"It seems you still have doubts, fellow Daoist!" Su Yu's lips curled up slightly; he had seen through Qinggu Daoist's thoughts.
He waved his crimson jade staff, and in an instant, the Dao patterns became chaotic, the halo blurred, and countless lines outlined a figure.
Amidst the radiant glow of the sunset and the auspicious splendor of the sky, an elderly man in a star-patterned robe emerged. His aura was profound and unfathomable, and a purple-gold gourd hung at his waist. The crystal-clear sacred chain shimmered continuously, radiating Eternal brilliance and dazzling splendor.
This is someone who has progressed very far in the Saint Realm.
Upon seeing the gray-haired old man, Qinggu Daoist's expression changed drastically. He recognized the man's identity and stood up to bow, saying, "Greetings, Divine Martial Saint!"
The other cultivators in the hall were also terrified, never expecting to see a Saint in the Dharma Ending Age. They quickly bowed and paid their respects.
The old man in the star-patterned robe glanced casually at the Qinggu Daoist, then said indifferently, " The Human King Hall has already agreed, so what is there for the Longevity Temple to worry about?"
"We submit to the will of the Saint, and wish to retrieve the Ancient Scripture of the Gods through the Longevity Temple."
Faced with the distraction of a Saint, the Qinggu Daoist adopted a very humble attitude, even skipping the process of bargaining.
He had previously tried to use the death of the Daoist Sanque as leverage, but now that the other party had brought out the patriarch, there was no need to discuss anything further.
In this era, a Saint is enough to change everything, and the fact that he survived a holy war after his birth speaks volumes.
"You and Zidu should come together; we're almost at the Human King Hall."
After speaking, the old man in the star-patterned robe transformed into countless red raindrops and flew back into the crimson jade staff.
Su Yu calmly put away his scepter, then chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, let's go!"
Seeing the other party's smug expression, Qinggu Daoist shook his head and instructed the acting abbot, "Bring out the Ancient Scripture of the Gods!"
The man in blue respectfully agreed, then led the elderly men away.
A moment later, the Master of the Longevity Temple returned carrying a jade box.
The Qinggu Daoist reached out and opened the jade box, taking out a half-page fragment of scripture, as red as blood.
As soon as the scripture appeared, in an instant, a magnificent rosy glow bathed the entire bronze chessboard in a golden-red hue, shimmering and boundless in its brilliance.
The crimson glow was dazzling and almost translucent, and the ancient scriptures seemed to emit the cry of a phoenix, clear and resounding.
This is an Ancient Scripture of the Gods forged from Phoenix Blood Red Gold!
It's impossible to fake; this kind of thing is too precious to be seen even once in a thousand lifetimes, and no one would squander it.
It has existed for countless years, but the crimson glow that should have soared into the sky is now contained within a square meter, and the blood-gold surface is covered with mottled rust.
Su Yu glanced at the incomplete page of the scripture, his expression calm, then stood up and said softly, "Let's set off now!"
Seeing that the other party remained unmoved by the Immortal Gold and divine techniques, Qinggu Daoist frowned slightly and thought to himself, "Is this why he has reached the Saint Realm? Indeed, Zidu's mental state has already surpassed mine. Alas."
For nearly a thousand years, he had been studying the " Longevity Art " and reading the Daoist insights left by his patriarchs countless times, but he still could not touch the threshold of the path to sainthood. Now, seeing his former Daoist friend about to become a saint, he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.
Back then, when the two fought at the Holy Lord Realm, the opponent was slightly at a disadvantage, but today he is far beyond his reach.
"It seems that another Saint is about to emerge in the Ziwei Divine Dynasty. I wonder when I will be able to embark on the path of sagehood?"
The Qinggu Daoist sighed, then put the fragment of the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Page into the jade box...
A moment later, the Nether Ridge was serene, the Mingyue shone on the Great Wilderness, and only white light fell, creating a scene of tranquility and peace between heaven and earth.
Under the endless moonlight, strands of Yue Hua poured down like water. The Longevity Ancient Daoist Temple shimmered with silver light, incomparably beautiful. Then, in the next moment, the entire ancient temple rose from the ground with a magnificent and awe-inspiring display, transforming into a stream of light and flying eastward.
In Luzhou, the same scene played out at the Human King Hall. Wang Teng, with a cold expression, retrieved the Saint's Jade Talisman back to the Immortal Platform.
Opposite him stood an elderly man with a full head of silver hair, tall and imposing, his body as pure and lustrous as if cast in silver, exuding an aura of Reign Over All Under Heaven.
