A Blazing Sun Born upon the Earth

"How could such a miraculous spectacle appear?" "Could it be that in this era, a 'Blazing Sun' is about to be born upon the earth?" Chaos and turmoil erupted across the earthen city, and even a host of old monsters were utterly stunned. A jade bell hung suspended in midair, radiant with five-colored immortal light that pierced through the pitch-black night fog, its chime reverberating beyond the highest heavens! "Impossible! Even in a glorious epoch where god-given geniuses emerge in droves and constellations shine brightest, such a being could never be born down on the earth." "The truth is right before our eyes! The Five-Colored Jade Bell tolled eight times, its clear chiming already startling those in the heavens above!" "Perhaps an error occurred somewhere in the process..." Though some old monsters were arguing, they sprang into action immediately, rushing into the Five-Colored Immortal Realm to seek out the source that had provoked this sacred phenomenon. Qin Ming was genuinely startled. He had touched the Five-Colored Stele in a proper, orderly fashion, dutifully resonating and seeking comprehension. As time passed, he had experienced an insight, which unexpectedly stirred the rhythm of the Dao to surge backward into him. Naturally, this offered immense benefits for cultivation and comprehending the Dao. However, the commotion it caused was simply far too great—the entire city thundered with resonance, and immortal dao talismans permeated the empty void. On Qin Ming's body, the dense Dao rhythm began to materialize, forming streaks of intricate patterns. Resembling creeping vines and swimming chains, they wove through his flesh and blood. At first, Qin Ming felt a warm glow pervading his whole body, as though he were undergoing a baptism. Soon, however, he sensed something amiss; it felt as though he was being branded. Qin Ming's heart jolted. He released his grip at once, no longer craving this mysterious Dao rhythm pouring into his body, and moved immediately to sever it. Yet he discovered that these glittering "Dao chains" were like the sinews of a horned dragon, rapidly interlacing within his flesh, extraordinarily resilient and exceedingly difficult to cut through. Qin Ming felt a foreboding premonition. Was he being invaded? He could not even shake it free. "It's up to you!" He brought out the rag woven from various exotic metals and pressed it against the Five-Colored Stele. *Crack!* A distinct snapping sound rang out, like an immortal chain being violently torn apart! Qin Ming's right hand finally tore free from the Five-Colored Stele. Furthermore, like a whale guzzling water, the rag ravenously devoured the multicolored radiance within the stele, like a bottomless pit. By now, Qin Ming had already heard four chimes of the bell. That was the commotion he had triggered. Had the rag not severed the connection, the bell would have continued ringing. Yet it seemed like a game of relay: the clear chiming of the bell was picked up by "latecomers," continuing from the fifth toll... all the way to the eighth. "This is..." He purified the remaining Dao rhythm inside his body, watching as they indeed resembled roots or chains. As they were pulled from his flesh, every strand was crystal-clear and distinctly visible. The rag, usually lifeless and dormant, now swept away the clouds like a whirlwind, glowing faintly. Black mist surged, a blazing sun emerged, and a colossal claw flickered in and out of view. The Five-Colored Stele dimmed, the Dao rhythm within seemingly on the verge of exhaustion. "That should be enough." Qin Ming attempted to retrieve it. Without exerting much effort, he broke the connection with the Five-Colored Stele. Once more, the rag reverted to its unremarkable, dormant state. Qin Ming was familiar with its habits; every time it revived, it was because it encountered divinity, Dao rhythms, or the like. Otherwise, one could never perceive anything special about it. All was calm on his end, but the earthen city was in an absolute uproar! The rag had swallowed the Dao rhythm. After the eight tolls of the bell, within the space filled with five-colored immortal mist, every stone slab and jade stele dimmed, looking like a vibrant, multicolored painting stripped of its hues, reduced to a monochrome black-and-white scene. At that moment, deep within the Earth Immortal Palace, several youthful powerhouses jolted, feeling the Dao rhythm flowing into their bodies suddenly cut off. Mu Qinghe dashed into the realm of five-colored immortal mist to check the status of the youths she had personally granted an audience to. However, this was a five-layered space. Even for someone of her stature, attempting to intervene mid-process and force her way close proved quite arduous, costing her several moments. "How do you feel?" she called out loudly, searching out