Jiang Wang didn’t care whether Qing Wang truly believed the story of the world-destroying demon dragon; he only cared if the power of the Wang clan was actually being exerted.

Where are there so many unforgettable old friendships and unchanging old feelings?

In the past years of fighting in the floating land world, battling in underground caves, and competing in the life-and-death game, those who were nostalgic said a word about the Qing Huo tribe gaining Wang authority by relying on star generals. Those who were cold said each took what they needed.

These are all normal human emotions.

Four years is enough time to accommodate huge changes.

Power and profit are also enough to allow any changes to occur.

Jiang Wang could understand.

The history of the floating land world is long; he was just a hurried passerby.

The current cage fight with Ao Kui is the only important thing.

He didn’t need to consider whether Qing Wang was sincere, nor should he care about Ji Huo Yu Ling’s intentions.

But… would the pessimism shown by Ji Huo Yu Ling affect his struggle with Ao Kui?

If it were the Jiang Wang of a few years ago, he might have immediately rushed out of the palace, not resting until he clarified the truth. The Jiang Wang of today, however, just smiled faintly and continued his itinerary of visiting the fire temple.

If Ji Huo Yu Ling could say it, or was willing to say it, there was no need for him, this Mister Lin Chuan, to ask.

Of course, he would clarify the truth, but there was no need to rush at this moment, nor was there a need to be so simple and crude.

With Qing Wang personally leading the way, the fire temple was naturally wide open.

The newly appointed witch priest, like the former Qing Huo Qi Ming, let down his long hair and wore an exaggerated mask. The tassels hanging down from his ears were red, like two strands of floating fire.

His attitude was neither warm nor distant; in any case, he followed orders and acted, standard and proper.

“How many sheets of the ‘Chuang Shi Shu’ have been collected in total?”

Inside the fire temple, which was far grander and vaster than the initial one, Jiang Wang got straight to the point.

The new witch priest, named Qing Huo Guan Wen, had a voice that wasn’t very young: “Seven sheets in total.”

“So few?”

“The Qing Huo tribe’s fire temple originally had two pages of the ‘Chuang Shi Shu’. After gaining Wang authority, we collected many ‘Chuang Shi Shu’. But most are duplicates; only five sheets have new content.”

“May I see them?” Jiang Wang asked.

The witch priest looked at Qing Wang, who said loudly: “Mister Lin Chuan is a great benefactor to the Qing Huo tribe. The Qing Huo tribe has no secrets from him. What he wants to see, just let him see it!”

Immediately, the witch priest led the way. Jiang Wang and Qing Wang walked side by side towards the book storage room.

The vast fire temple was empty and deserted. Usually, besides the witch priest, no one else came. The sound of their three pairs of footsteps was very clear. The sound waves rippled infinitely far in the heard world, bringing Jiang Wang intelligence about sounds.

Underground rooms, pavilions, hidden compartments…

The fire temple was different from other places.

The walls, the floor tiles, everywhere were painted with strange-shaped fire beasts.

Jiang Wang’s first time here, he still didn’t know much. Now he could vaguely see some clues. These strange-shaped fire beasts… quite resembled the Yin demons of the border wilderness and also the evil views of the disaster water.

He thought again of discussing the floating land with Ruan Qu, the supervisor of the Da Qi Qin Tian Jian, initially. Ruan Qu had said at the time that the floating land world was suspected to be a tomb world. He also left a knife coin, telling Jiang Wang that if he had the chance to go there again, he could contact him.

Could it be that the star divination master Ruan Qu had calculated at that time that he would one day return to the floating land?

It was a pity that the knife coin was later shattered in his decisive battle with Zhang Lin Chuan. Ruan Qu didn’t know if he was worried about being called by him every day to help with other things, and didn’t supplement it…

Otherwise, he would certainly rub that knife coin until it smoked now.

If Ruan Qu arrived, what more could Ao Kui say?

Lost in thought, the three had already walked in front of a stone room.

Very obviously, Qing Wang was not very familiar with this place either, looking left and right along the way.

In front of the thick stone door, the witch priest held a turtle shell in one hand and an ox horn in the other. With his left hand up and his right hand down, and his legs apart, he danced an ancient, absurd dance.

The lamp fire swayed.

