PDLP Chapter 250 What a pity... I wanted to see this land one more time!
Chapter 250 What a pity... I wanted to see this land one more time!
The earth's ley lines shifted like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that spread in all directions at an astonishing speed.
Within the Great Xia territory, at the moment the Five Sacred Mountains trembled, the spiritual energy monitoring equipment throughout the entire Blue Star went into overdrive, triggering alarms.
Europa, headquarters of the Church of Holy Light.
In the enormous conference hall, the Pope and a group of cardinals were staring at the data flashing on the large screen.
Those numbers are climbing at a breathtaking rate.
"This is impossible..."
The technical director of the monitoring department stared at the screen, his face ashen.
"The energy fluctuations of the Earth's veins in the Great Xia Dynasty have reached a supercritical point... and are still rising!"
The Pope sat in the main seat, his hands folded on his knees, seemingly calm, but his slightly trembling fingers betrayed the turmoil within him.
The earth's veins are reviving.
This is a concept recorded in various ancient traditions.
Beneath the earth lies the foundation of the extraordinary system that supports the entire world.
In the Dharma-ending Age, the earth's veins slumber, spiritual energy is depleted, and the gods are hidden.
When the earth's veins begin to revive, it means that the mythological era will truly return.
This should have been a long process.
It could take anywhere from a few decades to over a hundred years.
But now...
The earth veins of the Great Xia are recovering at an almost frenzied speed!
"Something's not right."
An old voice rang out.
St. Ambrose appeared at the entrance of the conference hall at some point.
He wore a pure white holy robe, his hair was as white as snow, and his face had returned to its youthful appearance, but his eyes held a deep solemnity.
"Normal ley line restoration should be slow and steady."
He walked to the large screen and stared at the fluctuating data.
"The current situation of Great Xia is more like... being forcibly propelled by some external force."
The Pope suddenly stood up.
"External force? What external force could activate the entire earth's veins of the Great Xia Dynasty?"
Saint Ambrose did not answer immediately.
He was silent for a few seconds, then slowly began to speak.
"The Gods of Cherry Blossoms"
The Pope was stunned.
St. Ambrose turned around and looked eastward.
"The Cherry Blossom Gods have recovered some of their power through blood sacrifice, and they are now forcibly accelerating the recovery of the Great Xia's ley lines in some way."
The Pope's face turned deathly pale instantly.
"Are they... going to destroy Great Xia?"
St. Ambrose nodded.
"Accelerated ley line recovery will trigger dramatic geological changes."
"Mountains rise higher, the land expands, rivers change course..."
"The cities, villages, and infrastructure built on the ground will all be destroyed in this change."
He paused.
"The population of Great Xia exceeds one billion."
"If the ley lines continue to regenerate at this rate, the death toll will be astronomical."
The conference room was deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned speechless by this deduction.
After a long silence, the Pope finally spoke with difficulty:
"St. Ambrose, should we...do something?"
St. Ambrose shook his head.
"This is something only envoys can participate in; there's nothing we can do about it."
He turned around and looked at the big screen.
"The Cherry Blossom Gods are gambling with this move."
"We bet that Great Xia doesn't have enough power to deal with this catastrophe."
"If they win the bet, they can take over the Great Xia Divine Continent, inherit the legacy of those former immortals and gods, and thus gain the upper hand."
"What if we lose the bet..."
He didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood what he meant.
If they lose the bet, the Cherry Blossom Gods will surely bear the wrath of the Great Xia Dynasty.
That rage was something they could not possibly bear.
The Pope remained silent for a few seconds, looking at the still-rising data on the big screen, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.
The Cherry Blossom Gods' move was ruthless.
This is a do-or-die gamble on the future.
And the Great Xia...
That land has never lacked miracles since ancient times.
Will another miracle happen this time?
……
The Gris Federation, Kremlin.
Ivanov stood by the window, holding a newly delivered intelligence report in his hand.
The intelligence provided detailed data on the abnormal movement of the Great Xia's earth veins.
He stared at it for a long time, then let out a long sigh.
"Pass down the order."
He turned around and looked at his subordinates who were waiting for orders.
"The Far East garrison has entered a state of maximum combat readiness."
"At the same time, we must closely monitor developments on the border of the Great Xia."
"yes!"
