Chapter 243 - The Lord of the World&Chapter x27;s Luck - At the beginning, he had a very high level of understanding, and quietly cultivated himself to becom

The peak showdown between Ren Xiaoyao and the Demon God was like a match between a well-matched general and a talented general, and the intensity was beyond imagination.

The two were both at the realm of Martial God and their strengths were equal. This fierce battle caused the entire world to tremble and the mountains and rivers to change color.

In the end, Ren Xiaoyao achieved victory with great difficulty and successfully killed the demon god. However, behind this victory, he also paid an extremely heavy price.

The moment the battle ended, Ren Xiaoyao, with his exhausted and wounded body, slowly sat cross-legged in the ruins.

His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and his clothes were already torn and stained with shocking blood, as if telling of the cruelty of the battle.

The eyes that were originally bright and sharp, shining like stars, were now dim and lifeless, as if shrouded by a thick haze, losing all vitality.

His breathing was weak and rapid, and every difficult breath was accompanied by a piercing pain, as if countless steel needles were deeply piercing his internal organs, causing him unbearable pain.

But Ren Xiaoyao knew very well that in this crisis-ridden moment, there could be no relaxation or slackness.

He endured the excruciating pain that was like an overwhelming tidal wave in his body, concentrated all his energy and will, and began to frantically absorb the tremendous power that remained after killing the demon god.

That power was like a surging and unstoppable tide, pouring into Ren Xiaoyao's body.

This force was powerful and hot, like a raging fire, rushing and raging through his meridians as if it wanted to burn his body completely.

As power continued to flow in, the originally dull eyes gradually regained a glimmer of spirit, and the flame of hope was rekindled in the dead eyes.

His face finally showed some color, no longer looking so lifeless and pale.

A faint halo began to linger around his body. The halo was soft and mysterious, like bright moonlight, exuding a fascinating aura. This was the strange phenomenon caused by absorbing power.

The broken and damaged meridians in the body were healing rapidly at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye under the careful nourishment of this powerful force.

The tiny cracks gradually disappeared, and the meridians became tougher and wider, as if they were steel that had been tempered a thousand times and became indestructible.

Ren Xiaoyao could clearly feel that his body was undergoing a miraculous transformation, as if it were a rebirth. Every cell was cheering and full of vitality.

As the power continued to be absorbed, Ren Xiaoyao's aura also underwent a tremendous change.

Although he did not break through to a higher level, his strength, which had dropped sharply due to serious injuries, was not only fully recovered, but also had a subtle further improvement.

He could keenly sense that his control over the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth had become even stronger, and with every move he made, he could easily cause fluctuations in the surrounding spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy that was originally floating freely around him seemed to be summoned by a powerful and mysterious force. It gathered towards him and surrounded him, forming a huge and spectacular spiritual energy vortex, which was a spectacular sight.

When the last bit of strength was completely absorbed, Ren Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes. A gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, like a sharp blade in the cold night, flashing a cold and majestic light.

He slowly stood up and stretched his muscles, making a series of crackling sounds, as if proudly announcing his body's recovery and rebirth.

“Although the power of this demon god is extremely strong, it is ultimately not enough for me to achieve a breakthrough. However, it is a blessing that I can recover from my injuries and improve my strength.”

Ren Xiaoyao whispered to himself, with a hint of regret in his voice, but more of it was the relief of surviving the disaster.

After all, there is always an indelible shadow shrouding Ren Xiaoyao's heart, that is the mysterious and powerful figure.

Because Ren Xiaoyao knew very well that the mysterious figure was too cautious and reserved when fighting with him, and did not really fight him to the death with all his strength. Otherwise, he would most likely capsize in the ditch and die on the spot.

During several confrontations with the mysterious figure, Ren Xiaoyao truly felt an unprecedented strong sense of oppression.

The mysterious figure's strength is unfathomable and unpredictable. Every look and every subtle movement of his reveals a powerful and majestic aura that makes people shudder.

This shows.

The mysterious figure's power is likely to surpass his own.

At this moment, the four monsters were filled with solemnity and worry. They stared at Ren Xiaoyao in front of them and exchanged uneasy glances with each other.

Normally, even though Ren Xiaoyao was very powerful, he always had a calm and relaxed temperament. But today, his solemn and murderous state made them feel afraid.

