C3278 It's Dangerous
It's dangerous.
"Ladies, Brother Monkey and Yang Jian's confidantes are in the New Desolate World. Let's go and bring them to the Qingxue Universe Group and protect them well so that they can cultivate properly."
In the Qingxue Universe Group, Hsiang Yang's First Devil clone found the ladies with a smile on his face.
"Wow, their confidantes."
"In the Pangu Chaos World, the two Chaos Saint warriors who have proved their Dao with their strength are the best friends of the most powerful beings in the Saint Realm. Who is so lucky to have their love?"
"Let's go and take a look."
... ""
When the girls heard Hsiang Yang's words, they were immediately curious. Thus, a group of people left the Qingxue Universe Group with the help of Hsiang Yang's First Devil Avatar. They were sent directly to the New Chaotic World to find Monkey Sun and Yang Jian's best friends.
Naturally, Yang Jian and Monkey Sun didn't know that Hsiang Yang's First Devil Avatar and his women had already left for the New Chaotic World. At this moment, both of their faces had turned red. Even Monkey Sun felt embarrassed to speak to them.
Hsiang Yang laughed, feeling that this was really interesting. Even Yang Jian and Monkey Sun had found their true love.
However, he was really happy in his heart.
At this moment, a loud boom was heard. Hsiang Yang's father had completely integrated with the Great Dao of Chaos. He began to summon the River of Fate, preparing to take away his body from the River of Fate.
"I have something to do. I have to leave now."
Hsiang Yang only had time to say something before he vanished with a thought.
Rumble!
At the same time, a loud rumble was heard. A vast and boundless River of Fate that came from nowhere and flowed to an unknown place appeared above Hsiang Yang's father.
The River of Fate was rolling and flowing, and it carried an incomparably profound aura.
All the Sub Saint warriors had shocked expressions on their faces. Although they knew that they had to obtain thousands of lives from the River of Fate in order to become a Saint, they still couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. However, not many of them had truly become a Saint in the past countless years. Most of them had never seen what the River of Fate looked like.
"So, this is the River of Fate. Summoning the body of ten thousand generations from the River of Fate to fuse with the body of ten thousand generations to become one's self. This is the true Chaos Saint."
As countless of people were enlightened, Hsiang Yang's father's Primordial Spirit leapt into the air. In an instant, he arrived above the River of Fate. He looked down at the River of Fate below. He had a feeling that there was a Qi that was connected to his bloodline in the River of Fate, and there was also a pair of very familiar eyes looking at him.
He couldn't help but blink, "Could it be that everyone who becomes a Saint will have this feeling?"
"Of course not."
At this time, a voice with a smile sounded from the bottom of the river of River of Fate.
"What?"
Hsiang Yang's father's facial expression changed dramatically. There was actually another voice in River of Fate. Could it be that there really was a living creature? But why had he never heard of it before?
"Senior is?"
He carefully looked at the River of Fate, and almost forgot to fish up his body.
"Cut the crap. Quickly take your body out from the River of Fate. Otherwise, it will be too late to cry after the River of Fate disappears."
Hsiang Yang said with a snort.
"Yes, thank you for your reminder, senior."
Hsiang Yang's father bowed respectfully, then he started to use the Expulsion skill to retrieve his Thousand World Body from the River of Fate.
During this process, Hsiang Yang, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the river, watched as countless rays of light jumped out from the river of the River of Fate. When he swam towards his father's Primordial Spirit, he didn't show any happiness on his face. Instead, he frowned and opened the Book of Destiny.
"His father's appearance has yet to appear. In other words, he is unable to become a saint. This is impossible."
At this moment, Hsiang Yang's expression became very ugly.
Whether it was First Ancestor Of Hsiang Family becoming a saint or the Vermilion Bird Princess becoming a saint, or even Sanxiao and Mo Xian, their figures were all recorded in the Book of Destiny, but his father actually didn't.
However, his father had already successfully obtained ten thousand lifetimes.
What was the reason that made his father unable to be recorded in the book? Was it because he was destined to not become a saint?
No, it was impossible.
"Could it be dangerous?"
At this moment, Hsiang Yang's facial expression changed dramatically.
The Book of Destiny was very mysterious. It could sense whether the opponent could become a Saint or not. If the opponent was destined to become a Saint, it would appear in the Book of Destiny. If he couldn't become a Saint, he wouldn't be able to appear.
Currently, his father had already completed the other steps and started the last step. If he still couldn't become a saint, then the only explanation was that his father's life was in danger.
"Is he an expert from Panyu Chaos World or something?"
Hsiang Yang's face was filled with contemplation as he said coldly, "No matter who it is, I will kill you for daring to attack my father."
As he spoke, his mind moved and the Myriad Tribulation Bell appeared in front of him. Lao Wan's figure appeared in front of the Myriad Tribulation Bell.
"Lao Wan, go and protect my father. Even if your existence is exposed, you don't have to worry about it. You have to protect my father." Hsiang Yang said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Boss. Don't worry. The Myriad Tribulation Bell is here. Your father is here." Lao Wan said in a deep voice.
As he said that, Hsiang Yang flicked his finger. The Myriad Tribulation Bell turned into a ray of light and quietly disappeared into the void.
"The Myriad Tribulation Bell is a supreme treasure comparable to a Half-step Ruler. Its defense is unparalleled. It is definitely not something that an ordinary person can deal with. Even if it was an old man like Hong Jun, he wouldn't be able to destroy his father's Primordial Spirit with a single strike. This way, it will be much safer. "
Hsiang Yang said in a low voice.
"Boss, you still have a physical body."
