Chapter 616: The Peak of Buzhou [Third update, please give me a monthly ticket]
Returning to the Baiyue Fairy River, Han Jue sat on the thirty-sixth-grade black lotus of reincarnation and destruction.
He discussed with Saint Xuandu for an hour, and finally decided to wait for the reincarnation space to develop for a while and force the Chaos Demon God to show up.
Han Jue didn't even bother to figure out where the Chaos Demon God was.
Unlike Saint Xuandu, Han Jue participated in this matter only out of interest and did not have to do anything, so he was not as anxious as Saint Xuandu.
The killing of the Dark Saint Lord brought Han Jue the hatred of twenty-six powerful men. He had to keep a low profile for some time to come.
Han Jue decided to keep a low profile for thousands of years before cursing these guys.
Han Jue checked his email to see the recent changes in his circle of friends.
[Your good friend, the Evil Emperor, inherited the legacy of your enemy, the Dark Lord, and his Taoism has greatly increased]
[Your friend Yang Du was attacked by a mysterious race] x392092 [Your friend Qiu Xilai encountered a mysterious curse]
[Your friend Fuxi Tian was attacked by a mysterious powerful being and died]
[Your friend Fuxitian encounters your enemy Nuwa and is resurrected, becoming a free saint]
[Your apprentice Yang Tiandong was attacked by a mysterious powerful being and was seriously injured]
[Your disciple Fang Liang received enlightenment from your good friend Daozu, and his Taoism skills increased greatly]
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Evil Emperor...
Seeing his situation, Han Jue sighed silently.
The Evil Emperor is determined to go down this path to the end, but he doesn't know that the Dark Saint's backers are the saints of Heaven.
After many twists and turns, the Evil Emperor is still just a pawn, unable to break out of the cage of those powerful beings.
Looking further down, Han Jue had a bad feeling when he saw what happened to Fu Xitian.
After Fuxi Tian's death, a hard-line saint will surely come next, just like Wufa Tianzun before, and will once again stir up infighting among the saint circle. When the next heavenly catastrophe comes, the saints will be fighting among themselves and it will be difficult to unite.
Han Jue had already figured out the plans of the powerful people in Guixu Divine Realm, but he couldn't tell anyone.
His only advantage is that those powerful people don't know that he already knows the truth.
Han Jue wanted to use this to break them apart.
It is impossible for these powerful beings to be absolutely united! After reading the email, Han Jue continued to practice.
He was waiting for the right moment to curse.
I haven't cursed for a long time, I missed it.
It’s time for the Dark Lord to return to the arena!
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The underworld, the edge of the Yellow Spring.
Yang Tiandong was meditating when the goddess Hou Tu appeared above the underworld.
Feeling her breath, Yang Tiandong quickly opened his eyes and saluted her.
Niangniang Hou Tu asked, "I have investigated, but I still don't know who attacked you. We have strengthened the security of the underworld in recent times. The saints left the fairyland not long ago to deal with the Dark Saint King. The saint Fuxi sacrificed himself. The crisis of the Heavenly Dao may just begin. The underworld is the lowest level of the Heavenly Dao and may become a breakthrough point for unknown enemies."
Yang Tiandong frowned and said, "My Lady, my cultivation is very weak, I am afraid it is difficult for me to protect the underworld..."
"Don't worry, I will let the eighteen ancient Hades return. They are all Daluo Jinxian, which is also the greatest power accumulated by the underworld."
Eighteen Daluo Jinxian! Yang Tiandong's eyelids twitched wildly, so powerful?
He felt relieved but also a little worried.
The return of the ancient eighteen hell kings is bound to affect his status.
He won't be abandoned after he has done his job, right?
The Queen Mother Hou Tu continued, "I will be away from the fairy world for a while. I will discuss everything with the Great King of Hell. He has a wide network of contacts and can handle any situation."
"Understood."
The Queen Mother Hou Tu disappeared, and Yang Tiandong got up and left.
