Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 490 - The Walls of the Cauldron

Chapter 490 - The Walls of the Cauldron

Translator: Aran

The truth made Ye Qingyu incomparably shocked.

He did not imagine that behind the battle of the [Light Palace], there were so many hidden stories.

To think that the Right Minister had always played a role in these years. To think that the old man, the person he had always regarded as the greatest calamity of the Empire, was the greatest hero in the Empire that had always endured and hidden himself.

The Apex Prince Yu Feiyan that had always seemed wildly ambitious was also like so.

It also could not be imagined that Song Xiaojun had stood on the side of the Empire. In the battle at the Pinnacle of the Ninth Heaven, she had cooperated with Divine General Gong, Wen Wan and Ximen Yeshui and the others, to absolutely kill the Poison Ancestor as well as the heart demon...

The battlefield of the Pinnacle of the Ninth Heaven was vast and boundless. Normally speaking, if different experts entered into this battlefield, they would be thousands of miles away. If they did not have any markings on each other at all, it would be very hard to find the other party. Those experts who had arranged to battle would leave a mark on each other, so that they could instantly enter into the same area.

It seemed like Song Xiaojun had, with Gao Diping, Wen Wan and the others, a prior arrangement. They had left a marking behind, and they could activate it hiddenly, hence they had achieved such a beautifully coordinated extermination.

As to just how vicious and acute the battle of the Ninth Heaven was, Ye Qingyu did not need to think too deeply to guess at it.

After all, they were experts at the Heaven Ascension stage trying to kill each other.

What made Ye Qingyu curious was, just what sort of methods did the Right Minister use, that could cause Song Xiaojun to willingly help Snow Empire.

What made Ye Qingyu equally shocked was that after he was struck by that bolt of heavenly lightning, and had nearly turned to ashes with his soul scattered in pieces, the silly dog Little Nine had really swallowed three bolts of such Heavenly Lightning?

It was three bolts of Heavenly Lightning that originated from Heaven’s punishment, three entire bolts.

For such divine lightning, to only be able to break open the mouth of this fellow. There were even parts of his fur that had not even turned completely black. It seemed like he had only gone to sleep for a month of so, and right now the majority of his injuries had already recovered.

To think that he was not as great as a dog?

Ye Qingyu did not know how to feel in his heart.

But returning to the topic, just what was the background of this silly white dog? Ye Qingyu was not even clear of this, even now. To be able to use body techniques to avoid the strike of Heavenly Lightning, if he was able to grow up and mature, it must be that he would grow up to be an amazing battle companion, right?

There were some expectations in Ye Qingyu's heart.

Furthermore, he seemed to have faintly discovered that some sort of transformation had happened in the body of Little Nine after he had ingested several bolts of Divine Lightning. His originally white fur, if one carefully inspected, one would discover a faint layer of gold in it.

This type of colour was exactly the same as the colour of that bolt of Heavenly Lightning.

Considering that Little Nine was still slumbering, and disturbing him would have some sort of negative impact on him, Ye Qingyu quickly extinguished the urge to question him clearly.

But, out of all the matters, the thing that caused Ye Qingyu the most shock and disbelief was that Yu Junhan... that Aunt Han, was his own mother?

This... just how did this happen?

Ye Qingyu had no way of believing everything.

He could still clearly remember the memories he had when he was small, as well as what his parents had looked like. In his memories, his recollection of just what sort of a person his mother was could not be any clearer. How was it possible that Yu Junhan would be his own mother?

Until today, Ye Qingyu had not had a long conversation with Yu Junhan.

And Yu Junhan also seemed to intentionally avoid this question.

She came every day to take care of Ye Qingyu's every needs, but did not make Ye Qingyu really call her 'mother' and did not display any intention of seeming to do so.

This caused Ye Qingyu to be somewhat distressed.

But what made him even more distressed was the current state of his body.

Because he knew the reason why he was currently so weak.

"It seems like the complexion of Master today is much better," Jin Ling'er said with a grin.

In these days, this little kid had been completely scared witless by Ye Qingyu's state. He could not even eat peacefully, guarding at the entrance of the [Light Palace]. After Ye Qingyu had awakened, he was determined to protect Ye Qingyu beside him, not willing to leave for any reason.

Therefore in these two days, it was Jin Ling'er who took care of Ye Qingyu.

The several female servants that Lin Zheng had sent over had all been sent away.

Ye Qingyu breathed in a breath of cold air, and laughingly scolded, "You little brat, staying beside me every day, your lazing about and not cultivating."

Jin Ling'er laughed, but no matter what he said, he would not leave.

Ye Qingyu let him do as he pleased.

He lifted his head to look at the fire trees that were red like flames, and there was only the faint warmth of the winter sunlight landing on his body. Ye Qingyu's thoughts could not help but return to the instant when his fleshly body had forcibly endured a bolt of Heavenly Lighting.

At that moment, when the golden lightning struck him, Ye Qingyu felt that the entire world had suddenly frozen at that moment in time.

In that spark of a moment, he lost all hearing, touch, vision, taste...

All his five senses had disappeared.

Such a sensation was absolutely the clearest experience one could have on death suddenly descending on himself.

