The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 98 Moon Goddess's White Moonlight
In the Shatuo Realm, the Ice and Fire Phoenix stood at the door of the temple, looking at the colorful divine light of merit that filled the sky and swept across the entire realm.

The corpse of the god Jue was lying in the square outside the temple gate and was being cut into pieces by the saints of the ancestral spirit world.

"When the Holy Spirit God and I teamed up to kill the God of Jue, we only attracted a ray of merit divine light. When the Lord of No Way suppressed the person in the Void Tribulation Palace, the entire Heavenly Court was covered by the five-colored merit divine light. What a great merit this is." The Hunter God was very emotional. The Lord of Xu in the Temple of Destiny was also a legendary figure to him. The shock brought about by the suppression of such a legendary figure was unimaginable.

At least, after today, all the new gods born in the heavens and all realms in the past 100,000 years will probably regard Lord Wudao as an idol.

Yin Yuanchen stood at the foot of the holy mountain, holding a blood sword, looking at the light of merit in the sky. He clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, and worshiped the temple on the holy mountain.

He has completed the test given to him by the Lord Wudao. For several years, he had fought his way into the ancestral spirit world with only his sword, killing millions of the Rakshasa tribe and leaving rivers of blood. He also forced the emperor and goddess of the Tianluo Kingdom to flee in disgrace.

Xuan Yi trained him as a killing weapon since he was young. Now this killing weapon has become a speck of dust under the seat of the God of No Way. With his heart looking up to the sky, he heard thunder in silence and reached the top of the Saint King's Merit List in the midst of killing.

The battle of merit in the ancestral spirit world has ended, and the winner is Heaven.

Yin Yuanchen was originally born in the Heaven Realm, and later served under the Lord Wudao. On the battlefield of the Ancestral Spirit Realm, he killed three great princes of the Rakshasa tribe in succession, and single-handedly changed the course of the battle in the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

On the Merit List of All Worlds by the Milky Way, Lord Wudao alone dominates all worlds. On the Merit List of Saint Kings, which is relatively inconspicuous, his name, Yin Yuanchen, also hangs at the top.

Yin Yuanchen felt a cold gaze that was very familiar. He followed the gaze and saw the majestic and indifferent figure.

As the representative of the Heaven Realm to monitor the Kunlun Realm, the True God Xuanyi stayed in the Shatuo Realm for a long time to respond to the dispatches of the God Wudao at any time.

He withdrew his cold gaze and did not take Yin Yuanchen to heart. Bloodline was nothing but a hindrance to his progress and a burden. He could even kill his own son, so what was there to care about a grandson? It was nothing more than a loss of a sharp sword, and he could just find a replacement.

Yin Yuanchen looked at Xuan Yi's figure. Xuan Yi was still as high and mighty as before, like a god looking down on ants, but he still noticed some differences. Although Xuan Yi was high and mighty now, he could no longer do anything to him.

He suddenly smiled, and was very happy. His thoughts were clearer than ever before. The stagnant holy rules in his body instantly increased by millions, breaking through 99.9 million, and infinitely approaching the state of great perfection of the Holy King.

The five-colored divine light of merit lasted for a whole day before dissipating. This was certainly not an unusual phenomenon in the sky, but a means for the gods of the Temple of Merit to please him, the new head of the heavenly officials.

Inside the temple, Chen Ping took out the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin, and with a wave of his long sleeves, he opened the coffin lid.

Inside the coffin, the Moon Goddess' eyes were tightly closed. She was incredibly beautiful, with skin as white as ice and bones as if she were born naturally.

There is no shortage of beauties in the world, but most of them are beauties with bone structure. The bone structure and appearance of the Moon Goddess are undoubtedly the best in the world. Her wrists are as white as frost and her skin is whiter than snow. Even when she falls asleep, her cold and transcendent temperament has not diminished in the slightest.

Chen Ping used his magical power of creation, and the divine and holy energy between heaven and earth, as well as the original energy, all gathered together and transformed into rich vitality that was injected into the Moon Goddess' body.

With the infusion of energy from heaven and earth, the Moon Goddess's weak consciousness began to gradually revive, and the fluctuations of divine power on her body also became stronger.

