Archean Eon Art c1-766

by I Eat Tomatoes, Wo Chi Xi Hong Shi, 我吃西红柿

  “How is that possible?” Meng Tiange asked anxiously.

  “Archean Mountain just informed me that Demon Sage Yellow Oscillate killed him outside Windflow City,” said Bai Yaoyue.

  The purple-robed Mi Yu couldn’t help but say, “Archean Mountain is really useless. They already made a deal with our Black Sand Grotto-Heaven. They even accepted our 3,000 iron stone beasts, but they couldn’t even keep Xue Feng alive!”

  “According to Archean Mountain’s explanation, they had already given Xue Feng a protective bracelet refined by Imperial Lord Undying. Although Yellow Oscillate is a fifth Firmament demon monarch body after its possession, it can still unleash the strength of a newly-advanced Creation Supremacy. In a few seconds, it struck out repeatedly. The strength contained in the protective bracelet was exhausted, and Xue Feng lost his life.”

  Meng Tiange sighed and said, “Xue Feng is ultimately a Marquis Godfiend. Such a treasure will only produce limited strength if only his Darkstar Quintessential Essence is powering it. He can only rely on the bracelet’s strength.”

  “It took so many years for our Black Sand lineage to find a genius that can become a Supremacy.” Mi Yu was somewhat angry. “Archean Mountain is nothing but trash. Since we made a deal, they should’ve protected Xue Feng’s life as best they could. For example, let Xue Feng stay on the mountain and not guard cities.”

  “They didn’t manage to protect Xue Feng, but they took away 3,000 iron stone beasts,” said Meng Tiange coldly. “It’s not easy for our Halberd Hall to refine 3,000 iron stone beasts. Archean Mountain needs to answer to us.”

  “They are now acting thick-skinned and refuse to return the 3,000 iron stone beasts,” said Bai Yaoyue coldly. “However, they have to give us a satisfactory explanation.”

  “I’ll never be satisfied now that Xue Feng is dead,” said Mi Yu angrily.

  Black Sand Grotto-Heaven’s style was completely different from that of Archean Mountain.

  Archean Mountain disciples were relatively free to do what they wanted. Disciples with similar strength had relatively equal status. As for Black Sand Grotto-Heaven, its rules were strict and harsh. The internal hierarchy was also strict and unforgiving. Xue Feng would have enjoyed a higher status in Black Sand Grotto-Heaven, giving him many special privileges. It was even possible that he wouldn’t have needed to do anything too dangerous. They would arrange some relatively easier missions for him. They would only let him roam free when they were certain that he had enough strength to protect himself.

  “Since we’ve lost him, so be it.” Bai Yaoyue shook her head. “Let’s nurture our disciples ourselves.”

  “At the end of the day, it’s all because of the ordinary demon monarchs,” said Meng Tiange with a frown. “With one million ordinary demon monarchs attacking everywhere, Marquis Godfiends have to use their full strength to defend an entire city. Naturally, their locations will be exposed. Some powerful demon monarchs will launch sneak attacks. Over the past two years, seven Marquis Godfiends have died in Black Sand Grotto-Heaven.”

  “In order to protect the entire world, we have also lost many Patroller Godfiends.” Mi Yu felt a little pained.

  “There are over a million demon monarchs in the world.” Bai Yaoyue’s expression was solemn. “Furthermore, tens of thousands of demon monarchs will enter every year to make up for the dead demon monarchs. The pressure they bring us is immense, be it when they attack cities or hunt mortals. Ancient Regis Godfiends don’t dare to enter deep sleep due to the million demon monarchs. Marquis Godfiends are in danger of dying. Many patrolling Godfiends are risking their lives.”

  “We can only place our hopes on King White Treasure now,” said Meng Tiange. “King White Treasure’s self-created ultimate technique, Nine Heavens Ten Earth, is good for underground reconnaissance. If he reaches the Grotto-Heaven realm, his underground reconnaissance range will increase greatly. His speed will also increase greatly. He will be ten times faster at killing demon monarchs.”

  “He’s at the peak of the Dharma Domain realm. Furthermore, it’s too difficult for those of the Samsara lineage to reach the Grotto-Heaven realm.” Bai Yaoyue shook her head gently. “Despite staying in the World Gap for some time, he still failed to make a breakthrough.”

