The sword energy was magnificent and vast, with a clear artistic conception. In the dissipated fire of Zhou Qi's soul, the power of this sword was not diminished at all. On the contrary, it became extreme because it burned another [Taishan Lord Sacrifice] object. In fact, before this sword, in front of the rest of the gods and Yu, Zhou Qi, who had defected to the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor, was killed with one sword.

This is even more decisive to draw the sword!

This sword completely represents the position of the Lord of Mount Tai, and represents Qi Wuhuo's position towards the Great Emperor of the South Pole.

You have already made a move on me.

So do I!

This heart is bright, there is no need to say more!

The sword light was brilliant and magnificent. The Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole stretched out his five fingers and did not use any weapons at all. He just grasped this pure and brilliant sword light in the palm of his right hand. Then, with a little force from his five white fingers, he directly crushed this clear sword light into pieces, which turned into flowing light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

However, this action has caused the immortals and gods who noticed this place to speak out of turn.

When the Emperor Beiji Ziwei faced the Plague Lord, the Emperor Wenbo, in a mortal battle, he only used three moves.

The first move is to let the Plague Emperor attack while you yourself do nothing.

The North Pole Ziwei Emperor is good at killing, but inferior to the South Pole Changsheng Emperor in terms of defense and immortality. Now, the North Emperor does not move in the face of the Plague Emperor, while the South Pole Changsheng Emperor, who has a stronger defense, has to take action himself to resolve this sword. In the eyes of the immortals and gods, this sword has such an aftermath after killing a Ghost Emperor!

This sword is even heavier than this.

In an instant, there was dead silence.

The Southern Emperor of Immortality slowly withdrew his hand and said, "The sword of life and death... was born from the sword of catastrophe, but it is completely different."

"What a good [Tai]."

The Southern Emperor of Longevity, who had always been gentle, could still smile gently and reminisce about the past even when he was at odds with his friends. When he said this, there was still a smile on his face, but the smile seemed to have faded a little. He looked at Qi Wuhuo, and he could see this future achieved by rituals, but he also knew that this power would not last too long, and the Taoist still had to take it step by step.

However, the sword of the Emperor of Beiji Ziwei has been unsheathed.

If he attacks Tai, then Beidi will pierce him instantly with extreme killing power the moment he attacks.

This is a check and balance.

Emperor Zhu Ling was intercepted by the Saints of the North Pole.

The Jiutian Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun who was directly under him was first invited by Taiyi to have tea, and then Tianpeng swept the formation empty-handed.

It is still a way of checks and balances.

And now, a Lord of Mount Tai who is powerful enough for him to break his moves is enough to help the Northern Emperor.

With the killing of the Northern Emperor.

The Lord of Mount Tai only needs to force the Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole to be on guard at the critical moment.

You will be met with a terrifying murderous intent.

Or, if he concentrates on defending the Northern Emperor, he will be humiliated by the sword energy of the Lord of Mount Tai. The Southern Emperor Changsheng holds a green bamboo in his hand, and thunder roars in the sky. It is the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun. The purple fire burning the sky is the Southern Emperor Zhuling. The Northern Emperor Ziwei lowers his eyes, surrounded by saints. The Central Lord of the North Pole Tianpeng stands on one side, and the Lord of Mount Tai stands in the middle, leaning towards the Northern Emperor.

The Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole held his weapon, still with an attitude of retreating but not actually retreating.

Silence, quiet.

Only the clouds are rolling.

If so——

The situation became increasingly tense, with murderous intent growing heavier with each passing moment.

Needless to say, the rest of the immortals and gods were staring intently at this scene that would decide whether the order of heaven would soon fall apart. In the Lingxiao Palace, the young Jade Emperor and Xuan Du were crowded in front of the Haotian Mirror, each holding onto the Haotian Mirror with one hand and fighting for it. The Jade Emperor's eyes widened with a bright light, while Xuan Du's mouth twitched slightly.

Huh?! Who?!

Who the hell is this?!

Who would step directly in when the two emperors of Antarctica and the Arctic are balancing each other?

I will stop the Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole for you, and he will wait five hundred years before attacking you with his sword.

In the blink of an eye.

You are so good, you just slashed it with a sword? !

The young Jade Emperor's eyes were full of light. He poked Xuan Du with his elbow and said:

"Sir, who is he?"

“Did you know?!”

Xuan Du's mouth twitched.

he?!

Who?! I don’t know!

I only recognize a little Taoist priest who caused trouble and my junior brother who made me explode for no reason; I don’t know this Lord of Mount Tai who single-handedly stepped into the calamity, killed the Ghost Emperor, slapped the Four Imperial Gods in the face, and could control the calamity with his body!

