Poison God's Heritage

Chapter 771: What Makes a Sun

Tao Yang disabled the spatial interference, and the change was immediately noticeable. The Qi in the bastion, which had been stagnant and chaotic, began to flow more smoothly. The entire area became more stable, an observable shift to us and the Rakshasas who were still alive. They roared in frustration and anticipation as the new stability in the bastion disrupted their sense of purpose.

Loud and rumbling echoes of mad, excited rage reverberated through the Bastion as a storm of anger unleashed. The sound was almost deafening, a cacophony of fury that seemed to shake the very walls. The Rakshasas began to surge forward, their feral instincts driving them closer to us.

"Automaton, open up the pathway!" I called out, trying to keep my voice steady despite the tension. My eyes darted around, trying to gauge how much time we had before the Rakshasas would overwhelm us.

"I need some time," the Automaton replied, its usually calm voice now tinged with urgency. "The spatial interference inside the bastion is low, but the storm above you has increased massively, making the transfer risky."

Shit. As the Qi and spatial interference dropped, the clouds above the Thunder Domain seemed more aware of the Rakshasa's presence. The storm was gathering its strength as if preparing to strike down any who dared to break free.

Amidst the chaos, Tao Yang didn't stop moving her hands, her fingers flying across the control panel. The switches clicked and the levers pulled, her face set in a determined expression. The engines beneath us roared to life, their hum reverberating through the floor as various mechanisms engaged.

Lights in the bastion flared to life, casting eerie, flickering shadows on the walls and making the bastion seem almost alive.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice barely audible over the approaching sounds of the Rakshasa's claws scraping against the metal floor.

"I'm pulling up some of the defense mechanisms," Tao Yang said, her eyes flicking between the holographic display and the control panel. "The Noble Rakshasa is getting closer." Her hands moved with practiced precision, pressing more buttons and triggering various levers.

On the holographic display, walls began to rise from the floor, creating a labyrinthine network of barriers designed to slow down and separate the incoming Rakshasa. The walls were made of shimmering Soulsteel, their surfaces reflecting the lights from the control room.

They were being herded into different rooms and areas, and I could see the Rakshasa being funneled into traps and dead ends as she manipulated the defenses with the last reserves of the Bastion's Qi.

"Damn," she cursed under her breath, her brow furrowing in concentration.

"What's up?" I asked, my anxiety growing as the sounds of the Rakshasa drew nearer, their growls and roars blending into a threatening symphony.

"I managed to isolate all the Rakshasas from the Noble Black," she said, her voice laced with frustration. "But he's too strong to be contained by hastily built walls of Soulsteel. He's coming, and I have no way to stop him."

"Don't worry, trust in the Automaton," I said, trying to mask my own fear with a facade of confidence.

I wasn't disappointed. As soon as I finished my words, a swirling vortex of energy began to materialize in front of us. The portal's edges crackled with raw power, casting eerie, shifting shadows on the walls around us. I grabbed everything we needed from the Bastion, my movements hurried but deliberate. We needed to get out, and fast.

Without a moment to lose, I leaped into the portal, but I wasn't fast enough; only half of my body made it through before the portal began to collapse behind me.

The Noble Black lunged forward, its massive claws reaching out in a final attempt to seize me. It caught my puppet in its grasp, tearing it apart with a single, savage swipe. The destruction of the puppet jolted my consciousness out of the Bastion and back into the Pagoda.

My heart pounded in my chest as I looked around, relieved to see that the half of my body that had made it into the Pagoda still held the precious holding bag containing all the slabs.

The only problem was that the holding bag lay precariously close to the Black Noble's claw, which was now thrust through the portal and reaching into the Pagoda.

"Close the damned thing!" I cursed, the desperation in my voice evident.

"I cannot! The Black Noble is able to forcefully keep the portal open!" the Automaton replied, its normally calm tone now edged with worry.

"Don't worry about it," the Dusking Sun said with unwavering resolve as he dashed forward. "That's why we're here." With a powerful stride, he grabbed the Black Noble by the shoulder and yanked it completely into the Pagoda. The sheer force of his action hurled the massive creature through the portal, sending it crashing into the room with the impact of a meteor.

The Black Noble was tossed like a ragdoll, its colossal body smashing into the Blue Sun. Without missing a beat, she pulled up her right sleeve, revealing a slim, delicate-looking arm. For a moment, her veins bulged and her hair seemed to stand on end, an aura of raw, untamed energy swirling around her. The power she radiated was immense, a stark contrast to her seemingly fragile appearance.

"Sit! DOWN!" she commanded with a fierce authority, her voice ringing out like thunder. She swung her arm forward, delivering a punch so powerful it shattered the sound barrier. The force of the blow struck the Black Noble squarely on the head, sending it crashing into the ground with a resounding thud.

The massive head of the Black Noble bounced off the floor, and the creature was knocked unconscious in a single, earth-shaking blow.

