aircannonsinc Chapter 147 Ling Xiao emerges from seclusion, leading people to Nuwa's Heaven
Chapter 147 Ling Xiao emerges from seclusion, leading people to Nuwa's Heaven
Chapter 147 Ling Xiao emerges from seclusion, leading people to Nuwa's Heaven
After doing all this, Ling Xiao transformed into an old man with a white beard and led everyone out of the western land.
It was all a deception!!
Deception and trickery are the means to improve one's understanding of the two great paths, and thus become stronger!
Ling Xiao decided that he could only temporarily make do with Jieyin, Zhunti, Nuwa who liked him, as well as Houtu and Xuanming.
"To let everyone know that I am dead is also a deception."
"And what does one ultimately gain from deceiving so many people?"
Ling Xiao felt an immense pressure on his shoulders. He was not just carrying the weight of one person's life or death, but the lives of the three innate races, the witch and demon races, and all those who followed him.
This overwhelming pressure made him desperately crave power!
Because Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao are too terrifying...
Even though his origins were the Deceitful Demon Lotus, he still found it difficult to move forward.
This is to change the fate of all those who follow him, as well as his own!
This is simply going against the will of Heaven!!
When Lingxiao, disguised as an old man with a white beard, descended upon Nuwa's Heaven, the army that Nuwa had assembled was already ready.
Lingxiao stood in the void, looking down.
The Lich and Demon races are now as close as brothers.
The three innate races—dragon, phoenix, and qilin—were also among the army.
As Ling Xiao arrived, everyone turned to look at him, and seeing the thousand cultivators at the tenth level of the Quasi-Saint Realm behind him, they were all filled with shock.
A thousand powerful beings at the tenth level of the Quasi-Saint realm?
Everyone was stunned!!
Many of the innate deities were speechless.
Each of those thousand figures was infinitely close to a Heavenly Saint.
horrible!!
In the primordial world, when did such a terrifying force appear?
For a moment, everyone's hearts wavered, and their eyes revealed unease.
Nuwa was nervous and said, "Everyone be careful, they must have been sent by Hongjun."
Countless people were shocked once again.
Thinking about it carefully, who else could mobilize a thousand cultivators at the tenth level of the Quasi-Saint realm?
Hongjun Daozu...
He is still the Dao Ancestor after all!
They hadn't even stormed the Purple Cloud Palace yet, and everyone felt an extreme sense of oppression, a feeling of despair!
Nuwa, Houtu, and Xuanming, the three goddesses who were most fervent in their love for Lingxiao, did not retreat despite the immense pressure they faced.
Jieyin and Zhunti, however, did not show any fear.
They are both already Great Dao Saints.
But no one expected that Hongjun could mobilize so many powerful figures to appear at once.
Hongjun is unfathomable!
"So what if it's the Dao Ancestor's trump card?" Di Jiang took a step forward, tearing through space, and declared domineeringly, "My Wu Clan fears nothing!"
Suddenly, all eleven Ancestral Witches stepped forward from behind.
The Wu tribe doesn't know how to write the word "fear".
The demon race, on the other hand, wore their arrogance on their faces and showed no fear whatsoever.
Even so, everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
After all, these mysterious figures are undeniably powerful.
In the chaotic realm beyond, within the Yangmei Dao Palace, Yangmei and Luo Hou simultaneously opened their Dharma Eyes, gazing intently at everything that was happening in Nuwa Heaven.
They also couldn't see through the fact that the white-bearded old man was actually Ling Xiao in disguise.
The two were extremely surprised.
Are there really so many powerful beings in the world?
Meanwhile, within the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun, Laozi, Yuanshi, Randeng, Kunpeng, and all of these people were waiting for the alliance army to invade Chaos, and were also paying close attention to the movements of Nuwa Heaven.
The scene of the white-bearded old man leading a thousand powerful warriors to Nuwa Heaven was clearly seen by everyone.
