Chapter 142 One Cup of Tea

The gentle voice, the clear eyes, and that seemingly harmless tone and expression were just like an ordinary family inviting passersby to have a cup of tea. However, the Grand Master of the Turbid World, who had come with a heart full of determination and revenge, stopped in his tracks.

The Turbid World warrior following him was puzzled but dared not act presumptuously.

Although the enemy was right in front of them, they obediently stopped and said nothing more.

The Grand Master of the Turbid World looked at the body of Huntian before him, a sense of loss appearing in his eyes. He said complexly, "So that's how it is… just a shadow in a dream, a dream bubble that seems real yet unreal, not truly existent, but briefly appearing here because of the longing of an old friend."

"Huntian ah Huntian, I never thought I would see you again in this way."

He looked into the distance.

At this moment, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was fully displaying its power, forcibly suppressing the yin and yang two-instrument source changes. Even the Turbid World warrior, whose strength was insufficient to participate in this matter, could see that the Yuan Shi Tianzun's mind was entirely focused on the sword formation and the seal, leaving him no time to spare, making it the best opportunity to strike.

He couldn't help but say softly, "Grand Master!"

The Grand Master of the Turbid World seemed to have recovered from the shock of seeing Huntian. The face that was once graceful, domineering, and scheming revealed a look of indifference. Reminded by his subordinate, he didn't attack but instead entered the courtyard. A layer of seal separated the courtyard from the dream world outside and the distant yin-yang rotation.

The Turbid World warrior couldn't believe it and said anxiously, "Grand Master?!"

The Grand Master of the Turbid World looked peacefully at his enemy and said calmly, "It's alright."

"Give them the time it takes to drink a cup of tea."

The Turbid World elite warrior was still unwilling and worried, "But, if they run away…"

"If they run, then let them run."

The Grand Master of the Turbid World said indifferently:

"If I can have another cup of tea with the Central Emperor, then what does it matter if I let them go?"

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As the Turbid World warrior's expression changed drastically upon learning the identity of the man before him, the Grand Master of the Turbid World had already taken a seat, sitting calmly on the blue stone opposite Huntian. Between them was a stone table with uneven edges. Behind them was a pond with pebbles of varying sizes along the edge, and a branch of winter plum extended out to the side.

On the stone table were two cups of clear tea, the fragrance wafting out.

It looked like a very ordinary courtyard with a sense of life.

The Grand Master of the Turbid World scrutinized the man in front of him, then reached out and gently stroked the not-so-smooth teacup, his voice calm, "It's been a long time, Huntian."

Huntian, wearing a gray robe, said with a smile, "It seems we know each other."

"Indeed."

"Not only do we know each other, but we've known each other for a long time."

"However, it has been a long time since we sat together and drank tea."

The Turbid World Venerable murmured, seemingly in response:

"A cup of tea is nothing."

Then he said nothing more, but simply picked up the teacup and drank the tea calmly. The tea fragrance was bitter and long-lasting, not like the taste in a dream. Huntian also smiled and drank tea. The two of them just sat in this courtyard, watching the scenery as it used to be, watching the plum blossoms fall into the pond, creating a sense of peace.

Wei Yuan saw the Grand Master of the Turbid World.

Or rather, he didn't need to see him. The Grand Master of the Turbid World at this stage was completely different from his past self. He no longer hesitated and concealed his aura. As soon as he appeared here, his arrogance, dominance, and unparalleled spirit soared into the sky.

Like a flame, it blatantly displayed its presence.

Wei Yuan was currently using his Zhuxian Sword Formation to forcibly suppress the world's origin that was flowing and changing like a tide, trying to completely seal off this yin and yang energy to prevent it from erupting, and then find an opportunity to completely seal it, resolving this so-called great calamity.

The appearance of the Grand Master of the Turbid World at this moment was a critical turning point.

