Chapter 77 Donghua Sacrifices the Sword
But this was clearly impossible. Hongjun immediately dismissed this conjecture. Chang Hao clearly valued the prehistoric world. If he were truly a primordial demon god, it would be good enough if he didn't become hostile.
Hongjun's mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts when, just then, Tongtian's startled cry came from outside Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun couldn't sit still. As soon as he stood up, the Heavenly Dao regained control, "You are not allowed to go." Did it think the cause and effect wasn't enough and wanted to add a few more strokes?
Tongtian, quick as a flash, steadied the slightly unsteady and dazed Chang Hao, asking, "What's wrong?"
Chang Hao lost all his strength, gasped for breath, and vomited blood.
“You’ve vomited blood,” Yuanshi exclaimed in shock. “How did this happen? You still have me, us, and Yaochi.”
"It's nothing," Chang Hao gently wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. "I'm not that fragile."
Chang Hao, who claimed to be not so fragile, became very depressed after returning to Lishan, remaining silent day after day.
Yaochi was anxious seeing this, so she went to Tongtian, who was usually easy to talk to, and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong with my senior brother?"
"I never expected Chang Hao to be such a loyal and righteous person. Now that Master is like this, I don't know what words to say to comfort him." Tongtian sighed.
"If we're talking about feelings, we're Master's direct disciples, so we should be the ones who are most heartbroken." Laozi couldn't understand why Chang Hao was the one who couldn't accept it the most.
"What happened to Daozu?" Yaochi asked, puzzled.
Tongtian casually described Hongjun's current state, and Yaochi bit her lower lip, "No wonder."
"Do you know the reason?" Yuanshi appeared there at some point.
"Senior Brother was raised by the Dao Ancestor, who even enlightened Yaochi to prevent him from being lonely. Now, Senior Brother is the most heartbroken person." Yaochi couldn't sit still any longer; she had to go and keep Senior Brother company.
"Chang Hao actually grew up in Zixiao Palace," Yuanshi suddenly realized. "No wonder, no wonder Chang Hao is so heartbroken." He was even more depressed. With such a deep bond, what could he compare to Hongjun?
If one day he falls on hard times and Chang Hao is so heartbroken, he will be content for the rest of his life.
Tongtian stepped forward and patted Yuanshi on the shoulder, "It seems Chang Hao is going to be in trouble. If something happens to my eldest and second brothers, I'm afraid I'll be even more heartbroken than Chang Hao."
"Nonsense." Yuanshi rolled his eyes at Tongtian, walked past him, and went to see Changxunhao.
Yaochi hurriedly followed, and along the way she told Yuanshi some stories about Chang Hao and Hongjun in Zixiao Palace.
Chang Hao stared at the Qiankun Cauldron, lost in thought.
"Senior brother..." Yaochi's voice arrived before she did.
"What is it?" Chang Hao perked up. He had experienced countless births, aging, sickness, and death in his life, and Hongjun was not dead or gone. Even though he was saddened, it only fueled his fighting spirit.
When he attains enlightenment one day, will he still be afraid of not finding a way to achieve the best of both worlds?
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Yaochi said hastily, making up an excuse: "I haven't seen you in a long time and I miss you. Jingzhu and the others made a few sets of beautiful clothes for you and asked me to bring them to you so you can use them as needed."
"They're very kind. Please pass on my message to them: tell them to focus more on their cultivation. They don't need to worry about these material things. If they have any questions about cultivation, feel free to ask." Chang Hao took the clothes from Yao Chi. Since they had already taken them, it wouldn't be right not to accept them.
Just then, a commotion arose at the mountain gate, causing the quiet people of Lishan to frown and become angry.
Chang Hao listened intently, then sneered after a moment, "They're courting death." His love of peace didn't mean he was a pushover, someone anyone could bully.
Outside Lishan, Donghua personally led his elite subordinates from the Immortal Palace, determined to take Lishan over to his own.