Distorted shadows on the stone walls bared their teeth and claws, accompanied by a low, hoarse chant of completely incomprehensible lyrics, which was very strange.

There was a secret power flowing.

Qing Wang remained silent, while Jiang Wang stood steady as a mountain.

The stone door slowly opened—

It wasn’t the kind of book storage room Jiang Wang imagined, and even the “books” were different from what he imagined.

In the light of totems emitting flame light, the stone room inside was very bright.

Inside the huge and empty stone room, various beast-shaped stone platforms stood like a forest. The bases were square, carved with insect-repelling and moisture-proof totems. Between the base and the stone support, some were coiled by snakes at the top, while others were lifted by deer antlers.

Most of the stone platforms were empty. On only a few stone platforms, there were mud board books about two spans long and one span wide, placed flatly.

The “Chuang Shi Shu” of the floating land world was originally text carved on mud boards!

It also conformed to the ancient style of creation myths.

The language of the floating land was similar to the language of Jing Country, which was very close to the Dao language, and their text was also like this. So, four years ago, Jiang Wang, who was still in the Teng Long realm, could communicate without hindrance when he came here.

Now that he was already in the Shen Lin realm, he could communicate freely no matter where he went in the myriad worlds. This was because he could already speak the Dao language, write Dao characters, and declare the Dao to the myriad worlds.

But the characters on these mud board books were different, strangely twisted, wandering like tadpoles. They themselves had no divine intent, did not hide Dao rhyme, and were unable to be understood by seeking meaning.

Jiang Wang looked at the witch priest.

The witch priest explained: “This is the text of the creation god. Only truly wise and profound witch priests can correctly interpret its meaning.”

Jiang Wang bowed his head in courtesy: “Thank you for your trouble, honored one.”

Qing Wang urged from the side: “Quickly read it to Mister Lin Chuan.”

This was the first stone platform on the left after entering the door. There were not many characters on the mud board book. The witch priest slowly read: “In the northwest there is a divine person, lacking in the blue sky.”

Jiang Wang frowned: “What does that mean?”

Some sentences, when placed in different contexts, have completely different meanings. He had not yet read the “Chuang Shi Shu” and could not interpret it lightly.

The witch priest said: “Regarding this one, there are two interpretations. The first says that in the northwest direction of the floating land, there is a divine person who has punched a hole in the blue sky. The second says that in the northwest direction of the floating land, there is a divine person who has descended into this world through the door above the blue sky. We generally believe the first interpretation, that the divine person lacking in the blue sky is the ancestor of the Rui Jin tribe, Rui Jin Yu Feng. Before this ‘Chuang Shi Shu’ appeared and was successfully interpreted, the Rui Jin tribe did indeed have legends of their ancestor Rui Jin Yu Feng breaking through the sky multiple times and going deep into the universe and returning. That lack in the blue sky is just the path of Rui Jin Yu Feng’s coming and going.”

Lacking in the blue sky, going deep into the universe?

Doubts arose in Jiang Wang’s heart. It was only after reaching the Shen and Ming realms that he dared to say he had the qualifications to roam the universe, but even then he wouldn’t wander willfully, going deep into the universe, because the vast universe held truly immeasurable and unpredictable risks. This was still based on the premise that beings of the current world could go to the myriad worlds without falling in realm. Beings from other worlds usually fell in realm immediately upon crossing realms.

Among the strong people he knew, only Senior Guan Yan and Senior Xiao Fan strolled in the myriad worlds all day.

Senior Guan Yan had this strength! And was free.

In any place outside the current world, as long as the Jade Heng star shone, the Jade Heng Star Lord could maintain peak combat power. And on the main Jade Heng star, the Jade Heng Star Lord’s combat power surpassed the peak.

If the legend of the Rui Jin tribe was true, then Rui Jin Yu Feng’s strength should be no less than the Dong Zhen level.

But this contradicted his judgment of the power levels in the floating land world.

“What counts as lacking in the blue sky!” Qing Wang spoke at this time, looking very disdainful: “Our ancestor of the Qing Huo tribe, however, was the first being to use dance to celebrate the birth of the floating land after the creation god created the world!”

Jiang Wang said untimely: “Then you should be the Dance tribe, how is it the Qing Huo tribe?”

