Chapter 339: The Savior 1

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

Mount Tu.

The Creator concentrated the divine beauty; Yin and Yang split dusk and dawn.

In a misty mountain forest at dawn.

Lord Tushan sat before his own Divine Statue, the hand holding the Divine Office Jade Tablet trembling.

“That old bastard Qingyuan was actually suppressed by the new Great Priest beneath Divine Officer Mountain.”

“And for five hundred years, no less.”

The news that Heaven-Abandoning Emperor had suppressed the Clear Source River God beneath Divine Officer Mountain for five hundred years had already been announced to every Divine Spirit in the Divine Spirit Realm through the Great Priest’s Seal.

At this moment, the Divine Spirits of the entire Divine Spirit Realm were shaken by this news.

They communicated through the Divine Office Jade Tablets in a flood of screen-filling messages.

When was the last time a Divine Spirit had been suppressed?

Lord Tushan could not remember.

At least, in the long years since Lord Tushan had been pardoned and enfeoffed as a Divine Spirit…

It seemed this was the first time such a thing had happened.

The Great Priests of the past, even the many who were decisive and ruthless in action, had at most reprimanded a Divine Spirit, sent them back to their homeland, and ordered them to reflect on their mistakes in seclusion.

After all, though the Great Priest could mete out rewards and punishments when managing the Divine Spirits, since they were rewards and punishments, there were naturally both rewards and punishments.

But what could the Great Priests of the past actually reward the Divine Spirits with?

Divine Spirits could not cultivate, nor was there any possibility of promotion.

Gold, silver, and precious treasures were nothing more than slightly prettier clods of earth to a Divine Spirit.

The Great Priest could not even transfer a Divine Spirit.

Because a Divine Spirit's divine office and authority were fixed the moment they were enfeoffed.

To adjust it would be no less than enfeoffing an entirely new Divine Spirit.

So after the Great Priests of the past realized they could not grant the Divine Spirits any reward at all, the punishments they could inflict upon them were likewise limited.

After all, the Great Priest — or rather, the entire community of cultivators in the Divine Spirit Realm — still had to rely on the Divine Spirits to manage the mortal world.

To support several billion humans.

So even setting aside the connections and influence behind each Divine Spirit, just to avoid disrupting the mortal order that the Divine Spirit Realm had kept running for millions of years, the Great Priests of the past almost never resorted to force against a Divine Spirit.

Let alone openly suppressing one for five hundred years — an act sufficient to shake all eight million Divine Spirits.

But now it had happened.

Lord Tushan was very sad.

Not because the suppressed Divine Spirit was the Clear Source River God, who had loved and fought with him for many years, enough to stir within him a trace of grief for the dead hare and sorrow for its kind.

Rather, it was because the prophecy of Cui Can, the self-proclaimed Reborn One, had come true.