  Meng Tiange nodded. “In terms of combat strength, the demons are far inferior. They can only hide. However, there are too many ordinary demon monarchs. In a few decades, the Demon Realm will probably produce more demon monarchs. Perhaps another million demon monarchs will be sent to enter our world.”

  Bai Yaoyue and Mi Yu remained silent.

  This was a huge problem. It frustrated the three sects.

  Duyang City.

  In the courtyard, King Calm Sea sat cross-legged and pondered his Spring Autumn Tribulation. King Calm Sea spent most of his time cultivating when demon monarchs weren’t attacking the city. Spring Autumn Tribulation. King Calm Sea looked into the void. Time seemed visible in his eyes.

  Swoosh.

  An avian demon monarch flew over and left after throwing an envelope to him.

  King Calm Sea caught the envelope. Archean Mountain’s letter? King Calm Sea opened the envelope and took out the letter.

  King Calm Sea’s staid, mountain-like body trembled slightly. Even his right hand that held the letter couldn’t help but tremble, but it quickly stabilized. King Calm Sea’s eyes turned even darker. He stared at the letter for more than 30 seconds. He remained motionless as he stared at it.

  “Feng’er, rest in peace.” King Calm Sea’s voice was hoarse. The letter in his hand silently disintegrated. “As your father, I will definitely kill Demon Sage Yellow Oscillate!” King Calm Sea closed his eyes. After a long while, he opened his eyes and continued cultivating the Spring Autumn Tribulation.

  Night fell.

  After carrying out underground reconnaissance for an entire day, Meng Chuan returned to his home in Jiang State Capital.

  “Ah Chuan, why are you back so late today?” Liu Qiyue asked with a smile. “The food is ready.”

  Meng Chuan walked to the dining table in the hall. The aroma of food filled the air, but Meng Chuan didn’t have any appetite. “What’s wrong?” Liu Qiyue asked. She realized that something was amiss with her husband. In the past, Meng Chuan would only appear mentally exhausted from maintaining his Divine Eye of Lightning for 12 hours, but he would still be filled with fighting spirit

  “Xue Feng is dead,” said Meng Chuan. “It happened at noon today.”

  “Senior Brother Xue?” Liu Qiyue couldn’t believe it. “Didn’t Senior Brother Xue already reach the Dharma Domain realm?”

  “Demon Sage Yellow Oscillate infiltrated the human world via possession. Although he’s currently a fifth Firmament demon monarch, his strength is extremely terrifying. He’s even stronger than King Calm Sea. Xue Feng couldn’t escape at all,” said Meng Chuan hoarsely. “I’m a little tired. I’ll get some

  rest.”

  Liu Qiyue nodded. “Alright.” She didn’t have much contact with Xue Feng. Many Godfiends died during wartime. The more familiar she was with a dead Godfiend, the more affected she was. Back when Marquis Heavenstar died in battle, Liu Qiyue was disconsolate for a long time. As for Xue Feng, Liu Qiyue felt sad, but she wasn’t strongly affected by his death like Meng Chuan.

  The bedroom.

  Meng Chuan lay on the bed and closed his eyes while hugging the blanket. He had emotions too. He wasn’t really numb to such things. Every day, when he hunted underground demon monarchs, he would often receive help requests from patrolling Godfiends. However, most of the time, he would see the patrolling Godfiends’ corpses when he arrived.

  He mourned over and over again. This time, he arrived to see Demon Sage Yellow Oscillate kill Xue Feng from afar. There was nothing he could’ve done to stop it.

  Meng Chuan was tired. His heart was tired.

  Liu Qiyue silently walked into the room and saw that her husband was asleep like a child. Meng Chuan hugged the blanket; tears c
ould be seen at the corner of his eyes.

  Ah Chuan is also tired. Liu Qiyue lay beside him and leaned against Meng Chuan as she fell asleep. They trod a difficult path, but at least, the couple could tread this path with each other.

  When Meng Chuan opened his eyes, it was already late at night. His exhaustion from using the Divine Eye of Lightning had vanished. His intense emotions had also faded after sleeping.

  “You’re up?” Liu Qiyue woke up.

  “Yes, I’ll go spend some time in the study.” Meng Chuan smiled and kissed his wife. “I’m good now. I’m still filled with a fighting

  spirit.”

  Liu Qiyue smiled and nodded.

  After waking up, Meng Chuan went to the study and lit the lamp.

