Pei Tu Gou

Chapter 659 Great Beginning Holy Master

Chapter 1230 The Sound of Daos

Thousands of perilous peaks surrounded the sacred mountain, known as Da Shi Mountain, where many disciples of the Da Shi Holy Land were stationed.

However, the true mountain gate of the Da Shi Holy Land was even higher than Da Shi Mountain!

It was so high that it surpassed the clouds, seemingly standing apart from the heavens and stepping into the starry sky. Compared to the bustle of Da Shi Mountain, this floating palace appeared desolate.

Within the substantial spiritual energy, no cultivators could be seen.

"Hoo~"

Ao Wu Shou slowly exhaled and opened his eyes.

"Thirty years..."

Ao Wu Shou's eyes flickered.

The sudden tribulation of the cave heavens had caused him too much damage, taking him a full thirty years to recover.

And the sad thing was, he could vaguely sense that his next tribulation of the cave heavens would arrive in the near future.

One wrong move, and he would be severely injured again, or even fall in realm.

This time coming to Dongzhou, he had not yet seen the enemy who had slapped his face twice, nor had he seen any benefits. All he encountered were difficulties.

So much so that he felt like retreating again.

Squeak~

Not long after Ao Wu Shou woke up, someone pushed open the door of his secluded stone chamber.

Da Tuo Luo walked in slowly with a grim face.

"Your injuries, have they not healed yet?"

Seeing Da Tuo Luo, Ao Wu Shou frowned immediately, still able to smell a strong bloody scent between his nose and mouth.

"Far from it."

Da Tuo Luo shook his head.

Compared to Ao Wu Shou, he, who had just passed through the tribulation of the cave heavens thirty years ago, was naturally more severely injured.

Ao Wu Shou had injured his muscles and bones, but he had almost fallen in realm. The cave heavens had damaged his origin, and thirty years was simply not enough to repair the cave heavens and his injuries.

"Then you?" Ao Wu Shou was somewhat surprised. Breaking a cultivator's seclusion was no small matter.

"The Dragon Clan, is completely wiped out." Da Tuo Luo stared at Ao Wu Shou and said, word by word, "The King of the East Sea Waters, Ao Guang, has been suppressed!"

"What?!"

Ao Wu Shou was horrified and lost his composure: "Dongzhou actually has someone who can suppress Ao Guang?!"

Of course, he knew exactly who Ao Guang was.

Back then, it was Ao Guang who expelled him from the East Sea, forcing him to go to Longzhou and seek refuge with the Bu Tian Pavilion.

Ao Guang was the King of the East Sea Waters, and the head of the tens of thousands of aquatic creatures and dragons in the East Sea. His bloodline was noble, his cultivation was strong, and his physique was the most outstanding in the world.

Who could suppress him?

"This person..."

Da Tuo Luo's expression suddenly became subtle. Ao Wu Shou even saw a hint of fear and dread on his face.

"Do you still remember why you came to Dongzhou?" Da Tuo Luo's eyes were somewhat complicated, with regret in his heart.

"You, you mean?"

Ao Wu Shou's dragon eyes widened, his heart filled with disbelief: "How, how is this possible?!"

In just thirty years, he would certainly not forget the shame of being beaten back to the domain gate.

But how was this possible?

If that person was so powerful, he would have already pulled himself back to suppress him, right?

"I'm afraid it's him."

Da Tuo Luo was fearful.

If it weren't for the sudden tribulation of the cave heavens, wouldn't the two of them have been delivering themselves to their deaths?

He didn't believe that person had broken through to the Feng Hou (Sealing Marquis) realm in just thirty years.

In his opinion, that person had probably already cultivated to the Guiyi (Return to One) realm. Otherwise, a Feng Hou powerhouse who had just broken through would not be able to suppress Ao Guang, that old dragon.

Ao Wu Shou fell silent, unable to recover for a while.

Da Tuo Luo stood quietly, without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the stone chamber suddenly became strange.

......

More than a hundred miles away from the two, in a majestic hall surrounded by palaces, the atmosphere was equally heavy.

Powerful figures sat upright amidst the swirling divine light.

All were solemnly looking at the majestic figure sitting on the throne in the center of the main hall, like a great horse wielding a golden saber.

Da da da~

Long fingers tapped on the armrest of the throne, and the majestic figure slowly opened his eyes. Flame-like eyes fell on the kneeling youth in the center of the hall:

"You said that your sect leader, along with several other sect leaders, all felt something, predicting a crisis was coming, before going to the Myriad Dharma Tower?"

"Answering the Holy Lord..."

