On Miracle Temple Mountain,
The colorful light gradually rged with the night, dissipating.
People's thoughts returned to themselves, looking bewilderedly at those around them.
"I just had a dream."
"I dreamt about you."
"So did I."
The ordinary people were confused, but those of higher cultivation looked up at the strange statue in the temple.
Could it be that our thoughts were truly unified and transported to another world just now?
Was the Liu Jun we saw there real?
And what were those two terrifying figures behind Liu Jun?
Even if countless questions flooded their minds, no one could provide answers.
But one thing could be confird.
The colorful light was real.
Everyone indeed had the sa dream.
And the statue was not lifeless; it was alive, just as Little Book's mother had said.
There truly were divine beings protecting the human realm!
This event swept through the human realm like a hurricane. In an instant, more and more people traveled to Miracle Temple for pilgrimage.
Grand Archpriest Jige clearly saw the exponentially increasing amount of luck and destiny gathering around that statue.
"What should we do?" Jige muttered to himself.
Behind him, the High God-Principal wore a grave expression, montarily unsure of what action to take.
Suddenly,
The gates of the temple were pushed open by a majestic and imposing man.
Wu Tian stood with hands behind his back, radiating an aura of boundless golden light.
Jige and the High God-Principal turned to look, their faces filled with self-bla.
"Just now, Mr. Tianming suddenly sent a ssage," Wu Tian said calmly.
"Winter is coming, and the cold wind is rising. Pay attention to keeping warm."
Upon hearing this,
Jige's face turned grim as he kneeled before Wu Tian, respectfully asking, "My Lord, please allow to report what just happened."
Wu Tian's gaze passed beyond Jige's figure, falling upon the two masses of gathered destiny, gently saying, "I can see."
"Bring up the image of that statue," Jige hurriedly nodded, and the projection of the sunglass-wearing deity appeared before them.
Wu Tian looked up at it, although he had anticipated it, his eyelids still involuntarily twitched for a mont.
"My Lord, do you know the true identity of this statue?" Jige asked with reverence, kneeling before him.
Wu Tian's expression was complex, mories flooding his mind of the battle with those who defied fate after his ascension.
Sunglasses, shirt, shorts, slippers, always with an optimistic smile on his face.
This person left a deep impression on him.
Because...
"Do you know what that man called him?" Wu Tian asked softly.
"What?" The High God-Principal's heart sank, his tone suddenly escalating.
"He called that statue's true form 'Big Brother,'" Wu Tian shook his head. "I saw it with my own eyes."
"That guy referred to this statue as his elder brother?" The High God-Principal was shocked, pointing at the projection of the statue.
"No," Wu Tian shook his head. "In reality, that guy addressed this statue's true form as 'Big Brother.'"
The unequivocal answer echoed in the ears of the two most powerful beings in the divine realm.
Their scalps tingled, and their hearts pounded!
What did this an?
The High God-Principal was sowhat unsettled, his tone raised, "He has an elder brother!?"
Beside him, Jige's complexion turned incredibly pale.
If that man was already so terrifying, how formidable would his elder brother be?
"Why panic?" Wu Tian glanced at them, saying, "It's just a title."
"He should be that guy's Dao Protector, far from being as powerful as that guy."
"Oh..." Upon hearing this, the two divine realm powerhouses seed to tremble slightly, silently complaining about the chaotic titles humans used.
How could a powerful person call a weaker person 'Big Brother'?
Truly frightening.
At this mont, Wu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, saying calmly, "Years ago, Mr. Tianming was able to leave heaven and return to the underground to protect the human race because of him."
"He used his special talent to open a brief celestial path, but the price he paid was extrely high."
"The celestial path or celestial gate should not be easily touched, so his actions triggered heavenly punishnt."
"Even that man wouldn't dare to easily co into contact with heavenly punishnt. So, logically, the true form of this statue should have perished with his soul."
At this point, Wu Tian frowned, pondering deeply.
"Those who defied fate were originally corpses from the long river of ti, saved by him with the anti-fate prohibition, which led to the fundantal differences in the innate qualities of those life forms compared to ours."
"This is also what I ntioned to you before."
Wu Tian looked at the High God-Principal and said, "Their source of life does not fall under Heaven's jurisdiction."
"Truth be told, our well-known truths may not necessarily apply to them."
The High God-Principal imdiately understood his aning, saying, "According to our understanding of this world, anyone who suffers heavenly punishnt will undoubtedly die, but they are not subject to the rules of this world."
"So, they might not really be dead, right?"
"Yes." Wu Tian suddenly turned around and stepped out of the temple, sitting naturally on the highest step, gazing down at the world below, leaving only Jige and the High God-Principal with a lofty silhouette.
He said with his back to the two divine realm figures, "I'm not sure what Zhuge Tianming intends to do with this massive accumulation of luck."
"Directly affecting Ye An? Or using it to resurrect one of the defiers of fate?"
"After thinking about this issue for a long ti, I suddenly realized that it doesn't really matter."
"Hmm?" The High God-Principal frowned.
Wu Tian continued softly, "In the face of absolute strength,"
"He doesn't need to extend any more."
"So you two don't need to worry, just do what you think."
"Even if there is an accident in the end, it doesn't matter to ."
"I will make a move."
After saying this in a light tone, Wu Tian got up and left.
Behind him,
The High God-Principal's eyes were complex.
Three thousand years ago, he had confronted the seventh-generation human king, while Wu Tian directly confronted those who defied fate.
Moreover, this battle not only didn't make his strength decline but made his Dao heart even more bright. During these three thousand years, no one knows how much progress he has made.
From his attitude in talking to his ntor and fellow brothers, he could see.
Wu Tian has beco stronger than three thousand years ago, and not just a little bit!
This feeling of being protected by others is really uncomfortable.
At this mont, Jige suddenly said, "Since His Majesty the God-King personally spoke out, we have no worries!"
"This ti's Bright Sword eting is either a Bright Sword eting of the Divine Realm or the Human Realm. The key factor is only one person—Ye An!"
"Eliminating Ye An will solve everything."
After speaking, he looked down at the ti.
"There is still so ti before the third ga starts. I will personally guide Jingtian."
The High God-Principal nodded silently, saying, "I will leave the butchering needle to Yale for the fourth ga."
"Good!" Jige nodded heavily, saying, "If nothing unexpected happens, Ye An's fourth ga support must be Liu Jun."
"However, the current Liu Jun has no Dao fruit, and his strength is not as good as before. Besides, even if he was placed in today's era, he could not take the lead."
"Yale, combined with your butchering needle, should be about right."
"Moreover, there is also the Underworld King sitting in the fifth round!"
The High God-Principal nodded in silence
Reviews
All reviews (0)