Morosh had been coveting the wealth of the South Sea for a long time. This fellow was a bandit and would never buy anything that he could rob. Moreover, he was an expert close to god and had a huge demand for divine gold and divine materials. He planned to forge his own divine treasure.
Therefore, Taihuang calculated that if the god of the South Sea died, Morosh would not be able to sit still, and no one would be able to stop him.
The only one who could stop him was the South Sea Patriarch, that god.
In the sky above the South Sea, Morosh had just grabbed the South Sea Jade Platform from the bottom of the sea when the weather suddenly changed. The entire sky darkened, and dark clouds covered tens of thousands of miles.
The sky suddenly split open, and a skinny hand reached down from mid-air. It covered tens of thousands of miles and grabbed toward Morosh.
"How dare you rob my place of enlightenment. Do you think I'm already dead?" A voice that was like heavenly thunder surged in the sky, shaking countless people until they swayed left and right. One by one, they fell from the sky and plopped into the sea.
Morosh was stunned and lost his voice. "Old ghost of the South Sea, you're not dead? Impossible, your jade platform fell into the sea. It's clearly your treasure that can't sense your presence … Damn it! "
He suddenly realized and roared, "Who's plotting against me?"
Boom!
The five fingers of the withered big hand spread open and covered Moroshi in the center of the palm. Moroshi roared in anger and waved his five-colored giant hammer to meet the attack. Dang, dang, dang, a series of loud noises could be heard as the hammer smashed towards the big hand. However, the hand only trembled slightly and did not stop at all. It had already withstood all of Moroshi's attacks.
Countless laws of Dao burst out from the hand and intertwined, turning into countless chains that bound Morosh tightly. The five fingers fell and turned into a giant cage that carried Morosh to the bottom of the sea.
Crash —
The South Sea Jade Platform rose again from the bottom of the sea and stopped in mid-air.
The god of South Sea suppressed Moroshi with a single palm strike. Moroshi roared and struggled in the cage at the bottom of the sea, but he couldn't break free from the chains formed by the Dao laws. A cold and old voice came from mid-air, "Considering that you are about to become a god and that you are still useful to the Xuanming Primordial Realm, I will let you live for now. You can avoid death, but you can't escape punishment. When the great calamity arrives, I will naturally let you go. "
"Old Devil of the South Sea, it's my fault. I shouldn't have set my eyes on your dojo!"
Morosh bellowed angrily, "Someone plotted against me. I thought you were dead, that's why I planned to loot your place of worship! Let me out! "
The hand retracted, and the voice disappeared.
Within the Xuan Tian Glory Sect, Jiang Nan felt a chill down his spine. Looking at Taihuang Laozu, he could not help but feel that Taihuang Laozu had become incomparably terrifying.
It was common knowledge that the Patriarch of the South Sea was nearing the end of his lifespan. Almost everyone knew about this. Many people were waiting for the death of this god. Many people were coveting the shocking wealth of the South Sea.
However, as long as the ancestral master of the South Sea was alive, no one would dare to touch him. Throughout history, there had been famous sects that had set their eyes on the South Sea. In the end, the ancestral master of the South Sea wiped this sect off the face of the earth.
This time, Taihuang had played a small trick. He suppressed the jade platform of the South Sea with his strength and pushed it into the sea. This made people mistakenly think that the ancestral master of the South Sea had died and passed away. He lured Morosh to come out and loot the wealth of the South Sea.
Morosh was one of the three most powerful cultivators in the world. Others could not do anything to the South Sea, but he could do it easily.
However, he had never imagined that the ancestral master of the South Sea was still here. Taihuang had only played a small trick and suppressed his strongest opponent!
Within the Glory Sect, Jiang Nan and Xi Yingqing were silent. Before Taihuang made his move, they had already guessed Taihuang's method. However, they could not warn Morosh. They could only watch as Morosh was suppressed by the ancestral master of the South Sea.
From the beginning to the end, Taihuang did not look for anyone to join forces with, nor did he ask for help humbly. As he said, it was a piece of cake for him to deal with Morosh.
Morosh was gone, and his plan to join forces with Xi Yingqing was broken. From now on, only Xi Yingqing was left to face Taihuang Laozu alone.
"Father-in-law's wisdom is unparalleled. I admire you." Xi Yingqing sighed.
"Wisdom is wisdom, but strength is strength."
Taihuang Laozu smiled and said, "Ying Qing, I can't wait for too long. You'd better choose a good day and take the initiative to challenge me. If you take the initiative to challenge me, after I kill you, I will not have to bear the infamy of killing a fellow cultivator. After you die, others will say that you overestimated yourself and even wanted to kill your father-in-law. I, Taixuan Shengzong, will still be the righteous path in the world. It will be natural for me to swallow up the Glory Sect of the Xuan Tian. "
"I hope you won't make me wait too long." He smiled happily.
Jiang Nan said bitterly, "Taihuang Laozu, now is the autumn of chaos. The catastrophe of Kōmu is coming, and there is also the demon god in the sun. Yinglong World also wants to invade. Why can't you wait for a while and get rid of the enemies first?"
"To deal with the foreign enemies, we must first settle the internal affairs."
Taihuang Laozu smiled and floated away. He smiled and said, "Moreover, what does the life and death of others have to do with me? I just want to become a god. "
Jiang Nan watched him leave and turned to look at Xi Yingqing. He now completely understood why Xi Yingqing said that he would pass the throne to him and that he must protect the Glory Sect of the Xuan Tian.
Taihuang was too terrifying. His mind was so terrifying that it was inhuman. He had no weaknesses, but on the contrary, Xi Yingqing was full of weaknesses.
