The daily life of a max-level immortal cultivator

Chapter 255 God’s Domain 14

Thousands of years is but a blink of an eye for the gods.

However, in five thousand years, so much can happen.

During the days leading up to the awakening of the sun, nothing unusual happened in the divine realm.

On such an ordinary day, the guards of the Earthshaking Prison rushed over to report that the hundreds of defeated creatures released by the God of Wind and Light had been captured on the spot!

"what!"

He slammed his fist on the table and stood up; this was the first time in tens of thousands of years that he had seen her express such intense emotions.

The Earthshaking Prison Guard knelt on the ground, trembling, his voice barely audible: "The God... the Divine Lord is currently being taken... to the Hell Without Gale..."

"What on earth does he want to do!"

Xingye flicked his sleeve and vanished from the Divine Universe, leaving behind only a sentence filled with anger that echoed within it. Only then did the prison guard, who had come to report, stand up tremblingly and look outside the Divine Universe.

"What's going on with these two experts? Why are they acting so strangely?"

With the divine power of the Wind Lord, if he wanted to leave, he would not have been captured. However, after releasing those creatures, he stayed in the same spot and allowed himself to be captured without any resistance. I don't know what he was thinking.

And since the God Venerable is also the mentor of the Starry Night God, he would not stand idly by and watch him be imprisoned in a place like the Hell Without Gale.

"What kind of thing is this..."

It seems the good days in the divine realm are numbered.

On the only road leading to the Hell of No Streams, Xingye arrived within moments of hearing the news and blocked everyone's path.

The person being held captive in the crowd had his hands bound but remained calm, showing no fear of being taken to that place. However, upon seeing the person blocking his way, he showed a hint of emotion.

When Xingye saw him, she walked towards him step by step with an inscrutable expression. None of the people around dared to step forward or stop her, and they all made way for her.

Xingye walked up to him, looked into his eyes, and asked, "Why?"

This was their first meeting in five thousand years, and the first thing she said was a question. But this time, Yan Zhi avoided her gaze and did not answer.

"Why!"

He questioned her again, his voice laced with boundless anger.

Yan Zhi finally looked at her, but his expression held a hint of worry: "Starry Night God, you shouldn't show your emotions like this."

"Starry Night...Shinji?"

Xingye stared at him in disbelief, then suddenly burst into laughter for some reason.

"Heh~ What a fine Starry Night God. Master never used to call me that. It's only been a few thousand years since we last met, and Master has become so distant. Huh?"

Yan Zhi opened his mouth, but ultimately looked away and said nothing.

Why, why?!

She only entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation once, and one by one, they all changed without her knowing!

Zhou Yang went to Xia Yuan for no reason, and Yan Zhi inexplicably went to release prisoners, all just as Zhou Yang was about to wake up.

"I'll ask you one last time. If you still don't answer, from now on, I won't listen to any of your explanations."

The lighter the words, the heavier the meaning behind them.

Yan Zhi knew she was serious, but he never looked at her again, simply stating in a flat tone:

“Everything was predetermined. They are innocent, but they are implicated by their predecessors. They should not be imprisoned. It is wrong.”

"..."

"They were imprisoned before, and you never cared. Why... why has things changed now?"

Yan Zhi finally turned to look at her, smiling gently, his smile always so warm: "Starry Night God, haven't you changed too? All of this was predetermined by the primordial chaos, even if..."

Before anyone could react, Xingye suddenly reached out, grabbed Yanzhi, and transformed into a beam of light, fleeing in an instant and disappearing without a trace.

Including this matter.

"God of Chasing Wind, shall we give chase?"

The crowd immediately asked the leader, the Wind Chaser God, Ji Mo.

Ji Mo glanced in the direction the two had disappeared, shook his head slightly, and said, "No need. Besides, can you even catch up?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, realizing they couldn't catch up; after all, that was Xingye Shensi.

Unseen by anyone, a faint golden light shone in Ji Mo's eyes as he gazed into the distance, and there was an enigmatic smile hidden at the corner of his mouth.

