There was silence for a moment.
Taishang Laojun finally made a decision.
Humanity cannot be destroyed.
This was left by Father God Pangu, and it is also the path he holds in his heart.
"Xuandu."
Tai Shang spoke calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared silently in the hall. It was the Great Master Xuandu.
"Teacher." Xuan Du bowed.
Taishang Laojun said calmly, "Go to Qinting immediately."
"Go see Zhao Feng."
"Tell him that Haotian has returned from Zixiao Palace. His injuries have fully recovered and his cultivation has greatly increased. He will definitely start a war against Qin Ting soon. Tell him to be careful."
Xuan Du's expression froze when he heard this. He suppressed his shock and said respectfully, "Yes."
"The most important thing is," Taishang Laojun added, "Haotian has a trump card given by Hongjun, which is the power of a saint. He must be careful."
"Disciple understands!"
Xuandu was shocked.
Hearing about the power of the 'saint level', he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.
When it comes to saints, nothing is trivial.
Even just a thought from a saint is enough to change the course of the entire catastrophe.
He did not dare to delay for even a moment and bowed deeply to Taishang Laojun, "Teacher, rest assured, I will go right away."
Before he finished speaking, his figure turned into a ray of light, disappeared in the Tushita Palace, and went straight towards the direction of the Great Qin Heavenly Palace.
…
Daqin, Heavenly Palace.
The figure of Master Xuandu appeared outside the Great Qin Palace.
He didn't force his way in.
Today's Qin Ting can compete with the Heavenly Court, and is even slightly better than the Heavenly Court.
The superior status.
Although I am a disciple of a saint, I cannot lose my manners.
After all, Xuan Du never represents himself, but the reputation of the saint's school.
Xuandu was calm and said to the heavenly soldiers guarding the gate, "Please inform them that in Tushita Palace, someone has asked Xuandu to see the Crown Prince of Qin, Zhao Feng."
The heavenly soldiers guarding the gate had naturally heard of Xuandu's name, and upon hearing the news, they immediately sent a message to inform him.
soon.
Xuandu was then led into the main hall of the Heavenly Palace.
Sitting high on the throne is Ying Zheng, dressed in a black dragon robe.
Ying Zheng looked at Xuan Du who had suddenly come to visit him, smiled slightly, and slowly said: "The great master is not in Tushita Palace practicing, but is visiting my Great Qin today. What is the reason?"
Xuan Du bowed his head and said straight to the point, "Daoyou Qindi, I am here on the orders of my master to see Daoyou Zhaofeng for an important matter. If it is convenient, please grant me convenience."
"Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Feng'er is in seclusion, studying the formation. I'm afraid we can't meet for the time being."
Xuan Du knew that the matter was of great importance, and hurriedly said, "This matter is extremely urgent. It concerns the safety of Daoist Fellow Zhao Feng and even the entire Qin court. Your Majesty, please be sure to pass on the message."
Ying Zheng looked at Xuan Du's expression and knew that this disciple of the saint must have come for something big.
After a moment's silence, Ying Zheng slowly spoke: "In that case, the Grand Master will wait in the side hall. I will send someone to inform Feng'er."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Although Xuandu was anxious, he also knew that Zhao Feng had a special status and it was impossible for him to meet him at any time.
It was already the best outcome that Ying Zheng agreed to pass on the message. He could only control his temper and follow the eunuch to the side hall to wait.
But in his heart, he was constantly thinking.
The power of a saint.
Is this the action taken by Hongjun Daozu?
Has the impact of the Journey to the West catastrophe finally reached the level of a saint?
Or is it that the Qin court has expanded too quickly and has aroused the saint's fear?
Faced with the power of a saint, can Qin's Prince Zhao Feng resist it?
…
Daqin, deep in the Prince’s Palace.
A huge palace was shrouded in rich starlight, and the door of the palace was tightly closed, so no divine thoughts could penetrate at all.
In the center of the palace, Zhao Feng sat cross-legged.
In front of him, a large and ancient tripod was suspended.
It is the innate treasure, the Qiankun Ding.
Inside the cauldron, the Chaos Fire was burning fiercely, but not a single bit of the burning energy leaked out.
Countless top-quality treasures collected from the Great Qin Treasury were transformed into colorful liquids under the calcination of true fire, like a pot of boiling star molten lava.
The Twelve Celestial Gods and Demons Formation is the Wu Clan's protective formation, and it is the ultimate in power.
If pushed to the extreme, it can evolve into Pangu's true body!
The Zhu Xian Sword Formation is a killing formation for the Jiejiao sect, and its killing power is unparalleled.
The pinnacle of the Immortal-Slaying Formation requires the Four Saints.
The demon clan's Great Zhoutian Star Fighting Array uses the power of the vast stars to evolve the universe, and its power is equally infinite.
Zhao Feng is determined to obtain these three top-level killing formations in the ancient times.