The sudden silence that followed was almost eerie. I stood there, awestruck, unable to find the words to express my astonishment.

The Noble Rakshasas were beings of immense power, capable of defeating even the strongest Heaven Stage cultivators with ease. For me, the idea of surviving a confrontation with one of them was not just improbable—it was inconceivable. Yet here were two of the Suns, who had dispatched the Black Noble as though it were a mere annoyance.

The other Silver Noble, observing the instantaneous dismantling of its companion, was visibly shaken. Its eyes widened with terror, and it seemed to shrink in on itself, desperately hoping to avoid the attention of the two formidable Suns.

"Um… well, that was rather easy," I said, trying to break the heavy silence with a weak attempt at humor.

"What did you expect?" The Blue Sun flashed me a bright, confident smile. "I'm the strongest Body Cultivator among the eight Suns," she said with a grin that exuded pride. Stay updated via ???

"Wait, body cultivator?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

"What? You don't think a woman can be strong?" she teased, raising an eyebrow playfully.

"Not at all! In fact, being one of the eight Suns is more than enough to prove your strength. But your muscles… they don't look like they've been tempered," I said, examining her arms with genuine interest.

"That's because I don't want to look like an ogre. After all, I'm a woman. No one wants to see bulging muscles on a woman, even I wouldn't want to be seen like that. As for the muscle mass, I can teach you a little something to help you manage muscle growth," she said with a wink and a hint of mischief in her eyes.

I was eager to learn, especially from someone of her caliber. "That would be amazing. I'd love to learn from you."

"Thinking about this, Tao Yang, aren't you at a higher stage of cultivation than the Suns?" I asked, shifting my gaze to Tao Yang.

"My original body was, yes. Why do you ask?" she inquired, her tone curious.

"It's just that the way she dismantled that Rakshasa so easily, I find it hard to believe that all of you Solarous lost despite being stronger than the Suns," I said, trying to understand the situation.

"Technically speaking, only my father was at the next realm. I'm one step above the Suns' stage but not beyond it," she explained. "My father could have exterminated the majority of the Rakshasa, but it wouldn't have changed much."

I waited for her to continue, noticing the sadness that briefly clouded her eyes as she recalled the past.

"The problem was the world we lived in. It had lost its Heavenly Dao, and our cultivation became unstable. Our Qi was limited, and we couldn't harness more of it. We got exhausted rapidly, relying solely on our internal Qi to fight. We waged a war of attrition against a race that could infinitely multiply. They didn't know exhaustion, while we couldn't rebuild our strength.

My father decided to abandon the dead world and find us a chance to live somewhere else. That's why he offered all of his Soul Energy to the bastion to operate it and move it away. Meanwhile, I had been fighting on the front lines for a very long time and was too exhausted to clear the bastion."

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her voice trembling slightly. "Not only I, but several other cultivators who had reached the Sun stage also failed due to exhaustion. We didn't lose because we were weaker; we lost because we didn't act fast enough. We slowly sent members to their deaths, only to realize far too late the danger the Rakshasa posed.

By then, most of our forces were depleted," she said, her voice heavy with regret.

"That is a very dumb way to fight a war," the Dusking Sun said bluntly, his candor cutting through the somber atmosphere. But he was right.

"I can't blame them," I said, raising a hand to forestall any immediate arguments. The Dusking Sun looked at me like I was out of my mind. "I'm not saying it wasn't foolish. It definitely was. But think about how they lived in a utopia, where they had no wars or fights for resources. They developed an incredible lack of awareness and lost their edge in battle.

Like fire is used to smelt and forge weapons, war also sheds blood and makes warriors. They had been at peace for far too long. When danger came, they couldn't handle it."

Tao Yang nodded slowly, her expression pensive. "You're right. We were complacent, lulled into a false sense of security by our peaceful existence. We underestimated the Rakshasa and overestimated our own strength. When the Heavenly Dao abandoned our world, we were left vulnerable and unprepared."

The Blue Sun crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "So, you were essentially fighting on borrowed time, with no way to replenish your strength. That's a harsh lesson to learn."

"It was," Tao Yang agreed, her voice barely above a whisper. "And it's one I hope no one else has to experience."

There was a moment of silence, each of us lost in our thoughts. The reality of Tao Yang's past, her people's downfall, and the relentless nature of the Rakshasa weighed heavily on us all.

"Well, we're not them," I said finally, breaking the silence. "We know the threats we face, and we're prepared to deal with them. We won't make the same mistakes."

"You're right," the Dusking Sun said, his voice filled with renewed determination. "We have the knowledge and the power to fight back. And we'll make sure we use it wisely."

The Blue Sun uncrossed her arms and placed a reassuring hand on Tao Yang's shoulder. "You're with us now, Tao Yang. We'll face whatever comes together."

Tao Yang smiled faintly, the gratitude in her eyes unmistakable. "Thank you. I've spent so long fighting alone. It's good to know I have allies."

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