The subordinate responded and quickly walked out.
Ivanov stood by the window, watching the eastern sky gradually lighten.
That's the direction of the Great Xia Dynasty.
"Great Xia..."
he murmured.
"You guys have to hold on..."
……
Varanasi, the land of the white elephant.
On the banks of the Ganges, the four-armed phantom had completely materialized.
He stood atop the temple, gazing at the eastern sky, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"The Gods of Cherry Blossoms..."
He murmured.
"He does have some guts."
He lowered his head and looked down at the believers who were still worshipping devoutly.
A thoughtful glint flashed in his eyes.
A blood sacrifice was performed across the entire kingdom to forcibly accelerate the restoration of the earth's veins.
This method is ruthless and decisive.
But it's also pretty stupid.
Because this is gambling.
Daxia has no backup plan.
But that land of Great Xia...
It has been unfathomable since ancient times.
The four-armed deity remained silent for a long time.
Then, He closed His eyes again and continued His cultivation.
Now is not the time.
We still need to wait.
Now is not the time.
We still need to wait.
We await the outcome of this catastrophe.
If the Great Xia Dynasty has truly suffered a severe blow...
Then perhaps He can also get a share.
……
On an unnamed island in the South Seas.
The man in ancient armor was hovering in mid-air, looking at the northern sky.
His face was full of solemnity.
"madman……"
He murmured.
"A bunch of complete lunatics..."
He could sense that the earth's energy in the Great Xia region was rising at an almost frantic rate.
That speed is enough to destroy everything.
"idiot."
The armored man sneered.
"The existence of that land is beyond your comprehension."
He recalled those names from a thousand years ago that made the entire Southeast Asia tremble.
In that era, the Great Xia was the center of heaven and earth.
All nations come to pay homage, and all the gods retreat.
Now, do the Cherry Blossom Gods want to take advantage of this opportunity to rule over China?
That's ridiculous.
The armored man withdrew his gaze, turned, and disappeared into the depths of the island.
……
While the world was in shock, there was also a special group of people.
They did not stand in a conspicuous place, but hid in the shadows on the border of the Great Xia.
Some are hidden deep in the mountains and forests, some are hidden above the clouds, and some are hidden deep underground.
Their aura was completely contained.
Unless you are deliberately looking for them, you will not be able to detect their existence at all.
The Church of Holy Light, Olympus, Northern Europe, Egypt, Mesopotamia...
Almost all the gods who descended to earth either sent out their true forms or dispatched avatars to hide on the borders of the Great Xia.
They wanted to see for themselves how Great Xia would handle this crisis.
"The geological disturbances in the Great Xia Dynasty came too suddenly."
A deity hidden in the clouds spoke, his voice very soft.
"There must be someone pushing this behind the scenes."
"Those guys in Sakura are insane."
Another deity, hidden deep in the mountains, chimed in.
"Sacrificing their own followers to accelerate the restoration of the Great Xia's ley lines..."
"What exactly are they trying to do?"
"Whatever they want to do, it's not a bad thing for us."
The third deity spoke, his voice tinged with schadenfreude.
"If the Great Xia falls into chaos, we can get a share of the spoils."
"There are many good things in that land."
"Shh!"
The first deity suddenly interrupted Him.
"Don't speak, there's a noise!"
All eyes turned simultaneously to the territory of Great Xia.
There, towering phantoms were manifesting.
"The Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak..."
A deity murmured.
"Emperor Zhongyue..."
"The Great Emperor of the Western Peak..."
"The Great Emperor of Mount Heng..."
"Emperor Beiyue..."
He called out the names one by one, his voice growing softer and softer.
"How is that possible?!"
"Didn't all these beings perish in that great calamity back then?"
"Why now...?"
"Not the real thing!"
An elderly deity spoke, his voice hoarse.
"It's just a phantom tainted with a trace of divine intent."
"Moreover, although those phantoms are powerful, they cannot last long."
really.
Before the words were even finished, the phantoms began to dim.
The figure of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak is fading further and further away.
The figure of the Great Emperor of Zhongyue became increasingly blurred.
The Great Emperor of the Western Peak, the Great Emperor of the Southern Peak, the Great Emperor of the Northern Peak...
Everything is fading.
Their power is being rapidly depleted.
