Chapter 17 Bloodshed, Spirit Transformation Continent?
"What a waste! What a terrible misuse of resources!"
"Those things should all have been mine!"
Before the celestial canopy, countless people stared at the scene within.
He was scratching his head and looking frantic!
"That sword... such powerful sword intent! It actually made my Seven Kill Sword tremble and submit!"
Sword Douluo looked at the longswords that had been placed in the sword formation and used as decorations, his heart bleeding. He knelt on the ground and wailed.
"If I could gain even a moment of insight, my swordsmanship would surely reach a new level. How hateful, how hateful!"
"This is an insult to the way of the sword!"
"They'll be struck by lightning!!!"
Bottom of the Lake of Life.
The usually reckless and fierce Xiong Jun was now shrinking his neck, his bear face pale.
"That...that bear...its aura was more than ten times stronger than mine, and it chopped off its paws without a second thought..."
It swallowed hard, then suddenly turned around and couldn't resist giving the two guard dogs a good beating!
These two idiots actually tried to persuade me to fight against the Haotian Sect!
He might have actually been interested before.
But now, Xiong Jun only wants to be a shut-in bear.
It gets angry at anyone who tries to persuade it to go outside!
...
In another image, a cloud boat is seen breaking through the clouds and fog.
"Erlong, do you think... that 'immortal master' waiting at the Immortal Crossing Sect could be that pig farmer and Shui Bing'er?"
Looking at Yunzhou, Flander pushed up his glasses and suddenly lowered his voice.
Liu Erlong was taken aback.
"That's...unlikely! They're just lowly immortals at the very bottom of the Heavenly Court..."
"The Immortal Crossing Sect is a major power, surely they wouldn't be so subservient..."
As she spoke, her voice gradually faded.
The timing and the movements are too much of a coincidence...
Flanders took a deep breath, his gaze hardening.
"No matter what, we must do our best to win Shui Bing'er over when she comes back. As long as Shrek Academy doesn't change its name, we'll listen to her in everything!"
In his opinion, among the selected candidates, Shui Bing'er has the highest chance of surviving to the end!
He has already started.
It's time to win over Shuiyue'er and the others!
"Well... I'm afraid Xiao Gang won't agree!"
Liu Erlong hesitated.
"Now that he's the Grand Preceptor of the Heavenly Dou Kingdom, what regard does he have for the academy anymore?"
Flanders snorted coldly.
"Besides, I am the dean!"
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"Phew... We've finally left the Heavenly Court!"
After the cloud boat left the area of the South Heavenly Gate,
The pig farmer let out a long sigh of relief.
Her slightly hunched back straightened up a bit without her noticing, and even the expression between her brows became lighter and more lively.
"Everyone says the Heavenly Court is good, and the Heavenly Court is indeed supreme."
"It's just...too depressing!"
Shui Bing'er keenly noticed the change in the person beside her.
That one in Heaven,
The pig farmer who was always cautious and submissive.
At this moment, between his brows
It unexpectedly exuded an air of unintentional majesty and domineering presence.
The cloud boat travels between the vast sky and the earth.
Below, majestic sacred mountains stretch endlessly, and a vast river flows ceaselessly.
Shui Bing'er saw terrifying, ferocious beasts hundreds of feet tall fighting and battling each other.
I glimpsed countless cities as vast as heaven.
They also saw the figures of the Wu tribe, with their imposing stature and wild aura like ancient ferocious gods, straddling the mountains.
Every now and then, a vast divine thought that made her soul tremble would sweep across the cloud boat, like the might of heaven descending upon the world!
"Do not be nervous!"
Seeing her tense expression, the pig farmer offered words of comfort.
"The Dao Venerable is both the Demon Emperor and the Ancestor of Humanity, and a distinguished guest of the Witch Clan. Under the Dao Venerable's decree, all races are equal, and some disputes are limited to those below the Golden Immortal level..."
He patted the nameplate at his waist, saying dismissively,
"Besides, both of us bear the mark of the Heavenly Court. Although this primordial world is vast, no one dares to be so foolish as to provoke the Heavenly Court!"
The pig herder was actually a catfish spirit.
His cultivation level was only at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm.
But this did not stop him from riding his cloud boat across the vast and desolate land with great swagger.