The youth's expression tightened, and he replied respectfully, "My elder did indeed explain it this way..."

The battle at the Myriad Dharma Tower spread extremely quickly. Almost immediately, the major sects had learned of the news.

After the shock and anger, they sent people to the several holy lands for help.

The current Yuanyang Daoist was no longer someone they could control.

"So, that's somewhat interesting."

The Da Shi Holy Lord on the throne was thoughtful. A few days ago, he had also sensed a warning in the dark.

Now it seemed that the warning was not aimed at his Da Shi Holy Land, but at all the major forces in the world?

To the point that even the old Taoist of the Taiyi Gate had fallen...

"Extinguishing Emotion Dao, Myriad Dharma Tower... up to now, Taiyi Gate, Jingyang Mountain, Heavenly Tome Academy, Vacuum Dao... Nine of the Ten Sects have fallen into the hands of this Yuanyang Daoist!"

A black-clad elder spoke faintly, with flickering light in his eyes:

"Is it true that when the world changes drastically, a monstrous figure must emerge?"

The Yuanyang Daoist had only been born for more than thirty years since his sudden appearance, yet he had reached such a degree. His level of terror far exceeded the previous Heavenly Cauldron Emperor.

Such a person could no longer be described as a genius.

"Since ancient times, a peerless monstrous figure has emerged whenever there is a great era. This is the change of heaven and earth, the torrent of the times. Those who dare to resist have been buried in the long river of time."

A white-clad elder sighed softly:

"The rise of the Yuanyang Daoist is rare in ancient and modern times. It seems that he was born in response to the times, a person who will usher in a great future..."

"Fang Yingqiu! You still say such things! You said this thirty years ago, and we listened. But now, the Yuanyang Daoist has suppressed the Ten Sects. If he continues to attack, he will point his sword at the Holy Land!"

The black-clad elder was furious:

"Are we going to abandon our mountain gate and run away?!"

It wasn't just the black-clad elder.

All the elders of the Da Shi Holy Land in the vast palace looked at the white-clad elder Fang Yingqiu, their expressions changing.

They had been inactive for decades, first because of the sudden tribulation of the cave heavens thirty years ago, and second because of Fang Yingqiu.

Now that they saw the tiger had been fostered, they couldn't help but resent him, but Fang Yingqiu's status was extremely high, and they didn't dare to contradict him.

"Why not?"

Facing the cold eyes of the crowd, Fang Yingqiu's expression was indifferent, neither happy nor sad, and even his voice didn't fluctuate much: "There is nothing constant in the world, and there is nothing constantly strong! Even the Supreme has times of weakness, so how can our Holy Land be eternally strong?"

"What a joke!"

The black-clad elder slammed the table and sneered, "My Da Shi Holy Land has stood for millions of years, and geniuses have been born in every generation!

Even if the Yuanyang Daoist is the Supreme of this era, how can he match our glory of ten thousand generations?"

"Lin Fengmo, you have said this many times."

Fang Yingqiu sat still, his eyes clear, reflecting the expressions of everyone in the hall, shaking his head:

"But what did you rely on to sit on the position of the Great Elder of the Da Shi Holy Land? Was it that the family fortune accumulated for you by your butcher father was too abundant?"

Boom!

Blood energy soared, the sky was already cold, but at this time it was like being in a magma fire sea, the entire hall hummed and vibrated.

In the vast blood energy, Lin Fengmo's eyes burned, and real flames surrounded his body, obviously extremely angry:

"Fang Yingqiu, do you want to die?"

Fang Yingqiu still sat without chaos, flicking his fingers, his expression casual: "Just you? Not enough!"

Hoo~

The hall was filled with murderous aura, and many elders and true disciples of the Da Shi Holy Land frowned.

But they weren't too worried. With the Holy Lord in front, they naturally wouldn't be able to fight.

"Alright."

As expected, seeing the two at daggers drawn, the Da Shi Holy Lord on the throne also spoke.

He glanced at the two at daggers drawn: "Others haven't really come to the door yet, and you yourselves have already become chaotic. What a joke!"

His voice was neither high nor low, but it suppressed all the noise in the hall, tearing apart the heavy and murderous atmosphere.

"Elder Fang's words make some sense. The trend of the times is irreversible. If the trend is really rolling, it's nothing for us to retreat..."

The Da Shi Holy Lord stared at Fang Yingqiu, who met his gaze calmly, without guilt in his heart.

"But, that Yuanyang Daoist, can't represent anything, let alone the Great World!"

The Da Shi Holy Lord's expression was calm, his voice indifferent:

"The change of heaven and earth has not yet come, everything is illusory! We haven't even seen the person, yet we want to retreat three times. If this is done, wouldn't I become the laughing stock of the world?"

