Chapter 54: Quasi-Saint Era, the Great Trend Begins

Kunlun Mountains.

Sanqing looked at the power of destiny that was separated from his body, his face filled with anger.

With a wave of the hand, the out-of-body luck returns again.

Yuqing Yuanshi said in a cold voice, "Dong Wanggong has set his sights on us Pangu Sect. Does he really take himself seriously?"

The Three Pure Ones considered themselves to be the authentic Pangu, and no one in the great land could match them.

With Pangu as the background, Dong Wanggong's behavior is like turning the tables on Tiangang and disrupting etiquette.

As the first saint in the prehistoric world, it was fine for Hongjun to absorb the luck from them.

How can the Three Pure Ones not be angry when a nobody wants to plot against them!
Taoist Taiqing said indifferently, "All the saints in the prehistoric times are aiming to enter the realm of quasi-saints, and 90% of them are in seclusion and don't care about worldly affairs. This Duke Dong is very thoughtful and wants to take advantage of this time to gain momentum. What a good plan."

Shang Qing Tong Tian's sharp edge shot up into the sky, "Second brother, don't be so angry. There are people who are more angry than us."

“Those two people in the Heavenly Palace are probably trying their best to break through and save the situation.”

Taoist Taiqing said, "It is important to enter the Quasi-Sage realm as soon as possible. One step down, every step down. The name of Pangu's authentic sect must not be lost!"

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Heading towards the East China Sea.

Golden light flashed in Yang Gui's eyes, and pieces of information appeared in his mind.

“I didn’t expect this old guy to be so willing to postpone the lecture for three days.”

This can be considered as achieving his original purpose.

However, what surprised Yang Gui was that after this ancient sacred being returned to the ancient world and learned of his name as Guixuan Daozu, he tacitly chose to remain silent.

No one went to Tianwai Hundun to tell tales.

"Interesting, really interesting."

This primitive world was much more interesting than the one he remembered.

The secrets of heaven were confused by him, and Hongjun had not yet achieved the Tao. Even as a saint he could not figure it out for a while.

Dong Wanggong was eager to die, and tried to use the power of heaven and earth and the authority of the saint to suppress the sacred beings of the ancient world and step on them to gain the throne.

It was simply audacious.

Above the East China Sea, thousands of immortals gathered.

Waves of luck and fortune fell on Dong Wanggong from all directions.

"It's a pity that the Queen Mother of the West's temple was attacked by someone, and I lost my spiritual treasure and had no intention of participating. Otherwise, with the harmony of yin and yang, my luck would flourish, and I would definitely be able to enter the realm of quasi-saint!"

"Almost, almost!"

Duke Dong sighed inwardly.

It is difficult to sit on the holy throne in Zixiao Palace, but I didn’t expect that it would be so difficult to enter the quasi-saint realm.

After failing to break into the Quasi-Saint realm, Lord Dong turned his attention to the myriad immortals below.

"Ten thousand immortals have been formed, and the situation is in my hands!"

"Besides, I have more than one way!"

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, which was accidentally obtained tens of thousands of years ago, can finally be revealed to the world today.

The ancient times do not count years, ten thousand years later.

With the establishment of the Immortal Palace, countless creatures poured into the East China Sea.

The demon clan's heavenly court was recruiting creatures into the demon clan on a large scale, and the name of Gui Xuan Daozu spread throughout the ancient times.

And as time passed, these weak creatures who practiced the Taoism passed down by Yang Gui rapidly improved their strength at a terrifying speed.

The Immortal Court and the Heavenly Court fought endlessly.

Various magical treasures were accidentally discovered.

For a time, the dispute between the two sides intensified, and even the witch clan was involved.

Some bold monsters had grudges against the witch clan and took advantage of the chaos to attack the witch clan's treasure house.

Eventually he was easily beaten to death by the chief wizard of the witch clan, and the witch clan joined the battle.

The conflict among the three parties became acute.

On this very day.

Kunlun Mountain, Taiqing Palace.

Taoist Taiqing has three flowers on his head, golden light interweaving, and the five energies in his chest rushing straight into the sky.

Suddenly, one hears a light shout from the Taoist priest Taiqing, the sound of which echoes throughout Kunlun Mountain.

"cut!"

As a golden light flashed on his body, an old man with kind eyes, white hair and beard, holding the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Tower on his head, walked out from him with a smile.

"I am the poor Taoist, I am here to meet you, Taoist friend!"

