Chapter 119 Master's Heart is with the World

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light illuminated the world, like a golden pillar reaching straight to the Jade Palace, separating heaven and earth, and single-handedly supporting the entire scarlet sky. The waves surged, the dark red seawater resembling the flesh and blood of a monster, and from its deepest depths, it seemed as if a pair of malevolent eyes were fixed intently on a certain spot. Despite being preoccupied with their own problems, in the instant the golden light appeared, everyone, no matter where they were, looked towards it.

The moment the light appeared, the world seemed to lose its color.

Deep in the East China Sea, the source of the golden light shines.

A colossal wave surged forth with devastating force, its dark waters obscuring the sky and threatening to engulf the towering structures of the Sea Palace. Just as everyone was in despair, a golden light imbued with surging spiritual energy struck, and in an instant, the world seemed to freeze. Vina kept his eyes tightly shut; the expected suffocation did not materialize, and the air remained still for a few seconds. One, two, three… Before the wave arrived, a sense of unease crept in. He cautiously lifted his eyelids, and a white figure enveloped in light came into view.

He had single-handedly kept the waves at bay. Upon closer inspection, it was clear the person had merely extended a single finger, the tip gathering golden light to form a massive barrier that enveloped the sea palace, isolating it from the surging seawater. The next second, the golden light blazed brightly, and the condensed seawater crumbled, transforming into scattered droplets that rolled off the barrier, unwillingly merging with the unexpectedly calm waters. The barrier dissipated, turning into shimmering golden dust that fell, and the figure who had been the center of attention in the air floated lightly to the ground, surrounded by golden light, like a celestial being descending to earth.

Vina's eyes met those silver eyes, and he was momentarily stunned. The next second, a figure in black flew past him swiftly, accompanied by a loud shout: "Master!"

It was only then that Viner came to his senses. Looking at the two familiar figures, a thousand words stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to speak. He looked at Ya Feiyu, then at Ye Chi, and finally just smiled with relief, saying, "You're both alright, that's great."

Facing his former rival, Ye Chi had already clung to Ya Feiyu like a possessive mother the moment the man opened his mouth, practically wanting to stay with him. Ya Feiyu looked slightly helpless; he could tell what had happened back then just by looking at Ye Chi's reaction, but he chose to acquiesce. He patted Ye Chi's shoulder reassuringly, then looked at Vina and nodded gently: "Yes, everything's alright."

Yi Fengchun landed gracefully from the air. She had just dealt with the surging demonic energy with her sword, and now the sweat made her deep black eyes look especially bright. Holding the sword, which was tainted by the demonic energy and shrouded in black mist, she panted, "I saw the commotion here just now, Senior Brother, are you alright?"

Although he already knew that the Tianyu clan, with their pure bloodline, rarely experienced spiritual depletion, as their bodies were rich in spiritual energy besides blood, Yi Fengchun was still somewhat shaken by the sheer scale of the display earlier. However, seeing that Ya Feiyu's expression didn't seem too different, it appeared he had been overthinking it.

"It's nothing," Ya Feiyu shook her head. "I just feel a little tired."

As he spoke, Ya Feiyu leaned lightly on Ye Chi's shoulder. Having experienced life in the modern world, he was more cheerful than before. At this moment, his eyes revealed a sly look as he said, "Just leaning on him for a bit is fine."

Ye Chi's heart suddenly raced, and he subconsciously pulled Ya Feiyu into his arms. Although there were quite a few people around, Ye Chi felt a little uncomfortable, but he was more happy for Ya Feiyu's initiative. This position made it easier for the two of them to get close. Ye Chi whispered in Ya Feiyu's ear, "Master, lean on me, it'll be more comfortable."

Yi Fengchun's lips twitched, indicating he couldn't bear to watch. Fortunately, Ya Feiyu was only talking; she was too shy to actually do it. She quickly withdrew from Ye Chi's embrace, cleared her throat, and guiltily covered up what had just happened. Ya Feiyou landed at that moment, floating lightly out from behind Yi Fengchun. She never made a sound when she walked, and her sudden appearance genuinely startled him.

"They're almost here." Ya Feiyou said this in a cryptic tone, then looked straight up at the sky without glancing at the others.

Everyone was drawn to look up at her.

The sky was initially calm, and apart from the unusual color and the huge crack, there wasn't much that seemed strange. But upon looking closer, Ye Chi suddenly realized that a strange dark color was gradually appearing in the sky, surging around the crack. Although slow, the movement was visible to the naked eye. It wasn't approaching clouds, but a truly eerie thing that had merged with the sky, sending a chill down everyone's spine.

Humans instinctively feel uneasy and fearful of the unfamiliar. Seeing this, the mortals unanimously ran back to their rooms and drew the curtains. For a moment, only a few remained standing in the bustling sea palace capital. Ya Feiyou seemed to be calculating something, muttering to himself.