Not familiar!

Really unfamiliar!

Although he thought so, Xuan Du held the Haotian Mirror tightly, almost sticking his eyes to it.

grass!

You are so awesome, you should be my senior brother!

"Sir, sir, please don't squeeze me, I can't see!"

"Haotian Mirror is my magic weapon!"

"Sir, sir—"

The young Jade Emperor tried hard to snatch the Haotian Mirror, and then suddenly he was shocked and said, "Sir, your alchemy furnace is shaking!"

"Huh?! Where?!"

Xuan Du was startled. He turned around and saw that the purple gold Bagua furnace that was brought over was actually shaking violently. It was because the mind of the alchemist who opened the furnace was really unstable. Yu Huangdu's face turned pale. Looking at the huge furnace placed in the middle of the Lingxiao Palace, he said, "This, this thing will not explode here?!"

"No, no."

"I am Xuandu, I have been refining pills for many years, how come the furnace exploded?!"

"You can trust me, Jade Emperor."

While comforting the Jade Emperor, Master Xuandu stopped the alchemy furnace with one hand, adjusted the eight trigrams, integrated the five energies, and pulled back the alchemy furnace that was about to explode with a very skillful method. The Jade Emperor was shocked and thought that this great master had superb skills and could control the exploding furnace with such experience.

He is worthy of being the disciple of the Supreme Taoist Ancestor!

"Sir, that's amazing!"

“Such an exploding furnace can be pulled back!”

The Jade Emperor's heartfelt admiration made Master Xuandu's face sour, and he said unhappily:

"That is."

"After all, I am the Supreme Master of Exploding Stove, the Great Emperor of Miaole Huidan!"

The Jade Emperor was puzzled.

But he still knew that at this time, it seemed best not to offend the great Xuandu wizard who had a bad temper. Instead, he looked at the scene in the Haotian Mirror. His heart was lifted again. The South Pole and the North Pole, Zhuling Lei Zun, the Tianpeng Saints, the entire heaven, and even the highest-ranking and most murderous people in the six realms gathered together.

The quieter it is, the more tense it is, the heavier the murderous intent and fear become.

The young Jade Emperor subconsciously clenched his sleeves and asked softly:

"Tai, can you stop the catastrophe?"

Master Xuandu was silent. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. In the end, he just answered quietly:

"have no idea."

"His strength is far inferior to Yu, but his current state can just add a little weight to the balance, making this victory chance lean towards the North Pole. However, the South Pole Changsheng Emperor is definitely not the kind of person who will retreat when frightened by others, so, after all, Xuan..."

Master Xuandu paused and continued:

"He is the last force that can stop the catastrophe and is most likely to directly shatter the order of the six realms."

"Or is it that the Southern Emperor Changsheng is completely determined to fight the Northern Emperor Ziwei, which will be the beginning of a complete breakdown of order? What this possibility is, perhaps, can only be left to fate."

“Heaven’s will…”

The young Jade Emperor whispered.

For some reason, a scene appeared in my mind. It seemed like it was in the past, in the distant past. I spread my hands, soaring above the sky, and walked towards the seven figures between heaven and earth step by step. The clouds were shaking behind me, and all things in heaven and earth were prostrating themselves. I said, "I am the destiny!"

But this scene disappeared in an instant, leaving only waves of pain.

In the Haotian Mirror, ripples appeared in the clouds and the fight was rekindled.

Xuandu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Seeing that the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole seemed to smile, and then the green bamboo in his palm went towards the Lord of Mount Tai, it was an endless vitality that was ethereal and distant, but the spread and change of vitality seemed to turn the Lord of Mount Tai into nutrients for the growth of all things. The Lord of Mount Tai floated away, and the sword in the hand of the Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole was domineering.

Xuandu was paused.

The Jade Emperor clenched his hands.

Di Ting's face froze. He heard the voice of the Southern Emperor of Immortality ringing in his ears:

"Are you stirring up trouble again?"

"Listen carefully..."

!!!

Di Ting's expression suddenly changed, and he heard the calm voice of the Southern Emperor of Longevity: "It is just the power gained through rituals, which is temporary and without foundation. In fact, it has only achieved the foundation of Taoism. How many swords can you use? I would like to test the quality of your so-called Lord of Mount Tai."

The next moment, Di Ting could no longer observe the communication between the North Pole Ziwei Emperor and the South Pole Changsheng Emperor outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Because the sword energy was so powerful and the aura was so overwhelming, even Di Ting's magical power was directly blocked.

