Imperial God Emperor (Web Novel)

The Wisp God of Consciousness was a special life form that was very rare. It possessed an innate ability to manipulate people's hearts, and besides, its own cultivation realm was a lot stronger than that of the Abandoned Fiendgod and the King of Destruction, reaching the extreme depths of the King of Sovereigns realm. Had its opportunities not been restricted, it could perhaps even have entered the Eternity Realm.

It was an even more terrifying being than the two Kings of Sovereigns.

Otherwise, the King of Destruction and the Abandoned Fiendgod would not have invited it to come, even paying such a huge price and offering such compromise and concession. For its sake, they even exercised forbearance toward Jiang Xiaohan.

Trapped in the star array of Ye Qingyu's World Tree at this time, the figure of the Wisp God of Consciousness appeared on and off, as if jumping through time and space. Unexpectedly, Ye Qingyu could not hit it again despite performing successive sword strikes.

"There's no enmity between us. Why don't we call it quits now?"

A voice flowed from among the wisp.

It was suing for peace.

Ye Qingyu shook his head.

The day's battle had reached such a state whereby both parties had turned bloodthirsty. While there was indeed no enmity before, deep hatred could be said to have arisen by this time. The earlier sword strike had shaken the foundation of the Wisp God of Consciousness, and thus there was no longer any turning back. As the saying goes, if grass is cut without destroying the roots, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows. A disaster would befall when the Wisp God of Consciousness attained the Eternity Realm.

"Since you've come, don't leave."

Ye Qingyu activated the star array to seal off the cosmic void. Using the force of the array, he reduced and suppressed the active space of the Wisp God of Consciousness.

His sword light was like lightning while his sword will was like a tide.

The splendor of the Wisp God of Consciousness dimmed, albeit it continued doing its utmost to hold on.

Suddenly...

Swish!

It turned into a beam of light and rammed toward the [Cloud Top Cauldron].

Boom!

The light shield throbbed as the [Cloud Top Cauldron] was unexpectedly knocked askew.

The Wisp God of Consciousness nearly rammed its way in.

The [Cloud Top Cauldron’s] defense against this kind of melody technique was a weak point. Having found out about this, the Wisp God of Consciousness charged frenziedly, hoping to enter the space beneath the cauldron and possess one of the humans there, which would allow it to change its state and perform a counterattack. This could possibly make Ye Qingyu spare the rat to save the dishes, for it had discerned all of these people were his kin and were very important to him.

This was its last resort.

Ye Qingyu's countenance shifted.

With a jerk of his body, he instantly arrived beneath the [Cloud Top Cauldron] and held on to it with one hand.

The cauldron instantly seemed to come alive, with the textured words on it giving off a piercing splendor that swept in all directions. The light shield instantly became firmer than ever before, while a power of laws turned into a concrete symbol that circulated within. As a result, the Wisp God of Consciousness could not ram its way in, and the collision produced nothing but a soft dent.

Clang clang...

Guzheng music rang out again.

It was not targeted at Ye Qingyu this time.

Instead, the targets were Song Xiaojun, Wen Wan, and the others

The guzheng music served up a melody of missing someone and not missing one's hometown this time.

Having just bade farewell to the Divine Light Emperor, Wen Wan and the other divine generals had deep yearnings in their heart. Their inner demons were aroused by the melody at once. While the Divine Light Emperor's inner demons were about homesickness, theirs were about missing someone. In truth, the reason that the Sky Emperor would betray the Divine Light Court back then had something to do with this. He was devoured by his inner demons without even being aroused.

Subjected to this heart-manipulating power, the aura of inner demons surged in the bodies of the Six Divine Generals and the battle pet monkey.

Feeling a jolt in his heart, Ye Qingyu kept them into the interior space of the [Cloud Top Cauldron].

This Wisp God of Consciousness was very troublesome to deal with.

Just then, however, a dragon's roar rang out. The Light Palace, which Ye Qingyu had stored in his dantian world all this time, suddenly gave off an immense splendor as it broke out of his body and suspended above him without waiting for him to control it. The dragon's roar had indeed sounded from within the Light Palace.

Little Silver Dragon?

Ye Qingyu instantly sensed the intention of this little fellow, who fell into some kind of strange slumber every now and then.

The next moment, it turned into silver light and spewed from the Light Palace.

"Are you saying that you need its energy?" Ye Qingyu looked astonishedly at it. Just a while ago, he had sensed its intention to be an urgent desire to devour the Wisp God of Consciousness, whose energy would allow it to recover from the state of having to sleep every now and then.

The little silver dragon nodded its head hurriedly and let out a long groan.

It sounded extremely urgent.

This was the first time that Ye Qingyu had felt it to be in such a state.

In the past, it was always very sluggish and had to be carried around by Little Nine the silly dog, getting the shorter end of the stick every time. Later on, in order to save Ye Qingyu, it swallowed the silver snake in the Light Palace and became the spirit of the Light Palace. Although it helped Ye Qingyu on several occasions, it entered a strange state of constant sleepiness and had to sleep regularly, only waking up once in a while to interact with Ye Qingyu briefly.

In reality, Ye Qingyu had thought most highly of it all along, regarding it to be on par with Little Nine.

"But how are you going to devour it?" He frowned.

Although it wanted to devour the Wisp God of Consciousness, it was far too weak to do so. The only possibility was to defeat the latter first, but what if the latter Dao-dissolved after being defeated? After all, as a being at the King of Sovereigns realm, it would not accept being devoured by others even after death, for this was a matter of dignity.

