Chapter 194 [Performing the Way as Respected]
The primordial spirit ascended and sat cross-legged on Ziwei, solemn and majestic, wearing a crown with twelve tassels, like a huge shining star, high in the sky, like the Emperor of Man descending to the mortal world, and then descended to the sixth heaven as the Demon King and Ghost Emperor, commanding all the ghosts in the banner and running the cycle of reincarnation.
The fifth level of thunder tribulation opens up!
The sixth level of the Human Emperor’s Heaven is opened up!
Lin Xian sat solemnly, strolling in the sea of thunder. Sometimes he was like a unicorn walking on the heavenly road, and sometimes he was like a god holding thunder as punishment. With every move he made, the power of thunder was manifested, showing the five colors of red, green, black, white and yellow.
It was as if they were not transcending the tribulation, but rather were controlling the heavenly tribulation from high above, transforming themselves into the Thunder Emperor to command thunder, rewarding and punishing good and evil, slaying demons and monsters. The three old evildoers had all the abilities, but felt extremely aggrieved.
Their powerful spiritual senses were completely suppressed in front of the divine whip and could not play any role at all.
The innate magic weapon that has been refined for four thousand years is nothing compared to the Human Emperor Banner.
In the end, the decayed body had become a living dead, and it instinctively feared thunder, fearing even a little bit of it.
"Can you leave?" Lin Xian's eyes turned, like the roar of thunder, the beating of drums and the thunder shaking the universe, the five internal organs of heart, liver, lungs, spleen and kidneys were connected to the other side of the fifth sky. Amid the roars of dragons and tigers, a heavenly thunder was born in the Taoist palace, which struck the three old monsters as easily as if it were an arm.
"not good!"
The three old monsters had pale faces. They didn't take the thunder from the Four Poles Secret Realm seriously at all. But now that Lin Xian was in the midst of a heavenly tribulation, the small thunder could attract the big thunder.
That Five Thunders Righteous Law was like a flare, pointing the way forward and summoning the heavenly calamity to kill people.
"Please come in, Master Tianjie. I will lead the way for you. The living dead are over there!"
“Let’s fight!” The three old monsters roared angrily. Faced with the majestic power of heaven, they still refused to wait for death. Three divine thoughts of blood, green and black rose into the sky like three oceans and turned into a tsunami to hit the heavenly calamity.
"The mighty power of the king!" In the holy city, countless people changed color and were suddenly frightened. If they faced this kind of killing move, they would be doomed to be reduced to ashes and disappear along with the mountains, rivers and land.
Rumble, without any surprise, the heavenly calamity came with overwhelming force, like tearing a piece of white paper, annihilating the divine thoughts like the vast ocean, and directly turning the three old monsters into ashes.
The majestic power of heaven cannot be offended. Even the young emperor had to struggle to survive the thunder calamity, let alone three old monsters whose lives were dried up.
Three white lightning bolts fell, as if to destroy the world. An old evildoer closed his eyes in despair and murmured, "Back then, Jiang Taixu dominated the world. We were hunted by him and had no way to escape. We fled to the Immortal Mountain and found the Yellow Spring Pool. We accidentally ate the Yinming Grass and became half-human, half-ghost. Our bodies were completely destroyed and it was difficult for us to make any progress in our cultivation."
"I thought this was a chance for life and revenge, but I didn't expect it would end in a catastrophe..."
When a dying man is about to speak, his words are good. The three old monsters stopped shouting for fighting and killing, but sighed and recalled their lives.
Those who heard these words in the holy city suddenly realized that the reason the three old monsters had been immortal for four thousand years was not because of their own cultivation, but because they took the Yinming Grass.
The Yinming Grass is a rare spiritual creature in the world. It contains toxins that can cause people to rot, but also some essence of immortal matter, two completely opposite medicinal powers combined in one.
Their spiritual consciousness was nourished, but their bodies almost became corpses, which can be called a strange transformation.
"There is death in life, and there is life in death... Perhaps we can transplant a few Yinming grasses to perfect the secret realm of Lunhai."
"We will need a few guides to lead the way when we explore Immortal Mountain in the future."
Lin Xian's mind moved, and he waved the Emperor's Banner in his hand. In an instant, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and all kinds of spirits whistled past. He stood on the sea of thunder and said loudly: "Three Taoist friends, don't put up the banners yet, or you will miss the time of reincarnation!"
The three old monsters who were originally in desperate situation were stunned, then looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. They had struggled for a lifetime, not only did they fail to kill Jiang Taixu, but they also became accomplices of the evil.
After many twists and turns, the Human Emperor Banner actually became their only hope.
How sad, how ridiculous.
"Those who recite my true name will find eternal life in the cycle of reincarnation." Lin Xian waved the big banner and shouted, "I am the Holy Lord of Tianxuan, why don't you come to see me?"
If he were a genius of the time, full of blood and youthful vigor, he would rather choose death than become a puppet of Lin Xian and become an accomplice of the evil.
