Chapter 907: Divine Connection

Chapter 907: Divine Connection

"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a blinding golden light shot out from the battlefield, streaking toward Ning Xiaochuan's location. With his enhanced vision, Ning Xiaochuan could make out a figure clad in crimson kasaya within the golden radiance.
It was a Buddhist Saint from the Western Buddhist Realm, a cultivator of the Supreme Realm, now grievously wounded in his battle against the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor and fleeing for his life.
The Buddhist Saint's chest had been pierced by some sharp weapon, leaving a gaping bloody hole the size of a plate, his organs and bones clearly visible. His body was in tatters, his life hanging by a thread.
A massive demonic claw pursued him relentlessly, closing in with each passing moment, its five talons spreading wide as it prepared to rend him apart.
The Buddhist Saint fled even more desperately, burning the Supreme Blood within his body. With resolute determination, he growled, "Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor, this old monk will fight you to the death—Golden Body Soul Burn!"
He sought to detonate his Golden Body, but the demonic claw gave him no chance. Before his Golden Body could explode, he was sucked into the Tower of Suppression, suppressed by its immense power.
The Tower of Suppression spun twice in the void before returning to the battlefield.
A Supreme Realm Buddhist Saint… captured so effortlessly by the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor…
Witnessing this, Ning Xiaochuan was deeply shaken. If things continued like this, even if all the human Supreme cultivators detonated their Divine Infants, they likely still wouldn’t be able to kill the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor.
This was nothing short of a one-sided slaughter!
"Little Red, go find Xiao Ling'er and Xin'er immediately. Leave this place, as far as possible."
Ning Xiaochuan released his Merge state with Little Red, gently patting her slender shoulder.
Little Red had grown tall, nearly matching Ning Xiaochuan’s height. She asked, "What are you staying behind for? The Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor is terrifying—even the combined might of the human Supreme cultivators can’t defeat her. Let’s escape together. If we leave the Tianxu Continent, she might not be able to reach us."
Ning Xiaochuan shook his head. "You go first. Don’t worry about me."
Only after repeated urging and assurances that he would be fine did Little Red reluctantly leave.
Ning Xiaochuan then used the Divine Connection Path to reach out to Sui Hanyu’s Divine Soul. "Master, this time I must borrow your Divine Power!"
Yet, between heaven and earth, Sui Hanyu’s Divine Soul remained silent.
Unless Ning Xiaochuan truly faced life or death, she would never lend him her Divine Power.
"Since Master refuses to respond, don’t blame this disciple for disrespecting you again."
Ning Xiaochuan seemed to make a bold decision—to force Sui Hanyu’s Divine Soul to emerge.
The best way was to provoke her.
He retrieved a scroll and unfurled it, revealing a divine portrait of Sui Hanyu. The image was exquisitely lifelike, every line breathtakingly beautiful.
"Whoosh!"
Before Ning Xiaochuan could act, Sui Hanyu’s Divine Soul instantly descended upon the scroll. A woman identical to Sui Hanyu stepped out of the painting, standing before Ning Xiaochuan.
The scroll that originally depicted Sui Hanyu's portrait had turned blank.
She had actually stepped out of the painting...
Sui Hanyu appeared no different from a True Human Realm cultivator, indistinguishable from a mere Divine Soul. It could be said that this was Ning Xiaochuan's first true encounter with her.
This beautiful Divine Master was exceptionally aloof, exuding an unapproachable aura. Her eyes were particularly sharp, like two Sword Beams capable of piercing through one's heart.
"Greetings, Master." Ning Xiaochuan bowed respectfully with cupped hands.
Sui Hanyu stood straight, even more stunning than the Divine Statue in the painting, resembling a legendary celestial maiden.
She spoke sternly to Ning Xiaochuan, "Do you wish to disrespect your master a second time?"
Ning Xiaochuan replied, "This time, your disciple truly requires your assistance."
"I know what this is about. You must understand that one should act only within the limits of their own strength. Since your power is no match for the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor, you should leave immediately and not interfere in the conflict between the Human Race and the Demonic Beast Race."
"Moreover, as the Annihilation Path's Successor, you should not be shackled by so-called emotions, nor should you believe in notions of racial righteousness. In the eyes of the Annihilation Path's Successor, all living beings in this world are enemies." Sui Hanyu stood with her hands behind her back, her posture rigid and devoid of any trace of human warmth.
Ning Xiaochuan argued, "If all living beings are enemies, why does the Annihilation Path continue to be passed down? Are you and I also enemies?"
Sui Hanyu fixed him with a deep gaze. "This time, I can lend you a portion of my Divine Power, but only for one hour. Moreover, the power I lend you will be equal to that of the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor. If you can defeat her within that time under the same conditions, it will serve as excellent training for you."
Ning Xiaochuan's heart swelled with joy. "One hour is more than enough!"
Sui Hanyu added, "Ning Xiaochuan, the reason I insist on waiting until you are on the brink of Life-and-Death Tribulation before lending you my power is to ensure you grow independently, without relying on others. Once you learn to depend on external strength, personal growth becomes difficult."
"Your disciple understands. In the future, even if I face a Life-and-Death Tribulation, I will strive to resolve it with my own power and refrain from borrowing your Divine Power lightly."
