Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 406

Chapter 406: 180. Ancient Suspense, High-Level Competition (8.2K Words - Major Chapter Seeking Subscription)

The entry of the regular troops of the Profound Armor Divine Army has changed the fate of the loose cultivators.

Very soon, the voice of a cultivator was heard above the village of Ziwu.

"This place has been taken over by the Divine Tiger King, all you loose cultivators must exert all efforts to excavate the ancient tomb!

If you can dig up treasures, you will be greatly rewarded!

If you flee privately, it will be considered as stealing treasures and fleeing, you shall be killed!

When the Formless Celestial Venerable arrives, you may still find other opportunities!"

With these words, rules were established.

The name "Formless Celestial Venerable" quickly spread.

Hearing these words and feeling this atmosphere, Song Yan looked toward the distant vast darkness, sensing that there was a divine being shining with golden light sitting luxuriously in a flying palanquin, approaching distantly like a majestic Celestial Emperor on patrol.

The Celestial Venerable had not yet arrived, but the powerful oppressive aura had already flooded this place like a tide.

"Formless Celestial Venerable" was a divine being created by the Formless Ancient Race. The title was placed upon him, but he himself knew... he was not that being at all.

The term "Celestial Venerable" was derived from the "Ancient Scripture," after all, that scripture described a Celestial Venerable whose image, especially in terms of "Thunder Power," had a slight overlap with his own.

Sword, banner, thunder—they both had them.

Thus, the Formless Ancient Race went further to create momentum by claiming that he was the "reincarnation of the Celestial Venerable," and now he had joined the Formless Ancient Race as the "Formless Celestial Venerable."

At the same time, the Formless Ancient Race arranged a series of supporting measures, such as "promoting that the Celestial Venerable inherently has no form, hence the image is blurred," and "specifically assigning some cultivators to help those who worship the Celestial Venerable fulfill their wishes."

This comprehensive publicity was evidently quite successful, but still not enough.

Because the final establishment of the "Formless Celestial Venerable" image requires Song Yan’s power for endorsement.

If Song Yan was invincible in battle, the title could be established, then anyone wanting to touch the members of the Formless Ancient Race would need to weigh carefully; if it was ruined, defeated, and not established, then the Formless Ancient Race would become a joke.

This is not just the name of a person, but of a race.

Before this name was established, Ancestor Ningxin had a conversation with him.

He agreed.

Not because he was ambitious, but because he followed the trend, reciprocating favors.

He was someone who valued cause and effect, so if he received benefits, he would certainly give back, and in the process of giving back, he would still reap more benefits; this was a good relationship.

...

"Never worked before, right?" Song Yan said with a smile.

An Li put her hands on her hips, "Don’t underestimate me."

Immediately, she wondered, "But why don’t we reveal ourselves? Isn’t there a celestial demon?"

Song Yan stroked her hair, softly said, "Don’t trust anyone."

An Li suddenly said, "With you, I only need to trust you and follow you."

Song Yan showed a hint of self-mockery, smiled faintly, and then softly said, "I’m someone who really wants to stay in one place and go nowhere, yet ironically is quite self-aware, knowing that I will surely be swept away by the tides of this world, even the Formless Ancient Race will only be a temporary shelter for me.

If I leave, you won’t be able to follow, nor should you. Therefore... I hope you can grow, face things independently, so we may have the chance to meet again. I like the past you, the present you, and also look forward to the future you.

If there is you in this world, no matter where I am, I will always feel that this empty world is not utterly meaningless, because at least someone will be waiting for me to return in the mortal realm."

An Li slightly lowered her head, her expression desolate, yet she lifted it again, not saying words like "why must we separate," because after understanding Song Yan’s past, she deeply knew her man probably had extremely terrifying cause and effect entangling him. If cause and effect cannot be untangled, nor can the rules of the world be ignored, then he will certainly be sent to unknown places by the world...

She raised both hands slightly, held Song Yan’s clothes, softly said, "I will always wait for you."

Song Yan paused his movement, said, "Let’s go, dig the tomb!"