  Whoosh. He placed a piece of paper on the table and pressed it down. He then mixed the paint and looked at the paper in front of him.

  He wanted to use his painting skills to remember some people and matters. These people and matters shouldn’t and couldn’t be forgotten, forever.

  Chapter 342 - The Light That Rips Through the Darkness

  Meng Chuan held the brush in his hand and couldn’t help but stop.

  In the past few years, Meng Chuan had experienced too many unforgettable events.

  Rustle

  Meng Chuan gently lowered his brush and began painting a handsome man carefully. The man had a flame mark between his eyebrows. He had an extraordinary bearing and a piercing gaze. It was Marquis Heavenstar.

  Marquis Heavenstar was a famous sharpshooter. There were very few sharpshooters among powerful Godfiends. Marquis Heavenstar was ranked amongst the top globally. He was Liu Qiyue’s master. Meng Chuan had seen Marquis Heavenstar many times and was impressed by his bearing. However, more than five years ago, Marquis Heavenstar was killed in battle. He was one of the 12 Archean Mountain Marquis Godfiends that had died that year. It was very difficult to express Marquis Heavenstar’s bearing and temperament in a painting. Meng Chuan painted very seriously and took more than four hours to finish.

  Meng Chuan continued his daily underground reconnaissance and daily saber art cultivation. He only spent about six hours painting each day.

  After painting Marquis Heavenstar, Meng Chuan painted another Marquis GodfiendMarquis Gong Xu.

  Marquis Gong Xu was also a Marquis Godfiend that came from Wu State. He was tall and muscular, a very dignified Godfiend. Back then, his father, Meng Dajiang, was accused of colluding with the Skydemon Sect and was imprisoned in Wu State’s dungeons. Marquis Gong Xu had been in charge of guarding Wu State Capital. More than a year ago, when Marquis Gong Xu was defending a region, he released numerous Quintessential Essence threads to deal with a large number of demon monarchs when a fourth Firmament demon monarch team ambushed him. Although Marquis Gong Xu had killed a fourth Firmament demon monarch, he still died in battle.

  Meng Chuan hadn’t interacted with Marquis Gong Xu much. He painted the scene of Marquis Gong Xu righteously stopping him from leaving with his father. As he had personally experienced it, he had a deep impression of the scene. The scene he painted was naturally more true to life.

  Although the person in the painting was real, he no longer existed in reality. Meng Chuan’s heart ached.

  Xue Feng was the third person that Meng Chuan painted.

  Xue Feng’s talent was immense. He had already taken one step towards the Seamless realm. His future was limitless. If he had fully developed his strength, he would’ve probably been another King Calm Sea and King True Martial. His achievements and strength might’ve even gone further beyond theirs. However, he was still killed by a demon sage, Yellow Oscillate. Meng Chuan admired Xue Feng’s character and pitied his early demise.

  When he was young, Meng Chuan had heard his grandaunt mention how talented King Calm Sea’s fifth son was. He had reached the Unity realm at the age of ten, comprehended Force at the age of 13, and became a Godfiend at the age of 15. When he entered Archean Mountain, Xue Feng was also the most dazzling disciple. Even after leaving the mountain, Meng Chuan’s cultivation speed was inferior to that of Xue Feng. When Xue Feng was in the World Gap, he had reached the Dharma Domain realm while Meng Chuan only reached the peak of the Realm of Dao. Of course, he was five years older than him.

  Meng Chuan saw how much he had sacrificed for Yan Jin.

  Xue Feng. Meng Chuan painted the last scene he saw of Xue Feng-heavily injured, Xue Feng faced Demon Sage Yellow Oscillate valiantly. He wasn’t afraid; he emanated pure calmness. As a guardian Godfiend, he had long been prepared to die in battle.

  Every day, Meng Chuan painted Marquis Godfiends. He was very familiar with some of them, while some were Marquis Godfiends he hadn’t interacted much with. He even painted a few Marquis Godfiends that he had only heard of; he had only seen their figures on Blood Red Cliff.

  Those that he hadn’t seen with his own eyes, he could only replicate the scenes on Red Blood Cliff-scenes of them leaving the mountain in high spirits. Meng Chuan painted a total of 18 Marquis Godfiends. He also drew some Patroller Godfiends. Many Patrollers were killed in action in recent years. Meng Chuan had seen some of them with his own eyes. He was even very familiar with some of them. Therefore, he only drew a few simple scenes.

