Chapter 387 – The Thorny Crown, Son of the Deity? The Hunt Begins

At the start of the baptism ceremony, Lu Yuan had attempted something similar, but failed.

He found himself unable to summon any professional panel or utilize any secret techniques and skills.

His strength seemed to have been “solidified” by some force.

He could only follow the “rules” set by the will of the Mosa Sect’s deity of combat and hunting summoned during the baptism ceremony… a sort of “consciousness trial”?

Now, Lu Yuan was dissatisfied with these “rules.”

Even if it was a “trial,” why seal his abilities?

“I’m not trying to cheat…”

“I just want… ‘fairness’!”

Saying this, Lu Yuan fiercely thrust his golden spear into the ground in front of him, took a deep breath, and quickly closed his eyes.

The chaos of battle continued all around.

“Whoosh-“

A grotesquely large battle axe, a massive club, and a thick spear, all seemingly cast from gold, brought with them a great noise of wind and thunder, all hurtling towards Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan stood still, his eyes rapidly moving beneath his closed eyelids.

Just as the barrage of attacks was about to hit him…

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded in the sky, almost immediately silencing the battlefield’s cries of battle!

The attacks seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next second.

“Boom, boom-“

Sounds like boulders grinding against each other roared as a fierce momentum, wrapped in a huge cloud of dust, burst forth violently.

Several immensely thick arms suddenly reached out from the rising dust, sweeping haphazardly, and sent those figures wielding golden heavy weapons flying like straw.

The explosive wave of air spread outwards.

As the dust cleared, a fifteen-meter-tall giant with three heads and six arms, resembling an immortal demon mountain, slowly emerged from the haze.

“Crack, crack, crack-“

Lu Yuan gently twisted his neck, producing a series of crisp bone-cracking sounds.

Lu Yuan looked at his enormous hand, capable of crushing a man with a single slap, and murmured calmly, “Now… isn’t this much fairer…”

Just as he had thought.

This so-called “baptism trial” was constructed based on his own Consciousness Space.

He was also one of the builders of this “game,” fully able to secure some privileges beyond the normal rules.

For most people, this would be nearly impossible.

But for Lu Yuan, who mastered the skill of Grandmaster Meditation Battle and handled dream and consciousness manipulation as easily as eating and drinking, it was still achievable.

After switching to the Ming King’s Body, Lu Yuan compared to the chaotic figures on the battlefield was like a true giant.

He couldn’t be bothered to pick up the golden spear he had stuck into the ground earlier, merely making casual motions of punching and kicking, sending figures flying around him like weeds.

In the face of absolute Strength, skill became superfluous.

Lu Yuan swiftly cleared his opponents in front of him, rampaging through the field like a massive beast running wild in the barbaric mountains.

He cleared swathes of enemies on the battlefield.

With the Ming King Stance activated, Lu Yuan’s strength was completely disproportionate to his opponents.

He was like an elephant suddenly running into a swarm of ants, clearly becoming an existence outside the rules.

His actions seemed to have provoked the dissatisfaction of a majestic figure behind the firmament.

The cloudy sky suddenly lit up with two blood moons, the eyes of that mysterious figure.

“Crack-“

Thunder flashed across the sky, and then a massive hand, resembling a goat’s hoof, abruptly tore through the firmament, heading straight for Lu Yuan.

It appeared determined to erase him, this destabilizing factor who was breaking the game’s rules.

Lu Yuan stared fixedly at the gigantic goat’s hoof descending from the sky.

In an instant, a tremendous sense of dread and fear surged through his heart.

Under this goat’s hoof-like hand, he felt as insignificant as an ant, utterly powerless to resist, and could only watch as the divine punishment swiftly descended.

“Ah-“

As the massive shadow of the goat hoof-like hand loomed over to engulf Lu Yuan completely, he raised his six arms in a defiant roar.

It seemed as if something within him was boiling.

“Boom!”

In the next instant, an equally gigantic elephant hoof emerged out of nowhere and struck the goat hoof, sending it flying.

A towering elephant man, as tall as the sky, lifted his mountainous elephant hoof and strode across the entire battlefield from above Lu Yuan’s head.