Qing Wang’s expression was very complex: “…The ancestor danced around the first bonfire of the floating land world. The people of the Rui Jin tribe aren’t called the Sky-breaking tribe either.”

Jiang Wang indicated that it was very reasonable, and then curiously asked the witch priest: “The dance that the witch priest adult danced earlier, was it the dance that the ancestor of the Qing Huo tribe danced in front of the first bonfire?”

The witch priest shook his head: “That is the Wish World Dance. It is said to have infinite power, but it has been lost. The dance I just danced was a free dance, just enough to resonate with the town-sealing totem of this stone room.”

Jiang Wang vaguely felt that the dance the witch priest danced and the wish song he sang seemed to be a kind of power system. It could merge with the totem cultivation system and unleash stronger power.

But he hadn’t known strong enough witch priests, so he couldn’t get a clearer or more intuitive judgment. Qing Huo Qi Ming was really weak. The strength of the new witch priest in front of him was also average, around the level of four fire lines.

Wish prayer dance, sacrifice song, legends circulating in various tribes…

As he understood more and more about the floating land world, this world didn’t quickly fade its veil, but instead became more and more mysterious and complex.

Knowing more, he only saw more unknown parts.

If this was really a tomb world, then what was buried here? And why would there be such vibrant life?

Qing Wang suddenly slapped his thigh: “Wrong!”

Both Jiang Wang and the witch priest looked at him.

He had a kind of excited look on his face, as if he had finally figured it out: “Isn’t the life-and-death game in the northwest direction? Didn’t Mister Lin Chuan descend through the point star general? This page of the ‘Chuang Shi Shu’ is fundamentally not recording some Rui Jin Yu Feng, but Mister Zhang Lin Chuan! It should be interpreted according to the second explanation, that in the northwest direction of the world, the divine person Zhang Lin Chuan descended through the door above the blue sky, and the next step is to save the world!”

His excitement was not entirely exaggerated.

If the “Chuang Shi Shu” could truly be interpreted in this way, it would help him find the correctness of the matter of “sparing no effort to support Zhang Lin Chuan” in terms of law and reason, and it would also be a kind of consolidation of Wang authority.

Moreover, didn’t Mister Lin Chuan say? The mission of this trip is to help him, Qing Wang, become the savior!

The divine person, after all, has to go back to being a god. He, Qing Huo Heng, is the master of the floating land world.

Jiang Wang’s scalp tingled a little.

Zhang Lin Chuan was accustomed to playing with faith. A “Wu Sheng Jing” poisoned how many people in the current world.

The people of the floating land talk about Zhang Lin Chuan every day here. Could they have been summoned by that guy from the source sea, also having signed a Wang authority contract?

Qing Wang also closed his mouth.

The witch priest had already silently walked to the second stone platform and at this time opened his mouth to read: “The creation god’s name is empty. God chopped off his left foot, as the floating land. Broke his right foot, as the myriad spirits.”

Hearing roughly this passage from Qing Huo Qi Ming, Jiang Wang continued to walk towards the third stone platform.

The witch priest read: “The eternal calamity of calamities, the extreme evil of evils. One exists forever, one destroys forever.”

Perhaps this page could correspond to Ji Huo Yu Ling’s pessimism?

It was a pity that it described too little to be interpreted. Such a large mud board book, only these few words! Was it a waste of effort to write a few more words?

Jiang Wang spoke and asked: “What is the eternal calamity of calamities, and what is the extreme evil of evils?”

The witch priest shook his head: “I also don’t know. The answer may be in other remaining pages.”

Jiang Wang was thoughtful.

Qing Wang slapped his thigh again: “This eternal calamity of calamities, the extreme evil of evils, couldn’t it be the world-destroying demon dragon?! If it is eliminated, this world will exist forever. If it eliminates this world, this world will cease to be forever… it all matches up!”

Jiang Wang subconsciously thought of telling Qing Wang not to make trouble, but then realized he couldn’t stop this guy from making trouble. If destroying the world wasn’t a calamity, wasn’t evil, then what was the eternal calamity of calamities and the extreme evil of evils?

How could his claim of saving the world be self-consistent?

