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 dare to not hide your tracks. It turns out that there is indeed a trap. Fortunately, I borrowed the twelve Desolate Ancient Pillars and laid down the Immemorial Fiendgod Blood Fiend Formation. No trap will work. You can't 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 a 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's Eight-Nine Mysteries was not pure. After resisting for a while, the pale gold was completely corroded, and his vision quickly turned pitch-black.
"I, I'm not Su Meng …"
His stubbornness and grievance echoed in the Blood Fiend Formation.
After the Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword succeeded, he frowned. He felt that something was wrong. Su Meng, who possessed a Heavenly Immortal grade weapon, should not be this weak.
As the blood-colored light dissipated, he saw the fake Su Meng's body crumbling apart, turning into a strand of white monkey hair that turned to dust.
"Transformed from white hair?" The Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword's expression became unusually solemn. "Su Meng's original body is a monkey, and he used white hair to transform into a fake body to divert the Demonic Sect's pursuit?"
But a strand of white hair could actually transform into an Earth Immortal. What level was Su Meng's real cultivation?
Even a Divine Immortal couldn't do this!
Perhaps it was done by his master or backer?
The Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword was quite shocked and horrified. He felt that Mengqi was more mysterious and terrifying than he had expected!
He did not discover any signs of an ambush, so his behavior was still considered 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, peeping at the battle between the Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword and the fake Su Meng.
"A strand of white hair?" Ren Qiushui's voice came from one of the figures.
The Su Meng that I know is just a strand of white hair?
The other figure sighed and said, "It's not Su Meng. It's a fake body. His original body is not here."
"So the mighty person behind him is Yuan Hong of the 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 the Golden Turtle Island?" Ren Qiushui was puzzled.
"It's normal that you don't know about the Legendary Realm. Yuan Hong is the Great Sage of the demon race who had experienced the apotheosis. At that time, he was on good terms with the Jie Sect. Later on, he brought the descendants of the Shang Dynasty to occupy the Golden Turtle Island. After the demon chaos ended, he hid at the end of Donghai and stayed in seclusion." The old voice explained, "Back then, he was at the peak of the Legendary Realm. Now, I'm afraid he has entered the Creation Realm. This matter has to be considered at length."
Ren Qiushui nodded slightly and suddenly realized that 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 the Jade Emperor Mountain?
Previously, he broke into the Xuantian Sect and returned empty-handed. Didn't it mean that the Time Blade didn't recognize him? To the Time Blade, it wouldn't recognize him even if it didn't recognize him now. 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 a 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, making the time around him slow down.
He stood up slowly. His speed was very fast against the flow of time. In an instant, he was already standing. He ignored Mengqi, the Sage of Arithmetic and Bi Jingxuan and looked at Ananda in the air.
Pa!
The ripples were stirred up into a whirlpool. 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 not light. It was like 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 bigshot who dominated the Mythological Era, still had the remnant 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. The feeling of being an eminent monk and a Bodhisattva Arhat became thin. Something in his body seemed to have been released and revived because of this question.
The corners of his mouth curled up as he smiled softly.
"Because …"
Before he finished his sentence, he had already revealed the Golden Body of Ananda. A huge glaze Buddha palm stretched out. Layers of Buddhist Kingdom descended and shrouded Han Guang.
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