It seems like a signal.

Yuqing Palace and Shangqing Palace.

A strong momentum appeared one after another.

The authentic Pangu, the Three Pure Ones of the ancient world, have entered the realm of quasi-saints!

This attracted countless sacred and powerful beings in the ancient world, whose eyes were full of envy.

Fight to cross! Fight to cross!
Fight for the great power of heaven and earth! Fight for the destiny of the ancient world!
The beautiful eyes of Nuwa from Mount Buzhou were moving, while the two from Mount Xumi were lamenting endlessly.

Heaven, Witch Clan, and the East China Sea.

They all sensed the rise of three quasi-saints, appearing in the world.

boom!
Another five thousand years passed.

Nuwa, Zhunti, Jie Yin, Di Jun, Taiyi and other ancient sacred figures broke through the quasi-saint realm one after another.

The prehistoric era of quasi-saints has finally arrived!
Over the East China Sea.

Yang Gui hovered in the void, silently observing the Penglai Fairy Island.

When Yang Gui felt the emergence of quasi-saint auras, he showed an expectant expression.

"There are thousands of formations within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and their luck connects heaven and earth."

"I didn't expect that Dong Wanggong is not as stupid as the legend says. He can actually find another way from the way I passed down."

“Now that the two sides are fighting, it becomes much more interesting to see who will win and who will lose.”

“The trend has begun!”

Dong Wanggong failed to break the mirror and learned from countless young creatures that Guixuan Daozu was preaching in the ancient times.

When I think of Gui Xuan’s mysterious identity in Zixiao Palace, sitting with Daozu.

Dong Wanggong began to collect the teachings taught by Yang Gui.

He actually figured out another path, which, although imperfect, was comparable to the quasi-saint realm at this time.

Sure enough, it was just as he expected.

Less than five thousand years.

The war has begun!

The sky is filled with murderous intent, and all living beings are terrified.

Some sacred beings who do not want to be contaminated by cause and effect began to retreat and avoid cause and effect.

heaven.

Di Jun sat in his seat, and an imperial aura filled the entire heaven.

Looking at the serious faces of the demon saints and demon gods below, "Dong Wanggong has bullied our demon clan too much. He has intercepted the power of our destiny and tried to cause chaos in the ancient world. God has sent a murderous intention and will destroy them!"

Donghuang Taiyi was full of domineering aura, "Brother, Penglai in the East China Sea is the wrestling stone for us demons. The demons must destroy Penglai in order to gain prestige in the prehistoric world and completely subdue the demon forces."

The two innate saints broke into the realm of quasi-saints and found their own path.

At this point, they understood better than anyone what to do next. "Your Majesty, the army is ready! We are just waiting for your order to annihilate the Penglai Immortals in one fell swoop!"

The demon clan's heavenly court crossed the witch clan's territory and headed straight for the East China Sea.

Demon Master Kunpeng looked envious and said as he stood nearby.

As a fellow guest of Zixiao Palace, he was a step slower than the two in front of him.

The demon emperor Di Jun's heart was agitated, his eyes were filled with excitement, "Second brother, you will be in charge of the Heavenly Palace to prevent the witch clan from attacking."

"This time, we will set out on an expedition from Penglai!"

The Demon Emperor Jun, a sacred person in the early stage of Quasi-Saint, led 100,000 demons with murderous intent.

Conquer the East China Sea.

"The King of the East has bullied me too much. All the monsters, follow me and kill us in the East Sea!"

Di Jun's eyes were cold and his voice was as chilly as the ice in the Far North.

The sound fell from the sky to the vast earth and reached the ears of countless living beings.

"I am the first male immortal appointed by the saint himself!"

"Di Jun! You robbed my dojo and disobeyed me. You deserve to die!"

Dong Wanggong brought a hundred thousand immortals with him, looked up at the sky, and his robes rustled.

The two powerful forces collided with each other, and the innate spiritual energy roared in the void.

"You have also entered the realm of quasi-saint?!"

Emperor Jun sat in the Ninth Heaven, looking at Prince Dong on the Penglai Immortal Road with some surprise and uncertainty.

To reach the quasi-saint realm, one needs to clarify one's own path.

In the interaction between heaven and earth, the momentum of the ancient world is aroused.

But before this, he had not felt that there was anyone in the East China Sea who had broken through to the level of Quasi-Saint.

