Immortality from Taming Elephant

She recognized Murong Zhen’s current state.

Murong Zhen gently raised his hand, his movements slow and graceful.

"Apostle under the Pain Spirit God, Murong Zhen, has met with Miss Chu Monarch of Moon God Manor."

Chu Monarch remained expressionless, her eyes carrying a hint of apprehension.

Every Ancient God has its unique symbols and sources of power, but undoubtedly, each symbol is hard for an ordinary person in this world to accept.

The Pain Spirit God—just the name indicates the source of Ancient God’s power behind Murong Zhen.

"So, you are indeed the source of the projection’s arrival in the Purple Moon Cave?"

Chu Monarch spoke.

Murong Zhen’s expression remained calm, "My God wants to descend upon Hongze; this is just the first step of the divine miracle’s arrival."

Chu Monarch sneered, "Seeking Sainthood is seeking Sainthood; you don’t need to look so loyal and devoted, it’s sickening."

Murong Zhen’s face twitched slightly.

He was clearly hit where it hurt by Chu Monarch’s words.

In fact, he had been stuck in the Semi-Saint realm for nearly a thousand years, driven to near madness in pursuit of Sainthood.

The news of a chance for Sainthood in the Fallen Star Valley was seen as a lifeline by him. Despite staying there for many years, he had not found the opportunity for Sainthood, but by a stroke of luck, he came into contact with an ancient Ancient God.

In order to achieve Sainthood, he didn’t hesitate to become an apostle of the Ancient God, providing the coordinates of Hongze to the Pain Spirit God situated among the stars.

As for the reason behind the projection’s arrival in the Purple Moon Cave,

He honestly did not know.

However, from previous contacts, he vaguely sensed that this Ancient God seemed to have some connections with Han Cuo.

Whether friend or foe, he couldn’t discern.

Nor did he care.

But a supreme Ancient God is enough to grant him the opportunity for Sainthood, and that’s all that matters.

...

In the Holy Fall Land.

Xu Guang frowned as he looked at the bull-headed creature in the distance.

According to the token handed to him by Chu Monarch, this should be the Holy Fall Land of the predecessor from Moon God Manor.

The monster before him was formed from the saintly aura and demonic thought, similar to the three-eyed flood dragon and three-headed monster he had seen before.

However...

This creature seemed to have intelligence.

Especially when Xu Guang took out the token given by Chu Monarch, its gaze towards him carried a faint curiosity.

While cautiously extracting the Killing Tower, ready at any moment to suppress the monster before him, he carefully surveyed his surroundings.

After confirming the creature held no malice toward him, he tentatively entered the cave behind the monster.

There was no corpse, but there was something else.

A ring engraved with the emblem of Moon God Manor.

Vaguely, Xu Guang sensed an impending crisis.

Instinctively, he took out the token handed to him by Chu Monarch.

All in the cave fell silent.

Completely different from before.

Xu Guang fell into contemplative thought.

The strength of a Saint determines the strength of the backup they can leave behind after death.

Very reasonable.

Extracting the item, Xu Guang carefully left.

Then...

He was taken aback by the bull-headed creature.

It was crouching at the entrance of the cave, its clear eyes bearing a hint of curiosity.

Xu Guang’s heart stirred; this creature... it might truly possess intelligence.

He wondered whether it could become his ally.

In this Holy Fall Land, many Saints have fallen; if aided by this creature, obtaining items left by those Saints would be an immense fortune.

...

"So, what is your purpose in coming to see me?"

Chu Monarch inquired.

In the past of Hongze, there have been many apostles of Ancient Gods from the stars. Perhaps they are here to accomplish the Ancient God’s ascension, maybe to provide coordinates of Hongze to ancient Ancient Gods in the starry skies, or possibly to fulfill certain personal aspirations.

In short, everyone has their purposes.

Murong Zhen has hidden for so many years, appearing before me must carry his own intentions.

A strange smile appeared on Murong Zhen’s face.

His smile was peculiar; clearly smiling, yet devoid of any emotional fluctuation, like a false smile.

He slowly began to speak, his voice no longer the elderly voice of Murong Zhen, but a blend of countless echoes, neither male nor female, directly resonating within the soul.

"In pain, witness my God."

Then, Chu Monarch felt everything around her change. It wasn’t a change of space, but of time!

Time seemed to transform from a calmly flowing long river into a torrent waterfall, rushing wildly, irresistibly forward!

In a fleeting moment, Chu Monarch felt as if she had undergone a long baptism of time.

Her complexion changed dramatically; in this wash of time’s river, she vaguely perceived that in the depths of the unseen, an ancient and terrifying presence had set its gaze upon her!

... What appeared before her was actually Murong Zhen!?

Chu Monarch squinted her eyes, slightly surprised.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Murong Zhen was utterly different from before.

Ancient and obscure, it seemed non-human and otherworldly, his eyes deep and emotionless.

As he walked, gray mist parted around him, countless pale flames burning and crawling before him.

"Ancient God’s Apostle."

Chu Monarch slowly spoke.