After a while, her eyelids moved slightly, and her bright eyes finally opened again after a hundred thousand years.

She slowly stood up and walked out of the crystal coffin, her bare feet stepping on the ground of the temple. Even though her slender legs were covered by the plain white skirt, the spring light revealed was enough to arouse endless imagination.

When she was in the coffin, the Moon Goddess was as beautiful as ice, calm and serene. Now that she had awakened, her face was a little pale, which added a bit of softness to the bright moonlight and the white snow-capped mountains.

One glance can conquer a city, another glance can conquer a country, yet it is still difficult to describe the splendor before our eyes.

It was this kind of beauty that made the God of War Bian Zhuang a hundred thousand years ago say "To embrace the bright moon, I can lose the 80,000-mile Milky Way", and made all the gods in the world fascinated by it.

"Lord Wudao, what year is it tonight?" A pleasant and cold voice sounded.

"One hundred thousand years have passed since the divine war outside the Kunlun Realm. If Xu Fengjin hadn't hunted down the Mother Goddess Qiwada, I wouldn't have followed him into the Kunlun Realm, and I wouldn't have encountered you, the Moon Goddess, who was seriously injured and sleeping in your coffin."

"Xu Feng is a lustful devil. As soon as he saw the Moon Goddess, he naturally developed a desire to possess her. Fortunately, I used the methods left by the ancient strong men of Kunlun Realm to suppress him and snatched back the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin of the Moon Goddess from him. Although I suffered serious injuries as a result, since I was able to welcome back the Moon Goddess, these minor injuries are nothing to worry about." Chen Ping said seriously, without blushing at all.

The Moon Goddess took a moment to digest his words, and couldn't help but sigh, "I can't believe I've been asleep for a hundred thousand years. So much has changed, but the Unrighteous Divine Lord has remained the same, still as humorous as ever. Though he's powerful, he's no match for Xu Feng Jin. If I truly fall into his hands, how can I escape?"

Chen Ping coughed dryly and said, "A hundred thousand years in the east, a hundred thousand years in the west. Don't look down on a young and poor man. A hundred thousand years ago, I was no match for Xu Fengjin. How can I not surpass him a hundred thousand years later? This matter has been heard by all the worlds. The Moon God only needs to release his divine sense and he will know in an instant."

Seeing his serious expression, not one of pretense, the Moon Goddess, in her moment of suspicion, released her divine consciousness, sweeping across the Shatuo Heavenly Realm. A moment later, her expression brightened, and the cold, bright moonlight instantly gained a touch of color.

"Your Divine Lord's talent is truly unprecedented and truly admirable. Thank you so much for saving me. Without you, I'm afraid I would still be sleeping in the Kunlun Realm. When my divine power dissipates and the Yuanhui catastrophe arrives, I will only end up dead."

"Five kalpas, more than six hundred thousand years, countless generations of cultivators have dreamed of embracing the bright light of the moon. If Heaven loses the Moon Goddess, the myriad worlds will lose a great spectacle. Now we can save the gods and all living beings in the myriad worlds from a great regret." Chen Ping joked.

The Moon Goddess looked at the man in front of her. Compared to a hundred thousand years ago, in addition to being extremely talented, he also had the calmness and dominance of a king.

With just a glance of his divine sense, the Moon God already had a general idea of ​​the current situation of the Heavenly Court and the myriad worlds.

She also returned after 100,000 years. She was sleeping in a coffin and was rescued before she woke up. The young man in white in front of her first defeated the demon corpse of Shangzu, then defeated the master of the Five Elements Temple, and now he has suppressed Xu Fengjin, ascended to the head of the Heavenly Official, and ruled the world together with Haotian.

The Moon Goddess was an ancient god who had practiced for nearly five epochs. The two of them were cultivators of the same era. She was a man of truth and without moral principles, unrivaled in ancient and modern times, gifted by nature, and the ancestor of youth. These praises had been lingering in the Moon Goddess's ears since she was still a girl. They were legends, role models, and also a slight throbbing hidden in her heart during her youthful years.

One hundred thousand years ago, it was like a latent dragon emerging from the abyss and a young phoenix spreading its wings, entering the world of elegance for the first time.

