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Chapter 705 174. The Mission of the Eight Immortals

"Why is Your Majesty here?" Heng quickly stood up and bowed.

The man in the pure black robe waved his hand and asked Heng to stand up. He walked forward. Xiaoman looked at him curiously, while Heng was very respectful.

Taiyi is the most noble god in Tianyang and even in the entire universe. The figure of this noble god can be found everywhere in the myths of Tianyang. He is the origin of all things, the craftsman and creator of the universe. A long time ago, the chief priest of Tianyang wrote a hymn about him, ranking him first among the nine ancient gods of Tianyang, which also shows Taiyi's supreme status as the emperor of Tianyang.

The Emperor of Heaven had descended not long ago, just when the strong wind from the void blew up the material universe. That day, Heng went to the ancient temple to worship the statue as usual. After Siming Shilu disappeared in the void, Heng and Xiaoman had been responsible for the Tianyang sacrifice for hundreds of thousands of years. After the sacrifice to the gods, Heng found that the clay sculpture on the altar came alive, and the supreme Emperor of Heaven was looking at his face.

The Emperor of Heaven did not display his grand ceremony. The people of Tianyang were cheering for the arrival of the Ancient Cloud God, but they were unaware that the most noble ancient god had already come to the spirits silently.

"I heard that you are concerned about Chengtian's affairs, so I came here." Taiyi said.

"I am terrified." All the spirits in Tianyang are ministers of the Emperor of Heaven. Heng calls himself a minister in front of Taiyi.

“Don’t panic. I am pleased that you are all united. Do you know why the name of the unshakable Tianyang is Jiutian? It is the name inherited from us, and it is the extension of the will of the nine gods in the ancient times of Tianyang in the mortal world. You are all my subjects. Naturally, I will not let you sink and float in the void.” Taiyi stopped in the clouds. He did not wear a crown on his head, and there was nothing on his body to show his identity, but he stood there, as if he could embrace Tianyang in his arms and swallow up billions of miles of rivers and streams.

"I specifically sought out the Supreme Phoenix of the Nine Provinces and killed him. I used the Phoenix's honorable position, Dao rhyme, and feathers to forge a set of Yuanfeng agate red treasure armor for Yun Zhongjun. Otherwise, Yun Zhongjun would not have survived the Void Realm with his condition at that time. And because of the Void Realm, Yun Zhongjun's wounds have not healed to this day. Over this long period of time, Yinglong's Void Realm has reached its limit. My comrades and I worked together to send Yun Zhongjun out of the Void Realm, because Yun Zhongjun's condition was so bad that he could only die in it even with the Yuanfeng treasure armor."

"Empty Realm...the power of Yinglong?" Xiaoman asked.

"Yes, that old dragon is very powerful. Although the Yuanfeng Armor can allow Yun Zhongjun to reach the peak of Nirvana, in the Void Realm, a place without any laws or spirits, this armor does not have such effect. At most, it can help him resist the erosion of the Void Realm. Yun Zhongjun recovered some of his magical powers soon after leaving the Void Realm, and an ordinary throne cannot kill him." Taiyi touched Xiaoman's head lovingly and ruffled her hair.

"His Majesty the Spiritual Emperor was killed?" Xiaoman asked.

"Otherwise, how could there be such a gust of wind? Listen carefully, you can hear that guy cursing. He is extremely angry at the moment, because if it weren't for that precious armor, he would really be dead. He would have died in vain after being sent out of the Void Realm by the combined efforts of us."

"In order to kill Yun Zhongjun, that creature gathered all his timelines and possibilities. In the ancient times when Yun Zhongjun and I lived together, I saw the rebellious person who tried to assassinate Yun Zhongjun." Taiyi's tone suddenly became cold and harsh.

"May I ask, Your Majesty, who is that rebel?" Heng spoke carefully.

"It's not your fault, youngsters, to worry about this. He won't survive this Taixu chaos. But there is one thing that is worth your two going through."

"Please give me your permission!" Heng half-knelt down immediately.

Xiaoman followed her brother and assumed a solemn etiquette posture.

Heng and Xiaoman lowered their heads, but they hadn't heard any orders from Taiyi for a long time. Heng couldn't help but look up in confusion, and the scene in front of him shocked him.

"Your Majesty!" He saw that Taiyi's figure seemed to have messy spots, constantly flickering and becoming illusory.

"No problem. It was the old dragon in the Void Realm who sensed that I had separated a wisp of spiritual energy and showed his might. I came here to investigate Yun Zhongjun. Now he has refined his armor and reshaped himself. There is no problem now, so I will just dissipate it."

Taiyi stretched out his hand and touched Heng's forehead, "Just do as I say."

"I'll follow your command." Heng bowed.

Xiaoman and Heng were in telepathic communication, and her expression changed in shock at that instant.

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Taixu, the end of the Amodo River.

The old man slowly turned his hand, holding the wooden staff. His eyes swept across Sibu Zhuo Da Ming Wang, and finally stopped at the person who posed the greatest threat. The aura around the old man was fluctuating. He was seriously injured and fighting with Chun Yang here. Although there was an endless life spirit around him, it could not enter his body, so naturally there was no way to nourish his body, spirit and soul.