the youths across the different areas one by one. The earthen city was in utter chaos! A number of old monsters surged into the five-colored immortal mist one after another, only to find that every stone slab had faded, which gave them all a terrible shock. Hearing the clamor outside, Qin Ming naturally withdrew along with the crowd. "What happened?" he asked those around him. "No idea. I was meditating and trying to comprehend, just beginning to resonate with the Dao rhythm, when suddenly the stone slab lost its color! It was like a tidal surge of spiritual nature from the Nine Heavens abruptly receding—vanished in the blink of an eye." All the youths wore bewildered expressions, having no clue what had transpired. People poured into the streets. Above the earthen city, that jade bell gradually faded away, yet the dense immortal dao symbols in the void still glittered brilliantly, illuminating the night sky. On the main street, Gao Chan, clad in black, lacked his usual composure. His chest heaved violently as he murmured to himself, "Eight tolls of the bell... What an immense foundation! Could someone with eight stacked suns be about to emerge?" Before long, various rumors spread, sparking a commotion throughout the city. "Eight tolls of the bell correspond to the potential of the eighth realm—that is the caliber of a Heavenly Immortal!" "No, even greater than a Heavenly Immortal! One with eight stacked suns has no need to become an immortal, nor any need to alter their lifeform. They just have to continue along their original path, and their upper limit won't be locked!" This ignited heated discussions, sending the earthen city into a fervor. No one had anticipated that such a figure existed among them. "To have such talent detected in youth indicates limitless possibilities for the future. As their cultivation grows, they might even alter their constitution and elevate their innate gifts further. Such a person possesses boundless potential—even in the heavens, they are hailed as a 'Blazing Sun'!" Some of the old monsters in the earthen city were thoroughly awestruck, and those around them engaged in fevered discussion. When such rumors broke out, they naturally stirred up tremendous waves. Many youthful prodigies were hearing for the first time that in the future, great stars would dazzle the world, constellations would revolve around a single moon, and so-called Blazing Suns would traverse the sky. Furthermore, they now knew that the established order seemed to have been overturned: a genius of the "Blazing Sun" caliber had actually appeared on the earth. "Could it be that I accidentally triggered the phenomenon and startled the beings in the heavens?" someone chuckled. The immortal runes in the void extinguished, and the earthen city finally returned to normal. Earth Immortal Mu Qinghe rose into the air, overlooking the entire city, keeping a sharp eye on any suspicious disturbance. At the same time, in the pitch-black night sky that had just regained its calm, clouds suddenly split open as glorious rainbow clouds bloomed. A beam of light shot straight down, entering the earthen city. Moreover, as it traveled, it brought with it a downpour of radiant light, while fragrant flower petals fluttered down in profusion, creating a scene of sacred serenity. "A being from the heavens descends to the mortal realm!" Exclamations rang out all over the earthen city. Several old monsters stepped forward in person to welcome him, bowing with solemn respect. "Greetings, Envoy!" Even Mu Qinghe put on no airs. In the night sky above the earthen city, a rain of flower petals drifted and flying immortal light swirled. The approaching figure was densely wrapped in divine chains of order, flowing with Dao rhythm, exuding an indescribable otherworldly grace. A being at the Earth Immortal Great Perfection stage had arrived from beyond the Nine Heavens. In an era without Heavenly Gods and Heavenly Immortals, this was an apex figure at the absolute peak! "Has a Blazing Sun been born here?" Wrapped in the dazzling shower of light, with sweeping sleeves and a hazy silhouette, the being was discernible as a dignified young man maintaining human form. "Follow me," Mu Qinghe led the way personally, guiding him to examine the Five-Colored Steles. "They have all lost their color, their Dao rhythms completely drained away... How is this possible?!" Zhou Yan, the Earth Immortal envoy from the heavens, was profoundly astonished. Then, he produced a small banner that resembled a blazing sun and brushed it gently over the Five-Colored Stele, seemingly extracting impressions to investigate the truth. "Eight tolls of the bell, struck by different people in turn. Judging by the resonance of the first four chimes, it was exceptionally profound and powerful. That single individual had the potential to strike the bell eight times on his