Chapter 1765: Chapter 950: The Ancestor’s Wisdom
Earth Core Space, Chaos slowly rotates like a celestial body, and large swathes of brilliant aurora gather along with it.
In the blink of an eye, a giant star ring forms outside the chaos, its light as solid as substance.
Zhao Sheng was about to bow and offer congratulations to the ancestor for the great merit acplished!
But before he could speak, the chaos body suddenly shrank, then explosively unleashed an earth-shattering, overwhelming pressure.
“Hmph, courting death!”
In the empty Earth Core Space, a cold snort suddenly resounded, filled with infinite killing intent.
The next moment, the chaos body swelled to a hundred zhang in size, and then dozens of tentacles shot out, piercing through the void in an instant, extending to unknown destinations.
Chaos, a blood descendant of the Primordial Clan, manipulating gravity is just one of its innate talents.
It possesses other unimaginable innate abilities, such as observing the movement trajectories of celestial bodies within its known range.
These star trajectories, difficult to perceive directly, construct a plex and unfathomable gravitational wave diagram.
Even a Tribulation Crossing Venerable cannot directly “sense” this gravitational wave diagram.
Yet in Chaos’s unique perception, the diagram is crystal clear, with every detail visible!
It was precisely because of “seeing” that some stellar heavens’ movements had long deviated from their normal trajectories that Zhao Xuanjing suddenly sensed something was wrong.
Then, within one-millionth of a moment, he discovered more signs of human manipulation.
In an instant, as if just waking up from a dream, Zhao Xuanjing realized that the multiple stars aligning phenomenon was caused artificially.
Upon realizing this, he became furious, Chaos’s tentacles extended along the gravitational wave diagram, and instantly launched a thunderous strike.
While Zhao Xuanjing was acting in anger, seated in the Pure Light Realm and in the Spring Birth Realm, Flowing River Realm, and other Thirty-Three Star Heavens, the various “Star Lords” were pletely unaware of the impending disaster.
Within the Pure Light Realm, a grand and magnificent White Jade Palace stood high above the Cloud Sea, with Immortal Cranes and Simurgh Phoenixes circling above the palace, occasionally letting out melodious and pleasant cries.
Inside the White Jade Palace, an elderly Taoist, with an air of immortality, sat cross-legged at the center of a nine-layered platform, and before him floated a square, radiant seal.
The Taoist’s hair and beard fluttered, his whole body enveloped in a layer of hazy bright light, constantly emanating potent law fluctuations.
This person’s Dao title is Dongyang Hermit, once a loose cultivator, later successfully joined the Mystic Sky Sect, and since then his path has been smooth, breaking through to Returning to Void in only fourteen hundred years.
Today, Dongyang Hermit has long cultivated to the peak of the Returning to Void Realm, and years ago successfully took the post of Star Lord of the Pure Light Realm.
However, nobody knows the true identity of Dongyang Hermit, which turns out to be an incarnation of the Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord.
While Dongyang Hermit was in harmony with heaven and earth, lost in a state of selflessness, a pitch-black tentacle suddenly emerged from the void, lightning-fast wrapping around his Golden Body.
Dongyang Hermit was terrified, instinctively struggling with all his might, but the tentacle’s power was unimaginably huge, far beyond what he could withstand.
Soon, Dongyang Hermit felt a spinning sensation, then was dragged into a pitch-dark, cramped space where he couldn’t see his fingers.
The next moment, the pitch-black tentacle abruptly retracted, and the torn void quickly healed. By now, the palace was already deserted.
While Dongyang Hermit met his disaster, thirty-two other unfortunates shared his fate.
Although these thirty-three Star Lords have cultivation above Returning to Void, in front of the newly formed Chaos Body of Zhao Xuanjing, they still had no power to resist.
…
In the Earth Core Space, Zhao Sheng watched helplessly as one by one, these glamorous “unfortunates” were dragged back by the tentacles.
All thirty-three Returning to Void Star Lords were trapped in space-time bubbles, their Primordial Spirit and mana sealed, pletely stripped of any resistance.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng asked hesitantly: “Ancestor, who are these people…?”
As soon as the words fell, an angry voice suddenly echoed in the Earth Heart Cave Heaven: “Hmph, it’s these scoundrels wreaking havoc secretly! However…they’re merely the pawns in the open, the true mastermind must be someone else.”
Zhao Sheng felt a chill in his heart upon hearing this, countless thoughts immediately surfaced in his mind.
While deliberating, a sudden change occurred!
The faces of those trapped in the space-time bubbles twisted into bizarre and sinister smiles simultaneously.
The next instant, these thirty-three Returning to Void cultivators unexpectedly lost their breaths at the same time.
“Curse it!”
A roar of rage suddenly rang out, and the thirty-three corpses were quickly expelled.
At this moment, Zhao Xuanjing, infuriated, shouted: “Chonghe, e up and identify these villains.”
Zhao Sheng responded, slowly flying over the corpses, soon spotting seven or eight somewhat familiar faces.
After one breath, he suddenly stopped before Dongyang Hermit’s corpse, his expression extremely grim.
“Ancestor, is this person from the Pure Light Realm?” Zhao Sheng asked in a murderous tone.
Zhao Xuanjing immediately replied: “You’re correct! Do you know this person’s identity?”
Zhao Sheng did not answer directly, but instead said solemnly: “I think… the ancestor must also have guessed who the mastermind is, right?”
Zhao Xuanjing suddenly fell silent, countless tentacles also halted in their tracks.
After a long while, he finally spoke again: “Indeed! This old man has already identified the mastermind.”
Before he could reveal the mastermind’s name, Zhao Sheng spoke first: “Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord…isn’t it?”
“Besides it, this old man can’t think of anyone in this realm who could control so many Returning Void cultivators simultaneously.”
“The ancestor may not know, but I once had a wager with the Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord. The stake I offered was the position of Star Lord of the Pure Light Realm. In the end, it took the stake, and I got what I wanted.”
At this point, Zhao Sheng pointed to Dongyang Hermit’s corpse and continued: “And this person… is the latest Star Lord of the Pure Light Realm.”
“Hmph, everything was indeed Zizai Heaven’s tricks in the shadows! This old man will never let it off.” Zhao Xuanjing, having heard, was instantly furious, murder intent filling the Grotto Heaven.
Zhao Sheng suddenly became extremely calm, immediately advising: “Ancestor, please calm down. The Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord has countless incarnations. If we can’t find its true body, it’s almost impossible to kill it.
Furthermore, this fellow is backed by the Alien Demon Clan. Once we move against it, we could quickly provoke the Alien Demon Clan Holy Venerable. Hence you and I must plan carefully.”
“What’s a Holy Venerable to me! This old man is not the same as before; if a battle really breaks out, who wins or loses is still unknown.” Zhao Xuanjing stated confidently.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng was overjoyed. It seems that the power of chaos is even more terrifying than imagined!
“Ancestor, do not act impulsively, the Alien Demon Clan’s foundation is unfathomable, and Holy Venerables parable to True Immortals are more than one. Though you fear nothing, two fists can’t catch four hands! Thus, it’s better to plan carefully.”
Hearing this, Zhao Xuanjing could only sigh and say: “Alright, this enmity I’ll remember for now, and one day, it will be returned tenfold.”
“Ancestor, wise indeed!” Zhao Sheng said immediately, praising.
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