However, the three old half-human, half-ghost monsters have been refusing to transform and die for four thousand years. They have long lost the courage and spirit they had in their early years in roaming the Eastern Wilderness. The older they get, the more afraid of death they become. This is exactly what people like them are like.
Even if the pie that Lin Xian drew was illusory and there was no hope of survival, it was still better than being struck by thunder and being torn to pieces.
"Knock to the Holy Lord!"
"Praise Tianxuan!"
……
The three old monsters let out a long roar, and their powerful spiritual consciousness immediately left their bodies and rushed into the Human Emperor Banner, instantly stirring up black smoke, as if thousands of ghosts were howling, and as if the gods were roaring.
The monks in the holy city were trembling with fear when they heard this, and their hair were almost growing red. They had never seen such a scene before.
"Woooo..."
Three ghost faces appeared on the Human Emperor Banner. Wisps of negative energy rose into the air, desolate and gloomy. Blood rained from the sky, as if some taboo had been touched.
“Playing with life and death, blaspheming the soul…” Some old monks were terrified, thinking of their own old age, and couldn’t help but lament: “What kind of evil sect is Tianxuan that actually created such a magical weapon.”
"Good, good. There is no good or evil in weapons, but there are good and evil in people. The Human Emperor Banner is the residence of heroic spirits, and everyone has voluntarily entered the banner."
Lin Xian said solemnly: "I didn't force anyone, the three elders, please tell me."
The three Yin spirit imprints in the Human Emperor Banner trembled, as if nodding in approval.
Yes, yes, Saint Lin never forced them. They sacrificed themselves voluntarily and merged into the Human Emperor Banner.
They willingly contributed their spiritual knowledge and faith to help Saint Lin on his road to becoming an emperor.
"Praise the Lord!"
"loyalty!"
Lines of faith and power gathered together and hung behind Saint Lin's head, transforming into a dazzling divine ring, which made countless monks gasp in shock and feel toothache.
"This Tianxuan is even more evil than the Buddhist sect in the Western Desert." Many people secretly muttered. "No, the three old monsters are dead, why hasn't the aura of the Jidao Emperor Soldier disappeared?" Some smart monks suddenly shuddered and said in a trembling voice: "There is someone behind it!"
It's not just the three kings' divine thoughts that drive the ultimate imperial soldiers, but someone even stronger.
Who is the person behind the plot to kill the God King? A great king, a half-saint, or perhaps a legendary sage!
"It is said that God King Jiang has cultivated to the level of a saint, but he has run out of energy. What if he revives?"
The leaders of some major forces, knowing the fear of the imperial soldiers, could not help but change their expressions: "When the time comes, won't the two saints fight each other with the imperial soldiers? Millions of miles of mountains and rivers will be destroyed, and the holy city and even the creatures in it will all be beaten to ashes."
The power of the Supreme Emperor's weapons is far beyond people's imagination. Normally, when the Holy Lords of the major holy places take action, they can only revive a trace of the Emperor's might. It is the collision of the Emperor's weapons' auras.
However, a saint can provide energy to the imperial weapons, awaken the gods within them, and unleash a trace of true ultimate power. It is a true battle between imperial weapons.
The clash between the two imperial armies can really sink the land of Eastern Wilderness!
Seeing the three old monsters being taken away by the Human Emperor Banner, the person behind the scenes cursed them as trash inwardly, and then used all his strength to summon up the divine power, causing the imperial soldiers in the dark to gain great power, and only a plop was heard.
An extremely old woman dressed in five-colored feathered clothes fell from the sky. There was a bloody hole on her chest with blood gushing out. She was almost pierced through and was transparent from front to back.
"Brother Taixu..." The old woman was dying, but she still kept her guard up and shouted, "The Twin Kings of Zhongzhou are here to seek revenge on you. You must be careful."
Everyone was shocked. They were familiar with the Divine King Taixu, a great figure from four thousand years ago. In addition, the Twin Kings of Zhongzhou were even more famous.
More than four thousand years ago, the Twin Kings of Zhongzhou were famous throughout the world. The elder brother was named the Sun King and the younger brother was named the Dark Night King. They were twin brothers, and when the two of them took action, they were invincible.
The Sun King was the only formidable enemy on Jiang Taixu's path of cultivation. The two fought fiercely, in a life-and-death battle. In the end, Jiang Taixu narrowly won and survived.
The Sun King is dead, and the one coming must be the Night King, he is here to avenge his brother!
"Caiyun!"
The God King Jiang Taixu, who was originally sitting on the Diaoyutai, suddenly changed his expression and stood up: "How could she come in? Isn't the Holy City sealed?"
"Wanchu Holy Land has collected a Holy City Stone Order, which can cross the void and ignore the blockade of the imperial soldiers."
The Jiang family saint seemed to remember something and said in a deep voice: "There are nine divine orders that are integrated with the holy city. This city used to hang high above the nine heavens and suppress the forbidden area of life. In the past, the great emperor and the great saint body guarded the gate here."
