Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Language of Innate Gods

A look of reminiscence surfaced in Lin Qianmo’s eyes.

Her first stop after reincarnation had been the Tian Huang Realm. As Emperor Venerable Mi Luo had said, the Heavenly Edict Dynasty had long dissolved into history, leaving behind only legends of the Empress of the Heavenly Edict.

Emperor Venerable Mi Luo knew the origins of the Red Dust Tribulation Sutra, likely having visited the Tian Huang Realm before.

"Classic of the immortal path…"

Emperor Venerables Zi Zai, Miao Fa, and others exchanged meaningful glances. Not everyone possessed a classic of the immortal path, nor was everyone like the Dao King. Access to one more such classic would undoubtedly be beneficial without a single drawback.

The looks directed at Lin Qianmo grew increasingly covetous.

An ordinary man is innocent, but the crime lies in possessing a priceless treasure.

Though Lin Qianmo had reached the peak of the emperor realm, in the eyes of the supreme Emperor Venerables, she remained as insignificant as an ant.

Sensing their intentions, Emperor Venerable Mi Luo spoke coldly, "Let me forewarn you brutally: anyone who dares pose a threat to Daoist Friend Lin will face my wrath."

Bang!

The Mi Luo Heavenly Tower manifested, encircled by thirty-three Great Daos, dominating the world beneath its gaze.

"Daoist brother Mi Luo, what do you mean by this?" Emperor Venerable Miao Fa frowned. "This person hails from the Yuan Realm, bearing no relation to you whatsoever. Why involve yourself needlessly?"

"You are welcome to test me," Emperor Venerable Mi Luo replied flatly.

The Empress of the Heavenly Edict had no connection to him, yet a woman of the Heavenly Edict Dynasty once shared a profound bond with him.

To him, Lin Qianmo’s cultivation of the Red Dust Tribulation Sutra made her a half-successor of that dynasty. Both by reason and emotion, he felt compelled to aid her, if only for his own peace of mind.

Lin Qianmo’s expression revealed genuine surprise.

She hadn’t expected Emperor Venerable Mi Luo to take her side.

"A mere classic of the immortal path is hardly worth mentioning," the Palace Master of the Holy Mother Palace said lightly. "Daoist brother Mi Luo can rest assured; this palace harbors no intention to act against Daoist Friend Lin."

"We of the Buddhist sect are cleansed of the six worldly roots and refrain from such deeds as murder and plunder," White-browed Buddha declared, palms pressed together.

"Best that you don’t."

Emperor Venerable Mi Luo cast a sweeping, disdainful glance across the group, displaying the unmatched bearing of a peerless master.

Accustomed to his usually mild demeanor, it struck many only now that he ranked among the four supreme powers alongside the Dao King, Emperor Venerable Yama, and Su Miao Zhen.

"Shouldn’t we depart this accursed place swiftly?" the leader of the Moon Goddess Clan spoke solemnly. "Who knows when that dreadful bell might ring again?"

The terror of the Reincarnation Dao had rendered them utterly defenseless.

Should it strike several more times, total submersion into the cycles of rebirth seemed inevitable.

"Brother Ye, why are you lingering?"

Great Emperor Ziwei asked, puzzled.

Ye Xu squatted on the ground, clutching an Ancient Mirror.

The hexagonal mirror emitted a faint, yellowish glow, reflecting clusters of golden tadpole divine patterns upon its surface.

As if inked directly, the tadpole divine patterns were being imprinted onto the mirror.

"This is truly valuable," Ye Xu explained. "I’m reproducing it to study later."

"The brat’s cunning! Why didn’t I think of that?"

Emperor Venerable Zi Zai’s eyes gleamed with intensity. He took out a divine dagger, attempting to pry and carry away the metal stone.

Clang!

The divine dagger struck down, but the metal stone didn’t budge an inch. Instead, Emperor Venerable Zi Zai was jolted backwards several steps. He staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

"Damn it, this gold brick is really hard. Even this Emporer Venerable’s treasure can’t pry it loose," Emperor Venerable Zi Zai cursed angrily.

"Idiot,"

Ye Xu sneered inwardly. These gold bricks were imprinted with tadpole divine patterns, fused into one with the Reincarnation Dao of the entire Reincarnation Dao Field. How could mere brute force move them?

If they could be pried away, why would it be Emperor Venerable Zi Zai’s turn?

