The stone tablet's voice disappeared, and Wutian fell into deep thought.
Someone wouldn't watch him die, then who was this person?
The stone tablet was so certain that this person must be real, and this person's strength should not be weaker than the three grand elders of the Celestial Race.
Thinking back, other than the Azure God, the Buddha Demon, the Celestial Puppet, and the Black Tortoise, who else was there that he didn't know?
Although Wutian was deep in thought, his eyes were still looking at Xian Bitong and the others, so the four of them didn't notice anything strange.
The three grand elders sized up Wutian for a while, then they exchanged a glance, their eyes flickered as if they were discussing something in secret.
After a while, the white-robed old man glanced at Wutian, then at Xian Bitong, and a touch of affection appeared in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Bitong, we have discussed it. Whether Wutian is telling the truth or not, we will bring him back to the Celestial Race and let the Celestial King deal with him."
"Hand him over to Father? Is that okay? "Xian Bitong's eyebrow wrinkled.
"Xian Bitong is really the Celestial King's daughter!" Wutian was shocked.
"Bitong, why do you say so?" The middle-aged scholar was puzzled.
Xian Bitong said, "Fourth Uncle, Wutian is a scheming person, we should eliminate him as soon as possible to avoid future troubles."
"So this is what you are worried about." The middle-aged scholar shook his head and said, "In front of absolute strength, the so-called scheming is nothing. Don't worry about it."
"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, do you think so too?" Xian Bitong looked at the white-robed old man and the white-robed man.
"Don't worry, everything is under our control." The white-robed old man smiled.
Xian Bi Tong's complexion fluctuated as she said, "Since the three Uncles have already made a decision, Bi Tong will not say anything more. There's no time to lose, let's capture Wu Tian and bring him back immediately!"
The white-robed old man said, "No, you and Fourth Uncle can go back, Third Uncle and I will go to the divine ruins to see if there are any treasures, and to kill Gongsun Haoshu and take back the Celestial Puppet. However, to prevent any accidents, Wutian's cultivation must be destroyed."
The white-clothed old man nodded to the middle-aged scholar.
"I'll only destroy your foundation, not your Qi Sea. If you don't behave, don't blame me for being ruthless and destroying your Qi Sea." The middle-aged scholar's eyes shone with a cold light.
The gazes of the three elders were as if they were looking at an ant. Their expressions were incomparably cold.
Wutian was enraged. He looked at the four of them coldly and said, "What you have done today, Wutian will remember it. In the future, I will go to the God Race and make you pay for it one by one. And you, Xian Bitong, from today onward, you'll be the first person with a heaven-defying battle constitution that I'll kill! "
Hearing these emotionless words, Xian Bi Tong's heart inexplicably trembled. She actually felt a little flustered. She averted her eyes and didn't dare to look directly at him.
"You truly boast shamelessly. Because of those words of yours, I will spare your life today. I would like to see how you will repay me in the future." As the middle-aged Confucian spoke, he flicked his sleeves and a tremendous force surged out, pouring into Wutian's body and recklessly destroying his foundation.
"Humph!"
Wutian kept groaning and his face kept twitching. Blood surged in his body, but he forced it to stay in his throat. Not even a drop of it flowed out!
His eyes became more and more terrifying. In Xian Bi Tong's eyes, those were not the eyes of a human being at all. There was the madness of a beast, the ruthlessness of the Grim Reaper, and the cruelty of Asura …
"Good young man. His willpower and temperament are far beyond ordinary people. If the Blood-maned Oxen follow him, they will definitely become one of the top hundred races in the future …"
In the ancestral land of the Western Region, above the ninth forbidden area, a red-robed old man stood against the wind. His eyes were as red as burning iron. He looked at where Wutian was and whispered to himself, "Wutian, you're right.
"The old man with the stone tablet is fighting with Excellency Ape. I guess he can't save him. It seems that only I can do it. But because of the Divine Tribulation, I can't really kill the enemy for this young man. But it is not a problem to save him."
The old man in a red robe stretched out his hand. His five bony fingers gently grasped the air, as if there was a supreme force. Wutian and the statue of Excellency Ox, who were far away in the Sea of Death, disappeared from the sight of Xian Bi Tong and the other three without any sign.
Xian Bi Tong was dumbfounded.
So were the three elders.
Someone had saved Wutian from under their noses?
In an instant, the three elders came to their senses. Their eyes were as bright as the sun and they glanced around. Their terrifying Divine Thoughts covered the entire Sea of Death. In the end, they couldn't even sense the aura of Wutian, let alone the mysterious person who had saved Wutian.
The three elders were extremely shocked.
Who could be so powerful? Not only could he save Wutian, but he could also escape from their pursuit so quickly that he didn't even leave any trace behind!
After she recovered from her shock, Xian Bitong's expression was unsightly. She originally wanted to say something, but when she saw the livid and infuriated expressions of her three seniors, she swallowed the words that were at the tip of her tongue, and it transformed into a light sigh that suffused her heart.
In fact, she wanted to blame the three elders. She had advised them to get rid of Wutian as soon as possible, but the three elders didn't listen to her and insisted on doing what they wanted. In the end, Wutian found a chance to escape.
