122: Chapter 122 The Sun Returns to Its Position, Illuminating the Divine Ship; The Vast Ruins Are Bright Throughout the Night

"Husband!"

Above the Sun Well, in the Holy Land of the Sun-Herding Clan.

Old Clan Chief, Yan Jingjing, and the others were dumbfounded.

"This is just too powerful!"

To extract the sun using this method, such techniques...

The supreme majesty of the Sendai Realm illuminates the world!

The dark Law that had plunged The Great Ruins into darkness for ten thousand years was now retreating in a frenzy of fear before his aura.

Ye Xiu stood on the edge of the well, looking at the stunned Old Clan Chief and the tearfully joyful Yan Jingjing, before tilting his head back to take a swig of wine.

"Old man, get ready to catch the sun."

After saying this, Ye Xiu untied the wine gourd from his waist and carelessly poured it toward the dim solar divine ship hovering in mid-air.

"Splash!"

Golden wine splashed out, and wrapped within the liquid was the true spirit of the Three-Legged Golden Crow, which had regained its vitality and was radiating ten thousand rays of light!

The Golden Crow let out a joyful, clear cry, transforming in the air into a blazing sun over a thousand zhang in diameter, which accurately smashed into the core furnace of the solar divine ship.

"Rumble—!!!"

A muffled explosion came from inside the divine ship.

The blazing sun returns to its place; the Golden Crow enters the furnace!

The originally dried up, exhausted, and dust-covered dark golden formation patterns of the solar divine ship...

...were instantly flooded with the crimson, magma-like Origin fire liquid of the sun the moment the Golden Crow's true spirit returned!

The entire divine ship erupted with a brilliant radiance a hundred, a thousand times stronger than before.

Under the feedback of this terrifying Divine Power, the hull expanded rapidly. The ancient Golden Crow carved into the prow let out a heaven-shaking divine roar, appearing vivid and lifelike, as if it had been revived.

Yan Jingjing, standing at the prow, shuddered.

The flame divine mark on her forehead flickered wildly. With the divine ship regaining its Divine Power, a massive amount of feedback Spiritual Qi surged into her Meridians.

It directly caused her cultivation, which had just reached the Divine Bridge Realm, to soar wildly again; the threshold of the Sendai Realm was now within reach!

This was not just the revival of a ship, but the Rebirth of an ancient tribe!

The Sun-Herding Clan watched the brilliant divine ship above their heads, too shocked to breathe.

Old Clan Chief's charred old face twitched violently. Finally, he slowly lowered his hands and bowed deeply to the man in white holding the wine gourd.

"Many thanks, Cult Leader... for pacifying the ten thousand fires and restoring the sun for our clan!"

Ye Xiu curled his lip, looking at the "showy" divine ship in the sky, and sneered:

"What's the point of just shining brightly? I said I was going to sweep the courtyard, so I can't just light up this one pit."

He turned his head and looked toward the ten thousand li of territory in The Great Ruins, which never saw the sun and churned with black mist, a flash of sharp killing intent appearing in his heterochromatic gold and silver eyes.

"Jingjing, set sail! The darkness of this ten thousand li Great Ruins ends today!"

...

Canlao Village.

This was the only safe haven in the entire Great Ruins.

Even as night fell, the thousands of willow branches hanging from the sky-blocking old willow tree at the village entrance still emitted a soft, faint light.

It kept the rampant black mist and dangers of the outside world firmly locked away.

At this moment, the night in Canlao Village seemed somewhat heavy. The Mute stopped his hammer, Blind Man gripped his bamboo staff, and Deaf Man pricked up his ears.

The legless Village Chief was also puffing furiously on his dry pipe, the smoke rings he blew thicker and whiter than usual.

This group of old monsters, who had crawled out of piles of dead bodies, were now looking toward the direction of the Sun Well in tacit understanding.

Even separated by layers of miasma and black mist, they could clearly feel it. A terrifying energy capable of destroying the entire Great Ruins was colliding and running wild over there.

"Sigh, this kid has too impatient a temper."

The Village Chief sighed, tapping his pipe against the bluestone slab, sending out dazzling sparks:

"He dared to go to the Sun Well to fish for the sun without any preparation. Back then, those few gods went in and vanished without even a bubble rising. The Mute, your hammer needs more quenching; prepare to set up a cenotaph for him."

The Mute shook his head, gesturing "aba aba," his eyes filled with worry, but more so with an unshakable trust.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying that Devil King's Physical Body was.

Inside the bamboo building.

Si Youyou was lying quietly on a rattan chair, covered by a soft blanket lined with snow-fox fur. A white ribbon covered her eyes, but her lower abdomen was already slightly swollen.

