Chapter 3247: Chapter 1643: Voodoo Plague, Locking the River of Memory, Strategically Choosing Life and Death, Deciding the Fate of the Serpent

“Boom!”

The boundary of darkness was shattered by a tremendous force.

From within the chaos, a massive serpent tail swept out, tearing through space, a shocking sight to behold.

At the moment when the seal broke, a serpent head quickly probed out, its body covered in white scales, and purple pupils wildly, desperately, fearfully burrowing out.

“Dao·Great Suppression Technique!”

A light chuckle came from an unknown place.

Suddenly, the pressure of this realm changed, as if an infinite heavy might had descended.

“Hiss—”

After a piercing, tragic scream, the Heavenly Mechanism Mysterious Light evolved behind the giant snake, turning into countless chains that pulled its body back into the shattered space.

As the shattered space was repaired and calmed, a figure in white robes emerged, his long hair and leisurely pace giving off an air of nonchalance.

His robe was loosely fastened, casually draped over his waist, revealing an upper body filled with beautiful patterns.

The sky-blue divine path patterns, unlike the black-red Heavenly Mechanism Mysterious Light and divine path patterns seen on the Shengshen Continent, seemed to have a most fundamental difference.

These divine path patterns, rich with life force, surged and rippled as the long-haired, white-clothed man moved, synchronizing with the rhythm of his muscular contours.

“Thump thump…”

“Thump thump…”

In the unseen, it was unclear if the rhythm was from the giant snake’s heartbeat, the man’s heartbeat, perhaps from the divine path patterns, or even the heartbeat of the Great Path, pulsating regularly.

“Dao Qiongcang! Let me go!”

The chains suddenly erupted with force.

The sky-covering giant snake twisted violently.

The snake’s forked tongue lashed out fiercely, almost puncturing the human below that was as small as a speck of dust.

But when the distance shrank to less than a palm’s breadth, the stretched-to-the-limit man finally halted his steps, maintaining a “safe distance” from the bound Snake Spirit in the void.

“I’m called the Second Generation.”

This man, who bore a striking resemblance to Dao Qiongcang, spoke up, lifting his gaze and saying slowly:

“The Dao Qiongcang from the Divine Relics, known as the Third Generation, is unique and has been identified as the ‘original’.”

“The Ten High Nobles were conquered by him, Hallmaster Dao was his position, and all traces of ‘Dao Qiongcang’ on the Shengshen Continent were left by him.”

“You were calling for him, right?”

The giant snake fell silent.

In the void, the chains gently swayed, seemingly signaling the Snake Spirit’s restlessness and the growing perplexity after receiving an explanation.

“The third generation is called ‘Dao Qiongcang’.”

“For clearer distinction, you may address me as ‘the Second Generation’—it doesn’t matter, names are just a moniker, and ‘generation’ distinctions do not imply superiority or inferiority, only different responsibilities and missions.”

Pausing, this self-proclaimed “Second Generation” Dao Qiongcang continued:

“The Third Generation’s demi-saint incarnation, his spiritually intelligent Divine Puppets, his Heavenly Mechanism Brain, and all the other ‘forms’ that can be used to die in his place are collectively known as the Fourth Generation.”

“What follows, regardless of strength, are classified as Five Generations.”

“Bai Zhou, this is ‘I’, the ‘me’ you recognize!”

The giant snake fell silent for the second time.

Oddly enough, although it spoke the language of the Shengshen Continent and understood every word when taken apart,

when put together, it felt utterly absurd.

“Contemplation, indeed, brings tranquility…” The Second Generation smiled faintly.

He seemed like a Dao Qiongcang with character, content to fulfill another’s goals once his were achieved:

“A fair exchange, you may ask one question.”

…

The Snake Spirit, indeed, was Bai Zhou.

He has struggled for a long time in this space that resembled an array’s internal mechanics, unable to break free.

Now that he had finally met the one who had trapped him, even if he seemed a bit off, he wouldn’t miss the chance to inquire:

“What’s the difference between the Second and Third Generations?”

“You’ve asked a question I’ve already answered. Unexpectedly, your curiosity about me outweighs your exploration of your own fate,” the Second Generation chortled.

But clearly not one to stall with nonsense, he succinctly added:

“The Third Generation interacts with the world, the Second Generation stays out of sight.”

“The Third Generation handles all affairs other than combat, the Second Generation is responsible for battle.”

“If necessary, for survival, the Third Generation can request an unsealing to gain the power of the Second Generation, but to date, no one has pushed him to such lengths, hence I’ve never taken action.”

“Simply put, the highest presence one can meet on the Shengshen Continent is the Third Generation, also known as ‘Dao Qiongcang’.”

“Not me.”

He looks up, glancing at the vast serpent in the void as if looking down from a high place: “You will not see the power that could suppress a weaker you and a stronger me!”

Bai Zhou fell silent for the third time.

Upon hearing the last sentence, he was certain it was Dao Qiongcang.

There was that flamboyance…

And that air, like someone who had been trapped for a long time and had fallen slightly ill…

“So you’re shunned from the light all day, is that why you’re talking so much to me now?” Bai Zhou understood something.

The expression of the Second Generation tensed.

He didn’t respond to that question.

The giant snake twisted its body again, and realizing that it couldn’t break free from the chains, mocked:

“Am I some existence that transcends Cursed Yin?”

“The Second Generation, unseen by even Cursed Yin, has been met by me?”

“To deal with me, you really went through a lot of trouble to concoct this set, didn’t you? Is it just to highlight some ‘First Generation’s’ mystique and strength?”

“Should I oblige you by asking about the First Generation? Well then, what is the First Generation? An entity that transcends the Ancestral God?”

The giant snake roared with laughter: “The Dao Ancestor? The Ancestor? Or some creator of the entire world from the beginning?”

The Second Generation fell silent, tapping his forehead and murmuring softly:

“The Third Generation’s words are indeed unreliable; you do have some brains…”

Bai Zhou burst out laughing: “I get it now, you, the Second Generation, are indeed different from the Third, with clear division of labor, but no need to be so euphemistic—he has brains, and you don’t!”

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