On the way back, Yang Tiandong was worried, always feeling that something big was about to happen.
The other side.
The fairy world is still operating on its own, the battle between the saints has not been spread, and those creatures rescued by the saints are still imprisoned in the saints' dojo, only because they possess the power of darkness and must be completely eliminated before the saints can rest assured.
In the past tens of thousands of years, the most prestigious power in the fairy world is Dasantian.
He holds the top spot on the Heavenly Dao Fortune Ranking and controls the First Mortal Realm. The Santian Sect he created is spread throughout the Immortal Realm and its power is growing day by day.
Ever since Mount Buzhou became a dangerous place, Li Daokong's reputation has plummeted. Someone secretly spread the news that he was once a senior disciple of the Human Religion. For a time, labels such as bloodthirsty and traitor were attached to Li Daokong. Li Daokong did not make any excuses and continued to do as he pleased.
Li Daokong's development was not good, but the Holy Mother Sect supported by the Hidden Sect developed very smoothly, recruiting countless female disciples. In addition, Huang Zuntian often took care of them. The alliance between the two sects was of great help to each other.
The Celestial Clan also sends immortals and gods to visit the Holy Mother Church from time to time, and the Holy Mother Church has become a major force.
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Tens of thousands of years have passed, and all living beings in the heavens have forgotten the Hidden Sect, but the Hidden Sect's apparent power is already terrifying.
This day.
The Buzhou Divine Mountain welcomed a human cultivator. He was dressed in a green robe and had an imposing bearing. His face was not too outstanding. He had the cultivation level of a Taiyi Earth Immortal, but was not very powerful.
After entering the mountain, he rushed towards the top.
When he reached halfway up the mountain, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck and almost killed him.
"go back."
Li Daokong's voice sounded, extremely indifferent.
The green-robed man gritted his teeth and said, "I am a cultivator of the human race, Meng Xiao, I did not mean to disturb you, Senior. I want to climb to the highest peak of the fairy world and sue the immortal gods for injustice!"
His eyes were determined, without a trace of fear.
"Then go to the Thirteenth Heaven and don't disturb Buzhou's peace and quiet."
Li Daokong's voice sounded again, already with a hint of impatience.
Meng Xiao half-knelt down, clasped his fists and said, "The human race is not allowed to go to the Thirteenth Heaven. I cannot meet the Heavenly Ancestor, so I can only come to Buzhou Mountain. Legend has it that if you stand on the top of Buzhou Mountain, you can shout to the Thirty-Three Heavens. This is the only way for me!"
"I hope you will allow me, senior. Otherwise, I will die at your hands. I have nothing to worry about in my life!"
Boom! A bolt of lightning struck, instantly charring Meng Xiao and causing him to roll down the hillside.
But he quickly steadied himself, stood up trembling all over, and continued to climb up unsteadily.
Fresh red blood began to seep out of the charred body surface. Meng Xiao looked like a ghost, but his eyes were still bright and resolute.
"Please... Senior... allow me..."
Meng Xiao spoke in a trembling voice as he climbed the mountain. His voice was so weak that it was not as loud as the wind.
The sacred Buzhou Mountain fell into loneliness.
Li Daokong acquiesced to his behavior and stopped trying to stop him.
Several months later, the seriously injured Meng Xiao finally reached the top of the Buzhou Mountain with great difficulty.
The top of the mountain was pierced by a sea of clouds. Meng Xiao knelt on the top of the mountain, gasping for breath. The sunlight shone on him. His surface injuries had recovered. He used magic to wash his body and changed into clean robes. However, he was in very poor condition. His face was pale and his body was shaky.
Meng Xiao looked up and slowly raised his right hand.
He had never felt the sky so close to him.
He gnashed his teeth and raised his head and shouted, "I, Meng Xiao of the human race, sue the Celestial Clan's God General for slaughtering millions of my family members and insulting my women. The gods are unfair. Please ask the Celestial Ancestor to do me justice!"
(End of this chapter)