Chapter 79

Yan Zhu: “…”

Zhongli Ye didn't even look at Qingxuan, and asked Haotian directly, his attitude not very friendly: "Is this the etiquette of hospitality in your realm?"

Haotian smiled lightly: "The Demon King is in a serious condition. Qingxuan Divine Lord is not an official, so I cannot help him. I hope the Demon King will forgive me."

Gui Zang tried to hold back his laughter, this protection of his child was too obvious.

Zhongli Ye snorted coldly and remained silent, focusing his attention on the Thunder Execution Platform. "He still hasn't revealed the whereabouts of the porcelain bottle?"

Hong Le saluted: "Not yet."

Zhongli Ye found a seat and sat down without hesitation, saying in a domineering tone, "If someone from your God Realm commits a crime, there will be someone to take care of it. I will wait for your world to present the porcelain bottle with both hands."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at what was happening on the stage, but kept making small talk with Yan Zhu.

"When are we going to the demon world to play?"

Do you think it's appropriate to say such joking words at this time?

Yan Zhu: “…”

"Wait until this is over."

"Your organization's efficiency really needs to be improved. Such a small matter dragged on for so long. Also, have you caught that traitor?"

Facing Zhongli Ye's complaints, Yan Zhu rolled her eyes: "...How do you know there's a traitor?"

"Do you think the master of a world is insignificant?"

Yan Zhu frowned: "You might have spies in the God Realm, right?"

Zhongli Ye: "Want to know? Be my Demon Queen."

"You wish."

Hearing what the two were saying, Qingxuan's expression became gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Haotian said calmly: "Begin."

"Boom—"

As soon as he finished speaking, lightning lit up half the sky. The infinite and majestic power was shocking, and purple thunder struck the sky and the earth.

In a split second, no one expected that Wuwang would use purple thunder to break free from the chains. At the same time, Wuwang's disciples turned against him and used puppetry to control people of the same level of cultivation.

Those with high cultivation level were controlled by Wuwang, and the thing he used was the porcelain bottle.

Qingxuan: "The porcelain bottle has the entire fortune of the demon king Zhongli. It is not surprising that he can control these people."

The man looked solemn, and then said to Haotian, "Please, Lord Tian, ​​please step aside for the time being."

Haotian: “No need.”

Qingxuan still insisted: "Your cultivation level, Lord..."

Having said that, Haotian saw three clear words in Qingxuan's eyes: holding back.

Haotian closed his eyes. If this man was not his subject and good friend, he would have been exiled no matter how high or low he went.

"I'll leave the red music to you."

Although Yan Zhu didn't understand why Haotian had no cultivation at all but had such an oppressive pressure and aura, she knew that Hongle naturally couldn't be separated from Haotian at this time.

"The safety of the Heavenly Monarch is of paramount importance, and the Red Music Divine Monarch will naturally protect the Heavenly Monarch."

Hong Lebao stood with his sword, and the attitude on his face was obviously more inclined to protect Haotian.

"Want to leave? No one can leave today."

Wuwang looked frantic, "Although there have been some setbacks, I am about to succeed."

Qingxuan urged Hongle and Haotian, "Hurry up!"

Hong Le grabbed Haotian's arm and flew quickly above the barrier that was being formed. The barrier had not yet completely closed and there was still a gap.

"You overestimate your own abilities." Wuwang said with contempt.

The puppet received the order and instantly stopped Hong Le. Qing Xuan and others joined the melee to stop the puppet and make way for Hong Le. The field was in chaos, but Zhong Li Ye was the only one who sat calmly watching the battle and commenting from time to time.

“Too slow.”

Qingxuan kicked the puppet away and glanced at it without much expression.

Hongle swung his sword and forced back countless puppets, revealing his true strength and covering Haotian's retreat.

Although the bodies of the gods were controlled, their consciousness was clear. Now they were being used as a knife to commit crimes against their superiors, and they were furious and wanted to die.

Now that he heard with his own eyes that Haotian had no cultivation, his heart was struck by lightning and he was extremely shocked.

"Who would have thought that the master of a realm would have no cultivation at all?"

Wuwang laughed wildly with a hint of sarcasm, "So the previous pressure and aura were just a divine servant playing tricks!"

The gods attacked Qingxuan and others in panic while trying to calm down their inner shock.

It was over, it was over. Although Hong Le had a high level of cultivation, and with the help of Qing Xuan and the others, they couldn't get close to him, but Tian Jun had no cultivation. What if he was really hurt? Everyone was terrified...

At this moment, the gods were not thinking about why the master of a world had no cultivation, but what would they do if he accidentally hurt Haotian and was held accountable later?

The gods who turned into puppets attacked together. Hong Le and others were unable to stop them, and the barrier was finally closed.

Wuwang stood on the Thunder Execution Platform with his hands behind his back, "How does it feel to be trapped in a jar?"

Haotian showed no sign of panic: "It seems that you came to the Thunder Punishment Platform on purpose, using the gods to force the emperor to abdicate."

"So what?"

Wuwang said confidently, "These people have seen my true face and know that you have no cultivation, and they attacked you. So no matter what the final result is, they will die."

As Wuwang finished speaking, the gods' faces paled. Curiosity killed the cat. Who had made them blindly follow the crowd and take sides?!

Qingxuan, Yanzhu and Guizang stood in front of Haotian one by one, with Hongle protecting them behind them.

Qingxuan: "Don't blame those who don't know. You all have a fair mind, but you have been led astray by those with ulterior motives. I hope you can break free from their control in time and avoid making any serious mistakes."