"As expected, it's just a clay or wooden sculpture that has come to life!"
A god sneered.
"After receiving offerings for a thousand years, this is all the skill you've got."
"It seems that the Great Xia Dynasty truly has no gods left."
"Then we..."
"No rush."
The older deity interrupted Him.
"Let's take another look."
"If this is all the trump cards the Great Xia has, then..."
He didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood.
If the Great Xia Dynasty truly has no gods left, then this land is a piece of fat meat.
A piece of fatty meat that anyone could take a bite of.
The power the Cherry Blossom Gods gained through blood sacrifice cannot last long; once they weaken...
That is the opportunity.
……
The land of cherry blossoms.
Those gods who descended to earth are now standing at the edge of the earth, looking towards the direction of the Great Xia.
Their gazes pierced through the barriers of space, revealing the illusory figures of immortals and gods who were suppressing the earth's veins.
"The gods of Great Xia..."
A deity murmured, his voice trembling slightly.
"They...they still exist..."
Another deity spoke, trembling, "Those phantoms... are so powerful..."
Although they were separated by a great distance, they could still feel the immense power that suppressed the earth's veins.
That power terrified them.
Just then.
A golden ray of light descended from the sky.
Amaterasu's figure appeared before the gods.
He wore a magnificent golden robe, a golden crown, and had a majestic face.
Those golden eyes reflected the five illusory figures.
But there was no fear on His face.
There was only disdain.
"They are nothing more than clay and wood sculptures that have come to life after being nourished by the spirit of humanity."
Amaterasu spoke, her voice cold and contemptuous.
"What is there to fear?"
The words fell.
He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Bactria.
"Watch closely."
"These clay and wood sculptures won't last long."
The gods looked in the direction He was pointing.
Then they saw it.
The five illusory figures suppressing the earth's veins are becoming increasingly faint.
The phantom images of those mountain gods and land deities are also fading more and more.
A smile played at the corners of Amaterasu's lips.
"Did you see that?"
He said.
"These are the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty."
"Vulnerable."
Before he could finish speaking...
boom!
A violent tremor came from the direction of Daxia.
Their figures grew even dimmer.
A hint of smugness flashed in Amaterasu's eyes.
"Soon."
He said.
"It will be soon."
As the gods watched this scene, their fear gradually dissipated.
Instead, there was excitement.
It's greed.
"Great Xia..."
A deity murmured.
"That land...will soon be ours..."
Another deity exclaimed excitedly, "The human destiny of Great Xia... the divine legacy of Great Xia... it's all ours now..."
In the eyes of the gods, the flames of greed burned.
They couldn't wait any longer.
I can't wait to set foot on that land.
They couldn't wait to plunder everything on that land.
"Continue to accelerate the recovery of the earth's veins."
Amaterasu ordered, "Increase the intensity."
Upon hearing this, Tsukuyomi, who was standing to the side, hesitated for a moment.
"Big sister, if we increase the intensity further, the ley lines of the Sakura Kingdom..."
Amaterasu glanced at Him.
That look in his eyes was as cold as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Is the geological ley line of the Cherry Blossom Country still of any use?"
Tsukuyomi was stunned.
Amaterasu withdrew her gaze and continued to look in the direction of Daxia.
"We have sacrificed the entire nation in blood."
"This land is completely ruined."
"If that's the case, we might as well squeeze out every last bit of value from it."
Tsukuyomi remained silent for a few seconds, then bowed deeply.
"Yes."
He turned and went to convey Avatar's command.
Amaterasu stood still, looking in the direction of Daxia.
Those golden eyes were filled with unwavering determination.
"Great Xia..."
He murmured.
"This time, I'll see if you can still create miracles."
Before he could finish speaking...
boom!
Another violent tremor came from the direction of Daxia.
The phantom images of the Five Sacred Mountains Emperors finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Their figures began to disappear one after another.
The phantom of the Great Emperor Tianqi Rensheng of Mount Tai was the first to dissipate.
He stood atop Mount Tai, looking down upon the earth below.
His aged face was full of exhaustion.
But there wasn't a trace of regret in those eyes.
"I……"
He spoke, his voice hoarse and aged.
"I did my best."
The words fell.
His figure transformed into countless points of light, dissipating between heaven and earth.
Followed by.
