Chapter 576: Going Back on One's Word

The immortal controlled the immortal sword and fled desperately in front, but Xiao Yun followed him like a shadow. Although the immortal was very fast, Xiao Yun had the ability to teleport, so he couldn't get rid of him.

"Boy, if you continue like this, we will both lose and die under the heavenly tribulation. Why don't we stop now?"

The immortal saw that he couldn't get rid of Xiao Yun. He looked at the calamity clouds brewing above his head and became more and more dense. He was also anxious in his heart. With a trace of panic in his eyes, he shouted at Xiao Yun behind him.

Behind.

Xiao Yun put his hands behind his back, and countless chaotic air currents fell down, like three thousand avenues, covering his whole body, looking sacred and transcendent.

There was also the power of time and space that wrapped Xiao Yun, allowing him to shuttle through the void, as if nothing, and teleported.

At the same time, a series of five-element rings began to emerge, entwining Xiao Yun's body, making him look like a supreme god.

Lightning flashed on Xiao Yun's body, densely packed, like a tangled wild electric snake, exuding an aura close to the heavenly tribulation.

When the immortal saw Xiao Yun's state, his pupils shrank and he was extremely shocked.

This mortal's physique was too strong. He had multiple special physiques, and each one was very terrifying.

That kind of powerful physical strength made him feel terrified even from a distance.

No wonder a mortal could fight against immortals.

If such a genius was born in their prehistoric world, he would probably be the second Fighting Buddha.

"Answer me a few questions, maybe I can consider letting you go!" Xiao Yun suddenly said.

It was not easy to meet an immortal from the prehistoric world, and he was going to ask him about the news of the prehistoric world.

Do I need you to let me go?

The immortal heard this and hated him in his heart. If it weren't for the heavenly tribulation brought by this kid, he would have used the formation to kill the other party long ago.

However, the immortal had practiced for many years and knew how to be patient. He said in a deep voice: "Boy, what do you want to know? The secret of the immortals? As long as you are willing to stop, this immortal doesn't mind telling you."

"I am not interested in the secrets of the immortals!"

Xiao Yun shook his head, then looked at the immortal in front of him and asked coldly: "I want to know how many heavenly saints there are in your prehistoric world, who are they?"

The immortal in front was stunned. He didn't expect that Xiao Yun, a mortal, would be in the mood to inquire about the information of the prehistoric world. If it was the Human Emperor or the Human King Supreme who asked, he could still understand.

The problem is, what's the use of you, a mortal, knowing these?

Although he was complaining in his heart, the immortal still said: "There are eight saints in our prehistoric world now, namely the Three Pure Ones, the two saints of the Western Jieyin Zhunti, as well as Nuwa Niangniang, Hou Tu Niangniang and Dou Sheng Buddha."

Xiao Yun's eyes flashed when he heard this. Except for Dou Sheng Buddha, he knew all the other saints.

However, how did Dou Sheng Buddha become a saint? Xiao Yun was very curious, so he asked.

The immortal came from the heaven, and was originally at odds with the Western Buddhist sect. When he heard Xiao Yun's question, he showed a gloating look in his eyes and laughed, "The Buddhist sect had been scheming against the Fighting Buddha before he was born, but they didn't expect that the Fighting Buddha was originally the 'Fighting Saint' appointed by the Heavenly Dao. After he broke free from the shackles of Buddhism, he not only became a saint, but also killed the Buddha Tathagata, who was most likely to become a saint in Buddhism. Buddhism suffered heavy losses because of this. Even the two saints in the West are now much more low-key, because even if they join forces, they are no match for the Fighting Buddha."

Xiao Yun was a little shocked when he heard this, and asked: "Is the Fighting Buddha so strong? He can win against two people alone?"

"Of course!"

The immortal also showed admiration and awe in his eyes: "The Fighting Buddha is the 'Fighting Saint' of our prehistoric world. He is a saint of fighting, so he is naturally the strongest. I heard that when he was sparring with the Shangqing Saint, even the Zhuxian Sword Formation could not do anything to him. The Taoist once said that the Fighting Saint is the ultimate in fighting, and he is invincible in the same realm."

Xiao Yun was a little excited when he heard this. After all, the Fighting Buddha was once his idol, and he did not disappoint him.

"There should be nine saints in your prehistoric world. Who do you think can become the ninth saint among the remaining people?" Xiao Yun asked again.

The immortal said proudly: "Of course it is our Lord of Heaven, His Majesty the Jade Emperor."

Xiao Yun curled his lips. He did not believe that the Jade Emperor could prove himself a saint. Yes, the Jade Emperor was indeed very strong, but his identity was too sensitive. Other saints probably did not want him to become a saint.

Even the Fighting Buddha has a grudge against the Jade Emperor, and almost no saint will stand on the side of the Jade Emperor.

After all, the Jade Emperor is already the Lord of Heaven. If he becomes a saint, then other saints will have to listen to him, the Lord of Heaven?

So how could other saints let him become a saint?

"Are there others?" Xiao Yun continued to ask.

The immortal was a little unhappy, but seeing that the calamity clouds above his head were getting more and more terrifying, he hurriedly said: "There are also Erlang Zhenjun and the Styx Patriarch."

Xiao Yun was a little surprised, but it was normal. Not to mention Erlang Zhenjun, he was gifted and it was normal to reach the extreme of quasi-saints.

There was also the Styx Patriarch, who was originally a great power in the prehistoric times and created the Asura clan. If the Asura clan was not the protagonist of heaven and earth, he would have become a saint like Nuwa Niangniang.

"Okay, kid, shouldn't you leave? The heavenly calamity is coming!" The immortal began to urge Xiao Yun, because the calamity clouds above his head were getting more and more terrifying.

Xiao Yun looked up at the calamity cloud, which was already more powerful than the extreme realm of the extraordinary realm. Obviously, it sensed the strength of the immortal, so the calamity cloud was also improving.

This was probably a great saint-level calamity.

Even Xiao Yun felt a little threatened, but he was not afraid. On the contrary, he showed a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes, and wanted to use this terrifying calamity to sharpen his body.

"Leave? Why should I leave?"

"You should come with me to overcome the calamity!"

Xiao Yun looked at the immortal with a mocking look in his eyes.

The immortal's face suddenly changed. He glared at Xiao Yun angrily and cursed: "Asshole, you actually went back on your word, so despicable and shameless."

"Wouldn't it be better to stay in your prehistoric world and practice? Since you have the courage to venture to our world, you should have been prepared to fall!" Xiao Yun sneered.

An invader, how could he be called despicable and shameless.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a terrifying thunder bombarding the void above the sky, countless space fragments shot in all directions, and an extremely thick thunder beam fell from the sky, which was filled with rich purple thunder.

The terrifying power of thunder swept in all directions, the surrounding mountains were shaking and trembling, and countless creatures felt their souls throbbing.

Xiao Yun, who was the first to bear the brunt, and the immortal not far away were directly blasted into the ground by the thick purple thunder.