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Chapter 620: Has He Always Been Here?
Chapter 620: Has He Always Been Here?
North Flood, the Immortal Residence.
Within the quiet grand hall, a figure sat cross-legged under the enveloping pure qi, eyes tightly shut, feeling the vast merit slowly entering his body, a faint smile curling on his lips.
An unintentional action earlier had caused some disturbance in Hongze for a while, but it had gathered so much merit.
Even if he was a little unlucky and couldn't find a suitable task, this merit was enough to exchange for an Immortal Registry from a Seventh Rank Official.
Why hadn't he thought of this before?
Tsk, even in the remote and backward areas, there were some advantages.
He just hoped that those fools could handle the matter well and cause an even greater catastrophe, so that if the merit power was not enough for Shi Ren to return to the Immortal Court, he could try again with some hope.
Of course, it would be best if it succeeded in one go, and it wouldn't be too late to use similar means in the future.
He just hoped that the gourd he sent to the heavens would play its part.
Thinking of this, Shi Ren slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Golden Body Incarnation before him, shaking his head slightly with a hint of emotion, "You..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, his face changed slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look outside.
"Roar!"
In the Immortal's eyes, the white rhino that covered the sky and blocked the sun suddenly awakened, and its massive hooves trampled down, spanning the four Floods. In an area invisible to others, the Heavenly Qi of the four Floods transformed into vast waves of energy, rolling in.
A rare look of fury appeared on the face of this lifeless creature.
Under its hooves, the Immortal Power of the four Floods was tightly locked, unable to move a single bit.
"You're asking for death!"
The smile on Shi Ren's face quickly faded, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Where did this demonic being come from, daring to touch the Heavenly Qi controlled by the Immortal Court's official seal without regard for its life?
Did he still have the Immortal Court in his eyes? Did he still have the Three Teachings? Did he still have the majestic Heavenly Might?
He suddenly waved his sleeve and reached out, and a small, exquisite Jade Seal appeared in his palm, depicting a majestic white rhino, echoing the massive ethereal form of the white rhino in the sky.
The Jade Seal felt warm to the touch, and Shi Ren slowly clenched it.
At the same time, he controlled all the Immortal Power of the four Floods, feeling the familiar powerful force surging through his body. This Hongze Great Immortal narrowed his eyes, finally feeling at ease.
He indeed disliked the feeling of being supervised, so when he came down, he deliberately drove away several subordinates, took their Immortal Emoluments, used them to buy people's hearts, and enjoyed the feeling of being praised by everyone.
After all, they were just a few ordinary mortals without any background, not disciples of the Three Teachings, and had nothing to do with the court. They thought that by reaching the Dao Realm and enduring the hardships until there was a vacancy in the Immortal Court, their future would be bright.
Those few probably still thought that he didn't understand the rules and had violated some heavenly law, which was why they were sent back to the mortal realm.
"Pfft, the Dao Realm is useless." Shi Ren put away the Jade Seal and coldly laughed, his voice carrying a hint of sourness.
"So... you dare to treat my father and mother, who were disciples of the Tri-Immortal Sect, like this. They died managing calamities for the Immortal Court, and their colleagues are everywhere, all my close uncles and aunts, treating me like their own son. What do you mortals have that makes you worthy of ridiculing this seat?"
"Forget it."
Shi Ren calmly released his hand, disdainfully saying, "You don't even understand what the Tri-Immortal Sect is, I'm not wasting my breath on you."
"Of course I understand..."
The Prison Guard Golden Body slowly stopped smiling, and Qinghua had also learned about many things from his master, especially what this Immortal had just done and why he liked to exterminate entire families, leaving a survivor to suffer for a lifetime.
"What do you understand?" Shi Ren looked at him with interest.
Then, he saw the Golden Body casually spit and laugh, "I understand that you're an orphan, your mother is dead."
Slap!
The Immortal suddenly waved his sleeve, transforming the pure qi into a palm strike, and viciously slapped the Golden Body's face!
His breathing became rapid, and his eyes filled with ferocity.
Even the Flowing Cloud White Robe on his body trembled slightly.
The Golden Body Incarnation took a palm strike, and almost half of its face shattered, but on the remaining half, it still held a mocking smile without any attempt to hide it.
"Keep laughing, wait for me to deal with that demonic being... and you wait."
Shi Ren revealed his white teeth, also smiling, and he lightly nodded a few times, "Wait for me to return."
"Good."
What surprised this Hongze Great Immortal was that the Golden Body, which had been tortured to the brink of collapse, was unusually tough today.
The opponent still held that damned smile, and the shattered, strange face made the smile even more terrifying. His voice was soft, like a murmur, "I'll wait for you to come back."
The grand hall became quiet again.
Qinghua watched as Shi Ren walked out of the hall, and in her numb eyes, a faint light gradually appeared.
Her master had said, seize the day.
...
West Flood.
Countless figures began to gather from all directions.
They wore different clothes, their expressions dejected, clearly all cultivators with some level of cultivation, but they looked like a group of refugees, completely lacking in vitality.
However, without exception, they tightly clenched their most prized treasures in their palms and held their most proficient incantations.
