Chapter 276 Desire To Protect
Chapter 276 Desire To Protect
"Hehehe, Your Highness, are you the one who stole the Immortal Domain from us?" Old Geezer suddenly asked as he and Ciel headed towards the palace.
"Did my mother tell you?" Ciel asked him.
The Ancient Night King should have known about that because she was constantly watching Ciel. There was no way she was unaware that the Immortal Domain was in Ciel's hands when Ciel entered the domain.
"No!" Old Geezer evidently shook his head.
"I vaguely sensed your aura at that time. I could sense your aura because you were still weak. Now that I see you, I find that it is exactly the same as your current aura." He explained.
That was beyond Ciel's expectations. It seemed that this old man's strength was indeed too terrifying.
"I heard that my mother beat you up when she was young, is that true?" Ciel changed the topic.
"Ehhmmm..." The old man immediately cleared his throat when he heard that. He looked embarrassed.
"Your mother is very talented, this old man has chosen the wrong opponent," he said.
After he finished speaking, they finally arrived at the entrance of the palace.
All the guards immediately knelt down and greeted Ciel respectfully. Some even cheered for him, saying that he would soon become a God King so the Ancient Night Race had two very powerful protectors.
At that point, they could act domineeringly in the vast Universe.
Ciel nodded to them before walking into the palace without Old Geezer following.
The hall was very long, having many carvings on each wall, depicting various battles.
At the end of the hall, there was a throne.
The Ancient Night King stood right beside the throne.
However, the throne was not empty. It was occupied by a white-haired woman with pale white skin.
Her figure was slender, looking perfect in a tight purple dress. She was so beautiful that the sun seemed dim compared to her face
What surprised Ciel was that the woman's face was so similar to his.
Only, her eyes were tightly closed. She wasn't even breathing at all.
Ciel immediately guessed that it was the old body of the Ancient Night King.
It seemed that his mother had brought that body back. It also already looked pure, without the dark aura that the Ancient Night Race had before that purification.
However, Ciel wasn't quite sure why the woman was showing him her old body. Did she want to show him the woman who had given birth to him?
Ciel chose to wait for her to speak.
"We look a lot alike, don't we?" she said with a faint smile.
"Indeed," Ciel replied.
He had never seen a mother and son more alike than he and his mother.
"Unfortunately this is just a soulless corpse now, there is no life left and it is impossible to live again," the Ancient Night King continued.
She let out a soft sigh.
However, from Ciel's point of view, there seemed to be a certain plan she wanted to do with her own corpse.
Ciel still didn't ask.
"I before this new life was only a False God King, I failed to become a God King due to a mistake in cultivation. However, my strength is still above the average of other God Kings," she said again.
"And now I plan to turn this corpse into a living puppet. If successful, it will probably be as powerful as an actual God King."
"How is that possible?" Ciel was finally in shock.
Perhaps just to turn the corpse into a puppet was not difficult for her even though it sounded strange since she would practically turn her own corpse into a puppet.
It was just that how would it be as powerful as an Actual God King?
Ciel remembered how the Immortal Domain owner explained the difference in power between a False God King and an Actual God King.
His mother had almost died and even her world was almost destroyed just because of the attack from the Immortal Domain owner's spirit.
Then how to turn the corpse of a False God King to be as powerful as a True God King. Logically, Ciel felt that it was impossible, highly unlikely.
"Actually, it can be done, but it requires the Immortal Domain in your hands," replied the Ancient Night King.
"That domain?" Ciel felt even more confused.
"It's not very simple, it's not just a remnant of a world."
"Then what is it?"
"One of the Nine Heavenly Treasures."
"What?"
Ciel could not be more astonished than he was now.
How could he not be, he was sure it was not something like that. If it was really one of the Nine Heavenly Treasures, he should have realized. Now his mother was saying that it was one of them.
What was going on? Even the domain owner never talks about it.
"Holy Stone, that's the name of the treasure," the Ancient Night King replied, starting to give Ciel an explanation. "Of the Nine Heavenly Treasures, it is probably the weakest with not so outstanding functions, it can only be used to withstand enemy attacks. Unfortunately, it was destroyed in a certain battle, a destruction from which it could no longer recover. After that, a God King took it and made it a Domain.
"Of course, the magic of the Heavenly Treasure is still incredible even after it was destroyed. That's what made the Immortal Domain survive until now and function so well. You might think it's because the Immortal Domain was created by a God King. However, the creator died a long time ago. After being constantly attacked, it would have been destroyed. It was able to survive because it was fused with the Holy Stone.
"As long as the Holy Stone fuses with my corpse, my corpse's strength will increase drastically. It can help as if my corpse is breaking through in cultivation.
"Of course, the control of the corpse will be with you since you're currently the one controlling Immortal Domain, which means you're also controlling the Holy Stone.
"That puppet created from my corpse will then become your protector."
"Why are you willing to turn your corpse into a puppet?" asked Ciel after hearing all the explanations.
That was what made him feel strange. If it was him, he would definitely not agree.
"That body has already lost its soul, but it has a very strong desire to protect the man she has given birth to," replied the Ancient Night King calmly.
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