This is the old Sect Master of the Human King Hall, an ancient person from 3,800 years ago, and also a possessor of a certain physique.
The Human King Body is an extremely terrifying physique; otherwise, why would it dare to bear such a name? It is said that only one such person may appear every tens of thousands of years. It is a physique that offers hope for successful enlightenment and is a living legend.
However, this human Human King Body suffered a terrible attack in his childhood, his Sea of Bitterness was injured, and his Immortal Platform was destroyed. He only managed to enter the realm of Great Accomplishment King after experiencing the pain of dissipating his power several times.
"Since the Saint has given the order..."
The Human King closed his eyes, then said in a deep voice, " Feng Yuan, bring us the Ancient Scripture of the Gods. We will set off now."
Among the crowd, an old man who resembled the Human King walked out of the ancient palace and flew towards the depths of the Divine Land.
This is the Human King's cousin, who has one foot in the Third Heaven of the Immortal Platform, and is also a formidable figure.
Clad in a dark gold battle suit, Wang Teng showed no fear even when facing Great Accomplishment King, remaining indifferent in the face.
The silver-haired Human King wasn't annoyed, after all, he was about to acquire a divine technique, something that many generations of successors in the Human King Hall had always wanted to do.
For tens of thousands of years, the two sides have been evenly matched in strength, constantly clashing with each other, and engaging in many unsavory dealings, making it difficult for them to trust each other.
Now a third party has appeared. Under the witness of an Ancient Saint, all three parties can obtain divine secrets—a win-win-win situation...
A moment later, on the vast ocean, eighteen bronze ships set sail, heading into the night.
These eighteen bronze ships are also a special magical artifact, capable of forming an ancient killing formation, created by Ancient Saint.
Chapter 379 The Kings Move, Ziwei's Number One Prodigy
In the Golden Palace of the Fusang Divine Tree Kingdom, two divine beams, each over a thousand feet long, pierced the Void like cold, Heavenly Blade, causing the space along their path to churn and ripple.
The blazing True Solar Fire, and from within the sea of fire, a tall and imposing figure rose to his feet.
The Golden Crow King had a cold expression, his hair was dazzling like divine gold, and golden energy swirled around his body. All the laws of the universe submitted to him.
In his eyes, the Sun-Moon seemed to sink, mountains and rivers to crumble, and the vicissitudes of time seemed to be turning. With every gesture, countless sparks would flash by, magnificent and dazzling, like the most blazing sun in the world.
In front of him stood a young man in his early twenties, Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow Clan.
The ten princes of the Golden Crow Clan are all stronger than the last, with the sixth Lu Ya, being the strongest among them, making many Sect Master bow down.
This is a fearsome Golden Crow. In its youth, it tore apart a dragon and killed a celestial roc. It is exceptionally talented and renowned in the Ziwei Star Domain. Not long after entering the Immortal Platform Second Heaven, it fought and killed several Sect Master.
The two people had similar appearances and builds, with long, flowing golden hair that shimmered with golden light, and golden pupils that shot out divine light like sharp swords.
Lu Ya's gaze remained calm as he said in a deep voice, "Father, the Human King Hall has deployed an ancient killing formation."
"That old thing has finally made a move. I've been waiting for this day for a long time," the Golden Crow King said coldly, his eyes filled with a demonic power and sharp gaze.
No one could resist the allure of the Ancient Scripture of the Gods. Now, with his blood feud and forbidden divine arts at his disposal, he decisively abandoned his seclusion.
"Father, it is said that this matter was planned by that Saint of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty." Lu Ya was somewhat worried.
The Golden Crow King's gaze was deep, his mind unwavering. He glanced at Lu Ya, then said calmly, "Just a mere figurehead, nothing to fear. Besides, I'm not the only one making a move. Xiao Liu, we don't need to confront Saint directly."
After speaking, he stretched out his palm, slashed open space with one finger, and then illusory golden wings appeared behind him. With a flap of his wings, he disappeared into the ancient palace.
Lu Ya remained indifferent for a moment before disappearing into the vast sea of fire.
This scene wasn't limited to the Golden Crow Clan; it was playing out in many other factions as well.
For the masterminds behind all the major powers, there are no secrets under this starry sky.
When unusual events occurred at the Human King Hall and the Longevity Temple, this group of Old Gu, rumored to have already passed away, all appeared...
In Luzhou, north of Dawn Sun Domain, the moon is about to set, the sky is about to brighten but not yet fully light, and everything is hazy and indistinct.
