At the critical moment, Cang Xian turned around suddenly and caught the rune with his back.
"puff--"
A mouthful of golden blood sprayed onto Cang Xuan's face, and the dragon pattern on his body dimmed instantly.
"His Majesty!"
The old ministers screamed to rescue, but their hands and feet were entangled by the magic lotus.
The leader sneered and stood up. A mysterious rune flew out from his sleeve and went straight to Cang Xian's brow: "Wouldn't it be better if you gave the Holy Body to me earlier?"
"Why waste time?"
"Wishful thinking." Cang Xian ignored his words and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, but his cloudy eyes became more and more determined.
The ancient holy body can become a celestial master as long as it does not die in the middle of the process. When the holy body is fully developed, it can challenge the God King.
If the White Lotus Sect really wanted to train Cang Yuan, Cang Xian, as a father, would naturally not object.
But he knew earlier that the White Lotus Sect had a special seal that could deprive others of their physique, blood, etc.
Under such circumstances, he would never hand over his son. After all, the Ancient Divine Dynasty had already declined, and the prince with a holy body was their only hope.
"Hahaha, little Bai Lian, I will not let you succeed even if I die today."
Cang Xian laughed loudly towards the sky, with golden light flashing in his pupils. In an instant, all the dragon energy and willpower in the entire Divine Dynasty seemed to have been summoned and turned into a vortex storm and gathered towards him.
"boom."
The raging storm instantly swept across the entire Divine Dynasty. No grass or trees were withered, no buildings collapsed. Only a God holding a divine spear stood tall in the sky.
The pair of golden eyes stared straight at everyone in the White Lotus Sect.
“Cang Xian!!!”
The White Lotus Sect leader looked at him, and there seemed to be a confrontation between their eyes, sparks constantly rubbing against each other in the air.
For a moment, the strength of the two was almost the same.
The White Lotus Sect Leader had a look of shock and anger on his face. He obviously had not expected that a dignified God-level figure would actually abandon his own cultivation of tens of thousands of years to fight her to the death.
"White Lotus Seal."
At this point, the White Lotus Sect Leader could only make hand seals and forcibly condense five pure lotus faces to resist.
"boom."
"Squeak."
The divine light of the two people continued to balance each other, and no one got any benefit.
Cang Xian took a quick glance and found that most of the civil and military officials on the battlefield had died, and only a few of the celestial gods were still struggling to hold on.
This situation made his heart skip a beat, and his breathing became rapid: "My Ancient Divine Dynasty has been defeated."
"I can only..." He glanced at Crown Prince Cangyuan, who was the last hope of the Divine Dynasty.
The White Lotus Sect leader also noticed his distraction and quickly locked his eyes on Prince Cangyuan.
She seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly shouted to the elders in the distance: "Quick, he is about to open a space-time rift, stop him quickly!!!"
Unfortunately, these elders and guardians are only at the celestial god level and cannot stop Cang Xian at all.
After arriving in front of Cang Yuan, he smiled bitterly and said nothing more. He just used up the last of his divine power to forcibly tear open a crack in time and space.
"Let's go! Go to the Sun God Realm... and find Ancestor Long Yan..." His voice was hoarse like a broken gong, and he pushed Cang Xuan into the crack.
The moment the crack closed, Cang Xian was pierced by the twelve magic lotuses at the same time. The dragon head crown fell to the ground and rolled into a pool of blood.
The teacher looked at the empty crack, his eyes sinister under the mask: "Damn it! I almost... I almost got the Ancient Holy Body!"
He waved his hand, and the magic lotus rolled up Cang Xian's body. "From now on, there is no more Ancient Dynasty in the Star Divine Realm, only the White Lotus Sect."
Cang Yuan rolled in the turbulence of space, and the holy body pattern on his chest was beating wildly due to the death of the Father God.
When he broke through the void and fell on a piece of land burning with golden flames, he saw a prosperous ancient city before him.
The young man was covered in blood. He grabbed the floor of Qingyan and coughed out bloody words: "The White Lotus Sect... destroyed the Divine Dynasty... I..."
His sudden appearance instantly attracted the attention of many gods around him, and they all gathered together and looked at him curiously.
"Huh?"
"How on earth did this person appear? There's not even a hint of magic."
A stall vendor was startled when he saw a person appear out of nowhere in the sky, and walked forward to check it out out of curiosity.
His actions also attracted the attention of many gods around him, and they all came over here and surrounded Cang Yuan in the middle.
"Hey? The injuries on this person look serious!" The girl with a ponytail frowned slightly, and her skirt swept across the gravel when she squatted down.
Her fingertips hovered above the injured man's bleeding shoulder armor, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at her companions: "The fluctuations of divine power on his body are very unfamiliar, not like the spiritual pattern aura of our Sun God Realm."
The bearded man held the battle axe at his waist, and the metal wristband glowed coldly under the firelight: "Those who are not from this region and can pass through the border sun zone are most likely from the Star Abyss Rift."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of armor colliding behind him. A burly silver-haired god pushed through the crowd, and his black iron shoulder guards scraped off the icy edges of the eaves. "Don't jump to conclusions."
"Carry the man to the city lord's palace and let the high priest use the light-tracing mirror to verify his godhood first."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took off his cloak and wrapped it around the wounded man's bleeding torso, but he still held the black crystal battle axe tightly in his arm, and the axe blade reflected the surging thunderclouds outside the hall.
But at this moment, there was a rustling sound in the sky, and white, bright petals began to fall from the sky.
"What's this?"
A god in the upper realm was curious when he saw this scene, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to catch the petals.
But the next second, just as the petals fell on his hands, his palms suddenly began to corrode, burning his divine body.
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