Ye Qingyu felt that he had fallen in an endless abyss of darkness, which continued to fall and fall, never ever reaching the ground.

At that moment, Ye Qingyu thought he was dead for sure.

But very quickly, there was another sound that appeared on his brain.

Dong!

Clear and vast.

Such a sound seemed as if it had directly sounded out from Ye Qingyu's not yet departed soul, containing a mysterious and enormous power.

Under such a vibration, power rippled through his body. It made Ye Qingyu slowly be able to sense the sensation of living.

Dong!

Dong!Dong!Dong!

This mysterious noise of the bell was not fast or slow. It continuously let out sound after sound.

The noise of the bell was like saintly light. It constantly washed over Ye Qingyu who was drifting and also allowed his five sense that had already been cut off, to recover.

He could faintly see that the noise of the bell had emitted from the [Cloud Top Cauldron].

At that time, Ye Qingyu had not made clear just where he was. What he could see at that time was just chaotic storms that were throughout the skies, as if he was being brought back into the time where the world was being born from chaos.

The clear and the light, the turbid and inelegance, was entangled everywhere all around.

He was amidst chaos. He could see the [Cloud Top Cauldron] rotating high up in the skies, the bronze light flickering. He could see shreds of yellow mist after yellow mist, like a weeping willow, dropping down from within the [Cloud Top Cauldron]. It protected his body within it...

Then what followed after that, as the chaos was made clear, was that these faint yellow mist placed Ye Qingyu's body into the [Cloud Top Cauldron].

Within the cauldron, there was suddenly great light.

Ye Qingyu spent a great deal of time before he was finally able to get used to such a piercing golden light. He could faintly see as if he could discern the surroundings.

The interior of the [Cloud Top Cauldron] was massive.

It was like an incomparable and vast golden palace.

And on the walls of this golden palace, there were all sorts of engravings and carvings. There were some that were enwrapped in chaos that could not be seen clearly, and there were some images that only claws and scales could be see in it. This were images of the first ancestral humans hunting and sacrificing their prey to the heavens in their prayers. There were some that could be discerned extremely clearly, and what it drew was Fiendgods patrolling all around, keeping an eye on the world...

All these scenes were vivid and lifelike.

Ye Qingyu looked at it, then felt his vision blurring, and a spell of dizziness hit him. The strength of his soul and consciousness had no way of withstanding the profoundness of this scene. Forcefully seeing it, he felt tears hitting his eyes, his vision blurring.

Apart from these scenes, there were huge characters as well as formation inscriptions.

Ye Qingyu was like an ant. He was standing in the interior of a palace that was incomparably massive, that was unknown just how tall or wide it was.

Even just a wall, you would not be able to see the top of it if you looked up nor the bottom if you looked down. Just a brush stroke, or even a single character on this wall, was much larger than Ye Qingyu's body.

He had never imagined that there would be such a strange space within the interior of the [Cloud Top Cauldron].

Previously, he had been captured by Liu Yuancheng and had been stuffed inside the [Cloud Top Cauldron] to be refined. He had once seen the inside of this cauldron.

But at that time, Liu Yuancheng had completely wasted the treasure in his hands. Therefore, the [Cloud Top Cauldron] was still in a slumbering state, and he could not even use a tiny fraction of its power. When Ye Qingyu was inside, he could only see some little scenes, as well as those ancient characters...

Bur right now, the [Cloud Top Cauldron] was receiving the nourishment from the Spirit springs in Ye Qingyu's dantian, as well as being activated by the golden Heavenly Lightning. The interior space of it had unfolded, and there seemed to be an even more vast and mighty scene being unveiled.

Could this be the true essence of the [Cloud Top Cauldron]?

Ye Qingyu's heart, was attracted by the scenes depicted on the golden walls of the cauldron. He looked at every image, some were able to be discerned clearly while others were only murky pictures. Every time he looked at a scene, he felt that his spirit was being cleaned by an invisible energy...

Time was long, long as if there was no end.

After his most initial shock, Ye Qingyu's consciousness finally recovered a little. Thinking that there was a battle that was currently being held outside the [Light Palace], his heart began to become worried. He began anxiously wanted to depart.

But the vastness of the cauldron was like it was the universe, without limits and without end. Ye Qingyu searched everywhere, like a flickering shadow, but could not find an exit.

Ye Qingyu did not know how long he searched for, but he could utterly not find a way out.

He had already no way of confirming just what sort of state was he in. Was he alive, or was he dead?

In his memories, he had evidently been killed by the Heavenly Punishment.

Time was so long that to the later stages, Ye Qingyu did not know just how long had passed

Since he could not go out, his focus once again returned to the walls of the [Cloud Top Cauldron].

He was like a wandering spirit. Within the space of the massive [Cloud Top Cauldron], he spent just how many days drifting about aimlessly, looking at countless images on the walls...

It was long, like he had spent several lifetimes.

Ye Qingyu could already confirm that he was trapped inside.

Long like several aeons.

Just when he had abandoned any thought of escaping, the sound of the bell of the [Cloud Top Cauldron] once again emitted. This time, the sound had an attracting force that constantly pulled him upwards...

Then, Ye Qingyu awakened.

More accurately, the Ye Qingyu that was lying on the cold jade stone bed in the [Light Palace], awakened----