At this moment, what he wanted to refine was the core of the Zhoutian Star Array - the Zhoutian Star Banner!
"Congeal!"
Zhao Feng's eyes opened and closed, a gleam of light flashed, and his hands formed mysterious spells.
The star molten lava in the cauldron began to condense and take shape rapidly under the guidance of his will.
One side, two sides, three sides...
Palm-sized dark gold flags embroidered with intricate star maps slowly flew out of the Qiankun Cauldron and hovered around Zhao Feng.
With each flag that appears, the starlight in the hall becomes brighter.
The three hundred and sixty-five main banners correspond to the three hundred and sixty-five main stars, including the moon and the sun.
Fourteen thousand eight hundred secondary banners correspond to endless subsidiary stars.
This is a huge and delicate project, and the consumption of magic power and mental energy is terrifying.
But Zhao Feng has the help of the Qiankun Ding. The cauldron has its own space and the ability to return to its original state, which greatly reduces the difficulty of refining.
Time passes slowly during the boring refining process.
I don’t know how much time passed.
When the last secondary banner flew out from the Qiankun Ding.
Buzz...
The entire Prince's Palace shook violently!
Inside the hall, the tens of thousands of star flags seemed to be inspired by something, and they suddenly shone brightly and started to move on their own.
The three hundred and sixty-five main flags are bones, and the fourteen thousand eight hundred secondary flags are flesh.
The outline of a vast and boundless starry sky slowly unfolds within the temple.
Billions of stars twinkled, the galaxy rolled back, and a terrifying aura that could suppress time and space and obliterate all things spread.
"It's done!"
Zhao Feng stood up and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Feeling the Zhoutian Xingdou Array that was connected to his mind, he knew that Daqin had gained another trump card that was enough to shock the heaven and earth.
With a thought, the starry sky banners turned into streams of light and completely sank into his body.
It was at this time.
"Your Highness."
The respectful voices of the guards were heard outside the palace.
"The great master Xuandu of Tushita Palace wants to see you and has been waiting in the Heavenly Palace Hall for a long time."
"Xuandu?"
Zhao Feng was a little surprised. Why would Tai Shang’s people come to him at this time?
Without giving it much thought, he took a step forward and disappeared into the Prince's Palace.
The next moment.
The main hall of the Heavenly Palace.
Zhao Feng's figure appeared out of nowhere.
"Father."
Zhao Feng first bowed to Ying Zheng, then looked at the great magician Xuandu who had been waiting for a long time.
"Fellow Daoist Xuandu, I've been waiting for a long time."
"Daoyou." Xuandu was refreshed when he saw Zhao Feng. He immediately stood up and said in a serious tone, "I came here on the orders of my master. I have something important to tell you about your safety!"
"My safety?" Zhao Feng heard this without any panic, and said calmly: "Thank you for coming here, fellow Taoist, please tell me in detail."
Xuan Du did not keep the secret and said, "My master said that Haotian has returned from Zixiao Palace."
"Not only has my soul recovered from its injuries, but my cultivation has also greatly improved."
"The most important thing is..." Xuandu took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "Heavenly Dao Hongjun has given him three... powers of saints!"
When it comes to Tiandao Hongjun, even a figure like Xuandu appears to be very cautious.
It seemed as if he was afraid that his words would be heard by Hongjun.
The power of a saint!
Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and even he was shocked when he heard these four words.
saint.
It is an existence that is above all living beings and is the supreme being that controls the laws of heaven and earth.
The power of a saint is enough to turn the world upside down and change the course of a catastrophe.
And now, Haotian actually holds three of them in his hands.
This is no longer a threat, but a fatal move!
However.
To Xuandu and Yingzheng's surprise, Zhao Feng remained calm after hearing what was said, and said calmly, "I know."
This reaction made Xuan Du stunned for a moment.
Is that it?
That is the power of a saint, a terrifying force that is enough to wipe out any quasi-saint.
Zhao Feng just said "I know"?
Zhao Feng looked at Xuan Du's surprised expression and smiled calmly: "Thank you for making this trip, fellow Daoist. Please also tell the Supreme Daoist Ancestor that I thank him for his reminder."
"As for Haotian..." Zhao Feng said calmly and confidently, "If he dares to come, I will take him."
"The Qin Empire's westward march will not stop."
"Hongjun's plan will eventually fail."
This calmness and magnanimity surprised Xuandu.
He suddenly realized.
I, perhaps my master, and even the entire prehistoric world, may have underestimated the courage of the Prince Qin in front of us.
Is he simply ignorant and fearless, or does he really possess a trump card that is powerful enough to rival that of a saint?
Xuan Du suppressed the turmoil in his heart and bowed again, saying, "Since fellow Daoist knows what's going on, I am relieved."
Then, he changed the subject and said, "I came here for another matter."
"My master would like to invite you to visit the Heaven Beyond Heaven again."