However, no matter what, the three of them were her seniors. In the clan, they were also elders of virtue and prestige. Furthermore, from their expressions, she could see regret. Thus, she could not say those words out loud.
In fact, Wutian had escaped. It was useless to blame him. What she needed to do now was to make up for this mistake.
She asked, "Uncles, what should we do now?"
The middle-aged Confucian closed his folding fan and said solemnly, "The person who saved Wutian could easily break my imprisonment. He must be stronger than the three of us. We can only outsmart him, not fight him head-on."
The white-robed man said, "Fourth brother, have you thought of a good plan?"
The middle-aged Confucian said, "Yes. Wutian is a person who values friendship and righteousness. If we capture Shan Youde and the others and use them as bargaining chips, I can guarantee that he will show up on his own."
"Okay, let's go."
The white-robed elder nodded. He waved his sleeve and took the three elders with him. In an instant, they disappeared without a trace.
Wutian didn't know the conspiracy of the four elders. At this moment, he was deeply shocked.
He clearly remembered that he was in the Sea of Death. How did he suddenly appear in the Ninth Forbidden Area?
"Wutian, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Suddenly, an old voice sounded from behind. Wutian turned around abruptly and saw an old man in red standing ten feet away with a smile on his face. He was amiable and without any aura, just like an old grandpa next door.
"Senior, are you the one who saved me?" Wutian asked instinctively.
The old man in red glanced around and smiled, "There doesn't seem to be anyone else here other than me."
Wutian was dumbfounded.
No one knew the distance between the Ninth Forbidden Area and the Sea of Death better than him. It was hard to imagine how powerful this person was to be able to pull him to his side from a distance.
The old man in red smiled, "Let me explain myself. I am the Ox God of the Blood-maned Bulls. If you don't mind, you can call me Elder Ox or old man."
"What? The Ox God of the Blood-maned Bulls? How is that possible? "Wutian exclaimed. He couldn't believe it.
"Of course." The Ox God smiled. He didn't put on airs at all. He was very friendly.
"I …" Wutian finally came back to his senses. He shook his head, "What proof do you have?"
As soon as he said that, rays of blood-red light rose from the Ox God's body. In the blink of an eye, a Blood-maned Bull appeared out of nowhere. It was two meters tall. Compared to the other Blood-maned Bulls in the Astral Realm, it was extremely small.
It still didn't have any aura. However, Wutian had a very real feeling. He felt that if the bull stomped its hooves, the world would collapse!
"He really is the Ox God of the Blood-maned Bulls."
At this time, Little Wu Hao's voice sounded. She then said angrily, "What's going on recently? Not only are Supreme Saints appearing one after another, even the Immortals are appearing one after another. Did you accidentally step on dog poop and get lucky? "
"I don't need such dog poop luck." Wutian smiled bitterly. He asked with concern, "Is the Astral Realm affected?"
"Not at the moment. However, if this continues, I'm afraid we'll all be finished in the end," Little Wu Hao said. She seemed to be having a headache.
Wasn't Wutian the same?
In the past few years, all the people who appeared could directly threaten the Astral Realm. The former Blessed Enclave had become their biggest weakness.
If this continued, he would have to consider moving Shi Shi and the others out of the Astral Realm temporarily.
"Actually, it's because of my strength. If I had reached the Supreme Saint level, nothing would have happened." Wutian sighed deeply in his heart. He looked at the Ox God who had transformed into a human. He clasped his hands and said, "Greetings, Elder Ox. Thank you for saving my life."
As for "Old Ox", he didn't dare to call him that no matter what.
Now that he had confirmed the Ox God's identity, there was another problem.
The Ox God's children and grandchildren were all under his command. Would the Ox God seek revenge?
He remembered the Ox King saying that the Ox God had existed since the Desolate Era. Now that he had experienced several eras, his strength must be even more terrifying than before. If such a terrifying powerhouse really made a move against him, there was no way he could survive!
Wutian was very nervous.
The Ox God seemed to know what he was thinking. He shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. On the contrary, I want to thank you."
"I took his children and grandchildren as my subordinates and they worked for me. Not only did he not get angry or blame me, he even wants to thank me?" Wutian's mind was in a mess. He even suspected that the Ox God had lost his mind.
The Ox God laughed and shook his head. He explained, "When I raised the Blood Mane Bulls in the Sea of Death, I hoped that Si Konglie could take them under his command. This way, with the protection of the Heaven Destroyer Tribe, the Blood Mane Bulls would definitely be able to reproduce and prosper. However, he didn't care about us Blood Mane Bulls at all. I thought it was hopeless. I didn't expect you to appear in the end and fulfill my wish. Tell me, shouldn't I thank you?"
"So you wanted to borrow the power of the Heaven Destroyer Tribe to protect the Blood Mane Bulls." Wutian suddenly understood.
Ox God nodded and sighed. "Although the Blood-maned Ox Clan was known as the sharp blade of the assassination world during the Desolate Era, it was nothing in the eyes of the various gods and the various great clans. As the only god of the Blood-maned Ox Clan, I naturally have to plan for the future of the clan."
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