The Heavenly Court was his greatest reliance!
Shui Bing'er nodded.
They gained a deeper understanding of the power and prestige of the Heavenly Court.
About five or six hours later...
The cloud boat sailed into a vast snowfield.
The world was white, and the cold air was biting!
The pig farmer raised his hand and pointed:
"Look, that's our destination, Lingzhou!"
Following the pig farmer's direction, Shui Bing'er spotted a tiny green dot amidst the boundless snow.
As the cloud boat approached, the green dot rapidly enlarged.
Ultimately, it transformed into a vast, boundless, and vibrant continent.
Lying quietly amidst the ice and snow, it's like a miracle!
"How could such a vast oasis suddenly appear on the boundless snowfield?"
Shui Bing'er could not hide her surprise.
"A legend,"
"Millions of years ago, the Daoist Master had an earth-shattering battle with the Twelve Ancestral Witches. During the battle, a drop of divine blood from the Wood Ancestral Witch accidentally fell and transformed into this Spirit Continent!"
"After that battle, the Witch Clan revered the Daoist Venerable, the Human Race rose to power, and the Demon, Witch, and Human races divided the three realms, thus stabilizing the primordial world!"
The pig farmer was filled with longing and endless worship for the Daoist master.
A drop of blood, and the Spirit Continent is transformed!
Shui Bing'er was also stunned.
Then what kind of being is the Dao Venerable, who is the victor and stands above all of this?
The realm of gods.
"A single drop of blood created an entire continent?"
The Evil God King was stunned. This was too exaggerated!
"Ha, it's just the wild imagination of beings in the lower realm, spreading rumors and misinformation."
Poseidon chuckled lightly, unimpressed.
"Even if it were true, what's so difficult about it?"
The great god-kings stared blankly at the sea god.
Can I do it myself?
Or is it that Poseidon can do it?
"It's nothing more than distorting the laws of a place to create a false sense of vitality. To call this the creation of a continent is simply laughable."
Poseidon shook his head, his tone resolute.
"Any level three god could do this, what's there to brag about..."
"It seems that the strength of the primordial world is still debatable!"
The great god-kings also suddenly realized,
I sighed inwardly, thinking how truly the sea god deserved his elegant title of 'God of Wisdom' in the divine realm!
I was almost deceived by those ancient barbarians!
"But I... do seem to sense a strange power within it..."
The God of Life frowned slightly.
Gazing at the vibrant oasis against the sky, a hint of confusion and shock flashed in his eyes.
"It stirred a near-submissive tremor within the very essence of my being, yet also a yearning to draw closer..."
She holds the power of life and is particularly sensitive to the vitality of life.
Intuition told her,
If one were to cultivate in that oasis for a period of time,
I fear that my previously stagnant cultivation level will break through again!
"Never let others' ambitions boost your own!"
The Asura God's tone was slightly somber, carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.
Goodness, evil, and destruction—these are also seen as the Life God King being overly sensitive.
What the sea god said is the truth...
Seeing the crowd's opposition, the God-King of Life didn't say anything more.
I just hope that next time I can be chosen to go in person!
The Gate of Immortal Crossing.
A cloud boat soared through the sky.
The boat was as white as snow, and its entire body radiated a peaceful and serene aura.
Where the boat passes, auspicious clouds arise spontaneously, and thousands of auspicious wisps of air appear.
"They've arrived! The Celestial Master has come!"
The entire Immortal Crossing Sect instantly erupted in excitement!
The sect leader, Feng Qingzi, and the elders were already flushed with excitement, repeatedly shouting commands:
"Form ranks to welcome the arrival of the Immortal Master!"
"Celestial music, begin—!"
"Sword formation, activate—!"
"Fairy flowers pave the way, and sweet dew cleanses the dust!"
"..."
In an instant, celestial music filled the air, cleansing the mind and spirit.
Thousands of fairy flowers bloomed and fell from mid-air, filling the air with fragrance.
The rain was as soft as silk.
It spreads its rich spiritual energy to every corner.
Hundreds of disciples also danced on their swords at the same time.
The sword light was like a dragon.
They intertwine to form a solemn yet magnificent sword formation, solely to demonstrate utmost respect.