620: C620 Heaven's Desolation

C620 Heaven's Desolation

The cultivators of the Northwest Alliance thanked Meng Xuan once again, and the way the few female cultivators looked at Meng Xuan had already changed. For a small deity to gain the favor of the Immortal King, what kind of blessing was this?

Emperor Xu and the others, as well as the thirty-six Immortal mountains and seventy-two floating islands, all looked deeply at Meng Xuan, their eyes filled with complicated expressions.

"May I ask where in the Northwest Alliance is Teacher Meng from?" The Scarlet Emperor walked over and asked, his tone carrying a sense of respect. Compared to the Middle Kingdom, the Northwest Alliance was insignificant, but that was only in comparison. In fact, the Northwestern Alliance's territory was vast. On the White Emperor Continent, there were many floating islands in the sea, the Hongwu Dynasty, and so on.

Meng Xuan smiled as he shook his head. "There's no need to go into details. You all cultivate well in the sea of the starry sky."

Most of the people in the Great Precious Tree Sect had already retreated, and Immortal King Mo Yue had also arranged for the Northwest Alliance to enter the Heavenly God Academy.

Old man Ke walked over and said, "Actually, you can arrange for it to be in my Corner Immortal Courtyard."

Meng Xuan shook his head. "It's too dangerous. I'm being watched by countless pairs of eyes. Dragon Lake Kingdom, Atlantis, Northern Sea Giant Demons, the Lava Giants all have their own immortal kings, so they might not be too afraid of Immortal King Mo Yue. If they were to launch an attack, I'm afraid even the Corridor Immortal Courtyard would not be able to protect me. "

The Western Orthodoxy had yet to be completely born, and their people were also living in poverty. At the moment, the number of cultivators who had transformed into the Western Gods was increasing. Once a conflict broke out, the Western Orthodoxy would definitely summon the gods to return.

"The heavens are in chaos!" Meng Xuan muttered to himself.

There was still a month before the opening of the sea. During this month, Meng Xuan had been consolidating his cultivation base. His cultivation speed was like a thousand miles in a day. In just a short month, his family had already stepped into the fifth step, and if he were to truly erupt, he would be able to fight against a sixth step divine spirit. If this cultivation speed were to be announced, it would definitely shock many people.

On this day, Meng Xuan and Hong stood in the air, developing old man Ke's [Nameless] supreme Heaven Shaking Dragon Scripture. Although it was still difficult for it to shake that Creation Immortal artifact, the two of them persevered.

It still landed on the two of them, causing them to be enveloped in a layer of multicolored light.

"The Transcendent has mutated." Meng Xuan was currently in the middle of his cultivation. Three Tombs had actually taken the initiative to knock open the Universe Crystal, and was currently informing Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan stopped moving. "What's going on?"

Within the dust vortex. Three Tombs held within his hands a glass bottle made from Bi'an Godbone. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at the corpse. Suddenly, the body of the corpse began to glow, and an endless amount of blood started to flow out from its cross section, staining the entire space red.

Then, a terrifying life force arose from the Transcendent cultivator.

That aura was too terrifying. Even though the Three Tombs were standing far away, the defenses around them were shaken. Cracks appeared on their bodies and they almost collapsed where they stood.

Quickly after, indescribable fury soared into the sky. It was hatred that could destroy all living things in the world. It was extremely terrifying.

The Glazed Caverns abruptly shone as they protected Three Graveyard within them. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the corpse. His aura was like a receding tide, and he was still lying there, as though he was in the endless primal chaos. Then, he slowly raised his left arm and activated some kind of sacred art on his chest.

"The Transcendents are resuming their training. Prepare to return." Three Graves said.

Meng Xuan's heart skipped a beat. If a Transcendent were to fully recover, who would be able to stop it?

Three Zones continued to stare at the Transcendent. After a long time, one of the corpse's eyes opened and it sat down in the lotus position. An indescribable resentment appeared once more.

Following that, three thousand clumps of light appeared around his body. Every clump of light was jumping around like a small universe. He seemed to be unable to see the three tombs as he slowly caressed the clumps of light. "My three thousand scriptures of Dao are still there …"

The transcender mumbled to himself as he half stood up. As he stood up, the entire world trembled. Whether it was the Middle Land, the Western Orthodoxy, or the Northwest Alliance, in short, the entire Third Heaven had gone dark for a while.

Many powerful divine senses descended from the heavens to investigate this place, but to no avail.

"Everyone has their original sins, stop me from reviving." Half of his body was talking to himself, and his words fell into Three Zones' ears.

"His resentment is too terrifying, but his cultivation is still not that high. He's only equivalent to a deity. He should have been killed by now." Three Graves said.

In the Nine Heavenly Layers, Immortal King Mo Yue was currently confronting the foreign invaders. Upon sensing their auras, her countenance underwent a drastic change, "Has the foreign invaders given birth to yet another immortal?"

The Orthodoxy of the West. The Others. The Exotic Demons. All twelve of them were True Immortals.

But in the Middle Earth, there was nothing.

If there were not the Four Righteous Gods in the Middle Kingdom and the Twelve Lives Shade Battle Team protecting them, they would have been destroyed long ago. Originally, the balance could have been maintained, but if the alien race gained yet another True Immortal, that balance would have been broken.0

"He should be the Deities of the past. He's about to be resurrected." Immortal King Mo Yue murmured.

Immortal King Night Tuo stood beside Immortal King Mo Yue, and his eyes were extremely serious. "Back then, when the Immortals were preparing to transcend this realm, a change occurred. Half of their bodies had turned into dirt, which was the Northwest Alliance. His flesh and blood turned into mountains, rivers, sun, moon, lake, and sea. On his fur, countless creatures of the Central Earth Alliance and the Northwest Alliance were born. He must find half of his body! "

"The great calamity has arrived." The immortal king sighed.

Suddenly, his body trembled because she felt an extremely cold gaze land on her from far away. It was the gaze of a true Immortal, one of the Outsider Heavenly Demons who stared coldly at her.

"Wait." The Transcendent King, who had once been bombarded by a cannon, appeared. He looked straight into the eyes of the immortal king, "The Four Divine Arrays won't be able to protect you for long."

Even a true Immortal would not be forced into such a passive position in the Midland.

"In the starry sky sea, the 12 Paragons must appear as soon as possible. Whoever becomes the King of the Echelon will be able to command a special team. The twelve special troops of the Lifestyle team are grouped together, and the mutant king dares not approach. " Immortal King Ye Tuo said.

The immortal king only felt his heart clogging up. There were no immortals in this world. All these years, he had been relying on brute force.

There was another realm between an Immortal King and a Transcendent cultivator – true Immortals. Even though he had just been slain, it was only a matter of time before he would be given time to transform back into a Transcendent cultivator. In other words, no matter how weak an Ascendant was, they would still be able to become an Immortal.

If another True Immortal appeared in the Third Universe, then the balance between the Nine Layered Heavens of the Middle Earth, the Infernal domain, and the pagans of the Three Realms's Orthodoxy would be broken in an instant.

"Go intercept him." A cold glint appeared in Immortal King Ye Tuo's eyes, but he then sighed to himself.

This was because he wasn't able to kill Immortals. Every time he died, his resentment would increase. Moreover, he had three thousand dao realms. Those were three thousand small worlds, and no one knew where they were. He could freely enter, but the others could not.

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