“Ah… yes. What the king says is very reasonable. We must work together to prevent the calamity from occurring.” Jiang Wang’s expression became solemn: “Originally, my descent into this world to help you become the true savior was destined by heaven, foretold by the ‘Chuang Shi Shu’! Heaven has bestowed a great task upon this, King, you must strive harder.”

Qing Wang was full of ambition, his entire state of being much more spirited: “What regrets would I have in saving the world and saving people?!”

The witch priest continued to read the fourth sheet of the mud board book collected in the stone room: “The world has dimensions, dimensions in…”

“Dimensions in what?” Jiang Wang asked.

The witch priest shook his head again: “I also don’t know. The witch priest of the original Tu tribe only interpreted it up to here.”

Jiang Wang could only regretfully give up: “Then look at the next one.”

“We can only look, but we can’t read them,” the witch priest said.

“Didn’t you say that seven sheets of mud board books with different content have been collected in total? Where are the remaining three sheets?”

“They haven’t been interpreted.”

Jiang Wang really wanted to ask him what he did all day. But after all, he was polite: “What does the witch priest adult usually busy with?”

The witch priest named Qing Huo Guan Wen said as a matter of course: “Interpreting the text of the creation god, I may not have this ability. The two mud board books left in the fire temple of our Qing Huo tribe were all interpreted by Qing Huo Zhu Shu. The third sheet I read to you was interpreted by the witch priest of the Tie Mu tribe. The fourth sheet was collected by the original Tu tribe for so many years and only half was interpreted.”

Qing Huo Zhu Shu was the witch priest before Qing Huo Qi Ming, and also Qing Huo Qi Ming’s foster father. He was claimed to be the strongest witch priest in the successive generations of the Qing Huo tribe. Inheriting the legacy of the successive generations of Qing Huo tribe witch priests, he preliminarily completed the existence of the “You Zhi Totem”!

“Speaking of adult Zhu Shu’s strength, what level did he reach?” Jiang Wang looked at Qing Wang and said: “How does he compare to the King?”

This question was very important, helpful for him to clarify the power levels of this world.

Qing Wang said quite seriously: “Adult Zhu Shu was able to transform his body into a totem spirit very early on and repel the Jing Shui tribe witch priest Jing Shui Cheng Yan. But after that, he never made a move again. I also don’t know what level he precisely reached before leaping into You Tian. I think it was far beyond mine.”

Initially, Qing Huo Gao Chi had eight fire lines, and was still lacking a head to completely transform into flame and transform into a body totem spirit – this was equivalent to the power level of Shen Lin.

The Jing Shui tribe was the tribe that Li Feng Yao initially served as a star general, which was the first among the water tribes of the floating land world. The witch priest of this tribe was also not weak in strength.

If Qing Huo Zhu Shu was able to defeat this person very early on, and then some years later complete the You Zhi Totem, could he have already reached Dong Zhen? Seeing the essence of the world clearly, understanding some cruel truths, hence leaving those despairing words and leaping into You Tian to commit suicide?

But if a world allows that level of strong people to appear, that level of strong people will certainly appear. Because the floating land has so many tribes, has vast numbers of people, and a long history, enough for all possibilities that should happen to occur.

If this world had strong people at the Dong Zhen level, then how could it allow Ao Kui to lock the world?

“What is the realm above totem spirit?” Jiang Wang asked.

Qing Wang said full of longing: “It is the totem holy spirit. It is said that reaching that kind of realm can share the authority of the origin totem.”

The origin totem is the foundation of the floating land world!

This sharing of authority may be extraordinary.

For example, if one can share the authority of the fire totem, then in this realm, all fire lines can be controlled.

Judging only from the description of this sentence, the realm of totem holy spirit sounds up to almost surpassing a true god, possessing a part of the might of the Yang God…

Jiang Wang asked again: “Have there been people in history who reached the realm of totem holy spirit?”

Qing Wang looked at the witch priest, who said: “There have been legends, but they are all legends, true or false is hard to distinguish. I haven’t seen one personally anyway.”

Jiang Wang no longer said anything, silently looked through the seven mud board books collected in the stone room, copying them one by one with his Ru Meng Ling. He planned to let the people from the repair society in Bai Yu Jing research them together. Heaven’s proud sons should have the abilities of heaven’s proud sons, right? They can recognize characters, right?

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