Chapter 197 [Justice Cutting] (Part ) "At this moment, Saint Yaoguang, you are not joking, are you?" Lin Xian said quietly, "We invited so many saints and brought out so many imperial weapons, isn't it just for this moment?" "Is the Holy Land War really about to begin?" Old Saint Yaoguang said in a deep voice: "The ultimate foundation of each major holy land has not yet been revealed. Once it is revealed, it will surely be earth-shattering." "When the time comes, if the Ultimate Foundation uses the Imperial Weapon to fight, Beidou will be destroyed." The foundation of an ordinary holy land is a few saints. As an extremely holy land, there must be at least one great saint who calls himself the source of god within the family sect. An old great sage with a short life span and an imperial weapon, even a quasi-emperor would not want to provoke him. This is the foundation for the ancient family and the holy land to continue to this day. Aristocratic families are blessed with the blood of the emperor. The emperor’s own sons and grandsons can easily reach the realm of quasi-emperor, and the third or fourth generation grandsons are at least great saints.
This is the power of blood. It can be said that a great emperor can be glorious for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years. The Yaoguang Holy Land is extremely special. The founder of the sect was not a great emperor, but only a quasi-emperor. However, they had an extremely glorious period of 50,000 years, with twenty-eight generations of saints emerging. Among them are saints, saint kings, and great saints! "The ultimate foundation, the old Great Saint Yaoguang has one, or two, how many times can he make a move?" Lin Xian said slowly: "We have at least five Great Saints on our side, including some of the strongest in the world!" Saint Yaoguang's pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "What exactly do you want to do?" "I will clear the fields and restore order." Lin Xian said calmly, "I will merge Yaoguang, control the four meridians, and wield the dragon-patterned black gold tripod." "Impossible!" Saint Yaoguang refused outright. What was the difference between this and becoming a vassal? "Then let's start the war!" Lin Xian said straightforwardly: "Let's fight a great battle and see which side has more Great Saints and which side has more Emperor Soldiers." "We are of the same origin, so why bother to force it?" Seeing this, Saint Yaoguang sighed and played the emotional card: "We are all descendants of the ruthless emperor. If you have any problems, you can sit down and talk." "We are the orthodox branch." Lin Xian said without any emotion: "There is nothing to discuss. The Dragon Patterned Black Gold Cauldron belongs to us, and we can give Yaoguang Holy Land a chance to become its vassal." "My fellow Taoists, are you just going to let a junior do whatever he wants?" Old Saint Yaoguang frowned. It's not like there haven't been major battles in the holy land in the past, and the imperial soldiers had also had bloody fights. There are winners and losers. The losing sanctuary has to pay compensation and a certain price, then they can get out. There has never been a case of destroying a holy land and having a final battle, because even if one wins, it will be a pyrrhic victory, and other holy lands may take advantage of the situation and rush in, resulting in a situation where both sides suffer losses. "The Immortal Alliance is ruled by the Alliance Leader." The Saint of the Ji Family said calmly, "Now that our great situation has been established, those who follow the will of Heaven will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. It is you, Daoist friends, who should consider the current situation, not us." "What on earth are you asking for?" Old Saint Yaoguang was somewhat desperate. It was not uncommon for the holy places to unite in the past, but they were only short-lived alliances and had never formed a long-term organization like today. The Eastern Wilds is so small that there is not enough space for several holy places to share. If they unite, who will own the resources? "It was impossible in the past, but it is different in this life." Yao Chi Sage said calmly: "The path to becoming an immortal is about to be opened, and the Great Emperor has issued a decree." "Yaoguang Holy Land wants to stop the trend, but it is just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
“Great Emperor, in the restricted area…” The old saint Yaoguang shuddered, and suddenly thought of something, and said in a deep voice: “It’s not that my Yaoguang Holy Land is without imperial power. You have the Great Emperor, and our Dragon Cauldron was also forged by the Emperor!” "You are wrong. It's not Yaoguang's emperor, but the emperor of our lineage." Lin Xian took out a white paper boat and said leisurely, "Come here, Ding!" The black gold tripod with dragon pattern trembled, and actually began to break away from the control of the old saint Yaoguang and flew towards Lin Xian. "How is this possible!" The old sage Yaoguang cried out. Although Yaoguang had not produced an emperor, there were sages and wise men everywhere. There were outstanding figures in every generation, and this had been going on for more than 50,000 years. Who knows how many sages' marks had been engraved in the tripod. There were even two great saints who dedicated their lives and souls to the cauldron. Before they passed away, they poured their life's practice into the cauldron, which formed an intertwined mark. Such a deep imprint bound the Emperor's Tripod to the Holy Land of Yaoguang so tightly that even a quasi-emperor could not take it away. Even a ruthless person with a second bloodline could only nibble away at Yaoguang bit by bit, relying on time to outlast all the old sages before being able to completely parasitize it. But now Long Ding actually listened to the words of a junior from the Four Extremes. It was unbelievable. "You, your lineage, why don't you take action!" Old Saint Yaoguang shouted at the half-saints of the ruthless lineage, "In this life-and-death crisis, don't hold