Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1430 - 428: Celestial Venerable

Chapter 428: [Celestial Venerable]

South Celestial Sect, these three words crashed into Zhan Li’s mind. Though she didn’t understand their full meaning, the words "Celestial Sect" made Zhan Li’s heart involuntarily shiver!

Moreover, this magnificent giant city tower ruin here seemed absolutely unlike any construction known to her within the Domain Realm!

What kind of giants would build such towers?

Human beings in the Domain Realm naturally had no need for them, and even the larger and taller Demon Race didn’t seem big enough to require such towering structures, right?

Even though it had become a ruin, a pile of broken walls and remnants, when Zhan Li, an ordinary human size, stood before this collapsed watchtower, her figure seemed as small as an ant by comparison!

Perhaps...

Only such towering edifices could be called a "Celestial Sect".

This thought flickered silently in Zhan Li’s mind.

She didn’t notice that as she stared blankly at the tower, the Saint was quietly observing her.

After a while, the Saint gently sighed, "Have you seen enough? If so, let’s go."

Go?

Before Zhan Li could react, the Saint had already gently waved her sleeve. Zhan Li instantly lost control of her body and floated along with the Saint, leaping over the ruin of the "South Celestial Sect" and drifting inward...

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After a short while, the two figures flew further and further away.

Zhan Li noticed that parts of the distant gray area seemed to be writhing faintly!

The Saint’s final strike against the black Military General had released a vast golden light, dispelling a large amount of gray matter, yet now it seemed to be returning.

Unable to speak or make a sound, Zhan Li’s body floated uncontrollably with the Saint.

Finally, the vast ruins of the city tower were left behind, and the ground ahead was smooth as a mirror, where the two slowly landed.

The ground was smooth like a glass mirror, and one could faintly see their reflection.

Zhan Li grew more and more shocked.

She felt that encountering this Saint today and being brought to this place was likely a hidden secret of earth-shattering proportions!

But such secrets concerning a Saint... are they something a small figure like her is even qualified to know or partake in?

Not to mention that she has reverted to an ordinary state after using the Scattering Technique; even before that, she wasn’t worthy!

So-called young prodigies, geniuses of the Celestial Human Realm, future leaders expected by the Ghost Race, Cave Maidens...

These identities might seem grand in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.

However, before a Saint, they are nothing!

Even the highest tribe elder of the Ghost Race’s largest tribe, the Black Wood Tribe, commands more respect than Zhan Li.

Yet what of it? Even a Sword Servant under a Saint can kill as easily as plucking a chicken!

This Saint has brought her to such a mysterious place, exposing her to such earth-shattering secrets. What does she actually want her to do?

After they landed, the Saint suddenly chuckled lightly.

This laugh seemed to come out on a whim, causing Zhan Li’s heart to skip a beat.

It was because this laughter was cold!

A cold, indifferent laugh tinged with a hint of mockery.

Then, the Saint spoke.

Her words almost frightened Zhan Li so much that she nearly collapsed to the ground!

"It’s been years without meeting, it seems the Great Celestial Venerable has declined so much. In former times, you predicted my Life Chart, forcing me to enter the world and cross tribulations, yet you didn’t expect I would return unharmed, while you have become increasingly frail here."

The... the... Great Celestial Venerable?!

Crossing tribulations?

Zhan Li’s heart pounded wildly!

At that moment, her vision blurred!

Then, she squinted hard, and suddenly she saw, just ten steps ahead of where she and the Saint stood...

There, on the ground, sat a person!

An old man!

This person wore a gray and white long robe, his hair and beard as white as the bright moon.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, his body slightly hunched, head lowered.

His headful of white hair scattered, even hanging down in front of his face, covering most of it.

After just one glance at this old man, Zhan Li couldn’t help but breathe rapidly, her eyes felt painful, suddenly turning red, and tears began to flow.

Thankfully, the Saint stepped forward, blocking Zhan Li’s gaze, and then tapped Zhan Li’s forehead.

A cool aura entered her mind, and Zhan Li’s painful eyes immediately felt cool, with the pain disappearing.

"Great Celestial Venerable, I’ve brought this ’eye’ with great effort; don’t harm her," the Saint said indifferently.

The old man seated on the ground did not move, his eyes slightly closed, his mouth and nose as still as a statue.

Sitting there immobile, like a stone.

Showing not a single sign of life.

Then, though his lips remained pursed, a voice emerged.

The voice sounded very aged, even mildly weak, though the tone was relatively calm.

"You say, this is the eye you brought?"