Chapter 245 Qingbao Suffers Divine Wrath
"Yi Xuan, is this really true?!"
The most furious were the sect leaders, led by Elder Zhaomen.
You should know that their ancestors for generations all possessed the cultivation level of the Mahayana stage. If they hadn't reached the end of their lifespan, they would definitely have been able to break through and ascend if given a little more time.
That's how they fell for the trap of reincarnation!
Yi Xuan is also at the Great Ascension stage, and although he is at his peak, how can he live for 20,000 years?
The answer is self-evident.
It turns out that he absorbed the power of their grandmasters, which allowed Yi Xuan's power to accumulate continuously, and that's why he has lived for so long!
They had mistakenly believed that Yi Xuan was a true powerhouse and a strong individual who had already broken through the limits of the physical body.
I never imagined the methods would be so dirty!
Their grandmaster!
Their grandmaster gave away all his cultivation and power accumulated over thousands of years to Yi Xuan, only to die a gruesome death, his soul extinguished!
Who can tolerate this?
Who could tolerate this?
Countless cultivators, sect leaders, and elders were all extremely angry.
The level of anger felt when hearing it from others is different from hearing Yi Xuan admit it himself.
Yi Xuan disdained lying; there was not a trace of guilt or unease in his eyes. Instead, he looked at them as if they were a group of ants.
"They were not fortunate enough to enjoy this cycle of reincarnation. If it weren't for their own greed, how could they have ended up like this? Besides..."
He paused, his tone dismissive.
“Isn’t cultivating immortality just a matter of the survival of the fittest? Your growth can provide nourishment for the strong. When you ascend to godhood and live as long as heaven and earth, isn’t that the power of everyone working together?”
"Why don't you ask yourselves, with your mediocre talents, do you really think you can cultivate to the point of ascension?"
"If that's the case, why not become one of the strong?"
"I've never considered the technique I created to be a forbidden art. It's just that it's immoral, so why should it be considered a forbidden art?"
"Since I have no morality, then it conforms to my way, and I insist on calling it immortal art!"
"If any of you have the ability, then come and kill me. History has always been written by the strong. If you can kill me, then you can call this technique whatever you like."
His cold, deep gaze swept around.
Yi Xuan almost laughed out loud.
See!
Look at that!!!
Even if these indignant weaklings united, none of them would dare to stand up and harm him in the slightest.
Even though he was seriously injured, even though his soul was cracked.
But as long as he—Yi Xuan.
Standing here, no weakling dares to act recklessly!
This is the source of his confidence that has intimidated the cultivation world for 20,000 years, and no one can shake it.
Xu Ang took a difficult breath, his exhaled air was cold, "Yi Xuan, you are too presumptuous. With Emperor Ming Yu here, you still dare to speak so arrogantly!"
In fact, as long as Yi Xuan confesses his crimes, they don't need to punish him.
Because there is a higher and more authoritative deity here, he will step in to seek justice for all mortals and their deceased ancestors.
But at this moment.
Emperor Mingyu remained motionless, standing like a sacred and towering statue atop auspicious clouds, glaring angrily at them.
Tang Chen felt a sense of unease and gasped.
"Could it be true, as Yi Xuan said, that Emperor Mingyu can only judge gods, but not people and cultivators below the rank of gods?"
That's how it is.
Why did Yama invite him to descend to the mortal realm?
What is the purpose?
Qingbao also looked at Yama and sweetly asked, "Uncle Yama, what's going on?"
Her face was pale, clearly indicating that she was seriously injured.
The King of Hell glanced at her and remained silent.
Qingbao was taken aback.
She suddenly remembered what Yama had told her before.
The two of them talked about the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld.
...
[Qingbao: "Don't the gods in heaven send out gods to manage them?"]
[King Yama: "You'll understand when you grow up. Those without connections or influence will die the moment they commit one evil deed, while those with powerful backers can do whatever they want without anyone daring to stop them..."]
Qingbao understood instantly!
"Could it be that this Emperor Mingyu is Yixuan's connection in the Heavenly Court? Otherwise, how could you, who governs the truth and justice of the Three Realms, not have the authority to deal with someone like Yixuan?!"
She doesn't need to understand social etiquette.
There is no need to flatter or fawn over others.
She just wanted to know what she wanted to know!
If Emperor Mingyu is Yixuan's contact, then today's situation is probably as bad as it gets.
The efforts of Qingbao, Tangchen, Sihe, Futu, and everyone else will become a source of "nourishment" to help Yixuan ascend to immortality.
And how many people will he harm to provide the nourishment he needs?!
Qingbao's baby teeth are all chewed up.
Emperor Mingyu turned his head, glanced at Qingbao lightly, and then remained expressionless, ignoring her.
Qingbao couldn't help but yell, "I'm asking you a question! Are you one of his people?!"
Emperor Mingyu frowned slightly.
Qingbao was instantly suppressed, and felt pain in her internal organs!
His soul was already on the verge of shattering, and now his body is also in pain.
pain--
It hurts!
Qingbao frowned, her big eyes drooping, cold sweat dripping into the clouds. She didn't know what was hurting her.
Is it the pain of these hypocritical people, or the frustration of countless attempts to reach higher and higher levels of justice that fail to bring about a just world?
Heartbreaking—
Why are the Three Realms like this?
Why is Heaven like this?
This world is utterly rotten! Corrupted! Utterly finished!!!
"Qingbao, Qingbao." Sihe hugged her, and she knelt down before Emperor Mingyu.
"Your Majesty, Qingbao is only a four-year-old child. She speaks without thinking. Please don't take it to heart!"
After Si He finished speaking, Tang Chen also gritted her teeth and knelt down, her back straight, "I beg Your Majesty not to hold Qing Bao accountable, she is just a child!"
Fu Tu glanced at Qing Bao, then looked down at his knees.
That was Xia Jingheng's knee.
Xia Jingheng was born into a noble family; even though he could not walk, he was a gentleman like a pine tree.
They don't kneel down to people easily.
now……
He couldn't control it anymore.
He knelt down as well.
"Please, Your Majesty, forgive Qingbao!"
Faced with overwhelming power, even if they wanted to save one person, they had no choice but to yield.
At that very moment.
All the cultivators, led by Xu Ang, knelt down before Emperor Mingyu!
"Please, Your Majesty, forgive Qingbao!"
Immediately afterwards.
A deafening sound echoed from the mortal realm, piercing the sky and reaching the heavens.
I looked down.
Countless vengeful ghosts, mortals, and ghostly soldiers knelt down on the ground in unison, their voices deafening and echoing throughout the entire land!
"Please, Your Majesty, forgive Qingbao!"
Countless streams of faith converged on Qingbao's small body, lifting her up and supporting her!
A hint of shock flashed in Emperor Mingyu's eyes!
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