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Chapter 463: Chapter 262: The Sole Heir of Great Zhou

The Exotic Insect was in hand.

He already possessed the Nine Breaths Nine Insect Divine Skill.

To form the Death Divine Seed, all he was missing was a Demon Technique and the Yang Reaches Yin.

’This Demon Technique is tied to Demon Fiends like the Devouring Insect Race. I’ll have to keep hunting them down!’

However, the Salt Tribe had been relying on the Wine God Insect’s help to rapidly increase their power.

Now that Gu Zheng had taken the Wine God Insect, it would be difficult for them to improve further.

Considering that he had only encountered the Wine God Insect thanks to the Salt Tribe, and had subdued it with just four jars of wine...

Gu Zheng thought for a moment, then took out some spoils of war he had no use for—more than ten Middle-Grade and Lower-Grade Spiritual Soldiers that he couldn’t show in public—and gifted them to the tribe.

In addition, he used his Life Domain to completely heal everyone injured in the Demon Fiend attack in one go.

Dunmu Xitu was immensely grateful for this.

Although Gu Zheng had taken the Divine Insect, meaning there would be no more Divine Liquid in the future, the Spiritual Soldiers he had given them were more than enough to compensate.

After all, the amount of Divine Liquid was limited, and at most three people could take it each time.

The more than ten Spiritual Soldiers, however, would last indefinitely, allowing over a dozen warriors to greatly increase their strength.

Since the founding of the Salt Tribe, they had only ever possessed a single, damaged Spiritual Soldier.

The more than ten Spiritual Soldiers Gu Zheng gave them were all in perfect condition; how could they not be ecstatic?

To their greater joy, after Qingshan awoke, he successfully broke through to become a Silver Moon Level Warrior!

Dunmu Xitu was well aware that without Gu Zheng’s intervention, Qingshan would not have been able to break through, even if he hadn’t died.

In the end, the Divine Insect was not the Salt Tribe’s private property.

The Divine Insect and the Salt Tribe merely had a transactional relationship.

...

By the time Qingshan broke through to Silver Moon Level Warrior—in other words, stepped into the Super Body Realm—Gu Zheng had already left and was unaware of these subsequent events.

Traveling high above, he continued north.

He came across two more tribes along his path, both of a considerable size.

But Gu Zheng didn’t go down to make contact.

He had only visited the Salt Tribe because he had sensed the aura of the Exotic Insect.

In reality, these tribes of Deserted People were rather averse to people from the Great Zhou.

Only his King’s Body Realm inspired their reverence and kept them from offending him.

"King from afar" was not a complimentary title.

This was because some experts at the King’s Body Realm who came to the Northern Wilderness would annihilate any tribes of Deserted People they came across on a whim.

Someone like Gu Zheng, willing to interact and maintain a friendly attitude, was a rarity.

The majority simply ignored them.

Therefore, unless it was necessary, Gu Zheng couldn’t be bothered to engage with them.

Continuing north, he crossed tens of thousands of miles.

After flying over a frozen region, the way forward vanished. There was only the chaotic Sea of Space, contained by the world’s barrier.

This was the first time Gu Zheng had ever seen the end of the world.

High above, empyrean gales raged. The view was a turbid expanse, changing every single second.

Of course, ordinary people could not see these things.

Only with his Eyes of Golden Flame could Gu Zheng see the true face of the world’s end.

The Ancient Battlefield lay within the Sea of Space, but it was impossible to see. Finding it was a matter of luck. Rushing in blindly would most likely result in getting lost forever.

Gu Zheng’s purpose this time was just to survey the situation first.

Compared to others, his understanding of space was profound. He was confident that by following his spiritual sense, finding the Ancient Battlefield wouldn’t be a problem.

He walked casually along the edge, sensing his surroundings as he went.

Suddenly, Gu Zheng’s gaze froze, landing on a figure not far ahead.

’Someone’s here!’

An old man, draped in a cloak woven from vines and grass, sat cross-legged and motionless on an ice-like block of rock, facing the Sea of Space.

Gu Zheng sensed several different auras from him.

One of them was very peculiar, resembling Domain Power, yet also like Divine Weapon Power. One end was tied to the old man, while the other extended deep into the Sea of Space.

And another was the Power of Life!

’This statue-like old man... is he a Priest?’

Dunmu Xitu had said that in the Northern Wilderness, only Priests wielded the Power of Life.

Others might have found it difficult to perceive the Power of Life, but Gu Zheng, who possessed a Life Domain, detected it immediately.

This discovery confirmed that the Priest was not at the King’s Body Realm. The Power of Life within the old man wasn’t Domain Power; rather, it was intrinsically linked to his own bodily functions.

To put it simply, when the old man released the Power of Life, he was actually consuming his own physical vitality.

This vitality was a composite of many aspects, including his physical body, Essence Blood, and innate spiritual nature.

Consuming too much of it would shorten his lifespan.

’The Priests, revered by countless Deserted People... they use their own lives to heal others?’

A sense of solemn respect washed over Gu Zheng at this realization.

"May I ask which King has graced this place with his presence?"

While Gu Zheng was lost in thought, an ancient voice suddenly rang out. The old man on the block of ice was slowly turning his head to look in Gu Zheng’s direction.

The two were still over a thousand meters apart.

"I am Gu Zheng. It is an honor to meet you, venerable Priest."

With a flash, Gu Zheng crossed the thousand meters and appeared beside the old man, cupping his hands in a respectful salute.

"So, it is Gu King."

The old man blinked and nodded in return. "This old one is Cangxuan. Please forgive me for not being able to offer a proper salute. I hope you will pardon me, Gu King."

"Think nothing of it."

Gu Zheng raised a hand and asked with great interest, "Priest Cangxuan, are you serving as an anchor? Has someone entered the Ancient Battlefield, and are you waiting out here to give them a clear path to follow in and out?"

"As expected of the Gu King." Cangxuan smiled. "You saw the truth in a single glance. This old one is indeed acting as an anchor, guiding another’s way. And this person... is someone you know as well, Gu King."

"Someone I know?"

Gu Zheng asked, surprised, "Who is it?"

"He now goes by the name Li Cunyi." Cangxuan’s eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.

"Li Cunyi... Li?"

Gu Zheng’s eyebrows shot up. ’It’s actually Li Cunyi!’

"Why would Li go to the Ancient Battlefield? What in the world has gotten into him?"

The words had barely left his mouth when he shot Cangxuan a strange look.

’This old Priest has been speaking the language of the Great Zhou this whole time, and his accent is perfect!’