The ancient realm, the territory of the Nuwa clan.
The wind died down.
The place was a complete mess.
In mid-air.
A burly figure slowly wiped the blood off his body. Although he was injured, it did not conceal his violent aura.
Look down.
An old woman was lying on the ground.
now.
The old woman was covered in blood and breathing weakly, clearly indicating that she had suffered serious injuries.
The old woman clutched her chest, trying to stand up, but her injuries forced her to lie back down on the ground, unable to move.
It's obvious.
The old woman lost.
The Demon God is still superior.
"The descendants of Nuwa are nothing special."
The demon sneered.
So many eras have passed, and Nuwa's descendants have become much weaker, no longer as flamboyant as they were when she sealed him away.
certainly.
The demon god was also aware of this.
I've gotten a good deal coming here today, because the strongest member of Nuwa's descendant clan is not here.
The old woman coughed up blood and sneered, "Now you only dare to show off your power when my clan's strongest is away. The former demon god has fallen to this state, and you are not ashamed but proud."
Upon hearing this...
The demon god's face was cold, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes.
He didn't intend to kill the old woman; sparing her life would help him obtain the Book of Creation Prophecy. But if the old woman insisted on courting death, the demon god would naturally not show mercy.
Whoosh!
A sound pierced the air.
The old woman's body flew uncontrollably into the demon god's hands, where her neck was tightly gripped: "Where are your people? Shout it out!"
If the lives of the entire Nuwa descendant race were used as a bargaining chip, the chances of obtaining the creation prophecy would increase significantly, unless the strongest of this legendary Nuwa descendant didn't care about the lives of these people.
The old woman sneered, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and spat it directly onto the demon god's face.
She couldn't defeat the demon god because she herself lacked the ability.
But protecting the descendants of Nuwa is her duty.
The demon god wiped the spittle off his face expressionlessly: "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish. But I'll torture you to death little by little. You'd better die slowly so I can enjoy myself for a little longer."
The demon race has no shortage of ways to torture people.
immediately.
The demon god planned to extract the old woman's soul.
At that very moment.
The entire ancient world trembled.
The demon god frowned and turned to look into the distance, where he sensed an extremely powerful energy fluctuation. This energy was unfamiliar and did not belong to any cultivation system, but he felt a familiar aura within it.
This aura is none other than that of the Human Emperor.
The demon god's eyes widened in surprise: "Lu Henge?"
Did that kid sneak into the ancient realm?
certainly.
What shocked the demon god the most was not Lu Henge, but this unfamiliar power, which gave people an extremely strong sense of oppression.
"interesting."
The demon grinned.
Since Lu Henge has come to him, there's no reason for him not to go.
Bang!
The old woman's body was crushed by force.
Blood rained down from the sky, as if a blood rain had fallen. The demon god bathed in the blood rain, and the ancient thrill of crushing everything returned.
Immediately afterwards.
The demon opened its mouth wide and swallowed the old woman's soul whole.
Instead of devouring and refining the old woman's soul, he imprisoned it within his body, tormenting her day and night.
He wanted to let the old woman know that death is also a luxury.
After doing all this.
The demon god, too lazy to search for other descendants of Nuwa, headed directly towards the source of the power eruption.
........
The Jade Void Palace of the Chan Sect.
In the forbidden area.
Guang Chengzi suddenly opened his eyes.
He sensed fluctuations of an unfamiliar power, originating from the territory of the Jie Sect.
at the same time.
The other twelve immortals of the Chan Sect opened their eyes.
Lu Henge made a huge commotion, alarming too many people.
"Something happened to the Jie Sect?"
A celestial being spoke.
Look closely.
Beside this person lay a white elephant, which looked exceptionally holy. Those familiar with the Twelve Immortals know that the white elephant is the mount of Samantabhadra.
Samantabhadra.
Among the twelve immortals, the presence of the Immortal of Universal Immortality is not very high; he is basically in a position that is neither high nor low.
Although Puxian Zhenren's past achievements were not particularly outstanding, he was one of the most solidly grounded among the Twelve Immortals.
Because all twelve immortals of the Chan Sect had experienced the tribulations of the mortal world, it would not have been difficult for them to overcome these tribulations given their strength. However, the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao must be mentioned again. In ancient times, the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao used the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation to trap the twelve immortals of the Chan Sect and used the Yellow River Formation to cut off a layer of their Dao bone and the three flowers on their heads, resulting in a great loss of their strength.
After suffering a significant loss of strength, it becomes quite difficult to safely weather the storms of the mortal world.
Left with no other choice.
Most of the twelve immortals survived the calamities of the mortal world with the help of others or the blessing of magical treasures.
But Samantabhadra is different.
Even after having a layer of his Dao bone removed and the three flowers on his head shaved off, he still did not rely on any external objects and relied solely on his own strength to withstand the calamity of the mortal world.
While Puxian Zhenren's strength may not be among the most outstanding of the Twelve Immortals, his foundation is so deep and steady that it is astonishing.
The twelve immortals of the Chan Sect are all extraordinary individuals.
If I absolutely have to say something...
Huanglong Zhenren can barely be considered one.
To be honest, Huanglong Zhenren only appears weak compared to the other twelve immortals. Outside of them, he would definitely be considered a peerless genius.
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