PMG Chapter 2005
Chapter 2005: Ancient War
The crowd was trembling. The geniuses were all staring at Lin Feng and taking deep breaths. Lin Feng was seated on the Holy Imperial Throne! He wasn’t even known for having a king-type body or anything!
“What are they doing?” asked someone who noticed that the beautiful women of the Dynasty were on their knees and looking at the Holy Way Stage. What did that throne mean for the Holy Spirit Dynasty? Was there something secret going on? They had activated the Holy Way Stage and invited geniuses, what was the reason?
A fairyland appeared. There were many strong cultivators present, and their Qi was astonishing.
One of them looked at the crowd and said calmly, “Today, we invited many geniuses over, but now the event is over. Please leave.”
They were kicking out their guests?
The crowd was astonished. Lin Feng was seated on the throne and the Holy Spirit Dynasty was kicking out guests? Many people hadn’t tried their chance with the Holy Way Stage yet. They were very annoyed. However, they knew they couldn’t go as far as Lin Feng.
“See you,” said some people, glancing at Lin Feng one last time before leaving.
Princess Piao Xue and the others didn’t leave. Princess Piao Xue looked at the strong cultivator in the sky and said, “Master, Lin Feng is our guest, I’m from the Tianci Dynasty. We’re waiting for him here.”
“Piao Xue, little girl, don’t worry, we won’t steal your guests. We’ll bring him back. Please go back,” the strong cultivator said to her. Piao Xue’s eyes glittered, she wasn’t reassured at all.
“I’m staying here.” said Meng Qing slowly.
The strong cultivator of the Holy Spirit Dynasty looked at Meng Qing and said, “Who are you to him?”
“His wife. I follow Lin Feng everywhere,” Meng Qing replied evenly.
“Alright, you can stay,” said the strong cultivator dismissively.
“Meng Qing, be careful,” Hou Qing Lin said to Meng Qing. Meng Qing nodded back.
Piao Xue, Hou Qing Lin, and the others all departed. Even if the Holy Spirit Dynasty wanted to do anything bad to Lin Feng, nobody could protect him. But they were also convinced that the Holy Spirit Dynasty wouldn’t harm Lin Feng.
At that moment, Lin Feng had closed his eyes. He had the impression that he was traveling back in time.
He turned into a spirit and appeared in the ancient days. This was the Dynasty of the old times, when they were truly powerful.
There were wrecked buildings everywhere.
“Qi Tian Dynasty, when the Dynasties were one. They will always exist, however,” said a voice in Lin Feng’s mind. It sounded like an old man’s voice, it was similar or maybe even the same as the voice he had heard when he was on the stage. The man sounded sad…
Before Lin Feng, apart from Dynasties, there were many powerful cultivators. They were all fighting, everything was being crushed around them. Fists and energies kept colliding…
Such powerful spells, there are some spells I’ve never even imagined, thought Lin Feng, shaken at the sight. He saw a cultivator punch another one, his fist transformed ninety-nine times. The earth and sky kept shaking as gigantic craters appeared. Had those cultivators transcended worldliness?
However, Lin Feng didn’t sense any Qi. He was just watching…
“All the emperors cohabited. That’s why the Dynasty was so powerful. They didn’t want it to disappear. However, at some point, it destroyed that harmony. Cultivators want power, and Saints are no exceptions. They live so long, sometimes they feel like they’re suffocating. Their only pleasure is to see their children and grandchildren grow up.”
Lin Feng heard the voice again. Lin Feng had compassion, he felt a bit sad. Indeed, being so old and seeing society change all the time was sad.
What was the “it” which had destroyed that harmony, though?
“It made everything change. It allowed everybody to have hope again. However, all the Saints also started having explosive battles. Everybody started attacking one another. They all wanted power and control. Nobody won the battle, so they stopped. Then their descendants started fighting to avenge their ancestors, and the Saints realized they had made a mistake,” the man sighed.
It was the same sigh Lin Feng had heard in the outside world. The Saints regretted the battle they had sealed in historical remains. They had hoped their descendants would solve the issue, but in the end, it didn’t work.
“The Saints knew that remorse couldn’t change anything, so they destroyed everything except for a few historical remains, such as the Holy Way Stage you are on. I left it. So many years have passed and now you’re here.”
When Lin Feng heard that, his heart started pounding. Lin Feng had had the impression he was facing a real Saint, was it the case?
“The Holy Way Stage is my body, my blood, my soul. Only the throne can grant someone access to this place where you can watch the ancient war. Since you came here, you will also become a Holy King someday. You’ve probably never had doubts about that, or you wouldn’t be here.
“I don’t know whether you’re my descendant, a member of my Dynasty, or… of course, I don’t know whether the Holy Spirit Dynasty still exists or not, but in any case you’re lucky to be here. If my Dynasty still exists, please wish them the best. If you’re from my Dynasty, then it’s even better.”
Lin Feng’s heart was pounding. All the historical remains of Qi Tian Holy Town had been left by the Saints?
To activate those historical remains, cultivators need to be incredibly talented, they needed to have the potential to become peerless cultivators?
“Alright, I will put the battle in your memories. Learn from it. And I, I will never return,” said the voice. Lin Feng suddenly remembered the ancient war in agonizing detail. He had the sensation his head was going to explode, and he trembled at the force of it.
In the outside world, the strong cultivators of the Holy Spirit Dynasty were all staring at Lin Feng, their hearts pounding. All the Saints had fallen back in the days during the great war, and many of their descendants had died too. Some historical remains had even been destroyed. Many people had tried to activate the historical remains for a long time, but they had always failed.
And today, someone from abroad, a genius, had done it!