This elephant man had twelve incredibly thick arms, and with a furious roar, he reached out with all twelve.

He violently tore open the sky above, pulling out a goat-headed person who held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, and whose neck bore countless heads.

The numerous heads of the goat-headed person screamed in terror and rage.

The battle between the goat and the elephant escalated quickly; the earth and the sky began to shatter, as if the end of the world was near.

Lu Yuan watched, dumbfounded.

It was clear that this elephant-headed human was an embodiment of the elephant deity’s will.

But why would the elephant deity’s will suddenly appear and engage in a fierce battle with Mosa’s Deity of Martial Hunt?

Was it because of him?

He wasn’t sure.

As the wills of the elephant deity and the Deity of Martial Hunt clashed, the battlefield around Lu Yuan transformed dramatically.

Suddenly, on one side of the originally boundless battlefield, a massive black mountain rose rapidly, and at its base, a viscous blood-red sea surged forward.

The blood-red tide quickly swallowed the battlefield, splitting the vast area into two halves in no time.

On one side stood the demon mountain, with the blood sea churning.

On the other side was the chaotic battlefield.

The distinction between the two was stark.

Lu Yuan stood at the line dividing them, momentarily unsure of where to go.

He blinked, looking up at the sky where the two deity wills confronted each other, and murmured thoughtfully to himself.

“Now… it seems to truly be fair.”

“What?!”

In the hall where the thrones were seated, the scene unfolding before them made one of them slam his fist down on the table in shock.

His was not the only face showing such an expression.

These individuals had just concluded a discussion about the Pantheon and turned their heads to check if Lu Yuan’s baptism ceremony had concluded.

What they saw nearly made their jaws drop.

On the large screen, Lu Yuan was still enveloped in a blood-red column of light.

But the golden artifacts before him had unexpectedly transformed into two different objects.

A spear cast in gold.

And a circular golden shield, adorned with exquisite patterns.

“The golden wheel!”

“He has directly ascended to the golden wheel?!”

The thrones looked at each other, each face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

They all witnessed the standards of Lu Yuan’s baptism ceremony, which were the lowest of the low, utterly insincere, contributing nothing to the ultimate outcome of the baptism.

Yet, under such circumstances, he had still qualified for the golden wheel?!

The potential and power of the man before them must be incredibly vast.

If paired with a baptism ceremony of matching caliber… could he not ascend directly to a seat on the sequential throne?

The thrones in the hall shifted their focus back to the large screen, their expressions changing as they whispered among themselves.

Even the silver-haired man seated at the head of the table on the crystal throne seemed slightly moved by the interest he found in the situation.

…

“Rumble, rumble-“

In the murky sky, black and blood-red lightning intertwined and spread.

The heavens were torn open again and again with massive rifts.

The twelve-armed elephant deity and the deity of combat and hunting, who had countless goat heads, were locked in a fierce battle, a true clash of deities.

Lu Yuan stood atop the black demon mountain, looking up, dazzled and bewildered.

He himself did not understand how things had suddenly developed to this point.

He paused briefly to gather his thoughts.

It seems that this baptism ceremony of the Mosa Sect mainly aims not only to assess the potential of the participants through a trial similar to a spiritual test but also to implant a belief in the “combat and Deity of Hunting” within the consciousness of the baptized.

However, due to my own actions of breaking the “rules,” I incurred the displeasure of the deity of combat and hunting, which led to an attempt to erase my consciousness directly.

At that moment, the will of the elephant deity within me suddenly emerged and confronted it.

“Since the will of the elephant deity could come to my aid…”

Lu Yuan gently stroked his smooth chin, pondering, “Then there’s no reason the wills of the other evil deities represented by my professional panels shouldn’t be able to emerge as well…”

“[Fire Chaser. Azure Flame (Legendary)]!”

Lu Yuan activated the Fire Chaser professional panel.

In the Consciousness Space, the restrictions and constraints he faced were far less significant than in reality.

An emerald green flame, lush as leaves, rose majestically.

In an instant, the sky, a battleground of divine forces, transformed.