Wei Yuan himself was not afraid. He now had the Taiyi Primordial Chaos body, which could be said to be indestructible, and he also had his own Zhuxian Four Swords to protect him. Even the Grand Master of the Turbid World could not easily defeat him. However, Wei Yuan now completely understood the original timeline—

The Turbid World had probably sent someone too.

However, the one who appeared in that timeline was probably the Foundation of the Turbid World.

Wei Yuan thought of the Turbid World expert who willingly sacrificed himself and sighed in his heart. Although he was a hero, if he had another chance, Wei Yuan would definitely do his best to kill him and not give him a chance to leave a backup plan. At this moment, his mind moved, and the sound of swords around him suddenly intensified.

His right hand slightly bent his five fingers and pressed down, his voice cold:

"Go!"

The vast sword intent erupted at the same time, rushing like a flood. The yin and yang flowing energy was instantly suppressed. At the same time, without needing to say anything more, the Western Emperor had already grabbed Houtu next to him, and the two of them instantly disappeared, trying to use the power of Kunlun to open the Nine Heavens Gate from here.

Then, relying on the karma left by Wei Yuan before, they would directly return.

Once they returned to the human world, it would naturally be equivalent to entering the protection of the myriad stars, entering the sight of the Heavenly Emperor Dijun. At that time, even the Grand Master of the Turbid World would not dare to act rashly. The magnificent Nine Heavens Gate appeared.

The huge and ancient bronze gate, each door was densely covered with mysterious patterns.

It seemed that all the Great Daos of the heavens and the myriad worlds were written on this huge bronze gate.

The Western Emperor held a spear in one hand and directly put her arm around Houtu's waist with the other.

Then, she was extremely distressed for the Kaitian, the divine weapon that she had finally repaired, and was not polite at all.

She kicked it directly.

The Nine Heavens Gate, which had been dismantled at least twice before, rumbled and unfolded, and countless streamers intertwined in the door, turning into a light curtain that did not know where it led. The Western Emperor and Wei Yuan knew that the opposite side of this Heavenly Gate was the human world. Then, the Western Emperor grabbed Houtu and was about to step into the door.

Suddenly, a scorching and domineering flame aura descended from the sky.

At the same time, there was an extremely arrogant laughter: "Hahahaha, Western Emperor?!"

"Die for me!!!"

The fiery flame revealed a dark red color, as if it could directly burn everything in time, and the thing that made this flame burn was not fuel in the ordinary sense, but the core of the world, the concept and the law, the existence of life itself.

The Western Emperor's sword eyebrows narrowed slightly, her expression cold.

The petite girl held the slender Houtu and retreated gracefully. At the same time, the spear in her right hand was raised.

She instantly thrust forward.

The spear was like a dragon, the blade was thin and sharp, shaped like a dragon's tooth, and it pointed into the flame.

The fair palm turned slightly, and while delivering the spear, it rotated this divine weapon. The powerful Yuan Qi torrent almost turned into a hideous and terrifying image of a divine dragon, hissing and roaring, directly violating the basic rule of fire overcoming metal. The dragon beast bared its fangs and claws, swallowing the clusters of world-destroying flames directly into its mouth, wantonly and arrogantly.

The flame gathered into a tall man, nearly three meters tall, even his hair and beard showed a scorched red state, giving people a hot and crazy feeling of burning all the time. His pupils were ink-colored, faintly showing fire, and he laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, as expected of the Western Emperor, your methods are fierce, your spear skills are amazing, and you are also short."

"Do you really have 1.5 meters? I think you are only 1.45 meters."

Houtu could clearly feel the Western Emperor's body stiffen.

Her cold and indifferent eyes raised: "...Courting death."

But that figure was not in a hurry to fight, but directly knelt on one knee, supporting the ground with his right hand, and said loudly:

"Huozhuo, greetings Grand Master!" "According to your instructions, I have completely detonated everything on the west and north sides of this place, and the spatial and temporal laws have also been scorched by my flames, hahahaha, now they are mixed into one piece. Now, don't say you want to go out along the law line, even if someone can split the scorched place, don't even think about getting out of here!"