"It's not surprising that there is such power. Legend has it that in ancient times, the Holy City was a node in the Void Emperor's formation."
"I'm going to save her." The God King said with great determination.
"Sure, give her all your holy fruit and holy spring." The Jiang family saint said calmly, "This way the play will be more realistic and we can catch a bigger fish than the Dark Night King."
"kill!"
The God King Jiang Taixu shouted loudly, and with only his old clothes left as skin and bones, he soared into the sky from the Dragon Pond, went to support Fairy Caiyun, and fed the divine spring water to her mouth.
"Taixu, you are really not dead..." Fairy Caiyun was extremely excited, but she didn't want Jiang Taixu to see her wrinkled appearance, so she turned her head and said, "You need the divine spring more, don't waste it on an old woman like me."
"I am also an old man now." Jiang Taixu sighed: "Four thousand years ago, I didn't take you away. Four thousand years later, if you die, what is the meaning of my living?"
"You and I share the same holy spring. We do not ask to be born on the same day, but to die on the same day."
Fairy Caiyun trembled and nodded with tears in her eyes. She drank the divine spring with God King Taixu. Her white hair turned black, her skin became crystal clear, and she regained some of her youthful appearance, with unparalleled grace and beauty that amazed the world.
"Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world..." The uncle of the Great Xia Emperor in the Holy City saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh: "Who in the world can be immortal? No matter how beautiful and charming you are, you will end up being a skeleton in the end."
"What a pair of doomed lovers! Today, I will be a good person and send you to the afterlife together. You will have a companion on the road to the underworld."
Some people sighed in sympathy, but some were ruthless and said in an extremely cold voice: "Jiang Taixu, no matter how proud you are, you will eventually turn into a pile of yellow earth."
"King of Dark Night, you can't do that. Your brother is a great man." Although God King Jiang Taixu had white hair, he was tall and majestic. He shouted with a voice like a bell, "When he died, you hid in the dark, trembling. I spared your life for the sake of King of the Sun."
"Now that you've hurt Caiyun, I want you to pay with your life!"
"The one Jiang Taixu wants to kill is you." The Dark Night King was furious when his scar that had been sealed for four thousand years was revealed. He shouted, "Did you use the Hengyu Furnace to defeat my brother when you fought him that year?"
"The Great Dao is ruthless, and the road to the Emperor is a road of bones." Jiang Taixu said calmly, "I fought a fair battle with the Sun King for the sake of seeking the Dao, and I will not regret it even if I die. If it was your brother standing here today, he would definitely not use the Dragon Patterned Black Gold Tripod to kill me."
What? The imperial weapon in the dark is the Dragon Cauldron of the Yaoguang Holy Land. Countless people only felt difficulty breathing and swallowed hard. This involved a collision between the two holy lands, and there might be a real battle of imperial weapons.
"Shut up, you are not worthy to mention my brother. Today I will kill you for him!" The King of Dark Night was stubborn. Since he was exposed, he simply stopped acting.
He asked the Yaoguang warrior in the dark to sacrifice the black gold tripod with dragon pattern to restrain the Hengyu furnace, while he himself put on the holy armor and held the holy spear, intending to kill Jiang Taixu by force to comfort his brother's spirit in heaven.
"Jiang Taixu, you are old and weak, but I have a long life!" The Dark Night King laughed wildly, "I have two holy weapons in my hands, but you are unarmed. Just surrender."
"I am the God King and I have no soldiers. But can't I kill you?" God King Jiang Taixu sighed, and there was light all around him, like a pure land.
In the pure land, gorgeous peach blossoms fell, accompanied by a sigh. The falling petals were like raindrops, fluttering in the air, as if rays of light were shot out and penetrated the world!
"The sigh of the gods..." A peach blossom pierced through the dark night king's forehead. The holy weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He stepped back, his eyes full of disbelief, and muttered, "What realm is this?"
He was already a great king four thousand years ago. Now he has achieved great success and has one foot in the holy realm. If he is given time, it is not impossible for him to completely leap into the holy realm.
With the help of two holy artifacts and an imperial weapon, the Dark Night King believed that he could kill a weak saint with ease.
But in the end, he was killed by Jiang Taixu. With just such a casual blow, the King of Dark Night was completely destroyed. He was even more powerful than he was four thousand years ago.
"The Divine King has reached the highest level and refined his divine blood before he can deliver a pinnacle attack."
Lin Xian, who had just survived the heavenly tribulation, rushed over and snatched the head of the Dark Night King with the Human Emperor Banner. Then he cried out in great sorrow, “From now on, I’m afraid I’ll only have ten chances to display this amazing cultivation.”
Divine King Jiang Taixu had a strange look on his face, but he still cooperated by coughing. His white hair was disheveled, his figure was hunched, and he coughed out a few strands of blood. He sighed and said, "I am already exhausted. I am only recovering for a short time. I can only attack three times at most, and then I will die."
(End of this chapter)