Fang Yingqiu's expression changed slightly, and he stopped speaking.

Lin Fengmo also restrained his anger and listened respectfully to the words of the Da Shi Holy Lord.

"Heaven and earth are undergoing changes. There is the Yuanyang Daoist who was born, with unparalleled talent. There are the endless deserts of the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, and the various tribes and holy lands are restless. There are also waves rising in the Star Sea, and it is suspected that the powerhouses of the starry sky intend to descend..."

The Da Shi Holy Lord's eyes were deep, as if there were endless stars in his eyes, seemingly seeing the earth-shattering changes in the Star Sea:

"In this great era, some Human Sovereigns have broken their Dao and fallen, some have retreated sadly, some have sealed their mountains and hidden, but some have fought hard!

My Da Shi Holy Land may not be able to dominate in this great era, but we cannot be mediocre! Before the Great World arrives, who will dominate is still unknown!"

The sound waves were like thunder, deafening. The huge hall was silent, becoming silent.

No matter who it was, in this voice, they could hear the deepest desire in the heart of the Da Shi Holy Lord, like fire, like the sun.

Suppressed for an unknown amount of time, once it erupted, it would inevitably be earth-shattering.

Everyone was silent, and Fang Yingqiu sighed and spoke:

"Holy Lord's words, please forgive me for disagreeing."

The Da Shi Holy Lord looked down indifferently: "Why?"

"If we are talking about cultivators, there is nothing wrong with that, but behind the Holy Lord, is my Da Shi Holy Land..."

Fang Yingqiu's expression was calm, and he cupped his hands slightly:

"If the Holy Lord has the heart to seal a king and compete for the Supreme position, then, Fang Yingqiu is here, begging the Holy Lord to abdicate!"

Begging the Holy Lord to abdicate?!

As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely strange.

Including Lin Fengmo, none of the true disciples and elders of the Da Shi Holy Land could have imagined that Fang Yingqiu's courage would be so great!

He actually wanted the Holy Lord to abdicate!

Lin Fengmo was extremely shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward, his momentum like a tide, suppressing like a mountain, and issued a thunderous decree: "Fang Yingqiu, are you rebelling?!"

"No!"

Fang Yingqiu slowly got up, his momentum rising like the rising sun, his eyes did not contain Lin Fengmo.

He just stared at the Da Shi Holy Lord: "The ancestor said it first, if you say rebellion, it is the Holy Lord, you are going to rebel!"

"You are bold!"

Lin Fengmo's expression changed, and he realized how 'reserved' Fang Yingqiu had been when talking to him in the past.

Buzz~

A vast aura filled the hall, like the sun falling into this place, instantly illuminating all disharmony.

"Elder Fang has traveled in Dongzhou for many years, and seems to know something..."

The Da Shi Holy Lord's expression was indifferent, neither happy nor angry, and he stared deeply at Fang Yingqiu for a moment.

Fang Yingqiu was the Second Elder of the Da Shi Holy Land, and also the person who had cultivated the deepest in the Heavenly Mystery path of the Da Shi Holy Land, and he traveled the world all year round.

Once, he was the most trusted and relied-upon person.

But now.....

The Da Shi Holy Lord was contemplating, but on his face, he sighed:

"Perhaps, this lord should go and see that Yuanyang Daoist, who makes Elder Fang so fearful. What kind of demeanor is he..."

"Hmm?!"

The Da Shi Holy Lord's voice had not yet fallen, when the minds of many elders and true disciples in the entire hall, including himself, were shaken.

Some looked back, some raised their eyebrows, some stared, looking at the towering palace, outside the Heavenly Palace.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

It was as if a meteor had fallen to the ground, as if an ancient god-man was using his fist as a hammer, and the void as a drum, knocking out a world-shaking sound.

Everyone looked up.

They only heard bursts of sound waves coming from all directions, rippling on the boundless sea of clouds like substance, spreading out in circles, and stirring up the endless rolling of the sea of clouds.

The long sky was like waves, and the clouds were full of sky.

The momentum was so great that it immediately caused the boiling of the entire Da Shi Holy Land.

"What happened?"

Many disciples and elders of the Da Shi Holy Land on Da Shi Mountain and the floating Heavenly Palace looked into the distance with concentration.

They only saw a burly giant walking in the boundless sea of clouds, pulling a chariot, which was not very luxurious.

A figure in the chariot raised his eyebrows, and remotely across the boundless void, spoke faintly:

"This poor Daoist is Yuanyang, coming to pay a visit."