Xingye dragged Yanzhi away for a long time, running a great distance, until they finally stopped when they saw a deserted, empty island.

The Soul-Locking Rope is specifically designed to bind sinful gods. It can suppress the divine power of sinful gods and can only be untied by the Wind Chaser God, who created this rope.

If it is forcibly untied or broken, the person will suffer a strong backlash. In severe cases, their spiritual platform will be destroyed, their divine power will be lost, they will die, or they will become a complete mortal.

“I know I made a mistake, you shouldn’t have taken me away.”

"You and I both know what the Hell Without Streams is. The punishments there are so severe that even after one has finished paying for one's sins, it will take ten thousand years to heal."

"If you make a mistake, you should be punished, especially those in high positions. This is a rule set by Brahma, and it cannot be ignored."

"But you only released a few insignificant creatures; you shouldn't be punished so severely..."

Yan Zhi smiled and said, "It's not a few, it's three hundred and seventy-six. It's only right that we take the blame for them."

Xingye glanced at the soul-binding rope still binding his hand and said nothing more; her intentions were already quite clear.

Yan Zhi took a step back: "The body of the Divine Master cannot be harmed. I will untie it myself."

"No! This rope..."

Before Xingye could finish speaking, the rope binding his hands silently came loose. Yanzhi even gave her a very relaxed smile, but the next second, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Stop!!!"

Xingye rushed over and helped the man up. He then immediately checked his pulse and found that his pulse was disordered and his divine power was dissipating. He hurriedly channeled his divine power to calm his disordered pulse.

Three months later

The once desolate and chaotic sky island has been tidied up, with courtyards built and the presence of living people. A barrier has also been added outside the sky island, isolating it from the outside world. From the outside, it does not appear to be a sky island at all.

Xingye was in the courtyard at this moment, staring blankly at the few small beasts that he had originally intended to keep for fun. He had long days of sitting in meditation and cultivation, long days of handling official business, and even longer days as a divine officer.

In the past, she would have been content and happy, but after going through the Six Paths, Xingye always felt that there was an empty space in her heart, and no matter how she tried to fill it, it would never be filled.

She has developed common sense and understands what liking someone means, but why is she still not satisfied and wants more? But what does this "more" include?

Watching the little animals frolicking happily, with a gentle breeze blowing in her ears and flowers and plants growing wildly, Xingye had been lost in thought for three days and three nights, but she still couldn't figure it out.

A year later, Yan Zhi still showed no signs of waking up, and the number of small animals in the yard was increasing. Xing Ye found them too noisy, so he fenced off a piece of land outside the yard for them to play on. He also planted some food and plants on another piece of land, imitating the way people in the mortal world did.

As the years went by, Xingye would occasionally travel to the mortal realm or other places to take a look, and the empty space in her heart became less and less, but it could never be filled, and there was always something missing.

Yan Zhi's body is perfectly normal, and his divine power is never lacking, but he just can't wake up. Maybe it's because... he doesn't want to face all of this.

Faced with the mistakes he made, faced with that starry night that was becoming more and more like an ordinary person, faced with... the fate that was bound to come.

Perhaps he had already woken up, secretly watching as Xingye lived so happily and freely without him or the constraints of the divine realm.

She was born extraordinary and bore a heavy responsibility. He did not want to stop her from escaping time, which was only a very short time for the gods.

"Xing'er..."

Ultimately... we still have to return to reality.

They are gods, high above, compassionate to all living beings, yet they cannot choose their own destiny.

"You... are awake."

There was no surprise, no joy, as if it had just been a long-awaited moment.

"Xing'er, we should go back now."

"The backlash you're experiencing hasn't fully healed yet."

“I have made a mistake and should go back to be punished.”

"..."

"Isn't it better to stay here? Why do you insist on going back!"

"With peace throughout the realms, what's wrong with the divine realm needing either you or me?"

Yan Zhi looked at her calmly: "Xing'er, you are becoming more and more like a mortal spirit, which is not good."

Xingye scoffed, "Isn't it good? Didn't you say you shouldn't be heartless and desireless? But now that I have feelings, why don't you like it?"