The surging aura around Ren Xiaoyao seemed to be filled with endless anger and determination, like a surging undercurrent, surging wildly in the air, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

His eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could see through all illusions. The strong murderous intent contained in them made the four monsters' scalps numb.

They had never seen such a ferocious Ren Xiaoyao. At this moment, he was like a completely enraged beast, ready to devour anyone at any time, which was daunting.

The ease and comfort that Ren Xiaoyao had in the past had long disappeared, replaced by a desperate and desperate ruthlessness. This made the four great monsters deeply aware that Ren Xiaoyao at this moment was not someone who could be easily provoked.

Their bodies were slightly tense, their muscles ready to go, and they were concentrating and alert to Ren Xiaoyao's every move. They secretly guessed in their hearts that this battle would be much more difficult than they had imagined. The strength displayed by Ren Xiaoyao in this state might have far exceeded their expectations.

In fact, Ren Xiaoyao was more afraid of that mysterious figure than ever before.

Before this, no opponent he faced had ever given him such a suffocating feeling of oppression.

Moreover, even though Ren Xiaoyao used his extremely powerful True Pupil of Truth, he was still unable to uncover the true identity of Tianzun. This undoubtedly made Tianzun's existence even more mysterious, and filled Ren Xiaoyao's heart with uneasiness and vigilance.

"It seems that I must improve my strength as soon as possible!"

Ren Xiaoyao said secretly in his heart.

He knew very well that Tianzun would never give up easily, and the next showdown would be even more dangerous. The only way for him to have a chance of winning in future battles was to constantly improve his strength.

Therefore, he decided to find a more secret and safe place to practice in seclusion in order to improve his strength and cope with the upcoming huge challenges.

At the same time, in the distant and mysterious void, Tianzun stood alone and proudly, with black mist swirling around him, as if the unwillingness in his heart was running wildly, like an enraged beast, ready to explode at any time.

"He is just a kid at the Martial God level, but he can ruin my good deeds one after another. How despicable!"

The mysterious figure was like a ghost hidden in the darkness, and his voice was as deep as the echo from the Nether Hell, containing endless anger and hatred.

This hatred seemed to have turned into a tangible object, spreading wildly in the void. Wherever it passed, everything seemed to be stained with a layer of ink-black color.

Even the faint twinkling starlight around became dim under the cover of this terrifying hatred, as if it had lost its vitality.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his dark green eyes, like evil stars twinkling in the night sky. His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the several fierce confrontations with Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao's firm and fearless eyes, his indomitable spirit that did not flinch in the face of his powerful pressure, and his amazing ability to always find hope in desperate situations, all surprised and shocked Tianzun.

"When we first met, he was just a junior at the Martial God level, but he was able to escape from my fierce attack with his unpredictable body movements and indomitable will. At that time, I felt that this boy was definitely not an ordinary person."

Tianzun muttered to himself, with a hint of doubt and unwillingness in his voice.

"After several fights, his strength increased at an alarming rate, as if there was a mysterious and powerful force silently pushing him from behind, helping him to continuously break through his limits."

Tianzun’s mind quickly recalled all the incredible abilities that Ren Xiaoyao had displayed in the battle.

He can learn new moves in an instant and use them to perfection; he can break through his own limits on the brink of life and death and burst out with unimaginable power.

All these performances far surpassed those of warriors at the same level, making Tianzun increasingly wary of him.

"These signs clearly show that he is definitely not an ordinary warrior."

There was a glimmer of light in Tianzun's eyes, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness.

"Could he be the legendary Lord of Fortune? If so, his potential for growth is limitless. Over time, he will become a serious threat to me."

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Thinking of this, a complex emotion surged in Tianzun's heart, including jealousy and strong hatred towards Ren Xiaoyao, as well as deep fear of his identity as the master of the world's destiny.

Tianzun clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he wanted to vent all the anger and unwillingness in his heart through his clenched fists.

"No, I can't let him continue to grow. Regardless of whether he is the master of the world's destiny or not, I must strangle him in the cradle to prevent future troubles."

Then.

Tianzun said viciously.

"So what if he is the Lord of the World's Luck? In front of me, Tianzun, he is nothing but an insignificant ant. I will make him know how miserable the consequences will be if he offends me!"

Tianzun's voice was cold and firm, full of unquestionable majesty. Then his figure flashed and disappeared into the void like a black lightning, leaving only the gradually dissipating black mist, as if telling of his existence and departure.