Sui Hanyu nodded. "Your words are enough."
"Whoosh!"
Sui Hanyu transformed into a streak of light, flying directly into Ning Xiaochuan's brow and merging with him.
A power no weaker than that of the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor emerged from Ning Xiaochuan's Heaven-Earth Divine Infant, spreading through every drop of blood, every fiber of flesh, every tendon, and every bone in his body.
"Hmm?"
Sui Hanyu's voice echoed from within Ning Xiaochuan's mind, tinged with surprise. "Ning Xiaochuan, where did you obtain that White Bone Bead within your Heaven-Earth Divine Infant?"
"I acquired it by chance. Does Master know its origins? I also obtained a Mystic Beast Mirror, forged from white Bone Leaves, which seems to share the same source as the White Bone Bead." Ning Xiaochuan retrieved the Mystic Beast Mirror, holding it in his hand.
Sui Hanyu said, "Indeed, they have extraordinary origins. The White Bone Bead, the Mystic Beast Mirror... every single bone artifact is exceptionally precious. Even if they appeared in the Divine River Civilization, they would incite fierce competition among the gods. If one could gather all the bone artifacts together..."
Suddenly, Sui Hanyu paused mid-sentence, then continued, "Some things are better left unknown for now. Just remember this: if beings from the Divine River Civilization arrive on the Tianxu Continent in the near future, you must never reveal the White Bone Bead or the Mystic Beast Mirror."
"Additionally, after borrowing my power, you can now activate some of the White Bone Bead's abilities. Once that power is unleashed, it can rival a Quasi-God Artifact."
Ning Xiaochuan was astonished by the White Bone Bead's immense significance. This is truly incredible.
He began to ponder, "If I take action against the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor, the entire Demonic Beast Race will learn that I’m a human spy, the one orchestrating the plot against her. Once the creatures of the Northern Wilderness realize this, they will be consumed by anger's fire and inevitably take their rage out on the humans of the Yu Lan Empire."
"No, I can’t expose my identity yet."
Being misunderstood by his fellow human cultivators, even by those he once loved and called friends, was undeniably painful.
Yet, Ning Xiaochuan had to steel his heart. He couldn’t reveal the truth—not when so many lives depended on his secrecy.
"Then... I fight!"
Ning Xiaochuan retrieved a black orb the size of a fist and channeled True Essence into it.
Crack!
The orb shattered, transforming into countless pieces of armor that encased his entire body, concealing his aura completely.
This was a set of Divine Blood Armor, one of two he had seized from Mad True Human and Hong Lie. He had kept them with him ever since.
Once clad in the Divine Blood Armor, as long as Ning Xiaochuan didn’t voluntarily disclose his name, no one would recognize his true identity.
The battle at the Divine Prodigy Palace had already shaken the entire Central Land World, its outcome tied to countless human lives.
Many human cultivators had gathered in cities near the Divine Prodigy Palace, anxiously awaiting updates.
News of one Supreme Realm human cultivator after another falling in battle plunged them into despair, as if doomsday had arrived. Where was hope to be found?
If all the human Supreme Realm experts perished, the demonic beast armies would overrun the land. The Central Land World, the entire Tianxu Continent, would become a slaughterhouse, and the Human Race would face total annihilation.
"The Second World Master attempted Mutual Destruction with the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor, detonating his Divine Infant, but failed to deal her a significant blow," reported a True Human Realm human expert, delivering the latest grim update.
"Another mighty human Supreme has fallen!"
A somber, mournful atmosphere enveloped the ancient cities as human cultivators grappled with the devastating news.
The Moon Goddess, Princess Qianxi, Tang Shuyao, the Divine Son of the Nine Ruins Sacred Land, Ouyang Chengde, and other disciples of the Divine Prodigy Palace had also fled to one such city. Upon hearing the reports, they fell into silence, their hearts sinking into the abyss.
Before long, another piece of devastating news arrived: "The Great Compassion Saint from the Tianlong Temple of the Western Buddhist Realm has been captured by the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor and imprisoned in the Tower of Suppression. Following the Second World Master, yet another Supreme Realm cultivator of the Human Race has fallen."
Ouyang Chengde gritted his teeth in fury and declared, "It's all Ning Xiaochuan's fault—that wretched traitor! He actually gifted the Demon Tower to the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor. If not for that, with the Demon Tower's suppression over the Demonic Beast Race, our Human Race's Supreme cultivators would never have been so utterly powerless!"
"Exactly! The deaths of our Human Race's Supreme cultivators are entirely because of Ning Xiaochuan—because of the Human Slayer King! He is a sinner of our race... He must be cursed for all eternity!"
Many Human Race cultivators were overwhelmed with grief, kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly as they mourned the fallen Supreme cultivators. At the same time, they cursed the traitor of their race—the Human Slayer King.
For the Human Race, this day was undoubtedly one of darkness, as if dawn would never come again. After this day, some names would be engraved on monuments, forever praised by future generations, while others would be recorded in history books, reviled by humanity for ages to come.
As the saying goes: The best and the worst create history, while the mediocre merely perpetuate the race.