A Phoenix, engulfed in flames, tore through the firmament, instantly igniting the entire sky and swooping down towards the will of the Deity of Martial Hunt in the body of a goat-headed person.

With the entrance of the Phoenix’s will.

The will of the Mosa Sect’s deity of combat and hunting was instantly at a disadvantage.

Armed with a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, he was relentlessly pushed back by the combined forces of the elephant deity and the Phoenix, with thousands of Goat Heads howling in fury and despair.

He seemed to want to retreat.

The vast Consciousness Space began to destabilize, and the battlefield confronting demon mountain and blood sea started to turn ethereal.

Before he could take further action.

“Snap!”

A crisp snapping sound echoed.

“Whoosh-“

The sky, half-covered by fiery clouds, suddenly turned pitch black, as if plunging from daylight into night.

In this night sky, a vast, bright full moon quietly emerged.

Beneath the full moon, the silent, black Styx flowed, swiftly suppressing the goat-headed person.

The figure of the woman in black dress, graceful and alluring, appeared intermittently between the full moon and the Styx, giving Lu Yuan an inexplicable sense of tranquility.

The goat-headed person was suppressed by the Styx, unable to break free.

He kept roaring, and from these roars, Lu Yuan sensed a trace of shock and panic.

“Once you’re here, there’s no leaving…”

Lu Yuan watched the Deity of Martial Hunt, cornered as if surrounded and beaten by a group of strong men, and softly sighed, “One more won’t make a difference.”

“But… how should I conclude this baptism ceremony now?”

Given the current situation.

Was it the Deity of Mosa baptizing him, or was he baptizing the Deity of Mosa?

…

“Boom!”

The long table at the center of the conference hall suddenly shattered into pieces, and several figures abruptly stood up from their thrones with a swift motion.

All the thrones stared blankly at the large screen in front of them, doubting their own eyes, wondering if they were seeing illusions.

On the screen.

The golden spear and the golden wheel were now gradually shining with a diamond-like brilliance.

Not only that, but two new items were also condensing out of thin air.

One was a mask, shimmering with a diamond-like glow.

The other was a crown, looking as though it was made of intertwined thorns.

“A throne… and not just any throne…”

The thrones murmured to themselves, stupefied.

Who could have predicted this outcome?

The lowest standard baptism ceremony had given birth to the highest throne ever seen in the Mosa Sect.

This was beyond explanation by mere strength or potential.

It could only be said that the participant in this baptism was designated by the Deity of Mosa in this world as the executor of his will.

He was the embodiment of the Deity of Combat and Hunting.

A child of the deity!

The Eleventh Throne, who had personally escorted Lu Yuan here, was now also sporting a dumbfounded expression.

He could never have imagined that the person he casually brought in…

Would soon take direct control over the entire Mosa Sect, becoming its highest authority ever!

“Swoosh-“

Suddenly at that moment, someone sharply turned their head in a direction.

Then a second person, then a third…

Inside the hall, all the Thrones seemed to suddenly remember something, turning in unison to look toward the deepest part of the hall, right at the head of the shattered long table.

Everyone saw him.

On the Throne, carved as if from crystal, the silver-haired man who had been sitting motionless was now slowly standing up.

His silver-white hair moved as if stirred by an unseen wind, shimmering with a diamond-like luster. Beneath the Crystal Mask, a pair of gray eyes revealed a vortex of profound coldness.

“I think one of your earlier proposals was quite good…”

The silver-haired man’s icy gaze swept across the room, passing over each Throne, finally resting on the large screen in front of him as he spoke softly, “This place with eighteen positions is already crowded enough, and we cannot fit even one more chair…”

“This person of unknown origin, who could likely affect our upcoming cooperation with the Pantheon…”

“Should be directly used as a sacrificial offering.”

“Terminate the baptism.”

His voice coldly echoed throughout the vast hall.

“Prepare to initiate… the hunting ceremony.”

In the hall, the Thrones looked at each other, a quick flash of unusual light visible in everyone’s eyes.

Moments later.

All settled back into their seats.

Each figure shrouded in shadows, no one spoke another word.