation. Luckily, the Python God finally heard our voice, and the prophecy has come true. The snakes of Coiled Snake Mountain have come out of their caves two days ago, hissing non-stop. The descent of the Oracle and the Heavenly Fire have also come true. The Python God is finally coming back to save us!"
After saying that, the village chief kowtowed in the direction of Coiled Snake Mountain with tears of gratitude.
Ling Xin continued, "The four envoys you mentioned should be the four envoys, but I'm the only one here now!"
The village chief suddenly came to a realization and slapped his head. "Yes, there are other Oracles. They must have landed in other places on the island. Everyone, quickly find them and welcome them!"
According to his description, the Python God is Mahoraga, the current Prison King Ming. The Prison King Ming has a strong foundation and an outstanding cultivation base. If we can join forces with him, we will have a great advantage, but … the Eight Tribes are Buddhist envoys. The four envoys in the prophecy probably don't refer to the Python God's envoys, but the other Eight Tribes that have landed on this island. Then … "Thinking of this, the Holy Maiden didn't want these ordinary people to get involved, so she shouted," No! "
Everyone thought that the Oracle was blaming them, so they didn't dare to move. They hurriedly knelt and begged for the Oracle's forgiveness. Ling Xin had no choice but to say with a straight face, "If I'm the Oracle, then welcoming the Python God is my responsibility. How can I allow you to overstep your authority? All of you, return to your houses. If there's no need, don't go out without permission. Don't disturb the Python God! "
"This …" The villagers were all stunned.
"Hurry up!" The Holy Maiden shouted again, and the villagers didn't dare to stay any longer. They all returned to their houses, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one left except for the Holy Maiden.
The big and small holes on Coiled Snake Mountain were like pairs of deep eyes. The Holy Maiden looked at the mountain in the distance, then walked toward it.
"Coiled Snake Mountain, Mahoraga's lair? Prison King Ming, will you really come? "
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