"The offensive of the extraterritorial demons is getting more and more fierce, and the calamity of the prehistoric world has also affected them, making them even crazier. If this continues, the prehistoric world will be in danger."
Hearing this, Zhao Feng's eyes suddenly focused.
There is a world beyond heaven and a demon beyond the realm.
This is the battlefield that Tai Shang has always defended, and it is also the last line of defense to protect the prehistoric world.
He had been invited several times by the Supreme Lord before, but he had been unable to go for some reason.
But now, the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Array has been completed, and the internal affairs of the Qin Dynasty have been arranged. Perhaps it is time to go and take a look.
"Okay." Zhao Feng did not refuse this time and agreed straightforwardly: "After I finish explaining some things, I will go to Tushita Palace and follow the great master to the outer heaven."
After receiving a positive answer, Xuandu's tense nerves finally relaxed and a smile appeared on his face. "In that case, I will be in the Tushita Palace, waiting for you to come!"
Xuandu bowed deeply to Zhao Feng and Ying Zheng, then did not linger any longer. He turned into a ray of light and quickly left the Heavenly Palace.
After Master Xuandu left, the hall fell into silence for a while.
Ying Zheng stared at Zhao Feng and said in a deep voice: "Feng'er, the power of a saint is extraordinary. Are you really sure?"
Although he trusted his son, the weight of the word "saint" was too heavy.
It is an absolute power that transcends rules and makes its words come true.
Below the saints are all ants.
This is not just talk.
Even a peak quasi-saint is just trash that can be easily crushed to death in front of a saint.
"Don't worry, father." Zhao Feng smiled slightly: "If it was before, it might take some effort, but now..."
Zhao Feng did not explain too much, but his mind moved.
Buzz!
Inside the entire hall, the starlight suddenly lit up, dazzling and brilliant!
Palm-sized dark gold flags embroidered with the paths of billions of stars appeared out of thin air and surrounded Zhao Feng.
Three hundred and sixty-five main banners!
Fourteen thousand eight hundred secondary banners!
Each flag exudes a vast and ancient aura, and rich star power permeates, as if transforming the entire Heavenly Palace into an endless starry sky.
Ying Zheng was instantly attracted by the tens of thousands of banners, and feeling the terrifying power within them, he couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"
Zhao Feng smiled faintly and said, "This is the guardian formation of the ancient demon clan's heaven, the Zhoutian Xingdou formation!"
"If this formation can be fully activated, its power will not be inferior to the Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. However, our Great Qin does not control the stars in the heavens now, so it cannot exert its true power."
"Although this is the case, it can also allow the strong men of my Great Qin to become familiar with this formation in advance."
"This formation flag will be handed over to Father. You can select strong men from the Great Qin and have them comprehend and control this formation in advance."
"When the day comes when the Qin army conquers the heavens and controls the stars, this formation will be activated instantly and become another trump card of the Qin that can shock the world!"
Ying Zheng nodded when he heard this, and was extremely surprised.
He was well-informed and had heard about the ancient demon court's protective formation.
only.
He never imagined that this long-lost formation was actually refined by Zhao Feng!
With this formation, Daqin's chances of winning the future decisive battle with Heaven will undoubtedly be much greater!
He stretched out his hand and the tens of thousands of star flags turned into a galaxy and flew into his hands.
Feeling the tremendous power coming from the formation flags, Ying Zheng felt much more at ease.
The worries about the so-called "power of the saint" also dissipated for the most part.
Just as Ying Zheng put away the battle flags and prepared to discuss the follow-up details with Zhao Feng.
Buzz...
The Tianxuan Mirror in the center of the hall suddenly began to ripple.
Two figures emerged on the mirror.
A man with a Taoist appearance and wearing a khaki Taoist robe, he was the ancestor of earthly immortals, Zhen Yuanzi.
The other person was graceful and elegant, with a natural beauty. She was the ruler of West Kunlun, the Queen Mother of the West.
The two men looked anxious and bowed to Zhao Feng and Ying Zheng through the Tianxuan Mirror.
"Your Highness Zhen Yuan Zi (Queen Mother of the West) has an urgent matter to report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Your Highness, please come to Wuzhuang Temple as soon as possible!"
Zhao Feng and Ying Zheng looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
It was obvious that something big had happened that could cause Zhen Yuanzi and Queen Mother of the West, two quasi-saints, to lose their composure like this.
"Father, I will be back soon."
Zhao Feng gave instructions and without any delay, he took a step forward and disappeared in the Heavenly Palace.
The next moment.
Jambudvīpa, Wanshou Mountain, and Wuzhuang Temple.
The immortal paradise surrounded by auspicious clouds was now shrouded by a layer of gray calamity energy visible to the naked eye.
Outside the temple, the originally lush vegetation has withered, and countless creatures have red eyes. They roar madly and attack each other under the erosion of the calamity energy, and the earth is stained red with blood.
Zhao Feng's figure appeared silently in the temple. (End of this chapter)
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