His face looked grim.

Yu is Yu after all.

There is no way to suppress them by relying on the general trend!

This will only make them more calm and arrogant in choosing to give it a try. They will go along the way, experiencing countless life and death, countless tribulations, and countless times being forced by others with great momentum. They all choose to draw their swords and fight, and break through the momentum countless times, and finally stand at the limit of the Tao. They cannot be suppressed by the momentum, and they draw their swords when they are in trouble.

Si Yu, there is no way you can be suppressed by your cleverness, you little calf nose!

Di Ting once again recalled the demise of Tianji Pavilion and the death of Bai Ze. Yu was horrible. His character and Taoism, his strength had reached the limit, but he chose not to let go of the Tao like the Three Purities. To some extent, he was even more oppressive than Yu Qing!

"I don't believe it."

The green bamboo turns into vitality, the vitality gives rise to all things, and then goes towards the Lord of Mount Tai.

The sword energy is everywhere.

The Northern Emperor kills and cuts off life.

Tianpeng faced off against Jiutian Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun, while the South Pole Zhuling Emperor who came here was trapped by Tianyou Zhenjun, Heisha General and other warriors from the Exorcism Court. The Jade Emperor watched all this helplessly, with murderous intent in his heart, but he could do nothing. The six realms seemed to begin to collapse because of this, but another ray of sword light was clear, pointing at the South Pole Changsheng Emperor again.

The Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole grabbed it with his backhand and crushed it.

Beidi stepped forward and drew his sword.

The Emperor of Immortality of the South Pole had to return to defend.

This happened three times, and the situation of the South Pole Longevity Emperor became a little bit weaker, but his expression was still peaceful, because the power of the Taishan Palace Lord's sacrificial ritual had been exhausted, and what remained was only a Taoist base, just a disciple of Tai Shang. The South Pole Longevity Emperor looked towards the North Emperor, gathered his thoughts, and concentrated on dealing with this former friend of life and death, and current enemy on the path of Taoism.

But at this moment, he once again felt a hint of cold murderous intent.

!!!!!!!

The Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole dodged suddenly to the side.

Silently, the clear sword light was avoided and slashed through his temple.

His black hair was blown up and a wound appeared on his cheek.

Golden blood and black hair fell and scattered for nine days.

!!!!!!!

On the thirty-three-layer heaven where the battle was taking place, there were few participants but many spectators. Manjushri Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the Immortal Emperor. The gods of the Thunder Department all looked at him in shock. Taiyin Yuanjun's wrist trembled slightly. There was no sound in the thirty-three days and the seventy-two palaces were dead silent. In this silence, which was even more terrifying than before, the eyes of the Immortal Emperor of the South Pole exuded a hint of coldness.

The wound on his cheek healed in an instant. He turned around and saw the Lord of Mount Tai, whose rituals had been exhausted, calmly attacking with his sleeves waving. The foundation of the great emperor who had just been born through the unparalleled rituals had been damaged, but wisps of vitality were escaping, entwining around and transforming into sword energy.

The foundation of the Tao of the Lord of Mount Tai was shattered.

The young Taoist slowly retracted his sword finger and let it hang down. His wide, ink-black sleeves with a dark red lining danced wildly.

The weaker the Qi becomes, the stronger the sword energy becomes!

And the power brought by the partial shattering of Taishan Lord's Taoist foundation flowed on the sword finger, turning into the Qi and sword energy of the cycle of life and death, eerie and majestic. This was the scene that Di Ting heard after trying his best. He heard the sound of Taishan Lord's Taoist foundation being shattered, and heard that this foundation was no longer complete, no longer so perfect.

Hearing the majestic sword energy and the murderous intent of the Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole.

I heard——

The kalpa has stagnated and rotated.

The once ancient evil god, the master of Tianji Pavilion who stirred up the world, sat in the City of the Dead, dazed and lost.

No, he didn't understand.

That is the Dao foundation of the Great Emperor. Even in the eyes of Di Ting, it may be qualified to be on par with the terrifying Dao foundations of Tian Peng, Tai Yi, and even Xuan Du. If there is another opportunity, it is not impossible to touch the level of Yu. That is a level that can be on par with Hou Tu and Bei Di. Such a Dao foundation, such a Dao foundation...

You're broken?!

How could you bear to do that?

You are willing to do it!!!

He suddenly remembered what the young Taoist said when he stepped onto the chains.

[I want to postpone and resolve this calamity, so that many people don’t have to die, and don’t have to die without knowing why, sir——]

[Perhaps I am overestimating my own abilities]

[But I really want to stop the catastrophe. I don’t want any name, I don’t want any opportunities, I just don’t want anyone to die like dust anymore…]

Di Ting murmured: "He really thought so and really did so..."