Tianzun was anxiously thinking about how to get rid of Ren Xiaoyao, the great threat to him. He knew very well that it would not be easy to get rid of Ren Xiaoyao easily with the power he could currently mobilize, and he had to seek help from more powerful forces.

The dragon sealed in the underwater purgatory possesses a powerful and ancient power and is undoubtedly an excellent choice.

Relying on the unfathomable and mysterious tracking technique, he sensed the ancient and powerful aura, and shuttled through the void like a ghost, rushing towards the place where the dragon was sealed.

When he stepped into the eerie and terrifying underwater purgatory, a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere rushed towards him like a ferocious beast, instantly enveloping Tianzun.

The turbid sea water was filled with the smell of decay and despair, as if it were the painful groans of countless wronged souls.

The sharp reefs were like ferocious fangs, flashing strange lights in the dim light, as if ready to tear into pieces any creature that approached.

And in the depths of this purgatory, a huge dragon was tightly bound by countless chains that flashed dark purple light, like a peerless ferocious beast trapped in a cage.

The huge body of the dragon was coiled, and its scales were covered with traces of time and erosion by seals, dull and lifeless, as if it was an ancient relic forgotten by time.

Its eyes revealed endless resentment and unwillingness, and that look seemed to be able to penetrate time and space, telling of the long-term pain and torture it had suffered.

Every weak struggle could only stir up a little powerless undercurrent, bringing up the mud and sand in the turbid sea water, but could not shake the heavy seal in the slightest. It seemed so helpless and desperate.

Tianzun walked on the water, and his black robe rustled in the water, making a dull and strange sound.

His voice resounded like a huge bell in this silent underwater purgatory. Every word seemed to carry an invisible pressure, shocking everything around him: "Trapped here, with all your divine power but unable to use it, are you willing to cooperate with me and regain your freedom?"

The dragon slowly raised its head, and a gleam of vigilance flashed in its huge eyes, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, full of vigilance and suspicion.

It looked at the Heavenly Lord in front of it, its voice low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of time, with endless vicissitudes and fatigue: "Who are you? What is your purpose? If you want to use me, don't blame me for fighting to the death!"

The dragon's voice echoed in the water, stirring up tiny ripples, as if it was a reflection of its inner uneasiness.

I saw Tianzun slightly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that was extremely confident and a bit arrogant.

He stood there quietly, yet a powerful and heart-pounding aura emanated from his body.

This pressure was like a surging, boundless ocean wave, sweeping towards the dragon not far ahead with overwhelming force!

Wherever the wave-like pressure passed, the space seemed to be distorted, and the sound of wind and thunder could be heard faintly.

Facing such terrifying pressure, the dragon showed no fear at all. It held its head high, its scales sparkling with dazzling light, and blazing flames spewed from its mouth. It confronted the pressure that was surging like a wave head-on!

For a moment, the collision between the two stirred up countless sparks and energy ripples, and the entire world seemed to tremble.

He said in a deep voice: "I am the Lord of Heaven. I am the only one in this world who can save you from the sea of suffering. I know the hatred in your heart, and I also understand your desire for freedom. As long as you promise to do one thing for me, kill the Lord of Luck in the World, I will not only give you freedom, but also help you regain your peak, and even let you have power beyond the past."

Tianzun's voice was full of temptation, like a bright light flickering in the darkness, quietly igniting the fire of hope in the dragon's heart. At the same time, it also contained a hidden threat, which made the dragon dare not resist easily.

Suddenly, the huge body of the dragon began to tremble violently, as if the whole world was shaking.

The title of "Lord of the World's Fortune" is well-known.

Although it was afraid of it deep in its heart, the pain of being sealed was like a thorn in its side, tormenting it all the time and making it almost unbearable.

At this moment, in its heart, it seemed as if two villains were engaging in a thrilling and fierce fight.

One of the villains warned with a voice full of fear and vigilance: "This is most likely a carefully designed trap! If you step into it rashly, you will fall into an abyss from which there is no return!" However, at the same time, the other villain kept whispering very temptingly: "As long as you agree to the request of that Heavenly Lord, you can immediately get rid of this endless torment and regain the freedom you have always dreamed of and the incomparably powerful power!"

