Chapter 129 The Mastermind Reveals His True Colors! Battle Through the Heavens Invades!
When the spacetime rift appeared before,
Both empires and various sects were extremely excited.
Later, due to a series of unforeseen events, such as the war between demons and monsters, the matter was shelved.
Later, some people secretly sneaked into the crack and never returned, and gradually no one paid any attention to it anymore.
Unexpectedly, today it happened outside the Haotian Sect.
Another spatial rift leading to the Battle Through the Heavens has appeared!
Considering the recent rumors of a "divine opportunity"...
Maybe this time it really will be different.
The Tang Clan and the Haotian Sect may be able to rise again through this opportunity!
"Hehehehe... What a weak and pathetic world!"
Just as everyone's thoughts were wandering and they were dreaming about the future,
A sinister, eerie laugh.
It suddenly came from that dark spacetime rift!
...
Beyond the cloud boat.
Ancient clan elder Gu Nanhai gazed at the majestic cloud ship, which resembled a fortress in the sky.
His eyes revealed an undisguised obsession and fervor.
They had already found out that the people living inside this cloud boat belonged to the force of Shui Bing'er, who was making a name for herself in the prehistoric world.
They came with sincerity.
Want to use the elixirs, cultivation techniques, and fighting skills from the Doupo world?
Exchange for some rare resources or magical artifacts from the primordial world.
The people on the cloud boat were quite friendly when they heard that they came from another world.
The two sides exchanged some resources.
Gu Nanhai also took the opportunity to gather a lot of information about the prehistoric world.
However, when they proposed exchanging the divine weapons that Shui Bing'er had brought back from Heaven,
But the other party rejected him without hesitation.
"Elder, how about we..."
A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of one of the accompanying ancient clan leaders, and he made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Although Shui Bing'er wields immense power in the prehistoric world, she is not actually in this realm."
"In my opinion, the cultivation level of these people on the immortal ship is nothing special... It's a complete waste for them to have such divine weapons in their hands!"
"Leave it to my subordinates. I guarantee it will be done cleanly. Even if they investigate, they won't be able to trace it back to the ancient clan."
The speaker was Gu Santong, a radical figure among the young and middle-aged men of the clan.
He grew up in the glory of being the "head of the eight ancient tribes."
He has always been arrogant and haughty.
After ascertaining Douluo's strength
They scoffed at the group, regarding the Douluo Continent team as merely a group of lucky ones.
They were just "natives" who had taken the first step into the primordial world.
"inappropriate."
Gu Nanhai shook his head. He was an ancient relic who had witnessed the fall of the Xiao clan and lived for countless years.
Their vision is naturally much broader.
"We will eventually enter the primordial world, so we must not rashly make such a powerful enemy."
He was pondering how to maximize the benefits for the ancient clan.
Suddenly his brow furrowed.
Sensing an extremely familiar yet repulsive aura, his gaze suddenly turned to the other side of the Douluo World.
"These rats in the sewers... they're not slow at all."
Gu Nanhai snorted coldly, clearly aware of the Soul Clan's covert intrusion.
In a flash, he came up with a plan.
Perhaps... we should let those rats go first and fight until they are both badly injured.
At that time, the ancient clan will step in again to clean up the mess.
Not only can one reap the benefits,
Perhaps we can even do each other a favor and pave the way for future development in the wilderness.
...
The turmoil in the Douluo world did not dampen the enthusiasm of the people of Chaoge to watch the drama unfold.
However, on the high platform,
Tang San really raised his hand and brought down the knife.
When that bloody scene of "white knife going in, red knife coming out" unfolded,
Many people turned their heads away, unable to bear it.
The pain of having bone removed is excruciating!
Tang San's face was contorted with pain.
But when he caught a glimpse of the smug look in Tang Hao's eyes, a surge of obsessive ruthlessness welled up inside him.
As if to prove something,
Or perhaps he was trying to salvage something, so he became even more ruthless and violent, almost to the point of madness.
Just as his consciousness was about to be swallowed up by pain and resentment.
A serene and peaceful chant suddenly echoed in his mind:
"The body is a Bodhi tree, the mind a clear mirror. Constantly wipe it clean, lest it be covered with dust!"
Seeing that things had developed to this point, the two Bodhisattvas, Sunlight and Moonlight, could no longer remain seated.
A golden light flashed in his hand, enveloping Tang San's entire body.
The voice seemed to possess a strange power.
The ferocious and painful expression on Tang San's face gradually calmed down.
At this moment, he doesn't seem to be enduring torture, but rather undergoing a solemn act of self-redemption.
"Holy Monk...this is the true Holy Monk!"
Seeing that Tang San was covered in blood yet radiated Buddhist light and did not fall,
His public image is surprisingly showing signs of reversal.
After the bloody ritual of "returning bones to the father and flesh to the mother" was completed,
Fearing further trouble, the Bodhisattvas of Sunlight and Moonlight ceased their concealment.
A majestic Dharma form manifested directly in the air.
"The Tripitaka Master returned his bones to his father and his flesh to his mother, a feat that moved heaven and earth. He is truly a great sage of our Buddhist community!"
"This great vow made for the sake of all living beings, and the magnificent journey to the West, is an act of supreme compassion and immeasurable merit!"
The Moonlight Bodhisattva drew a ray of moonlight, and the Sunlight Bodhisattva cut a section of sunlight, sprinkling it upon Tang San, who was no longer human.
As the Buddha's light flowed,
Tang San's physical body recovered to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Disciple Sanzang thanks the Bodhisattva! I will never forget my mission to travel west!"
Tang San prostrated himself in worship, his voice devout.
Di Xin watched this scene with cold eyes, his contempt growing even stronger.
really,
This is yet another drama orchestrated and acted by the Buddhist community.
He was too lazy to expose them and just wanted to end this farce as soon as possible.
He was pondering how to deal with those unruly prehistoric cultivators... This time, he had given the Buddhist sect some face.
Perfect, we can use them as weapons.
However, at this moment—
A guard, looking flustered, rushed to the emperor and whispered an urgent report.
Upon hearing this, Di Xin flew into a rage!
"How dare these mere barbarians repeatedly defy the majesty of Heaven and deceive our Great Shang into believing we have no one to rule?!"
He suddenly stood up.
"By my decree: Prepare the army for war! I will personally lead the army to crush the Nine Li!"
After saying this, Emperor Xin turned and left.
Civil and military officials hurriedly followed suit, some passionately volunteering for battle, while others tried their best to dissuade them.
The war horn suddenly sounded, and the people below the stage had no mind to pay attention to the journey to the west or the story of returning one's bones to one's father.
Whether excited or fearful, the crowd scattered in all directions.
Looking at Di Xin, who showed no respect and left without a word, and the chaotic and hastily concluded Dharma assembly,
The faces of the Bodhisattvas Sunlight and Moonlight were ashen.
But there was nothing they could do.
Fortunately... the westward journey was not affected.
Suppressing their anger, the two pretended nothing had happened and silently disappeared into the void.
On the high platform, only Tang San and Tang Hao remained, staring at each other in disbelief.
Their eyes were filled with anger and resentment.
But now, after "removing the bones and returning the flesh",
They have no relationship whatsoever, and can't even find a reason to accuse each other.
All he could do was stare at the other person with gritted teeth.
"Huh? That's it?"
"Those bald monks are despicable! They ruined a perfectly good show!"
Below the stage, a little boy wearing a red bib, with delicate features like a porcelain doll, stomped his feet, looking indignant.
However, the next second—
A slender hand appeared out of nowhere, precisely grabbed his ear, and lifted him up.
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