Chapter 1077 The Saint's True Body
Looking at the thirty-two Heavenly Emperors who inherited the destiny of Heaven, Li Ya felt sad. Recalling the past, he suddenly felt that failure permeated his life.
Although he has come all the way to today, it seems that no matter what he does, he will fail. He can survive to this day because of that person who has been saving him all the time, and his achievements today are also inseparable from that person.
Is he destined to be a loser?
A figure walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said, "You should be content to have come this far. This is not the end. If you want to go further, just work harder in the future."
Li Ya turned his head to look at Li Xuandao. The two of them standing together looked more like brothers than father and son. Li Ya had become haggard and desolate now, with his face full of traces of time.
He looked at his father with complicated eyes.
Li Xuandao looked at the Thirty-Two Celestial Emperors and smiled. "Like you, I'm also a lucky person who's been favored. Instead of feeling sorry for myself, why not seize the opportunity? As long as you become stronger and trouble him less in the future, he'll be pleased."
After listening to it, Li Ya actually felt that it made sense. He suddenly realized where his problem lay, which was his bad mentality.
Although he said that he didn't admit defeat to anyone, he always doubted himself in private. He could only control his mood, time and time again. This was a waste of time and energy.
After listening to the sermons seven times before, he would feel lost like he was now and adjust his mindset. Those listeners who were better than him might have been wholeheartedly trying to attain enlightenment.
Li Ya took a deep breath, his eyes returning to their usual calmness. He turned his head to look at Li Xuandao and whispered, "Thank you."
"Why thank me? I have nothing to do with your success today."
After Li Xuandao finished speaking, he turned and left. He had already listened to the sermons eight times and had made many friends in the Lingxiao Palace. Now that he was about to leave, he had to consolidate his relationships.
This inheritance of luck lasted for a long time. Since the Emperor of Heaven did not leave, the listeners naturally would not disperse. The Emperor of Heaven did not restrict their actions, making the Lingxiao Palace become lively.
Half an hour later.
The inheritance of the thirty-two Heavenly Emperors has come to an end, and the cultivation of all the Heavenly Emperors has been improved. Even more than one-third of the Heavenly Emperors have had the opportunity to break through. When they return this time, they will all break through.
All the listeners returned to their seats, looking forward to the next words of the Emperor of Heaven.
After the thirty-two Heavenly Emperors, will there be other immortal positions?
At least it will sound good when it is spread out!
The Emperor of Heaven glanced at all the listeners and spoke slowly, "You are the first group of beings in the Heavenly Dao and Primal Chaos to listen to the Holy Dao of Primordial Chaos. I call you Lingxiao Listeners. I hope that you will not only practice for yourselves, but also take on more responsibilities. Lingxiao Listeners can enter the Heavenly Treasury to receive a treasure or inheritance. You can join the Heavenly Court at any time, and the lowest immortal rank is Immortal Lord."
As soon as these words were spoken, all those who listened to the teachings were happy. The immortal position was secondary. The title of Lingxiao listener was the most important. This title could bind them together, and also allow him to use the name of the Emperor of Heaven to enhance his own prestige.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The Emperor of Heaven took the lead in speaking, and the other Lingxiao listeners followed suit, and the sounds of thanks echoed in the hall.
"Lingxiao Listener, it's a very good title, but unfortunately, these creatures are too weak, they are not worthy of listening to the holy way at all."
A cold laugh echoed throughout the Lingxiao Palace, followed by a bone-chilling murderous intent.
All the listeners became nervous. Faced with this murderous intent, even Patriarch Honggan, Hongyi, and Emperor Hongyang felt horrified and could not muster the slightest desire to resist.
"saint!"
Ancestor Honggan thought with fear in his heart. Although he had known for a long time that there was a saint from outside the chaos coming to attack, he still felt fear when facing the saint's attack.
The Emperor of Heaven cannot give Gu An the sense of security he has given him.
In an instant, the Lingxiao Palace suddenly became dark. The Lingxiao listeners looked up and saw rolling black clouds appearing out of thin air on the top of the palace. It was extremely oppressive, and there seemed to be a terrifying shadow surging.
The Lingxiao listeners in the hall were on alert, ready to fight at any time.
The Emperor of Heaven, sitting on the throne, frowned slightly, obviously not expecting that the saint would come to kill him at this critical moment.
"The Holy Lord of Punishment."
When the Emperor of Heaven uttered these four words, he looked up to the sky, his brows slightly furrowed, and a vast aura enveloped the Lingxiao Palace.
All those who were listening to the Lingxiao sermon had a sinking feeling, because the dark clouds above were rising rapidly. Even so, they could not see the ceiling of the Lingxiao Palace.
When the black clouds stopped, Ling Xiao and the listeners seemed to have arrived in a chaotic void. There was darkness in all directions, and only the hall where they were standing was lit.
The Holy Lord of Punishment!
When the audience at Lingxiao heard the words of the Emperor of Heaven, they all became nervous, because they had already learned about the existence of the saint in the previous sermon, and they did not expect that the saint would attack just after the sermon was over.
How powerful is a saint?
They don't know that from the mouth of the Emperor of Heaven, the saints are almost omnipotent and are not restricted by rules or principles.
All below the saint are ants!
This was the heartfelt sigh of a certain Lingxiao listener, and that person was none other than Patriarch Honggan.
Under the gaze of all the listeners of Lingxiao, a tall figure appeared in the boundless black clouds. The sea of clouds parted, revealing an upper body that was even larger than the Mountain of Creation. It was a white-haired man in a purple robe. He had a stern face, blood-red eyebrows, and eyes that seemed to hide two seas of stars. His white hair fluttered like thousands of galaxies, and the true meaning of the Tao was surrounded by mist. His robe was open, revealing his chest and abdomen. There was a face as ferocious as a devil. His face was black, with a pair of blood-red eyes, and his facial features were like some kind of ferocious beast.
Seeing the true form of the Saint of Punishment, all the people who were listening to the teachings of Lingxiao were shocked. In front of the saint's true form, they felt that they were so insignificant. To describe them as ants was to overestimate them.
Patriarch Honggan also had the same feeling. He then realized that Gu An had never shown the true power of a saint. The same was true for the Great Xuanyin Lord, who was captured before he could reveal his true saint form.
Demon Emperor Bai Ling swallowed and muttered, "This isn't an illusion, is it?"
Lu Lingjun also stared blankly at the true body of the Holy Lord of the Dao of Punishment. She felt that even if the entire Zhongtian was moved here, it would not be as big as the palm of the Holy Lord of the Dao of Punishment.
They are all Golden Immortals, Daluo Immortals, and there are even some who have reached the ultimate perfection of the Rong Dao Emperor realm. No matter how high their cultivation is, they are all shocked by the true form of the Xing Dao Saint.
After the shock, comes awe and fear.
Hongyi hated this emotion, but she couldn't overcome her instinct and make herself want to fight.
When facing a true saint, Da Dao Jiuhong is no different from an ordinary spirit.
Chant——
A deafening dragon roar exploded, bringing the thoughts of all the listeners back to their senses. They subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see that the Emperor of Heaven had stood up at some point.
The golden light of the Heavenly Dao shone on the Emperor of Heaven, and a golden dragon circled around his body, rapidly growing larger from bottom to top, causing those who were listening to Lingxiao to look up.
(End of this chapter)
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