Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

——If it were the realistic kind, the gods would have noticed long ago, and this priest of the Light King wouldn't have lived long.

Wang Sen's expression was peculiar: "His cultivation reached the Longevity Realm, with strength infinitely close to that of a Demigod, which is why he lived so long. From the things excavated in the cave, it seems he lived for at least 73,000 years, spanning the fiercest period of the ancient god wars, from the deaths of the Light King and the Master of Destiny, to the awakening of the Supreme Heavenly Venerate. However, one thing is very strange, his remains underwent a significant mutation, completely turning into a monster."

Lin Rui immediately glanced to the left side of this hall.

There was no need to look, Lin Rui's Spiritual Sense could directly perceive the situation in the adjacent room.

The bones left behind by that person indeed no longer resembled a human, appearing like dozens of human spines twisted into a braided shape, with long tentacles extending from the ends of these spines.

"Judging by the traces on the corpse, this person most likely died at the hands of the Suffering Goddess."

Han Kedao crossed his arms and looked puzzled at the last two murals: "The second-last and the third murals were erased; there are remnants of twisted power on them. The last mural shows the Divine Law Venerable betraying the Great Sun Venerable, causing the near success of the Great Sun Venerable's resurrection to fail."

Lin Rui took photos of the scene and sent them to the Suffering Heavenly Girl Lin Yi: Yi, do you remember this place?

Unfortunately, Lin Yi had no impression of this place and knew nothing about the one who died by her hand.

The Suffering Goddess left very few memories for Lin Yi, to the extent that now Lin Yi has problems re-establishing her divine position through the path of suffering.

She and Lin Xi are now entirely reliant on two Abyss Divine Artifacts left behind, able to temporarily elevate their Conceptual Power to the Abyss Rank.

The problem is that these two Abyss Divine Artifacts are too ancient, and their Divine Power is far less than before.

Lin Rui recalled the scene when he purified Lin Yi back then.

At that time, he saw the Suffering Goddess and exchanged a look with her.

At that moment, Lin Rui vaguely saw the goddess's lips move, as if she were saying something to him.

At that time, Lin Rui couldn't hear clearly at all, only picking up some incomprehensible noise.

But now, as Lin Rui recalled carefully, his expression gradually became peculiar.

He could already discern what that incomprehensible noise meant.

Lin Rui then put aside his thoughts: "Mother, in your impression, what kind of person is your master Cheng Zaotian?"

"He is a wise person, possessing a strong proficiency in both Martial Arts and the Stargazing Technique."

Li Weiliang raised her eyebrows faintly: "He is also a devoted follower of the seventh-generation Sect Hierarch, extremely reverent and trusting, endeavoring to maintain the hierarch's authority within the sect."

If it were the era when Cheng Zaotian was the Bright Sage Master, modifying the doctrines of the Light God Sect to include the content he wanted would have been absolutely impossible for Lin Rui.

After Elder Wan Xin and Yin Qianqiu seized power in the past, they strongly opposed and suppressed Cheng Zaotian's faction, elevating priests with differing doctrinal views to positions of 'Light Saint', which, to some extent, helped Lin Rui.

Lin Rui hummed thoughtfully, grasping his chin as he pondered: "A devotee of the seventh-generation hierarch? I sort of understand now."

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At the exact moment Lin Rui's alien form reached the underground ruins.

Hope Venerate also appeared solemn, standing beside a bath in a deep purgatory, constructed entirely from lustrous white jade stones.

This bathtub, a hundred feet in each dimension, had amber-colored water that shimmered with a molten gold-like luster; yet, it was crystalline and clear, like a massive golden gem embedded within the rocky terrain.

The ripples in the pool cast a kaleidoscope of colors, with pale golden steam wafting above, forming a thin mist hovering over the surface, where faint crimson runes seemed to drift within, as if magma were secretly surging.

In that instant, the pool water suddenly boiled, golden mist swirling into a vortex, from which a man burst forth.

This man's body was imposing and majestic, his countenance noble and dignified, golden hair unfurling like flames, dry and untouched by water, each strand seemingly imbued with the radiance of a burning sun. A faint halo of golden light surrounded him, the divine shining brightly in the entire underground space.

Just as he stepped out of the medicinal pool, the water exploded, transforming into countless light particles suspended in the air, resembling a golden rain cascade, the jade stones beneath his feet cracking inch by inch, white-hot flames erupted from the fissures, snaking like serpents, licking his bare ankles yet causing no harm.

When his eyes opened, it seemed as though twin Sun Wheels were turning in his pupils; the gaze he cast set everything aglow, spontaneously combusting or heating it, leaving all who met his eyes with averted gazes.

Hope Venerate focused his gaze, lowering a bow: "Master!"

The man before him was none other than his esteemed master, the Divine King of 320,000 years ago — the Great Sun Venerate!

"Rise, there's no need for this!"

Great Sun Venerate waved a hand, intending to lift Hope Venerate up.

Yet, as soon as his power touched Hope Venerate's divine body, it immediately dissipated.

Great Sun Venerate was momentarily taken aback, before letting out a self-deprecating smile.

All of His Source Material Core had either fallen into Lin Rui's hands or been forcibly contained within the 'Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire' by the seventh-generation Sect Hierarch. His current body was merely fashioned from the Source Material Core snatched from the former South Abyss by Hope Venerate, making even a demigod status quite precarious.

Renowned as the Burning Sun Venerate, he refined dozens of cultivation methods related to the Great Sun to an extremely high level, but none reached true Abyss-level mastery.

The Great Sun Venerate then looked forward, discovering that He stood within a deep underground skyscraper.

This skyscraper was wholly designed in a modern Heavenly Demon style, over 3,000 meters tall, housing 723 floors, where they currently occupied the 720th floor.

Through the glass curtain, the Great Sun Venerate could see not only a vast, exotic city below, predominantly crimson in tone but also the surrounding moat-like rings of molten magma.

Raising His gaze once more, beyond the layers of atmospheric haze, He caught sight of enormous, twisted black vines in a recessed area about 7,000 miles ahead.

Covered with bizarre purple-black patterns on their surfaces and swirling with chaotic hues, these vines varied in thickness, sprawling and writhing around the recessed area, casting black ripples across the space; an endless wail and whisper echoed within the void, the tangible world, silently eroded and twisted, emanating an unsettling aura that seemed to shake the very soul.

Their roots were embedded within a realm of dark chaos, discernible with every rhythmic pulse that unleashed a vast Ether Spiritual Tide.

This place was familiar to the Great Sun Venerable.

About 430,000 years ago, the Supreme Heavenly Venerate led them into this place, unearthing its Roots.

Gazing ahead, the Great Sun Venerate saw a colossal Divine Palace, shadowy and imposing, looming over the subterranean citadel.

The palace exuded a muted deep purple as a massive and distorted hand, radiating a cold, dark somber light, with swirling black tendrils absorbing the ambient light and vitality, enveloping the space in a foreboding gloom.

"Lord of Darkness should know, yet he has always turned a blind eye to my various measures."

Hope Venerate's eyes revealed a strange gleam: "Next, I will try to convince the Darkness to aid you in reclaiming your divine body!"

"Reclaim my divine body?"

In reply, the Great Sun Venerate paused and smiled self-mockingly.

"Arise, Lord of Hope."

Hope Venerate steadied himself, "Master!"

"What of the seventh generation, have there been any movements recently?"