"Even if you have the power to reorganize the spatial law line."

"It will take at least an hour!"

The Grand Master of the Turbid World nodded slightly and continued to drink tea.

The Western Emperor's cold expression had a hint of evil spirit, and her voice was cold and calm:

"You want to be my opponent with just the fire of the Turbid World?"

She held the spear in her right hand, and the spear tip and blade were whistling slightly. Then, without letting go of the extremely weak Houtu at the moment, she directly killed forward. The spear in her hand was sharp, and when the spear was thrust out, it almost pointed at the vital points of the Turbid World Fire God.

Every move was fierce, and every step was full of killing intent!

She was not affected or influenced by the restraint of attributes at all.

Although the Turbid World Fire God spoke loudly and arrogantly just now.

But at this moment, facing the Western Emperor, who was known as unparalleled in killing, he still did not dare to relax his vigilance in the slightest.

The flames directly dissipated, avoiding the sharp edge of the spear, and then both hands held a heavy and thick blade, the blade width exceeded one meter, tearing out layers of **** blade light, attacking the Western Emperor with all his strength, but even if he was intentional and unintentional, plus the Western Emperor was far from her peak, and had to hold Houtu, he could not take advantage of it.

On the contrary, the situation was quickly maintained by the Western Emperor.

Even with the domineering spear, there was a tendency for the girl to counterattack.

"Only this little ability."

"You dare to block me?"

The Western Emperor's voice was indifferent, and with just one spear, golden cold rays that seemed to be able to tear the soul appeared from the void, and then, with this spear, they gathered together, making the momentum even greater, as if the mountains and seas were about to collapse.

The Five Fierce and Five Remnants of the Heavens, with just one spear, can make the soul dissipate and the body annihilated.

It was a famous killing move in the ancient years.

At this moment, a gentle and jade-like voice fell:

"In front of the Grand Master of the Turbid World, you must not be presumptuous."

"There is no fierce killing."

The voice fell, but it seemed to have leveraged some mysterious and incomparable power. The spear in the Western Emperor's palm suddenly felt a huge force of obstruction, as if the order of the entire world appeared at this time, and they were all blocking the power of the Western Emperor's spear.

Let the power of this spear gradually dissipate, gradually slow down, and the golden light scattered like flying birds.

In the end, the Turbid World Fire God, Huozhuo, blocked this move with two knives, and retreated.

The Western Emperor stepped back, raised her eyes, and saw that the order over there seemed to be solidified, as if countless laws had gathered, turning into steps, arranged in front, and a young man in casual clothes was walking step by step, carrying his right hand behind his back, and his left hand across his chest, stepping on the rules, with a chic expression, and then cupped his hands slightly, with a gentle smile: "The Western Emperor should not be unfamiliar with my power and characteristics."

He straightened his back slightly and said loudly: "My power is order, corresponding to Lu Wu."

"Under the order of the Grand Master of the Turbid World, I am here to compete with you."

"The conceptual laws of the East and the South have been broken by me. Even if they notice something is wrong at this moment and want to enter this place, it will take at least an hour. Before that, we have enough time."

"Everyone, please."

Wei Yuan was suppressing the yin and yang energy transformed by the origin of the world and could not spare his hands.

The Western Emperor, who was not at her peak, faced two Turbid World Dao Fruit-level experts with a sharp brow.

And in that small courtyard.

The Grand Master of the Turbid World put the teacup in his hand on the stone table. The tea inside had been drunk. His expression was calm. His right hand held the hilt of the sword. Above the sky behind him, on one side the flames soared into the sky and on the other side the order was strict. His eyes were deep, looking at the man in the gray robe, and said: "The time for a cup of tea has passed."

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Or, do you want to make a move?"