A hundred thousand years later, when he looked again, he saw the sun beaming across the sky, illuminating the universe and towering over all living things. When he looked up again, the world was deserted, save for the three or two figures standing shoulder to shoulder, each one a hero of their time.

The current situation of Guanghan Realm truly makes the Moon Goddess sad, and the heroic deeds of her old friends before her are like the constant sun covering the bright moon, drowning out the bright moon's radiance and preventing it from shining on the world anymore.

"The Moon hangs high above the sea of ​​stars like the Guanghan Moon. For thousands of years, there are more than hundreds of millions of people admiring the moon.
With my delicate figure, I am but a frail woman on this bright moon. If it were not for the bitter coldness of the bright moon and the pure coldness of the osmanthus, no one could support the myriad races of this world of Guanghan. I only wish the title of Moon Goddess would fall to someone else."

"Although the bright moon is beautiful, it hangs high in the sky. It can only be admired from afar, not played with. This is my inevitable fate as the master of this world."

Chen Ping heard the alienation in the Moon God's words. Those who were free and unrestrained, upright, and honest were heroes, while those who were bound by ties and concerned, and who would do anything to achieve their goals, were emperors. A hero saved one person, while an emperor saved the world. The Moon God was the master of Guanghan, the supreme ruler of a realm. He carried the lives of a vast world on his shoulders, far more than an emperor's concerns.

"Although Guanghan is big, it is just a world. A world is not very vast for gods, and the people of a world can be protected by Wuliang. I am the head of the heavenly officials and the most respected god in the world. Can't I protect the Guanghan world?" Chen Ping asked.

The Moon Goddess simply shook her head and turned her gaze towards the Milky Way outside the Divine Palace.

If she was willing to be someone's vassal, the God of War Bian Zhuang on the Milky Way would have already embraced Mingyue in his arms. Mingyue in the Guanghan Realm also had her own pride. How could it be so easy for her to be someone's vassal, wife or concubine?

Chen Ping understood what was happening and sighed softly, "So, I've lost the blessing of embracing the bright moon."

His words were very straightforward, and even the cold and aloof Moon Goddess couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The Moon Goddess took a deep breath, half angry, half angry, "Your Majesty is devoted to the Dao, untainted by right and wrong, and uninvolved in the mundane world. How could you be so frivolous to me today?"

Chen Ping was somewhat stunned. If the Moon Goddess had said that he was lustful and a sex-obsessed devil, he could have accepted it. After all, this person had been established for six hundred thousand years and had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. However, the Moon Goddess insisted that he was not tainted by the worldly affairs and was devoted to the Tao, which was beyond his expectation.

"Everyone says that truth is without moral principles and is full of romanticism. Why is it that only when I hear the Moon God's words do I become someone who is wholeheartedly devoted to the truth?"

There was something complicated in the Moon Goddess's eyes. Those years hidden deep in her memory resurfaced at this moment. Perhaps it was the journey between life and death that made her feel differently. When her emotions reached her, she no longer hid the secrets deep in her heart.

"If the Lord God is truly romantic, how can there be a Moon God in this world?"

"That year, within the Guanghan Realm, beneath the laurel tree, the Divine Lord was still a Saint King. He spent seven days meditating under the tree god's canopy, achieving perfection in his Dao and reaching the state of Saint King Great Perfection. What a graceful demeanor!

I'm afraid the God doesn't remember that back then, there was a young girl beneath the canopy, with eyes full of autumnal beauty."

Chen Ping's body trembled, and he was greatly shocked.

No? They say the bright moon shines brightly across the universe, but he is the white moonlight in Mingyue's heart?
"After leaving Guanghan, the God Sovereign spread his wings like a young phoenix and soared into the sky. Although a lot of gossip about the God Sovereign was spread in the Ten Thousand Worlds later, after careful investigation, I found that the so-called lust and pleasure-seeking was nothing more than a layer of protection that the God Sovereign painted for himself. The only thing that truly made the God Sovereign unswerving was the path of seeking the truth." The Moon Goddess' voice was filled with a bit of resentment, a bit of nostalgia, and a bit of sadness.

When these words fell into Chen Ping's heart, it was like a stone falling into a calm lake or a tiger roaring in a deep ravine, causing ripples.

Is there anyone in the world who really understands him?

(End of this chapter)