Chapter 2296: The Ancient Dao Body Illuminates the Heavens
Lichen Fairy Island.
Feng Zhongyi's expression remained stern. He looked at the ground calmly and said, "You are quite lucky. I will wait for you outside."
Just because they didn't resist just now, I will leave them with a foundation of Taoism after they get out.
The two ancient masters of the earth looked at the statue from afar, with an air of decay and vicissitudes, and bowed silently to the statue of Chen Xun. It seemed that even the appearance of Feng Zhongyi just now did not really stir up much waves in their Tao hearts.
Don't resist.
Also willing to die.
If an immortal were to die here, it would probably mean there would be no hope for the earth.
This thought sank like a cold stone in the chests of the two ancient masters, but it did not turn into panic. Instead, it added a touch of clear and tragic grandeur to their eyes.
And this 'accident' seemed to be within their expectations, and even their eyes were rekindled with a glimmer of light.
They knelt down, causing Feng Zhongyi, who was outside the island, to look sideways, his heart sinking. The two men's voices were like dusty old bells:
"The Earth Frontier Monk, Park Xuan."
"The monks of the land border are very generous."
"I pay my respects to the ancient deities, to Mother Earth, to the Taoist ancestors..."
……
The atmosphere was so heavy that it was breathtaking. Park Hyun's voice suddenly trembled, like a sorrow pulled out from a deep well:
"Heavenly Border, the people of the three thousand immortal realms are unkind. The immortals, adorned with splendor, have robbed us of the energy of our earth veins and plundered the lives of our people. It's easy to pass on the mandate of heaven and issue decrees. Now, the Ancient Lord of Heavenly Border secretly uses the name of the Heavenly Law to force all the spirits of our land to fight, disrupting the immortal land and destroying our foundation. Young spirits are left homeless, cultivators have nowhere to rely on, the mountains and rivers of the Daoist temples are crumbling, and the spark of the star is about to die out."
Hou Zai held his chest, bloodshot eyes. He pressed his hands to the ground, his fingertips seeming to sense the lingering wails from below.
"Daozu is the forefather of the Great Dao—we are all its children. We come here today not to beg for mercy, but to bear witness to heaven and earth with our blood and voices. If the Great Dao still has mercy, please listen to our bloody aspirations. If not, we are willing to be the last to offer sacrifices, asking only for a word of vindication, to restore the innocence of all the souls on earth."
This immortal sound slowly spread out, gradually spreading to the entire Mengmu Sea, and even spreading to the entire Xuanwei Sky Realm.
The monks from the border areas who came to "surround" the Mengmu Sea area were solemn and silently bowed their heads in worship in the direction of Lichen Fairy Island.
in fact.
This seemingly large group of frontier monks actually has a large number of young children, ordinary monks, and old men in the center. They can only "fight their way" all the way to the Mengmu Sea in this way. They don't even understand when they will disappear.
Park Hyun and Hou Zai's prayer is not for survival, but for justice in a name: for the descendants of the earth, for the slaughtered souls, and for the bloodline that was falsely accused of being "evil spirits".
When their voices fell, it was like hammering the ground again and again, knocking into the lake of the heart that the heavens could not hear. Every word carried the smell of soil, the years of being trampled on, and the deep sorrow that was enough to move the listeners.
They have asked for nothing.
Tianjiang is closed.
The three thousand powerful men in the fairyland watched indifferently, and no one of importance dared to stand up and speak.
Only...
The ancestor of Taoism.
despair--
Pu Xuan and Hou Zai knelt down, their blood and tears melting into the earth and soil of Lichen Island. Their only hope in despair was the Taoist Ancestor who could discipline the powerful ones in the fairy world, and the eternal fairyland that dominated the magnificent fairy world.
outside the island.
Feng Zhongyi stood in the void, his long hair flying in the wind, his eyes as sharp as lightning, but at this moment, his gaze froze, as if he had been hit in the heart by a heavy hammer.
Even though he had swept through countless fairy realms and killed hundreds of millions of evil demons, he had never seen such a scene - the two ancient lords of the earth did not fight with their fairy power, did not survive with weapons, but asked the Taoist Ancestor with blood and heart.
"...are willing to die and sacrifice themselves..." He murmured in a low voice, and the hardness in his heart that had been motionless for a long time trembled slightly at this moment.
The sea was surging, and the cultivators of the Feng and Mo families were about to form a battle array, with their magic weapons shining brightly and murderous intent in their eyes. However, when the voices of Pu Xuan and Hou Zai reached their ears, the wind and sea suddenly became silent, and the waves seemed to have suppressed their roar.
The elder of the Mo family was already as cold as iron. When he heard the word "blood will", his eyelids twitched slightly, and a trace of indelible sadness flashed in the depths of his old eyes. They originally came to fight and resist, but at this moment it was like sitting in front of a blood-colored monument, and their breathing was stagnant because of the two old immortal words.
It seems that there are too many "dirty hands" behind this turmoil that has swept the world.
The wind blew by, and countless cultivators standing in the vast sea looked towards the fairy island, the most sacred fairy island in the Mengmu Sea.
They didn't know whether to regard the two as "rebels" or "the bones of the people", because the catastrophe caused by the spirits of all living things in the land, the evil deeds and the bloody events that shocked the world were still vivid in their minds.
There are some things that ordinary cultivators in the fairy world are unable to trace the truth of, not to mention that they never get involved in the affairs of the outside world in the Mengmu Sea.
hum!
Sudden.
An inexplicable palpitation emerged in everyone's heart, from the ignorant Hai Ling to the Nine Tribulations Dao Zun. They saw an unusually conspicuous phenomenon of heaven and earth bowing slowly descending between heaven and earth, extremely obvious and dreamlike...
The wind blew on Lichen Fairy Island, like the breeze when the world was first created, warm and gentle.
A dazzling and brilliant multicolored fairy light surged out from the statue on the fairy island, and transformed into countless streams of light that rushed into the heaven and earth, into the entire three thousand fairy realms, into the fairy lands outside the realms, the three thousand fairy states, and the thirty-two fairy realms of the heavenly border.
The whole world was shocked, and countless powerful immortals were so shocked that their eyes were trembling violently.
They saw...
The Taoist Ancestor transformed into an ancient Taoist body, reflecting the images of the heavens!
Changsheng Ye family, ancestral land.
The Ye family's ancestors had originally thought the events of ancient times were a thing of the past, and they weren't afraid of that person at all. Even if he were to be resurrected, they'd still dare to fight him. They were just about to say, "Five Elements Daozu Transformed into Ancient." Was he trying to avoid the Ye family's attention?!
But somehow...
Just a mere ancient Dao body made all the Ye family members shiver, and the entire Ye family ancestor also felt hair all over his body, and his fingers trembled violently, as if it was an innate fear in his blood that could not be shaken off!
The ancient history of the Ye family records:
The Five Elements Taoist Ancestor activated the ancient Immortal King's palace and suppressed the Ye family for eternity with a single thought.
They are afraid.
Countless members of the Ye family lowered their heads, silent as death.
In the channel between the two worlds.
An illusory and extremely weak river of time is flowing quietly.
When this ancient Taoist body reflects the fairyland.
Gai Sanqian retreated silently. He had never forgotten the absurdity and fear he had witnessed during the "Slaying the Five Elements Immortals" in the long river of time. This old fellow who destroyed the foundation of the human race had never used his true strength.
Even the historical facts recorded about this old fellow in the immortal history...are probably not enough to represent even one tenth of his true strength!
