Chapter 602

Xuanyang was a big city in the middle and south of China. The streets were bustling with people and mechanisms. People were whispering to each other, laughing and talking about the major events in the world.

The fake Su Meng came back from his thoughts and frowned. When he wasn't paying attention to the outside world, he vaguely heard the name Su Meng.

Su Meng gave pointers on the sword art of the world, the five sects, the Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword, the Taishang Demon, and the Multi-Eyed Heavenly King had aroused his curiosity and cautiousness.

What did he do? The fake Su Meng decided to pay attention to this matter, so he extended his divine sense and spread his spirit to sense the surrounding language.

At this moment, his vision darkened. The snowstorm came, covering the sky and isolating the surroundings.

In the midst of the falling snowflakes, with the fake Su Meng as the center, twelve stone pillars were erected. They were barbaric and evil, as if they weren't a product of this era.

As soon as the stone pillars were erected, evil spirits filled the air, penetrating through the layers of the Nine Serenities and shrouding the fake Su Meng. The Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword, whose face was as white as snow, floated in the air, holding the demonic sword in his hand.

"Let's see how you escape this time!"

A Divine Immortal? The fake Su Meng was at a loss. He had just arrived and acted cautiously. He hadn't done anything, not even revealed his strength. How did he provoke a terrifying enemy of the Divine Immortal level?

"Brother, have you mistaken me for someone else?" The fake Su Meng blurted out. At the same time, he operated his mystic arts. His exposed skin turned pale golden, full of immortality and indelibility.

The Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword snorted, "Mistaken me for someone else? Su Meng, I'll recognize you even if you turn into ashes! Do you want to get away with it? "

He suddenly said softly, "You've advanced to an Earth Immortal? No wonder, no wonder you didn't hide your tracks. There was a trap. Fortunately, I borrowed the twelve ancient pillars and set up the Ancient Celestial Demon Killing Formation. Any trap is useless. You won't be able to escape today! "

Su Meng? Advanced to an Earth Immortal? Was it his fault? The fake Su Meng shuddered and understood the reason. He immediately shouted, "I'm not Su Meng! I'm fake … "

Before he finished speaking, the bloody light came down together, and the illusions and reality collapsed together. The Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword had already activated the Great Blood Fiend Formation and slashed out with the Primal Beginning Demonic Sword.

The fake Su Meng Eight-Nine Mysteries was not pure. He managed to resist for a while before the pale gold was completely corroded. His vision quickly darkened.

"I … I'm not Su Meng …"

His grievance reverberated in the Blood Immortal Formation.

After the Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword succeeded, he frowned because he felt that something was wrong. Su Meng, who had a Celestial Level Celestial Weapon, should not be this weak.

As the blood-red light dissipated, he saw the fake Su Meng's body crumble and turn into a strand of white monkey hair, turning into ashes inch by inch.

"White Immortal?" The Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword looked solemn, "Su Meng is a monkey. He used the White Hair as a fake to distract the Demonic Sect?"

But a White Hair could turn into an Earth Immortal. What level was Su Meng's real cultivation?

Even a Divine Immortal couldn't do it!

Maybe it was done by his master or backer?

The Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword was shocked. He felt that Mengqi was more mysterious and terrifying than he expected!

He didn't notice any signs of ambush, so he was calm.

In the gap between the Snow Wind Realm and the Real World, the void was wriggling and overlapping. There seemed to be two figures hiding, watching the battle between the Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword and the fake Su Meng.

"A White Hair?" one of the figures said in Ren Qiushui's voice.

The Su Meng I know is just a strand of white hair?

The other figure sighed, "It's not Su Meng. It's a fake body. His real body isn't here."

"So the mighty person behind him is Yuan Hong of Golden Turtle Island. No wonder he could enter the World of Gods and find the Aquamarine Palace. Speaking of which, the Daoist heard from Maitreya Buddha that Yuan Hong was trying to refine an Aquamarine Palace. Now that I think about it, it might not be refining, but repairing."

"Yuan Hong of Golden Turtle Island?" Ren Qiushui was confused.

"It's normal that you don't know about the Legendary Realm. Yuan Hong is the Great Sage of the Demon Clan who had been through the World of Gods. At that time, he was on good terms with the Jie Sect. Later on, he took the descendants of Yin Shang Dynasty to occupy Golden Turtle Island. After the demon chaos ended, he hid at the end of Donghai and stayed in seclusion." The old voice explained, "He was at the peak of the Legendary Realm in the past. I'm afraid he has entered the Creation Realm now. This matter has to be considered at length."

Ren Qiushui nodded slightly and came to a realization. There was indeed a mighty person of the Legendary Realm or even the Creation Realm behind Su Meng!

…

In the ruins of the Heavenly Court, the Devil Master Han Guang sat under the red door with his eyes half closed. He looked dignified like a real Celestial Emperor.

Mengqi was shocked and stopped in his tracks subconsciously. The Devil Master really came to Jade Emperor Mountain?

Previously when he broke into Xuantian Sect and returned empty-handed, didn't it mean that the Time Blade didn't recognize him? To the Time Blade, if it didn't recognize him now, it wouldn't recognize him even if he returned to the past. Yet, Han Guang still didn't give up?

Was this the legendary way of pestering?

At this moment, he realized that the grey-robed Ananda had also stopped in his tracks. Like the Sage of Arithmetic and Bi Jingxuan, he looked at the Devil Master.

That's not right. Ananda was just a mark. He responded differently according to the course of history. At this moment, shouldn't he ignore the Devil Master who didn't belong to the original history?

Or did he really encounter something here back then? Or was the appearance of the Devil Master here originally part of the previous history?

Thinking of this, the guess of the cycle of cause and effect made Mengqi's head a little swollen.

Suddenly, Han Guang opened his eyes. There seemed to be an illusory long river flowing in his eyes, causing the surrounding time to slow down.

He stood up slowly. His speed seemed to be very fast against the flow of time. In an instant, he was already standing upright. He ignored Mengqi, the Sage of Arithmetic, and Bi Jingxuan, and looked at Ananda in the air.

Pa!

The waves of light were stirred up into a vortex. The surrounding time and space became chaotic. Even if a Man Fairy fell into it, his lifespan would be consumed quickly.

Han Guang took a step forward and opened his mouth. He said majestically,

"Why did you betray me?"

The voice was thick but light, like the flowing water that was filled with the dust of time. It was completely different from the voice of the Devil Master that Mengqi knew!

This … could it be the voice of the Celestial Ruler? Could it be that the Devil Master was possessed by the Celestial Ruler's obsession in the ruins of the Heavenly Court? Mengqi was shocked.

The head of the five ancient emperors, the big shot that dominated the Mythological Era, still had the remnants of the obsession?

Different from the doubts of the Sage of Arithmetic and Bi Jingxuan, Mengqi clearly knew that the Celestial Ruler wasn't asking Ananda, but the God of Thunder!

The grey-robed Ananda listened to the question quietly. The sorrow on his face suddenly dissipated, and the feeling of being an eminent monk, Bodhisattva, and Arhat became thin. Something in his body seemed to have been released and revived because of this question.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he smiled gently.

"Because …"

Before his voice died away, he had already revealed the Golden Body of Ananda. A huge glaze Buddha palm stretched out, and layers of Buddhist Kingdom descended, covering Han Guang.