own—in no way inferior to the Blazing Suns of the heavens!" Zhou Yan had brought an ultimate treasure of the Earth Immortal realm. Using the small banner, he captured the extraordinary residual rhythm, yet when he tried to trace its source, he failed. "So there was no error in the process—a youth comparable to a Blazing Sun really has been born upon the earth?!" The group following him was utterly shaken. Zhou Yan nodded grimly and said, "The signs indicate that is indeed the case." "Has the universe turned upside down? Is heaven and earth being inverted?" Originally, there were already people from the heavens residing in the earthen city who knew the inside details. Witnessing this with their own eyes left them thoroughly shaken, such as members of great organizations like the Immortal Palace and the Cicada Court. "The enigmatic Yujing was inverted to begin with!" someone murmured. At this moment, Mu Qinghe asked with a solemn expression, "Why can't the source be traced?" Zhou Yan's expression turned grave. "In all probability, external forces interfered." Mu Qinghe said, "Who would dare? Could it be those beings at the Earth Immortal Great Perfection stage outside Night Province, within Yujing's sphere of influence, who are discontent with the status quo?" Zhou Yan sent a mental transmission in secret: "Have you forgotten? Back then, Heavenly Immortals and Heavenly Gods fled from Yujing!" As he spoke those words, his muscles tensed, apprehension rising in his heart as he secretly stayed on guard. Mu Qinghe's expression froze. "Logically speaking, their fates couldn't have been good. Even if they survived, they could barely look after themselves, right? Most likely, all of them met tragic deaths on the ground!" Zhou Yan shook his head. "A starved camel is still bigger than a horse. Anything is possible." Afterward, standing tall in the night sky, he looked down over the earthen city. After scanning it thoroughly, he said to Mu Qinghe, "Handle the aftermath here. I must return. This matter has significant ramifications; I need to inform the old fellows." Mu Qinghe was speechless. Was he eager to report back, or was he frightened, worried that a decaying Heavenly Immortal might be nearby? This time, there were no fluttering petals or tens of thousands of auspicious rays. There was only a luminous figure tearing through the pitch-black night, rapidly vanishing. Su Moran's beautiful eyes shone with divine radiance as she snapped out of her daze. Both she and Gao Chan came from above; having witnessed and heard all this, they found it utterly inconceivable. "A Blazing Sun can actually be born on the earth... Just who could it be?!" Deep inside, she was overwhelmingly shaken. Whether it was the people from the heavens staying temporarily in the city or the old monsters of the earthen city, they had followed the entire incident closely, their emotions churning after learning the details. Mu Qinghe gathered the youths she valued—Jin Puti, Pei Qingwu, Jiang Ran, and others—to inquire and examine their conditions thoroughly. "I believe I was the one who shook the Five-Colored Jade Bell!" Among these young prodigies, someone spoke with extreme conceit. Others felt a chill in their hearts, because they had truly resonated with it and felt "Dao chains" spreading into their bodies. That experience had not been particularly pleasant, though fortunately, the surging Dao rhythm had fully receded in the end. Mu Qinghe's fingers glowed as she lightly brushed over these youths. However, as soon as she touched Chunyangzi, wisps of golden blood qi steamed from his body, and the figure of a dignified elder materialized. "Which Earth Immortal dares plot against my descendant?" "An Earth Immortal's protection?" Mu Qinghe realized that this Chunyangzi was held in immense esteem by the Earth Immortal of his clan, who had placed a wondrous technique upon him. When she reached out toward Xiao Jinye, a coarse, massive hand abruptly materialized and lunged toward her snow-white neck! *Hiss!* Mu Qinghe drew in a sharp breath of the night fog, stepped back, and quickly withdrew her hand. The rumors about that Old Barbarian God in the deepest reaches of the northern wild lands being at least at the Earth Immortal Great Perfection stage were indeed true! After a cursory inspection, Mu Qinghe gave up and chose not to force the issue with these youths. In truth, she was deeply shaken. Each of these boys and girls had a more formidable background than the last, none of them simple. Some were shielded by Earth Immortal light in their veins, while a rare few had even acquired mysterious suits of armor that could defend automatically—armor that would make even Earth Immortals envious! "Those possessing boundless potential need not hide it," Mu Qinghe told them. "Once you enter that city in the heavens, the greater your talent, the more benefits