The phantom image of the Great Emperor Chong Sheng of Zhongtian Mountain on Mount Song also began to dissipate.
He stood atop Mount Song, looking down at the earth below.
His resolute face was filled with resentment.
"Great Xia..."
"Take care of yourself."
The words fell.
His figure transformed into countless points of light, dissipating between heaven and earth.
Then there is the Great Emperor Jintian Shunsheng of Mount Hua in the west.
He stood atop Mount Hua, his plain white brocade robe fluttering in the wind.
Those majestic eyes were filled with regret.
"What a pity..."
He murmured.
"I want to see this land one more time."
The words fell.
His figure transformed into countless points of light, dissipating between heaven and earth.
Emperor Zhaotian Shunsheng of Mount Heng in the Southern Mountains.
The Great Emperor An Tian Xuan Sheng of Mount Heng in the North.
One after another.
The phantom images of the Five Sacred Mountains Emperors all vanished.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom images of mountain gods and local deities on those famous mountains and rivers also began to dissipate.
One after another.
One after another.
Like a candle flame scattered by the wind.
at the same time.
Throughout the Great Xia Dynasty, in the main halls of Taoist temples that enshrine the Five Sacred Mountains Emperors and the Mountain and Earth Gods.
Those statues that have existed for hundreds or thousands of years.
It begins to disintegrate.
Click, click, click...
Cracks appeared on the statue.
From the top of the head, to the chest, to the limbs.
Densely packed, a shocking sight.
then……
Whoosh!
The statue shattered completely, turning into a pile of rubble scattered all over the ground.
Those statues that once received countless offerings and carried countless prayers have now all turned into lifeless rubble.
The wind blew in from outside the hall, stirring up the incense ash on the ground and scattering it in the air.
Like those vanished gods, bidding their final farewell.
Without the suppression of the divine phantom, the earth's veins in the Great Xia Dynasty became even more violent.
The earth trembled violently, the mountains shook, and the rivers boiled.
Those mountains that were originally rising slowly began to climb at a much faster pace.
The ground, which had only been slightly cracked, began to develop huge fissures.
Those rivers that were originally just slowly changing course began to overflow and cause disasters.
The entire Great Xia Dynasty was undergoing an unprecedented upheaval.
The land of cherry blossoms.
The edge of Takamagahara.
Amaterasu gazed in the direction of Daxia, her smile growing ever wider.
"Did you see that?"
He said.
"The gods of the Great Xia have completely vanished."
"Now, no one can stop us."
As the gods watched this scene, their greed burned even brighter.
"The Great Royal God is enlightened!"
They shouted in unison.
"Omikami is wise!"
Amaterasu nodded in satisfaction.
He turned and looked at the gods.
"Let's go."
He said.
"It is time to make Great Xia our earthly divine kingdom!"
The gods responded in unison, their eyes filled with excitement.
……
In the command hall of the Night's Watch headquarters, everyone was stunned.
"What... what's going on?"
"The illusory image of the immortals... how did it disappear?"
A murmur of discussion rose and fell, and everyone wore an expression of disbelief.
President Qin stood there, his face ashen.
He got it.
Those phantom images of gods are not real gods.
They are the embodiment of the faith of countless people over thousands of years.
They have no consciousness, no wisdom, and can only act according to a certain fixed procedure.
They forcefully suppressed the earth's veins, regulated the spiritual energy, and stabilized the land...
This has exhausted all their strength.
So they vanished.
The suppressed ley line power has become even more violent due to the previous suppression.
Like a spring compressed to its limit.
The moment the pressure disappears, it will bounce higher and harder.
really.
The moment those illusory divine figures vanished, the earth began to tremble once more.
It was more intense than before.
It's even more ferocious than before.
Those mountains that had just stopped growing are now rising again.
The ground that had just stabilized began to crack again.
Those who had just escaped were plunged into despair once again.
President Qin stood in front of the big screen, watching the images, his whole body trembling.
"Master Li..."
he murmured.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.
"This humble Taoist priest is Mr. Li."
President Qin was suddenly startled.
That's Master Li's voice!
"Master Li!" he blurted out.
In the command center, no one paid attention to President Qin's reaction, because they had all heard that voice.
And that voice continued.
他 说:
"This humble Taoist priest, Li Jun, respectfully sees you all off to the void."
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