Chapter 398: The Cicada God

"Ah, this..."

The few people who had just spoken out were shaken by this voice, instantly suffering heavy injuries. How could they not know that a great expert beyond their comprehension had appeared?

The other party's cold snort was merely a warning, with no intention of starting a massacre.

The several tribal Clan Chiefs sensibly stopped their movements and did not continue to block the other party.

The moment that Sanskrit voice rang out, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu felt a premonition of disaster.

But no matter how fast he moved, how could he be faster than Yan Chu?

Currently, in terms of strength alone, Yan Chu was definitely not inferior to a powerhouse in the Middle Stage of the Divine Ability Realm.

The Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying and the Tathagata Palm were both martial arts that far surpassed this world, giving him the capital to challenge those in the Divine Ability Realm from a lower level.

This strike of the Tathagata Palm pierced through the mountain, directly seizing and lifting the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu, who had no way to escape. Then, the Lotus Pedestal turned, rising straight into the high sky and vanishing before everyone's eyes.

No one saw clearly what Yan Chu had snatched away.

Naturally, they didn't know that their Old Ancestor wasn't dead yet, but had now fallen into Yan Chu's hands...

The Pure World Lotus Platform rose straight into the astral wind layer, emitting a layer of white flowing light to block the astral wind outside.

"I knew it, I just knew it, there would be such a day sooner or later..."

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu knelt on the Lotus Pedestal, his old face looking miserable.

When that giant hand grabbed him, he knew it was Yan Chu coming.

In today's world, besides Yan Chu, who else could snatch him away so easily without any ability to resist?

Even the old Daoist Taiwei of Dragon Tiger Mountain couldn't do it.

"Great Hero Yan, spare my life! I didn't mean to offend you back then!"

It was quite a sight; the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu, an old thing who had lived for over a thousand years, was now crying and begging for mercy before Yan Chu with snot and tears.

"You didn't mean to offend me? So it was intentional then?"

Yan Chu's expression was a half-smile.

"Ah?"

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu was stunned, and in the next second, he hurriedly waved his hands:

"No! Of course not! I never wished to offend Great Hero Yan. Back then, I was truly blinded by greed. I'll never dare to do it again. I'm willing to be your slave or servant, just please, Great Hero Yan, spare my life!"

As an old monster who grew up in the treacherous lands of Southern Border, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu cherished his life very much.

As long as there was a sliver of hope, he was absolutely unwilling to give up his life.

As for dignity and morality, they were nothing in his eyes.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Yan Chu snorted coldly and said:

"I ask you, having been in Southern Border for so many years, do you know of the thousand-year-old Mother Gu who is worshipped as the Gu God by the hundred tribes of Southern Border?"

Hmm?

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu suddenly looked up, a look of realization appearing on his old face:

"Great Hero Yan came for the Gu God?"

Yan Chu's tone was stern and ice-cold:

"Tell me everything you know about the thousand-year-old Mother Gu, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, I'll extract your soul and refine your spirit, leaving you with no place to be buried!"

Sensing the killing intent in Yan Chu's tone, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu shrank his neck and didn't dare to hide anything, hurriedly telling everything he knew:

"The Gu God is no longer in this world. She was inside Heavenly Pillar Mountain and entered the Upper Realm through the Heavenly Gate!"

"What did you say?"

Yan Chu frowned, suddenly remembering how the Ninth Elder of the Cold Ice Holy Sect had used force to try and guide Emperor Wu Lie, Ji Hengjiang to the Upper Realm, only to have the fruits of his labor snatched by a young woman who suddenly appeared.

"You mean, that female Disciple who was by your side back then was actually the thousand-year-old Mother Gu?"

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu nodded:

"Yes!"

"The Gu God is the deity worshipped by my Southern Border. Her cultivation has already reached an unfathomable level. It was only by relying on her that I was able to Cultivate to my current Realm."

"During that trip to Heavenly Pillar Mountain, I didn't want to get involved in that mess. If it weren't for the Gu God's command, I wouldn't have been willing to enter Heavenly Pillar Mountain. How nice it would have been to just stay in Southern Border as the Old Ancestor!"

These words were naturally insincere. Having cultivated to the Yuantai Realm with no further path forward, who could give up the temptation of Ascension to the Upper Realm?

The real situation was likely that the Gu God had promised to take him to the Upper Realm, which was why both appeared in Heavenly Pillar Mountain at the same time.

Yan Chu's face instantly went cold:

"So, the Mother Gu is no longer here? Then what use do I have for you?"

As he spoke, a terrifying saber glow condensed on his palm, the Saber Intent making the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu's entire body feel cold.

"Great Hero Yan, wait!"

"I know where the Gu God's Immortal Cave is. I can take you there. You can check whatever you want to know!"

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu's urgent plea for mercy caused Yan Chu's descending saber light to halt in mid-air:

"Take me there! If I don't get what I want, don't even think about keeping your life!"

...

A moment later, within the deepest mountains of Southern Border where no humans lived.

The concentration of miasma here was the highest in all of Southern Border, with various toxic mists intertwined. Even Heaven-Man Realm powerhouses couldn't stay here for long.

The thousand-year-old Mother Gu's Immortal Cave was located within.

"Great Hero Yan, please look, that is the Gu God's Immortal Cave!"

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu pointed to a small cave and introduced:

"No one knows when the Gu God appeared in Southern Border."

"Her true form is a Jasper Cicada, naturally possessing the ability to control all Gu insects in Southern Border. Even the Gu insects I meticulously bred will all obey her commands as long as she emits a specific sound wave."

As they spoke, the two descended from the air.

These toxic miasmas were all kept out by the Pure World Lotus Platform. Following the small cave, the two went deep inside and finally reached the innermost part.

Yan Chu looked around the entire cave; there was no longer any residual aura here.

However, on the cave wall, there hung a cicada slough about ten feet large. A green light flowed over it, making it look like a magnificent work of art.

"Have you been here before?"

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu was also carefully observing the entire cave. Hearing this, he hurriedly shook his head:

"When I came before, I would only pay my respects outside the cave. I have never entered!"

Yan Chu nodded and stepped towards the cicada slough. On the wall below it were densely carved tadpole-like runes.

"Come here and see if you recognize what's on this!"

Yan Chu beckoned, calling the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu over.

He carefully looked over the runes on the wall, then frowned and shook his head, saying sincerely:

"I don't recognize them!"

"I know the scripts of all the Southern Border tribes, but this doesn't belong to any of them. It might be some kind of incantation. Does Great Hero Yan want to strip the entire wall and take it back to study carefully?"

"No need!"

Yan Chu shook his head. With a whoosh, before the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu could react, a giant hand had already pressed onto his head, forcibly dragging his Primordial Spirit out of his Sea of Consciousness.

"AAAAAHHHH!!!"

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu screamed, unable to stop it. Yan Chu's terrifying Mental Energy surged out, beginning a brutal soul search on him.

In an instant, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu was plunged into countless Reincarnations.

With Yan Chu's current cultivation, his mental attainment had long surpassed the limits of the Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Great Art itself.

He had added many of his own unique insights to this mental Cultivation Technique.

The memories of the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu flashed before his eyes scene by scene.

A cold sneer appeared on Yan Chu's face:

"Courting death. You still want to play tricks before me?"