Ever since she felt the terrifying high temperature coming from the Holy Land of the Sun-Herding Clan, the "True Dragon Seed" in her womb had become somewhat restless.

The overbearingly peerless pure-yang True Dragon Qi and blood surged wildly through her Meridians, greedily absorbing the little Spiritual Qi and vitality she had left in her body.

Si Youyou bit her red lips, her face pale to the point of transparency, her hands subconsciously stroking her lower abdomen, softly soothing the little life within.

"Don't make a fuss... Your father is doing something very great, we must believe in him."

Xiao Yushi was beside her, shedding tears in anxiety, wanting to transmit some Spiritual Qi over.

But she discovered that her Yu Shi Spiritual Qi was instantly evaporated by the pure-yang Dragon blood inside Si Youyou before it could even get close.

"Sister, you absolutely cannot have anything happen to you! Brother Ye... he will definitely come back! I'll go urge Grandfather Blind Man to prepare some medicine again!"

Xiao Yushi cried and shouted as she was about to run out.

Si Youyou gently held Xiao Yushi's hand and shook her head: "Don't go. I can feel his aura. He is not dead; not only is he not dead, but he... has become even stronger than before."

The moment her voice fell, the black mist outside Canlao Village suddenly churned and boiled violently.

The pitch-black miasma that originally shrouded the world and devoured all light seemed to have encountered some impending doom, letting out shrill, dying beast-like screams.

Immediately after, the sky-filling layer of black miasma clouds that had settled over Canlao Village for a thousand years suddenly split open from the center without warning, revealing a huge gap!

A streak of golden light, scorching, pure, and extremely hard and yang, like a divine sword judging the world, instantly pierced through the layers of fog and shone straight onto the crown of the old willow tree in Canlao Village.

This light was so dazzling that Canlao Village, which was accustomed to living in darkness—even Grandfather Blind Man had kept his eyes closed for many years—became ten thousand times brighter than daylight in this short moment.

"That... that is..."

Deaf Man widened his eyes, staring at the sky, too shocked to speak.

The Mute's hammer fell heavily to the ground, smashing a piece of dark iron into pieces.

Grandfather Blind Man's hand gripping the bamboo staff trembled violently, even though his eyes were covered. He could still clearly "see" that vast, abyssal pure-yang divine light in the world.

The Village Chief exhaled the last puff of smoke and stood up abruptly. His face, which was usually lazy and indifferent to life and death, was now full of fanaticism and awe. He raised his old, battered pipe and pointed far away toward the gap in the south that was as bright as the scorching sun.

"That is... the light of the solar divine ship!"

"Hahaha! That bastard kid, he actually... actually really did it! Not only did he survive, but he also lit up the sky of this Great Ruins for me!"

The old monsters of Canlao Village, after that war between gods and devils ten million years ago, saw "daybreak" for the first time on the land of The Great Ruins.

...

The ten thousand li Great Ruins, on this night, ushered in the most extreme and shocking baptism in its history. The gap above Canlao Village was just the beginning.

Accompanied by Ye Xiu's arrogant command, "Set sail! Dispel the darkness of The Great Ruins," the solar divine ship, having completely revived and regained its Divine Power, under Yan Jingjing's full control, began a ten thousand li cruise deep into The Great Ruins like an invincible warship loaded with destruction and purification.

The hull expanded to a size of ten thousand zhang, and the Golden Crow divine bird on the prow let out clear, resonant cries. The entire divine ship transformed into a real sun, riding the wind and waves amidst the black mist of The Great Ruins.

"Boom—boom—boom—!!!"

Wherever the solar divine ship passed, the Solar True Fire light erupting from the ship's formation patterns did not even need to make contact. Merely the radiation wave of that extremely hard and yang energy caused the black miasma that had accumulated for ten thousand li and contained forbidden Laws settled over ages to instantly vaporize and melt away like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

The ten thousand li of black clouds were ruthlessly torn apart. Those ancient Vicious Beasts and monsters lurking in the depths of The Great Ruins' swamps—which even those in the Divine Bridge Realm would usually avoid—let out shrill, desperate screams the instant the golden light descended.

Their highly toxic bodies, capable of poisoning gods, could not even last half a breath under the light of the Solar True Fire. They were instantly vaporized, leaving nothing behind.

"Dark Laws? God and Devil taboos?"

He smashed the wine gourd in his hand hard against the prow, emitting a crisp explosion: "In front of my, Ye Xiu's, sword and the sun, all of you get the hell out of the way!"

Whatever weird dark Laws. Whatever curse of the burial bones of gods and devils. In front of this, which represents the purest and most primitive light and high temperature in the Universe, they are all just a joke!

The light of the solar divine ship continued to spread. It was like a sharp carving knife, inch by inch, re-carving that pitch-black map of The Great Ruins into a pure land of light and peace.