  Meng Chuan finished this painting after 21 days.

  Late at night, Meng Chuan looked at the painting

  The 18 Marquis Godfiends were rather eye-catching. Xue Feng, Marquis Heavenstar, and Marquis Gong Xu were in the middle of the painting. Behind the 18 Marquis Godfiends were 51 Patroller Godfiends. The background Godfiends became more and more blurry as one looked further behind the Marquis Godfiends. In fact, a lot of Godfiends could be seen in the faint shadows.

  This painting was of a group of Godfiends. It was as though they remained alive in front of him.

  Meng Chuan picked up his brush and wrote a few words on the rightmost side of the painting-Remember Them.

  He wrote another passage

  “It has been five years and seven months since greater demon monarchs entered the human world from Wide Imperial Pass. Archean Mountain alone has lost 18 Marquis Godfiends and 511 Patroller Godfiends. The war is getting more and more tragic; casualties continue to rise. Painted by Meng Chuan during a December winter.”

  Meng Chuan put away his brush and looked at the painting silently. He wanted to vent the intense emotions suppressed in his heart. He also felt that these people should not be forgotten, which was his primary motivation for painting them.

  If we win the war, I hope future generations will know of this group of heroes that risked their lives for humanity. They should be remembered forever.

  After putting down his brush, Meng Chuan walked out of the study. There was snow on the ground. It was extremely cold mid-winter. Meng Chuan didn’t pay much attention to it. Although he had completed this painting, he knew that people might not remember these heroes thousands of years from the present era, even if they won the war. Perhaps only those who studied history could find the names of many Godfiends by flipping through old papers.

  Junior Brother Xue and the others probably don’t care if they are forgotten. They risked their lives solely for the sake of us humans winning this war.

  Meng Chuan sensed that his Essence Soul’s spiritual glow was gradually converging. In the past half month, he had sought answers from his inner self, causing his Essence Soul to transform. However, even though it had improved greatly, it remained a fourth-level Essence Soul. One of the requirements to become a Creation Supremacy was a fifth-level Essence Soul. It was extremely difficult to attain.

  It’s been seven years since I obtained a fourth-level Essence Soul. These seven years have been especially tragic. My Essence Soul has also improved greatly. Its quality has improved by several-fold, but it still hasn’t achieved a qualitative transformation. As long as I keep improving, I won’t be far from breaking through.

  Meng Chuan wasn’t discouraged at all. He kept improving, so he was getting closer and closer to attaini
ng a fifth-level Essence Soul.

  Meng Chuan looked up at the night sky as he stood in the courtyard. When can we tear through this long night? Stuck in this war, Meng Chuan couldn’t see any hope of victory. When will victory come?

  He knew that they were enduring torment and constantly fighting, but what lay ahead remained pitch-black. More and more World Entrances appeared. More and more demon monarchs entered the human world, becoming stronger and stronger. A large number of demon sages and Imperial Lords were eyeing this world covetously.

  Clang.

  Meng Chuan unsheathed Demon Slayer and continued practicing his saber art. He slashed out again and again. He cultivated the Infinite Saber; it was the saber art that he invested most of his energy into.

  Every strike was focused and pursued extreme speed.

  Quick! Faster. Break through all obstructions.

  Meng Chuan executed his saber art with all his might as though he wanted to split the thick darkness apart! He hoped to see a sliver of hope after cleaving through the thick darkness!

  Whoosh.

  Meng Chuan’s saber art suddenly increased in speed, far exceeding the usual speed. It instantly transformed into a beam of light-a beam that tore through the darkness!

  Chapter 343 - Dharma Domain Realm

  This strike was exquisite.

  Meng Chuan had never swung his saber so quickly. The saber transformed into a beam of light. With such speed, the might contained within the saber had reached an unimaginable level. The saber also became very heavy. It was unbelievably fast, but it felt as heavy as a mountain. Even the void distorted in front of the saber. Meng Chuan could clearly sense that the saber could reach any spot within a kilometer through the distorted void.

  Pfft.

  Meng Chuan’s saber move struck the night sky more than a kilometer away. The saber beam flew askew towards the clouds, traveling over 50 kilometers before it dissipated. The saber didn’t grow longer, but the void distorted and reduced the distance. Something one kilometer away was now within reach of his saber.