Chapter 1492 — This Debt of Gratitude Is Not Yet Repaid
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Obsession can drive a man mad. The Ancestor God King, born of Lord Heaven's desire, had at this moment let loose the desire so long suppressed within him, and it left him frenzied, exhilarated.
He did not even see that Fire Tianzun had already appeared behind him.
In the instant his long-cherished wish was fulfilled, he let down his guard; his vigilance slackened.
If a man spends his whole life dreaming of one achievement, exhausting heart and strength for it, even disguising his own nature — as the Ancestor God King had done for hundreds of thousands of years without a single day's change — then the instant that wish comes true will be the moment he relaxes utterly, and the moment he is weakest. How could Fire Tianzun let such a rare chance slip? Though he, like the Ancestor God King, was called the most straightforward and plainspoken of the Ten Tianzun, he struck without the slightest hesitation or delay! The Ancestor God King, the least scheming of the Ten Tianzun, said one when it was one and two when it was two; Fire Tianzun, the most righteous of the Ten Tianzun, hated evil as his enemy, loathed the ancient gods, and championed the wronged — whenever there was injustice, he was the first to step forward.
These two were the most likely of the Ten Tianzun to become friends; yet, strangely, they never did.
On the contrary, theirs was the strangest relationship among the Ten. They seldom spoke to each other, seldom exchanged words; even when they met, it was usually no more than a greeting or two, each wary of the other.
Perhaps because they were the same kind of men: though each had much to say, each was also wary, precisely because the other so resembled himself.
In an instant Fire Tianzun raised his Heavenly Palace and Heavenly Court to their utmost, and aided by the twenty-four heavens of his Way realm, pressed a palm to the Ancestor God King's back, at the heart — Way fire blazing, surging into the Ancestor God King's body! Way fire burst from the Ancestor God King's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose; even his Heavenly Palace and Heavenly Court were covered in roaring flame, and not even his treasure of heavenly fire could suppress it!
Qiang Tianfei's ancestral God-Slaying Terrace was a testing ground of the Way realm: the number of steps anyone saw when they looked upon it depended on their own attainment in the Way realm. Hong Tianzun saw nine steps; Shi Qiluo saw twelve; but Fire Tianzun saw twenty-four! His attainment in the Way realm ranked among the first or second of the Ten Tianzun; long before the others had even begun to touch the Way realm, he had already made his mark in it, and on the path of Way fire he had gone very far.
Only, he had not known that this was the Way realm; not until Kaihuang established the system of the Way realm did he realize he had already built something upon it. His Way fire Way realm had, after he disposed of the Southern Emperor Vermilion Bird, undergone another terrifying advance — which was how he had been able to cultivate to the twenty-four-heaven Way fire Way realm.
He had hidden it deeply enough. The Ancestor God King struggled, straining to rouse the supreme treasure of the Way of Heaven, trying to suppress the Way fire.
Fire Tianzun's eyes flickered; he spread his five fingers, and the Ancestor God King's four limbs suddenly went rigid, pinned in the air, his body spread-eagled. Though his hand still gripped the supreme treasure of the Way of Heaven, he had no strength to resist.
"Ancestor God King, if Moon Tianzun had not exiled me to the Yuan Realm, how would I ever have discovered you skulking in the Tianyin Realm, waiting for your chance to strike? " Fire Tianzun let out a breath.