Everyone in the Glory Sect of the Xuan Tian was Xi Yingqing's weakness. The survival of the Glory Sect of the Xuan Tian was also his weakness. His wife and his son were even more so.
His emotions had become his fetters, preventing him from returning to the realm of impurity.
But Taihuang did not have these. If necessary, he could even kill his daughter, Mu Wanqing, and his grandson, just to deal a blow to Xi Yingqing.
Before he left, he did not mention any threats. But if Xi Yingqing did not do as he said, Mu Wanqing and their child would probably die.
He had no idea how to deal with such an expert who had no weaknesses and no flaws.
Taihuang was even more terrifying than some of the gods and devils he had met. His state of mind was invincible!
To be enemies with such a peerless expert, one would even be suppressed to the point of collapse!
Jiang Nan finally understood how much pressure Xi Yingqing had to bear.
"Zi Chuan, go out. I need some time alone."
Xi Yingqing's expression was wooden. Suddenly, he forced a smile and said, "As the next Sect Master, the pressure you will face in the future will be even greater than mine."
Jiang Nan was silent. He took out hundreds of millions of kilograms of Demonic Elixir and handed it to Xi Yingqing. He stood up and walked out of the hall. He looked back and saw that Xi Yingqing was much more haggard than before. He seemed to be a little frail.
"Sect Master, don't die …"
"I'd rather you become another Taihuang …"
In the hall, Xi Yingqing sat silently for a long time. He sighed and quietly went to the Pure Yang Hall. With a stroke of his hand, the mystic realm opened.
He walked into the mystic realm and stood in front of a stone cliff without moving for a long time. The stone cliff was engraved with the Xuan Du Wang Qing Heavenly Book that he and Jiang Nan had deduced together, Taihuang's mental cultivation method.
To cultivate or not to cultivate?
If he cultivated, he would become like Taihuang. He would no longer have any feelings for anyone or anything. His wife, his son, his senior and junior brothers and sisters, his sect, his everything would have no place in his heart. Those people he cared about in the past would become tools in his heart. Tools that could be used. If he paid a certain price, he would not mind their life or death.
In that case, Xi Yingqing would no longer be Xi Yingqing, but another Taihuang.
If he did not cultivate, his state of mind would be broken. He would not be able to be flawless and invincible. Facing Taihuang Laozu, his chances of winning were not high. It could be said that he would die without a doubt.
After his death, Jiang Nan might not be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the Sage Sect. He could imagine how much pressure Jiang Nan would face. Dozens of Holy Lands would be eyeing him covetously, and Taixuan Shengzong would annex him.
This was a vast catastrophe, a catastrophe. The Sage Sect's three hundred thousand years of legacy would no longer exist!
"Am I going to abandon all feelings and become another Taihuang?"
He thought of Mu Wanqing's figure, the baby in swaddling clothes, and the lively figures of the Xuan Tian Sage Sect. He could not help but show some hesitation in his eyes.
Then, the scene of the past appeared in his mind again. The kind old man asked him to kneel down and accept the position of the Sect Leader of the Xuan Tian Sage Sect. He smiled and patted his head, telling him that he was going to go out and fight for a hundred years for the Sage Sect and for him.
Then, the old man left and did not return. Only the news of his death came.
The light in Xi Yingqing's eyes gradually dimmed, becoming as lifeless as a dead tree.
"Taihuang Laozu left me some time. This time is the chance for me to turn defeat into victory!"
He closed the secret realm and sat in it. In front of him was the cliff with the Heavenly Scroll of Xuan Du Wang Qing carved on it.
Jiang Nan sat alone on the roof of the Jade Cloud Palace on the Leader's Peak. The wind blew and his clothes fluttered. Taihuang broke the game and Xi Yingqing was trapped. Facing a terrifying opponent like Taihuang, Xi Yingqing had a high chance of dying.
"The only way to break the game is to save Brother Mo Luo and make Taihuang Laozu hesitate and fall into a stalemate again!"
Jiang Nan's eyes flashed. Suddenly, his clothes shook, and he floated away, heading straight for the South Sea.
At this moment, the South Sea was already littered with corpses and the Jade Platform had sunk. The death of the South Sea Founding Master and the looting of the wealth of the South Sea seemed to be a farce, a farce that Taihuang Laozu had secretly orchestrated.
However, the tragic deaths of tens of thousands of cultivators showed that this farce was not fun at all.
Jiang Nan came to the bottom of the sea, and everywhere he passed, the water automatically parted. When he came to the place where Moroshi was being suppressed, he saw a huge cage at the bottom of the sea. Moroshi's body was covered with chains formed by Dao laws, and he was trapped in the cage with his limbs spread out.
The cage was also formed by Dao laws, and it was in the shape of five fingers, trapping Moroshi here.
"Brother, you have come to see me …"
Moroshi raised his head, and his eyes were filled with anger. He roared, "Someone plotted against me, and it was most likely Taihuang. He must have secretly sunk the Jade Platform of the South Sea, and that was why I was tricked!"
Jiang Nan let out a low groan and activated the Devil Bell Tyrant Body. With three faces and eight arms, he took out eight Geomagnetic Axes and walked forward, saying, "Brother Mo Luo, don't worry, I will save you now!"
"You must not! This cage is not forged by divine gold, but the mana of the old ghost of the South Sea. Just a touch will shatter you! "
Moroshi was surprisingly calm, and he said, "This deity is not an ordinary deity, and his strength is terrifyingly strong. Even if Taihuang came, he would not be able to break this cage."
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