PFC Chapter 12875
Chapter 12875
Chapter 12875
Separated by the Heavenly Pillar, Chen Yuan was immediately pressed down on one side of his body, screaming in agony, with only his head remaining somewhat intact.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
In everyone's mind, the Heavenly Dao Pillar is invincible, and no means can break through its defenses.
As a result, the protection of the Heavenly Pillar was rendered useless in the hands of the racetrack's main god.
"Why can't I learn it?"
The elementary school student looked at Chen Yuan, who was screaming and wailing in pain, and said, "If you gamble, you have to accept the consequences. If you play a game, you have to follow the rules. Is that so hard to understand?"
After saying that, he turned to look at Lin Yi and said, "You can still back out now. I can pin him down and kill him."
Lin Yi smiled slightly: "It's alright, I'll handle it myself later."
The elementary school student gave him a meaningful look and said, "Okay."
In just that short moment, Lin Yi had planted the seed of the world's will deep within Chen Yuan's sea of consciousness.
For someone of their level, it would be virtually impossible to plant this seed unless they were repeatedly tormented by an elementary school student and their mind was completely broken.
With this seed of world will, this person is an absolutely powerful trump card in Lin Yi's hands.
To realize its value, it should naturally be returned to the main theological academy.
Lin Yi glanced at the elementary school student.
Doing this in front of the other person is actually a bit risky, as they might be discovered.
After all, the opponent is a track master, not an ordinary expert.
However, the opportunity was too good to pass up, and Lin Yi really didn't want to miss it.
With such great benefits, taking some risks is not unacceptable, especially since he wasn't entirely without cover-ups.
If someone were to investigate carefully and manage to dig out the seed, they would only consider it a seed of demonic thoughts, at most associating it with demonic possession.
Although the matter was not insignificant, it was not enough to expose the identity of the ancient god cultivator.
The entire five seconds were incredibly agonizing for Chen Yuan; every second felt like an eternity.
Finally, the Heavenly Pillar was withdrawn, teleporting him from the scene back to the Main God Academy.
Chen Yuan thus escaped a calamity and truly survived.
Back at the Main God Academy, recalling the humiliations he had just suffered, Chen Yuan's face grew even more venomous: "Lin Yi! I will absolutely not let you get away with this!"
He desperately wanted to use every means at his disposal to exact revenge.
But the thought of the existence of the track god made them dare not make any rash moves.
If he offends the other party and they take him away from the main god academy, then he'll really be in tears.
Although the God's Academy is prestigious and powerful, it is by no means an easy task for the God to forcibly capture someone from the academy.
But what if?
Chen Yuan simply couldn't afford to gamble on that one possible outcome.
"Fine! Fine! I'll let you be arrogant for now. Once this damn track god is completely destroyed, then I'll deal with you!"
Chen Yuan gritted his teeth.
Little did he know that at the very moment he was making a drastic decision, the seed of world will deep within his consciousness was also silently taking effect.
On the other hand, the vast ambitions of various factions lingering above Tianjun did not dissipate.
After all, the opportunity to meet a supreme god is extremely rare. Even a fallen supreme god's every word and action may contain immense opportunities, which are worth careful consideration.
Moreover, the fallen racetrack god is itself a ready-made opportunity for a god.
However, prior to this, due to the restrictions imposed by the Creator God's oracle and the various local blockades in Tianjun, this opportunity remained hidden, and all parties were willing but unable to act.
But now, the racetrack's master god has personally appeared in front of everyone, which in itself is a clear signal.
In particular, the main theological academy has just severed ties with it.
Regardless of the deeper meaning behind this, at least one thing is certain.
This major divine opportunity will soon officially begin, and an unprecedented struggle is inevitable!
Anyone with even a modicum of ambition would be focused entirely on Tianjun at this moment, not missing a single detail.
Although Lin Yi could not see the various forces hidden in the shadows, he could clearly sense the surging undercurrents and immediately became alert.
The days ahead are unlikely to be peaceful.
At this moment, the elementary school student opposite stood up, walked up to Lin Yi, and looked up at him: "You won this race. What reward do you want?"
These words immediately drew envious glances from all sides.
According to this logic, if Lin Yi were to ask for anything, this track god would most likely grant his request; it's practically a blank check for him to fill out!
Everyone was so envious they were practically bleeding with envy.
Lin Yi replied solemnly, "Senior personally saved my life, which is already a reward for me. I dare not ask for more."
The elementary school student looked at him with disdain: "You're quite hypocritical."
"..."
Lin Yi was speechless for a moment.
His behavior did seem somewhat hypocritical to others, but he really didn't dare to speak rashly.
Although they shared a common ancestry in the secular world, he had absolutely no idea what kind of person the other was, so how could he dare to rashly ask for a reward?
Furthermore, there were no agreed-upon rewards for this track competition.
Even if there were any rewards to be had, logically they should be sought from the losing side, not from this track god in front of him.
Lin Yi had that much self-awareness.
The elementary school student scratched his head: "Since you can't figure it out yourself, I'll help you choose."
But then a headache struck: "You didn't want the inheritance I gave you before."
Lin Yi hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
He didn't really not want it; he just didn't want to lose more than he gained.
It was really difficult to say these words in front of so many people, so I had to keep them to myself.
After pondering for a moment, the elementary school student suddenly took off his backpack, reached inside and fiddled with it for a while, and finally pulled out a long knife.
At first glance, the style is similar to the Miao sword, and there is nothing particularly unusual about it. It is not even considered a divine weapon.
The elementary school student casually handed it to Lin Yi: "This is yours."
The moment the longsword came into his hand, Lin Yi's mind trembled.
If it weren't for the protection of the world's will and his own strong will, he would have completely lost his mind and become a complete fool in that instant.
Anyone else would have felt that the other person was deliberately trying to harm them.
However, the track master on the other side is clearly not that bored.
Lin Yi took the long sword and examined it carefully.
The blade exuded an extremely primal, chaotic aura, which made him, the Great Demon of Chaos, feel a deep sense of familiarity.
The hilt was turned over, and two words came into view.
Ksitigarbha.
Lin Yi was slightly taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Is this knife related to that legendary figure?"
Although Ksitigarbha is just a figure in mythology and legends, and normal people would not connect him with reality, Lin Yi, at his level, has actually begun to believe in him.