Chapter 169: Founding a Sect and Becoming a Patriarch

"A semi-saint-level God-killing insect is enough to give these people a hard time!"

God-killing insect, this is a terrifying name, anyone who knows it will turn pale when talking about it. Moreover, the suppression of heaven and earth has just begun to loosen, and there are very few cultivators who have entered the realm of the king of the way of killing, not to mention that it has already stepped half a foot into the holy realm, and its body is not inferior to that of an ordinary saint. If the people chasing it don’t have the holy soldiers, they will probably die. Even if they have the holy soldiers, they will be skinned alive.

According to legend, there was a saint in ancient times who successfully fed a few demigod insects, which were not the real ancestor insects. Together with him, he killed an awakened ancient king and disintegrated them to death.

"what……"

"dragon!"

"what……"

Sharp cries rang out one after another, and nothing could stop it. The little dragon-like divine insect was invincible and could kill anyone with one strike.

All kinds of magic weapons were completely useless as they were all crushed by the golden light. The divine insect was as fast as lightning and pierced through people's skulls every time, and no weapon could stop it.

Everyone retreated quickly. It was almost impossible to defeat the enemy. They killed people like crazy and destroyed many masters. The empty space was filled with blood.

People retreated like a tide. The Jinwu clan, the Human King Palace, the Guanghan Palace, the Ziwei Divine Dynasty and other forces sacrificed their legendary holy weapons, otherwise they would surely die. They held up a curtain of light to protect their own people.

"This worm's body is more powerful than a saint's. It can penetrate any flesh and blood!"

A shrill scream suddenly tore through the air, and the crowd surged like a tide, fleeing in all directions, with everyone's heart shrouded in despair of the impending doom. That power seemed to be able to penetrate all the divine barriers in the world, ruthlessly devouring the spirit and soul of living beings.

"This... is 'murder'!" An ancient and noble being in the Taiyin Divine Religion said in a voice full of shock and fear. His memory quickly surged, corroborating the records in the ancient books. However, before he finished speaking, and the word "divine insect" was still lingering in his throat, his immortal platform was severely damaged, and his consciousness was instantly devoured by the terrifying thing and disappeared into thin air.

“What?! Even the strongest people in the world can’t resist this power for even a moment!” Unbelievable cries were heard all around, and emotions of panic and despair spread rapidly like a plague.

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Zixia and Ji Ziyue only caught the faint aftermath of the screams in the air, and then they stepped out of the domain gate like an arrow, turning into two bright lights, instantly blending into the chaotic and tense atmosphere of the outside world. The dozens of survivors of the Sun God Cult, with deep fear of the unknown and an urgent desire for safety, were instantly attracted by the two lights and gathered around them.

Zixia held up the old headmaster's ancient token high up, with the sun's divine power flowing on it, like the scorching sun in the sky, instantly illuminating everyone's heart and calming the panic at the scene. Most of the sparks of the divine religion were precocious and intelligent, and they saw through the weight and hope behind the token at a glance. Their eyes were red, and their gazes flowed between the token, Zixia, Ji Ziyue, and the child in Ah Xiu's arms, and finally condensed into an unshakable determination.

"The crisis is still there. Only by moving forward can we find peace!" Zixia's voice was clear and firm, inspiring everyone like a horn. Ji Ziyue followed closely behind, gently opened her red lips, and lightly touched the void with her fingertips, as if weaving a bridge to an unknown world. In an instant, the domain gate burst open again, revealing an endless starry sky and an unknown journey full of challenges. In order to ensure that this trip was foolproof, Zixia and Ji Ziyue led everyone to shuttle continuously in the void. Each crossing was like crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and even beyond the boundaries of the continent. Over the course of several months, they experienced the vastness of the starry sky and the changes in the void, and finally arrived at the mysterious place in Xiniu Hezhou where the ancestral veins were revived.

"This is the mysterious place where you and I first arrived and where you experienced the heavenly tribulation!" Ji Ziyue said softly, realizing that Zixia had finally decided not to let them travel through the void endlessly.

"The ancestral bloodline has awakened. The secrets of this place are unpredictable. It should be able to block the prying eyes of those people. The Holy Emperor's bloodline should be safe here." Zixia explained, revealing the deep meaning that led everyone here.

"This is the place! I intend to settle you all here and wait for the opportunity." After she finished speaking, she raised her jade hand lightly and performed an exquisite reflection technique. In the flow of light and shadow, the dying words of the old leader of the Sun God Cult and the tragic scene of the heroes of the Cult defending the cult appeared vividly before her eyes.

This scene moved all the surviving flames in the cult, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Zixia stared at the people who had survived the catastrophe of the Divine Religion, and a sense of determination surged in her heart, "The future path is up to you to choose. As for me, I want to establish a new sect here, named 'Yin Yang Dao', I wonder if you are interested."

"Found a sect and become the founder? What are you trying to do!" Ji Ziyue was shocked by Zixia's words.

At this time, the girl holding the baby stepped forward, her voice somewhat anxious: "If so, what kind of method can we learn from it?"

Zixia smiled and said slowly: "I will teach you the secrets of 'Taiyin and Taiyang' and the essence of 'Yin Yang Magic'." After that, she waved her sleeves lightly, and a ray of holy light that combined the power of Taiyin and Taiyang flowed through her fingertips. Although she did not fully master the two ancient scriptures of the human race, the display of this holy power was enough to shock this group of newcomers who had just started practicing, and they were all convinced. What's more, Zixia did have the inheritance of these two precious ancient scriptures.

In fact, Zixia's original intention of establishing Yin-Yang Dao came from her deep sense of responsibility and desire to protect - she did not want the descendants of the Holy Queen to be bullied again, and she did not want the two treasures of the human race, the "Ancient Book of the Sun" and the "Ancient Book of the Moon", to be lost. At the same time, she also wanted to carry forward the Way of Human Desire and let the descendants of the Holy Emperor reproduce more.

"Taiyin and Taiyang, I understand. What is the Yin-Yang magic?" The girl holding the baby asked her doubts.

Facing the girl's repeated questioning, Zixia patiently explained: "'The Art of Yin and Yang' is the highest realm of harmonious coexistence of Yin and Yang. It is not only a method of cultivation, but also a profound insight into the essence of life. Remember, under the skin, there are 206 bones supporting it, and the complexity of the human heart can create a myriad of worlds. Learn to observe the human heart through the bones between life and death, and understand life and death through the human heart. Treat beauty as passing clouds, and the bones can also produce beauty. Only in this way can you reach a state of no desire and no fear, and achieve extraordinary achievements."

Having said this, the survivors were full of respect and were about to kneel down to pay homage, but Zixia dodged their kneeling with a flick of her hand. At the same time, she waved her jade hand and three towering mountains slowly rose from the ground, with great momentum. She imitated the ancient Queen Mother of the West and imprinted the essence of the Ancient Sun Scripture and the Ancient Moon Scripture, as well as the mystery of the Six Desires Heavenly Art, into the mountains in a mysterious way. Although it was difficult to reach the charm of the Queen Mother of the West, it also had its own solemnity and sacredness.

"You don't have to rush to worship me. I'm just a messenger of inheritance." Zixia's voice was gentle but firm. "On the road of cultivation, opportunity and understanding are both indispensable. I have hidden three supreme magics in these three mountains. Whoever is lucky enough to understand them will have an indissoluble bond with them. I hope you can calmly comprehend and live up to this good fortune."

(End of this chapter)