"Yuhua, go challenge them again." Donghua stared at the mountain gate. He had heard that Lishan was rich in resources and that the lord of Lishan was a kind and gentle man who disliked fighting. If he could submit, it was not impossible to spare the life of the lord of Lishan.
“No need, I’m already out,” Chang Hao said, his whole body shrouded in a sinister aura. “Donghua, what purpose do you intend to achieve by bringing so many subordinates to Lishan, hmm?”
Chang Hao looked around and saw two mid-stage Quasi-Saints, one early-stage Quasi-Saint, thirteen Grand Luo Golden Immortals, and over a hundred Golden Immortals. The lineup was indeed impressive.
"Of course, I will take over Lishan. If you are willing to submit, then swear an oath on the spot. If you are not willing, then I will have no choice but to kill you as a sacrifice to the heavens."
Donghua stared at Chang Hao in front of him, slightly uneasy. He couldn't see through the man's strength at all. How could that be? He dared to say that he feared no one in the prehistoric world except the Three Pure Ones. The Lord of Lishan must be bluffing.
Little did they know that Di Jun, knowing that Donghua had led people to cause trouble at Lishan, grinned from ear to ear and cunningly revealed to the simple-minded Wu tribe that the defenses of East Kunlun were currently insufficient, making it the perfect opportunity to defeat them in one fell swoop. As for the vast territories of the Immortal Palace, humph, are those people who attach themselves to those various mountain strongholds truly loyal? Once Donghua dies, those strongholds will definitely be the first to turn against him.
"Why bother talking to him?" Yuanshi's face showed displeasure, but he kept it hidden, intending to let Chang Hao establish his authority by taking Donghua into his own hands.
Chang Hao had the same idea. Upon hearing this, he laughed in anger. There was no point in saying more. He drew his Cangmin sword and swung it across the room.
Chang Hao had been in a state of turmoil for days, with many things piling up, making him extremely depressed. He was just looking for someone to vent his frustrations on, and Donghua and his group happened to be there for him.
Donghua finally saw a sword light break through layers of space, like the Milky Way turning upside down and stars falling from the sky. The surroundings were silent, except for that sword light, which was extremely cold and bright. Where the light swept across, there was nothingness, and it was a small-scale reenactment of the elements of earth, wind, water and fire.
With just one move, the once-impressive group from the Immortal Palace vanished completely, their bodies and souls annihilated.
Chang Hao stood in mid-air, glanced at the blue sky as if he were not there, and then sheathed his sword and returned to the mountain.
The surrounding minor mountain lords quickly withdrew their heads, patted their chests, and thankfully, their small place had actually harbored a powerful figure. Fortunately, they hadn't done anything too outrageous.
In the azure sky, Chang Xi turned to chase after Di Jun and Tai Yi's group, still thinking about Chang Hao's amazing sword strike just now.
Chang Xi, who had never been interested in swords before, surprisingly asked Di Jun about the way of the sword.
Di Jun didn't hold back either, "Swordsmanship requires hard work, unlike chanting incantations and casting spells, which can be achieved simply by relying on one's own powerful cultivation. The way of swordsmanship is profound and extensive. If you are really interested, on your way back, go find your sister, open the storeroom, and choose a sword that catches your eye."
"I've really become very interested. You didn't see it, but just now Chang Hao's sword seemed to split the heavens and the earth. I even thought I saw the Milky Way flowing backwards and the Milky Way turning upside down. I'm still dizzy. Looking at the sky, I even feel like it has really cracked open." Chang Xi looked up at the sky above and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Di Jun Tai Yi, look! Isn't something wrong with the sky?" Chang Xi exclaimed.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi stood in mid-air, looking in the direction Chang Xi pointed. Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, it seemed as if the gates of heaven were wide open.
"It, it, it... it's cracked..." Kunpeng stammered, but no one would laugh at him at this moment.
"Tianzhen was cleaved in two by Chang Hao..." Taiyi muttered to himself.
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