Here, purple rocks stand tall, the cliffs are smooth and clean, Ganoderma lucidum grows, Ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum exude auspiciousness, and Immortal Spirit formed from the condensation of Daoist energy lies alone under the blue stone, silver ribbons hang down, mist rises and rises, spiritual birds fly, and ancient medicines are fragrant.
A moment later, a wisp of purple mist burst forth from an ancient cave in Purple Mountain, shimmering with iridescent light, making the entire mountain range seem to reside beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, utterly otherworldly.
At the same time, a man with an ordinary appearance and average build, who looked extremely plain from any angle, stepped out.
Yin Tiande looked down at the landscape, sighed softly, and a look of regret appeared in his eyes.
"Unfortunately, time waits for no one. If only I had a few more years..."
A gentle breeze stirred, and wisps of mist rose from the ancient cave. A man with features somewhat resembling Yin Tiande emerged.
Yin Tianzhi advised, "Since it involves Saint, elder brother, you should not get involved."
His elder brother is now at the sixth minor realm of the Immortal Platform Second Heaven. He has personally killed Supreme Peak Sect Master and his strength is as deep as the ocean, enough to dominate the Ziwei Star.
However, this matter involves an ancient sage, which carries enormous risks. If that Ancient Saint is still alive, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Yin Tiande's eyes gleamed as he considered the potential gains and losses.
The two stood side by side, their expressions quite different.
Yin Tiande's gaze was deep. The appearance of the Ancient Scripture of the Gods was the greatest opportunity for Ziwei, and he was very tempted. He didn't want to give it up so easily. He had previously had a great opportunity that allowed him to contend with King in a short period of time...
Finally, Yin Tiande took a step forward, and in an instant, ripples of Dao emanated from him. His body was surrounded by surging purple energy as he moved towards the Morning Star Domain.
Yin Tianzhi was somewhat worried. He watched his brother's departing figure, stood alone on the purple cliff for a long time, and then slowly walked back to the ancient cave...
As the stars fall and the night fades, mountain mists rise, darkness turns to twilight, twilight to shadow, and shadow to yang.
Layers of clouds appeared on the horizon, crimson and vibrant. The Solar Star, riding a golden chariot, flew out from the Far East, showering the land with the light of the rising sun.
Nestled among mountains and valleys, an ancient temple stands majestically, its entire body radiating divine light and auspicious brilliance, appearing extremely sacred. It flies swiftly in the morning light, leaving a long trail of clouds across the vast ocean.
Deep within the Longevity Temple, Su Yu and Qinggu Daoist were playing chess. Both remained composed, explaining their respective Daoist principles on the small chessboard.
Amidst the interplay of black and white stones, Daoist energy surged forth, and dense array clouds gathered. The concepts of decay and prosperity, and the concept of Ziwei, transformed into gods, demons, immortals, Immortal Spirit, colliding and battling each other, thus unfolding deeper levels of change.
"Buzz!"
The bronze chessboard emitted a dazzling light, and within its halo, the azure sea surged. A desolate dragon's roar resounded, filled with resentment. Purple dragon blood spilled onto the vast ocean, and the Daoist principles floated within the crystalline true blood, dazzling and radiant, creating a hazy glow.
Watching his opponent's Ziwei Big Dragon be shattered by his Longevity Dao Body, Qinggu Daoist chuckled softly, Return to Source, and then looked at Su Yu, saying, "I didn't expect you to actually give up the Ziwei Emperor Dao."
Su Yu put down the white jade chess piece in his hand, his expression calm, showing no concern for the outcome of the game.
He had only slightly touched upon the Ziwei Imperial Path, and with the help of the " Source of the Dao," he could barely rival Great Accomplishment King. He was passable in discussing the Dao, but he was far inferior in actual combat.
"The path to becoming an emperor is too difficult. To achieve sainthood, one must unify the Northern Kuru Reed Continent," Su Yu said calmly, glancing at the jade box beside him.
The Qinggu Daoist understood, nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Indeed."
Although Su Yu's discourse on the Dao was somewhat lackluster this time, he did not harbor any suspicion.
In his view, the other person's aura perfectly matched the Zidu he remembered; this kind of aura, imbued with the passage of time, was simply impossible to imitate.
His gaze shifted, as if he had returned to those years when the two fought at the same level, and this time, he still had the upper hand!
As they spoke, the chess boxes in front of them flew out, and this time Su Yu took the white pieces and went first.
"It seems I still need to reveal something, otherwise the other party will become suspicious."
Su Yu's eyes were filled with runes as he leisurely looked at Qinggu Daoist, then chuckled softly, his gaze instantly turning sharp as he used his secret technique.
"Clang!"