Chapter 1043: Chapter 1062: Schemes of All Sides
At the same time.
Eight Scenic Palace.
Daode Tianzun and Yuanshi Tianzun both looked deathly pale, their bodies trembling violently, a great, unspeakable fear overwhelming their hearts.
“How is it possible? How could he still be alive?”
“No, absolutely not. Back then, he clearly turned into mere bones and his soul scattered amidst Heaven and Earth.”
Daode Tianzun and Yuanshi Tianzun trembled and roared, the Heavenly Dao Saint Light on their bodies in utmost chaos.
“What to do? What to do?”
Yuanshi Tianzun murmured in fear, recalling the calamity Ye Xuan brought upon him back then, his inner fear reaching its peak.
“We must leave; we can’t stay here any longer. Otherwise, when he finds us here, you and I are destined to die at his hands.”
Suddenly, Daode Tianzun trembled as he spoke, calling Yuanshi Tianzun to escape rapidly, causing Yuanshi Tianzun to quickly follow, and the two Great Saints vanished entirely from the Eight Scenic Palace.
Clearly, Ye Xuan has reappeared in the world, bringing with him the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven to attack the Witch Clan. The Witch Clan is undoubtedly doomed, and the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches are bound to fall completely, which is an ironclad fact.
Once Ye Xuan deals with the Witch Clan, the next target will undoubtedly be them. If they remain in the Eight Scenic Palace, it’s tantamount to courting death.
Now, the only path of survival for the two Great Saints is to proceed to Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor’s Zixiao Palace; only by staying by Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor’s side can they protect their lives.
On the other side.
In a nameless deep mountain, Luo Hou was cultivating cross-legged, the Heavenly Punishment Halberd horizontally resting on his knees, with strands of Power of Silence Annihilation occasionally flickering on the halberd’s surface.
Luo Hou suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of extreme shock flashing in them, his pair of demonic eyes piercing the void of the universe, allowing him to see someone he most dreaded to see.
“You actually still live?”
Luo Hou’s calm demeanor instantly changed, unable to believe his own eyes.
“How can it be? How can it be?”
Luo Hou stood abruptly, his eyes bearing extremely solemn expressions, tightly gripping the Heavenly Punishment Halberd as he continuously paced back and forth.
“He clearly died with his soul scattered long ago; why has he come back to life?”
Luo Hou murmured as he trembled, fear flashing continuously in his eyes, the Red Dust Qi in utter chaos, clearly due to Ye Xuan’s reappearance, his mindset began to crumble.
“Karma… Such immense karma!”
Luo Hou rapidly pinched his fingers to calculate, and after three breaths, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his visage becoming extremely distorted.
“Red Dust Seven Difficulties, my Red Dust Seven Difficulties is actually him?”
Luo Hou trembled and roared, appearing intensely volatile, no wonder after three million years of waiting, he couldn’t encounter his Red Dust Seven Difficulties, as this calamity had manifested in Ye Xuan.
Calm, Luo Hou continuously told himself to calm down.
“Hoo!”
Luo Hou exhaled a turbid breath, finally calming down completely.
“Ye Xuan, you were supposedly plotted against by me, even if you reappear today, you remain defeated at my hands.”
“Despite stepping into the Heavenly Dao Seven Tribulations or wielding the Power of Space-Time, what can you achieve?”
Luo Hou roared hideously, a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes as he slowly caressed the Heavenly Punishment Halberd in his hand, a cold gleam streaking across the depths of his eyes.
“I’ve already initially mastered the Power of Silence Annihilation, even if you possess the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao Seven Tribulations, you are doomed to perish by my hands. Only I, Luo Hou, can become the Saint of all Saints.” Luo Hou roared in fanatic rage.
Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhen Yuanzi was sitting cross-legged beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree, Lu Ya Daoist seated beside him, though both of their faces bore the weight of extreme solemnity, especially Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes, filled with uncertainty.
“Alas!”
Zhen Yuanzi sighed deeply: “I knew it wasn’t that simple. Back then, when that figure buried him in the Bronze Ancient Coffin, I vaguely felt he wouldn’t die.”
“Brother Daoist, now you also possess the Heavenly Dao Seven Tribulations; even if he seeks revenge against you, we can simply evade him without needing to engage in a desperate fight.” Lu Ya Daoist spoke gravely.
“You don’t understand my disciple. Back then, he bestowed all his cultivation upon me, already repaying my teaching grace. The two of us are clear of debt, and he always wished to kill me. How could I possibly evade?” Zhen Yuanzi spoke bitterly.
“Brother Daoist, do you not have the confidence to overcome him?” Lu Ya Daoist’s face slightly changed.
“Through these three million years, my cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao Seven Tribulations, but my disciple has cultivated into the Power of Space-Time. If it truly comes to a fight of life and death, I certainly won’t be his opponent.” Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and sighed.
“Then… then won’t we both perish at his hands?” Lu Ya Daoist’s face drastically changed.
“Not necessarily. As long as I overcome the Heavenly Dao Eighth Tribulation, I can fully suppress him, but as of now, I haven’t sensed the eighth tribulation.” Zhen Yuanzi furrowed his brow.
“We should temporarily lay low; it’s the only method for now.”
Zhen Yuanzi pondered for a long time and finally made the decision, confronting Ye Xuan now would be seeking death; only by avoiding Ye Xuan and planning afterwards is the right move.
“Alright, I follow Brother Daoist’s advice.” Lu Ya Daoist nodded slowly.
Rumble!
Wuzhuang Temple shook violently, a brilliance flashed, and it mysteriously vanished from Longevity Mountain.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
On a withered star, Ziwei Heavenly Emperor sat cross-legged, a trace of sorrow on his face and a hint of relief in his eyes.
“Brother, I knew you wouldn’t die so easily, and I’ve always awaited your return. I don’t think it will be long before we meet again.”
Ziwei Heavenly Emperor casually crushed the Jade Scroll sent by Zhen Yuanzi, his entire being silent, like an unmoving boulder, for he believed Ye Xuan would shortly find him, and he would wait there for Ye Xuan’s arrival.
Netherworld Blood Sea.
Minghe Ancestor laughed maniacally as he walked out, having endured for three million years, he could finally stop cowering in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
North Sea seabed.
Kunpeng trembled in terror, for back then, he fled during life and death at the Heavenly Court, and now that Ye Xuan reappeared, how could he let him go?
Not only was Kunpeng terrified, but even at the far ends of the starry sky, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad was shivering, so much so that even the freshly refined Nine Revolutions Golden Pill turned to nothing.
Escape!
Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad didn’t even collect the Furnace of Eight Trigrams, fleeing like a stray dog, for he knew Ye Xuan would not spare him.
“Zixiao Palace, only by entering Zixiao Palace can I preserve my life.”
As the Good Corpse of Daode Tianzun’s avatar, he also shared the memories of Daode Tianzun, knowing only Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor could shelter him now.
For a time, all forces moved, Ye Xuan’s return disturbed the winds and clouds of Heaven and Earth, all past grievances from three million years ago are to be settled today.