you will receive, and you will be nurtured as a key priority." She explained that the Five-Colored Stele contained great fortune. Gaining its approval was equivalent to securing the status of a Heavenly Immortal, accompanied by the baptism and purification of Dao chains. Next, she called upon the Sky-Patrolling Mirror suspended above the earthen city, hoping to see if it had captured any useful images. A moment later, Mu Qinghe's expression turned grave. There truly was a discovery: after the Five-Colored Jade Bell chimed eight times, three blurry figures had departed the earthen city one after another. "Could the 'Blazing Sun' have slipped away among the ordinary geniuses?" She ordered her subordinates to pursue the lead, not daring to set out herself. She was exceedingly wary, worried that behind this Blazing Sun lurked an ancient, dying Heavenly Immortal! Evidently, the people she dispatched returned empty-handed. That day, rumors flew thick and fast throughout the earthen city, leaving listeners dumbfounded. Qin Ming finally pieced together the situation, his heart far from calm. He had zero interest in the Dao rhythm within the Five-Colored Stele; as for purification and baptism, he wanted nothing to do with them. He had not forgotten that Old Man Liu had originally fled from Yujing. This time, he had only intended to reap some easy benefits and seek opportunities without getting too deeply involved, yet he had still nearly been entangled in this "Blazing Sun incident." "Who do you think could have rung the five-colored bell?" Qin Ming asked. "My sister!" Bai Meng replied, brimming with confidence in Tang Yushang. Wu Yaozu said, "Brother Ming, could that 'Yuan' refer to the 'Ape'? Anyone who cultivates a Mind Ape would definitely be terrifyingly strong." Xiang Yiwu said, "The person who cultivated the Mind Ape is most likely in the earthen city. But wouldn't adopting a homophonous name be a bit too obvious?" ... In the night sky, beams of light shot across as the night mist detonated. Several auspicious clouds touched down one after another—more people from the heavens had arrived, and in no small numbers. Old and young alike, they were led by two Earth Immortals. Clearly, they placed immense value on the young prodigies in the earthen city, believing that exceptional seeds had emerged, and wanted to take them up into the heavens. On that same day, Earth Immortals crossed the border outside Night Province! Long ago, Mu Qinghe had invited Earth Immortals from beyond the province to gather in the earthen city for talks. Today, several top powerhouses arrived together. "Why have they arrived at this exact time?" Both Mu Qinghe and the heavenly envoys frowned. ... Liu Mo sat beneath the Black-White Twin Trees, petting the dog. "Dog, I feel like I'm barely holding on. If I die before you, where do you plan to bury me?" The fur across the big yellow dog's body stood on end; it was thoroughly terrified. "Impossible! Master, you won't die!" It didn't want to suffer through five hundred years only to have to start all over again and endure the hardship a second time. Over these five hundred years, it had fallen into oblivion, been dazed and muddled, and had its divine blood drained dry—it was practically an epic of blood and tears. "Lately, whenever I fall asleep, I've been groggy and filled with deep grievance and fury in my dreams. Two decaying monsters are daydreaming about consuming me for nourishment. Every time I dream of them, I get furious." The big yellow dog urged, "Master, please calm your anger. Raging harms the body. Endure for a few more years, and you will achieve perfection." "I'm afraid I won't hold out. Go deliver a letter for me to that bunch of old lads who love digging holes. Ask them if they dare raid the den of higher gods. There are risks, but plenty of benefits too." ... The Dog Sword Immortal set out, wind and thunder surging as it crossed the night sky. In the end, it landed outside the earthen city, silently seeking out the patriarch who was engaged in massive construction. "Beast God, weren't you skinned alive? You're still not dead?!" When Helian Chengyun saw it, his face changed completely, and he pulled out a broken arrow on the spot. "Do you even know how to talk? Here, I've brought you coordinates. In that place, there might be two decaying higher gods on their deathbeds. Do you lot dare to dig?" ... In the earthen city, a group of people suddenly looked up toward the outskirts. Mysterious divine light rippled out, expanding toward the earthen city. "Those old lads are truly industrious—they've dug another hole!" "No, that flowing light isn't intense, but why does it feel like it carries a strange Dao rhythm? It feels dangerous, like an ancient monster with one foot in the grave, giving off an aura of decay!" "Holy sh*t... that's... a dying Heavenly Immortal is reviving!"