At this time, the Xiao Ling's voice came out from Hsiang Yang's dantian.
"That's right, there might be a problem with the physical body."
Hsiang Yang's facial expression changed. He hurriedly took out the Universe Creation Cauldron as well. The Xiao Ling was ready. He said to Hsiang Yang, "Don't worry, boss. Leave the body to me. I will definitely ensure the safety of the old master's body."
"Alright."
Hsiang Yang nodded. The Xiao Ling entered the Universe Creation Cauldron and disappeared into the void.
Only after doing this did Hsiang Yang heave a sigh of relief. With these two treasures that had already surpassed the Primal Chaos, they were now advancing towards the Half-step Ruler, protecting his father's Primordial Spirit and body. They could ensure that his father's Primordial Spirit and body were safe and sound.
"Since my father isn't in the Book of Destiny, I'll add it myself."
Hsiang Yang sneered. He took out the God Slaying Sword and inserted it into the bottom of the river of River of Fate. Then, he sat cross-legged and opened the Book of Destiny. Then, he started drawing on the page behind the Vermilion Bird Princess.
"With my identity as the master of River of Fate, I must draw my father's figure on the Book of Destiny."
Hsiang Yang's face carried a solemn expression. He gathered his strength on his fingertip and began to draw.
Rumble!
At the same time, Hsiang Yang's father, who was fishing for the body of ten thousand lifetimes, went very smoothly in the beginning. However, he suddenly discovered that the River of Fate was surging with waves, as if something was about to happen. His facial expression couldn't help but change, "What's going on? Could it be that something is going to happen in the River of Fate?"
"Don't worry about it. You should take care of your own body."
The familiar voice sounded again at the bottom of the river. Hsiang Yang's father felt a little relieved after hearing it. He heaved a sigh of relief and quickly bowed, "Thank you, senior."
At this moment, at the bottom of the river of River of Fate, Hsiang Yang had no time to feel his father's respect for him. He was drawing with all his strength.
This was not the first time he had drawn on the Book of Destiny. However, what surprised him was that it seemed to be even more difficult to draw this time.
"I don't believe it."
His gaze was filled with a hint of viciousness. Not only did his body erupt with energy, but also... And forced out his own blood as a pen, using his own blood essence as ink, he began to carve his father's appearance on it, one stroke at a time.
Around him, the River of Fate was filled with turbulent waves. A powerful aura burst out from it. However, when these waves were about to approach Hsiang Yang... The God Slaying Sword unleashed a terrifying killing intent and sword Qi, instantly suppressing the River of Fate.
After the God Slaying Sword integrated with the sword embryo in the Great Void Land, a mysterious and unpredictable change had occurred. Currently, the God Slaying Sword was no weaker than the Universe Creation Cauldron and the Myriad Tribulation Bell in terms of level. Furthermore, it was still evolving.
The power of this sword was unparalleled. After being stimulated, it recovered on its own and instantly suppressed the River of Fate.
In this way, whether it was Hsiang Yang painting or his father fishing for the Thousand Era Body, they were all completed very smoothly.
At the same time, when Hsiang Yang was protecting his father's Primordial Spirit and body with the Myriad Tribulation Bell and Universe Creation Cauldron, although no one else noticed it, all the Chaos Holy Sovereign and Chaos Saint could sense it.
Especially Chi Xueyun, who was the closest to Hsiang Yang's father, frowned, "Little Yang's treasure is protecting Xiao Lang, why is that? Could it be dangerous? "
At this moment, Chi Xueyun's expression changed drastically, as if she was facing a great enemy.
Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun also frowned and said in a low voice, "How did Hsiang Yang determine that his father would be in danger? But, even I didn't sense any danger coming."
Given the strength of a Daofather, if there was any danger, he would have sensed it a long time ago.
"Perhaps that kid was just nervous. After all, he's his biological father."
After that, Daoism Ancestor Hong Jun shook his head slightly, not too bothered by it.
"Universe Creation Cauldron, Myriad Tribulation Bell... These two supreme treasures have actually advanced a step further."
At this time, regardless of whether it was the Three Purities or the Western Buddhist Sect, when they sensed these two supreme treasures, their expressions immediately changed.
These two supreme treasures were once at the level of Chaotic Supreme Treasures, but now, they had actually advanced a step further. What level of treasure was that?
At this moment, even the Supreme Elder of the Three Purities, Wuwei, revealed an incomparably shocked expression.
However, although they were shocked, they didn't dare to fight for it. After Hsiang Yang's identity was exposed, the more Saint Level and above experts in Pangu Chaos World wouldn't dare to do anything to him.
Monkey Sun and Yang Jian exchanged a glance at each other at this moment, then they prepared themselves. They had lived and died together with Hsiang Yang in Divine Realm, and Hsiang Yang had even helped them become Saints. In this period of time, they had a very deep understanding of Hsiang Yang. They knew that Hsiang Yang would never allow two supreme treasures to protect his father's Primordial Spirit and physique for no reason.
As long as there was any attack, the two of them would attack immediately.
Similarly, the Vermilion Bird Princess, Sanxiao and Hei Mei were puzzled, but they were prepared for it.
At this time, on the River of Fate, Hsiang Yang's father's Primordial Spirit had completely retrieved all of the Thousand Era Bodies back into his body. His surroundings had even blossomed with incomparably brilliant light, and a mighty divine might had erupted.
At this moment, Hsiang Yang had completely finished painting. He drew the image of his father on top of the Book of Destiny, but what made his face change drastically was that the image was a little blurry, as if it would disappear at any time.
"Not yet. What's going on?"2
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