This Dong Wanggong is really hiding deeply!
The aura of Duke Dong Wang was clearly that of a quasi-saint, yet it felt a little different.

Moreover, the 100,000 immortals from various races behind him seemed to be a little strange.

They all looked at Dong Wanggong with fanaticism, as if Dong Wanggong was the Tao in their eyes and everything to them.

Such a strange scene, not only Di Jun felt something was wrong, but even the demon saint behind him looked solemn.

"Your Majesty, there's something wrong with this East Sea Immortal!"

Crazy!

obsessed!

fanaticism!

These 100,000 immortals were like possessed by demons, and all they could see was the figure of King Dong.

Before the two of them could figure out what was happening, Duke Dong had already taken action.

"The demons are disobeying the saints and rebelling against the way of heaven!"

"Set up the formation! Kill the monster!!"

boom!
One hundred thousand scattered immortals moved in unison, forming large formations tacitly.

There were various immortals, surrounded by immortal light, and inexplicable auras appeared on them.

Many magic weapons shine brightly and serve as the center of the formation.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Array contains countless immortal arrays.

The more immortals there are, the more powerful the formation will be.

Among the one hundred thousand scattered immortals, there are one thousand Daluo.

There are tens of thousands of Taiyi Golden Immortals.

There are more than 50,000 Golden Immortals, and the rest are Mysterious Immortals.

Such a grand scene frightened the sacred beings in the ancient world who were secretly watching the battle.

"This Lord Dong actually has such a method?"

Qing Tongtian was standing on Kunlun Mountain, watching from afar, feeling excited.

He has always been passionate about the art of formation.

After seeing the mystery of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation today, he became even more eager and couldn't wait to use his Dharma Eye to decipher the mystery.

Above the East China Sea, endless spiritual energy gathers, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

"The King of the East has no talent or virtue, and he is causing chaos and plague!"

"Demon clan, fight!"

Seeing this, Di Jun no longer cared about anything else.

Things have come to this point. In order to achieve his hegemony, he must first occupy the righteousness!

Besides, Dong Wanggong had already made preparations for this battle, and was obviously ready to capture the Heavenly Palace. This battle would only end when one side was defeated!
Countless demons moved at the sound, and demonic energy rose to the sky.

The battle begins!

Killing broke out everywhere and the heaven and earth froze.

The ten great demon saints, with their subordinates, rushed into the formation of ten thousand immortals.

Emperor Jun held the River Map and the Luo Shu in his hands, the sound of Tao filled the air, mountains, seas and lakes appeared, and the terrain of the East China Sea changed instantly.

Between the strong, there is no need for too many words, just fight!

"Di Jun, come and die!"

Dong Wanggong roared angrily, and his aura broke through the solidified space.

The dragon head crutch in his hand turned into a purple-gold dragon and roared out.

The true fire of the sun burst out from Di Jun's body and transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall golden crow, heading towards the purple-gold divine dragon.

The battle between quasi-saints first appeared in the prehistoric land.

The overwhelming momentum made some ancient sacred beings breathless.

Emperor Jun has the air of an emperor and is calm in the face of worldly affairs; Duke Dong is shrouded in mystery and is difficult to predict.

The actions of both sides were earth-shattering.

In a flash, the Golden Crow and the Shenlong collided.

All the creatures in the East China Sea only felt a flash before their eyes.

Looking up into the void, the two gods, Dong Wanggong and Di Jun, had golden blood flowing from their mouths, and it was obvious that they had been hurt.

"Both of you are in the early stage of Quasi-Saint. In terms of realm, you two are evenly matched."

Taoist Taiqing said calmly from a distance.

Yuqing Yuanshi frowned, "At our level, it's not just about the level that matters."

The two in the distance, one defies the law and tries to fight for the supreme position; the other steps on the sacredness and wants to unify the world.

Yuanshi liked none of them.

While they were talking, Di Jun moved again.

The true fire of the sun flew out from his body, transforming into blazing arrows that burned the sky and boiled the sea, rushing towards the King of the East in a dense and overwhelming manner.

The true fire of the sun is his innate true fire, an innate magical power with extraordinary power.

Dong Wanggong floated above the East China Sea, surrounded by thousands of arrows and heat waves covering the sky.

He threw a huge formation diagram into the air, which echoed with the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation below.

Yang Gui looked at the battle formation diagram above Dong Wanggong's head with a strange expression.

"Ten Thousand Immortals Formation Diagram?"

(End of this chapter)