Lingyun, Qiongqi, the Great Sage, and the Yellow Emperor wanted to step forward to appease them.
All that could be heard was Lei Zechi, who had transformed into a heartbroken boy, saying:
"Father, how can I live like this if you leave me like this?"
"Didn't we agree that once I became a Spirit Race member, I would take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days? Why won't you give your child that chance!"
"Father, I miss you so much!"
"..."
The boy cried so heartbrokenly, it wasn't an act at all, and it deeply moved Ling Yun and the others.
After a long while, the boy cried blood and tears and almost fainted.
Ling Yun and the others walked over to the boy and helped him up, but he was extremely agitated.
"Don't touch me! My dad's dead~ I'm all alone now!"
The Great Sage tenderly wiped away the blood and tears from his face and said softly:
"Please accept our condolences. Your father was a great man who spread the Dao throughout the myriad realms! We will all avenge your father in the future!"
The boy roared, "I don't want to accept this! I just want my father to come back to life! Waaah... You've never experienced death, so you don't know how heartbroken I am right now!"
The Yellow Emperor said with utmost seriousness:
"Alas~ Brother Lei Zechi, to be honest, all four of us have lost our fathers!"
That explanation confused the boy completely.
After a moment, Ling Yun asked curiously:
Who is your father?
The boy wiped away his tears and sobbed:
"My father is the Styx Immortal Emperor!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Yun and the others were immediately shocked. Lei Zechi's father was actually the first recorded immortal emperor. However, they were curious as to why Lei Zechi called the Styx Immortal Emperor "father".
Aren't they in a master-servant relationship?
The boy continued:
"I am the biological son of the Styx Immortal Emperor. When I was sixteen, I unintentionally killed a descendant of a great figure from the Primordial Clan."
The great figure of the Primordial Clan then unleashed a curse.
My father was only a True Immortal at that time and could not help me break the curse, so he built a Thunder Pool to imprison my soul in it and use the power of lightning to wear down the curse.
Over time, I became inseparable from the Thunder Pool, even after my father became an Immortal Emperor. I thus became my father's magical artifact.
At this point, the boy, unable to bear the pain of losing his father, squatted down and burst into tears.
"Countless years ago, my father told me to eliminate the spies of the Primordial Clan throughout the myriad realms."
Looking back now, I realize my father wanted to get me out of there so he could take a walk around.
"If I had known, I would never have left my father. Father, I miss you so much~"
Ling Yun suddenly realized that he had wanted Lei Zechi to acknowledge him as his master, but Lei Zechi had refused to do so, only agreeing to stay with him while he was recovering from his injuries.
Even if a Taoist immortal had made this request, Lei Zechi would probably have refused without hesitation, as he wanted to follow his father.
"Give me another three thousand years, and I will definitely be able to cultivate into a Spirit Race member and break free from the shackles of the Thunder Pool. Father, why won't you wait for me!"
The boy wept bitterly.
The boy is equivalent to a spirit of an artifact. Artifact spirits can cultivate, and when they cultivate to a certain level, they can become an alternative adult of the spirit race.
Ling Yun helped the boy up, put his arm around his shoulder, and said:
"Come with us! We share a common enemy. In the future, we will fight together for the sake of all the heavens and the myriad realms, and for the revenge of your father!"
The Yellow Emperor, who was standing nearby, also advised:
"We've both lost our fathers; from now on, we'll share both good times and bad!"
Ling Yun and the others were worried that Lei Zechi would not be able to resist seeking revenge against the Shiyuan Clan. Although Lei Zechi had existed for countless years, the spirit of the artifact still had the mind of a sixteen-year-old boy and was prone to impulsive actions.
Sensing Ling Yun and the others' goodwill, the young man nodded slightly.
"Alright, I'll follow you from now on, but I must agree that I will not acknowledge any master; my only master is my father!"
