An ordinary middle school youth, one day shockingly learns that his Mom possesses the art of flying and escaping the earth, and his Dad is even a Divine Body, controlling a region of the Immortal R...
"Perhaps he is not fully prepared yet, or perhaps he is hiding a bigger conspiracy!" Zhu Jiuyin's tone was heavy, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of power.
"He knew that Yu Kai was not here, but he still made a five-year agreement and threatened him with the Earth and other stars. I'm afraid he wanted to plot against Yu Kai and force him to show up!" Hou Tu murmured to herself.
"What's so good about Yu Kai? There's nothing special about him." Zhu Rong looked puzzled.
"Stop! What did you just say?" Zhu Jiuyin's expression suddenly tensed and he asked hurriedly.
"I...I said, what's so special about Yu Kai?" Zhu Rong looked confused and had no idea what was going on.
The witches suddenly realized at this moment.
"So all this is done to plot against Yu Kai. Yu Kai must be hiding a big secret! Otherwise, how could he enter the Netherworld Root Vein? And how could he break through so quickly!"
"He is dealing with us, perhaps to threaten Yu Kai. He wants to get something from Yu Kai!" Di Jiang's tone was solemn, and his eyes revealed vigilance.
"What should we do? Should we call Duobao back?" Zhu Rong asked anxiously.
"No, Yu Kai has lost contact with Emperor Shi. He must have encountered danger. We can't call him back!" Hou Tu waved her hand decisively.
"Then what should we do?" Gonggong couldn't help but interrupt.
"If the situation gets out of control, we must save the stars that Yu Kai cares about no matter what. If we really can't protect those stars, we must also do our best to protect Yu Kai's brothers!" Di Jiang arranged calmly.
"Okay, we will send a message to Shen Xingze and the others later, asking them to transfer the core personnel to the underworld first!" Gonggong and Zhurong immediately bowed and accepted the order.
"We must not leave the underworld casually recently. I'm worried that Zhang Qiming has made preparations in advance, and it will be dangerous for everyone to go out rashly!" Zhu Jiuyin suggested.
"Well! Everyone go back and use the luck of the underworld to practice hard and see if you can break through to the Holy Emperor realm!" Di Jiang ordered.
"Yes!" The witches obeyed the order and left, knowing in their hearts that breaking through to the Saint Emperor realm was no easy task...
Four years have passed by in a flash...
That day, lightning and thunder suddenly erupted at the Demon-Subduing Pass. Powerful spatial fluctuations spread like surging waves, instantly shocking the entire prehistoric land. Even Hou Tu and the others, who were deeply cultivating in the underworld, could not help but observe with attention.
Zhang Qiming, Xumizi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhenyuan Dasheng, Hundun Donkey, Nanji Xianweng and other members of the Anti-Witch Alliance gathered at the checkpoint. They all had solemn expressions and waited vigilantly for the space passage that was about to open.
Soon, massive warships, like ancient behemoths, roared out of the space wormhole. The warships were imposing and majestic, like several ancient beasts descending upon the world, emitting a terrifying aura.
Aboard the leading warship, flags fluttered, led by four young Saint Emperors. Behind them stood hundreds of Dao Emperors. Countless soldiers possessing the strength of Great Emperors lined up at the edge of the warship. They stood tall, their gazes resolute, and they exuded an imposing aura.
Each of the other warships was commanded by a Dao Emperor, along with countless Great Emperor-level soldiers standing in formation. Their imposing aura soared into the heavens, causing the surrounding void to tremble as if struck by a heavy blow, as if unable to withstand the terrifying pressure they exuded.
Xumizi flashed and flew forward. He looked at the sudden arrival of the army, bowed to the four imposing Saint Emperors opposite him, and said, "Are you all friends of the Divine Court Immortal Realm? I am Honghuang Xumizi, and I am in charge of guarding this place!"
"We are all Star Lords of the Divine Court Immortal Realm. Following the orders of the Immortal Lord, we have come to search for our Mistress, Luo Yingxue. Furthermore, our vanguard Immortal Officials have arrived one after another. Where are they?"
Pu Yulin, the leader of this army, stared intently at Xu Mizi, a peak Saint Emperor, with a glare like lightning. Despite the disparity in realm, he showed no fear. Instead, he coldly questioned him, his voice resounding like a bell.
"How dare you talk to my master like that?" Chaos Donkey suddenly erupted in rage, roaring and charging forward. However, as soon as it opened its mouth, it was instantly enveloped by the tangible murderous intent of the opposing army.
The black donkey was frightened by this powerful military might, and its body swayed and almost fell from the air.
At the critical moment, Zhang Qiming flew up and held the Chaos Donkey steadily.
At the same time, Tongtian and others also stepped into the void together, forming a confrontation with the other side. The two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Seeing so many Saint Emperors coming out at once, the four Star Lords frowned slightly. Pu Yulin, however, looked stern. He took a step forward, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his right hand.
In an instant, his aura surged to the sky, like a sharp blade unsheathed, and he shouted loudly, "Are you bullying us because we don't have as many Saint Emperors as you do?"
"Why do we need to join forces to deal with you? I alone am enough to suppress you all!" Zhang Qiming took a step forward resolutely with the Taichu Sword in his hand. His eyes were as cold as frost as he stared at Pu Yulin with disdain, as if he was looking down at an ant.
Seeing the two sides on the verge of a fight, Zhenyuan Great Sage was about to step forward to stop them, but was stopped by Xumizi's secret message: "Teach them a lesson first, then talk later. How dare an early Saint Emperor be so arrogant!"
"I'd like to see for myself what the Primordial Saint Emperor is capable of!" Pu Yulin stepped into the air and walked towards Zhang Qiming step by step with determination.
The fighting spirit in his body was boiling like a raging flame, stirring the void madly, and countless void cracks spread rapidly like spider webs.
"I hope you, the First Generation, won't let me down!" Zhang Qiming sneered as he also stepped forward. As he walked, the void seemed to be unable to bear the weight and trembled violently. The sword intent that soared into the sky seemed to tear the entire world apart.
At this moment, Zhang Qiming sneered in his heart: It is just right to refine you to improve my strength, and at the same time make Honghuang and Shenting enemies, it is simply killing two birds with one stone.
“You know quite a bit!” Pu Yulin swallowed his previous disdain. This man, knowing he was a First-Generation Saint and still treating him with such disdain, must have been no ordinary Saint Emperor.
"This battle is between my Divine Court and the Honghuang people of the same generation. We must not humiliate the reputation of the Divine Court. Kill!" Pu Yulin roared, stomped his feet hard, and the entire void shook.
He raised his sword high with both hands, and with a powerful sword intent like a surging torrent, he slashed out with a whoosh. The endless void seemed to be cut by an invisible giant blade, and was instantly split apart. Wherever the sword intent passed, it formed a boundless black hole, as if to devour everything.
"You've got some skills!" Zhang Qiming's eyes flashed, and he swung his sword as well. The power of the primordial era wrapped around the sword's radiance, like a roaring, ferocious beast, wreaking havoc. Wherever it passed, everything was destroyed, and space shattered.