At this moment, the struggle that had flickered in its eyes only flashed by.

Then, the extreme desire for freedom and power came like a surging tide, sweeping over and overwhelming, instantly submerging the only remaining trace of rationality.

"Okay, I promise you! But if you dare to break your promise, I will make you pay the price even if it means my soul is torn to pieces!"

There was a resoluteness in the dragon's voice, as if he was issuing a final warning to Tianzun, but it was also filled with a hint of expectation for the future.

Tianzun nodded with satisfaction, quickly formed seals with his hands, and his fingers danced quickly in the water, as if he was playing a mysterious and dangerous melody.

Black runes flew out from his fingertips, interweaving into a mysterious net in the air, covering the seal on the dragon's body.

The light on the seal began to flicker violently, competing with the runes and making a piercing scream. The sound seemed as if the seal was making its last struggle, trying to protect itself from being destroyed.

The originally majestic face of Tianzun now looked solemn, as heavy and depressing as a dark cloud, making it almost hard to breathe.

On his broad forehead, a layer of fine beads of sweat had quietly oozed out. These beads of sweat were like crystal clear pearls, shining faintly but not ignorable in the dim light around them.

Tianzun gritted his teeth tightly, and kept forming seals with his hands, while muttering: "Today, I will definitely break your damn seal and completely subdue you and use you for my own benefit!"

Along with his low and powerful words, an endless stream of powerful magic power surged out of his body, rushing towards the seal in front of him like a flood breaking through a dam.

With the continuous infusion of Tianzun's magic power, the seal that was originally indestructible and emitting dazzling light began to show cracks, just like a layer of ice hit by a heavy hammer.

At the same time, the light emitted by the huge chains wrapped around the seal became dimmer and dimmer, just like a candle in the wind, tottering in the endless darkness, as if it might be completely extinguished at any time.

During this process, Tianzun felt the strong resistance of the seal. The force seemed to come from the mysterious power of ancient times, with an irresistible majesty, trying to stop his actions.

Every bit of mana injected seemed to be fighting against the ancient will, making Tianzun feel extremely exhausted. But Tianzun did not retreat. He clenched his teeth, and the veins on his forehead bulged like twisted earthworms, constantly increasing the output of mana and engaging in a fierce fight against the seal.

His eyes were full of determination, as if he was declaring his determination to the ancient seal and vowed not to give up until he achieved his goal.

Finally, there was a loud bang, like a roar between heaven and earth, and the chains that bound the dragon broke into pieces and scattered on the seabed. The chains were like kites with broken strings, floating in the water and making crisp sounds.

The dragon roared to the sky, and the sound shook the entire underwater purgatory. The seawater churned violently, forming a huge whirlpool, as if it was going to swallow up the entire underwater world. Its body expanded rapidly, and its originally dull scales gradually regained their luster, emitting a dazzling golden light. The golden light was like the sun's rays, illuminating the entire underwater purgatory, making those dark corners invisible.

From now on, you will be the indestructible and unstoppable blade in my hand, clearing away all obstacles and difficulties for me on the road ahead!

I saw that heavenly master standing proudly, with his sleeves waving freely in the wind. His figure was majestic and his aura was magnificent.

His loud, bell-like voice echoed in the air, filled with supreme majesty and absolute confidence in controlling everything in the world, as if the entire world was under his feet and he had become the supreme ruler of the universe.

In front of the Heavenly Lord, the majestic dragon lowered its noble head slightly, and a very complicated look flashed across its eyes that originally shone with a mysterious light.

There is reluctance, helplessness, and also a bit of confusion and fear about the unknown future.

But in the end, under the irresistible power of the Heavenly Lord, the dragon had no choice but to surrender.

Accompanied by a low and shocking roar, it was like thunder rolling through the sky and resounding through the clouds.

This roar was not only a response to the order given by Tianzun, but also seemed to be venting the deep helplessness in his heart to fate.

Tianzun stood in place with a sinister smile on his face, silently expecting Ren Xiaoyao to show despair when facing the dragon. At the same time, he was also planning the next more sinister conspiracy, preparing to completely eradicate Ren Xiaoyao and the forces around him, making himself the unique master of this continent and realizing his own ambitions and aspirations.

The subdued dragon quietly floated beside Tianzun, waiting for his next order. Its fate was changed from then on and it became a deadly weapon in Tianzun's hands.