"Brother Ye’s mind is truly sharp!" Great Emperor Ziwei said with sincere admiration.

"This kid really knows how to take advantage."

Emperor Venerable Mi Luo widened his eyes, then proceeded to copy the method, tracing the golden tadpole divine patterns.

The tadpole divine patterns were profoundly mysterious, very possibly Primordial scripts. They held immense research value, and Emperor Venerable Mi Luo didn’t want to miss out either.

Then,

The rest all followed suit.

Lin Qianmo stood motionless, her elegant brows slightly furrowed.

Having come from the Upper Realm, she knew the origin of these golden tadpole divine patterns.

They weren’t Primordial scripts, as Great Emperor Ziwei had guessed. They were the language of innate gods.

The so-called language of innate gods was the universal language used among the Innate Divine Beings, the earliest language born in the world. Few knew of it.

Even Lin Qianmo only knew the origin of the golden tadpole divine patterns; she did not understand their meaning.

It had to be said, Ye Xu’s method was the most effective.

Trace the language of innate gods, and take the copies back to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion to study.

"Language of innate gods…"

Lin Qianmo murmured to herself, reminded again of that young monk. If this was the Dao Field of an innate god, could that Senior who aided them from the shadows be an Innate Divine Being who mastered the Reincarnation Dao?

That was entirely possible.

Lin Qianmo glanced around her. She faintly felt that Senior was observing them secretly from the shadows.

Not long after, Ye Xu traced down a portion of the language of innate gods.

The Ancient Mirror trembled slightly, seemingly unable to bear the power of the language of innate gods, and began to develop cracks.

Ye Xu frowned.

This Ancient Mirror was an Emperor Venerable’s treasure. If even a treasure of that level couldn’t withstand the power of the tadpole divine patterns, the origin of these divine patterns was truly extraordinary.

He stopped tracing.

Anyway, he only wanted to study the origin and mystery of the tadpole divine patterns; quality over quantity.

Crack!

A divine weapon belonging to one Emperor Venerable fragmented, leaving its owner utterly shocked.

"How could these divine patterns possess such formidable power?" the Emperor Venerable exclaimed in shock.

"Daoist friend Su, do you know their origins?" Dao King turned towards Su Miao Zhen. Su Miao Zhen was sitting in lotus position, still quietly recuperating and regulating her breath.

Regarding Dao King’s question, Su Miao Zhen offered no reply, nor did she even open her eyes.

Dao King then looked at Lin Qianmo, "Daoist friend Lin, do you know?"

Lin Qianmo frowned.

That Dao King knew her techniques was not surprising to her; the Red Dust Demon Sect’s Red Dust Tribulation Sutra was renowned throughout the Southern Wilderness, well-known to many.

However, Dao King seemed to regard her with particular interest.

Could it be that he had guessed she was a reincarnated being?

"Impossible…" Lin Qianmo denied it inwardly.

The secret of her reincarnation was deeply hidden. In the entire Lower Realm, only the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion might possibly know. No matter how powerful Dao King was, without attaining immortality, he was merely mortal.

After thinking it over, Lin Qianmo said lightly, "Daoist brother Dao King, I have only recently entered the emperor realm. How could I possibly know the origin of these golden tadpole divine patterns?"

"Brother Dao, you’ve asked the wrong person."

Dao King smiled inexplicably, a chilling expression.

On the other side, Ye Xu had already set off to leave.

He took Great Emperor Ziwei with him, and the two traversed the Reincarnation Dao Field together.

After who-knows how long, the bell indeed rang again.

Everyone fell into reincarnation.

But with the lesson from the first time, no one foolishly wasted their strength resisting the Reincarnation Dao. When the bell rang a second time, everyone regained clarity.

Naturally, there was also one unlucky Great Emperor.

Silently and without a sound, he had died in the cycle of rebirth.

Advancing further, the mist gradually thinned, and Ye Xu saw the vast Chaotic Sea.

"Brother Ye…"

Great Emperor Ziwei patted Ye Xu’s shoulder, his voice trembling as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.

"Brother Yu, what’s wrong?" Ye Xu asked, puzzled.

"Look over there."

Great Emperor Ziwei pointed towards the southeast direction.

Southeast stretched the boundless Chaotic Sea.

Within the endless Chaotic Sea, the outline of an ancient tree could be seen. It was rooted deep in the ocean depths, resembling a pillar that held up the heavens, reaching straight into the clouds.