Ling Yun laughed:
"From now on, we are brothers, not master and servant. I will help you become a member of the Spirit Race as quickly as possible!"
"Thank you, four brothers!"
After saying this, the boy knelt down and kowtowed three times heavily towards the light screen.
He wiped away his tears and said solemnly:
"Father, I will definitely avenge you!"
Immediately afterwards, Ling Yun and the others led Lei Zechi away from this place.
...
At this moment, within the Dao Ancestor's Daoist temple, eight Immortal Emperors—Ling Yun, Zhuge Qingtian, Dao Ancestor, Confucian Ancestor, Buddha Ancestor, Divine Lord, Kunpeng Ancestor, and Black Dragon Ancestor—gathered together.
Ling Yun took out the black crystal and looked at everyone.
Have any of you obtained the same crystal?
The group of Celestial Emperors glanced at the crystal, their expressions remaining unchanged. The Buddha asked curiously:
"This is?"
Other Celestial Emperors also expressed their curiosity.
Ling Yun frowned slightly. Buddha and the others had definitely obtained the black crystal, but they were unwilling to say so. They all knew that the black crystal contained terrifying energy.
Compared to the gods, they were more cautious and did not refine it immediately, but instead deciphered the strange power within the black crystal step by step.
Ling Yun said in a deep voice:
"Fellow Daoists, the black crystal is very likely a conspiracy by the Primordial Clan, whose aim is to make us refine the black crystal and thus fall into demonic possession, so as to wipe out the high-end combat forces without a fight."
After a pause, Ling Yun looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice:
"All the fellow Daoists of the Primordial Clan are aware of this, aren't they?"
Apart from Zhuge Qingtian, everyone else shook their heads.
Buddha smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist Ling, do you perhaps intend to monopolize the black crystal? What Primordial Clan? We have never even heard of them."
The Dao Ancestor also spoke:
“Fellow Daoist Ling, your words are a bit alarmist. Let’s not even talk about whether the Primordial Clan exists or not. Even if they do, so what? If they dare to invade us, we will make sure they never return.”
As for black crystals, that's utter nonsense; we've never seen them!
Ling Yun frowned slightly. It was one thing for the Buddha to object, but now even the Dao Ancestor was against it?
The Confucian Ancestor spoke up, "I share the same view as the Dao Ancestor. With the strength of our realm, we have no fear of any adversary, let alone the ethereal Primordial Clan."
When it comes to intrigue and scheming, what trick can escape our discerning eyes!
Both Kunpeng and the Black Dragon expressed the same opinion: neither wanted to hand over the black crystal.
They all harbored ambitions to become sacrificial immortals, and the powerful energy of the black crystal gave them a glimmer of hope.
Furthermore, they couldn't possibly have failed to deduce the existence of the Primordial Race.
Once the existence of the Primordial Race is acknowledged, it means that all the heavens and myriad realms will enter a state of war preparedness.
At that time, all civil wars and expansion will cease.
This was absolutely unacceptable to the Buddha, who aspired to unify all the heavens and worlds and obtain the power of the vows of all worlds to become a sacrificial immortal.
Although the founders of Taoism and Confucianism were enemies of Buddhism, in essence they were aligned with the Buddha's intentions.
"You cannot imagine the power of the Primordial Clan. If you continue your selfish conquests, the myriad realms will be destroyed by your hands sooner or later!"
The deity, unable to contain his anger any longer, roared.
The Buddha scoffed:
"If the Primordial Clan dares to come, I alone am enough to annihilate them!"
After saying that, he stood up and said:
"There's no need to discuss this further. This humble monk will take his leave!"
After the Buddha left, the Confucian Ancestor, Kunpeng, and other immortal emperors also departed.
Ling Yun, Zhuge Qingtian, and the God Lord exchanged a glance, all seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.
The three had no choice but to leave with the black crystal, but to their surprise, the Black Dragon Immortal Emperor actually chased after them.
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