Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Capítulo 1847: Chapter 1815: Thousands of Years of Waiting, Finally Beholding the Divine Son

Looking at the woman in front of him, Yu Yong’s heart stirred with an unprecedented wave of emotion.

The reincarnated body, after living a lifetime, returns to the original, becoming the human anchor of the Divine, to prevent the Divine from getting lost in the power of incense fire, completely turning into the image in the believers’ minds, losing oneself.

This is the life arranged for the reincarnated body of the Divine.

But what does the reincarnated body think?

To offer everything to the original without resentment or regret?

The struggle in Yu Yong’s eyes grew stronger, countless attachments, countless desires for emotions, and the images of mutual support over the past three thousand years kept flashing in his mind.

Finally, they all sank into silence.

All emotions were washed clean by the divine dao mysterious light deep within the divine soul. The Divine had lived through too many years, long foreseeing various issues and arranging everything in advance.

This was a highly developed civilization of the divine dao.

Clang!

Yu Yong drew his sword and stepped towards the Scorpion Queen on the throne.

“Will you… become a Divine in the future?”

The Scorpion Queen gently asked.

“You?”

Yu Yong suddenly looked up, eyes filled with dread, staring intently at the woman in front of him who was so familiar yet suddenly appeared somewhat unfamiliar.

A mere mortal, unable to be fooled by my skills?

What went wrong?

Raging and cold killing intent appeared in Yu Yong’s heart, making his expression even more gentle and sorrowful: “Cui, rather than let our children be captured and humiliated by the enemy, it’s better to give them a swift end.”

“I will be with you, don’t be afraid.”

His eyes were filled with tears, the end of a hero.

“Like this, it’s good.”

“Like this, it’s good.”

“You should be fine in the future, which puts my mind at ease.”

The Scorpion Queen was full of joy.

She knew something after all.

“These things,”

“Who told you?”

Yu Yong’s gentleness and sadness vanished, replaced by coldness.

He had lost patience; this mortal’s divine soul needs to be rigorously examined countless times, to confirm that the abnormality was not influenced by the likes of Beidou Holy Land or other divine forces, this anomaly must be eliminated.

“No one.”

“Are you a new Divine?”

The Scorpion Queen sighed: “Day and night, living together for thousands of years, though your indifference is very subtle, how could I not know?”

“I just didn’t expect this day to come so quickly.”

“In the moment of death, I wish my great king divine dao success, and immortality for millions of years.”

Yu Yong was silent.

This woman was indeed about to die, and her divine soul would endure a thousand cuts, burnt for ten thousand years, utterly destroyed, to repay her past sins.

“Don’t you hate me?”

Yu Yong asked.

“What are you saying, my king.”

“How could there be hatred?”

The Scorpion Queen sighed: “I am nothing but a peasant woman from Kaoshan Village, fortunate to have met the king, followed him through hardships, and finally became the queen above billions, living for three thousand years, what great fortune is this?”

“It’s just a pity that flowers don’t bloom forever.”

“I must go far now, please be well in the future, my king.”

“You…”

Yu Yong’s heart was heavy.

Clang!

However, his hand moved involuntarily, the Sword-light slashed across her white delicate neck, a beautiful head flew up, blood gushing like a spring.

The Scorpion Queen did not resist, she died.

“You…”

“Cui…”

Yu Yong knelt down with a thud.

His expression was numb, his heart aching.

The longsword in his hand fell to the ground with a clacking sound, tears sprang forth uncontrollably, he wailed in pain, unable to restrain himself.

The flames grew larger.

…

“All the Divines in this Great Thousand World must die, except for a few kept for research purposes.”

“Their sins are unforgivable.”

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

This is the human anchor of the divine reincarnated body, intense emotions and complex life experiences that can best awaken the Divine’s self, deeply immersed in the power of incense fire.

They deliberately create such intense joys and sorrows, various human tragedies.

Until all joys and sorrows numb the Divine’s self, unable to be touched, at that time, the Divine will completely lose humanity and be swallowed and assimilated by the power of incense fire, truly dying.

This is the extreme importance of human beings to the Divine.