The little silver dragon uttered a long howl that shook the cosmos.

"Are you saying that it'll suffice to seal him in a small space?" Ye Qingyu, who had a spiritual connection with the little silver dragon, understood what it meant.

The latter spiralled around him rapidly with extreme elation, using its little horns to rub against Ye Qingyu's cheeks.

Ye Qingyu patted it and nodded.

With a change of thought, the totemic World Tree behind him shook once more, causing more leaves to fall and turn into stars that were assimilated into the star array. As a result, the originally-sealed space shrunk unceasingly.

Every star was akin to a formation, containing inexplicable power within.

This method was many times more brilliant than the Abandoned Fiendgod's using of a long whip to refine the stars.

"Ye Qingyu, are you really in a hurry to kill us all?" The Wisp God of Consciousness uttered an angry roar. The space it could take refuge in was shrinking endlessly, eventually becoming less than ten kilometers in circumference. Every time it flickered, it was barely able to evade the light of Ye Qingyu's sword will.

Ye Qingyu put on a stern expression. "You should've been aware of this when you joined this battle, so don't blame me. If it had been you all who gained the advantage and won today, it would probably not be just me, but also the myriad beings in the Vast Thousand Star Domains, who would become your food and suffer a tragic end... You've attained the King of Sovereigns realm for a long time, and should know better than most that everyone has to pay a price for their own choices."

Leaves fell.

The star array became ever more intricate and vast.

Finally, the leaf-converted stars piled up densely in the midst of this cosmic battlefield space, virtually one after another. However, they also circulated in an orderly fashion at the same time, forming an array that was mysterious like no other. Ye Qingyu's expression was grave and his countenance was somewhat pale. Having entered the Eternity Realm fairly recently, he had yet to consolidate it fully, and so to maintain such a large formation was extremely taxing on his spirit and mental strength.

The expression of the little silver dragon was also uptight.

It stared at the Wisp God of Consciousness, who was very much like a fish trapped in a pond that was about to dry up, as if staring at delicious food, nearly drooling.

In the end, the Wisp God of Consciousness was restricted to a space of no more than fifty meters.

Struggling hard and howling, it utilized various melody techniques but was unable to arouse Ye Qingyu's inner feelings again.

After all, the disparity between them was now a full realm.

Uttering a cheer, the little silver dragon charged forth in spite of Ye Qingyu's obstruction.

It opened its mouth to bite at the Wisp God of Consciousness.

Evidently, it was also not afraid of the latter's melody technique, which had no effect on him.

"Ugh... you despicable bug, how dare..." The latter raged and howled, but this rage quickly turned into horror and it began to squeal. This was because the little silver dragon actually bit off its outlying splendor in mouthfuls as if biting a cake, swallowing this splendor into its abdomen. Subjected to the little silver dragon's biting, the splendor seemed like a tangible object, very strange indeed.

Bewildered, Ye Qingyu immediately recalled that the little silver dragon had also used this method to devour the former spiritual snake in the Light Palace.

Subsequently, he also recalled what the Divine Light Emperor said before leaving.

The latter had said that there was a dragon by his side already, and that was why the silly dog Little Nine could not possess opportunity during this life. Could this dragon be referring to the little silver dragon?

Shrill squeals and angry howls were heard. The Wisp God of Consciousness had run into a natural nemesis on this day. Its King of Sovereigns realm cultivation was entirely about using melodies to manipulate people's hearts, but this had practically no effect on the little silver dragon. Moreover, in such an array of stars, the cosmic laws and the tides of spiritual qi were all being controlled by Ye Qingyu. Hence, it was unable to manipulate and kill its enemies, and it all but fell into a state in which the little silver dragon could slaughter it any way it wanted.

Ye Qingyu felt astounded as he watched this scene.

He became ever more confident in his judgement that the little silver dragon was the dragon that the Divine Light Emperor was referring to.

At present, a reasonable explanation was that although Little Nine had followed beside him for a long time, it lacked the innate talents mentioned by the Divine Light Emperor as well as other opportunities, and thus it was instead the little silver dragon who was first to obtain this opportunity later on. Perhaps, the so-called opportunity lied within the Light Palace. Although Little Nine ate and gobbled up anything it could, it did not devour the silver snake in the Light Palace, which the little silver dragon beat it to.

Time passed.

As the little silver dragon was not big in size, it spent a full six to eight hours biting on the body of the Wisp God of Consciousness.

Eventually, amid the waning squeals of the Wisp God of Consciousness, it finally completed this devourment.

It had eaten up the Wisp God of Consciousness completely.

One mouthful at a time.

Such a scene might be highly unbelievable, but it was the reality.

After its meal, the little silver dragon's body heightened ceaselessly while its silver scales grew and its figure swelled. Streaks of flickering multi-colored splendor diffused from its body, and a golden dragon claw gradually grew out from its abdomen...

A dragon of five claws.

A true dragon.

With a jolt of Ye Qingyu's thoughts, all of the stars turned into leaves and returned to the ancient tree.

He removed the array.

A dragon roar shook the cosmos.

The little silver dragon's figure had turned into a behemoth of tens of millions of kilometers in length. Moving about in the cosmic void, it gave the impression of a dragon returning to the sea, completely uninhibited, with its aura strengthening and changing endlessly.

It's a true dragon indeed.

The long roar of a true dragon signalled the conclusion of this final battle.

Ye Qingyu released Wen Wan and the others from the [Cloud Top Cauldron].

"Everything has ended."

He felt at ease like never before.

It's time to head back.