Among them, the highest cultivation realm was even that of the Celestial Realm, and there were no lack of Celestial Realm cultivators.
Ye Jiu was among them, and behind him were not only the remaining five fellow disciples but also most of the cultivators from the seven sects of Nan Hong.
As long as they had the cultivation base of Essence Soul to Void Form, they could pilot the treasure vessel. Even the newly initiated disciples, led by numerous elders and Dao children, rushed day and night from the remote areas.
"Huff."
Su Hongxiu stood at the front of the treasure vessel. She had once desperately wanted to leave Nan Hong and participate in the competition for Heaven's Pride in the entire Hongze.
But she never expected that the first time she participated, it would be such a terrifying scene.
She had never seen so many powerful cultivators, among whom there were even some young cultivators of similar age who were no less capable than herself.
In front of these people, the seven sects of Nan Hong had absolutely no advantage.
But at this moment, even those with the lowest cultivation base at the Essence Soul stage did not receive mocking gazes from others. Instead, their lowly cultivation realms, coupled with their swords, commanded even greater respect.
"I'm a bit nervous."
Jiang Qiulan, despite her exquisite beauty, seemed insignificant in such a vast crowd, and one might easily overlook her if they weren't paying attention.
"Is it because you haven't seen him?" Nie Jun twirled her sword.
Leaving the sect meant embarking on a path of certain death, so why would they be nervous in such a situation?
They didn't know what had happened, but they knew that if they didn't draw their swords, they would never have another chance. Even if they could only tear a corner of a Northern Flood cultivator's robe, it would at least increase the chances of their opponent's demise.
Jiang Qiulan remained silent, knowing that her death was imminent, but she truly wanted to see him one last time.
The majestic mountain range that once loomed in her heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving a void in its original position that was difficult to fill with anything else.
She could wait, but it seemed she didn't have the time now.
Of course, she was already extremely fortunate, as there was still a fellow disciple who, despite her longing, didn't even have the chance to leave the treasure site and see who had killed her.
That's right... even amidst such a terrifying scene.
They still felt like they were about to die.
Compared to staying in the treasure site and being slaughtered by the Tu family, they had chosen a more proactive but equally useless way to die.
Above this vast sea of cultivators,
Numerous powerful demons stood tall, countless Northern Flood cultivators soared through the clouds, and the Ten Thousand Miles Mountain Map illuminated the area like a brilliant temple, amidst the mountains and seas, a colossal black dragon writhed endlessly!
In comparison, their numbers were scarce, but each of them exuded a formidable aura, like heavenly soldiers and generals, overlooking the mortal realm with indifference.
They were waiting for Qi Tianchuan's command to turn this place into a hellish battlefield.
Boom!
The deafening roar, like thunder, shook the heavens and the earth. It was the breath of the Black Dragon.
A wooden puppet raised its head and stared blankly at the sky.
His beloved master was dead, and the Eastern Dragon King who had taken care of him was also dead, killed by the same person.
Yet he remained the same as he was ten million years ago, perhaps even worse.
With such a self, how could he leave Nan Hong and stand in this place again?
But after much hesitation, Xuan Qing still came.
Perhaps someone had once promised to show him the outside world once more.
Of course, he wouldn't place all his hopes on Shen Yi, as Xuan Qing knew that Shen Yi already carried too many burdens.
But that promise had stirred his dormant thoughts.
It was just a glance, and what did cultivation base matter? At worst, he would die, and in the process, he could also rid himself of his inner torment.
"It seems like it's hard to win."
Qi Yansheng suddenly sighed, habitually comparing the strengths of both sides, and the conclusion he drew was quite lamentable.
There was absolutely no chance of victory.
This was why the cultivators present all had grim expressions.
Rather than calling it a life-or-death struggle, it was more like a journey to their deaths.
In the horizon, Qi Tianchuan sat majestically in the main position, his cold gaze sweeping over the mortals below.
If they divided and conquered, the losses of the Northern Flood could be minimized.
Unfortunately, with a group of demonic cultivators causing chaos, they had to unite, and what surprised him even more was that even the Nan Hong barbarians had rushed over, let alone the cultivators from the other two Floods.
Today, they might have to pay a heavy price.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the Elder Turtle, who had served the Northern Dragon King for tens of millions of years and was a trusted minister.
"It's a clean and swift end." The Elder Turtle responded softly.
Only after gathering here did they realize that the losses of the Northern Dragon Palace had already been devastating, to the point where it was difficult to account for them.
Fortunately, with the three Floods joining forces, the Boundless Dao Monarch Sect and the other forces would also suffer losses, ensuring that the status of the Northern Dragon Palace would not be affected. This was a good thing.
Moreover, for some reason, the Elder Turtle felt a chill down his spine, as if being stared at by a pair of greedy eyes. This made him slightly uneasy, and he urged, "Let's begin."
Upon hearing this, Qi Tianchuan suddenly raised his palm and shouted, "Kill!"
The single word reverberated like thunder through the heavens and the earth, causing the cultivators below to turn pale.
Facing the turbulent aura in the sky,
Their already fragile minds became even more unstable, urgently needing someone to boost their morale.
