Chapter 1601 — The Death of a Godking

In the spring of that year, she met a young man from the Juyu Clan. The young man, riding on the back of a giant beast, stared at her intently.

And she was already the strongest existence of the Nüxin Clan. The clan chief and elders were already deliberating whether to let her succeed to the position of clan chief of the Nüxin Clan.

"I will marry you," the young man said to her.

Her companions laughed at the young man's foolishness, but the young man, though summoned away by his own clan members, kept turning back to look at her.

She could not remember whether it was love at first sight for her, but for that young man, it was indeed love at first sight.

Countless years passed. She became clan chief as she had wished. When the old clan chief stepped down, he said to her with earnest gravity, "From today forth, you shall inherit the name Yun."

"Yun means the western lands, the west where metal is produced. You must, like the clan chiefs before you, sacrifice to our visualized deity, the White Tiger. You must, like the clan chiefs before you, cast aside all tender emotions."

"Your race shall henceforth become the most important thing in your life—the thing you protect with your very life."

"When your horn sounds, it shall fill the women of Nüxin with strength greater than that of men. Your long whip is not only for herding, not only for taming those massive fierce beasts—it can also tame men, making them submit to you. It can also transform into a sharp spear, piercing through all threats to the Nüxin Clan."

"You shall stand upon the head of the White Tiger, ruling the vast and boundless western territories. Every place where your horn can be heard shall be pastureland of the Nüxin Clan!"

"You shall raise your long whip, lashing the gods who do not submit, sweeping down the stars from the heavens, conquering all who defy you!"

"You shall use your youth and your life—even your beauty, even your love—to conquer all the surrounding tribes, making them submit to Nüxin!"

"You shall become the king of the entire universe, the king of all ancient gods! You shall become—"

"Godking Gong Yun!"

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Gong Tianzun walked on, passing before the eyes of the Earth Earl. The Earth Earl glanced at her curiously, revealing a look of astonishment. The old Yincha was startled and was about to summon his immeasurable clones to strike her down when the Earth Earl's thoughts rippled: "Ren Sheng Wang, there is no need."

The old Yincha looked carefully at Gong Tianzun, then nodded silently, saying, "The Earth Earl is wise. Indeed, there is no need."

"She is already dead. She is creating an illusion to keep her dao heart from being crushed."

The Earth Earl watched her depart into the distance and mused, "Who killed her?"

Gong Tianzun walked and walked, and before she knew it, she had walked out of Youdu.

In her daze, she arrived at the Ancestral Court.

Before her eyes was not the spectacular scenery of the Ancestral Court, but another scene entirely.

It was her wedding day. The young man who had fallen in love with her at first sight and said he would marry her had already become the Grand Emperor, renowned throughout the cosmos.

That young man's rate of growth was frightening. In his youth, he had already become the clan chief of the Juyu Clan.

His power threatened the Nüxin Clan. His Juyu Clan conquered all the tribes under heaven, swallowing up small tribes, making the Juyu Clan ever more powerful.

The Three Kings of the ancient era—Yang, Yun, and Jun—had all warred against this young man. The young man called Yang "Uncle," called Jun "Uncle," treating them as elders. Only toward her did he use terms of equals.

Uncle Jun was the first to be defeated by him. She too was defeated by this young man. In the end, the young man went to challenge Uncle Yang, the most ancient and powerful Godking.

The young man's battle with Uncle Yang in the northern frontier shook the world. The most ancient Godking and his mount, the dragon Xiao, also fell to this young man.

The Three Kings had no choice but to join forces, and only then did they beat back the Juyu Clan's invasion. To stop the Juyu Clan's aggression, they formed an alliance and jointly honored the young man as the Grand Emperor.

This day was the day she married the Grand Emperor.

The Grand Emperor had repeatedly sought her hand, and she had refused him every time, yet he still would not give up and continued to seek her hand.

The Grand Emperor's persistence toward her was beyond belief.

She remembered the words of the old clan chief who had died in battle, spoken when she succeeded to the position, and finally agreed to the Grand Emperor's proposal. The ancient era was too savage, too bloody. She had to consider the future of the Nüxin Clan.

Since the Nüxin Clan could not conquer the world, could not conquer the universe and primal chaos, then she would conquer the man who had conquered the universe and primal chaos.

Gong Tianzun walked past the ruins of the Nüxin Clan's ancestral grounds. The scene stirred her emotions, and she remembered again the Grand Emperor losing his mind and slaughtering her clanspeople.

At this moment, her illusion violently fluctuated. Gong Tianzun immediately altered the illusion, freeing herself from this sorrowful memory.

"I am the last Creator. I cannot die," she reminded herself.

At that time, the Grand Emperor had received the collective sacrifices of all the Creator races. Both his physical body and his divine consciousness had reached unimaginable heights. His divine consciousness had broken through the ultimate void, branded upon the ultimate void, and transformed into an incomparably wondrous heaven of divine consciousness—the Great Luotian. Within the Great Luotian, the Dao Tree grew, Dao Flowers bloomed, and Dao Fruits formed.

The Grand Emperor was at his zenith. He had no need to conquer the other races—they had already submitted. And so Godking Gong Yun became the woman of greatest power, the two of them jointly ruling the entire universe.

The Grand Emperor's madness exceeded everyone's expectations.

When she stood upon the ruins of the Nüxin Clan and looked around, seeing that every place was strewn with the broken, scattered corpses of her clanspeople, she too went mad.

She dashed her own son—the son she had borne with the Grand Emperor—to death, and turned to throw herself into the arms of the Grand Emperor's adopted son, Taichu.

Gong Tianzun left the Ancestral Court.

She came to the Yuan Realm.

The Yuan Realm had not existed in the ancient era. It was born when the final battle of the Creators split off a massive chunk of the Ancestral Court. This chunk of land expanded and transformed into the Yuan Realm, also called the Yuan Capital.

She walked upon the Yuan Realm. Ahead of her, the flames of war stretched to the sky. Gong Tianzun, surrounded by layer upon layer of illusions, gazed into the distance and saw the armies of the Heavenly Court pursuing and slaughtering the thirty-three heavens of the Land of No Sorrow. The battle had already reached this place.

Her gaze suddenly froze, falling upon those towering, massive figures leaping and battling ceaselessly across the battlefield.

Those were Creators.

Lang Wan was leading the surviving Creators in battle against the Heavenly Court, jointly defending the Land of No Sorrow alongside the remnants of the Kaihuang faction!

Gong Tianzun let out a moan like one speaking in a dream, feeling a sharp pain emanate from her dao heart.

Godking Lang Wan noticed her and was startled. She hurriedly flew over, layer upon layer of divine consciousness dao patterns branding the void, sealing the void tightly. Alert, she said, "Gong Yun, you've come to kill me? These are all the Creators that remain!"