Now that things have come to this, the gods have a clear idea in their minds. As long as they turn back in time, they may still be able to survive.

Let’s fight!

So the gods were filled with the will to survive and resisted Wuwang's control over their bodies.

Wuwang's expression changed slightly, but he didn't show any excessive worry. He tightened the porcelain bottle in his hand to control the crowd. "It's just a futile struggle."

Gui Zang: "We have to take the porcelain bottle."

Qing Xuan looked ahead and said, "Hong Le, Jiu Li, and Yan Zhu will protect the Heavenly Monarch, while Gui Zang and I will snatch the porcelain bottle."

After that, they divided the work clearly and headed straight for the target.

Yan Zhu controlled the black silk to tie the puppet gods in place. If they used spiritual power to resist, the turbid air wrapped in the black silk would immediately devour the spiritual power, thus avoiding harm to the gods.

Hongle's sword power was as strong as a rainbow, forcing back the fish that had escaped the net. Jiuli's power was not as strong as Hongle's, so he had to protect Haotian.

Qingxuan and Guizang attacked Wuwang from the left and right, and the latter gradually fell into a disadvantage. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he threw the porcelain bottle towards Haotian.

Gui Zang took advantage of the opportunity when Qingxuan was restraining Wuwang and jumped up to intercept the porcelain bottle halfway. He was unable to dodge and was slapped by the puppet.

The slap wasn't the main issue. The porcelain bottle in his hand... was too hot, and it felt like something was pulling it, forcing it madly in one direction.

Gui Zang endured the burns and looked up, which was the direction of Haotian.

"No, I can't hold this thing anymore."

Wuwang laughed loudly, "Hahahaha!" "It's useless! The power of possession is unstoppable!"

Qingxuan noticed the unusual movement of the porcelain bottle: "Suppress it."

Gui Zang choked, his expression inevitably anxious, and shouted, "Then hold Wuwang back!"

Qingxuan's yarrow bead spun rapidly, casting a mysterious light. Even though Wuwang's evasive steps were very strange, he could not escape being covered by the purple light.

"Ten levels of the Law of Fortune and Mold?!"

Wuwang gnashed his teeth, a fierce look in his eyes, "Are you crazy? To trap me for a short period of time, you actually resorted to this trick?"

Are you crazy? Once the tenth level of blessing is cast, Qingxuan's spiritual spring will be exhausted within an incense stick, and will be at the mercy of others.

Wuwang: "Foolish loyalty!"

Qingxuan ignored Wuwang, his cold eyes and eyebrows showed fearlessness.

"As long as I can trap you, it doesn't matter."

Trapping Wuwang and separating him from the porcelain bottle would sever the connection between them, making it impossible to take over someone else's body.

The moment Wuwang was trapped, he happened to notice that Guizang's suppression formation was about to be completed, and Haotian was firmly guarded by Yanzhu and others. Reluctance and hatred immediately appeared in his eyes.

Why are some people born superior to others, while others find it difficult to surpass that destiny even if they try their best?

"not good."

Qingxuan, who was always paying attention to Wuwang's movements, immediately looked at Guizang. He saw that at the last moment of the formation, the porcelain bottle flew out of his hand and rushed in a certain direction...

His heartbeat suddenly stopped, as if something was about to happen, making him very panicked.

At this moment, the gods gradually woke up. After realizing that the direction was the gate of God, they all looked horrified and took a deep breath.

"It's over. Can the Divine Gate withstand such evil power?"

"Stop them now!"

The gods rushed towards the porcelain bottle like a tide.

However, the first person to chase the porcelain vase was Yan Zhu.

Wu Jiu shouted, "The power of possession in the porcelain bottle is wrapped in thick turbid air. It must not pass through the divine gate and fall into the human world!"

Yan Zhu quickened his pace, watching the gradually enlarging outline of the Divine Gate in the distance: "I know!"

Wu Jiu was extremely anxious: "No! I can't catch up, it's too fast!"

Gui Zang shouted behind him, "Yanzhu, stop! The Divine Gate might collapse!"

As Yan Zhu sped, she turned her head to glance in the direction of the Thunder Punishment Platform. She made a decision instantly, and with a finger gesture, she left a message: "Didn't you say the Divine Gate wouldn't close anytime soon? I trust you, so don't worry. I'll definitely come back. You stay in the Divine Realm to purge the lords. The Divine Realm needs you. If the Divine Gate closes, you'll forget me." Qingxuan, I've long forgiven your white-knuckled deception, but we're not meant to be. Farewell."

When the woman threw the jade slip, her finger just touched the porcelain bottle, but unfortunately it had already entered the divine gate.

Almost at the same time, Shenmen emitted a heavy and dull sound, as if it was the rust on thousand-year-old iron, finally changing color and falling off, becoming the past tense of time.

Gui Zang and Jiuli, who followed behind, looked at each other: It's over, how can we explain this to Qingxuan...

Lei Xingtai Qingxuan suddenly felt a pain somewhere in his heart. The pain made him spit out a mouthful of blood while maintaining the yarrow bead formation. At the same time, he felt inexplicable panic and despair in his mind.

Even the yarrow beads began to tremble slightly.

Wuwang narrowed his eyes and wanted to take advantage of Qingxuan's unstable mind to escape, but Qingxuan did not give him this opportunity.

The law of fortune and misfortune brought Wuwang all kinds of bad luck, from which he had no way of escaping.

"Qingxuan!"

Wuwang could only rage helplessly, then something occurred to him and he sneered, "The entire human world will be reduced to purgatory, buried with me!"