"..."
Ye Jiu slowly drew out his Radiant Long Sword, his sleeves fluttering gracefully.
Even a rusty sword, when necessary, could become an unstoppable blade.
He took a step forward but suddenly stopped.
Still unable to see that figure, Ji Jingxi's mind was in a daze. Just as she was about to follow, she looked at her senior brother in confusion: "Hmm?"
"It seems I don't need to lead the way."
Ye Jiu clenched his long sword, his eyes narrowing slightly, and looked up at the sky.
The next moment, almost everyone saw the silently appearing figures in the air.
One figure... ten figures... dozens of figures!
Over fifty colossal shadows that blotted out the sky and sun stood quietly above the Nan Hong cultivators.
Their appearance caused the entire water domain to dim, as if the sun and moon were obscured.
In this situation, the five figures in front suddenly appeared, capturing everyone's attention.
The elegant Dark Golden Robe fluttered like a long sunset at the horizon.
The majestic one wore a golden-crowned dragon headpiece, its eyes like the sun and moon, becoming one of the few sources of light in the dark sky.
The petite and voluptuous figures stood on either side, each with captivating beauty, yet different in their allure.
Yue Tianji stood in the middle, his expression calm as a still pond.
And finally, the most gigantic and plump figure, with a fierce and greedy expression, stared at the Elder Turtle beside Qi Tianchuan.
But the moment this uniform Dark Golden Robe appeared.
Almost everyone knew their identity.
"I once told the Western Flood's vermin that this water domain belongs to my Ten Thousand Demon Hall."
"I never reminded you."
"So, today, I'll make a slight modification."
The deep dragon's roar echoed like a mighty bell, reaching everyone's ears.
They stared at the five figures in the sky, and the next moment, they felt an overwhelming aura akin to the Dao, enveloping heaven and earth, causing all beings to tremble.
The golden Azure Dragon looked down upon Qi Tianchuan: "Now, Hongze belongs to my Ten Thousand Demon Hall, and so do you."
Before he finished speaking, the golden dragon claws that blotted out the sky and sun plummeted from the depths of the horizon.
In the sharp claws, the Ten Thousand Miles Mountain Map in the sky was instantly shredded, and the ethereal forms of several Dao Palaces, which had been seated calmly, finally lost their composure and fled in panic.
Boom!!
A massive roar swept through.
The dragon claws stirred up the waters, and its fingertips were covered in scarlet blood and the corpses of Northern Flood beings.
"..."
Qi Tianchuan sat motionless on the throne, his hand still frozen in mid-air.
The Elder Turtle pulled him up and roared: "Pre-Dao Realm!"
With Lu Xiao and the Dragon King absent, a being of such a realm was almost invincible!
"What are you afraid of!"
In the distance, an elder from the Boundless Dao Monarch Sect soared into the sky, quickly forming hand seals. A towering Ancestral Stele with a real body descended from the sky with boundless might!
"We've been waiting for you."
The elder's calm expression finally turned into a furious rage.
They had waited so long, suppressing their emotions, and finally, they encountered these brutal murderers who had killed many of their sect masters.
"Form the Greedy Wolf Star Chart!"
The elder's roar caused the remaining Boundless Dao Monarch Sect masters to stabilize their figures and begin forming hand seals.
In the sky, stars twinkled, outlining an enormous peach blossom, and the aura it contained had truly reached the Dao Realm!
This terrifying pressure caused the cultivators below, including Ye Jiu and the others, to pale simultaneously.
However, besides them, the roaring elder also paled.
"..."
The elder hovered in the air, his lips trembling.
Their formation couldn't have been so quick, nor could it be so powerful. This peach blossom... wasn't from the Boundless Dao Monarch Sect.
Under everyone's stunned gaze.
The peach blossom slowly rotated, its radiance covering the stele.
Yue Tianji finally took a step forward, his right arm transforming into a gigantic hand. He calmly grasped the Ancestral Stele, and with a slight exertion of his five fingers, he slowly pulled the stele towards himself, as if lifting a mountain.
Another Pre-Dao Realm! Five Hall Masters, five Pre-Dao Realm beings! As this thought flashed through their minds, whether it was the Northern Flood beings or the remaining Nan Hong cultivators, they were all struck by lightning.
Adding to this, the star chart, and the over fifty Earthly Realm or Celestial Realm Great Demons.
The Ten Thousand Demon Hall, hidden in Hongze, now had the power to annihilate the Northern Dragon Palace or the Boundless Dao Monarch Sect!
However, several people in the arena fell silent.
Ji Jingxi and Ye Jiu's eyes widened, their pupils dilating in shock.
The Ten Thousand Demon Hall possessed the Greedy Wolf Star Immortal Slaying Array and used it with such familiarity, almost instantaneously.
This scene made it easy for them to associate it with one person.
That familiar black-robed figure silently appeared in everyone's minds.
"Has he... been here all along?"
This question should have been easy to answer, but no one dared to give a definite reply.
A Celestial Realm cultivator with over fifty Unification of Dao cultivators and five Pre-Dao Realm beings under his command—this was too absurd to even consider.
(End of Chapter)
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