Chunyang stood with his sword in hand, not intending to give the old man a chance to breathe. The two swords in his hands turned into green dragons and pounced towards the old man. He followed the green dragon and leaped into the air, pinched the sword formula with his hands, and exhaled thousands of flying swords. Suddenly, the sky was hazy, the ground was dark, sand and rocks were flying, and the river was flowing backwards! Thousands of miles of rivers were full of waves, and the sky was clear and dust-free!

The old man made a claw with one hand and slapped Qinglong's face, and with the other hand he held the cane and pinned Qinglong's long tail, then he shook it violently, knocking Qinglong's two swords back. But then, the thousands of flying swords shot down towards the old man, all sharp, and the old man did not resist, but used the law of cause and effect to cast a spell, and the flying swords like heavy rain actually avoided the old man one by one, and not a single sword fell on him.

  In the rain of swords, Chunyang approached like a ghost, picked up the long sword that was knocked down, and attacked the old man in the courtyard!

The old man exhaled a breath of fresh air, and the long sword sank into the fresh air, without moving at all. Chunyang made a quick decision and let go of the long sword. A strong wind appeared between his five fingers, and instantly appeared above the old man's head, pressing straight down at the old man!

“Bang!” The golden energy flowed, and the old man was blown back thousands of miles, and the wooden stick in his hand disappeared without a trace.

Looking at Chunyang's palm again, the wooden stick was broken into two pieces, and a big hole appeared in its place.

However, in a flash, before Sibu Zhuo Daming King could even understand the situation, the old man and Chunyang fought again several times. This time, the old man suffered a loss, and his condition was rapidly deteriorating. From being able to suppress Chunyang at the beginning to being repelled by Chunyang now, although this was also due to Chunyang's growing courage, the cracks on the old man's body and the power of time that was constantly destroying him were causing him to be unable to mobilize his huge spiritual power, and he was no longer as strong as before.

The exhaustion of the source of life made him even more powerless.

Liyou and Chengtian stayed by the old man's side, keeping an eye on Chunyang while observing Shiwu Zhuo and King Daming.

They naturally could not let anything happen to the old man who saved them. If this old man had not suddenly appeared, they would have become the dead souls under the sword of Lord Chunyang. With Liyou's fighting power of returning to the origin of destiny, he would be defeated by Chunyang in less than ten rounds. Chunyang is not even a person who has accumulated a lot of experience in the law of returning to the origin, but a person who has returned everything to one. This monstrous human being went from sublimation to returning to the origin to the beginning of returning to oneness in less than a day.

"Little kid, you are very capable!" The old man hunched over and smiled at Chunyang, "Even though you Jiuzhou has become a dead thing, there are still these capable people who have died one after another. In contrast, in the Great Wilderness today, there is not a single living being who can stand up to the stage. All of the three beasts and four pillars have ulterior motives. After hearing about the changes in prosperity and decline, they all want to share the treasures of the Great Wilderness."

Chunyang held the sword calmly and approached gradually.

"I don't care what happens to you, they must die."

“No, no, no, little kid, they can’t die!” The old man shook his head, “You don’t understand their mission, just like you eight immortals don’t even understand your own mission.”

"What do you know?" Chunyang's voice suddenly turned cold, as if a sword was emerging from his throat.

He was really angry.

The long sword in his hand glowed with green light.

Without saying a word, his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only the earth exploding. A silver crown appeared, Chunyang put it on, mobilized all his spiritual power, and the mountains and rivers on all sides cracked, destroyed by the murderous aura that had condensed into a physical entity. The eyes of the old man who was being watched were illuminated by the silver light of the Golden Law, and Chunyang's sword had already reached the old man's neck.

The next moment, a pitch-black flame ignited, and the sword swung by Chunyang actually melted directly in the fire.

The old man casually sketched out a barrier, and a dark wall of fire rose up, blocking Chunyang out.

"I won't kill you either, because your mission is not yet complete." He said slowly, "Do you really think you were saved for the rise of Jiuzhou? If you were really needed to protect the rise of the Dao, how could we allow filth to contaminate your tranquility? The purpose of the Eight Immortals staying here is not to revive Jiuzhou, but to try whether the taboos that Jiuzhou Supreme touched in the past can be reproduced. In our eyes, Jiuzhou has long been dead, but no one expected that a creature that does not conform to common sense would appear and rewrite everything."

"You deserve to be killed for lying and disrespecting the Supreme." Chunyang frowned and drew out another sword.

Across the blazing black wall of fire, Chunyang's words still fell like a knife, with murderous intent like rain.

"Hahaha! I'm looking forward to your finished product." The old man didn't care. He laughed, waved his sleeves, and the black fire rolled up Liyou and Chengtian, turning them into a stream of light and escaping into the thirty-three heavens, stunned Siwu Zhuo and Daming King who were standing beside him.

The old cow that was not swept away was so frightened that it let go of the food and grass in its mouth.

Retreat from the court, take a break today