Cultivation Starts from Killing Pigs-Chapter 387 - 322: Holy Land of the Barbarian Continent, Origins of the Evil God

The dreamscape was enigmatic, layers of white mist swirling around. The gigantic Three-Eyed Strange Bird that Zhang Kui had transformed into shone like a scorching sun, standing before the kneeling King of Barbaria.

"Sun God?"

A simple yet majestic name.

The sun pierces through the darkness, bestowing brilliance upon all things, the source of life. Creatures in any world are naturally devoted to it, much like how in the past, the Taoists revered the Sun Palace Flame Sun Star Monarch, who illuminated mankind.

Zhang Kui chuckled, but anger also flared within his heart. Indeed, the Great Path was chaotic, and anything dared to proclaim itself as the Sun God.

Affected by his emotions, the Three-Eyed Strange Bird shone intensely in the Great Barbarian King's eyes, the scorching True Sun Fire seemingly on the verge of incinerating his Divine Soul.

"Spare me, Venerable God!"

The once proud Great Barbarian King was now trembling, bowing incessantly with utmost humility.

Indeed, he had contacts with the Starry Sky Evil God!

Zhang Kui remained silent, merely lowering his gaze, cold and filled with murderous intent, staring at the other party.

Countless experiences had taught him that speaking too much only led to mistakes. It was better to remain silent, applying pressure, and the other would naturally confess.

At their level, ghosts and Yin Souls were mere jokes, easily extinguished with a wave of the hand. But if there were ghosts in one's heart, it would still cloud one's mind.

Indeed, the Great Barbarian King, overwhelmed by fear, dared not suspect a thing.

"Calm your anger, Venerable God!"

The Great Barbarian King kept his head lowered, "I have never forgotten my mission. Although I have ascended to the position of Barbarian King, I hold no real power, let alone perform a large blood sacrifice…"

"Oh, yes!"

The kneeling Great Barbarian King suddenly brightened, speaking anxiously, "There is an external enemy invading Barbaria. I will personally lead the army to fight, taking captives and slaves for a massive blood sacrifice, ensuring your divine might will illuminate this world…"

Blood sacrifice, resurrection… Zhang Kui understood in an instant.

The former Lord of the Qi Dynasty had encountered a Three-Eyed Strange Bird, slain by the True Monarch of the Purple Mansion, using the same strategy.

To find another here, it absolutely could not be allowed!

With this realization, Zhang Kui immediately transmitted a Divine Thought.

In the Great Barbarian King's eyes, the Three-Eyed Strange Bird suddenly radiated intense light, followed by a solemn and aloof voice echoing in his mind:

"Come see me immediately!"

The Great Barbarian King abruptly awoke from his dream, covered in sweat, glancing suspiciously around his empty bedroom.

As if realizing something, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and his Divine Sense swept over the entire palace.

However, Zhang Kui had long masked his presence with the Eclipse technique, leaving the Great Barbarian King to see only patrolling guards with no anomalies.

"It is real…"

The Great Barbarian King sat on the bed, his eyes shifting between resentment and caution.

Was the earlier dream real or fake?

If fake, hardly anyone knew the place he had been before; besides, the image of the Sun God was accurate, even evoking the power of the True Sun Fire, indicating it was unlikely someone's deceit.

But if true, this was the first time the fallen Sun God had made a sound, never having appeared before…

Could it be that he discovered my deceit?

The more the Great Barbarian King thought, the more terrified he became.

Inside the stone wall, Zhang Kui smirked slightly, concealing his aura and quietly waiting.

The Great Barbarian King paced anxiously in the room. After a while, as if making a decision, he sternly ordered outside:

"Come, escort a group of slaves. I wish to go to the Holy Land for redemption!"

Given his nominal title as ruler of Barbaria, a single command made the entire palace bustle; Ancient Race guards gathered in large numbers, soldiers dragged batches of listless slaves from the underground ice prison, most of them losers in tribal wars, and a few invading soldiers from the You Dynasty.

Such a commotion was naturally hard to conceal.

Some tribal elders in the city turned a blind eye, coldly indifferent, while others muttered about uniting to depose the Great Barbarian King.

The Holy Mountain he intended to go to was a place where successive Barbarian Kings often performed rituals, so no one suspected anything. After all, the military power of Barbaria remained in the hands of various tribes.

At some point, the polar wind began to howl again.

There was never any heavy snow in the heart of Barbaria, only a freezing veil of snow and ice that intermittently obscured vision, seemingly intent on freezing everything between heaven and earth.

In this harsh weather, the Great Barbarian King led a grand procession out of the city, advancing into the depths of the ice plains, soon vanishing into the endless snow mist…

Zhang Kui silently followed, embedded within a dark cloud hundreds of meters high, his eyes cold as if a reaper descended upon the world.

He should have returned to the Divine Continent long ago because there were still plenty of matters awaiting him, forging the Earth Evil Silver Lotus for becoming an Immortal being the top priority. Yet he had deliberately detoured to this place to extinguish the hidden threat early, lest it become a significant problem later.

In the midst of a blizzard, the progress of the procession across the ice plain was not swift.

The Ancient Race soldiers weren't too fazed, but the weak slaves could hardly endure the severe cold, constantly collapsing and being abandoned, leaving behind a trail of frozen corpses soon covered by snow…

Zhang Kui silently looked back; those fallen bodies did not go to waste, their souls disappearing into the Underworld, their corpses becoming food for the ice worms emerging from beneath the ice plain.

All things in reincarnation have their order.

This world's reincarnation was initially a fine system but had a fatal flaw—it was too fragile, easily disrupted by external forces.

Two days later, they finally arrived at their destination.

The Great Barbarian King looked ahead, his eyes filled with hesitation and complexity, and many Ancient Race soldiers dismounted, kneeling on the ground with tearful eyes, continuously bowing and praying.

Zhang Kui's expression was somewhat strange.

The so-called Holy Land was a towering ice mountain on the boundless snowfield, covered in snow, clusters of ice like spears, seemingly standing there since ancient times.