The next second, the rift suddenly widened, and the white halo within it suddenly emitted a dazzling light wave, causing them to simultaneously look away.

"They've arrived," Ya Feiyou said calmly.

A white light flashed by, carrying an extremely strong killing intent. Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't help but retreat. However, Ya Feiyu seemed to sense something. His pupils shrank and turned into the vertical pupils unique to wild beasts. In the blink of an eye, he followed the white light and turned into a golden light. A phoenix cry came in the wind, sharp and shocking.

White and golden light rose into the sky, intertwined, and just as they were about to reach the rift, the two seemingly irreconcilable beams of light collided, causing huge waves to surge across the sea.

The two beams of light gradually dispersed, revealing two figures standing on either side.

Surrounded by golden light, Ya Feiyu sprouted three pairs of sun-blocking wings from his shoulder blades. Each feather contained profound spiritual power and emitted a faint golden light. A divine mark appeared between his brows, and his long hair, which had completely faded due to the awakening of his bloodline, resembled three thousand snowflakes, fluttering in the wind, inexplicably revealing a compassionate gaze upon all living beings.

Opposite him was Cen Dao, who was furious.

This person was originally filled with demonic energy, but now it has been replaced by spiritual power. Without much thought, Ya Feiyu could easily deduce that this person had probably changed back his fate from his previous life. In that case, he did remember that in the final description of the book, Cen Dao successfully ascended to the upper realm because of his profound merits, becoming the only great power to ascend in nearly a thousand years.

He has probably already "ascended to heaven." If it weren't for Ya Feiyu's sudden arrival, he would probably have become a true god.

"Why, why are you still alive?!" Cen Dao roared hysterically. "I finally got back everything that was rightfully mine, and now you want to take it all away again? This isn't fair, Ya Feiyu, this isn't fair!"

“These things should never have belonged to you,” Ya Feiyu said coldly. He raised his hand, and a golden feather hanging at Cen Dao’s waist trembled twice, coming to him at his command. Under Cen Dao’s horrified gaze, Ya Feiyu clenched the golden feather in his palm. This feather was obviously an inanimate object, but after Ya Feiyu infused it with spiritual power, it regained its vitality.

Ya Feiyu's silver eyes clearly reflected Cen Dao's twisted and ferocious face. "This world has never been fair."

He held the golden feather in his palm, and an unexpectedly gentle spiritual energy enveloped it, lifting it into the air, with phoenix cries emanating from it.

The world was silent for three seconds, and then the sounds of various species responded.

The sea was turbulent, and the long-hidden Kunpeng emerged from the sea, whistling as it approached Ya Feiyu. The giant beast shattered the mountains by the sea, and with a roar, the heavens and earth trembled.

"The Heavenly Feather is a treasure of my Heavenly Feather Clan," he sneered, his face full of disdain. "If you're talking about unfairness, I don't even know who's being unfair."

Cen Dao was momentarily distraught. As soon as the memories of his past life returned to his mind, intense resentment and unwillingness had already consumed his remaining rationality. He was not a particularly steady person to begin with, and besides, who could accept that his mortal enemy, whom he had killed in his past life, was living a better life than him in this life?

He gritted his teeth, his once-smooth eyes now filled with hatred and malevolence, every word he uttered laced with resentment: "Ya Feiyu, I will definitely kill you—"

In the next instant, he recklessly activated his spiritual power. As the only strongman in nearly a hundred years to "ascend" to the upper realm, his spiritual power could respond to heaven and earth. The waves surged and rolled, dark clouds covered the sky, and several streaks of fierce white lightning descended.

Ya Feiyu frowned; with just one glance, he could see Cen Dao's abnormality. His "ascension" was achieved by altering his destiny, but his body had not been tempered by tribulation lightning and was already unable to bear the extremely abundant spiritual power of the Heavenly Realm. Moreover, with such overloading, his golden core had already begun to show cracks.

He lowered his eyelashes and gazed at the deep sea of ​​blood, silently pursing his lips.

He wasn't concerned about whether Cen Dao posed a threat to him. With such a lack of cultivation, let alone killing him, it would be difficult to even injure him. However, Cen Dao's manipulation of heaven and earth would undoubtedly have a significant impact on the common people. Although the area around the Sea Palace was a relatively remote and vast sea, some coastal villages in the distance would still be affected.

and……

Even if Cen Dao couldn't hurt him while he was alive, it doesn't mean he can't hurt him after he's dead.

When a god dies, he will detonate the golden core within his body. Their cultivation is profound, and their self-destruction will release spiritual power dozens of times stronger than their own. Given Cen Dao's current situation, it's hard to say whether he would rather die than let himself be dragged down with him.

Thinking of this, he dared not delay. He clenched his fist in the air, and the spirit sword Danqing appeared in his palm. He gripped it firmly, his brows and eyes cold and stern, and said, "If you can do it, then come!"