"who are they?"
Hongjun sat cross-legged, his pupils contracting.
Taiqing and Yuanshi shook their heads in silence, a sense of unease inexplicably rising in their hearts; it was a very bad omen.
Kunpeng and Randeng have now both pledged allegiance to Taiqing and Yuanshi, so they followed them to Zixiao Palace.
Haotian and Yaochi have now been forcibly elevated to the tenth level of the Quasi-Saint realm by Hongjun, and their strength has greatly increased.
"snort!"
"Whoever provokes me deserves to die."
Hongjun sneered, then closed his eyes, waiting for his good disciple Nuwa to lead her army to attack.
He was a cultivator at the sixth level of the Dao Integration Realm, and could be said to be an invincible being in both the Primordial World and the Chaos Realm.
Moreover, with the blessing of the will of Heaven, his combat power is even more terrifying.
at the same time.
Nuwa's Heaven.
Before the palace gate, the white-bearded old man landed leisurely from the sky and walked straight to the coffin made of the Fusang tree, gazing at the figure inside.
Nuwa and many other powerful beings, as if facing a formidable enemy, transformed into streaks of light and surrounded Lingxiao.
The thousand quasi-saint realm cultivators stood in the square in front of Nuwa Palace, waiting for Ling Xiao to give orders.
Looking at himself lying in the coffin, Ling Xiao felt extremely uneasy.
The body that was shattered by Hongjun's two punches back then was all an illusion. He was actually the transformed form of the Heaven-Deceiving Demon Lotus, capable of deceiving heaven and earth.
The body in the coffin was merely a replica of himself made of divine soil.
"Fellow Daoist, who exactly are you?"
Nuwa looked at the old man before her with white hair and beard, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance, with displeasure.
Ling Xiao turned to look at her. He had already raised the power of his realm to the tenth level of the Quasi-Saint realm, but this was just an illusion.
"Who killed my young master?"
The moment the words fell, a boundless rage filled the Nuwa Heaven, surging endlessly.
As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, everyone was stunned.
Nuwa looked at the person in the coffin, her surprise deepening, and thought to herself, "What... exactly is your identity?"
In an instant, Houtu, Xuanming, Dijiang, and many other powerful beings all looked at Lingxiao in the coffin, their expressions filled with astonishment.
"What? The young master has been killed?"
One thousand Willow Gods and Desolate Heavenly Emperors from the Quasi-Saint Realm emerged, their eyes filled with rage, and came before the coffin, staring at the person inside.
Immediately, the two exuded an overwhelming aura that swept across all directions.
Swish!
One after another, cries of grief and indignation echoed throughout the heavens above.
Nuwa and many other powerful beings were at a loss. Then they saw thousands of powerful beings kneeling down in front of the coffin, their cries shaking the heavens.
Everyone was stunned!
Amidst the chaos, Luo Hou and Yang Mei stared wide-eyed. Yang Mei looked at Luo Hou and asked, "Just what kind of background does that kid have?"
Luo Hou felt his mouth go dry and said, "I really can't imagine that so many peak Quasi-Saint cultivators could be so grief-stricken!"
In Zixiao Palace, the expressions of the group, led by Hongjun, grew increasingly gloomy.
The situation has taken a turn for the worse for them.
However, Hongjun was only surprised. He comforted everyone, saying, "It's not a big problem; the advantage lies with us."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
If the Daoist master said it's not a big problem, then it definitely isn't a big problem.
Inside the Nuwa Palace.
At this moment, it is the focus of the attention of all living beings.
"May I ask, fellow traveler, who exactly are you?"
Nuwa clasped her hands in a fist salute and bowed to the venerable old man before her.
The next moment, the Desolate Emperor knelt before the coffin, solemnly kowtowed, and then stood up and said, "It doesn't matter who it is. What matters is that if the young master's parents find out about this, the Primordial World will cease to exist."
(End of this chapter)