back any more. Only by using all your strength can you preserve the imperial weapon." The black gold tripod with dragon pattern was not forged today. The second lineage of ruthless people settled in the Yaoguang Holy Land very early. The semi-saints today are all contemporary people and have lived for three or four thousand years. The real ancients were also in the divine source, and only their lineage could awaken them. "Let's fight!" The half-saint of the ruthless lineage sacrificed his own soul, using it as a guide, begging the dragon-patterned black gold tripod to sense the essence. The five imperial soldiers surrounding the holy city could have stopped all this, but Lin Xian did not take any action. Because this time they want to plow the fields and wipe out the roots, the more people who jump out, the better. Soon, two shocking divine lights shot up into the sky, and the only two remaining saints of the ruthless lineage hurried to the scene and fully supported the dragon-patterned black gold tripod. This let the old saint Yaoguang breathe a sigh of relief. If he relied on himself to support the Imperial Cauldron, it would be drained sooner or later. There was a huge collision between the imperial soldiers. The imperial soldiers themselves were fine, but the ones who suffered the most were the energy suppliers. This is also the reason why Saint Yaoguang dared to negotiate. Although the opponent has more imperial soldiers, they also consume a lot. There are three saints on his side, hiding behind the black gold tripod with dragon pattern. They can hold out for a long time and provide favorable conditions for the subsequent negotiations. The old saint Yaoguang has seen the situation clearly. When he said that the Yaoguang Holy Land had lost, all he did was to show off his muscles and tell other holy lands that Yaoguang has the ability to perish together with them. An unequal treaty can be signed, but Yaoguang Holy Land will never be allowed to become a vassal. "Two saints, are these all the people?" Lin Xian smiled slightly and waved towards the Holy City, signaling Ye Fan that he could start taking action. At the same time, the God King Jiang Taixu sent the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar over. Beside Ye Fan, there was a delicate little girl, very cute but also very scary, because above her head there was a Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot floating up and down, and this imperial weapon actually revived automatically to protect the little girl. Instigated by Ye Fan, the little girl clapped her hands towards the sky and said in a childish voice: "Ding Ding come..." Devouring Demon Jar = ruthless human body Little girl = cruel consequences What is the equivalent of the ruthless fruit + the ruthless body? In an instant, the black gold tripod with dragon pattern rushed out on its own and flew towards the holy city, completely ignoring the calls of the two saints, Yaoguang and the ruthless lineage. "Little girl, Emperor Ding..." "The Emperor's daughter!"
"Master Alliance Leader, we at Yaoguang Holy Land have agreed to all the conditions you mentioned. We are willing to respect you as the leader of the Four Sects!" The old saint Yaoguang's body trembled, and suddenly his eyes widened. He seemed to understand something in an instant, and suddenly shouted loudly, making a righteous cut, and said loudly: "Sinners of the Second Vein, you use the name of the Great Emperor to do evil and persecute Donghuang, and you even dare not respect the orders of the leader!" "Today I will clean up the mess and follow the leader to clear the house and restore order!" "Fellow Daoists, please don't do anything. Let me take care of these two bastards. I have tolerated them for a long time." Lin Xian looked at this scene and couldn't help but twitch his lips. He didn't expect that the old saint Yaoguang had such a skill, and the cutting was so smooth. Moreover, what no one present expected was that when the old saint Yaoguang said he wanted to clean up the house, he was actually shouting slogans and slid down on his knees and rushed towards the little girl. A white-haired old man knelt and cried as he was told, prostrated himself on the ground, and worshipped with great ceremony, shouting, "Descendants of future generations bow down to the ancestor of the imperial daughter!" Ye Fan looked at this scene and felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it before in Zishan. In the blink of an eye, the old saint Yaoguang completed a set of complicated and solemn ceremonies with an extremely pious attitude, as if he was paying homage to a god. "Grandpa, what are you doing?" Little Nana asked with concern, "The ground is cold, it's not good to kneel down." “Without the order of the ancestors, I dare not stand up.” Saint Yaoguang shouted loudly and kowtowed. "Who is the ancestor?" The two-and-a-half-year-old girl looked puzzled. She looked around and found no one. Then she persuaded, "Grandpa, there is no one. Get up quickly." "Disciple will follow the master's instructions!" Old Saint Yaoguang quickly stood up and stood behind the little girl like a servant. "The painstaking prayers of the Yaoguang Holy Land, the worship of 28 generations of saints and sages." Lin Xian sighed to the sky, "This is the way to worship emotions." Fifty thousand years of bowing, fifty thousand years of praying, fifty thousand years of worshiping, everything has become instinct, flowing like water, smooth as silk. Other holy places all have their origins. The Great Emperor is the ancestor, and the inheritance is orderly, so there is no fear of internal strife. The Yaoguang Holy Land was a latecomer. Not only did it have to give half of the imperial weapons to others, but even the imperial scriptures were controlled. Only the Holy Son and the Holy Lord could learn the Immortal Heavenly Art. All kinds of conflicts arise from orthodoxy, and both factions are fighting for the right to speak. The moment he saw little Nannan, old saint Yaoguang did not hesitate at all. Their lineage really wanted to make progress! (End of this chapter)