To know and to practice is to achieve the unity of knowledge and action, and this heart is the only thing that cannot be changed.

He thought of the time when he and the young Taoist met.

My name is Wuhuo.

Yes, it means that there should be no doubt in anything we do in this life.

In order to stop the catastrophe.

It even destroyed the Taoist foundation of the Lord of Mount Tai.

The great emperor's foundation of Taoism was not what he was looking for at all.

So in the eyes of the gods, the pale-faced, black-haired Lord of Mount Tai raised his sword with a peaceful expression. The South Pole Changsheng Emperor looked at him and sensed that kind of determination and calmness, and sensed the murderous intent of the North Pole Ziwei Emperor. The South Pole Changsheng Emperor sighed, slowly retracted the green bamboo in his palm, and looked at the black-haired young Taoist calmly, and the expression in his eyes finally changed.

That was no longer the look he gave to a disciple of Taishang.

No longer just looking at the ordinary things.

It's even different from when he looked at Xuandu, the Supreme Spokesperson.

Under the watchful eyes of countless immortal gods.

The Great Emperor of the South Pole took half a step back!

He rotated the green bamboo in his left hand and held it behind his back, while he raised the Daoist Art in his right hand and placed it in front of him. He showed great admiration and killing intent to his Daoist friends and Daoist enemies, and he also felt extremely happy and applauded those who were practicing the Daoist path. He said this and said this:

"What a cycle of life and death!"

"What a great one—"

"Lord Taishan!"

The sound spread throughout the nine heavens, and all the gods were silent.

And finally, the Northern Emperor and the Southern Emperor of Immortality disappeared and left. After the competition and suppression, it was time for them to compete and fight with each other. At least they would not draw their swords directly, and all the gods who were watching felt their minds relax in an instant, and they almost felt like they were sweating all over.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the young Jade Emperor held the Haotian Mirror in his hand and sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

He and Xuan looked at each other, and both felt the extreme tension they had just felt, and then they both relaxed and laughed happily.

That’s great, the most terrible thing didn’t happen after all.

Very good--

The order that was about to break was finally stabilized.

As the laughter died down, the young Jade Emperor got up, hugged the Haotian Mirror, and looked into the mirror.

"Ah, I still have to go... I can't rely on this Haotian Mirror to transmit the Dharma and speak now, that..."

"Sir, could you please take the trouble to find this [Tai] here?"

I'm looking for his uncle!

Xuan Du's mouth twitched, and he was about to speak, but the Jade Emperor saw the picture displayed in the Haotian Mirror. Endless chains were shaking, and the black-robed Lord stood between heaven and earth, his face was pale, and his black hair fell like a waterfall. The first time he appeared in the world, he killed the Ghost Emperor, joined forces with the Northern Emperor, retreated to the South Pole, and stopped the catastrophe.

In the Haotian Mirror, after the South Pole retreated, the sword energy of the Lord of the Mansion dissipated, his sleeves fell, covering his white and slender hands, and he stood on a huge chain that ran through the sky and the earth. The sky was very high, the earth was very far away, and the Lord of the Mansion seemed to be also between heaven and earth. It seemed that the young Jade Emperor's gaze was too direct and contained too strong a desire.

The Lord of the Palace turned slightly to look at him, his black robe fluttering, the lining dark red, and his eyes turned to look at the "Jade Emperor".

There was a faint and pure golden light in a pair of black eyes.

Luxurious and graceful.

Yet there is also a kind of Taoist air of purity and indifference.

The wind from the ninth heaven arose, and the sleeves of the Lord fluttered.

Black hair, black robe, the cycle of life and death.

Under his feet were chains, the vast sky and earth, behind him was the closed South Pole Changsheng Palace, thunder, purple flames, layers of auspicious clouds, the rosy glow of the thirty-three heavens, and countless astonished immortals and gods, but everything was obscured by the ink-black sleeves and became just footnotes to the legend, with only the pair of calm eyes left.

The Lord died, the South Pole retreated, and acknowledged its name—

It is not just a position, but also the nature of the mind, the heart of Tao.

Its name is——

Lord of Mount Tai!

The Jade Emperor was so fascinated that he subconsciously held the Haotian Mirror tightly in his hand.

Then he murmured subconsciously, expressing his inner desire.

He said something that almost caused the great magician Xuandu next to him to lose control and smash the alchemy furnace.

"Sir—"

"Would you like to be my chariot driver?"